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Liu Handong sat in the cab, holding the steering wheel, closed his eyes slightly, smelled the smell of diesel fuel in the air, and felt a slight tremor, as if he had returned to his own years of fighting.

Liu Handong is from a military family, his grandfather is a lieutenant colonel of the 6th Army awarded the title of 55, deputy commander of the Jiangbei Military Division, his father Liu Kaihua is a graduate of the Omi Infantry School, the instructor of the reconnaissance company during the Liangshan round war, sacrificed in the cross-border capture operation, he himself is the most uncompetitive, he has been a soldier for eight years and has not been able to do it, and he is only a sergeant when he is discharged, but he is different from ordinary peacetime soldiers, he has encountered separatists on the snowy plateau, has experienced the test of blood and fire, and the military element is not covered, and the grenade can be thrown 80 meters away, If it weren't for his too strong personality, he would have been an officer a long time ago.

The rifle is on the side, which makes Liu Handong full of courage, even if the opponent is a terrorist who is extremely brutal, he has the confidence to touch it, this is not the courage of the horseman, but the family tradition flowing in the blood, the child of the old Liu family is by no means a bad breed!

The satellite phone rang, and it was Zheng Jiayi calling, who asked Liu Handong with great concern how he was doing.

"Very good, I'm going to transfer now, I'll get in touch again." Liu Handong said with a grin.

"I advise you to stay where you are and wait for rescue, you are not familiar with the local situation, and it is difficult to ensure safety in case you encounter other armed factions." Zheng Jiayi said eagerly.

"It's okay, I have a guide, and besides, I still have a gun." Liu Handong patted Ahmed on the shoulder, and the latter threw him a smirk.

"And where are you going?" Zheng Jiayi was on the Bombardier plane flying to Islamabad at the moment, she was pacing back and forth, anxious, Liu Handong was really bold, he would have been scared if he had replaced others, he actually had the leisure to wander around, it was really nervous to a certain point.

"I don't know, I should go to rescue Manager Tang." Liu Handong said, "I'm going to drive, I can't talk to you anymore, I'll contact you again." ”

The phone was disconnected, Yang Xu came over with a cup of coffee and asked, "How is it, he didn't run around, right?" ”

Zheng Jiayi took the coffee and said depressedly: "You guessed it, he seems to have found a car to save Tang Jianjun and them." ”

Yang Xu said: "It's really a mess, doesn't he know the complex shape of Afghanistan, we don't have the ability to cross the border to rescue, we can only mediate through diplomatic means, he wants to make things worse, we must stop this behavior immediately." ”

Zheng Jiayi didn't take a stubble, shrugged his shoulders and went back to his seat, and didn't call Liu Handong again.

Yang Xu was bored and went back.

……

Liu Handong drove forward on the Gobi Desert in Afghanistan, the dust and smoke were billowing behind the wheels, there was no road ahead, the devastated ground had no life, and it was as barren as Mars6.

The carriage was full of corpses, which was shipped at Ahmed's request, and the dead should all be his kindred, although the young man couldn't wait to take revenge, but he couldn't bear to expose his relatives to the wilderness, revenge nine deaths, if he also died, who would bury his relatives, who would convey their deaths, Liu Handong understood his thoughts, and assisted Ahmed to load more than 30 corpses onto the truck.

Ahmed has been guiding the way, he is a living navigator, according to the position of the sun can identify the direction, the two of them drove for a day, close to dusk, surrounded by majestic mountains, Liu Handong guessed, this is the famous Hinduku mountain range.

Suddenly, the bright light on the top of the mountain in the distance flashed, Liu Handong subconsciously stepped on the accelerator and rushed to the dead corner, there is no reflective object in nature, and there is only one possibility of bright light, that is, the optical aiming device of the sniper.

Ahmed was not alarmed, and threw the car door open and jumped down, dancing as if to make some kind of contact.

Liu Handong raised his binoculars and saw a person standing on the top of the mountain, waving his arms outstretched.

After a long journey, we finally arrived at Ahmed's hometown, a small village in the Hinduk mountains.

This village is obviously much larger, with more than 100 adobe houses, an earthy yellow color in the sunset, extremely close to the landscape, if you look down from the air, it is difficult to see this mountain village.

As the news spread throughout the village, many elderly people, women and children came out of their houses and went to the truck to claim the bodies of their men.

The corpses are covered with a layer of dust, the face is earthy gray, thirty-three stones are lined up, the imam in the village is carrying out some kind of ritual, the relatives take water and white cloth to scrub and wrap, the sound of mourning is all over the field, Liu Handong carefully observed, there are basically no adult men in the village, it is conceivable that this is a fierce tribe that lives by robbing and kidnapping grass valleys, but the luck is a little bad, and finally tied up the fat sheep, but his own family was completely destroyed.

Ahmet brought a pale old man, Liu Handong greeted him, but he heard the long-lost English, the old man's English with a little accent, but the speech was clear and could be understood completely.

He sued Liu Handong that his name was Abdul. Saleh, Ahmed was his grandson, and one of the dead was his son, Ahmed's father, Hassan.

Liu Handong heard the debut that the names of Pashtuns are very long, but there are rules at all, the first name is his own name, the second is his patronymic, the third is his ancestral name, and the fourth is his surname.

