"Miss Nia Sharma......"

In the chaos, Nia Sharma heard the familiar whisper with a respectful tone, opened her eyelids with difficulty, and looked around with her blue and black eyes, only to find herself lying on the wooden board of a rubber-wheeled rack cart used by the villagers of the mountain tribe to pull firewood, and could vaguely hear the sound of the cheerful flow of a small stream nearby, and could smell the faint fragrance of wild flowers in the breeze, and felt that the sun's rays rising overhead were shining warmly on her body, and it was no longer snow and cold WWwlā

"Almahan, how did you find me, I'm back in India?"

Nia Sharma got up from the wooden plank of the cart without a donkey, sat on the edge of the cart, stretched out her palm and scratched the dusty short hair on the top of her head, shook off countless fine dust, didn't bother to look at her surroundings, and whispered to Almuhan, who was standing two meters away from her side and dressed in the same training uniform, with a respectful expression, dark skin, dark blue beard, and a rough face.

When she spoke, the arrogance of the aristocratic lady was once again highlighted in her, and looking at the respectful eyes of her personal attendant Almahan, Nia Sharma felt like a world away, and the experience of the past two days was too fucked up by Tamad.

Nia Sharma, who came to her senses again, found that her spiritual power was barely able to use, and she was secretly happy in her heart, and scolded the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the two girls who covered their faces with magic turbans from beginning to end, and she still couldn't understand her hatred, but she knew that this beam was finished, but it was really not easy to get back the scene!

After forcing Nia Sharma, who was unable to resist at the bottom of the cold stone pit, to tell a lot of half-truths and half-truths about the so-called classified information, Adella, who was covered by a magic headscarf, jumped into the stone pit, and forcibly injected her with a nerve blocker without allowing the powerless to resist how to curse, and guided Nia Sharma to faint again, so that she didn't know anything about the next actions of Adella and the enchantress Maria.

Now she can't figure out which specific tribal village the tribes with the Pakistani dialect Urdu are located, because she has no spiritual power, and she can't "see" the appearance of the tribal villagers near the stone pit in the way of spiritual power exploration, so that the clue is completely broken.

"Miss Nia Sharma, we have been looking for you since you were coerced and taken away by those bastards, an hour ago we received an email from the extranet of the Investigation and Analysis Bureau, which is the latitude and longitude coordinates and your name, we rushed to the news immediately, the senior management of the organization asked me to bring a message to you, let you take a vacation in the near future, should we return to the headquarters or back to the castle?"

The dark-skinned man Almuhan leaned forward slightly and spoke in a humble tone, Almuhan was extra careful when he spoke, not wanting to provoke Nia Sharma to be angry, the superiors let her take a leave of absence was just a nominal statement, in fact, to put it bluntly, she was very disappointed in her and would not be assigned tasks in the short term, which was equivalent to a semi-abandoned state, with Nia Sharma's arrogant character, this was indeed a big blow.

"Gesang ran away?"

To the surprise of Almuhan, who was familiar with Nia Sharma's temper, Miss Nia Sharma, who had never been defeated so badly, did not have a look of anger on her face, and said a noncommittal expression indifferently.

"That's true, our peripheral intelligence agents rushed to the town of Tianzhu Temple but they were already one step late, Gesang's mule and horse shop and inn in the town were closed, no one in the town knew what Gesang's family left, according to all kinds of indications, Gesang's family is very likely to have crossed the border into China, he must think that Chinese can provide protection, should he order the intelligence agents in Tibet to try to find him out and kill him......"

"Enough! A pariah can't make a big wave, what can an ordinary Indian-Tibetan like Gesang do? I'll go back to the headquarters first, and I'll have to write the action report, so I'll talk about when I go back to the castle. ”

Almhan, who was trying to figure out Miss Nia Sharma's mood at the moment, said a few words cautiously, but before the words were finished, Nya Sharma's face suddenly changed and he reprimanded Almuhan loudly, and said with a slightly angry expression and looked very impatient, signaling to go back to the headquarters first.

Because Almahan's words touched a certain nerve in the depths of Nia Sharma's mind, there are many people in the organization who are dissatisfied with her being the leader of the alien team, if a dignified alien squad leader will deliberately use channel resources (whether it is something that the organization can give or can be used by a huge family), it will be despised by other alien people within the organization, since Gesang has gone to China, he can't afford to waste resources on such a trivial matter.

