I'll go!

All of these animal protectionists came from wealthy families, either special air crews, seals, or alphas, with a scary background.

The world's top ten special forces have gathered together here.

The Chinese and Congolese were collectively shocked. What do these animal protectionists want to do?!

I was crazy about being on the verge of being dying, but now I am still alive. God is blessed.

With strong aid on his side, he suddenly felt confident, but Major Barto, the Congolese government army, was ready to fight against those damn rebels immediately.

"Hey, is this animal protection organization here to cause trouble?"

Uncle Biao Lu Sanhu pushed the little toast on the edge of the top with his arm. He was rubbing the hair of the cat master with a dry towel. He had just taken a shower and was wet all over now. It was probably the most embarrassing moment for the cat family.

"Mahua" kept licking her fur, looking unhappy. Who made it come back with a scent and almost vomited the shit shovel. What did this rabbit go to before? Did you go to the Japanese lioness? It smells so big.

The yellow raccoons raised in the warehouse are not pet cats, but serious employee cats. They are responsible for cleaning up small animals in the warehouse, such as cockroaches, mice, spiders and birds, to avoid damage and pollution of supplies. Just one yellow raccoon is enough to guard the entire large warehouse.

Since you are not a pet cat, what other baths do you need?

It seems that, probably, maybe... I haven't washed it for more than half a year, and I'm soaked in a heavy rain, it's a natural bath.

Even if the innocent and cute little girl is, she will definitely become a mobile biochemical weapon without taking a bath for half a year.

What's more, a cat?!

On weekdays, I lick my hair, lick my paws, and lick my ***, and I get covered in mud and water. No matter how well I dress up my face, can I have a good idea?

"Who knows? He is not Li Bai's opponent anyway."

Zabu reached out to touch the cat's head with messy hair, and almost got bitten again.

Only the cat owner can touch the head of the cat owner, which means exclusive rights, especially the arrogant and cautious cat family like the rabbit. If it weren't for the sake of acquaintances, he would have bitten a piece of porcelain.

"Uh! That's true!"

Lu Sanhu thought about it and nodded.

"The Animal Protection Organization can produce 4 people, plus Major Barto's people, we now have 43 fighters, are there any?"

Human Resources Director Zhong Kewei looked at such a few people and was really hard to cook without rice. It was so difficult!

"In my judgment, there are at least 500 warriors in the Morudhi tribe."

Major Barto revealed a pretty bad news, that he was the representative of the government of the Democratic Republic of Congo and took on some responsibilities within his ability, including military work.

The other civil servant representatives were still spreading their hands and as powerless as ever, letting them carry guns to the battlefield. The only thing they could do was probably give them a head.

The news brought by the refugees was that some people said that there were 300 tribal warriors in the Morudi tribe, some said that there were only 2,000 people, and some said that there were at least tens of thousands. These numbers contradict each other and could not help anything except disturbing sight.

Fortunately, Major Batto asked his colleagues in the government department to retrieve the household registration information from this area. Although it was four years ago, even if there were fluctuations, the error would not be too exaggerated.

The Morudi tribe, which had just experienced several fierce battles, did not have too many troops. By annexing small tribes, mixing foreign tribe soldiers, and using food and guns to control the other party's relatives and complaints, the number of soldiers they can use should not exceed 600, while 500 is a relatively reasonable number.

43VS500.

A 95-style match against at least ten AKs, which looks like a stance of killing the master with random punches and has no advantage at all.

"You can count me."

Ye Tong raised his hand. Although the 507th Institute is not a military unit, most of them have received complete military training, and have more than 1,000 bullets in gun shooting experience, as well as several grenades.

"Well, the 44th qualified warrior!"

The personnel director does not need to do statistics, and the warehousing manager will directly raise the quota after he said it.

It’s really not too much, not too much, not too little, and adding such one, what’s enough?

The Type 95 automatic rifle must be handed over to qualified soldiers with skilled military skills to exert its true power, otherwise it would be even more threatening than a wooden stick.

"And him!"

Ye Tong turned his hand and pointed at Li Bai.

"I?"

Chunliang, who was harmless with a human and animal face, pointed at himself in confusion. Do you really want him to take the Type 95 automatic rifle?

I have to mention that the unlucky person who died at the hands of this law-abiding citizen has exceeded double digits.

"Puff! ~ Hahaha, Dr. Li Bai, you can do it."

Zabu gave Ye Tong a thumbs up.

Among the people here, even if there are British SAS, American seals, and Russian alpha, the young psychiatrist is still the one who can fight the most. He will also summon mortar shells, the heavens and the earth, and the Supreme Lord is as anxious as the law, hahahaha... Let me laugh for a while first.

