The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

The two walked towards the north one after the other. Without a map, a compass, or a satellite positioning system, Zhao Ziyang could only rely on his own experience to explore the depths.

As for the little wild cat following behind, it was humming a little song, bouncing back and forth looking at the scenery, and occasionally took out an apple and gnawed a couple of bites.Occasionally, when he got up, he climbed up a big tree in two or three steps, and stepped on the branches to swipe forward.

Of course, this is not light work, but she has a very clear grasp of the flexibility of each branch, and can use the rebound force to send herself to another branch.It seems simple, but in fact it is very difficult. I am afraid that this skill alone must be practiced from a young age.

"Zhao Ziyang, I saved your life, how do you repay me?" The little wild cat caught up with Zhao Ziyang, chewing an apple and making a request to Zhao Ziyang.

"A gentleman should not repay you with kindness." Zhao Ziyang, who was looking for traces on the forest floor, had no time to pay attention to her, and threw out such a sentence directly.

"Hee hee... I'm not a gentleman, I'm a little girl." The little wild cat grinned, and said eagerly: "Why don't you let me join your mercenary group, and I'll take it as your repayment, a gentleman has a kindness If you don’t report it, you’re not doing good.”

"No." Zhao Ziyang rejected Little Wild Cat's request straight away, feeling a sense of loss in his heart: join?Lurkers don't know if there are any...

The sense of loss, Zhao Ziyang is sure that this is a sense of loss, like suddenly losing his home.

The vampire-like Pandora, the most noisy blade, the straightforward Omo, the perverted Mandala, the serious scytheman... These faces flashed in front of Zhao Ziyang one by one, including Si, who had always been at odds with him. wat.

It seems that these people have inadvertently occupied my heart, and the subconscious mind has recognized that they are comrades in arms who can block each other's bullets on the battlefield.

"If..." Zhao Ziyang stopped and said to the little wild cat with a bitter mouth, "If possible, I will recommend it to the leader."

The head of the regiment, Black Hawk, the calm and arrogant leader, is probably being tortured by the US military.For Black Eagle, Zhao Ziyang respected him from the bottom of his heart. His demeanor was very similar to that of the captain who died in battle, and he was an absolutely excellent commander.

The most important thing is the belief of the leader Black Eagle, which Zhao Ziyang admires.It's just that he never thought that he would be betrayed by his former life and death brothers, and betrayed so thoroughly, this is deeply sad.

"Okay!" The little wild cat jumped up happily, and after flipping two somersaults lightly in the air, he stood in front of Zhao Ziyang with a blushing face and said, "Don't lie to me, don't go back on your word, or I'll run to your house to spoil you!" !"

Hearing these words, Zhao Ziyang shook his head, glanced at the little wild cat calmly, and seemed to understand something in his heart.

"Oh, toothache..." The little wild cat threw away the apple in his hand, covered his mouth, and frowned, showing pain on his face.

Eating too many apples will of course cause a toothache. Everyone knows this truth.

"Don't move!" Zhao Ziyang made a low voice, squatting down to pick up a 7.62mm rifle shell from the ground.

The shell case was shining with golden light. There was still fresh grease on the shell, and the smell of gunpowder inside was still very strong. It could be concluded that it was the shell shell of an AK rifle, and it had not been fired for a long time.

"Of course I'm not moving, you see." The little wild cat raised his hands, pouted for Zhao Ziyang with a bitter face, and made him look around in the distance.

At a distance of about 100 meters in the distance, a group of heavily armed Taliban soldiers suddenly appeared.These soldiers wore long-distance running clothes with ethnic characteristics, wrapped their faces in scarves, and pointed AK-47 rifles at the two men.

In addition, two Taliban soldiers pointed at them with individual rocket launchers and yelled at them.

The language of Afghanistan, Zhao Ziyang, can generally understand and speak a little.I used to study the official Persian language of Afghanistan in the Northwest Special Forces in order to meet the needs of some unconventional missions on the Sino-Afghanistan border.

"Hands up!" A Taliban militant issued an orderly voice to Zhao Ziyang.

Following his shout, the AK rifle in his hand swung at Zhao Ziyang, advocating the force in his hand.

"Don't shoot, I'm a mercenary." Zhao Ziyang raised his hands above his head and turned them over, indicating that he didn't have any weapons.

With a "crash", a group of Taliban militants surrounded Zhao Ziyang and Xiaoyaomao, and dozens of rifles pointed at their various parts.

With a "snap", a Taliban militant stabbed Zhao Ziyang's knee with the barrel of a gun, forcing him to kneel on the ground.

As soon as his knees softened, Zhao Ziyang stood up straight, his waist straightened, his head held high, and his face was full of arrogance.

Make him kneel?Except for Zhao Ziyang's parents, no one can bend his knees.

