In the early morning of the next day, when the tank's oil was about to run out, the tank slowly drove into a small city, a city called Baruto.
"Head, we seem to have gone wrong. Now we have reached the central region of Namibia, and we are now in the western region of Namibia. It is not very far from the seaside!"
After the vehicle entered the city, John told Yu Zhigan of such a news, and Yu Zhigan felt a little numb.
"How far is it from Windhoek?"
"It's been more than four hundred kilometers!"
John is also not sure, but the tank is running out of fuel. The full travel distance of the M1A2 tank is 450 kilometers, which is almost close to the limit.
"Send Pete to the hospital first. Be careful!"
"Roger that!"
There were blood stains on the armor of the tank, and it stopped in front of a convenience store. Yu Zhiqian and others jumped out of the tank with full gear and walked into the convenience store. The convenience store staff prepared when they saw Yu Zhiqian and the others tanks. The door was pulled down, but it was still a step too late.
"The instructor find some food and water, come here!" After speaking, he pointed at one of the black men.
The black man came over tremblingly: "Don't kill me, I don't know anything!"
"If you don't kill you, you can answer the question. Do you have an army stationed here?"
"army?"
"Before, I don't know why the reason has been out of the city two days ago, only the police!"
After confirming that there is no army, Yu Zhigan breathed a sigh of relief, and took out a one-hundred dollar bill: "This is money for shopping, take us to the hospital!"
"it is good!"
If there is money to be made and will not be killed, the black man immediately laughed. After Yu Zhiqian and others took the things, they entered the cockpit, and the black man sat in front of the tank, holding the gun barrel.
The city of Baruto is not very big. Ten minutes later, the tank slowly stopped at the door of a hospital with a red cross sign hung on it. Yu Zhiqian immediately laughed when he saw it. This is not like an African hospital, but more like an African hospital. The Red Cross hospital, Pete should be saved.
The Red Cross here is different from the domestic Red Cross that donates quilts and does all kinds of wicked things in the summer. It is the International Red Cross. Although Bai Zuo is a Virgin, he does a good job in some things. For example, the rescue team of the Red Cross will go to the poorest and backward places in the world and bring them some medical assistance.
A tank stopped at the entrance of the Red Cross Hospital. The doctors and nurses inside were taken aback. After all, the situation in Namibia is too chaotic. No one can guarantee the purpose of these people.
The robbery of the Red Cross hospital and the massacre of doctors and humanitarian rescuers is not without precedent. In a word, everything is possible in Africa.
"This is the hospital, what are you doing?"
A white doctor wearing a white coat and a Red Cross armband came out and was shocked to see the M1A2 tank. Could it be that the United States has peacekeeping forces in Namibia? I haven't heard of it, and the military uniforms they wear are not American military uniforms.
"We only came to know that you are here in the hospital. My comrade-in-arms was shot. Take a look and rest assured that we will pay!" After the words were finished, Pete was carried out of the tank with the help of someone.
The current Pete is very weak, his face is very pale, and he has passed out in a coma. Yu Zhiqian is very worried about this guy along the way, but fortunately he has breathing and heartbeat.
"Come on, there are patients!"
After the doctor shouted, someone from the hospital ran out and carried Pete into the hospital. The doctor checked Pete and looked at Yu Zhiqian: "How was he injured and when?"
"He was pierced by a bullet with a power of 7,62 and was injured about seven hours ago. He has undergone simple hemostasis and treatment!"
"I know, otherwise he won't live now. He needs immediate surgery, but I can't guarantee whether he can be saved!"
After Yu Zhiqian heard this, his face became cold: "Don't worry, if you can't get it back, I can't guarantee that your hospital still exists or not!"
After being choked by Yu Zhi's work, the white doctor, who didn't know what to say, gave Yu Zhiqian a glance: "Send to the operating room, I will do it myself!"
"Yes!"
Soon, the small hospital began to get busy. Yu Zhiqian stood in the corridor of the hospital, took out a cigarette and just lit it, a nurse came over to stop Yu Zhiqian: "No smoking in the hospital!"
Yu Zhigan turned his head and looked at her. The nurse was scared and took two steps back. Yu Zhigan looked at the cigarette in his hand and shook his head: "Okay, I'll go out to smoke!"
The little nurse was scared to death. After watching Yu Zhigan's departure, she returned to her office. She looked at the same time in shock, "Who is the group of people who came just now?"
"Don't think about it, it must be a mercenary. I don't know where to fight. One of them came to our doctor because of injuries! These guys are war mongers. It's good to die!"
"Why does Doctor Jack save them? I heard that some mercenaries can do anything for money."
"If we don't save people, our hospital might be bombed by them. They came in a tank."
"..."
"Instructor, Lake, you are staring here, John, you and I go to the gas station and fill up the tank!"
