In addition to exchanging tactics with the army every day, they also have to go to their army academy to report, and the most painful thing is that many people in the Pakistani army get up at 5 o'clock in the morning to carry out prayer activities, and the barracks are full of chanting sounds.

Zhang Yan would always lie on the bed, staring at the two dark circles and silently listening to the bearded men's prayers, and then slowly rolled off the bed and went to have breakfast with Sharif.

Forgive him, a guy from a foreign country, every morning there are no steamed buns, steamed buns, and no soy milk fritters, only boiled water and barbecue here, and if there are any condiments, sour lime may be the best condiment.

He really can't get used to eating these exotic delicacies, and sometimes he can really understand why Li Erniu participated in the hunter training and brought mustard ......with him.

Bearded uncles also have a habit that is often overlooked, they eat with their hands, grab rice with their right hand, and wipe their butts with their left hand...... If you get confused, you can imagine the taste.

After finishing a day's training at about 8 o'clock in the evening, Sharif, a birdman, found Zhang Yan and them, saying that he wanted to take them out for a big meal.

Zhang Yan frowned and asked suspiciously, "Sharif, won't it be pilaf again?" ”

"Zhang, you have to respect our eating habits."

"Well, I respect your eating habits, but I really don't have an appetite."

Zhang Yan had a bitter face, and the old fish and others who followed him also looked sick, and now when they go to the toilet, they smell of cumin, which is really uncomfortable.

"Zhang, this time I'll take you to eat noodles and cut noodles with a knife!"

"Really?"

"I'm like Allah ......."

"Well, you will believe in you again."

Zhang Yan patted Sharif on the shoulder, and several people followed the bearded man out of the Army Academy and walked out into the street.

Since encountering the attack on the hotel, Zhang Yan and his family have an extra mind, and every time they go out, they will put a five-star red flag logo on their arms, so that they are highly recognizable when walking on the street.

The olive green military uniform and the conspicuous five-star red flag are indeed the guarantee of life safety in a foreign land, at least the eyes of the people on the street have changed when they look at them, and their eyes are full of kindness and friendliness.

For the kind bearded people, it is easy for them to confuse the Chinese with the island people, and sometimes there are people from the stick country mixed in, and later the bearded people themselves summed up a set of methods, that is, to sing the national anthem.

Facts have proved that the bearded people's approach is quite accurate, and for this reason, many island devils are so angry that they jump to their feet and curse .......

It's a bit far, let's talk about Zhang Yan and their dinner.

A group of people led by Sharif found a Chinese restaurant, a Chinese restaurant opened by an authentic bearded uncle of the country, and one mouth was the authentic Urdu .......

It's also drunk to think about.

Faced with a group of wolf-like eyes, Sharif explained awkwardly: "The knife-cut noodles here are delicious, let's eat the noodles first." ”

"Sharif, if the noodles are not delicious, we will treat you to noodles."

The old fish and the others clenched their fists "Gaba Gaba", and the flames coming out of their eyes could almost roast Sharif into jerky.

Seven people sat around a round table, which was also a Chinese restaurant imitated by Uncle Beard, and Zhang Yan waited a little speechlessly for the food to come up.

Sharif was very kind to bring the kettle and poured everyone a cup of cold boil, which is the drink that Pakistanis drink when they eat.

There was another sigh in the restaurant.

Outside, on the street, a young man in a black robe walked slowly, and in the distance on the street, an armored car of armed police was driving towards it.

The young man's face showed a trace of hideousness and nervousness, and his right hand was clutching the backpack on his body, and the whole person looked a little nondescript, which aroused Zhang Yan's curiosity.

When the boy came to the door of a fruit shop, he put his satchel in the corner of the store and ran away.

"Sharif, look at that kid, there's something wrong!"

"Huh? Where? ”

"That's, that's the one who ran!"

Zhang Yan stood up and pointed at the young man who was gradually moving away, and the young man was still nervously turning his head to look at the situation behind him.

Sharif put down his glass of water, strode to the door of the restaurant, glanced left and right, and suddenly shouted in Urdu.

Zhang Yan and the others couldn't understand what he was shouting, but they could see that the people on the street were quickly dispersed.

"Zhao Yang, Li Min, you two go to chase that young man, you must bring it back, as long as you live, pay attention to safety."

"Understood!"

Zhao Yang and the two of them pulled out their pistols from their waists, rushed out of the restaurant like the wind, and chased after the young man who was gradually disappearing in the distance.

"Lao Zhang, what should we do?"

"Listen to what Sharif has to say."

By this time, Sharif had already run out of the restaurant, and he didn't seem to have time to explain to them what was going on.

When Zhang Yan and the others ran out, they saw Sharif running towards the armored car that was slowly approaching in the distance, and it seemed that he was trying to stop the armored car.

"Old fish, I think we should retreat immediately."

"See what?"

"Roadside bombs," Zhang Yan pointed to the old man and the others to the satchel that the young man had put down, and then said everything he saw.

"Aren't we going to help Sharif?"

"Will you defuse the bomb? Or do you understand blasting? ”

Lao Yu and the others were silent for a while, and at this time Zhang Yan continued: "We don't know how to defuse bombs, let alone blast, stay and command to drag our feet, let's leave quickly, and then notify the bomb disposal troops." ”

"Okay, let's also help evacuate the crowd, after all, according to the size of that satchel, you will definitely not be able to run within a radius of 100 meters."

"Hmm."

Zhang Yan and several of them quickly dispersed, and then began to evacuate the crowd, while notifying the local police force and army, waiting for the results of the disposal.

The armored car was stopped by Sharif, but when he came back, he didn't dare to go directly in front of the satchel, but chose to take a detour and returned to Zhang Yan's side.

"Zhang, thank you, otherwise I don't know how much damage it will cause."

"You're welcome."

"I wish the bomb disposal unit could come over sooner, these damn guys hate roadside bombs like this the most."

"I've asked Zhao Yang and them to chase after the person who planted the bomb, hoping to get something."

Sharif sighed and nodded silently, at this time the bomb had not been disposed of, and no amount of nonsense was in vain.

The six of them and a few patrolling police officers were in the distance to distract order while waiting for professional acquaintances to arrive.

Zhang Yan wasn't sure if the bag was a bomb, but Sharif, who had been on the front line and battlefield of counter-terrorism all year round, was very keen to make the most correct response.

This is the difference between veterans who have been on the battlefield and academics, veterans would rather catch mistakes than let go, while academics will hesitate, this may also be the purpose of the superiors to let Zhang Yan and them go to the Pakistani army for exchange and study, right?

Just when people were anxiously waiting, sporadic gunshots rang out in the distance, very short and very vague, Zhang Yan's heart "chuckled" inexplicably, and soon regained calm.