【First update on the first day of the new year ~】

What about Chinese Kung Fu is naturally a joke, and no one will take it seriously. But in the eyes of these people, Chen Xiaolian became more and more mysterious.

Lin Leyan is the one who is most curious about Chen Xiaolian. Everyone has the same skin color, the same race and the same language, and the communication is three more smoother than others.

The middle-aged German was the most experienced. He was the first to take his men out of the church to clear the battlefield outside.

A moment later, the Germans came back: "Some of the guns were retrieved, and the ammunition was gathered together. Everyone could be armed, but now there is a problem... we don't have a car."

As he said that, the German glanced at Chen Xiaolian.

The cars of those black rebels were blown up by Chen Xiaolian.

"Don't you have a car?" Chen Xiaolian frowned.

The German hesitated for a moment and glanced at Lin Leyan, which meant: Let's talk.

Lin Leyan sighed and took Chen Xiaolian out of the church to the back of the yard.

Chen Xiaolian saw a modified pickup truck.

The front engine has been opened, and there are tool boxes, wrenches and the like on the ground next to it.

"Our car broke down." Lin Leyan's tone was very gloomy: "Otherwise we wouldn't waste time and be trapped here."

A white girl came over next to her and handed Lin Leyan a towel. She took it and wiped her face.

Chen Xiaolian noticed that the girls wiped off the oil paint and dust on their faces.

"I was surrounded by those rebels just now, so everyone's faces were dirty... You know." Lin Leyan shook her head.

Chen Xiaolian nodded.

The meaning of it is self-evident, although Chen Xiaolian thinks this behavior actually has no meaning. If those beast-like guys really want to do something, they won’t care whether your face is dirty or whether your appearance is good enough.

Lin Leyan, after removing the oil paint, is not actually a beauty, and her appearance is just a middle-aged person. However, because she has been working in the wild for a long time, her figure is very hot, with a bulge in front and a tilted back, which is obviously the result of long-term exercise.

Chen Xiaolian glanced at the few people who had been armed with guns and frowned: "Then you..."

"We can't stay here." Lin Leyan shook her head: "Since the rescue has not arrived, I'm afraid there is something wrong with the road, maybe... I won't come again. The nearby area has been occupied by rebels, so it's too dangerous for us to stay here. So we'd better run towards Kabuka immediately. If we can meet Zaid's army, we have Zaid's warrant and may be protected. In short, we have to run back to Kabuka. It's safe to be there."

The Germans next to them were also very serious: "I have been here for ten months and I know this country very well. After every rebellion, what happens soon is a large-scale genocide. Staying in dangerous areas will lead to death at any time. Those butchers don't care about what organization we are. As long as they are not from the same tribe as them, they will be killed."

"Do you know how to repair cars?" Chen Xiaolian looked at the few people.

"However, it will." The young white man answered, and he smiled bitterly: "I can repair agricultural machines, and it's okay to repair cars. But if the engine of this car breaks down, I can't do anything about it. We don't have any parts to replace."

Lin Leyan looked at Chen Xiaolian: "You... have a car, right?"

Chen Xiaolian smiled.

These volunteers are not the group of nerds they imagine.

They are indeed rationalists and people of faith. Perhaps many people think these people are stupid and think they are stupid. They have a good life, but they have gone far away to Africa to find hardships.

But I have to admit that Chen Xiaolian still respects such people very much.

At least they are ten thousand times nobler than those pseudo-Holy Virgins who only know how to be keyboard warriors on the Internet.

Moreover, these people are not fools, let alone nerds.

They all have high education, and at the same time, in places like Africa, they have experienced the cruelest and most harshest environments, witnessed bloody massacres and harsh diseases.

Whether it is knowledge or experience, these people are elites.

"You must have a car, right? Since you are going to Kabuka, you will never go on foot." Although Lin Leyan was guessing, her tone was very certain, looking at Chen Xiaolian: "Can you help us?"

Chen Xiaolian hesitated for a few seconds.

Although taking such a few people on the road will make it more inconvenient for me. After all, I have many secrets.

However, it is just a little more inconvenient.

In contrast, Chen Xiaolian is still willing to lend a helping hand if he can only have a few real good people.

"We take your car to Kabuka, and our organization can pay you according to the standards we hire mercenaries." Lin Leyan was obviously very eloquent: "I know you must have your own secrets - we will not spy on your private affairs, and we will keep our mouths tight afterwards. This is Africa, and we will all abide by the rules here."

"Okay." Chen Xiaolian nodded: "My car is parked in the distance. You guys are waiting for me here. I'll drive the car over... I'll go alone."

Lin Leyan breathed a sigh of relief and looked a little excited: "Thank you!"

The girl from Wanwan called her companions over and told everyone that the Germans expressed their gratitude. He said to Chen Xiaolian: "God will bless you!"

Chen Xiaolian was stunned, and Lin Leyan smiled and said, "He is a devout Christian."

"Where are you?" Chen Xiaolian looked at Lin Leyan.

