Andrew's sobs faintly came from his ears, he seemed to be still talking something, but his ears had been injured in the continuous bombardment, and he had not fully recovered, and the Wind Shadow Building couldn't hear it clearly.

It may be noon now, the blazing sun, directly poured on the face of the Wind Shadow Building, because there is no fresh water to clean, the blood on the face of the Wind Shadow Building has formed a hard calloon like black and brown patches, they are tightly attached to the skin, making the Wind Shadow Building's face itch, he subconsciously wanted to reach out to wipe these things off his face, but the arm just moved slightly, and a piercing pain pierced the brain, making the Wind Shadow Building involuntarily let out a suppressed moan.

Wind Shadow House finally woke up, and after fourteen hours in a coma, he finally regained consciousness in the afternoon of the next day. When he reopened his eyes, he was met by Andrew's eyes full of tears and pleading. The most surprising thing was that in front of Andrew, there was an Asian man with a height of more than 180 centimeters, and behind them, there was a well-sealed four-wheel drive off-road jeep suitable for moving in the desert.

Hearing the moaning of the Wind Shadow Building, the man's gaze also lifted slightly, falling on the face of the Wind Shadow Building, his head was still subconsciously shaking constantly, I don't know how many times it had been repeated, but in the face of Andrew's tears and pleading, he still spoke again, which made the Wind Shadow Building understand everything in front of him in an instant: "I can take you away, but I will not save a terrorist, especially, a terrorist from Yuben!" ”

found that Feng Ying Lou woke up, the man with pure Asian blood, the beard on his face was clean, and he was obviously not a local indigenous person in Afghanistan, deliberately accentuated the tone of the word "曰本", Feng Ying Lou turned his head sideways, looked at the black tattoo carved two months ago on his left arm, and his eyes couldn't help but show a faint mockery.

This black tattoo has three snakes on it, and a sharp knife that slashes at them.

Probably sensing the approaching danger, the three venomous snakes all raised their bodies, and the snake letter kept swallowing in their mouths, as if they wanted to make a final struggle for their lives. But anyone can see that their final outcome will inevitably be cut in half by the sharp knife that has fallen to the top of the head!

Such a tattoo, although the picture is simple, but the person who tattooed this picture on the arm of Fengyinglou obviously has considerable artistic skills, he just uses the simplest black plus lines, and it is in this tattoo that it gives a dynamic feeling with a strong visual impact.

The meaning of such a tattoo is to call on everyone to launch a holy war under the guidance of Allah to destroy the Americans, Russians, Jews, these three poisonous snakes together. Not everyone in al-Qaeda is qualified for such a tattoo under the arm, but a person with such a tattoo must be a terrorist. And he is a "big" terrorist who has been affirmed by al-Qaeda, even if he is a "heretic", but still uses his "efforts" to be regarded as a brother by al-Qaeda!

As for the other party's deliberate aggravation of the phrase "terrorists from Yumoto", it was the bad consequences that Fengyinglou borrowed the name "Matsumotohara", which directly produced adverse consequences.

No matter how much they downplayed, ignored, or even beautified the damage they caused by the war of aggression they waged against Asian countries during World War II, and even made Western countries take pride in establishing the "Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere" so that Western countries could once again attach importance to Asians. But the countries of Asia will not forget this period of history.

There was once an authoritative organization conducting a public opinion poll in Asia, saying that Ben, a country that brazenly launched a war of aggression and burned the flames of war all over Asia, still refuses to admit its mistakes, so it is very likely that it will continue to make persistent efforts in the future, and will firmly rank first in the list of "most hostile countries" in the entire Asian countries!

Originally, because of historical reasons, it was said that he was hostile everywhere in Asia, and in addition, he traveled thousands of miles to Afghanistan to be a terrorist, and it was natural that he was rejected.

"If you want to go, just follow me in the car, if you have to take him with you, I'm sorry, then you can only stay with him......"

Finding that the Wind Shadow House had woken up, the man finally made an ultimatum to Andrew, and before he finished speaking, a trace of coldness suddenly flashed in his eyes, because the child in front of him, who looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old at most, was crying full of pleading and strong expectation, so that he knew that it was impossible, but he had not been able to make a decision on the spot, and refused with the most severe attitude;

This child, who was more than 20 centimeters shorter than him, and whose face was pale after destrength and dehydration, actually bumped into him like a cheetah.

In the eyes of that man, Andrew, who slammed into his arms, was lighter than a cat, and the attack he fought with all his strength was like a mantis arm as a car, ridiculously weak. With just one arm, he easily threw Andrew out of the shoulder, and before Andrew's body touched the ground, he stepped forward and slammed his right fist down with a condescending blow.