Lu Sanhu's mouth twitched, and it looked really right.

It is not a secret that the many types of flying swords in the Old Li family are true. Not only Zabu and Lu Sanhu, but even Ye Tong has heard of them. Different specifications of shell flying swords are just basic operations.

With the approval of the organization, the shells came, which was completely in line with the procedures and the whole process was impeccable.

"he?"

Wells Black, the leader of the animal protection organization from the SAS of the British Army Special Air Service Corps, pointed to the innocent Devil Li.

To be honest, he became angry when he saw this guy.

The animal protection organization was driven away in shame, and the other party was the culprit, and everything was caused by this guy.

Representatives of other animal protection organizations all have a look of you and your funny expressions.

They admitted that it was okay for the other party to catch a snake, and it was also an expert level if it was unreasonable, but... is this a battlefield?

Just relying on being good at playing tricks is useless in the face of gunfire and bullets.

"He can do it, one is worth ten, and he can be counted as ten warriors."

Others may not know that Ye Tong saw more information in Li Bai's personal profile.

The young man's father is the chief officer of the Special Forces Brigade, and his military qualities are absolutely unquestionable. As a military family member of the Special Forces Brigade, such a child is almost familiar with all kinds of military skills, and is simply a born soldier who can dare to fight and win by picking up a weapon.

Otherwise, the state would not assign such a good-quality boyfriend to a female elite of the Security Bureau.

The flowers and plants in the greenhouse cannot be the son-in-law of the Security Bureau.

"Okay!~ Even if what you said is true, then we have 54 warriors now, do you still have? Every-Body? Guys?"

Human Resources Director Zhong Kewei didn't care, so he simply used the combat power of one as ten to count Li Bai.

Unless one is worth a hundred, or even one is worth a thousand, it is still far from enough to drop in the bucket.

"We can select qualified soldiers from those refugees, with nearly a thousand refugees. Putting aside the old, weak, sick and disabled, we should have collected dozens of people. If we are lucky, it is not impossible to gather all the soldiers who can get all the Type 95 automatic rifles."

Although he was terrified by the Chinese before, when it comes to war, Wells Black, the leader of the animal protection organization, has some experience.

It does not mean that the special forces are very capable of fighting. In fact, modern special forces rely more on various tactical equipment. Even if they have a tiger-tooth tactical dagger, they cannot transform into the invincible Rambo and fall into the crowd of ordinary people. A dozen young young people can teach special forces to be a new person by a mess of fist.

The fall of the Black Hawk in Somalia is the best proof.

The tactical concepts of special forces have never been suitable for frontal struggles, and are even completely contrary to the principles of special operations.

"Mr. Wells is right, you should give it a try. Major Barto, you are from Congolese, so I will leave it to you to take responsibility, okay?"

Personnel Director Zhong Kewei looked at Kong Wu's powerful Congolese government army major.

Major Barto patted his chest and said confidently: "No problem, I will do it."

He is a major of the government army and a black man. He has a relatively advantage in communicating with locals.

The warehousing manager said: "We can provide some supplies, such as camouflage uniforms."

Camouflage uniforms are labor protection products on construction sites, as well as Jiefang shoes, which are cheap, affordable and durable.

"That would be great."

Major Barto grinned. If he could dress uniformly, it would be of great help to command and coordination, at least he would not have to worry about identifying the enemy and me.

Black people have dark faces, and once the sky turns dark, even they will be worried.

Wells Black offered to the initiative: "I can help Major Barto."

On the one hand, it is to provide help within its ability, and on the other hand, it is also to use this opportunity to alleviate the opportunity with the Chinese. Even if they still leave afterwards, they will at least be comrades-in-arms fighting side by side, rather than being completely dirty.

Although the character of the character with a sharp turn of change in painting style is very bad, the setting of a prodigal son looking back is also very popular.

Now that we can’t escape from each other, it’s better to do this game with multiple goals and gain a good reputation.

"No problem, what you need, give me a list, and if there is one, I will give it!"

The warehouse manager has long been authorized by the leader. As long as he can overcome the current crisis, it doesn’t matter if the materials in the warehouse are all consumed.

As long as people are alive, supplies will continue to be transported, and more supplies are stockpiled in Kinshasa, the capital of the Congo (DPRK).

At any time, people are more important than wealth.

"That's so thankful."

Wells Black smiled, which meant he didn't have to worry about being unable to cook without rice.

"Wait, I have a second plan."

Li Bai raised his hand.
Chapter completed!