"Let's go!"

A coquettish cheer sounded, interrupting Li Yanyang's beautiful fantasy.

A group of one hundred and two people roared away in military vehicles and went straight to a small village on the border of XJ Province.

Along the road is a wide desert, Li Yanyang has lived inland for a long time, the first time he saw the desert scenery, subconsciously remembered a poem, the desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

It is so desolate that I don't know how many more people will be buried here.

After a long journey, the desert area passed, the car stopped, everyone waited quietly, Gulmila in the head car took out the binoculars, and immediately issued an order - target, the village ahead, full speed, surround!

The car all accelerated, whistling away.

Li Yanyang was slightly puzzled, just rushed over? Crazy, right?

Although he doubted, he did not give an opinion, so he could only stay quietly in the car.

A few minutes later, all the cars rushed around the village, forming a circle of encirclement.

"Get out of the car, combat state!"

Another order came out, everyone got out of the car, Li Yanyang jumped out of the car, picked up the sniper rifle, and looked confused, if there is an enemy who will not become a target?

Because they are right around the village, twenty meters ahead is the village!

A group of fighters hula cheered out of the car, then pointed their guns inward, pointing at the village.

Although many houses in this village are made of red bricks, the yards are still fenced, this kind of fence Li Yanyang has never seen in the rural areas of Northeast China, and his impression is that it is only in old TV dramas, but I didn't expect it to be so primitive here.

It is said to be a village, but it is actually only about 200 households, which is about the same size as a tunzi in my godfather's hometown.

At this moment, the people in the village obviously found this group of soldiers roaring over, with tattered clothes and gray faces, looking at everyone in a daze, with a little horror and doubt in their expressions.

At this time, Li Yanyang heard a familiar voice, familiar with the timbre, as for the content, I couldn't understand it at all, it was Gulimira who spoke, and it was Uyghur that spoke.

Gurgling......

spoke quickly and said a lot, but Li Yanyang obviously felt that Gulmila was a lot gentler, like a group of family members on a blind date.

Sure enough, as she spoke, Li Yanyang felt that the faces of a group of blind dates were much soothed, but they all looked a little nervous.

Gulmila spoke for a long time, and then after a while, an old man who looked to be in his seventies stepped forward.

"Whoa," said ......the old man.

Gulmila walked up with a smile, shook the old man's hand, and said in Uyghur: "Hello Maimaiti village chief, we are the Chinese People's Liberation Army, there are terrorists who have kidnapped the village thirty kilometers away, we are going to destroy them and save the villagers, I need your cooperation." ”

The old man nodded nervously and cautiously: "Child, what do you need us to do, you can say." ”

Gulmila said, "Please gather all the people in the village in one place, I have something to say." ”

"Okay!" the village chief didn't hesitate, and turned to leave.

"Maimaiti Village Chief, you don't have to go, I have equipment here, just shout. Gulmila said and pulled the village chief of Mamaiti to the side of the car, took out a loudspeaker equipment and put it on the roof of the car, and then took out a hand-held calling microphone, handed it to the village chief of Maimaiti, and said: "You let everyone gather here, and at the same time tell everyone not to close the door of the house, we are afraid that there are terrorists to place things, for everyone's safety, we have to search one by one, so that everyone can rest assured, the people's fighters will not take everyone's things, please rest assured." ”

The village chief hesitated slightly, but still didn't say anything, picked up Gulmila's microphone and shouted.

"Listen, the PLA soldiers have a mission need, and there have been terrorists rampant in the vicinity recently, for everyone's safety, please come to the south entrance of the village and keep the door of your home, so that the PLA comrades can check the danger!"

After Maimaiti finished speaking, he handed the microphone to Gulmila.

Gulmila said hard work, and then shouted in Chinese: "Assault a group, two groups, and three groups to surround the village, and if you find that the people have left the village, they will be arrested immediately, and the others will gather!"

Groups, two, and three scattered one after another, evenly spaced apart, enclosing the village.

