Mohammed's vehicle is a second-hand Humvee, with a high chassis and large exhaust capacity, which is very suitable for running on the devastated Syrian roads. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Ma Yi They were wearing the uniforms of the XX Security Company of Syria, in order to hide their true purpose, they did not carry thermal weapons and equipment, but only carried anti-riot equipment such as throwing sticks and rubber batons. If you put it in China, you take these things to the streets, you may have a little bit of power to others, but in Syria, where the flames are raging, guns are rampant, and missiles are simply set off as fireworks, they are like plastic toys in the hands of little children, and wood has any lethal power.

Of course, Ma Yi and they don't expect to rely on them to defend themselves, their role is just a disguise.

got into the car and Ma Yi sat in the passenger seat. Muhammad pointed to the passenger seat and said to Ma Yi: "Mr. Ma, there is a desert eagle under the cushion, which I picked up on the battlefield, and there are bullets in it, which you can use to defend yourself in case of trouble." When Ma Yi heard this, he reached out to the seat cushion and touched it, and sure enough, he touched ~ a gun. The Desert Eagle is a world-famous gun, famous in the pistol family, it has a strong appearance, amazing lethality, 12.7 mm caliber bullets, a shot can blow up a person's head, within 100 meters, the general body armor can not play a protective role at all, because the bullets it fires can easily penetrate the body armor.

"What a gun!" Ma Yi stroked the desert eagle in his hand and admired.

Muhammad saw that Ma Yi liked it, so he said: "Mr. Ma, since you like it, why don't I give you this gun as a souvenir?" ”

Ma Yi hid the gun back under the seat cushion, "Muhammad, I thank you for your kindness, but you can keep this gun for your own self-defense, your country is not peaceful now, danger is everywhere, you need it even more." Also, we are friends now, so you don't have to call me Mr. Ma, just call me Ma Yi, so it looks cordial. Muhammad's eyes were hot again, and he nodded heavily, "Good! He said. But he still didn't call Ma Yi directly, because he heard that Xie Junshan and they all called Ma Yi Xiao Ma Ge, so he also called Xiao Ma Ge.

Ma Yi responded, and patted him on the shoulder again, "We are friends, friends who share life and death." ”

Along the way, as Muhammad said, they were basically unimpeded within the first 300 highways, and when they passed through the government army checkpoint, they only needed to show their work ID cards of the XX security company and they were released.

"We are about to enter the war zone, everyone should be vigilant and pay attention to safety." After the last checkpoint of the government army, Mohammed reminded everyone. The location where they are now is a mountain pass, and when you enter the mountain pass, there is a war zone, and the government army, the opposition army, and the Ermen are often active in this area, and the government army and the opposition forces are fighting to the death, and the Albert forces are fighting with the government army, and the opposition forces are also inseparable from the Albert forces.

In short, the three forces are here where you fight me, I fight you, they don't give in to each other, they are enemies of each other, and this area is full of smoke and devastation, and even ten rooms and nine empty rooms.

After countless artillery fires, this originally flat cement road, has been bumpy, potholes, the superior performance of the civilian Hummer here to show its skills, although Muhammad's car is second-hand, but it is still not old, coupled with his skillful driving skills, so Ma Yi and they sat in the car, although it felt bumpy, but there was no discomfort.

However, the devastation in front of them and on both sides of the road, the cruelty of the war, as soon as they saw it in front of their eyes, had a strong visual impact and spiritual shock to them. Although they have all been on the battlefield, it was only a small-scale armed conflict, such as killing a few terrorists in Xinjiang, killing a few armed drug traffickers in southern China, these jobs are not even battles for the king of soldiers, Ke Jianhua and the Liberation Army Mountain have fought to the death with the special forces of Mi Guo and Ye Nan, but it is also a small-scale battle, and the destructive power is far less shocking than what you see in front of you.

As they continued to go deeper into the war-torn zone, the danger of war seemed to be getting closer and closer, so their mood began to become heavier and heavier, and even a little nervous.

Yes, nervous! They're already getting nervous.

Don't think that soldiers are really not afraid of death, in fact, they are also afraid. The reason is simple, because, they are also people. It is human beings who have a natural fear of death; Because they also have their own lives, their own parents and relatives, they also want to live well, do their filial piety in front of their parents, and rejoice in front of their wives and children, in a word, they are not saints, let alone immortals who do not eat fireworks in the world, but mortals with flesh and blood and seven emotions and six desires.

However, when they have to face death, they will always die generously without hesitation, and build a great wall of flesh and blood for the motherland and people behind him with their own flesh and blood. The reason why they are so brave and never flinch in the face of death is only because they are soldiers, they carry the mission of protecting the family and defending the country on their shoulders, they are not afraid of death for the happiness and tranquility of the motherland and the people, and they are exchanging their own "death" for more "life".

