Ahmad smiled and looked back at the man and said, "This is the father and son you helped who ran out of the village, this is the father, Sadat. It's a little village called Sammy, like I said, not far from that wood. “

I remembered this man when he said that. It was the same Afghan who was afraid of the Americans because of his cooperation with the TLB, and left the village with us, but he didn't take anything with him because he was in a hurry.

I looked at him and said, "Thank you for saving me... Ahmed immediately translated, and the man looked at me and said in a gentle tone. Ahmed immediately said, "He said that this is nothing compared to what you did for them. “

After listening to Ahmed's translation, I suddenly remembered the phrase "Good people are rewarded." At this moment, I have a very deep understanding of this sentence. It was far more difficult for him to save me than it seems, because it was a time of war now. Who would dare to take in a wounded person of unknown origin at will? It might be better if it was discovered by the Americans, even if the origin is not clear, and even the Yankees who are suspected of being TLB should be more rational and restrained as long as they have not received any blows and stimuli. But no matter how rational you are, you can't run away from suspecting that the host has a problem and causing a lot of trouble. And what if it is discovered by TLB? And suspect that it was the Yankees who took in? The head on that neck is about to move! So if I hadn't helped him before, I don't think anyone would have dared to rescue me with Ahmed so simply and without any scruples.

I stretched out my hand, squeezed the man's hand hard, and said very seriously, "Thank you, Sadat." Thank you. “

Sadat nodded at me and spoke. I understand this sentence without translation, it is something like "Allah is with you, Allah bless you." Words of blessing.

In my chat with Sadat, I learned that the father and son did not choose to return to their original village after they broke up with us. There are two reasons why they did not go back, one is that they are worried that the Yankees will not leave for a while, after all, there are a large number of TLB forces gathered there, although they have been defeated, but there will definitely be a clearance in the vicinity. The village will not be peaceful and safe for the time being. Second, the village is estimated to be badly damaged, and it may be a mess if you go back. So the two simply didn't go back, but chose to come to relatives and friends here, and then make plans when the situation was relatively stable.

After a brief chat, Sadat seemed to know that Ahmed and I had something to say, so he took the initiative to get up and leave. Immediately after he left, I looked at Ahmed and said, "How long have I been here?" “

"It's been two days." Ahmed said, "You were in a coma for two days, but fortunately, after so many years of war, many people have the experience and means to treat your external injuries, and finally brought you back to life." It seems that with me, your luck has also improved. “

I smiled, looked at the house and said, "Are our people passing by here?" “

Ahmed shook his head at me when he heard this, and said with some disappointment, "I've asked the people here. None of our people have appeared recently, only people from TLB have passed through here. There were a few other people walking around the area, but who they were not known exactly. “

"Passing by?" I looked at Ahmed in wonder, "What does this mean?" “

"I think those guys should be Yankees. Guess what mission they are performing, so go around the village so as not to be discovered by the villagers and reveal it to TLB. “

"When did this happen?" I asked.

"What do you mean? Those who are unidentified? Ahmed asked.

I nodded and said, "Yes." When did these people pass from here? And where are they going? “

"The direction into the mountains. The time was the second day we arrived in the village. There are sheep herders who see it. Ahmed said.

"Hey... Let's hope our people have left without a hitch. I whispered.

"yes... I hope so. Ahmed said this, as if he suddenly remembered something, he looked at me and said, "There is also good news. That's that there are people here who know the way to Pakistan. He looked at me as he said and smiled, "Know the way that no one knows." “

"Really?" This news is undoubtedly the best I've heard recently, "Did he walk by himself?" “

"Walk through." Ahmed nodded, "It is said that the people who first walked this path made their fortunes through this path. ”

"For smuggling? Smuggling things? I looked at Ahmed and said.

"Not bad. It is used to smuggle things that make people want to stop and are not easy to quit if they are infected. “

"I see... I nodded, "Then the person who knows the way now is a former porter?" Along the way? “

"It should be. Otherwise, who would be in this place if they were rich? Ahmed said.

Oh, yes... This place, who will stay here if there is some way? One day a gang of TLB armed men came and hid here, who would dare to drive them away or not let them come? But if they come, they may come with them to destroy their coalition forces, and then after a fierce exchange of fire, it may be the same village as the one we have captured before, not only will there be deaths, but also homes will be destroyed in an instant.

I looked at Ahmed and said, "Do you have any plans or plans?" ”

Ahmed looked at me and said, "We need to find someone else now, at least get their news." ”

"Looking for them?"

"That's right! Find them. They shouldn't come back to us, and they won't come back. Ahmed said and thought for a moment, "They may be trying to find a way to cross the border now, or they may have met Yankees who are still fighting guerrillas." ”

"Are you worried about Ashraf?" I spoke.

Ahmed looked at me and nodded, admitting it very honestly. "He's so young. Leave me, he's dangerous. I don't believe in Qasim, and your people care equally more about Akolma than Achraf. ”

"I understand." I nodded, looked up at my body, "How's my recovery?" Can you start on your way? ”

"Get on the road. Hehe... Ahmed smiled and said, "No kidding. You'll have to rest for at least three or four days. My idea is to entrust you to the Sadat father and son, and then I will set out on my own into the mountains to find them. At least hear from them. “

"You're alone? Isn't it too dangerous? I asked.

"No, it won't." Ahmed immediately denied, "It's much safer than when I walked with you." I don't have a weapon and I can speak here, so I know where I'm coming from. As long as the people who meet me are willing to open their mouths and talk to me, then I will not be in danger. “

"Well, since you insist. I'm okay with that. I nodded, "But... I've always wanted to ask you a question, but I don't find it easy to speak. “

Ahmed looked at me as if he knew what I was going to ask and smiled, "Do you want to ask if Ashraf is my son?" “

Recommended Ticket. Pass.... What's coming? . . . My sauerkraut soup is steamed buns... No, it's just the corn tortillas mixed with sand in the story, looking at you with a blank eye. Hahahaha

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