Chapter 316: Guerrillas
Although Wu Song and Han Qianxue found a cultivation method on superpowers from the temple of the Three Kingdoms, at present, how to learn it, the two of them had no clue, so they had to put it aside for the time being.
"When are you going to go to Ah Vice?" asked Han Qianxue.
According to Wu Song's plan, a certain peak located in the Hindu Kush Mountains of Abu Han will be his next target.
Wu Song smashed the information in his hand, and said with a slight wry smile: "Although we found this from the temple of the Three Kingdoms, whether we can learn it or not, I am not sure at all now." ”
He looked out the window: "So, I have to go as soon as possible, and try my luck somewhere else to see if I can find something that works for me." ”
Han Qianxue frowned: "We all know that Ah Vicehan's place is not peaceful, although there are no large-scale battles now, but there are always sporadic conflicts, if you can wait for a while......"
Wu Song interrupted her: "No, I can't wait any longer!"
"The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, I'll go!"
Han Qianxue looked at Wu Song and sighed: "Okay, I have to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman." ”
Wu Song pulled her hand to his mouth and kissed it with a smile: "This is obviously 'husband and wife', how can you say so much!"
Han Qianxue glared at him with a red face, the two of them laughed for a while, agreed on the time of departure, and Wu Song left the Longyan headquarters.
Back at the Zhong family, Wu Song teased his precious son for a while, remembering that Han Qianxue told him that the world was not peaceful.
He called several women together and told them that they must cultivate diligently every day, especially Hinata Sakura, Su Yao, and Tang Xue.
These three women, one is a martial arts genius who is rare in the island country for a hundred years, one is a saintess of the Gu Sect, and the other is a disciple of the Tang Sect, all of whom have unique skills.
Although there may still be some distance from those top masters, if they can practice diligently, and have their own guidance, even if they encounter sudden dangers, they can deal with it.
Several of the women looked at him with such a serious look and asked why they were suddenly asked of them in such a way.
Wu Song told them what Han Qianxue had told him, that aliens were approaching the earth, that aliens had begun to launch sporadic attacks on humans, and so on.
Several women don't have much contact with Han Qianxue, but they still appreciate her cool appearance.
Of course, they also knew that she was a staff member in an important department of the State.
They still believe in what she says.
Seeing several women gathered together and chattering, how they were going to strengthen their cultivation from tomorrow, Wu Song smiled with relief.
After a day of rest at home, Wu Song prepared to go to Ah Vicehan.
Given the situation in Ah Vicehan, he had no choice but to go to Baki Sitan first and then divert to go there.
When he was waiting for Han Qianxue to go with him in the airport hall, he received a call from her.
She was now on her way to an important mission, and there was no way to accompany him to Ah Vicehan anymore.
To be honest, Wu Song didn't want his beloved woman to accompany him to such a dangerous place.
It's just that, just like the last time I went to the Three Kingdoms with Han Qianxue, although I went to the depths of the rainforest, a wild place, but the two of them talked along the way, and occasionally had a little ambiguity, which can be regarded as a joy in the bitterness.
Now let him go alone to the place where the birds don't, to be honest, he is not mentally prepared.
The sweet voice of the customer service sounded in the airport, reminding the passengers to go to the boarding gate to prepare for ticket checking, and in desperation, Wu Song had to start this lonely journey alone.
Baji Sitan is a country that seems to be poor on the whole, Wu Song didn't have the heart to play alone, so after getting off the plane, he found a hotel that seemed to be okay, stayed for a night, and went to Ah Vicehan early the next morning.
It was only when he entered the territory of Avicehan that he felt the heavy damage that the war had brought to the country.
Houses destroyed by shells, dense bullet holes in the walls, guerrillas carrying AKs in sight, and pickup trucks with heavy machine guns behind the cars speeding past him.
All of this is a reminder to the world that this is a country that was at war not so long ago, and that the flames of war are still burning!
Wu Song is a native of Longhua, and thanks to the country's policies, the local people are more friendly to the people of Longhua, and he has also been stained.
Just over 20 minutes ago, he was sitting in a dilapidated truck and was heading to his destination when he saw a red flag fluttering not far away.
According to the passengers on the same road, it was a company set up by Long Huaguo in Avicehan.
In the evening, Wu Song stopped in a small village, not far from the site of his expedition, the Tiri Jemir peak in the Hindu Kush.
He found a place in the village and, after paying a few bills, was given a room to sleep in, and a free dinner.
He was drinking sour potato soup and eating hard naan while chatting with a middle-aged man.
When the middle-aged man heard that he was a college student from Longhua Kingdom—Wu Song wanted to brag that he was a scientist, but he was too young to be believed—and went to Tiri Jemir Peak to do geological exploration, he shook his head in a hurry.