Li Yanyang was puzzled, and saw a group of blind dates coming from all directions, with doubts, and finally all gathered behind the village chief, and then looked at this side silently.

After nearly half an hour, Gulmila saw that no one was coming, and shouted again in Chinese: "The assault team is prepared in four groups, five groups, six groups, seven groups, and eight groups, and conducts a carpet search, and does not let go of houses, fences, chicken pens, cattle pens, and pigsties, but wherever people can be hidden, they are looking for suspicious people, and if they find them, they will be arrested on the spot if they resist, and if they fight back with firearms, they will be killed on the spot!"

"Four groups are ready!"

"Five groups are ready!"

……

"Eight groups are ready!"

"Search!" Gulmila gave the order, and the five teams quickly dispatched to start a carpet investigation.

Li Yanyang understood, this is not a village held hostage by terrorists at all, but it is not far from the destination, and Gulmila is afraid of the other party's eyeliner!

At this moment, Li Yanyang suddenly understood why this mission was led by Gulmila, first of all, she must be very capable, although she is a woman, but Li Yanyang feels that this woman's momentum and temperament are not comparable to ordinary men, in addition, she can communicate with Uyghur villagers, and it seems that she has a lot of experience in fighting terrorists.

This humble village is likely to have the enemy's eyeliner, like a sentry tower, and she wants to cut off the other's eye!

Half an hour later, the five carpet teams returned, reporting that they had not found anything.

Gulmila nodded, there is no need to ask what to search carefully, this is the army, that is nonsense.

Gulmila walked up to the Maimaiti village chief and whispered a few words in front of the village chief.

Li Yanyang saw that the village chief hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

Puzzled, Li Yanyang saw Gulmila walking to the crowd with the village elder, starting from the outermost and leftmost sides, walking slowly, and the two of them looked at the people who walked by.

Gulmila watched as he walked, and the old man would say a string of words every time he walked in front of a person, Li Yanyang didn't know that the village chief of Maimaiti was introducing Gulmila.

"This is Aunt Nima from the east end of the village!"

"This is Aunt Nima's son, ...... Yang"

……

As he walked, he said until he came to the middle of the crowd and saw a person, the village chief of Mamat was stunned for a moment, and spoke again, only this time instead of talking to Gulmila, he asked the person: "Who are you?"

Gulimira's delicate body was for a while, and Li Yanyang saw her lightning shot, no, out of the foot!

kicked the person in the knee, then reached out, grabbed the opponent's shoulder, and pulled it directly in reverse, directly controlling the person.

Unexpectedly, Gulmila thundered and there was a commotion, but someone had already gone up and directly grabbed the person who had been lowered by Gulmila, and then pressed him to the ground, pointing a gun at his head.

"Wow, whoa!"

The man was screaming angrily, as if full of grievances, and explaining something.

Gulmila ignored it and continued to walk forward, when she swept into a figure in the back row, slowly moving in the front row, trying to blend in with the people Gulmila had seen.

Gulmila didn't rush to move on to the target, but continued to take the village to recognize people, and naturally identified whether it was a stranger in the village.

Walking to the end, changing a row and turning back, the village chief of Maimaiti didn't find a stranger, and when he walked behind the person who was locked by the afterglow before, Gulmila made a lightning shot again, this time it was very simple, directly locked the throat in the back!

The man didn't dare to look at the two, knowing that Gulmila was still a little nervous when he walked behind him, but he couldn't look back, he didn't feel the other party's movements at all, and when he realized the danger, he had lost the ability to resist.

"Maimaiti village chief, is this from the village?" Gulmira asked, stopping the man.

"Oh, that's weird! no!" Maimaiti said.

"Let go of me, I'm here to borrow salt!" shouted the hideous-looking fellow.

Gulmila gestured with her eyes, and two more men came over, pressed the person out, pressed them to the ground, and set up their guns.

The two screamed, but Gulmila ignored it and continued to take the village chief of Maimaiti to recognize people.