But his fist didn't hit it in the end, and it just landed less than two inches in front of Andrew.

He saw anxious tears and thick pleading on Andrew's face, when the too hot sun in the desert poured on Andrew's face, under the refraction of tears, he saw a sadness and despair in Andrew's eyes, so familiar that even his heartbeat almost stopped beating.

Through the "[***]" broadcast, he knew what happened yesterday, but he really couldn't imagine what kind of power made this child who was only one hundred and sixty centimeters tall and as light as a cat use a homemade sled to drag the man whose body was covered with injuries and whose name was "Matsumotohara" in the great desert with no food, no fresh water, and no assistance, and walked for twenty-two kilometers for more than ten hours, until he no longer had the strength to drag the sled, and finally stopped!

Twenty-two kilometers!

Even if he was physically strong and proficient in various fighting techniques and field survival skills, he could not guarantee that he would be able to conquer such a long and desperate distance with a seriously injured and incapacitated companion without supplies!

For the sake of the man named "Matsumotohara", the child in front of him, who has not yet reached adulthood, has broken through the limits of human physical strength and achieved a miracle that looks so humble that he may not be able to change anything, but it is enough to move him!

"You're not my opponent, don't do stupid things!"

In the face of such a child, in the face of the tears in his eyes, looking at the heart-wrenching despair and madness on his face, this man's fist could not be smashed down, but when he straightened his waist again, ready to walk to the car, away from these two people whom he should not touch, let alone lend a helping hand, his body paused again.

Andrew, who was thrown to the ground and should not have the strength to stand up, ran to his side at the last moment, and hugged the man's legs with all his might.

Andrew struggled in the desert all night, he had shed too much sweat and tears, he had already felt the fainting brought by the dehydration of his body, he had even smelled the impending death, but at this time, he was like a man who was about to drown, and finally grabbed a life-saving straw, and tried his last strength to hug the man's thigh.

Andrew hugged so hard, he put his whole body on the other party's thigh, this was his last hope, he must not let go, and his cry pierced the eardrums of Kazekage and the man: "I beg you, save Brother Matsumotohara, if you don't help him, he, he, he will really die......"

Tears, I don't know when, have slowly oozed out of the eyes of the Wind Shadow Building.

His ears were still buzzing, Andrew's words were shouted quickly and urgently, coupled with his choking, Kazekage really didn't hear clearly. But I don't know why, tears just can't stop flowing out of his eyes.

Looking at the sled in such a monotonous and desperate desert, the one left behind by the sand sled that continues to stretch backwards, can almost run through the entire universe, and is as sharp as a sword, will pierce deeply into the long imprint of the softest heart of any man in this world.

Looking at Andrew, who was pale and no longer had the strength to stand up, but wanted to attack an opponent who was impossible for him to defeat, watching him try his last strength, hugging the other party's thighs, looking at the sadness and despair in his eyes, feeling his unconcealable care and love for himself, and spending the darkest six years of his life, he couldn't help but cry!

"Andrew, you come with him."

Obviously, he suffered the catastrophe with the Wind Shadow Building, and his eardrums should also be damaged, and it is impossible for his hearing to be fully restored, and the Wind Shadow Building's voice is low and hoarse, and if you don't listen closely, you won't know what he's talking about. But Andrew miraculously heard the whispers of the Wind Shadow Building, he shook his head desperately, he didn't want to watch the Wind Shadow Building weaken little by little, and die little by little. But what is even more unacceptable is that he chose to survive by himself, but for this reason, he wanted to leave Fengyinglou alone in the desert and left him to fend for himself.

The man's gaze finally fell on the face of the Wind Shadow Building again.

After a long silence, the man finally spoke, "If you have, give me a reason to save the terrorists who have been stained with the blood of innocent civilians and may be stained with more blood in the future." ”

There are many reasons for this!

Kazekagelou is not Matsumoto Hara at all, he is a Chinese, a Chinese [***] person, a Chinese [***] person who entered a terrorist training camp in order to deal with terrorists, but was seriously injured during the US air raid on Afghanistan!

Judging by this man's expression and attitude, if Feng Ying Lou told the matter, even if he would be skeptical, he might lend a helping hand.

But, can the Wind Shadow House say?

Wind Shadow closed his eyes, at this time, he really didn't want to face Andrew's eyes that finally saw hope and became dazzling, and he couldn't bear to see the expression on Andrew's face when he fell back into hell from the heaven of hope in an instant.

Under the gaze of Andrew and the man, the Wind Shadow House only replied with two words: "No!" ”

When these two heavy words slowly spit out of his mouth, and at the same time, completely rejected the hope of survival outside the door, Fengyinglou suddenly understood one thing that Instructor Mo Tian had said to him.

