Threats to eliminate it. Dozens of main battle tanks, infantry tanks and armored transport vehicles rushed into the presidential palace. Thousands of soldiers' military boots stepped on the carefully maintained lawn. A officer ran to Matrier Equipped in front of him. Sweating on the face: "The head of state. You are fine. What is the enemy. What is the enemy? It actually caused such a big casualties."
China -Africa heads wearing yellow pajamas. There is a yellow velvet ball on the sleeping cap. There is a huge golden pistol in the loose trousers. This image has no majesty. . Lasiho Ochonkovo took a soundtone speaker from his follower. Big channel: "The enemy is a high -tech weapon launched by evil GTC. In the face of the freedom of freedom ignited by the revolutionary fighter. All hostiles will be burned to ashes. "He pulled out his pistol and shot.
"Holy battle. For freedom." Thousands of soldiers screamed to fire against the sky. Although the members of these presidential guards were regarded as the elite troops of the Central African Republic. The crisp sound of the Shi Nikov rifle. There is also a stuffy sound of the Chinese -made 09 assault rifle. There may be a sharp and sharp empty sound. Iron covered his ears and murmured: "Little Black. Your kid is a president.
"Learn from you and Comrade Islabul." Matric answered with a smile.
That night. The officials and maids surviving the Presidential Palace. Plus the officers of hundreds of presidential guards. Start a grand party in a messy garden. The fire of the victory formed on gasoline ... Fortunately, Gu Tie promptly reminded this group of people to seal the fuel stick of the micro -reactor in the wreckage. Otherwise, this will become an unprecedented nuclear radiation party. Round. Thirty gasoline barrels set around the bonfire into a circle. Each barrel is full of Abuja distilled wine. The soldiers took off a shirtless and exposed black oil muscles. Drink a big mouth. , Bake bananas and cooked cassava. When you drink it, you can draw a knife. When you go to the center of the venue, jump up crazy machete dance.
"Hahahaha. It's right. You can call him Mr. Tie. He is my closest comrade in arms. If I am a legendary hero Castro, he is Che Gaster." China and the Philippine heads tightly held tightly. The shoulders of the Chinese. The people around them screaming red ears.
"Gevara Gevas is a drink." Gu Tie said angrily. "And you are Gevara. He hung up at the age of 39. I still want to live a few more years."
The black people around me did not understand the English they said. I only knew that the yellow -skinned man was a red man in front of the president. Its ugly smiles. Africans are now popular to knock out two large plate teeth. An open -minded son is exposed on the front teeth. It is believed that this can show the magnificent male charm. Gu Tie doesn't understand their aesthetics. It just feels like it has reached the north Rural. A group of old ladies and old ladies who lacked teeth in front of them. All of them were noisy to pull him to drink a knife and twist the Yangge. Drinking. Besides, there is another one more fierce than a doctor ... "
As soon as she finished speaking, Aziwei appeared. She blocked Gu Tie behind her, glanced at the crowd coldly, and said in French: "This man belongs to me. If you have any objections, I will always be with you."
The crowd dispersed with a "boom". It has been a month since the Flower of the Rainforest arrived in Central Africa. During the month when Gu Tie was in a coma, feeling anxious and sad, Aziwei's way of relaxing was to find people to fight everywhere. Experts from the Bangui Presidential Guard and the military police beat him up. Now the name "Silver-haired Aziwe" is mentioned. Men in the whole city are in pain and their livers are trembling. Because the Flower of the Rainforest is good at using Israeli fighting skills "Kr **Maga". As soon as the beating started, he targeted the eyes, throat, back of the head and crotch. Within thirty days, the reproductive department of Bangui Central Hospital had countless more seriously injured patients with broken testicles. As soon as the terrifying male nemesis appeared, even these black men No matter how much distilled liquor he drank, he instinctively clutched his crotch and ran away. When leaving, he did not forget to drag Mr. Führer to safety.
The surroundings suddenly became clear. Gu Tie smiled bitterly and said: "It's okay. Let's go back to the room. Although half of the Presidential Palace collapsed, the guest room seems to be habitable."
Aziwei turned around and said expressionlessly: "The more people know your identity, the more likely you are to be exposed. Have you given up hiding it?"
The Chinese were stunned, not because of what she said, but because of the scenery in front of them. Tonight, Rainforest Flower did not wear the camouflage uniform and beret. It was a rare opportunity to put on a dress full of ethnic characteristics. Red and white. The wrap outlines a slim and toned waist, revealing slender white legs, an elegantly curved neck and delicate and smooth shoulders. Her silver hair is tied into many small African-style braids. The braids are twisted into a bun on the top of her head. With a branch A unique silver triangular hairpin was fixed in place. The bonfire was swaying behind her, making the figure of the woman in front of her even more graceful. She was like an elf who had fallen into the world. Gu Tie couldn't help but stopped breathing. After a long time, he exhaled a long breath and praised: "You are today. So beautiful.”