Almahan, who had long been accustomed to being an attendant, quickly reacted, and patted himself on the horse's leg (for the sake of the safety of the family in the castle, Almuhan couldn't do it if he didn't want to), and his expression was solemn and did not speak to refute Nia Sharma, but nodded slightly, indicating that he would do what Miss Nia Sharma told him.

With Almahan's respectful expression, Nia Sharma jumped out of the carriage and hurried away, and Almuhan hurriedly followed.

After the two walked through a slope of several meters high, their eyes suddenly opened up, and they could see that this was a down-cut valley with a rushing stream, and the gentle slopes on both sides of the valley were lush trees and shrubs, and there were all kinds of wild grasses and wild flowers intermittently, and a few hares flew and jumped in the green weeds that were knee-deep, and the altitude should be below four thousand meters.

On the grass on the bank of the stream less than 30 meters away from the two, a Soviet-style heavy transport helicopter painted by civil aviation was quietly parked on the grass with water vapor, Nia Sharma and Almuhan got on the helicopter at speed, the pilot quickly started the turboshaft engine, and in the roar of the rotor stirring the air, after the helicopter flew dozens of meters above the ground, the nose of the plane was pulled up obliquely, and it accelerated out of the valley along the direction of the valley, and gradually flew away higher and higher......

……

At a quarter past three o'clock in the afternoon, Sikh soldiers stationed on the periphery of the Indian army's military base stationed on the ridgeline of a certain area of the Himalayas in Himachal Pradesh, standing on the watchtower with guns, were closely monitoring whether there were any abnormalities in the snow-capped mountains and grassy slopes in the vicinity of the ridge on both sides.

"Made, what's going on, why are there girls in civilian clothes, these officials have nothing to do all day long to know how to bubble women, this is a military restricted area, not a tourist area......

Staying in the room of the watchtower, a Sikh ensign with a leather pistol on his waist and a beard and turban on his waist with an epaulette, walked quickly to the railing of the watchtower lookout platform, bent down to the military telescope lens supported by the tripod, adjusted the angle of view of the telescope with both hands, and quickly framed the gas multi-purpose off-road vehicle in the lens, but after a few seconds, the bearded second lieutenant raised his head from the telescope lens, regardless of the Sikh soldiers standing up straight and motionless, He whispered and cursed and said a few words in Hindi.

Nearly ten minutes later, the Gaz multi-purpose off-road vehicle had already driven close to the ridgeline watchtower at an altitude of nearly 4,500 meters, and the wide body stopped next to the watchtower, and the Sikh bearded second lieutenant, who had already stood up straight and was waiting next to the watchtower, saluted the 40-year-old Indian army major who got out of the car, wearing a military civilian uniform with the rank of major on his epaulette, and a beard on his lips and fair skin.

The major, who looked like a proper Indian high-caste white man, returned the military salute with a cold expression, took off the military hat he was wearing on his head and pinched it in the palm of his hand, and the major's blue-black eyes clearly had a little impatient look, and he shouted at the bearded ensign with a stupid expression: "Second Lieutenant Sirma, there are two scientists from the United Nations Animal Protection Organization in the car, who are going to the snow-capped mountain area along the border to investigate wild animals, so you don't need to go to the base......

Phew, you lie to the ghost, how can the mountains near the alpine military base on the border allow the scientists of the United Nations to wander around, I really think that Lao Tzu has not read a book or what......

The bearded second lieutenant of the Sikh tribe secretly slandered in his heart, thinking that the major taking the two women to the mountains near the military base was not at all a high-sounding rhetoric, but something else.

Seeing that Lieutenant Silma's expression revealed a few wisps of doubt, the major waved his hand slightly and then motioned for Lieutenant Silma to come closer, and the bearded Lieutenant Silma looked very angry, knowing that the major still had something to say, the two walked to a secluded place, and the major whispered next to Lieutenant Silma's ear: "Military secrets, don't spread them to the outside world, just let them go!" ”

"CIA temporary worker again? Major, this is not very good, I went there (specifically referring to the activities in the border area of China) and none of them came back, they were either killed or captured, is there going to be a big thing happen recently? Or you can transfer me back to the headquarters as a guard, and count me ......"

