In order to deal with Zhao Xuanji and them, Daoud can be regarded as fighting.

No way, he is just a Turkish warlord of a small country after all. Although he has always been arrogant and indulgent, he knows that it will definitely be uncomfortable to offend a big country. Even if China does not export war to the outside world, if it is really provoked, there will always be many means for you*.

For example, last time, Daoud accepted and protected several important criminals who were pursued by China, that is, Niu Hualin and Zhang Wei, and imprisoned 10 scientists at the same time.

In short, there will always be a way to deal with you. If it weren't for the fact that the task was too tempting, and that there was another superpower, the United States, behind him, Daoud would not have dared to be so presumptuous.

At this time, Daoud sat angrily in the large chair of his headquarters, staring at a map like a falcon, motionless.

Wearing a somewhat old military uniform, the three generals on the epaulettes are eye-catching. This is the rank of Duranny's national regular army, and the treatment given to him is quite high, because the commanders of the other armies are all lieutenant generals.

At the rank of army commander, only he and Hariri enjoy the treatment of generals.

Daoud's face looked a little old, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked a little haggard lately. His hair was a little fluffy and gray, which made him look a little tired.

He is an old man who is nearly 60 years old, and he is also a hero who has galloped across the country of Durrani for 30 years. Since the army of Lao Maozi withdrew here, he began to rebel, and has experienced many wars one after another, growing step by step from a small group of bandits to today's number one warlord. Then he accepted the reorganization of the government army and became a serious general.

Now he was staring at the map, and a small stick was gesturing on the route Zhao Xuanji was traveling.

"Is Hassan back?" said Daoud, snorting in a thick, nasal voice.

A middle-aged officer who looked like a staff officer next to him stood up straight and said, "There is still an hour to report here." ”

"Don't let him come, take his cubs directly to Peacock King City. Search for these four people on the periphery first, I suspect that it will be difficult for us to find these guys with an additional battalion. ”

The staff officer immediately responded, but then cautiously asked, "But...... That area is not big, there is our 512 regiment in front, and there is a battalion and a company in the back, and if only four people are searched, the troops involved are too large. ”

Daoud shook his head slowly, but he was not as grumpy as the outside world rumored. Of course, there is another reason, the lieutenant colonel's staff officer and secretary is his own nephew.

"Knowing that our army is searching for Murong Qianli, the Chinese side has only sent four people, how capable do you think these four people will be? Moreover, these guys traveled through the entire corridor and kidnapped our colonel in front of eight hundred soldiers, which is definitely not human. Only a hound-like guy like Hassan is their opponent. ”

The staff officer nodded.

Daoud continued: "Make another arrangement to pass the news to Mr. Pang in that mountain area. He is a master of Chinese martial arts, let's see if you know the identities of these people who came today. ”

Mr. Pang, naturally, refers to Pang Jianxun. This old man was still chasing and killing Murong Qianli and Xiaoshu in the mountains, and he was really resolute enough.

"It's just that Mr. Pang is walking through the mountains, and it is inconvenient to contact them for a while. ”

Daoud nodded slightly, did not speak, grabbed a military hat and put it on his head, and walked straight out of the headquarters.

The staff officer in the back followed closely, and from the direction of travel, it was roughly guessed that Uncle Daoud must have gone to meet the three Chinese guests.

The young staff officer knew that his uncle actually hated these three men. But because they were secret employees of Oakson, who in turn was an important military aid partner of Daoud's Fifth Army, the uncle had to protect the three Chinese.

Niu Hualin, Zhang Wei, Lin Yuxi.

And now they are three "international refugees" who have been displaced here.

In a seemingly ordinary barracks room, Daoud came to the door. Inside, Zhang Wei and the three of them were sitting together eating, but they obviously didn't have any appetite at all.

Mutton, mutton and mutton all day long, the level of cooking is still very poor, it seems that coming out of China, a country of food, to live anywhere for a long time is a kind of appetite torture.

The quality of the red wine and brandy was also so poor that none of the three drank much. Coincidentally, the kind of wine made by the Maralai tribe is quite suitable for everyone's taste, but the stock is only a little bit, and it has long been drunk.

No way, although Daoud is rich, he is not poor and extravagant. His money is basically spent on military spending, and his material comforts are almost floating clouds. It is quite an exception to be able to provide Zhang Wei with these things every day.

In fact, Niu Hualin and Zhang Wei are fine, but they are bitter and bitter for Lin Yuxi, a big wave girl. This half-old lady is a spendthrift at home, and all enjoyment is extremely luxurious. It's a good thing, it's like going to jail to come here, and the dry air outside and the violent sunlight make this delicate rich woman even more unbearable.

"I can't stand it, I can't stand it at all!" Lin Yuxi was so angry that he threw the fork in his hand on the plate with a loud thud, "What kind of broken food, not even a green vegetable leaf!"

Zhang Wei on the side didn't say a word, and continued to eat the food on his plate, as if nothing happened. And Niu Hualin said with a smile: "You can bear with me a little bit, and you can go to the United States after a while." Recently, there has been no proper access, and the Chinese secret police have been too strict in monitoring a very few airports. ”

Seeing Lin Yuxi turn his head angrily, he continued to laugh and said, "When Murong Qianli, the great god, dies, it is estimated that those super policemen in the country will be more restrained." Moreover, he was accompanied by several warriors, all of whom were said to have fallen under the siege of General Daoud. After these people are dead, I'm afraid that even if we swagger to board the plane from Durranny's capital airport, no one will care. ”

And Zhang Wei couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "I never imagined that Murong Xiaoshu's father would be such a super big man." If I don't reveal it, I can't believe it. She is a good friend of Zhao Xuanji, no wonder Zhao Xuanji is so mysterious and secretive, and she really has a deep background. ”

"Not only are they good friends, they are concubines!" Lin Yuxi has always spoken without words, "Don't everyone in the rivers and lakes secretly call her 'sister-in-law'? Last time in the ruins of Zheng Fengxiang's pharmaceutical factory, tsk, look at the photos that came out......"

She was interested in that.

And Zhang Wei and Niu Hualin had to think about why Zhao Xuanji was so strong in the first place. They attributed the reason to Zhao Xuanji's strong background, and maybe even the secret agents of the police who broke into the circle of the business alliance or something...... In fact, it is all far-fetched.

Just then, the door opened. General Daoud would not knock on the door of any room in the barracks, and this is no exception.