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Turning over a mountain beam, just when people are secretly happy in their hearts for climbing to the top, the scenery in front of them suddenly brightens, and the gray and yellow scenery that has been visually tired suddenly disappears, and as far as the eye can see, it shows a green color. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

What a great place!

Venus stood on top of the hill and sighed softly. If you don't look at the mountain at your feet, who can know that in the vast wasteland, on the other side of a mountain, there is another world?

It was a small basin, with an underground river flowing west from the foot of the mountain to the northeast, surrounded by green shrubs and low trees.

"Brother Tahir, is this the place?" Venus retracted his gaze and asked suspiciously.

Tahir and his men took off the face veils that covered half of their faces at this moment, there was no wind and sand here, and there was no need to worry about being penetrated into their nostrils by the sudden wind and sand, and the faces of Central Asians were completely exposed.

"Brother Huang, this is our camp below." Tahir stretched out his finger and smiled, "In order to prevent being discovered by the US imperialists, we have tried our best not to destroy its natural environment here. ”

Venus was still a little confused, he still didn't understand where the Taliban people lived.

An hour later, as they walked down the hill to the basin, Venus finally noticed something different. From the mountain, it seems that this place is uninhabited, but here, if you look closely, you can still see a few traces of human existence.

And when he came to the mouth of a hole blocked by bushes, Venus knew where the Taliban lived.

"Brother Huang, I'm sorry, I can only bring you here, as for the other requirements, they can only be decided by the people above." Tahir, a middle-aged Afghan man, said in an apologetic tone with a look on his face.

Although his identity is also a middle-level backbone in the Taliban, this is the Taliban's lair, and his status is low. Moreover, his role is mainly to connect with the nest and the outside world, and here, Tahir's authority is much smaller.

"Brother Tahir, thank you!" Venus didn't say much, and saying too much to a straightforward man like Tahir made it easy for the other party not to feel his sincerity.

After Tahir left, Venus had time to look at the cave, it was only four meters deep, and the area was not large, it was enough to put down a small wooden bed, and the rest of the furniture or anything else was not to be considered.

I never imagined that one day I would be able to live in such a 'high-end' guest house. Venus sat on the bed with some self-deprecating thoughts.

When he woke up, Venus's stomach croaked, and then he remembered that he hadn't eaten since last night, but when he came here, he hadn't come out of the cave, and the Taliban had not come to meet him, a 'foreign guest', had they forgotten about themselves? Or do you want to dry yourself?

Just as Venus muttered, footsteps were heard outside, and a Taliban soldier wearing a robe and some old jungle camouflage over it walked in and brought some food.

Venus didn't ask the Taliban when he would meet him, and he ate in a big bite.

At this moment, in another much larger cave two or three hundred meters away from where Venus lived, the three of them were also eating breakfast.

The leader is a one-eyed dragon about fifty years old, sitting on the top with a bold sword, and there is no doubt that there is a fierce momentum on his body. On the left, there was also a man of nearly fifty years old, who saw him slowly tear a white steamed bun into pieces, and put them into the hot soup with a strong smell of mutton, but the corner of his eye glanced at the young man with a somewhat ugly face opposite from time to time.

"Chief, are we really hanging the people sent by Li Mo like this?" The young man with a somewhat ugly face threw half of the steamed bun in his hand into the soup and couldn't help but ask loudly.

The one-eyed dragon man who was eating next to him was like no one eating, when he heard the word 'Li Mo', a hideous color flashed in his only eye, and then he picked up the bowl, drank the mutton soup in it in one gulp, smashed his mouth and slanted the young man and said, "Kalemaidin, don't say it's just a person sent by Li Mo, it's Li Mo who is here, what if I want to dry him?" ”

The young man and the other man could hear it, and although the leader said this, there was a great deal of resentment in his tone. The fifty-year-old man who was slowly tearing the steamed bun said casually, "The leader is right, for that kind of ungrateful villain, let alone drying, even if you kill him, others will not say anything." ”

The young man suddenly glared angrily at the man opposite, this guy usually likes to fight against him, and he is fighting for power and profit, but in fact he has no foresight at all.

"Chief, I still mean that, no matter what Li Mo had with us in the past, now that he has sent someone, we must always meet, and now we are in urgent need of international assistance, in order for the Taliban to survive, the most important thing is to put aside other prejudices and grievances for the time being." The young man turned his head to look at the one-eyed dragon and continued to persuade.

