Leng Feng's motorcade was driving busy on the streets of Qihan City. Because there were too many pedestrians on the road, the motorcade never increased its speed. There was not even a red street light on the street. The surroundings were even more desolate. .

Black women carrying items on their heads. Children playing naked on the street. People looked busy. But when this scene appeared on a street full of scars, it seemed out of place.

Leng Feng sat in the passenger seat of the first car. The person driving the car was a member of the special operations team. Leng Feng looked at the scene outside the car and muttered: "When will peace be restored? Who can change them?" life?"

The special operations team member who was driving the car heard Leng Feng's words and said with a smile: "Captain, aren't we just here to assist them? Maybe when we leave, everything will be fine. People will stay away from the war and live a normal life. human life.”

Leng Feng turned his head, looked at the special forces team member who was driving the car and said with a smile: "Haha! Maybe. We are just passers-by in this city. Even if we leave, I'm afraid it will take decades to recover. .”

This time the soldier did not answer, because he knew that Leng Feng was expressing his feelings about the war, a heartfelt confession to the people who were still living under the flames of war.

He knew that Leng Feng was right. Even if the war is over, no one can say how long it will take for this scene to return to normal. How long will it take for the street lights here to no longer have that shocking hole? Children will carry their schoolbags and go to school, and It's not like going into the jungle with its K47 and killing continuously. Everything is an unknown.

The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward for a while. There was no sound inside the car. There was only the sound of the car engine running.

Leng Feng leaned on the car and looked at everything outside the car. He gradually fell into deep thought.

Half an hour later.

The convoy slowly drove into its destination, Chilaw Elementary School. It was equivalent to a local key school. The children here were all children from slightly better families. However, after the war and peacekeeping team entered Liberia, some wandering around Children in the jungle gradually enter the city and live in this primary school.

The whole school is very big. There are only three teaching buildings less than five stories high in the huge school. Unlike some schools in China, this is probably a small private school. However, in this area that has gradually become barren due to the war, such a school It is already the best primary school in Qihan City.

Leng Feng's convoy consisted of five vehicles. The one driving at the front was the military Humvee where Leng Feng was, followed by three medical vehicles. Finally, there was the escort vehicle of three special forces members.

When the school gate opened, Leng Feng, who was at the front, saw a large number of children gathered in the school playground. It was recess time. A large number of children poured out of the classroom.

The children who surprised Leng Feng did not go to play. On the contrary, almost all the children gathered near the tap water in the center of the school.

The faucet surrounded by a group of children was already rusty. Although the faucet was large enough, the water sprayed from it was like a stagnant stream.

As the motorcade drove in, the five cars attracted the attention of the children. They all stared at Leng Feng and his group with wide eyes.

After the car drove into the school, it stopped in an open space. Leng Feng jumped out of the car first. Standing on the playground full of yellow sand, he looked at the children gathered near the faucet not far away.

After Leng Feng got off the car, the people in the car gradually got out. This time the leader was a young doctor. He seemed to be about thirty years old. He had a pair of silver-white eyes and thick glasses.

The film made Leng Feng consider whether he would be blind if he had no eyes.

I saw the young doctor leading the team getting out of the car. He was followed by a black doctor, and they walked one after another towards the school staff who were still standing aside.

Leng Feng doesn't care about these things. His mission is to protect the safety of the medical personnel performing medical assistance.

Leng Feng leaned against the car and looked quietly at the group of children still fighting for each other in front of the faucet.

In this barren land of Africa, there is a serious shortage of water resources. Water is life to the people living here. Even such tap water is not common here. It is as if the station of the cold front was only established after the arrival of the cold front.

A well was drilled and running water installed.

After a while, the doctor leading the team and a few black people who looked like teachers walked back to the front of the motorcade.

Everyone chatted for a while. Then several teachers, all black, walked towards the teaching building not far away.

Leng Feng didn't know what all this was about. But he also knew that all this was not what he cared about. He was a soldier, not a doctor or a politician. He just wanted to successfully complete the tasks assigned to him by his leader.

It is the greatest honor.

Just when Leng Feng was leaning against the car and looking around, he heard a man's voice coming from behind him.

"Hello! Dear guest, are you with them?" A young man in a white suit stood behind Leng Feng and asked in fluent English.

Leng Feng turned around. When he saw the young man, he replied in fluent English: "Yes, I am a Chinese soldier and I am responsible for protecting the safety of all medical personnel in our country."

The young man looked at Leng Feng's straight military uniform. He showed his white teeth and smiled: "Oh! That's right! I welcome you. I hope you can help us get out of the war."

"Yes! We will give everything we have, sir." Leng Feng looked at the young man and replied solemnly.

"I believe in you, the Chinese soldiers are all great, and the Chinese people have also helped us tremendously." The young man said, and also made a unique African blessing gesture to Leng Feng.

Leng Feng didn't understand the local etiquette. He could only salute the young man. After the young man spoke, Leng Feng stood up straight and saluted the young man with a standard military salute.

"Excuse me? Why are the children gathering in front of that faucet? Is there only one faucet in this school?" Leng Feng asked the young man respectfully after saluting.

Listening to Leng Feng's words, the young man looked at the children who were still gathered in front of the faucet. He said with a hint of melancholy: "There is indeed only one faucet in our school. Children will gather here every time during recess. Because of the lack of water resources,

Lack of water usually requires a child to drink water every three classes. They are poor, may the merciful Lord take care of them." As he spoke, the young man tapped his fingers lightly on his forehead, chest, and shoulders, with a pious expression.

Take a look.

When Leng Feng saw the young man's actions, he also expressed his belief. But more of it was his dissatisfaction with the current situation and his care for the children. Maybe the damn God would not care for these children. Otherwise, he would not let this place explode.

Such a war.

"How come there is only one well that can be dug, even if it is small! But it can also reduce the children's fight!" Leng Feng looked at the young man questioningly, with a puzzled look on his face.

After listening to Leng Feng's words, the young man smiled calmly and said, "Guest from afar, do you know what it takes to drill another well?"

"Money?" Leng Feng asked questioningly.

"You're right. We don't have any more money to do this. These poor children still have to eat every day!" the young man said helplessly.

After the young man spoke, Leng Feng did not speak. He just stood there and looked at the children who were still fighting in front of the faucet. They were unfortunate and pitiful. They were born in this place full of war.

It's not their fault.

Time passed quickly. The young man left after chatting with Leng Feng for a while. Twenty minutes later, under the guidance of the local school teacher, the medical staff began to set up equipment on the open space of the playground.

Leng Feng and four special operations team members were stationed beside the convoy and watched the actions of their own medical personnel.

The children were also lined up under the supervision of the teacher, waiting for the physical examination they had not had since entering school.
Chapter completed!