9-4 Pursuit*

There is no grass on the desolate plateau of Afghanistan, the top of the majestic mountains is covered with snow, and the deserted roads are nothing but dust or dust.

"Boy, are you sure this is the way back?" Zhao Hui obviously didn't trust Sekino's wilderness survival skills very much.

Sekino grabbed the barrel of the sVd and carried it on his shoulder, looking like an Afghan veteran, he shook his shoulders and didn't say anything, the person who is qualified to enter the T unit is naturally not an ordinary rookie, he doesn't need words to prove his ability.

There seemed to be a car in the distance, and the three of them immediately became alert, Liu Ziguang put the unconscious Hamid in the middle of the road, and then stood in place and waited, Zhao Hui and Guan Ye hid on the spot, ready to kill out by surprise after a while.

It didn't take much effort, the car drove in front of them, but everyone was shocked, this was a Toyota pickup truck with a severely squeezed and deformed front of the car, the tires were also deflated, and black smoke was emitted while driving, and what was even more ridiculous was that there was a teenager sitting in the cab, looking at them with flickering eyes.

Guan Ye didn't move, Zhao Hui limped over, exchanged a few words with the child who was driving, and learned that the car was picked up by him nearby, and the child was a sheep herding baby from a nearby tribe.

"So, kid, can I pay for this car?" Zhao Hui spoke in Pashto, which was not very fluent, with additional gestures.

"Okay, I want dollars." In this environment, even children know that the dollar is hard currency.

Zhao Hui was patiently bargained by the child for a long time, and finally negotiated the price, and bought the pickup truck that was only not much different from scrap iron for twenty dollars, and then the child ran away happily, Liu Ziguang put Hamid in the compartment, Zhao Hui climbed into the cab and began to try to move the car, but the damn pickup truck actually stalled.

"Let me try." Liu Ziguang kicked a few times at the motive part and said, "Move again." ”

Zhao Hui twisted the key suspiciously, the car actually moved, he happily gave Liu Ziguang a thumbs up, Guan Ye also climbed into the carriage at this time, but Liu Ziguang stood still.

"You go back first, and I'll see if I can bring things back." Liu Ziguang said lightly, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

"You, alone?" Zhao Hui slapped the steering wheel in disbelief and asked, "Eat the top, brother, that's not how to play with life." ”

Sekino also urged: "Get in the car quickly!" Don't take it upon yourself. ”

Liu Ziguang put the machine gun on his shoulder and said, "Guan Ye, what rank do you have?" ”

Guan Ye was stunned and said, "I'm an army major." ”

"What about you, Lao Zhao?"

"Me, do I have a rank? It seems that the certificate is also a major. Zhao Hui said.

"The three of us are all majors, there is no concept of superiors and subordinates, since we are soldiers, we must focus on the task, I have already decided, no one should persuade me."

Seeing Liu Ziguang's resolute posture, Zhao Hui compromised first, threw a magazine and said to him, "Be careful." Then he stepped on the gas pedal and drove away.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Liu Ziguang appeared and there was a person standing on the side of the road, it was Guan Ye who was carrying sVd, and the new members of the T team said in a tone that you didn't have a clue with you: "You should really join the old T, not some company." ”

"Forget it, I'm more used to this kind of casual life than I am." After Liu Ziguang finished speaking, he walked towards the depths of the mountain with a machine gun.

Guan Ye was born in a military family, joined the army at the age of 16, entered the army academy at the age of 18, and served as an infantry platoon commander at the Fujian front line for a period of time after graduation, and later studied for many times, served as a guard staff officer of the deputy commander of the military region, a squadron leader of the special brigade of the military region, a sniper instructor, etc., and was recently selected into the T unit directly under the General Staff Department.

Zhao Hui, on the other hand, is an agency under the General Assembly, spending the country's money all day long in the bright lights, wandering around Washington, Paris, Tokyo, and other places, their lives are full of night dresses and champagne, luxury cars and private jets, and the T troops belong to the people on two fronts, the neon-lit city belongs to Yongchang trade, and the desert and jungle belong to the old T.

And now, a halfway monk trading company staff dare to face the tribal warlords armed to the teeth, as a member of the T unit with a strong sense of honor, how can he be willing to lag behind, Liu Ziguang is right, they are all majors, no one can order anyone, and the communication tools are broken, in the absence of instructions from superiors, must fully exercise autonomy and use all conditions to complete the task, this is what a qualified old T should do.

The two were speechless all the way, and walked to the cave where they had just fought, and saw that the battlefield had been cleaned, and even the empty magazines had been picked up, and the militants were not as rich as the NATO army, and they would not waste a bullet or a grenade.

