"Wait!"

Gude just wanted to speak. Buka, the chief of Dongshan tribe, led his people over.

Unlike Goodall, cabo is 50 years old and dressed in plain colors.

"Good, don't be fooled by the Chinese. They're not that good. I think they just want to steal our black gold."

Locals call oil black gold.

They knew that these dark things could bring them a lot of wealth. They had been negotiated with them before to let their two tribes leave here.

Good and cabo both refused.

When he heard that he had taken a fancy to them again, Goodall's face sank and looked at Luo Cheng, "are you for black gold?"

Luo Cheng was helpless. This time, China sent a total of 70 peacekeepers, 4 officers, 30 armed police, 30 troops and 6 medical personnel.

It's impossible for such people to transport oil away!

"Chief Goode, please believe our Chinese peacekeepers. We absolutely have no intention of seizing any of your resources. Everything here, you see, distant mountains, nearby rivers, underground oil, and your people, these are your wealth! We came to take your people to see a doctor. If you don't want to!"

Luo Cheng is also kind. Since others don't appreciate it, he doesn't want to force it.

The chiefs of these primitive tribes said that they were the earth emperors. They were used to dictatorship and couldn't listen to others.

Goodall looked at cabo and communicated in their own language, "I believe in this Chinese soldier!"

Bang!

Suddenly.

A bullet broke through the air and the man next to Goodall fell.

Cabe shouted, "Goodall, it's Chinese. They killed your confidants!"

Sure enough, Goodall became angry. "Kill, kill these Chinese!"

Hundreds of people suddenly swarmed in.

Luo Cheng looked confused.

His people are all behind him.

The bullets were clearly fired from their oblique rear, and it was obvious that someone took the opportunity to provoke them.

Looking at the two tribesmen shooting at them with guns, Luo Cheng made a quick decision.

"Retreat, go to the mountains over there. I know a way back to the camp!"

In the panic, more than 30 people ran up the hillside, and hundreds of people chased after them!

Luo Cheng feels that he has been a soldier for so many years and is not embarrassed now.

You can't fight, you can only hide.

Although they are equipped with light weapons, they are more advanced than the weapons of the tribal people.

But they're here to protect these people, not to fight them!

"Luo Cheng, who did you say would be the one who fired the cold shot?" Zhao Long asked as he retreated.

Luo Cheng shot a bullet and hit the tribesmen at their feet, splashing mud everywhere, scaring several tribesmen from coming forward.

"What do you call me? I'll answer your question again“

Zhao Long: "brother Luo."

Luo Cheng puffed a smile. Zhao long is two years older than him!

"Anyway, they are not good people. If they want to provoke the tribesmen to be hostile to us, they just don't know what their purpose is."

"Well, on the surface, it's for black gold. It may have something to do with the patients of Xishan tribe."

Luo Cheng raised his eyebrows. "Do you also suspect that it is the mountain day organization?"

"Apart from them, I can't think of anyone who will be so haunted. What are the intentions of terrorist organizations? Isn't their purpose to plunder resources? Now how do you feel that they are specifically against our special team!"

"Who said no?" Luo Cheng glanced. The tribesmen had stopped and didn't mean to chase again.

"Ah, I stepped on a mine!"

There was a cry of surprise not far away.

Luo Cheng immediately ordered, "stop the operation, others guard, and head Zhao and I demine!"

(goblins, the bird Lord asks for a monthly ticket!)