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"No matter who the enemy is, let them come and go." Another armed police soldier is full of unconcerned rhetoric, and the soldiers who can be stationed abroad are all selected by thousands of top-notch trainees, who are politically reliable and have excellent military skills, and coupled with their long-term patriotic education, they hate the United States to the core, and they despise it to the core.

"It's like, our guys aren't vegetarians." The soldier who asked just now licked his lips and checked his Type 95 assault rifle, he was not afraid, but a little nervous, and some faint expectations, every soldier is eager for meritorious service, and combat merit is the highest honor in peacetime.

The assistant military attache unceremoniously poured cold water on them: "Everyone is a veteran of decades of war, which one has few lives in his hands, you have to obey orders and listen to commands later, let you do whatever you want, remember, you are now on the battlefield." ”

"Yes!" Both fighters puffed up their chests involuntarily.

Liu Handong was talking to Aseti about the defense capability of the safe house.

"Our safe house is different from the Yankees, it is an ordinary house, the walls are not bulletproof, there are no tunnels or anything, the most important thing about the safe house is concealment, not solidity, it is not interesting to make a fortress, people use Hellfire missiles to attack you, even if the walls are embedded with bulletproof steel plates, it is useless." Essetti saw that Liu Handong was an expert and was willing to chat with him.

"Do you have a map of Kabul?" Liu Handong moved on to another topic.

"There must be." Acety took out a plastic folded map from the drawer and handed it over, "Here you go, I still have it." ”

"Thank you." Liu Handong opened the map, first asked where he was now, and then looked at it carefully.

It was late at night, and the assistant military attaché arranged a duty schedule for everyone, taking turns to keep vigil and stay on the gilt to prevent a possible surprise attack.

At the same time, in a valley in the Hinduku Mountains south of Baghlan, the air smells of burning, and a Puma helicopter painted with the blue United Nations logo hovers in the air, a column of snowy searchlights shining on the ground, and the passengers in the helicopter cabin have grim faces and do not say a word.

There were at least 200 corpses on the ground, in strange shapes, and very close together, with corpses stacked on top of each other, as if they were these idiots waiting in a line for the rockets to bombard.

"It was a massacre." One passenger said.

"No, it's war." "They are not unarmed civilians, but armed terrorists with military training, and death should be their best destination," another said. ”

The helicopter landed in the clearing, and there were already Afghan government personnel at the scene disposing of the corpses, and they all wrapped their masks, although the weather was not hot, but so many corpses piled up together, it really didn't taste good.

It was UN observers, and before they could start their investigation, they saw in the distance a few guys wearing Arabic scarves, 5.11 tactical pants and sharkskin soft shells, searching for something on the corpses.

"Americans are like vultures, they like to haunt places with a lot of corpses." The UN observer said sarcastically.

The CIA paramilitaries dressed as mercenaries had come much earlier than the UN personnel, they had already gotten what they wanted, and they left without even saying hello, their landline was a UH-6O utility helicopter without any paintwork, it seemed to be equipped with on-board weapons, the Americans have always been lawless, and Afghanistan is their backyard.

Most of the dead bodies were covered with yellow and white Turkic faces, and their clothes were all cheap Chinese-made, which indicates that they probably came from the southern region of China's Xinjiang region, and there are many such training camps in Afghanistan and other Central Asian countries, training fighters for separatist groups, and their backgrounds are complicated, with the covert support of the Turks, the instructors provided by the al-Qaeda organizations, the financial support provided by some oil-producing countries in the Middle East, and even the shadow of the Americans.

This is a cross-border infiltration attack organized by the Chinese, except for them to be so ruthless, the UN observers have a unified understanding, but they cannot produce any evidence, and no one will protest or investigate this matter, the separatists have their own language, and they will retaliate with more intensive and brutal terrorist actions.

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Safe house, everyone can't sleep, it's common to be in high spirits in a state of war, Liu Handong simply went to help the cook make supper for everyone, Aseti's kitchen was stocked with a lot of food, Liu Handong made a red stewed mutton, which won unanimous praise from everyone.

Acety brought out a drink, a red and white can of Budweiser.

"Aren't you religious?" Liu Handong said in surprise.

"Everyone has the right to religious beliefs." Esetti laughed, "Except for party members. ”

Liu Handong laughed, opened a can of beer and handed it to Aisetti, and opened a can himself.

"Beware of mistakes." The assistant military attache reminded, "I don't want to make any mistakes until the reinforcements arrive. ”

Ai Saiti put down the beer in a daze, but Liu Handong said with a big grin: "It's okay, the degree is low, you can't get drunk with a can." "But there was no one to drink with him, and it didn't make sense to drink alone.

The confidential phone rang, the assistant military attache answered, whispered a few words and hung up, and said: "Comrades, there are instructions at home, try your best to pry open Aishan's mouth, because we can't guarantee that we can safely transport him back to China, according to reliable information, the CIA has intervened, and the Americans have made representations to the Afghan government to extradite Aishan, if the pressure cannot be resisted, then before handing him over, he has to figure out the flowery intestines in his stomach, understand?" ”

"Understood!" The two armed police soldiers replied forcefully.

