The name on Ye Xuefeng's passport is Ye Xuanyuan, or a fake name and false identity, and the job introduction is also an apprentice of an engineering company, and it is also stamped with the big seal of the Chinese government, which is more real than the real thing!

So after the two Pakistani soldiers checked his and Jebe's passports, the expressions on their faces changed significantly, and they politely asked the two to go out. Pakistan deserves to be China's hardcore ally in the international community, as can be seen from this small matter.

After Ye Xuefeng and Zhebei went out, they were just in time for the owner of the barbecue restaurant to come down the stairs, and when he saw the soldiers downstairs, he didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, and the bearded man didn't talk nonsense with him, and the soldiers he invited to do it together, and smashed it directly, and after a while, there was a terrible howl in the barbecue restaurant, tables, chairs, benches, barbecue utensils, and even beer and drinks, etc., were all smashed to pieces, and the boss himself was also beaten to the ground by the beard, tooth for tooth and blood for blood, and the bench split his head, In the end, if it wasn't for the leader of the GIs to stop him in time, he would have almost killed someone!

There were more and more onlookers on the street, and after the bearded man and the soldiers had finished venting, the entire barbecue restaurant was already in shambles, and the bearded man said a few words to the boss lying in a pool of blood before leaving, and then walked away.

"This beard is really interesting, and he has to be unforgiving." Jebel smiled.

"What did he say?" Ye Xuefeng asked.

He said to the boss: You are limited to repair the store within three days, and let me smash it again! Otherwise, it won't be over! Jebel explained with a smile.

Ye Xuefeng was slightly surprised, watching the group of heavily loaded soldiers swagger away, thoughtful.

"The soldiers of Pakistan are crazy enough!"

"That's not it, these guys are ruthless, Pakistan has been in war for many years, and they are all fierce people who have seen blood! Thanks to the fact that we are Chinese, if we are little devils, hum, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of this street today! ”

……

came out to drink some wine, but I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing, and all the interest was disturbed, Ye Xuefeng and Zhebei had to go back to sleep stupidly.

Early the next morning, they set off for Afghanistan, and after Iburg, it was the junction of Pakistan and Afghanistan, where Ye Xuefeng and they changed to a jeep, Zheng Zhenjiang and the driver stayed in Pakistan, they belonged to the backup commanders, and they did not need to be on the front line.

The officer of the Pakistani Ministry of Security guarding the border was actually a tall woman, probably because someone from the intelligence bureau had greeted her in advance, and she let Ye Xuefeng and them go over without checking at all, all the way were full of trucks and long-distance buses with strange paints and bells and whistles, and then the NATO transport convoy he saw yesterday, the careful Ye Xuefeng found a detail, that is, all the vehicles were unwilling to walk with the NATO convoy, probably for fear of being attacked by terrorists.

After entering the territory of Afghanistan, Jebe became even more at ease, and his claim that he was familiar with the Pashto language was not an exaggeration, and if he wore an Arab scarf and only showed his eyes, he would be exactly like the native Argentine.

The M65 windbreaker prepared by Zheng Zhenjiang for them is also very in line with the wearing tradition of the Argentine people, in the 80s, the CIA once supported a large number of M65 military uniforms to resist the armed forces of the Soviet Union, and this kind of clothing is still exerting residual heat.

After a long journey of more than four hours, Ye Xuefeng, Jebe and Fu Lingtian finally arrived at their destination, which is a town with a twisty name, but because there is a huge mountain range crawling on the border, it is the world-famous Hindu Kush Mountain. For the sake of memory convenience, Ye Xuefeng called the town where he was located as Hindu Kush Town.

The trio found a hotel in the town, put down their luggage, and went to the local market with only some weapons they had with them.

It is said to be a bazaar, but the scale here is far from the mainland of China, even compared to Iborg. There are only a few stalls in the sparse Lala, selling some cheap Chinese clothing, shoes and daily necessities, the polyester double-breasted suits that have long been eliminated and disappeared in China and the bulky army green large-headed cotton shoes are very popular here, Ye Xuefeng even saw a local young man wearing a cotton shirt printed with an F4 head, and four Taiwanese who were fascinated by the world scratched their heads on it, this scene really made people cry and laugh.

"Interesting, right? The last time I came, I saw a child running around the street with Teresa Teng's tape, and I don't know if he can understand Aunt Deng's voice. Jebel laughed.

But Fu Lingtian next to him showed slight displeasure, and said lightly: "Even if it is an eliminated thing, it is also our own Chinese people, Teresa Teng's singing voice was more popular than the Four Heavenly Kings in the ** tenth century, she has influenced a whole generation, Zhebei, it's not right for you to say this!" ”

Jebel pouted, with a "I know" expression, "Yes, buddy, I don't fight with you, our appreciation levels and concepts are different." What's that, you wait here, Brother Feng and I will go in and take a look, and you can take care of something. ”

The so-called trader is in an ordinary hardware store on this street, Jebe has already been here once, and walked in with Ye Xuefeng's familiar car, and the boss saw him come in, and opened the door of the inner room without greeting them to invite them in.

The interior was covered with a thick wool carpet, and there was a row of guns in the corner, including M-made M-series and Enfield rifles of the old shareholder, and a big-eyed little girl of four or five years old was sitting barefoot in the corner watching them, and the boss shouted in the local language, and immediately a veiled woman ran over and took the girl away.

Jebe put his hand into the sleeve of the arms merchant, the two bargained like an ancient Chinese merchant, and after half a day, they finally reached a price that satisfied both parties, Jebel turned back and nodded to Ye Xuefeng, Ye Xuefeng opened the small suitcase he was carrying, and inside was a neat stack of rice banknotes.

The arms merchant's eyes immediately flashed with greed, but Jebe just took out one of them, counted five hundred-yuan bills and handed them to him, as a transaction, the arms dealer gave Jebe a piece of paper, and then began to babble something again, but Jebe was no longer interested, and pulled Ye Xuefeng out together.

It was the first time Ye Xuefeng had dealt with this kind of dealing, so he didn't have much experience, so he asked Zhebei: "The goods we want are not in his hands?" ”

"Well, of course, this guy is a matchmaker at best, and the goods we want are in the hands of another group of warlords. But I'm starting to feel that something is wrong, this operation will never be as simple as I imagined! Jebel said very seriously.