"You'd better treat me politely, otherwise I can't guarantee that Omar will cut off your heads." Zhao Ziyang warned the Taliban militant in a cold voice, put his hands down, put his chest against the barrel of the gun, and walked forward took a step.

Omar is the almost god-like leader of the Taliban militants, and no one dares to disobey him.Omar was the first to devote himself to the jihad against Russian aggression. He started as a rocket launcher and was extremely brave in battle. He once set a glorious record of destroying four Russian tanks in one battle.He was wounded four times and lost his right eye in a battle. He was later promoted to deputy commander of the Islamic Revolutionary Army, known as the one-eyed general.

After the Soviet Union withdrew its troops, Afghanistan fell into a melee of warlords. Unwilling to be mediocre, Omar recruited students from Islamic schools in the Kandahar refugee camp in Afghanistan to form the Taliban, an Afghan armed faction with only more than 800 people at first.

The Taliban means "religious students" in Arabic. The Taliban chanted slogans of eradicating warlords, rebuilding the country, opposing corruption, and restoring business, which won the hearts of the people.Many commanders in southern Afghanistan have joined him, gradually developing the Taliban into the largest armed faction in the country.

In March 1996, more than 3 Pashtun mullahs from all over Afghanistan gathered in Kandahar, held a two-week consultation meeting, and unanimously elected Omar as "Emir", which means the leader of believers. A grand religious ceremony was held on April 1500, establishing Omar's position as the supreme leader of the Taliban movement.

Omar was chosen as the leader not because of his political and military talents, but because of his piety and belief in Islam.

In September of the same year, the Taliban captured Kabul and quickly occupied 9% of the country's land, establishing the Taliban regime. Omar became the supreme leader who combined political power and spiritual leadership, and all decisions were made by him.

Later, because he refused to hand over his father-in-law Osama bin Laden, the most wanted man in the United States, he was invaded by the US military and was forced to abandon the town and enter the mountains.

His power is supreme, and he is also the holy man in the hearts of the Taliban.

"Do you know our holy caliph Omar?" A Taliban leader asked Zhao Ziyang suspiciously. He made an Islamic pious gesture when addressing Omar to show his sacred respect for Omar.

"Not only do I know him, I also know that you are dealing with the encirclement and suppression of the US military." Zhao Ziyang faced the opponent's gun with a confident face, glanced at the little wild cat who was also held by the gun and said: "You are conducting a holy war. We're fighting a battle of faith, and maybe you've heard of the lurker mercenaries who've been helping you, which I am."

"Nonsense!" The Taliban leader yelled angrily, "The lurkers are our closest allies, and they are extremely powerful. You are Japanese, how could you be a lurker?"

"Bah!" Zhao Ziyang spat heavily, straightened his waist even more, and said proudly, "I'm Chinese!"

When he heard the word Chinese, the Taliban leader's facial expression eased a lot immediately.Their enemy is the United States, China is their friend to some extent, and the Chinese government is friendly, at least they think so.

Seeing the other party's expression, Zhao Ziyang let out a hearty laugh.He tore off the soldier badge around his neck to let the other party take a look, and then took the little wild cat to stride forward.

"Lead the way ahead, otherwise we will delay our sniper attack on the Norwegian reinforcements. I'm afraid you can't afford this responsibility."

Zhao Ziyang's incomparable arrogance confused the Taliban leader. He had only heard of lurkers, so how could he recognize the lurker's soldier card.Besides, the lurkers only carry out the task after accepting the task, and don't meet them face to face at all.

With the victories of battles, as the leader, he knew a little bit, but only a little bit.

Jihad is extremely important. The Taliban leader led Zhao Ziyang and Xiaoyemao to the station.But the guns kept pointing at the two of them, without any relaxation.

"Hey, Zhao Ziyang, you are a real man, shall we ask for help?" The little wild cat suggested to Zhao Ziyang in a low voice, eager to try.

"Hush..." Zhao Ziyang whispered to her with a mysterious face: "I lied to them, once there is a fight, you will run as far as you can, and don't come to Afghanistan to play if you have nothing to do in the future."

The little wild cat suddenly showed anger when she heard this sentence, she pinched Zhao Ziyang fiercely, and said angrily: "You want to trick me away? Don't think about it, this girl is relying on you!"

"Hahahaha..." Zhao Ziyang let out a burst of laughter, which made the Taliban militants puzzled.

In fact, no one knows the pain in Zhao Ziyang's heart. Originally, it was just a not-so-difficult task, but the development of the task has completely out of control.

The entire lurkers were completely dispersed, and they were caught in a huge crisis about to destroy the group. How could they continue the mission?

Right now, I can only take one step at a time. After entering the station, try to contact Seth immediately to confirm the identity and look for other lurker mercenaries.