"What can you do?" The assistant military attache asked the two armed policemen.

"Tiger Stool." Said one of the fighters.

"Chilli water." Another fighter added, thinking for a moment and then saying, "The soldering iron burns the flesh, and the pliers clip the nails." ”

Liu Handong smiled dumbly: "Zhaze Cave, Bai Mansion, Sino-US Cooperation Institute, can you still be a little more creative, it's not easy to deal with the underground party, isn't it funny to use it to deal with extremist religious ists." ”

The faces of the two warriors turned red, and one of them said angrily: "You can, you come." ”

"Xiao Liu, what tricks do you have?" The assistant military attache also set his sights on Liu Handong.

"I naturally have my own way, but the conditions are not ripe at the moment." Liu Handong made a fool of himself, and the two armed police soldiers scoffed.

"So, who's going to interrogate him?" The assistant military attache glanced at everyone, "Which of you has been trained in this area?" ”

"Me." Ai Seti raised his hand, "The most common method in Europe and the United States is to put a towel on the face and then water it, causing a feeling of suffocation but not killing people, but I am worried that Aishan has been trained in anti-coercion confessions, and the success rate of extortion is not particularly high for people with particularly religious beliefs." ”

"Try it." The assistant military attache was the supreme commander present, in fact, he was not very sure, "We have limited time, we can pry it open, and if it doesn't work, it will be okay, so we have to hand it over to domestic torture experts." ”

Just do it, several people immediately took action, two armed policemen were responsible for guarding, and the others were gearing up to torture Aishan.

Ai Shan was tied to a sturdy solid wood chair, his upper body was naked, and Yin Yin's blood oozed from the gauze wrapped under his ribs, which was stabbed by Liu Handong with the bayonet of the Type 63 rifle, but fortunately it was only a flesh wound, not an internal organ injury, he was hit by Liu Handong with a rifle butt on the left side of his face, and a rifle butt from Tang Jianjun on his right face, a small half of his teeth fell out, and the corners of his mouth were also open.

"Your name, your place of origin." The assistant military attache sat opposite Ai Shan and asked with a pleasant face.

Essetti fiddled with the camera, and the camera was focused on Aishan.

Ai Shan has mixed feelings, yesterday he pointed the camera at the hostage, today it is himself sitting in front of the camera, but the difference is that after the interrogation, these Chinese will not use a knife to cut off their heads.

"You know, so don't talk nonsense." Ai Shan replied with a mocking face, he used Uyghur language, and when he opened his mouth to speak, blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, which was a different kind of horror.

Aseti is an ethnic Tajik, but he has spoken Uyghur since he was a child, and his role as a translator and photographer is that he said: "You are also a top student at the University for Nationalities, and you can speak Chinese better than anyone else, so don't pretend." ”

Ai Shan really changed to Chinese: "Don't bother, I won't say anything." ”

The assistant military attache said: "Explain now, it's beneficial to you, and when you get to the country, hand it over to those who eat people and don't spit out bones, even if you want to recruit, you have to peel the skin first." ”

The corners of Aishan's mouth curled: "My life has been given to Allah." ”

The assistant military attache knew that this kind of die-hard element would not shed tears when he saw the coffin, he nodded, and Liu Handong, who had long been unable to hold it back, stepped forward and pressed Aishan's head, turned his back to the sky, covered a towel, and Ai Seti picked up a bucket of pure water and poured it on Aishan's face.

Ai Shan struggled desperately, his head shaking as hard as he could, but Liu Handong's two hands clamped him tightly like iron tongs, and he couldn't move at all.

A bucket of water was poured down, Liu Handong lifted the towel, and the drenched Aishan had a sneer on his face: "That's all there is to it?" Again! ”

Ai Seti was furious, picked up a hammer, put Ai Shan's hand on the platform, and Liu Handong tacitly blocked Ai Shan's mouth with a towel.

With a hammer knock, Aishan's right index finger turned into meat sauce, his nails were mixed with flesh and blood, his body was twitching and trembling, beads of sweat the size of beans were rolling down, and a pair of eyes were round.

But he didn't say a word.

Aisetti was deflated, Aishan was too hard, and he couldn't do anything about it.

"Man, do you have a sewing kit and alcohol?" Liu Handong asked suddenly.

"What do you want this for?" Although Esetti had doubts, he quickly realized that this was a prop used to extract confessions by torture, so he ran to the workshop to get it.

Liu Handong also took a sharp Western-style kitchen knife from the kitchen and wiped it repeatedly with alcohol.

Ai Shan looked at him with disdain, revealing a proud expression that would rather die than yield, and a kitchen knife was also used as a torture prop, which was too contemptuous of people.

Liu Handong pulled off Aishan's blue and white striped cotton hospital gown pants, and the kitchen knife played a knife deftly in his hand.

"When I was a soldier in the army, I once angered the leaders, and they assigned me to work on a pig farm for half a year, and they knew what I was best at?"

Ai Shan slowly raised his head, and his face slowly changed.

"Plough the pig." Liu Handong said proudly.