"No! it's too dangerous!"
He raised his hands and made a shooting gesture: "There are bad guys, they will definitely kill you!"
"But I'm from Longhuaguo, and when I was on the road, I saw a construction site in Longhuaguo, and they were very safe. ”
Wu Song felt that this middle-aged man was exaggerating.
The middle-aged man explained to him: "There is an agreement, and the construction site of the Longhua people is protected by the army. ”
He pointed out the window: "And Tiri Jemir is different, no one can manage that place, where only the gun is the most important partner!"
Wu Song pursed his lips and said disapprovingly to the middle-aged man.
The sun re-illuminated the world, Wu Song stepped out of the low house, he waved his hand to the middle-aged man who was still dissuading him from going to Tiri Jemir Peak, and went on his own way.
Along the way, almost all of them were yellow.
The yellow soil, the yellow houses, the half-dead yellow trees, and the sporadic gunshots in the distance make people feel very depressed.
With a height of more than 7,000 meters, Tiri Jemir is a steep mountain, with snow at the highest point of the peak.
Wu Song climbed up the mountain.
Although he was a little unimpressed with what the middle-aged man said, he didn't take it lightly, and he was careful along the way, not wanting to cause unnecessary trouble.
Sure enough, halfway up the mountain, he spotted a moving figure.
The men wore a variety of different costumes, with the exception of assault rifles that hung over their shoulders to identify them.
Guerrillas!
Wu Song hid behind a large rock, silently observing the guerrillas a few hundred meters away.
The guerrillas occupied a dilapidated monastery halfway up the mountain, the site of which was left behind by the invasion of the Han Dynasty in the 19th century.
And it was in this monastery that what Wu Song wanted to find was hidden.
The reason why Ah Vicehan is called the "graveyard of the empire" is of course related to the special geographical location and national conditions of this country, but it is more because of the people of Ah Vicehan.
From the very beginning of the founding of the Avice-Han Dynasty, the people of this country have constantly resisted the rule of foreign people, and the perennial war has created a martial and aggressive character of this nation.
Not to mention, when Su Mao attacked Ah Vicehan, it lasted ten years, cost tens of billions, and killed more than 50,000 people, and finally returned to his hometown in disgrace.
A few years ago, in the name of "anti-terrorism", the country sent troops to invade Afghanistan, but it still did not dare to claim that it had won a military victory.
From the encounter between the two empires, it can also be seen that the guerrillas of Ah Vicehan are very strong.
Wu Song admires such a person who is willing to endure hardships and even shed blood and sacrifice in order to defend the country.
As it darkened, he began to move.
Relying on his keen sense of hearing and smell, he quietly bypassed the sentinels hiding in the shadows, whether it was the subtle breathing of the guerrillas, or the smell of cumin or tobacco from their bodies, they could not escape Wu Song's senses.
He passed through the outskirts of the partisans and entered the monastery.
Despite the dilapidation of the monastery, its layout can be largely seen.
In the middle of the monastery is a small church, and behind the church, several buildings are built against the hill.
These buildings can be used as a place to rest and as a temporary fortress in the event of an enemy attack.
The church was almost completely destroyed, and it is no wonder that the religion of the Ajihan people is irreconcilably contradictory to the religion of the Yin Guoyan, and it is strange that they would keep the statues of God, the Virgin Mary, and the cross.
The two guerrillas were talking as they lazily walked past Wu Song's hiding place.
Taking advantage of their backs to him, Wu Song quickly threw himself behind a low wall, and then slowly entered the building behind the church under the cover of night.
It looks inconspicuous from the outside, but when you enter the inside of the house, you can realize that there is a lot of space here.
Compared to the ruined churches outside, these houses are not bad, at least they can be inhabited.
Wu Song stalked around the room.
A staircase appeared in front of him.
Seeing that there was no one around, he tiptoed up.
Outside the stairs was a hallway, and in a room at the end of the corridor, a muffled voice could be heard.
Wu Song calmed down and listened to the conversation coming from the room.
"You still want to quibble!" a man shouted, as he slapped something into the crackle.
"Look at it, your passport has already stated that you are from the moldy country!"
"I'm a civilian of the mold country!" a woman's voice rang out, "It's not a military personnel, you have to figure this out!"
A man laughed strangely: "Ha, you were soldiers when you held a gun, put down the gun and say that you are a civilian, funny, haha, it's funny!"
"You can't fool us!" the man roared, "A single woman who dares to climb Tiri Jemir and sneak into the monastery to approach us, aren't you an intelligence officer of the moldy countrymen?"
"Are you pigs!" In a fit of rage, the woman made a fatal mistake.