Hearing that as an old superior who had urinated in the same trench (there have been repeated local small-scale border clashes between India and Pakistan), and said military secrets and prevaricated himself with a mysterious look, Second Lieutenant Sirma quit, and felt very uncomfortable with a few words in a very low voice.

As for the major who always crosses the border line from his own jurisdiction with peripheral agents sent overseas by the United States to conduct all kinds of targeted reconnaissance against China, Sylma feels that sooner or later he will get into trouble, and the agents who try to sneak across the snow-capped mountain ridgeline of the India-China line from the nearby mountains to do technical reconnaissance will bring great risks!

Second Lieutenant Sylma does not want to cause big trouble when his service period is about to end, and once something happens, he is one of the insignificant chess pieces that will be discarded, and the worst thing is that he will be killed, because the official will never admit that the Indian side will provide a resource channel for agents from third countries to sneak into China, and Second Lieutenant Sylma does not want to trouble himself again.

"This time without going through official channels, two American girls came to me directly, and proposed to go to the border to investigate and investigate, of course, in the name of animal protection organizations, the procedures are complete, even if something happens, it can't rely on us, their funds are very sufficient, 200,000 US dollars and fifty-fifty shares, how about it, only the two of us know about this, just let them go as if nothing had happened, anyway, there are a lot of temporary CIA workers, and we don't care about the opposite."

The major noticed that Ensign Sylma was a little uncooperative, so he simply whispered everything he could say, in order to let the two girls in the car pass from the watchtower, the major did his best, and it can be seen from here that the major and Ensign Sylma have repeatedly acted as important informants for third-country agents entering China.

Of course, the major knew that those agents and intelligence officers who crossed the border to the territory of China's actual control line had to remain silent after their accidents, and knowing that the risk was extremely high, the major still ran away again for the sake of a small amount of money, and pulled his former partner, Second Lieutenant Sylma, into the water again.

Hearing that the major was shaken out, Second Lieutenant Sylma was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth and nodded slightly or decided to do it, 100,000 US dollars is not a small amount for him, even if he throws out a few thousand dollars to give some hush money to the Sikh soldiers under his command in the watchtower, it is worth it, the military base is still two kilometers away from the watchtower, as long as he doesn't say it, there will be no problem.

Seeing that Second Lieutenant Sylma nodded, the major patted him on the shoulder, pretended to tidy up the military appearance for the second lieutenant, and stuffed a stack of colorful dollars into the pocket on the side of the second lieutenant's military uniform.

Soon, two American girls with unusually plump bodies and beautiful faces, wearing the common light-colored uniforms of the field expedition, got off the bus at a speed.

One of them has short blond hair and blue eyes, and his every move vaguely reveals a typical American style, a proper Yankee, and the other is a proper Arab girl with black and gray eyes and black bright hair in a bun at the back of her head.

The two of them took out two large waterproof backpacks from the special storage box of the Gaz multi-purpose off-road vehicle, waved to the major and Lieutenant Sylma, and went straight along the gravel road leading to the base, and after nearly two hundred meters away, turned right and left the road, and disappeared behind the wild grass slope depression of the alpine meadow in an instant.

After Lieutenant Sylma visually saw off the reversing car and drove away from the watchtower and returned along the same road, he trotted up to the watchtower and stood on the lookout platform, whether it was a visual search or the use of a military-spec version of the telescope, no trace of two CIA agents was found in the nearby area, and Lieutenant Sirma was somewhat relieved in his heart, feeling that this time it should not be a "temporary worker", but a genuine CIA agent, otherwise the field camouflage technology can be so clever, and the action is so fast, and no one can find it for a long time......

……

A few hours later, at sunset, at an altitude of 5,000 meters above sea level, a glacial tongue development zone, a complex terrain area full of gravel piles, two CIA female agent cats were resting a light alloy box on a stone more than one meter high behind a large stone several meters thick.

"Now we can finally tear off the polymer mask on our faces, and it's uncomfortable to wear it for a long time......"

Adella, an American girl with a mask as thin as cicada wings, looked sideways at the enchantress Maria, who also took off the mask, Adella shook the mask in her hand and shouted two sentences of English in a low voice, in order to release the negative feelings in her heart.

"Let's get in touch with the team of the Abnormal Investigation Committee, if nothing else, they should be able to get to the outer area of Xiaoshen Mountain on time......

The enchantress Maria's black-gray eyes flashed with light, and she spoke in English without slowness......

(To be continued.) )