The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

Dao Feng with a bruised nose and swollen face widened his eyes when he saw Zhao Ziyang who looked like a normal person.After being surprised, he immediately showed excitement on his face, a bit like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

"Special forces! Special forces! I'm here, I'm here!" Dao Feng yelled at Zhao Ziyang, forced a way out of the Taliban soldiers, and ran towards Zhao Ziyang excitedly.

The Taliban soldiers holding the blades got a signal from the leader and let him run forward.The situation is very clear. The captured American knew this Chinese special soldier, and they might be comrades in arms.

"Oh my God, it's great to meet you, God bless, Amen!" Dao Feng chanted repeatedly, and after feeling Mohammed's eyes, he immediately changed the object of prayer: "Allah is above, Allah is long live!"

There is only one God in the eyes of Islamic Muslims: Allah.Therefore, the gods of other beliefs are false gods, only the omnipotent God Allah.

"Why do you look like this?" Zhao Ziyang looked at Dao Feng's cheek that was about to be beaten into a pig's head with some amusement, and stretched out his hand to untie him.

Dao Feng, whose body was free, stretched his stiff arms vigorously, took a deep breath, and his eyes were full of sorrow.

"Hey, don't mention it." Dao Feng stared at the Taliban soldiers with some resentment, and said to Zhao Ziyang: "After I escaped from Grishke, I ran towards the Taliban camp, and I ran into these guys after I took it. Of course, I It's very civilized, but who knew they would beat me to death after they tied me up, it's really barbaric!"

After hearing Dao Feng's resentment, Zhao Ziyang understood what was going on: Dao Feng was looking for the Taliban, met Taliban soldiers, and was caught voluntarily surrendering without others knowing him.Who knew that he would be beaten up in exchange for surrender, and these soldiers didn't know who he was.

The Taliban hate the Americans and the British most. The captured American soldiers will be beheaded in public, and the captured American female soldiers will generally be held in rotation. U.S. military dialogue.

"How about others?" Zhao Ziyang's eyes flashed with anxiety.

"It's all protruding, but the direction is different." Dao Feng gently touched his swollen lips and said to Zhao Ziyang.

"That's good." Zhao Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling in his heart: it is a huge irony that the once powerful lurker mercenary group now depends on the Taliban to survive.

But it's best if nothing happens. Under the mutual contact of the Taliban, they will reunite and remain strong.The frustration is only temporary, and you will always encounter such a situation in the future.

After a brief introduction to Muhammad, several people walked into Muhammad's room and with the help of Muhammad, they communicated outwards.The good news is that the teammates in other Taliban armed forces were quickly contacted, but they tried to contact the base but could not get in touch anyway.

If you can't get in touch, you have to give up, and these players can only get together first.

After liaising with the Taliban's high-level officials, the identities of Zhao Ziyang and Dao Feng were confirmed, and his attitude immediately changed again, treating them as honored guests.

"Mr. Special Forces, Mr. Dao Feng, I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry..." Muhammad apologized to the two, with a very humble attitude, looking at Dao Feng's broken face in embarrassment.

For Muhammad, he only belongs to the middle-level commander of the Taliban, and has only low-key points in front of the lurkers.This is because the Lurker exists in a very special way. It is a powerful military force and at the same time it is an ally recognized by the Taliban.

This, like Al Qaeda, is an unbreakable ally.This is inseparable from the lurker's purpose of serving third world countries forever. Without the belief of the Black Hawk and the mercenary group, they would not have the friendship of the Taliban.

"It's okay, it's okay, we still want to thank Commander Mohammed for saving our lives." Zhao Ziyang said to Mohammed with a smile, patted him on the shoulder and said: "I hope that we can go to the southern desert as soon as possible Converge with other teammates, and the US military's campaign against you will be carried out when the Norwegian army arrives."

"Okay, I will arrange it as soon as possible!" Muhammad nodded bluntly. This matter is a major event at present. The southern Taliban headquarters has already explained something, and he dare not neglect it.