"Giggle...... The one-eyed dragon burped, his expression changed suddenly, and he nodded, "Since you said so, Kalemaidin, I think you will go and meet Li Mo's envoy later, and see if he has anything to say." ”

This one-eyed dragon is the well-known Taliban armed leader Omar, and this young man is the Taliban armed 'Taliban Guard' captain Kalemadin, and the other slow man is the Taliban Captain of the 'Afghan Guard', one of the Taliban's two Davids, Nurzai.

Hearing this, Kalemaidin hurriedly poured a sip of mutton soup and strode out, a strange glint in the eyes of Nurzai, who was still eating at the table.

"Brother Huang, huh? I'm Kalemaddin, the captain of the Taliban Guard. Calmaedin came to the cave where Venus lived, and said in a very kind tone.

As soon as Venus heard this, his mind immediately turned up the information about this captain of Calmaedin. The members of the Taliban Guard, all of whom are descendants of former Taliban armed members, were recruited into the Taliban Guard after rigorous military training in several training camps in Pakistan and Afghanistan; In opposition to the Taliban Guard, there is another Afghan Guard, the Afghan Guard is the backbone of the Taliban army when it was in power in Afghanistan, and every member of it is very old, and belongs to the 'old faction' in the Taliban Guard, and has always been dissatisfied with the very active and open-minded Taliban Guard, and there are many contradictions between the two sides, and the Taliban leader Omar continues to maintain the status and power of the leader by balancing the contradictions between the two.

This is an object that can be fought for and has the potential to be cultivated!

Venus introduced himself to Calmaeddin without being humble or arrogant, and then answered some of Kalemaddin's questions to verify his identity completely correctly.

"Brother Huang, if you were not well entertained before, please don't take it to heart, recently, the Afghan U.S. military has increased its attack on us and other anti-American guerrillas, and our leader has been worried about this matter, so he sent me to meet with you." In a few words, Kalemaddin explained clearly the matter of drying the Golden Star before, and put the responsibility on the American soldiers in Afghanistan.

Venus looked at this person again, and from these few words, it was clear that Calmaedin was not a stunned young man.

"US imperialism is now suppressing the voices of resistance to hegemony around the world, and the Afghan brothers are all in the same camp as us, all for the freedom and liberation of the people of the world...... This time, I have brought the order of our boss to your place in order to cooperate with such an unswerving anti-American important force as your organization, and jointly hold high the anti-American banner and support the anti-American struggle, with a view to finally marching towards victory. Jin Xing said with a smile on his face, as if he was very happy.

Kalemaidin was overjoyed, and Li Mo sent someone to talk about cooperation.

"Brother Huang, because the news between us and the outside world is strictly sealed by the US imperialists, so the news is not smooth, can you tell me what the outside world is like now?" Kalemaidin didn't talk directly about the cooperation, but changed the conversation and asked with a curious look.

Golden Star was not dissatisfied with the other party's change of topic, and generously said some things that happened outside, such as the victory of the Third OECD in the air battle in the Persian Gulf, the West's military intervention in Libya in the Mediterranean, and so on. Although he did not deliberately praise the contribution of the Third Economic Cooperation Organization, especially Somalia, in the 'anti-US mission,' all this he said still made Kalemadin, who had been hiding in the mountains for a long time and playing a game of hide and seek with American GIs, very envious.

Unlike those 'veterans' in the Taliban, he hopes to be able to cooperate with the international anti-American front to challenge the United States in a unified way, and he is also more receptive to new ideas, and he does not want the Taliban to remain in hiding like this forever. Because in his view, if the Taliban continue to fail to change, they will eventually become a terrorist organization similar to al-Qaeda.

But he thought of the conservative 'elders' in the Taliban armed forces who no longer had the courage and fighting spirit that Islamic fighters should have, and he smiled helplessly in his heart.

How he doesn't understand whether the leader has any ambition in his heart after losing Kandahar, and now he just wants to be a 'rat king' in this mountain lump, always looking forward to the day when the US imperialists will suddenly withdraw their troops, and the Taliban will come back to defeat the Afghan political axe supported by the US imperialism and regain control of Afghanistan.

But the leader doesn't want to think about it, the opportunities are all created and grasped by himself, instead of waiting for the opportunity to fall from the sky and pick it up by himself.

Moreover, the Taliban are now getting closer to terrorist groups and are involved in many 'unorthodox' methods of attack such as suicide attacks, and their disregard for civilian casualties has gradually lost their popular base. How difficult is it to come back to the world in the future?

The current cooperation of the Somali emissaries is an excellent time for him to change.

(To be continued)