After walking around, and no strangers were found, Gulmila withdrew, and then said in Uyghur: "Fellow villagers, if a stranger comes to the village in the future, you must find it in time, terrorists have been rampant recently, and it is likely to approach everyone and carry out persecution, find a suspicious stranger, don't panic first, don't disturb people, call the police directly, you know?"

The village of Maimaiti shuddered, looked at the two people outside, and wondered: "Are they terrorists?"

Gulmira didn't speak, and the two men cried out.

"I'm not a terrorist! I'm from a neighboring village, I'm here to borrow salt!"

"I'm passing by, let me go!"

……

Gulmira walked over and looked at the two: "Borrowed salt?"

"Yes! There is no salt in our village!" said one of them.

"Reach out!" said Gulmila.

The man was puzzled and held out his hand.

Gulmila smiled slightly: "Do you do farm work at home?"

"Of course, what else to eat?" the man asked.

"Oh, what are you doing?" asked Gulmila.

"Do everything, herding cattle, farm work, rough and heavy work, do everything. The man said.

Gulmila took out a delicate pistol and tapped the calluses on the man's hand: "This hand did work, but it was a gun, right?"

The man was startled, and Gulmila directly aimed the pistol at the other party's head: "Goodbye!"

"Ahh

Gulmila smiled and withdrew her gun and pointed it at the other head: "What about killing you?"

"If you dare to shoot, I guarantee that every village will die!" said the man.

Gulmila smiled and put away the gun: "Then I won't kill you, how about we make a deal?"

The two looked up in confusion.

Gulmila stood up and said to the villagers: "Let's go back, pay attention to safety recently, and call the police in time if there is danger!"

When the villagers left, Gulmira ordered the two terrorists to be taken to the back of the military truck, and the four of them escorted them, and Gulmila followed.

Li Yanyang only heard a chattering sound from inside, and knew that Gulmila was negotiating terms with the two.

"I will not kill you, but you will tell me how many you have and what weapons you have. Gulmila said.

"Wishful thinking!" replied one of them.

"We will not tolerate terrorists, and if you don't say anything, I will send you to heaven. Gulmila said.

"If you dare, kill us, you will be avenged! Everyone in this village will die!" said one of them.

Gulmila laughed: "I've killed a lot of terrorists, they all say so, but I'm still fine, and I've been killing you!"

"You are a madman! You are a disgrace to I*ran! You should abandon darkness and turn to light, you should die for the jihad! Join the East T-Turkistan movement, come back to the kingdom of I*ran, participate in the holy war, your soul is glorious!" said the man.

"Holy war, is your so-called holy war to sacrifice innocent Mu*lim?" asked Gulmira rhetorically.

"We only kill the shame of I*ran, they have forgotten their ancestors and are addicted to the slavery of others, damn it!" said the man.

"Damn! really damn it!" said Gulmila.

Puff !!

Li Yanyang heard two gunshots outside the car, with the sound of a silencer, and was slightly surprised in his heart, this girl, ruthless!

Don't hesitate to kill at all!

Execute the two terrorists on the spot, Gulmila's voice came - all of them, get in the car and rest, and set off at sunset!

Everyone got into the car, and then Gulmila arranged for a few more people to drive to dispose of the body, and then rest on the spot when they returned.

The sun slowly moved below the horizon, and the glow triumphed, making the heavens and the earth the same color and red.

Like blood.

Li Yanyang knew that after this piece of red, there would be blood.

The sun was quietly setting on the horizon, and Gulmila's voice came again - all of them, get out of the car.

Whew, everyone got out of the car and lined up.

"All of them, target, thirty kilometers away village, march quickly!"

More than a hundred warriors roared away, there was still a glimmer of light between heaven and earth, and in the distance, everyone saw the village more than ten kilometers away.

At this moment, Gulmila said, "Stop!"

Everyone stopped, Gulmila took out the binoculars, looked at it for a while, and said, "One group and two groups, demining ahead, and others follow!"

One group of two took out the equipment and began to point it against the ground.