"Phew"

Suddenly a gunshot rang out in the valley, and Ma Yi distinctly felt a trajectory passing overhead.

"Don't be nervous, be improvised." He said in a deep voice.

"Brother Pony, shall we stop or rush over?" Muhammad asked Ma Yi, who hesitated for a moment, and then out of the corner of his eye, he saw a group of armed men rushing out of the valley, so he thought to himself that even if the car ran fast, it would not be faster than bullets, and if this group of armed elements still had heavy weapons such as mortars and bazookas, the chances of them being able to escape would drop sharply, so instead of escaping, it would be better to let go, maybe it would be more vigorous.

"Stop!" After much thought, he ordered the stop.

Mohammed put his foot on the brakes, and the Hummer came to a steady stop in the middle of the road. He didn't turn off the car, his eyes fell on the seat cushion under Ma Yi's fart~ thighs, Ma Yi understood what he meant, didn't speak, but shook his head. Because the other side has many guns, and he only has a pistol, no matter how bullish the Desert Eagle is, it is impossible to kill all the armed elements in an instant, so the wisest choice is not to have a bloody conflict with them.

The leader of the armed forces was a tall bearded man dressed in camouflage uniform, wearing an Arabic turban and a revolver pinned to the belt around his waist. Behind him, followed by more than a dozen accomplices, they were dressed like the leader, and Ma Yi was surprised to find that half of them were bearded, and they were holding all kinds of guns, watching the people in the car vigilantly.

"Who are you?" The armed leaders questioned them in Chinese, which they did not understand, and Muhammad communicated with them.

"We are employees of xx security." Muhammad got out of the car and said respectfully.

"XX Security Company? The one opened by the Chinese? The leader of the armed forces glanced at the people in the car, his face was full of suspicion, and Muhammad immediately quietly stuffed a roll of dollars into the hands of the armed leader, "Sir, I dare to swear to the Lord of the *, they are all employees of the XX Security Company, and they are all Chinese." The leader shook the dollar in his hand, squinted his eyes to make sure, and then waved his hand, and all the armed men immediately lowered their guns.

"You guys, let's go. Good luck to friends from China! The militants greeted Ma Yi and them in half-baked Chinese, and they immediately breathed a sigh of relief and waved to the militants. After thanking the leader of the armed forces, Muhammad quickly got into the car, and before driving, he quietly wiped a cold sweat.

"* Lord forbid, we are encountering opposition forces, not the madmen of the Elder Dead Country, otherwise we will be in great trouble."

"Lao Mu, why did this group of people let us go so easily?" Looking back at the militants whose figures were getting smaller and smaller, Xie Junshan was a little puzzled, he was ready to do a big job just now. Muhammad replied: "The opposition is rebelling against the current government, and they have no deep hatred for China, and they also know that China is a world power, and they do not want to provoke China and make a strong enemy for themselves." ”

"Cut, but they dared to take our money just now! If they're afraid of us, they won't dare do it. Xie Junshan said.

"They're crazy poor, too." Muhammad said.

Shangguan Fei had a different opinion, "No wonder they haven't been able to make a big deal for a few years, it seems that they are just a bunch of mountain kings." Have any of you ever heard that the King of the Mountain can conquer the country? ”

Everyone shook their heads, "Mu You!" ”

Muhammad was proficient in the Chinese language, and of course could understand the Shenma called the King of the Mountain, so he decisively gave a thumbs up to Shangguan Fei, and then said an idiom: "Hit the nail on the head!" ”

Shangguan Fei was shy for a while, "False praise, false praise!" ”

"Yo ho, a generation of soldier kings also knows how to be modest?" Zhu Xuhe teased, Shangguan Fei immediately said seriously: "Old Zhu, don't call yourself the king of the Shenma generation in front of Brother Xiaoma, you are thick-skinned and not ashamed, I, Shangguan Fei, am a self-aware person." ”

Zhu Xuhe punched over, "You are a second force who is underbeaten, if you want to shoot Brother Pony's ass, you don't need to step on me to raise yourself!" ”

"Torture, I'm patting my little pony brother's ass? With my relationship with Brother Xiaoma, do you need to shoot me? Lao Zhu, I see that you are usually quite an honest person, why are you so black-bellied? Shangguan Fei expressed a serious protest. So along the way, several people quarreled and quarreled, and gradually dissipated the tension in their hearts in the frolic. Muhammad was influenced by everyone, and his mood gradually increased, and then he even sang "The Great Sword Cuts Off the Devil's Head" in a loud voice.

His voice is high-pitched, although the timbre is not so perfect, but he also sang a bit of military heroism and generosity, Ma Yi heard this song, but he can't sing it, he can only hum blindly, Xie Junshan, Ke Jianhua, Zhu Xu and Shangguan Fei They are very familiar with this song, they opened their mouths one after another, and improvised an international chorus of the red song "The Big Knife Cuts the Devil's Head".