Nine years ago, after they had just collectively passed the "Soul Gate" test, Instructor Mo Tian told them that there was once a very good, very outstanding captain, who used the method of eliminating his teammates one by one and obtaining survival resources from them, and finally really collected all four tokens and completed the seemingly impossible task. But when he appeared in front of Instructor Mo Tian with a smile of victory, Instructor Mo Tian sent him home directly.

That's right, that cadet, of course, is excellent, of course, outstanding.

But he is too egoistic, he is too accustomed to letting others exist for him, he has too many reasons to explain his selfishness. But who dares to guarantee that in order to complete the task, an excellent captain like him can treat his companions around him as chess pieces and abandon them at will, and when he is captured and faced with death on the battlefield, he will not be afraid and weak, and in order to survive, he will treat the Fifth Special Force, and even his own motherland, as a chess piece, and become the stone he must step on in order to achieve the goal of "survival"? !

It turns out that if you want to become a real soldier, you need a little bit of hopelessness...... Foolish!

Andrew was really stunned.

He knew that when the word "no" was spoken, he abandoned all his self-esteem, and with tears, pleading and crying, the hope he finally grasped was finally shattered like a bubble floating in the air.

Andrew's hands finally let go.

He let the man pull out the thigh he was clinging to, and he let the man walk to the door of the car. At this time, Andrew looked at the Wind Shadow Building, there was no blame, there was just calm, and his heartfelt tenderness towards this man.

There was a sound of footsteps around him, and the man who had returned to the car, for some reason, walked back again.

"To tell you the truth, if you really made up a set of lies to coax me just now, I would even shoot you to death, and then take away the child who was unwilling to leave because of you."

The man put two pieces of bread wrapped in a plastic bag, a plastic kettle filled with fresh water, and a thin blanket on the ground. He whispered in the ear of the Wind Shadow Building: "I have made a choice, whether it is right or wrong, I will never look back." Although I cannot accept the idea of terrorists, and I hate what you have done, I respect your strength and your unwavering faith in the face of death! So, what I left behind was not charity, not mercy, but respect! ”

Wind Shadow House finally opened his eyes again.

At such a close distance, their eyes looked at each other, and both of them couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The man really didn't expect that a terrorist who wanted to target innocent civilians every day and carry out all kinds of bloody attacks would have such a pair of eyes that were as deep as white clouds in the sky. If the eyes are the windows of the soul, then this big boy, deep in his heart, there is a pure world that is so pure that it cannot be polluted by worldly material desires.

This should not be the eyes that a terrorist would have at all.

And Feng Ying Lou quietly looked at the man with purebred Asian blood in front of him, on the bridge of his nose, in his deep eyes, his eyes revealed a bit of insight into the world, and even more cynical ridicule, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth, as well as the hard lines with a sense of surname, actually made Feng Ying Lou involuntarily think of his sworn brother Lei Hongfei!

The two of them had their own doubts in their hearts, but they still didn't ask their doubts in the end.

"If you can live, and you can't let go of my death, I can wait for you to take revenge! Even if you get a bullet into my chest, I won't blame you. ”

Feng Yinglou glanced at the food, water and blankets beside him, and said in a deep voice, "I will remember this kindness!" Until I find you, I want you to do something for me. ”

This man knew what the Wind Shadow Building wanted to ask him, he turned his head, and glanced at Andrew who was kneeling on the ground again, quietly staring at the Wind Shadow Building, and was silent for a moment before he whispered: "Do you really think that it will be useful for me to forcibly take him away?" ”

"Let him follow you, maybe the chances of survival will be greater."

The man finally returned to the car alone, he sat in the driver's seat, enjoying the wisps of coolness blown by the car air conditioner, through the car windshield, looking at the wind shadow building lying on the sled, his face was calm, he whispered: "Goodbye, you have surprised me too much, and even a little bit of a horror boy who began to like you!" ”

The jeep that was strong enough to carry them across the desert started, and under the gaze of the Wind Shadow Building, the man was finally gone.

Wind Shadow Lou finally turned his head and looked at Andrew, who was still kneeling there quietly, staring at him quietly, with a touch of incomprehensible gentleness in his eyes, he pretended to be a free and easy Nunu mouth, and said: "We have food and water, maybe we haven't finished enjoying them yet, your father Instructor Afman may have already driven to pick us up!" ”

Hearing his father's name, Andrew's pale face finally showed a few traces of blood, and he nodded desperately. As if to use this action to confirm that Komman will definitely come, and the Wind Shadow Building will definitely be saved because of this.

(To be continued)