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Chapter 1461 The Stubborn Flower
"They won't come again, come down the mountain."

A man holding a rifle walked out of the cave and looked in the direction of the plane and said loudly, and the villagers descended the mountain one after another.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, people in the village began to gather. The villagers who died under the gunfire of the US army last night had been wrapped in white cloth and were lying neatly in front of a bombed building.

The elders of the village appeared one after another and began to pray for these brave warriors.

At the last moment when the setting sun sank into the horizon, the villagers began to bury these people. An old man with a white beard stood at the front, his eyes full of complicated emotions.

"Chief, we were bombed right after that Eastern businessman had a phone call. Did he inform the American army?"

The men walked up to the old man. At this time, the old man was still staring at the white cloth wrapped in two of them. The two deceased were the sons of the chief. They died fighting to snatch the bodies of the two young people who came back from Europe last night. .

"No, they never like war. The electronic tracking technology of the American army is very powerful. If we also had this technology, we wouldn't have to hide here!"

"We must protect that businessman unswervingly. He and his country are our hope. The Europeans and Americans will not give us any technology. We have no electronic technology at all. Is the current war still dominated by rifles and cannons? ?”

"They sent out drones last night, and we sent out our own relatives and flesh and blood. If this war continues like this, we will kill everyone."

In front of everyone, the old chief was still the leader who led the whole tribe to fight against the invasion. When he entered his room, the old man's tears could not stop flowing.

It’s easy to describe the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person to someone else, but to really experience it, it’s only the turn of the head. The old man's waist, which used to be straight and straight, has now become rickety.

"More than sixty of my relatives have died in the war, and many of your relatives have also died in the war. If we also have electronic technology, do we still need our relatives to go to the battlefield? Apart from anything else, our phones are also rented, as long as they If you are unhappy, our position can be exposed at any time.”

On the morning of the third day, at Badak Pass, Ji Donglai and Yang Xue hugged each other tightly.

"It's okay, everything can be discussed. They are not as scary as the legend says. If the matter is not discussed, our activities in Central Asia will be restricted in the future. You go back and help me raise some funds. We need support when we go public. Our stock price.”

"Wealth can be gained through risk, not to mention that we have invested so much here. The Belt and Road Initiative will become the route for the next few decades. Under the Eurasian Community, we can reap enough dividends of the times by doing business here."

Feeling the stiff body armor on Ji Donglai's body, Yang Xue's eyes were filled with worry, especially after the shock that night, Yang Xue felt like she had seen the sickle of death.

"Don't go there. It's very dangerous over there. At worst, we don't want the business here. I only want you!"

Facing the wall, the old man took off his shoes and began to pray. His subordinates outside the door immediately began to arrange the ceremony.

"Tell our people to protect the businessman throughout the entire process and absolutely nothing will happen. This is my order."

Everyone from here to Badak Valley communicates in the most primitive way.

"The domestic competition is too fierce. I have to find a way for the future of the company. Take our children back, and don't take them with us when we come out. At worst, we will give them to our mother."

Touching Yang Xue's cheek lovingly, Ji Donglai now sees more and more of Hu Lijuan's shadow in Yang Xue's body, maturity and stability, and concern for herself.

Knowing that he could not persuade Ji Donglai, Yang Xue could only take off the personal amulet and put it on Ji Donglai, then reluctantly got in the car and headed to the Tajik capital.

Ji Donglai walked all the way through the Buck Valley, passed through various broken roads, and entered a hidden mountain village at dark under the joint escort of the US army and local armed forces. The more he entered, the more frightened Ji Donglai became. The roads in the village were full of potholes, and a lot of the soil was newly laid. It could be seen that this place had been severely bombed, and it was recently.

Most of the buildings in the village have collapsed. A few people at the entrance of the village were hiding in the collapsed buildings. When they saw the car approaching, they immediately came over with loaded guns and ammunition to check. From under the car to the load inside, everyone’s identity needs to be verified.

"He's getting off!"

Ji Donglai was with Ran Bo and a group of bodyguards. The guard pointed at Ran Bo and several bodyguards and said loudly. Ran Bo's eyes narrowed.

"It's okay, you just wait here for us, there won't be any danger!"

Patting Ran Bo's arm, Ji Donglai signaled everyone not to be nervous. Then Ran Bo reluctantly got out of the car with a group of bodyguards and guarded the village entrance, keeping vigilant eyes on every move in the village.

To Ji Donglai's surprise, the car passed through the village and went directly to the mountain. Then he turned off the car lights. Ji Donglai couldn't see anything anymore. The car turned off the engine and was pulled forward by the donkeys in front.

"My guest, please get out of the car."

The car turned a few corners, and the door was opened in the scattered lights. What came face to face was an old man with white hair wrapped in a bun. He put one hand on his chest and saluted Ji Donglai.

"Hello, I'm Ji Donglai. I'm sorry to bother you so late."

Ji Donglai and his translator hurriedly got out of the car, fear showing on their faces.

Ji Donglai was frightened when he was led by the old man into a cave-like place.

The room is covered with local carpets, a treatment only given to the most distinguished guests when they come. Local grapes, naan bread, hand-made mutton, and local specialties are served.

This is already the best food that this barren country can provide to entertain guests. The old man personally brought a piece of naan to Ji Donglai.

"Thank you Chief!"

It was not until this time that Ji Donglai learned that the chief's name was Amir, and that he was now fifty-five years old. He was a student of the Amin government's military academy. Due to the invasion of the former Soviet Union, the old man left the military academy and returned to the village to organize the whole family to fight against the invasion.

This was once a proud nation, and it still is now, but as asymmetric warfare continues, this pride is being shaken as relatives are gradually killed in battle.

"I'm sorry for the late reminder. My phone has an anti-eavesdropping device. I discovered the eavesdropping and alerted your son. They were probably locked by then. I'm really sorry."

Ji Donglai mistakenly thought that the people talking to him were Amir's two sons. The translator hurriedly expressed Ji Donglai's words. Amir shook his head and output them to the translator.

"The chief said that he was not his son. His son died fighting to snatch the bodies of these two men. These two young men were called by the old chief to come back from abroad to join the struggle. They are expats!"

"Uh……"

Hearing what the translator said, Ji Donglai kept a mouthful of naan in his mouth for a long time without chewing it, and his respect for the old chief welled up in his heart, as if he had seen the old soldier from Gansu.

(End of this chapter)