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There was a knock on the ward door, Liu Handong pulled out a pistol from under the pillow, gently opened the safe, walked to the side of the door and asked, "Which one?" ”

"Embassy's." The other party replied.

Liu Handong opened the door, and there were three people standing outside, one was an assistant military attache of the embassy he had seen before, and the other two Xiaoping were wearing black sunglasses, tall and strong, with an air ear for a walkie-talkie in their ears, and the handle of the Type 92 pistol could be vaguely seen in the open coat.

Unlike the United States, which has stationed six naval teams in every embassy abroad, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has only added armed police special forces to embassies in war-torn areas, and they are highly trained, but mainly to protect dignitaries rather than fight.

Liu Handong closed the pistol safety and returned to the house backwards, he would never leave the back of his head to a stranger, even if it was his own.

Ai Shan is still in a coma, just in case, both of his hands are tied to the railing of the hospital bed with plastic restraint belts, this guy is a special wanted criminal of the Ministry of Public Security, the backbone of the separatists, his capture is bound to attract the attention of all parties, especially the United States, they have always practiced double standards on this issue, and will never let the Chinese transport Ai Shan back to China smoothly.

It is precisely because of this precaution that Aishan did not enter the embassy, but entered the Kabul hospital for treatment as a kidnapped employee of Zhong Yanhuang, of course, this is only a precaution, and the ability of the Americans is not yet to this extent.

But the facts are often shocking, the assistant military attache told Liu Handong that he must be transferred immediately, the Americans already know that we have captured Aishan, they will come to ask for people in various ways, and if they fail to achieve their goals, they will even openly rob them, Afghanistan is the territory of the Americans, and we do not want to make a big move for a terrorist.

"Can't you hide if you can't be provoked, right?" Liu Handong said with a smile.

"Sort of." The assistant military attaché was dressed in civilian clothes and kept looking at his watch, "We have a limited amount of time, and the car is waiting below." ”

"Shall I go along?" Liu Handong picked up his coat, but the embassy did not prepare new clothes for him, he was still wearing a bloodstained Pashtun knee-length coat, and his beard was not shaved, because he thought it was cool.

"Thanks, you can rest, the rest is our business." The assistant military attache refused Liu Handong's kindness, tilted his head, and two armed police soldiers stepped forward to cut the restraint belt on Aishan's hand and put him in a wheelchair.

Liu Handong watched them disappear at the end of the corridor, and began to wonder who had told the American Aishan about his whereabouts, because the Afghan military was also unaware, and his own people could be trusted, except for the self-proclaimed British telecommunications engineer John Ahmed. Lynch.

After being rescued, Lynch disappeared quickly without coming to the rescue, as if this man had never appeared, and in the process of escaping, he showed no composure and stamina that a telecommunications engineer should have.

Maybe this guy is an agent of the CIA or some other messy unit, Liu Handong thought.

The military attache assistant is walking in front, one armed policeman is pushing a wheelchair, and the other is broken, the military attache assistant is subordinate to the Second Department of the General Staff, the armed police are the elite carefully selected in China, in terms of physical fitness and tactical literacy, they are far from Liu Handong, the only gap is that they have not gone through actual combat.

The wheelchair entered the elevator, Aishan's ears were pricked up, in fact, he had already woken up, but he couldn't bear it, waiting for the opportunity, Kabul is a chaotic place, all forces are mixed, muddy waters are good to fish, the Chinese did not send themselves to the embassy to be detained, this is an escape opportunity given by Allah.

The floor of the hospital is not high, only three floors, the elevator is equipped to carry patients with reduced mobility, the first floor is quickly reached, there are seven or eight people standing outside the elevator door, there are men and women, and a stretcher, these people are very polite to give way to a passage, please wheelchair out of the elevator first.

Ai Shan's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, shining, suddenly burst, kicked the wheelchair with both feet, and rushed out with his strength, although he is the commander of the training camp, but he does everything himself, trains with ordinary team members, has excellent physical fitness, and the ** of survival makes him explosive and surprisingly strong, the two armed policemen reacted quickly, but because the wheelchair was in front, it was still a second slower.

Sometimes, a second can be the difference between life and death, Aishan is a fast runner, he once won the championship in the Kashgar High School League, and he is no stranger to the city of Kabul, a Turkic face will make him hide very easily, and then find the organization, return to the battlefield, and return to the battlefield to return blood for blood.

"Catch him!" The assistant military attache shouted in Chinese in a hurry, and two armed police officers threw off their arms and chased after them, one of whom also reached under his armpit.

"Catch it alive." The assistant military attache added that Ai Shan was a living prisoner captured by the Zhongyan and Huang troops, and if he died at the hands of the embassy people, then the face of the Second Department of the General Staff and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs would be gone.