Li Yanyang, who participated in this kind of mission for the first time, was very novel, and at the same time produced a kind of admiration, admiration for Gulmila.

From the beginning to the present, this woman is thoughtful, taking one step at a time, and methodical.

Calm and calm, the ancient well is not wavering, the high realm described by many literati is very casually expressed in this woman, which makes Li Yanyang feel relieved and convinced.

With such a leader leading the team, Li Yanyang felt that the success rate of the task was much higher.

The demining was advancing, but the speed was slow, and Li Yanyang hesitated and walked up and came to Gulmila's side.

Gulmila glanced at Li Yanyang, this look is very familiar to Li Yanyang, when he goes to school in the public toilet, he also looks like this when he sees flies......

"Leadership ......"

"Call the head of the regiment!" Gulmila simply interrupted Li Yanyang's words, not knowing whether she was unhappy with this title or Li Yanyang.

"Commander......"

"Don't you Tigers shout a report before you speak?" asked Gulmira again.

Li Yanyang felt her blood pressure rise......

"Report!"

"Say!" Gulmila did not turn her head.

"Report to Captain Gulmila, I am the number one elite of the Tigers!" Li Yanyang said simply.

Gulmila stood still and looked at Li Yanyang like a fool.

Although the others were still walking, they also looked sideways, ....... this guy talked like that? Even if you are, you can't say that, right? and...... Is there an elite who talks like that?

"I know, the elite who participated in two missions!" Gulmila said.

"Commander Gulmila, are you joking with others in the Northwest Military Region?" asked Li Yanyang.

The corners of Gulmila's mouth hooked: "We are very serious and never joke!"

Li Yanyang said: "Our Northern Military Region is the same, we will not joke with other military regions, let alone the mission, nor the lives of soldiers!"

Gulmila put away her smile: "What do you want to say?"

"I want to tell you that the reason why I was sent to participate in the mission is because I am an elite!" Li Yanyang said.

Gulmila was silent for three seconds: "I see. ”

Li Yanyang looked at Gulmila, she continued to walk, and there was no follow-up.

Li Yanyang is crazy, this little girl, if you are a gentleman, I have to give you two feet, special mother, with whom are you?

"Commander, I request to participate in the mission!" Li Yanyang said.

"Aren't you participating? Gulmila said.

Li Yanyang said: "But my task is very chicken!"

For the first time, Gulmila gave a look of approval, praising the guy for being self-aware: "What do you want? I allow you to find any position to snipe, but take care of your own safety." ”

"Thank you for your concern. Li Yanyang said: "But ten snipers are enough, I want to enter the assault group." ”

Gulmila was stunned, this guy, let him snipe and still do it, do you have to go up and get your life?

Although she is unhappy with Li Yanyang, she is not ruthless to him because of her cold appearance!

What's more, he was sent by the Northern Military Region to support, and he was originally a sniper, if he went up to fight for his life, he would feel guilty when he died later.

"The assault team is full, you haven't cooperated, you don't have a tacit understanding, you are sniping on the periphery, sniper lethality is very important, killing one more person can save one more hostage's life. ”

Li Yanyang naturally knows this truth, but the other party is not a fool, ten snipers are enough to ambush on all sides, and rushing in is the most dangerous, and having his own presence can also attract some firepower.

"I'll make a small group by myself and assault nine groups!" Li Yanyang said.

Gulmila regained her look of stupidity, and Li Yanyang said firmly: "Don't worry, I can handle it myself, it will definitely not affect other groups, and I can disperse the firepower." ”

"Where does your confidence come from?" asked Gulmila.

Li Yanyang said: "I am the first elite of the Northern Military Region, the god of war!"

The crowd was speechless, and here they were.

"What if you die?" Gulmila apparently didn't want to discuss the issue with him, but asked a crucial question.

Li Yanyang looked at Gulmila: "You don't have to follow XJ's customs, just transport my body back to the Northeast, if you are really troublesome, it doesn't matter if you bury it on the spot, I won't pick it." ”