I am afraid that the mission will not be able to continue unless the leader is rescued.They can throw away credibility, but they will not throw away any comrades in arms.The two walked towards the north one after the other. Without a map, a compass, or a satellite positioning system, Zhao Ziyang could only rely on his own experience to explore the depths.

As for the little wild cat following behind, it was humming a little song, bouncing back and forth looking at the scenery, and occasionally took out an apple and gnawed a couple of bites.Occasionally, when he got up, he climbed up a big tree in two or three steps, and stepped on the branches to swipe forward.

Of course, this is not light work, but she has a very clear grasp of the flexibility of each branch, and can use the rebound force to send herself to another branch.It seems simple, but in fact it is very difficult. I am afraid that this skill alone must be practiced from a young age.

"Zhao Ziyang, I saved your life, how do you repay me?" The little wild cat caught up with Zhao Ziyang, chewing an apple and making a request to Zhao Ziyang.

"A gentleman should not repay you with kindness." Zhao Ziyang, who was looking for traces on the forest floor, had no time to pay attention to her, and threw out such a sentence directly.

"Hee hee... I'm not a gentleman, I'm a little girl." The little wild cat grinned, and said eagerly: "Why don't you let me join your mercenary group, and I'll take it as your repayment, a gentleman has a kindness If you don’t report it, you’re not doing good.”

"No." Zhao Ziyang rejected Little Wild Cat's request straight away, feeling a sense of loss in his heart: join?Lurkers don't know if there are any...

The sense of loss, Zhao Ziyang is sure that this is a sense of loss, like suddenly losing his home.

The vampire-like Pandora, the most noisy blade, the straightforward Omo, the perverted Mandala, the serious scytheman... These faces flashed in front of Zhao Ziyang one by one, including Si, who had always been at odds with him. wat.

It seems that these people have inadvertently occupied my heart, and the subconscious mind has recognized that they are comrades in arms who can block each other's bullets on the battlefield.

"If..." Zhao Ziyang stopped and said to the little wild cat with a bitter mouth, "If possible, I will recommend it to the leader."

The head of the regiment, Black Hawk, the calm and arrogant leader, is probably being tortured by the US military.For Black Eagle, Zhao Ziyang respected him from the bottom of his heart. His demeanor was very similar to that of the captain who died in battle, and he was an absolutely excellent commander.

The most important thing is the belief of the leader Black Eagle, which Zhao Ziyang admires.It's just that he never thought that he would be betrayed by his former life and death brothers, and betrayed so thoroughly, this is deeply sad.

"Okay!" The little wild cat jumped up happily, and after flipping two somersaults lightly in the air, he stood in front of Zhao Ziyang with a blushing face and said, "Don't lie to me, don't go back on your word, or I'll run to your house to spoil you!" !"

Hearing these words, Zhao Ziyang shook his head, glanced at the little wild cat calmly, and seemed to understand something in his heart.

"Oh, toothache..." The little wild cat threw away the apple in his hand, covered his mouth, and frowned, showing pain on his face.

Eating too many apples will of course cause a toothache. Everyone knows this truth.

"Don't move!" Zhao Ziyang made a low voice, squatting down to pick up a 7.62mm rifle shell from the ground.

The shell case was shining with golden light. There was still fresh grease on the shell, and the smell of gunpowder inside was still very strong. It could be concluded that it was the shell shell of an AK rifle, and it had not been fired for a long time.

"Of course I'm not moving, you see." The little wild cat raised his hands, pouted for Zhao Ziyang with a bitter face, and made him look around in the distance.

At a distance of about 100 meters in the distance, a group of heavily armed Taliban soldiers suddenly appeared.These soldiers wore long-distance running clothes with ethnic characteristics, wrapped their faces in scarves, and pointed AK-47 rifles at the two men.

In addition, two Taliban soldiers pointed at them with individual rocket launchers and yelled at them.

The language of Afghanistan, Zhao Ziyang, can generally understand and speak a little.I used to study the official Persian language of Afghanistan in the Northwest Special Forces in order to meet the needs of some unconventional missions on the Sino-Afghanistan border.

"Hands up!" A Taliban militant issued an orderly voice to Zhao Ziyang.

Following his shout, the AK rifle in his hand swung at Zhao Ziyang, advocating the force in his hand.

"Don't shoot, I'm a mercenary." Zhao Ziyang raised his hands above his head and turned them over, indicating that he didn't have any weapons.

With a "crash", a group of Taliban militants surrounded Zhao Ziyang and Xiaoyaomao, and dozens of rifles pointed at their various parts.

With a "snap", a Taliban militant stabbed Zhao Ziyang's knee with the barrel of a gun, forcing him to kneel on the ground.

As soon as his knees softened, Zhao Ziyang stood up straight, his waist straightened, his head held high, and his face was full of arrogance.

Make him kneel?Except for Zhao Ziyang's parents, no one can bend his knees.

