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"I'll call you in five minutes." Zheng Jiayi hung up the phone in a hurry.

Yang Xu said: "We can't deal with this problem, we must report it, the embassy has given feedback to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and we will also report to Mr. Song." ”

Zheng Jiayi dialed Song Jianfeng's phone without hesitation, and handed it to Yang Xu after connecting: "You can report." ”

Yang Xu glanced at her gratefully, took the satellite phone and began to report the situation, Song Jianfeng was also shocked, the two kidnapped employees actually fell into the hands of ** terrorists, it seems that there is more than luck,

The very unreasonable demands of the terrorists to expect the exchange of two hostages for hundreds of criminals, which is an impossible goal, shows that their aim is not to replace people, but to create an atmosphere of terror.

Song Jianfeng didn't understand this, even if he wanted to change, he didn't have this right, this matter should be handed over to the Ministry of State Security, Zhongyanhuang is just an enterprise, he can't manage so much, and he doesn't have the ability to manage it.

"Stay in touch and wait and see what happens." Song Jianfeng said.

"Okay, Mr. Song." Yang Xu raised his eyes to look at Zheng Jiayi, "Does Jiayi still have something to say to Mr. Song?" ”

Zheng Jiayi was bowing his head and pondering, and suddenly woke up, grabbed the phone and said, "Mr. Song, we have troops over there." ”

Song Jianfeng didn't understand: "What did you say, whose troops, the Afghan security forces or what?" ”

"No, it's our people, Liu Handong and the local tribe arm, they are about to launch an attack on the ** elements, if the central government can coordinate the Afghan political axe or some other force to send fighter jets to support, I think it will be successful, I know their detailed coordinates, I have it on my mobile phone!"

Song Jianfeng didn't seem to have hope for this matter, and he instructed Zheng Jiayi: "Immediately let him stop his actions, don't take risks, he is a common man, not a soldier, so be it." ”

"Wait a minute!" Zheng Jiayi shouted rudely, "Mr. Song, at this moment, Liu Handong did what he had to do, as Chinese, shouldn't we do something!" ”

After a long silence, Yang Xu was embarrassed and nervous on the side, that is, Zheng Jia dared to talk to the leader like this with his family background, and he would definitely lose his job if he changed others.

"Jiayi, there's really not much we can do." Song Jianfeng's voice seemed to come from the distant sky, "I can understand your feelings, and I also understand that we should do something, so let's do it, from now on, I will take responsibility for what you do, and do what you want to do, just do it boldly." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Song." Zheng Jiayi hung up the phone.

"How?" Yang Xu asked eagerly.

Zheng Jiayi shook her head, took a deep breath, and called Liu Handong again, and after a few seconds, the phone was connected, and she heard a wheezing sound, and the other party was probably marching long distances on the plateau.

"Liu Handong, just now we received the latest information, Tang Jianjun and Bai Furong are indeed in the hands of the East Turkistan, they are using the global live broadcast as a condition to blackmail the authorities to release more than 300 accomplices, you know, this is impossible, so, the hope of the survival of the two compatriots is very small, there is only a glimmer of possibility, that is you."

"Understood!" Liu Handong replied unusually simply.

"What do you need me to do?" Zheng Jiayi asked next.

"Didn't you just say that if I die, help me inform my family."

"There are other things I can do." Zheng Jia together.

"Alright, help me find some bombers to back up." Liu Handong's tone was joking, and Zheng Jiayi had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and replied: "Okay, I'll help you contact the bomber." ”

She hung up the phone and looked at the stunned Yang Xu, who swallowed his saliva and asked her, "Jiayi, where are you going to find a bomber?" ”

"Find the President of Afghanistan." Zheng Jia together.

"But the president doesn't just say he can see it." Yang Xu stammered, his thinking was a little unable to keep up with Zheng Jiayi.

"What time is it?" Zheng Jia's eyes were blazing.

"March 23, what's wrong?" Yang Xu glanced at the calendar on his watch.

"Today is Pakistan's National Day, and the President of Afghanistan will definitely go to the Pakistani Embassy to attend the celebration ceremony, and Chinese diplomats will also attend." Zheng Jiayi hurried away after speaking.

Yang Xu is convinced, Zheng Jiayi's courage and action are much stronger than himself, he is only good at being a staff member, once he needs to take responsibility, he will be dizzy when he needs to make a decision, the leader of the emergency team should let Zheng Jiayi do it.

As soon as Zheng Jia returned to the room, he took out a black silk dress from the cabinet and changed it into, straightened his head in front of the mirror, and suddenly noticed that the shoulders of this night dress were exposed, and Afghanistan was not a secular Muslim country, so he found a Kashmiri shawl to wrap around, put on a lapis lazuli necklace, and went out with a handbag.

The Chinese embassy in Afghanistan is relatively poor, there are few cars, Zheng Jiayi is only a guest, she has no right to transfer vehicles, she can't care about anything else, she went out and took a local taxi, and told the driver in English and gestures that she was going to the Pakistani embassy.

The driver grinned and smiled, and after a few minutes of going around in a circle, he arrived at the door of the Pakistani Embassy, it turned out that the embassy area was in the center of Kabul, and the distance was very close and within walking distance, Zheng Jiayi took out the dollar to pay the bill, and the driver waved his hand very generously and said, Chinese, friends, don't want money.

