After a flight of more than ten hours, Zhang Yan and his team successfully landed on the Pakistani plateau.

This is a country full of exotic atmosphere, domed green buildings abound, most of the people here are believers in the world, and armed police with AK47 and 56 can be seen everywhere on the street.

Sharif, with all the bearded men with joyful smiles on their faces, had been away from home for half a year, and now they were back in their homeland.

There is a three-hour time difference between here and Beijing, so even at eight o'clock at night, you can still see the sun here.

The military observation and exchange group was led by an old fox with a golden bean on his shoulder, and the team was followed by a bunch of birdmen with two cents and two cents.

After getting off the plane, a group of people did not report to the Pakistani army with Sharif and them, but went to the embassy first.

As an exchange group sent by the government, all personnel must first go to the embassy for the record after arriving at their destination, and then wait for the time difference to pass before starting exchange activities with the Pakistani army.

And this time is also a time for the Pakistani army to prepare.

The bed in the embassy hotel was very soft, and when I ate at night, the table was full of ***-style delicacies, which made a group of bigwigs frown, and they didn't eat much.

Zhang Yan, a foodie, didn't care about that, grabbed a large piece of mutton and chicken and stuffed it into his mouth, and muttered in his mouth: "Chiefs, just think this is Xinjiang noodles, it's delicious." ”

It is indeed delicious, in Zhang Yan's opinion, this kind of roasted food with a lot of seasonings is at least much better than those snake meat in the jungle.

"Xiao Zhang, if you like to eat, eat more."

"These comrades don't know what to do? Even if it's a bowl of noodles for us! ”

A two-haired four-handed player with the fork in his hand, how can he look like a little big guy.

Zhang Yan swallowed a piece of chicken with difficulty, and said embarrassedly: "Chiefs, do you want to eat fried noodles?" ”

"Xiao Zhang, do you know how to make fried noodles?"

"Uh-huh." He nodded hurriedly, and glanced at the bigwigs present with some fear.

Just now, he has already accused Sang of scolding Huai for criticizing him, if he doesn't show it again, he will wear small shoes when he returns to China.

"Then let's try Xiao Zhang's craftsmanship too!"

"Well, look at you."

Zhang Yan got up and rushed into the back kitchen with a strange scream, and a group of bigwigs in the restaurant all laughed.

Twenty minutes later, just as the bigwigs were about to lift the table, Zhang Yan ran out of the back kitchen with a dozen waiters carrying more than a dozen large bowls.

"Chief, the face is here."

Everyone had a large bowl of noodles, red red cabbage, shredded carrots, white shredded radish, bean sprouts and shredded cabbage in the tray, plus a small bowl of fried bean paste, and the fragrance immediately attracted the attention of the chiefs.

"Chief, you have a taste."

The chiefs, who were already hungry with their chests and backs, picked up the condiments and threw them into the bowls, stirred them a few times to color, and ate them as soon as they opened their mouths.

"Delicious!"

"That's good."

Looking at a group of two-haired three-haired and two-haired people lying on the table eating noodles with a large bowl in their palms, and the corners of their mouths were still covered with fried sauce, the waiters around them were already dumbfounded.

God is pitiful, they are a hotel for receiving state guests, and if this spreads, it will be designated as destroying the image of ...... fraternal country.

Zhang Yan stood next to him and watched beautifully, thinking that if these leaders put a white towel on their heads, remove the stool and squat directly in the corner, they came up with two sentences in the northern Shaanxi accent: melon. It's a spicy picture.

"Hey, hey, hey......."

Zhang Yan's lewd laughter sounded in the empty cafeteria, but in the eyes of the chiefs, this little lieutenant smiled so plainly, knew how to make noodles, and was simply a good boy.

People say that happiness is sad, Zhang Yan didn't believe it before, but it was really tragic when he was the happiest.

Before the chief could praise him, a gunshot suddenly sounded outside the hotel: Da Da!

Two short shots!

It's very rhythmic!

"Da Da Da"!

The sound of AK74, only two gunshots, Zhang Yan immediately determined the model of the gun outside.

"Chief, get out of the way!"

He shouted, grabbed two knives from the table and ran to the door of the hotel, shouting as he ran: "Chief, don't disperse, immediately withdraw to a safe area, I have weapons in my box." ”

Although the leaders are forty or fifty years old, some of them have experienced the Southern Xinjiang Campaign of that year and have really been withdrawn from the front line.

The two two-haired four walked up to Jin Douzi and said, "Chief, organize a retreat immediately." Lao Li and I resisted. ”

"Retreat to a safe area first, don't make trouble for Xiao Zhang and them."

"Yes!"

"We must also take out our own weapons to ensure our own safety."

"Yes!"

If Zhang Yan can see such calm leaders at this time, he must say: The big guy is still the big guy after all.

In less than a minute, he had already run to the door of the hotel, and on the dark street outside, he could still faintly see the little fireworks that had come out of the chamber.

"Zhang Yan, what should we do?"

"Make sure the chiefs are safe first, and you can't leave the hotel easily now."

Behind him stood five lieutenants, all of whom were cadets of the reconnaissance department from the Army Academy, who, like him, went to the Pakistani army this time to observe and exchange ideas, but in fact to conduct special training for the Pakistani army's national guard unit.

The six of them were the instructors.

"Damn, it's a pity we don't have weapons."

"If you have weapons, you can't mess around, this is not domestic."

"If only it were domestic, who would dare to shoot on the street."

"Okay, don't talk about it, old fish, you guys will go to protect the chief first, and I'll go take a walk around the street."

"Stay safe."

After speaking, Zhang Yan disappeared into the darkness, leaving only Yu Binyang and four other birdmen at the door of the hotel.

"Old fish, you listen to him like this?"

"Old Mo, Zhang Yan is definitely not an ordinary person, I even suspect that guy has been on the battlefield."

"Blow, right? Does border drug enforcement count? I've killed people in that case. ”

"Have you ever seen someone with such a big bullet hole in his chest and his legs covered with scars, can he live well?"

The corners of Lao Yu's mouth sneered, he was also a scout, a thorn, and he was able to convince Zhang Yan to the death, which was made with his fists.

Several other lieutenants looked at the old fish's gesture, the corners of their mouths twitched unnaturally, and finally popped out a sentence: perverted.

"Alright, let's protect the chief first."

After Zhang Yan left the hotel, he quietly sneaked into the darkness, his hands hanging down behind his back, and two sharp knives hidden in his sleeves.

Vehicles of the armed police force could already be seen rapidly approaching on the streets, but the gunfire was getting more and more intense.

He ran like a big monkey to the vicinity of the battle, and before he could get closer, he heard the sound of "ping-pong", which was a bullet piercing the door of a car.