"You'd better treat me politely, otherwise I can't guarantee that Omar will cut off your heads." Zhao Ziyang warned the Taliban militant in a cold voice, put his hands down, put his chest against the barrel of the gun, and walked forward took a step.

Omar is the almost god-like leader of the Taliban militants, and no one dares to disobey him.Omar was the first to devote himself to the jihad against Russian aggression. He started as a rocket launcher and was extremely brave in battle. He once set a glorious record of destroying four Russian tanks in one battle.He was wounded four times and lost his right eye in a battle. He was later promoted to deputy commander of the Islamic Revolutionary Army, known as the one-eyed general.

After the Soviet Union withdrew its troops, Afghanistan fell into a melee of warlords. Unwilling to be mediocre, Omar recruited students from Islamic schools in the Kandahar refugee camp in Afghanistan to form the Taliban, an Afghan armed faction with only more than 800 people at first.

The Taliban means "religious students" in Arabic. The Taliban chanted slogans of eradicating warlords, rebuilding the country, opposing corruption, and restoring business, which won the hearts of the people.Many commanders in southern Afghanistan have joined him, gradually developing the Taliban into the largest armed faction in the country.

In March 1996, more than 3 Pashtun mullahs from all over Afghanistan gathered in Kandahar, held a two-week consultation meeting, and unanimously elected Omar as "Emir", which means the leader of believers. A grand religious ceremony was held on April 1500, establishing Omar's position as the supreme leader of the Taliban movement.

Omar was chosen as the leader not because of his political and military talents, but because of his piety and belief in Islam.

In September of the same year, the Taliban captured Kabul and quickly occupied 9% of the country's land, establishing the Taliban regime. Omar became the supreme leader who combined political power and spiritual leadership, and all decisions were made by him.

Later, because he refused to hand over his father-in-law Osama bin Laden, the most wanted man in the United States, he was invaded by the US military and was forced to abandon the town and enter the mountains.

His power is supreme, and he is also the holy man in the hearts of the Taliban.

"Do you know our holy caliph Omar?" A Taliban leader asked Zhao Ziyang suspiciously. He made an Islamic pious gesture when addressing Omar to show his sacred respect for Omar.

"Not only do I know him, I also know that you are dealing with the encirclement and suppression of the US military." Zhao Ziyang faced the opponent's gun with a confident face, glanced at the little wild cat who was also held by the gun and said: "You are conducting a holy war. We're fighting a battle of faith, and maybe you've heard of the lurker mercenaries who've been helping you, which I am."

"Nonsense!" The Taliban leader yelled angrily, "The lurkers are our closest allies, and they are extremely powerful. You are Japanese, how could you be a lurker?"

"Bah!" Zhao Ziyang spat heavily, straightened his waist even more, and said proudly, "I'm Chinese!"

When he heard the word Chinese, the Taliban leader's facial expression eased a lot immediately.Their enemy is the United States, China is their friend to some extent, and the Chinese government is friendly, at least they think so.

Seeing the other party's expression, Zhao Ziyang let out a hearty laugh.He tore off the soldier badge around his neck to let the other party take a look, and then took the little wild cat to stride forward.

"Lead the way ahead, otherwise we will delay our sniper attack on the Norwegian reinforcements. I'm afraid you can't afford this responsibility."

Zhao Ziyang's incomparable arrogance confused the Taliban leader. He had only heard of lurkers, so how could he recognize the lurker's soldier card.Besides, the lurkers only carry out the task after accepting the task, and don't meet them face to face at all.

With the victories of battles, as the leader, he knew a little bit, but only a little bit.

Jihad is extremely important. The Taliban leader led Zhao Ziyang and Xiaoyemao to the station.But the guns kept pointing at the two of them, without any relaxation.

"Hey, Zhao Ziyang, you are a real man, shall we ask for help?" The little wild cat suggested to Zhao Ziyang in a low voice, eager to try.

"Hush..." Zhao Ziyang whispered to her with a mysterious face: "I lied to them, once there is a fight, you will run as far as you can, and don't come to Afghanistan to play if you have nothing to do in the future."

The little wild cat suddenly showed anger when she heard this sentence, she pinched Zhao Ziyang fiercely, and said angrily: "You want to trick me away? Don't think about it, this girl is relying on you!"

"Hahahaha..." Zhao Ziyang let out a burst of laughter, which made the Taliban militants puzzled.

In fact, no one knows the pain in Zhao Ziyang's heart. Originally, it was just a not-so-difficult task, but the development of the task has completely out of control.

The entire lurkers were completely dispersed, and they were caught in a huge crisis about to destroy the group. How could they continue the mission?

Right now, I can only take one step at a time. After entering the station, try to contact Seth immediately to confirm the identity and look for other lurker mercenaries.

I am afraid that the mission will not be able to continue unless the leader is rescued.They can throw away credibility, but they will not throw away any comrades in arms.