Zheng Jia smiled, got out of the car and walked to the brightly lit embassy, but she couldn't enter without an invitation, and the iron-faced and selfless guards resolutely refused to be accommodating.

"I am the wife of the Chinese ambassador, please inform me." Zheng Jia bit his silver teeth and told a big lie.

The guard really didn't dare to slack off, and quickly went in to report, and after a while, the old acquaintance Secretary Li came out, and when he saw the so-called "ambassador's wife", he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, said a few words to the guard, and stretched out his hand very gentlemanly, and let Zheng Jia enter the venue with him.

Pakistan's National Day buffet was being held, and diplomats from various countries in Kabul and United Nations staff were dressed up, many of them beautiful, but Zheng Jiayi's model-like tall figure and elegant temperament immediately attracted countless attention.

Secretary Li led Zheng Jiayi to the charge d'affaires in China, this is an old man with a lot of silver, and it is enough to be her father depending on her age.

"I'm Zheng Jiayi from Zhongyan Huang, I have something important to ask for your help." Zheng Jia didn't have time to greet politely, so she explained the matter concisely.

The chargé d'affaires frowned: "I know about this, but there is no evidence that the hostages are in Afghanistan." ”

"I have proof." Zheng Jia took out his mobile phone from his bag and turned on the screen, "The camp is south of Baghlan, and our reconnaissance personnel are near the terrorist camp. ”

"What do you want me to do?" The chargé d'affaires asked.

"Ask the president of Afghanistan for help and ask him to send bombers to support." Zheng Jiayi said resolutely.

The chargé d'affaires shook his head: "This is not in line with diplomatic etiquette, I will solve it tomorrow through regular diplomatic channels, and I am not in a hurry." ”

Zheng Jiayi said coldly: "Thank you." "Turn around and leave, there are too many mediocre talents who have not taken responsibility these years, and you still have to rely on yourself for everything.

Beautiful ladies are always the focus of social scenes, and soon a young man in the dress of the Pakistani 6th Army stepped forward to hand her a drink, and then some white men who looked like European diplomats stepped forward to accost, Zheng Jiayi once attended a cocktail party at the White House, and she was like a flower surrounded by bees, talking and laughing fluently in English.

Of course, becoming a social queen is not Zheng Jiayi's goal, her goal is the president of Afghanistan, but His Excellency the president does not seem to be visible in the venue.

Suddenly, Zheng Jiayi saw several people walking out of the side hall, one of them was wearing a Kazaku hat made of sheep fetal wool, wearing a cloak, and his demeanor was graceful, followed by two bodyguards in tall suits and leather shoes, and the Pakistani ambassador was walking beside him.

That's Hamid Karzai! Legendary figure, former President of the Islamic Republic of Afghanistan.

Zheng Jiayi did not hesitate, whispered a word of surprise, left everyone and walked towards the president, Karzai walked quickly, a black Mercedes-Benz S6oo bulletproof sedan drove from behind the courtyard, stopped not far away, the bodyguard got out of the car and opened the door, seeing that Karzai was about to get into the car, Zheng Jiayi shouted: "Your Excellency the President!" ”

Karzai turned back suspiciously, the bodyguard stretched out his hand into his arms, and saw that it was a graceful East Asian female surname, the vigilance in his eyes did not relax, one bodyguard stepped forward to stop him, and the other bodyguard covered President Karzai with his burly body to protect him from getting into the car.

"Your Excellency, I need your help!" Zheng Jia was in a hurry, pushed his bodyguards to stop him, and shouted in English, "There are three Chinese citizens whose lives are threatened!" Only you can save them! Please! ”

Hamid Karzai had already sat in the Mercedes S6oo, but got out of the car again and walked towards Zheng Jiayi.

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Liu Handong and others have arrived at the second destination, on the way they have encountered three mobile sentinels, all of which have been cleverly dodged, the terrorists are not regular troops, they are very scattered, if they are replaced by the US army, I am afraid that the surprise attack will be difficult to succeed.

The old man Abdul unloaded the rocket from the little donkey, untied the bridle, and patted the donkey's buttocks: "Avanti, let's go." ”

The little donkey's big eyes flickered, and he licked his master very well, unwilling to leave.

The old man didn't care about it, raised his telescope to observe the village in the distance, Liu Handong raised his arm and measured the distance with the simple ranging method taught in the army, at least 1,500 meters, which was already out of the effective range of the rifle, and nothing could be hit here.

Abdul squatted down, pulled out the dagger and scratched on the ground, Liu Handong looked down, the old guy was doing geometry problems, no, he was calculating the trajectory, who is Abdul, why an old man in an Afghan mountain village would use geometric algorithms, Liu Handong was puzzled.

After the old man finished the calculation, he instructed his grandson to build a slope with dirt on the ground, put three rockets on it, aimed at the distant village, took out a few batteries and a small alarm clock, connected them with wires, and connected them to the tail of the rocket.

Fifty kilometers away, a night plane was rapidly approaching, and the radar at the Kabul air traffic control center showed that it was a transit plane from China and destined for Iran.