Two fingers pointed to his eyes and pointed at Chen Xiaolian and Lin Leyan.

The gesture means: Be careful! I will stare at you!

Randall was pulled away.

Hans looked at the back of the unruly mercenary, frowned, and whispered to Chen Xiaolian: "I'm sorry... I don't think he has any malicious intentions. It's just... the dead James is his younger brother."

Chen Xiaolian looked at Hans with some surprise.

"That's how it is. Maybe he was too sad, sad and angry in his heart, so he transferred such emotions to you. When he calmed down, it would be fine."

Chen Xiaolian nodded. Even if he was not good, he would not care about a guy who had lost his loved ones. However, seeing that this guy was in a abnormal mood, Chen Xiaolian was not interested in going up to talk.

If Chen Xiaoli's temper is practiced, he can leave. With his ability, what kind of rebels can't break out of the encirclement?

But looking at Lin Leyan, who was silent on the side, Chen Xiaolian sighed.

Forget it, I just want to send Buddha to the West to take this little girl to the border safely. After all, I met each other. Since we have friends, we can’t just see our friends in danger and leave. This does not meet Chen Xiaolian’s standards for being a human being.

Hans originally thought that if Chen Xiaolian had such excellent combat power, if he could join the team and form a mercenary, he could strengthen the team's safety. But seeing that Chen Xiaolian and Randall were in a bad match, Hans simply swallowed up such words.

Hans then arranged for Chen Xiaolian to join the team and let him sit in the van.

The team was distributed like this: the people from the Peace Organization took pickup trucks or off-road vehicles, while other refugees who followed them to flee could only stay in the truck's carriage in vans and trains.

Lin Leyan refused Hans's words to let her get on the off-road vehicle, but followed Chen Xiaolian into a tattered van behind.

When Chen Xiaolian saw Lin Leyan get into the car, she squeezed over and sat on her body without saying a word. He sighed and said in Chinese in a low voice: "You don't have to do this."

Lin Leyan shook her head and looked very serious: "I'm going to follow you."

Chen Xiaolian raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

The team rested for a while and then set off again. This time, in the army, there were people around him, and Lin Leyan seemed to have relaxed a little.

This is true for general human nature. If there are many companions around you, it will naturally bring a sense of security.

However, Chen Xiaolian did not relax, but just looked out the window silently, estimating the speed of the convoy's advance.

In the last row of this medium-sized van, the white girl happened to be sitting here, quietly looking at Chen Xiaolian and Lin Leyan with strange eyes.

The white girl was wearing a red dress, but it was already ragged and there was still a lot of mud. She was tightly pressed against a fat middle-aged black man, who was probably a wealthy man in Kabuka City, with a thick gold ring and a gold bracelet on his fingers, and his expression was gloomy.

The white girl held her tightly against him and tried her best to act as a stance of being dependent on others and surrender.

The car was moving forward very slowly, and the road was too rugged. The more you drove, there were even some felled trees on the road that were crossed in front of you. Every time you walked forward, people had to get out of the car and move the obstacles.

Such a thing happened along the way, and twice in a row, Chen Xiaolian became more and more uneasy.

This matter has become a little weird!

If I say it once, it might be an accident that the tree fell down. But when it comes to the third time, it is definitely not an accident.

The fallen tree was clearly a trace of cut down. If it was a businessman who cut down the forest or someone else, then who would cut down the big tree without taking away the wood, but deliberately cross the middle of the road?

Hans's face became increasingly ugly.

Finally, an hour later, the car arrived on a river. This time, after the convoy stopped, everyone was stunned!

The riverbed of this river is about ten meters wide, with turbulent waters and rippling at night.

This is not the key, the key is...

There was originally a bridge on the river surface, but at this moment, the bridge was broken!

It exploded in the middle!

Only the piers on both sides are left, soaked in the river and let the river water wash away!

This is obviously the manual blasting, which completely collapsed Hans' hope!

The convoy stopped under the bridge by the river. When everyone got off the car and saw the scene in front of them, many people burst into tears in despair, and some people almost collapsed, and they screamed in surprise.

Chen Xiaolian frowned and walked to Hans' side: "Do you see anything?"

Hans gritted his teeth and shook his head: "I can't see it, but this must have been made by blasting."

Chen Xiaolian sighed.

It is obvious that this could never have been done by the Zeid government forces, it must have been the work of the rebels.

Among the commanders of the rebels, there are experts.

He captured Kabuka in a roundabout way, but sent people to blow up the bridge on the river east of Kabuka... Due to the harsh traffic situation in Kemubiya, this bridge is the only transportation hub in the east of Kabuka! Once the bridge is blown up, the entire Kabuka city, at least to the east, will be a dead end.

Whether it is the army or refugee who escaped from Kabuka City, they will be blocked here. It is hard to fly if you want to run.

Maybe someone can swim across the river, but don’t think about crossing the river with preparations, equipment, property, etc.!