Obedience, the Taliban's troops have a very strong sense of obedience, which is stronger than that of any country's troops in the world, although they seem to be scattered and do not look like a regular army.But they have something that other countries' armies don't have, and that is faith.

Under the domination of discipline and common beliefs, every soldier is the most loyal follower of Omar, and all soldiers who dare to disobey will be brutally killed as heretics, and the entire family will be expelled.Therefore, the Taliban soldiers have a very strong sense of obedience, and everyone from top to bottom is afraid of the cruelty of religion.

"Hey, do you have any more apples?" The little wild cat, who was sitting on the chair, asked Mohammed loudly, and threw an apple core away.

This little girl is comfortable, she doesn't think about anything, doesn't ask about anything, she should eat, drink, and be carefree.

A Taliban soldier heard this and hurried to find an apple to satisfy the wild cat's mouth.

"Little lover?" Dao Feng raised his eyebrows at Zhao Ziyang.

"By the way, don't you want to learn Chinese Kung Fu? This little wild cat is at the level of a master." Zhao Ziyang pointed at the little wild cat with a porcelain doll face, and said to Dao Feng temptingly.

"Really?" Dao Feng's eyes lit up, and he immediately curled his lips and said: "Special soldier, you can just cheat people out, I don't believe that such a little girl is a master."

"Have I ever lied to you?" Zhao Ziyang showed an impatient expression.

Seeing Zhao Ziyang's expression, Dao Feng's eyes lit up again, and he walked towards the little wild cat with a smile, intending to try it out first.

At this time, Mohammed looked at Zhao Ziyang with an expression of wanting to say something, but felt embarrassed to say it.

"Commander Mohammed, I want to visit your camp." Zhao Ziyang smiled and made a proposal.

This proposal made Muhammad very happy, and he immediately led the way and led Zhao Ziyang to visit their camp.

It was evening, and the Taliban guerrillas who had gone out had already returned. They either stayed in the cave dwelling and chatted and spanked, or lay on their backs lazily on the mountain with their guns in their hands, enjoying the comfort brought by the sunset.

"These are the most outstanding fighters in our jihad. They have experienced one battle after another, and everyone has the scars of honor." Muhammad pointed to the Taliban soldiers under him and proudly said to Zhao Ziyang talking.

But Zhao Ziyang couldn't see where the excellence of these fighters was. Perhaps the excellence in his eyes was different from the excellence in the eyes of the Afghans.

"Very good fighters, this is the pride of your Islam." Zhao Ziyang praised these fighters against his will.

Seemingly seeing through Zhao Ziyang's thoughts, Mohammad pointed at a soldier and yelled a few times in the local dialect.

Hearing Muhammad's voice, the soldier immediately stood up, his eyes full of determination, he roared loudly without hesitation and rushed forward, rushing towards the mountains and forests to the south.

For this soldier's actions, Zhao Ziyang felt a little inexplicable, but what happened next shocked him completely, and he had to admit that these were indeed a group of the most outstanding fighters in the world.

There was a "boom" explosion, and the body of the soldier who ran to the south mountain was blown to the ground by a landmine, and his legs were blown off from the knees.

But it wasn't over yet, the soldier continued to crawl forward with both hands enduring the pain until he touched another landmine.

"boom!"

The landmine exploded under the soldier's chest, lifting the soldier's entire body by dozens of centimeters, and then fell heavily without making any sound.

Shock filled Zhao Ziyang's eyes, what he saw was not a soldier, but a perverted belief.Under the belief, these Taliban soldiers can throw away their names at any time. They have no self and no purpose of living. What they have is only faith and loyalty.

If such a soldier is not outstanding, what kind of soldier is outstanding?Any country with such soldiers will never be defeated, because they have a common belief and are willing to do anything for the common belief!

"You are the most outstanding fighters!" Zhao Ziyang said in a heartfelt and sincere voice, the shock still remaining in his eyes.