Aishan was about to rush out of the hall when a familiar face suddenly appeared in front of him, the face of the devil, the face of a heretic, hideous, terrifying and disgusting.

The infidels flew up with a kick, right under Aishan's crotch, the severe pain was out of his ability to bear, a heel fell to the ground, his face was red, he couldn't breathe, he felt that his testicles were kicked out, this psychological blow is more desperate than the pain on the **, if the testicles are broken, then what is the meaning of the seventy-two virgins given by Allah in heaven.

The two armed policemen arrived quickly and took Ai Shan into custody, this time they showed no mercy, twisting Ai Shan's two arms to the back with a pair of stainless steel handcuffs, and buckled them to the deepest part of the gears, and the handcuffs were strangled into the flesh.

"Are those of you?" Liu Handong naturally put his hand behind his back and pinched the handle of the gun, and looked at a few men who hurried in the distance.

Those guys have big beards and look like Afghans, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is just a disguise, they are white Europeans and Americans.

"It's the enemy." The assistant military attache said in a low voice.

The two armed police soldiers were nervous, their mission at the embassy was mainly to protect the ambassador and other important diplomatic personnel, and did not include fighting with agents of other countries, but the honor of the military still made them choose to show their swords, even if the other party was a battle-hardened veteran.

The four whites inadvertently took a vantage point, their hands reaching their waists, and a battle of parity was about to begin.

Suddenly, a group of Afghans came up and stood in the middle of them.

The assistant military attache immediately decided: "Go!" ”

One soldier picked up Aishan, the other pulled out a pistol and put it under his clothes to guard, Liu Handong also pulled out his trophies, the sand-colored g1ock18 automatic pistol, turned on the insurance, put his fingers on the trigger guard, adrenaline began to secrete, and the state of the whole person was adjusted to the best, he didn't care who the other party was, anyway, this is Kabul, not Omijiang, no one cares about killing people and setting fires, just go out and open the whole thing.

The car was waiting at the entrance of the hospital, it was a Mercedes-Benz van, with ordinary civilian license plates, not a diplomatic vehicle of the embassy, and there was a person sitting in the driver's seat, but his head was lying on the steering wheel, and it seemed that someone had killed him.

Liu Handong jumped up with an arrow step, pulled the unconscious driver into the car, sat in the driver's seat himself, and looked at the car key not in the keyhole, he did not hesitate, pulled down the baffle under the dashboard, pulled a few wires and began to ignite.

The assistant military attache jumped into the co-pilot seat very tacitly, and the two armed policemen dragged Aishan into the car, and before the sliding door could be closed, the van roared and rushed out.

The four guys were in front of them, Liu Handong slammed on the accelerator and crashed over, if the distance allowed, a highly trained agent would calmly stand in place and shoot at the driver, but these guys all understood that the result of the shooting was that they were knocked away, so they chose to dodge, waiting for the van to whizz past before getting up and shooting.

The nine-millimeter pistol bullet smashed a crack in the rear window of the van, but it didn't cause any damage, and the car was modified to be bulletproof without significantly increasing its weight.

The whites got into their own cars, which were also a seemingly ordinary civilian Volkswagen car, and the turf was very high, and in a place like Afghanistan, the car had to adapt to the bad roads.

A chase in the city began, and Liu Handong was not familiar with the terrain of Kabul, but this did not affect his swinging skills, because the military attaché assistant who served as the navigator in the co-pilot seat knew the streets and alleys of Kabul well, which was also a necessary skill of an officer of the Second Department of the General Staff.

There were not many cars on the streets of Kabul, and there was no such concept as a traffic policeman, and the soldiers of the security forces wearing blue-gray uniforms and holding AK47s were too lazy to bother with such illegal, and the two cars sped by, spending 180 miles.

City racing, pay attention to not the degree, but the turning, Liu Handong's housekeeping skills is to drive a car, even if it is a trained agent and his racing car is also self-inflicted, although he is driving a van, but after all, it is Mercedes-Benz, this brand represents not only luxury, but excellent quality.

Drifting, flicking the tail, turning 180 degrees, Liu Handong drove the van in a daze, and the two armed police soldiers in the carriage clung to the handrail, so nervous that the fingers holding the gun were white.

Ten minutes later, Liu Handong looked in the rearview mirror and said, "Shake it off." ”

"A few more detours." The assistant military attache said that a layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, presumably hot.

Liu Handong went around a few more times before he drove to a courtyard on the outskirts of Kabul under the command of the assistant military attaché, and although the assistant military attache did not introduce him, Liu Handong could guess that this was a safe house set up by the intelligence agency in Kabul.