Suppose that if a government army escapes from Kabuka City, then if you want to escape, you can only give up the vehicles and most of the equipment and supplies... Then even if the government army, which has lost a lot of equipment after crossing the river lightly, is unlikely to pose a threat to the rebels.

This abacus is very good!

"This is a rhythm that needs to be caught in one go." Chen Xiaolian smiled bitterly.

He patted Hans: "Is there any way?"

Hans's face looked ugly, staring at the river carefully and whispered: "It's hard... It's summer now, it's rainy season, and the water level of the river is very high. If it's other seasons, our off-road vehicles may be able to drive over, but now... the water level is too deep. Our vehicles cannot go over... If everyone swims and swims... I'm worried that so many men, women, young and old will not be able to do it. Even if it's over, we can't go much far!"

Hans lowered his voice: "If there were no cars, we would have crossed the river and walked to the border. We would have to walk on two legs for at least four or five days! This is still an ideal state, and there are too many women, children, and the elderly and weak in our team."

Chen Xiaolian nodded: "Once the rebels chased us, they only need to use a team of engineers to build a floating bridge in a very fast time, and they can quickly catch up with us after crossing the river."

"Yes, this is too dangerous." Hans shook his head: "Maybe...we can leave a team of people here to stop the rebels..."

As he said that, Hans glanced at Chen Xiaolian.

Chen Xiaolian said lightly: "Not to say whether I am willing to do these things for you. Even if I am willing, this idea is a very bad idea. Block it? How long does it take to block it? How to establish a position? How to be sure that the rebels will be here instead of going around? Moreover, it is very simple. If someone is left to stop the rear, who will stay. Who will leave? Staying there is equivalent to dying. Who do you think it is fair to let the rest?"

Hans sighed: "I was wrong."

At this time, someone from behind came over and shouted: "Hey! My friend. I have something to say to you, important things!"

Chen Xiaolian turned around and saw the black minister standing not far from the river with his belly outstretched.

Chen Xiaolian glanced at Hans, and Hans waved his hand and the two members of the organization around him made way.

The black minister walked over a few steps, looked at Chen Xiaolian, and then looked at Hans. He swallowed and spitted: "Without the bridge, we can't continue to go east, right?"

"What the hell do you want to say?" Hans frowned.

"I mean, maybe, I have a way." The black minister hesitated and said quickly.

Hans glanced at Chen Xiaolian, and Chen Xiaolian spread his hands: "Don't look at me, I'm not familiar with him."

"Tell me, what are you going to do?" Hans' tone was very indifferent.

The black minister said, "I know, you want to go east to the border and cross the border to Cameroon, right? I'm asking me to say that this is not a smart idea."

"You have a better way?" Hans looked at the black minister.

"Of course! Of course!" The black minister immediately said: "I know there is a military dock not far away from nearby... for military use! But that place is a secret, and the rebels must not know it. Not to mention the rebels, not to mention the rebels, few people in the Kabuka government know that that do... is used by President Zeid on weekdays to transport private goods."

smuggled goods?

Hans' eyes lit up.

Chen Xiaolian looked very calm. He was not surprised by the news that the black minister had told him once before.

"Yes, private goods! The president also wants to make some money. These private goods are exported through this pier, by water, by ship, and along the tributary of the river, heading south to Congo."

"Wait, do you mean there is a boat?! Go to Congo?" Hans was immediately happy, took out a map from his arms, and lay on the ground and opened it. He took out a flashlight for a while.

Hans's face looked a little surprised: "Not bad! This river leads to the south and leads to the Congo! If there is a boat, then... maybe it takes only two days to arrive in the Congo by boat."

The German looked up at the black minister: "Is your news accurate?"

"Yes, accurate." The black minister hesitated: "I am the Deputy Minister of Transportation, and I have been through many of this business. And... I am also in your team now, and I will not joke about my own life."

"Okay!" Hans nodded.

He then called Randall and other mercenaries, and in brief words, he told the news provided by the black minister.

After hearing this, Randall frowned and expressed his objection.

"The news is inaccurate." Randall said coldly: "Even if what he said is true, who can guarantee that there is still a boat at that pier? What if we arrive, the boat has been driven away or destroyed... Then what should we do then? The direction of that pier is to take us back!"

After a pause, Randall quickly said: "My opinion is that we go north and along the upper reaches of the river, find a shallow place, and then find a way to cross the river! Maybe we are lucky and find a shallow place, so our off-road vehicle can drive over."

Chen Xiaolian frowned and couldn't help but interrupt, "But it's rainy season now, the water level in the riverbed is very deep, and it's hard to penetrate the shallow part of the water you said."

"Then let's swim." The mercenary said coldly.

"What should the elderly and children do?" Chen Xiaolian frowned: "Not everyone can swim across a river. Besides, after crossing the river, how far can they go with their physical strength?"

Randall's face was cold, and he turned his head to look at Hans. Randall suddenly walked closer a few steps and said coldly: "Mr. Hans, now it involves another problem, a very serious problem."

Hans frowned: "What?"

"You have too many people!"
Chapter completed!