Perverted beliefs and perverted commanders often create a force that no one can defeat.Today is a minefield without hesitation, and tomorrow you can use your body to fill up the enemy's tanks.

But this is the tragedy of human nature, who has no thoughts of his own.

But if one day these soldiers have their own thoughts, then the Taliban will usher in a storm of destruction.

"Yes, they are the best fighters!" Mohammad's eyes were full of enthusiasm, and it could be seen that he was also ready to devote himself at any time.

At this moment, there was a loud buzzing sound in the distance, and a plane flew over from the distant sky.

In Afghanistan, where the air supremacy is completely in the hands of the US military, you don't even need to think about it to know that this is a US military aircraft.

Seeing the planes in the sky, the Taliban soldiers panicked.

"Air strike! Air strike!..."

Taliban soldiers drilled into the cave one after another to avoid the coming bombing.At this moment, the enthusiasm in Muhammad's eyes disappeared, replaced by fear.

"Mr. Special Forces, let's retreat to the cave." Muhammad suggested.

But Zhao Ziyang acted as if he didn't hear it, and looked up at the US military plane flying over with his hands behind his back, without any fear in his eyes.

"Mohammad, don't be afraid, it's okay." Zhao Ziyang's calm voice came out, revealing a strong confidence.

These words seemed to have a great soothing effect, making Muhammad, who was in panic, much more stable, he stuck to Zhao Ziyang and looked at the plane in the sky.

He is the leader and must remain calm.But he knew that his composure was brought to him by the Chinese beside him, subconsciously he believed Zhao Ziyang's words, and the other party's self-confidence was something he had never seen before.

The plane flew over the station in an instant, flying far east in the eyes of everyone.No bombs, no raids, just a blip.

But this little episode made Mohammad admire Zhao Ziyang five-body cast, he now believes that the other party is the strongest mercenary.

The soldiers rushed out in an instant, holding their rifles high and shouting, their eyes were full of fanaticism, and the target of their fanaticism was their leader and Zhao Ziyang.

This is the bravest, best, and best fighter, and few people can do it.

"Mohammad." Zhao Ziyang called Mohammed, turned to him and said, "Arrange someone to take us to the southern desert overnight, as soon as possible."

"Yes!" Mohammed nodded immediately, watching Zhao Ziyang strode towards his cave with admiration on his face.

As for what he wanted to say to Zhao Ziyang, he put it aside, he knew that his prestige had risen again, and Allah would always be by his side.

"Special soldiers, we have to leave quickly. The reconnaissance plane must have taken pictures just now, and this place will be attacked by bombers soon." Seeing Zhao Ziyang walking in, Dao Feng jumped to his side.

The house looked particularly messy, the little wild cat continued to gnaw on the apple, and a few copper coins were embedded in the ground, only a small part was exposed.It seems that Dao Feng was frightened by the little wild cat, so that he regarded Zhao Ziyang as a savior.

"I have already asked, and I will send us away immediately." Zhao Ziyang nodded, a little amused in his heart.

He wouldn't tell Mohammed that it was a reconnaissance plane. If it was a bomber, he, Zhao Ziyang, would be the first to hide in the cave.

But this reconnaissance plane came at the right time, and his cool actions would make these Taliban worship him.These people are barbaric, simple, and admire the strong. Zhao Ziyang's actions will undoubtedly be religiousized by them.

This is a group of devout Islamic believers who will always bring things to Allah.

Things went well, and the three of Zhao Ziyang were immediately arranged to go to the southern desert overnight.When leaving, Mohammad gave the three people a bag of compressed biscuits seized from the US military to express their gratitude.

Zhao Ziyang and Dao Feng laughed wryly, the compressed biscuits they ate were perfect dry food for the Taliban, it was hard to turn down their hospitality.The good thing is that the kitten dropped the apple and became interested in the biscuits.

The three, escorted by several Taliban soldiers, headed towards the Taliban headquarters in the southern desert, where they joined other members of the Lurkers who were also going there to continue the Lurker battle.