Rise of the Wasteland

Syria, Damascus, Chinese aid Syria military delegation.

The building inside the station was loose and tight inside, and a T-45d squadron coming from the country was closely guarded from any outside spying and peeping. In the building, Zhou Qingfeng took off his tattered military uniform and mechanical exoskeleton, which he had been wearing for several days, and was taking a shower in the bathroom.

Outside the bathroom, Xiao Jinlang is holding a camera and taking pictures of the mechanical exoskeleton. After a long period of shooting, he regretted shouting into the bathroom, "Your boy pitted me so hard this time, can't you lend this set of things to me for a few days?"

"Dream! I'll be able to take pictures of you. It's good for you to take that broken optical camouflage, I don't care about that." Zhou Qingfeng changed into clean underwear and glanced at the dirty laundry basket outside the bathroom. The optical camouflage that was originally dropped there has been taken away.

The optical camouflage is backed up, but the mechanical exoskeleton has only one prototype. And Zhou Qingfeng stepped out and stood directly on the leg frame of the mechanical exoskeleton. The nuclear fusion battery held in his hand held a card in the power pack. After the whole set of equipment started, it quickly attached to him.

Xiao Jinlang had a glance at the small black square that Zhou Qingfeng couldn't leave his body this time, and he was just like a cat scratching his heart. The fool knows that the most important thing of Linsen is the core of that power pack.

"You battery is really a high-end product." Xiao Jinlang was quite envious of his words. Zhou Qingfeng provided the energy battery technology and physical objects, which greatly narrowed the gap between the domestic and the US in related fields. In contrast, Zhou Qingfeng's battery is the most elusive.

Zhou Qingfeng grinned and thought: I don't even know the origin of this battery. This thing was a pre-scientific technology in 2o3o. Who can make it out? What to say in the wasteland is mysterious? His nuclear fusion battery is definitely the most mysterious!

Putting on a coat, with various long and short guns and weapons, Zhou Qingfeng grabbed his helmet and threw it on the palm, saying, "Sorry, you said that it was not possible to deal with the American T-51B. I do n’t know Where is this enemy. "

"Forget it." Xiao Jinlang waved his hand with lingering fear. "You are such a troublemaker, I'm afraid of you. You still ..."

Lao Xiao wanted to tell Zhou Qingfeng to return to China, but he couldn't control this guy's return. Especially I don't know what he is doing secretly, I really don't know how to place him.

"Will you stay with me for a while?" Xiao Jinlang asked.

"What can I do?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"Let me be a bodyguard for a few days. Damascus is not a stable place," Xiao Jinlang said.

With the aftermath of Palmyra's incident, who knows how to follow up? When Zhou Qingfeng suddenly appeared today, Xiao Jinlang was overjoyed. But now he dare not let Zhou Qingfeng leave, nor dare to take him back to China, he can only think of reporting to his superior first, and seeing the situation before he talks.

"Bodyguard?" Zhou Qingfeng immediately shook his head. "I don't do it."

Uncle Zhou doesn't think he can be a bodyguard securely. Instead of being a bodyguard, he might as well return to China to find a girl to play with.

Xiao Jinlang scratched his head again, "Would you like to help train the Syrian government army? Make up and change your make-up, and no one else can recognize it."

Zhou Qingfeng was originally a member of the Chinese military delegation to aid Syria, and others were watching the training. Maybe Xiao Jinlang has to be with him, this is for Zhou Qingfeng to find something to do, lest he run around.

As long as this kid runs, he is absolutely in trouble.

"Let me train the garbage of the government army? I'll tell you that the garbage is not even as good as the women." Speaking of the Syrian government army, Zhou Qingfeng was out of breath. There are many military forces in the world, but there are only a few sincerity like Syrian government forces.

An army that flees in the wind and has no fighting spirit, that is, mud can't support the wall, and it is useless to train. Syria is now considered a country ruined, but its army is not shameful.

Zhou Qingfeng did not do this laborious and unpleasant thing. He said blatantly: "I can train a bunch of Syrian women and train a strong force that has been sweeping the Middle East. Men in this place are more waste than men."

"Where can a woman train you in this place in the Middle East?" Xiao Jinlang replied angrily. In order to find something for Zhou Qingfeng to do, lest this scourge be idle and run around, Lao Xiao could only run to the other members of the delegation to ask for an idea.

As a result, the delegation supporting Syria did find something for Zhou Qingfeng-help manage logistics.

"Controlling logistics? Eating and drinking Lazarus?" Zhou Qingfeng said to his heart, "Is it so miserable for me?"

"No, no, the logistics work is very important, and it ’s not just eating and drinking Lazarus, there is a lot of work to do. In fact, the army in Syria is very mixed. The army deals.

For example, Iran has a Revolutionary Guard stationed in Zabadani, northwest of Damascus, to specifically assist the Assad regime in Syria. The condition of this unit is not very good. To put it plainly, it is also poor, and people are asking us for assistance. "

Xiao Jinlang also pondered for a long time. The job he sought for Zhou Qingfeng was also very special, that is, recycling various weapons and equipment abandoned on the battlefield, especially heavy equipment. It doesn't require much contact with outsiders, it just needs to run around. Just fit for Zhou Qingfeng's uneasy temperament.

The Chinese speak of military power, www.wuxiaspot.com, and they all stare at the world's number one hegemon. In fact, except for the monster house in East Asia, the military forces in the rest of the world are far behind. For example, in the Middle East, Iran has become a force to be reckoned with as a general force.

Among the countries that believe in green religion, Iran is relatively ambitious. Its country is relatively stable, and its army is also a little bit combatant. The key is that it is poor.

In order to stabilize the situation in the Middle East, Iran has vigorously assisted the Syrian government. Today, thousands of Iranian soldiers have died in Syria. What about the combat effectiveness of its army?

"Let me collect and manage logistics vehicles?" Zhou Qingfeng pondered in a literal sense, "I feel like picking up trash in the back."

Picking up trash in wasteland, picking up trash in the real world?

"It's also very meaningful to pick up garbage." Xiao Jinlangjie said: "At present, the weapons and equipment of the Syrian government army are consumed in large quantities, and there is not much to be added urgently. It is very necessary to recover some weapons and equipment from the battlefield .

We assisted the Syrian government with a logistically maintained ordnance factory. Don't underestimate this logistic factory, it can greatly improve the logistics support of the Syrian government. This is critical in the Middle East, but it has always been less noticeable. "

It sounds so interesting, Zhou Qingfeng is also experienced in picking up garbage in waste soil. It seems to be fun to pick up trash in the real world, but I don't know what I can pick up?

"Well, I know you worry that I'm running around again. Pick up the trash and pick up the trash, and I'll do it for ten and a half months." Zhou Qingfeng promised, "But I also need to have freedom of movement, at best I promise not to Go to the battlefield. "

Xiao Jinlang breathed a big sigh of relief and said in his heart: As long as you do n’t go to the battlefield, I will be Amitabha. Picking up the garbage. Is there anything else that can't happen when picking up the garbage in the rear? 8