"They forced me to wear such clothes. They said it was a party etiquette." As if she was a little angry, Aziwei snorted softly and turned away.
"Is it a maid? They did it right." Gu Tie took a step forward and stared at the woman in front of him as if he were appreciating a work of art. His eyes slid over the woman's round breasts, along her slender neck, and towards her chin. Drawing an elegant arc, it stopped at the earlobe that could be broken by blowing. Wherever he looked, the woman's skin seemed to be burned by the heat of sight. A delicate red cloud rose up.
"This way I can't carry a gun." Aziwe said angrily.
"Your hairpin is very beautiful. Is it made of silver?" The Chinese took another step closer.
"This is the 1914 version of the Russian-made Mosin Nagan...M1891 rifle equipped with a three-edged bayonet. I found it from the Presidential Palace." Rainforest Flower replied. "I told you that I can't carry a gun. You are always so careless. .Someone needs to be on guard."
Gu Tie quietly wiped away a drop of cold sweat. He took another step forward and came to a distance where each other's breath could be heard. Aziwei did not avoid it. She only looked at the crowded distance in the distance. Both of them breathed quickly. "I I think my health is fine." Gu Tie leaned close to her ear and whispered softly: "Stop guarding outside my room tonight. Let's lie together on the soft double bed and wait for dawn. Wouldn't it be more wonderful?"
The woman turned her gaze and her eyes moved: "That's how you extended invitations to those women in the rainforest. I saw it all."
"No, it was the one who spoke back then." Gu Tie pointed to his lower body. "But it is the one who is speaking now." Then he covered his heart and said.
Aziwei's eyes suddenly softened. Gu Tie knew that now was a very wonderful moment. But the ominous thought came up in his heart: According to the usual practice, the person who is in the way should appear now.
"Pah, pah, pah." Suddenly there was applause from the side. Matrill came over with a smile on his face: "I thought you two were a little confused back then. Now I finally understand. It's still happening tonight. I Order them to stay away from the collapsed Presidential Palace. That place will be left to you. But before that, let’s have a drink and answer the doubts in our brothers’ minds.”
Aziwei immediately turned around and walked away, her skirt fluttering. "...Speak." Gu Tie gritted his teeth and squeezed out one word.
"Uh, I don't understand how you defeated AMF, even though I was right next to you." The head of state of Central Africa took two sips of wine and burped.
Chinese: "The AMF cannot connect to the quantum network and can only use the built-in chip to calculate the battlefield model. Therefore, there is a 3.5-second delay from locking the target to launching the attack. When the smoke bomb completely blocks the visible light field of view, the AMF will automatically switch to the infrared field of view." According to my estimation, its judgment Lag value for infrared targets is higher. The delay will increase to 4 to 5 seconds. Just wet your body with cold well water in the forest in advance to lower your body temperature. Then put on a combat suit with infrared suppression effect. . Just rush across the battlefield within 5 seconds of safety and wrap it up with a big furoshiki made of twenty pieces of clothing and twenty pairs of pants. But as soon as I started running, I was tripped by Aziwe and fell to the ground. She stepped on it. I rushed over with my back to complete the capture. When the flames from below the AMF ignite the furoshiki, the flames will interfere with the infrared camera and make it blind. At this time, all it takes is to kill it with a random stick. This doesn't seem to work. A solution with a little technical content but excellent practical results depends on two premises. The first is that it lacks the data support provided by quantum computers and has a slow response speed; the second is that the Kirov airship performs full-band blocking interference on the entire area to prevent The operator controls it manually... If the AMF is raised to fifty meters in the air by remote control and manually aimed at the target to attack, then we are probably all doomed. That's all I have to say. I want to tell you the last point. After the party, prepare to clean the interior. This AMF was not remotely deployed. It was activated after being taken to the outside of the presidential palace wall. I know that several streets near the presidential palace are military restricted areas. If I guessed correctly, this The guy who can come under your nose with a big box and carry out an assassination is one of the soldiers of the Presidential Guard."
Martell was stunned.
"This man has a low military rank and cannot attend such a gathering of senior officers. He may be hiding somewhere and preparing for a second assassination using GTC's high-tech weapons. Go ahead." Gu Tie waved his hand and turned towards Aziwei's retreating back. Ran away wildly.