The skills that Sekino had learned in the army finally came in handy, and in the arid and vegetated terrain of Afghanistan, it was not difficult to find traces, and he searched along the rutted tracks, and the two of them continued until the evening, the sky was full of stars, and the night sky of Afghanistan was almost transparent.

Guan Ye sat down and glanced at Liu Ziguang curiously: "You're not tired?" ”

"Not tired." Liu Ziguang took out the kettle and handed it to Guan Ye.

Sekino took it and shook it, and said in surprise: "It's full, you haven't drunk it all the time?" ”

"Drink, rest for five minutes and move on." Liu Ziguang didn't talk nonsense, lying on a rock and searching the distance with a telescope.

Sekino took out a high-energy chocolate bar and took a bite, drank some water, rubbed his calves, and stood up and said, "Let's go." ”

Liu Ziguang has an iron-like posture, how can he show weakness.

Searching and advancing at night was not something that ordinary people could do, even the Sekino of T Force was no exception, and he gave up after continuing to advance for two kilometers.

"I can't go any further, I can't see the trace of the enemy, and if I take a fork in the road, I will lose all my efforts."

So the two of them rested on the spot, found a sheltered nest, and slept in the cold of the Hinduku Mountains It was very uncomfortable, because if they didn't do well, they would freeze to death in the middle of the night because of hypothermia.

I don't know how long it took, Guan Ye suddenly felt that someone was pushing him, he immediately opened his eyes and grabbed the gun, Liu Ziguang whispered, "Listen." ”

Sekino listened with bated breath as the wind blew from the north, bringing bursts of gunfire that sounded like a fierce firefight.

"At least five kilometers away, I heard the explosion of Deshka large-caliber machine guns and Rpg7 rockets." Sekino said.

"We don't have troops from other lanes operating in this area, do we?" Liu Ziguang asked.

"Probably not."

"Then go back to sleep." Liu Ziguang

Sekino looked at his luminous watch and remembered the time, two o'clock in the morning.

At dawn, the two men went out, and this time they were not mistaken, and they continued to the north, and after about five kilometers they finally reached a small village.

This is a typical Afghan village, with a patchwork of adobe houses, adobe walls, and the same color as the earth, smoke rising from the cooking, and no trace of armed men or vehicles.

"The rut prints, the same as in front of the cave." Guan Ye handed the binoculars to Liu Ziguang and said that at this time, the two of them were lying behind a pile of rocks six hundred meters away from the village, carefully observing this suspicious small village.

Liu Ziguang took the binoculars and looked at them, frowned and said, "They arrested a few contractors last night. ”

Sekino looked through the scope of a sniper rifle, and sure enough, he saw a figure swaying in an earthen house, and two Caucasian men wearing 511 pants, sharkskin soft shells, and Oakley sand boots were escorted out, both of them were bloody, unarmed, and dressed as standard contractors.

The militants, with their heads covered, dressed in dirty Arab robes and AK47s in their hands, ordered two white men to stand against the wall before pulling out a woman with a loose hair from the house.

"Damn, it turns out that they arrested the British female doctor." Sekino's voice sounded a little excited.

Liu Ziguang also remembered that he seemed to have seen this news on TV at home before he came, and the international community unanimously condemned the despicable acts of the terrorists and demanded that they be released quickly.

The woman in the binoculars seemed to be crying and struggling, unable to see her face clearly, as the militants began beating two contractors, kicking them and smashing them in the face with the butts of their guns, while a group of armed men with guns watched indifferently.

As if someone had given the order, one of the militants opened fire, shooting the two contractors with automatic rifles in front of the hostages, causing them to convulse on the ground, and the dust and smoke rose and the sound of gunfire was heard.

"They're killing!" Sekino's breathing was a little rapid.

"Do what you have to do." Liu Ziguang said coldly, he continued to search the village with his eyes, and there was a guy who was also holding sVd, that guy was sitting on the earthen wall with a big grin, and the red handguard of sVd in his hand was extremely eye-catching, and a real sniper would never appear so flamboyantly, so it was certain that he was a rookie.

"You cover, I'll get on, I'll give you a signal when I do it." After Liu Ziguang finished speaking, he was about to go over with a machine gun.

"Wait, there are twenty of them on the surface, and I don't know how many troops there are in the village."

"So what, enough for the two of us." Liu Ziguang pulled out the Stephkin automatic pistol and opened the safety, put it back in the leather holster on his chest, broke the snap button on the dagger sheath, checked the chain of the Rpd, and walked towards the small village without hesitation.

"But......" Sekino tried to stop him, but he couldn't say anything.

"If things don't go well, you can retreat first." Liu Ziguang stopped and added.

Sekino gritted his teeth secretly, pulled the handle of the sVd and pushed the bullet, and the cross of the scope firmly covered the enemy sniper on the earthen wall six hundred meters away.