The old man proudly said that Pashtuns are the most enthusiastic about their friends, and you are our friend, just stay here and let us treat you well.

Liu Handong's English level is not bad, he can communicate simply, and he said that he is willing to help the old man avenge and save his colleagues by the way.

The old man Abdul pondered for a moment, telling Liu Handong that this matter belongs to the revenge of the blood clan between the Pashtuns, and if you want to join in, it is equivalent to our brother, and hugged him with tears in his eyes.

"A long time ago, the Chinese helped us fight the Soviet invaders, and now we have brothers from China." The old man sighed.

Liu Handong muttered in his heart, since he is an old friend of the Chinese people, why do he still tie up our Zhongyan Huang employees, it seems that the surface is a set of thick black rules that are common all over the world.

His heart moved, and he took out the May Fourth pistol engraved with his name and showed it to Abdul, and the old man looked at it, frowned, and said, "This is Hassan's gun." ”

"Do you know the history of this gun?" Liu Handong asked, feeling faintly excited, he seemed to have heard the story of an unsung hero sleeping in a foreign land.

But Abdul just shook his head: "This gun was picked up by Hassan when he was a child, from an unidentified bearded man. ”

"Where's the beard?" Liu Handong broke the casserole and asked to the end.

The old man pointed to the distance: "It's buried there." ”

Qingshan buried the bones everywhere, why bother to return the body of the horse leather, Liu Handong sighed, saluted to the distance, and did not put down his arms for a long time, he knew that after the Soviet Union invaded Afghanistan in the late seventies, China and the United States worked together to help Afghanistan resist the Soviet Union, the United States paid for it, China sent guns, from Stinger missiles to rifle bullets, all from Pakistan to Afghanistan, and the military would definitely send special forces out of the country to carry out tasks, but these are all secrets and will never be known.

The old man Abdul solemnly held the May Fourth pistol to Liu Handong with both hands: "You are Chinese, Hassan's matching gun, and the goods will be returned to the original owner." ”

Liu Handong took it and pinned the pistol to his waist.

"Now we can talk about revenge." A fierce look flashed in the eyes of the old man Abdul, this is a master who has a grudge and does not stay overnight, and he has a good temper with Liu Handong.

……

In the conference room of the Marriott Hotel in Islamabad, Pakistan, the dusty Zhongyanhuang emergency response team rushed here as soon as the plane got off the plane and held a meeting with relevant personnel from the embassy, the Pakistani branch, the Pakistani diplomatic department, and the intelligence bureau of the three services.

According to Zheng Jiayi's mobile phone, Liu Handong's Iridium phone coordinates have penetrated deep into the heart of Afghanistan, and a colonel of Pakistan's 6th Army said that this is within the military's capabilities, and it is possible to communicate with the United States or directly contact the Kabul government to coordinate the rescue.

Yang Xu pointed out that the people were abducted in Peshawar, and the Pakistani side has the responsibility to rescue them, and that prevarication is meaningless and detrimental to bilateral relations.

Peshawar belongs to the Northwest Frontier Province, there are many tribes, and Islamabad cannot control them at all, and on the day of the incident, the local security forces quickly dispatched and exchanged fire with the kidnappers, killing and wounding several soldiers, accusing the Pakistani side of ineffective rescue, which is irresponsible.

Yang Xu realized his mistake and changed his words and said that he hoped that the Bafang Tongguò tribal armed forces would get the latest information on which group of armed people the two hostages were taken away.

The colonel explained that there are many armed groups in Afghanistan, and we need time to find out the news, which may be a long process, and I hope that Chinese friends will not be in a hurry and make long-term plans.

"For how long?" Zheng Jiayi interjected and asked.

"Half a year, maybe a year." Colonel said.

"Go to Kabul." Zheng Jia said, "Contact the Afghan Embassy in Islamabad tomorrow and get the visa first." ”

Yang Xu sank his face, Zheng Jiayi made his own decision to go to Afghanistan, who is the team leader?

Zheng Jia has no idea of seizing power, she is eager to rescue her compatriots, Liu Handong is not in danger for the time being, but Tang Jianjun and Bai Furong have become even more dangerous, there are many extremist armed forces in Afghanistan, they don't want money, they want to die!

The meeting ended hastily, discussions began within the emergency response team, and most people supported Zheng Jiayi's decision, because there was no point in staying in Islamabad, and now the place of ownership of the incident had become Afghanistan, and it was the Kabul government, not the Palestinian, that needed to be coordinated.

Yang Xu didn't dare to make a decision, Zhongyanhuang had no branch in Afghanistan, there was no one to pick up the airport, and there were no resources, so it was an impulsive approach to rush there.

"Need to ask HQ." Yang Xu prevaricated.

"Okay, I'll call." Zheng Jiayi picked up the telephone.

"Mr. Song has probably rested." Yang Xu looked at his watch and persuaded kindly.

"No, I know him." Zheng Jiayi called without hesitation, and sure enough, Song Jianfeng was still in the office.

After introducing the situation, Song Jianfeng immediately replied: "You can go to Kabul." ”

"Contact the Afghan ambassador immediately, contact the plane." Zheng Jia together.

Yang Xu was a little displeased, is this the rhythm of emptying himself and seizing power?