Lin Leyan smiled: "Me? I have always followed my family to believe in Buddhism since I was a child."

Chen Xiaolian left here alone. He deliberately walked away, bypassed a forest, and after confirming what no one peeked.

In a remote place, he took out his car from his storage watch.

After thinking about it, I took out some supplies and put them in the trunk of the car. It was not convenient to take these people on the way to get things from the storage watch in front of them.

Chen Xiaolian doesn't want to be regarded as a magician.

He drove back to the chapel.

When he went back, he was about to catch a funeral.

These people dug a hole, buried the dead liaison officer, and erected a cross on it.

As for the corpses of the other black rebels, they did not mean to dig a hole and bury it.

First, they are not saints after all, and secondly, if there are so many corpses to dig holes, do you have so much time?

The Germans just brought the young white Australian man together to move the rebels' bodies together and then burned them down.

There were six people in an off-road vehicle, including Chen Xiaolian, and it was a bit crowded when I sat down.

Chen Xiaolian was responsible for driving, and the largest German was on the passenger seat. Lin Leyan and three girls and Australian boys sat behind and squeezed together.

Apart from guns, they didn't bring much else, only the Germans brought a large backpack with some essential medicines.

There was a little disagreement in the opinions of everyone dealing with the black boy Chen Xiaolian caught.

It’s not that they want to kill him. After all, these people are volunteers, not butchers. It’s just that the Germans think they want to tie him up. The other two girls think that if they tie him up in such a place, it’s equivalent to killing people.

This is Africa!

The smell of blood will attract wild beasts. If a young man who was tied to death falls to the mouths of a group of beasts attracted by blood... the survival rate can be imagined.

"If he lets go, he may go back to report the news." The Australian boy frowned: "God knows if there are other rebels nearby. If there are, he will go back to report the news, and we may face a chase."

The Germans solved the problem.

He thought about it, walked over and dragged the black boy over, then took out a rope and tied him up.

"I tied a special knot, which I learned when I was in the army. This knot can be tied to him for at least half an hour. After struggling for a long time, the knot will be broken by itself."

After the German finished speaking, he dragged the black teenager into the church, then locked the door when he came out, and when he got into the car, he glanced at Chen Xiaolian: "After he broke free from the rope, he could break the window and escape by himself."

Chen Xiaolian took a look at the chapel and nodded.

The car goes east on the road.

On the road, the atmosphere in the car was very silent.

These people seemed to know that Chen Xiaolian had many secrets, so they wisely did not ask him what he said. This made Chen Xiaolian very satisfied. However, the atmosphere was too dull and a little depressing.

Chen Xiaolian talked to the German casually and asked casually about things in Africa.

The Germans' tone is very cautious... just like the legendary Germans' personality, they answered with a straightforward answer.

Soon Chen Xiaolian learned some information about Germans.

His name is Hans...a very typical German name. He is thirty-nine years old this year. But he looks older, probably because he works in the wild all year round.

Hans has served as a soldier, but is just a military doctor, not a combat sequence. This explains why his marksmanship is not very good.

Hans has been in Africa for more than eight years and has been to many countries.

Have been to Rwanda, to Gabon, to Central Africa, to Nigeria...

It has been half a year since I came to Mubia. In fact, Hans is also the leader of this group of people. The Australian boy is Weinstein. His family runs a large farm in Australia and is also an excellent professional veterinarian. After participating in some peace organizations during college, he embarked on the path of volunteers - this is a noble rich second generation with great love in his heart.

Chen Xiaolian was very curious. If an ordinary person had a family background like Weinstein and had such a big property at home, he would probably have lived a leisurely life on horseback hunting at home.

But this guy came to Africa to save the world with great ambitions in his heart.

In the car, Lin Leyan became very talkative... In fact, the three girls were very tired, and with the previous surprise, they soon fell asleep in the back seats.

After leading such a few people on the road, Chen Xiaolian originally thought it was just a good deed to accumulate virtue, but he didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains.

After Hans looked at the Kemubiya map in Chen Xiaolian's hand, he quickly took the map over, took out a pen from his pocket, and drew a route on the map.

"Your map is too old and incomplete. The information of the transportation department of Kemubiya has always been incomplete. There are many roads on the map that are not marked." Hans expanded the map and said, "This route I have drawn is a small road, and not many people know it. It was when I was delivering medicinal materials in a tribe a few months ago. The hunters in the tribe told me that only the local hunters knew about this road.

The road conditions are good. When we came this time, we took this road, and the car could barely pass through. Moreover, the safety factor along the way would be higher, and we might avoid some rebels or troubles. The distance would be shortened by dozens of kilometers."

Chen Xiaolian was very satisfied with this unexpected gain, and then under Hans' guidance, he changed direction somewhere, bypassed several small woods and hillsides, and entered the path that Hans mentioned.

To be precise, this path cannot be regarded as a "road", but it is still flat. Apart from some bumps in the car, the speed can only be driven at a low speed, so it is nothing.
To be continued...