"it is good!"
Yu Zhiqian and others don't know where the gas station is, but Yu Zhigan found a police station not far away. There is a saying that says, the upper one works hard, the middle one works hard, and the lower one works hard.
There are tanks. Yu Zhiqian is a superior person in the city of Caruto. He can walk sideways. He doesn't need to go everywhere. He parked the tank at the door of the police station in Caruto, with the gun barrel facing the door. He took out a loudspeaker that he didn't know where he had snatched from and started talking.
"Hey hey, can you hear me? The police inside is listening. You are surrounded by me. If you don't want your police station to be bombed, you send someone out. I have something to look for you. Repeat, you are I am surrounded...!"
Soon a fat policeman came out tremblingly from inside, raised his hands, and shouted: "Hello sir, if you have anything you can tell us directly, if we can help you, we will definitely help you!"
Yu Zhiqian looked at the fat man and pointed at him with a machine gun: "We really need help. Now we will find diesel fuel for me. Remember No. 1 and No. 2 diesel. For half an hour, get me enough diesel, otherwise if!"
Yu Zhiqian patted the turret of the tank vigorously. After receiving the order, John turned the muzzle and looked at the open space not far away. Old Raman pressed the launch button, and a tank shell flew out and hit the open space. .
"boom"
After the explosion, a pit was blown out in the open space in front of him, and the glass of the surrounding houses more than 100 meters was shattered. The huge shock wave made even the fat man at the entrance of the police station almost unsteady and was directly blown down by the wind.
"Know, know, I'll look for it right away!"
The fat policeman picked up the hat on the ground, and rushed into the police station. Then a group of policemen ran out and started looking for diesel fuel. Of course, Yu Zhigan was not afraid that this group of people could run away. After all, their nest was there. Here, if you run away, you will blow it up directly.
"Hey, man, your tank is very good, can I have a look?"
The policeman was probably in his fifties, and some of them couldn't walk, so they didn't go. Instead, some bolder walked up to Yu Zhiqian's tank and wanted to see the tank.
"can!"
The black man kept groping on the tank: "Man, which country does this tank belong to?"
"America's!"
"Is it awesome?"
Yu Zhiqian pointed his finger at the huge pit on the ground not far away: "The power of a shot!"
The old black policeman stared at the cannonball crater not far away, shook his head, and finally sighed. After patting the barrel of the tank vigorously, he turned his head and walked slowly towards the inside of the police station. The person's back looks like it's suddenly old many years.
"Head, what's wrong with this old man?"
Yu Zhiqian looked at this old man and suddenly felt that this man was very similar to the old photos he had seen on the Internet before. An old man in old-fashioned Chinese military uniform was on the Soviet aircraft carrier. He looked carefully and his eyes were full of words. Longing two words.
This old policeman in Namibia also looked like this. Looking at the tank under Yu Zhiqian, he had this look of longing. Maybe he imagined in his mind that one day Namibia could be prosperous and strong, and there would be this kind of tank.
Even if it is not rich and strong, as long as Namibia can completely get rid of the chaos of war one day, at least in places like the police station, there will not suddenly be a person of unknown nationality driving a tank and pointing the gun at the police station with the flag of Namibia. Tell the police in the house to blow up the police station if you don’t help them find things.
Yu Zhiqian’s behavior now resembles those of the great powers a hundred years ago, and they will be beaten if they fall behind. This statement has been correct since ancient times. Now these small African countries are rampant. The main reason is that they are too weak. There is no military strength at all.
Soon, a tanker truck drove over, and a group of policemen panted and looked at Yu Zhigan and the others apologetically: "I'm sorry, I don't know how much you want, so I drove the car!"
"Just fill it up!"
After Yu Zhigan finished speaking, he took out a thousand dollars and handed it over: "This is your hard-earned money!"
"No need, it should be!"
In the end, Yu Zhigan left a thousand dollars, and then sat in the tank and left. After watching Yu Zhigan's tank leave, the police wiped the sweat from their foreheads and finally sent the plague away.
At the entrance of the hospital, Yu Zhiqian just walked down from under the tank and saw two white doctors smoking cigarettes at the entrance of the hospital: "Have you seen the Fourth Avenger? It took me three days to finally get the gun version down. I finally finished reading it just now. , The network in Namibia is terrible!"
"I didn't see it, you can tell me a little bit!"
Just when the doctor was preparing for a spoiler, he felt a murderous look behind him, and saw that Yu Zhiqian had pointed his HK416 at his head, and John pointed the tank barrel at the doctor.
"Dare you spoiler, you try!"
The doctor looked at Yu Zhiqian’s muzzle and John’s barrel, took out his mobile phone, and then deleted the gun version he had downloaded: “No, I haven’t read it! I don’t know anything!”
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