Chapter 250: Following the path of Emperor Alexander

It is a parched land, and the dust that has been exposed to the sun has turned into a fine powder, and whenever the wind blows, it forms layers of dust. And in the eyes of people, every qiē is earthy yellow. The earthy yellow houses, the earthy yellow roads, and even the occasional plants in the wild have a fine yellow tinge.

The long-dried river channel below the valley was left with only pebbles of different sizes, and a small grass poked its head out of the cracks in the stones, helplessly absorbing the sunlight.

In 33o BC, the 26-year-old Emperor Alexander arrived with his invincible Macedonian legions, leaving behind some cities, the ruins of which are still clearly visible.

In the distance, a horse bell sounded, and a convoy of horses slowly appeared behind the ridge in the distance, and they marched downhill along the valley. They are wrapped in dense white or grey-wrapped robes, known locally as "Chu Pan", and ride short horses suitable for mountain trails. The mules were loaded with goods, and the team included a number of donkeys. These donkeys are more adapted to the rugged terrain of the area, and they are the most suitable creatures for this place.

From the outside, it was just an ordinary caravan. Even if they all carry automatic rifles on their backs, there is no fuss, and in this land that has been fighting for decades, going out without guns is looking for death.

One of them reined in his horse, took out his binoculars and looked into the distance, saying something to the one behind him in Pashto. The one in the back took over the binoculars and looked at it for a while, then gave an order in a low voice. In a few moments, several horses separated from the group. Head to the village in advance.

The collar was wrapped in a long black MS1-style scarf, covering all of his face. He also wore an off-white robe, and through the gaps in the robe, he could see jeans and military leather boots. In front of him, a shorter M4 carbine hangs, instead of the M16A1 long-bodied tube that the others are carrying. As a result of NATO's invasion of the country, American-style firearms also gradually became popular, and of course people preferred the rough and durable Kashrannikov rifle.

He jumped off his horse, and behind him a man who appeared to be an assistant placed a simple maza on the ground, and someone else raised a parasol. Others are also warriors. He skillfully built a small defensive position around it.

Two M2 American heavy machine guns with heavy barrels were also deployed, the yellow-orange cartridge belt was pressed into the magazine, and the shooter vigilantly aimed in the direction of the surroundings. Two other fighters quickly raised wireless communication antennas, which were very delicate in appearance, but small in size, and did not seem to be able to be used well in this mountainous terrain.

A boy of fifteen or sixteen got out of his donkey in a panic and tried to pull a mule to the other side. However, I accidentally fell. The mule also fell to the ground, and the weight of the mule's body fell to the ground with a clatter. The wrapped sheepskin cracked open, revealing the mark "fim92netbsp; A tall warrior came up in a rage and kicked the boy to the side with a flying kick. Perhaps unrelieved, the warrior's brown eyes gleamed with coldness, and he raised his rifle again. Trying to teach this guy a good lesson with the butt of his gun.

"Enough! Stop," the leader shouted, and the man put down his hand in a huff.

The boy knew how precious it was to throw himself on the ground, and he knew that he had changed a room full of food and three women for just one piece. The amount that fell to the ground was worth about four rooms and twelve women, and the money could not be paid anyway.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to", the teenager was frightened. He knew that these arms dealers were all black-hearted and ruthless, and killing individuals was nothing to them. The only people who can compare to them are the madmen of al-Qaeda.

"How come I haven't seen grain grown in this place?" The tightly wrapped man asked.

The boy stopped sobbing and replied, "There has been a drought for two years in a row, so we don't grow wheat anymore, and now we are all growing opium." ”

The man nodded, and then asked, "Isn't there any food from outside?" ”

"It's some food from outside aid, but corrupt officials and extremists from all walks of life have taken it away. Therefore, they can only grow some opium for a living, because the holy warriors will not rob opium, but will give some money. The boy took the jug that the man had thrown and replied with a few sips.

"Will the Americans come here?" The man asked again.

Looking at the delicate kettle in his hand, thinking that this is the big man? Officials? Or the senior commander of Atta? The boy replied, "They have been to this place twice, and they have fought two battles with Atta, No, on the other side of the mountain. As a result, there was another village over there, and seven people died in the whole village. ”

"Does their village support Atta?"

"No, these villages are the same, and we are scared. Because the extremists say that if we don't support them, they will kill our local heretics. The boy froze and began to spit out beans: "At first, after the Americans came, we thought they could take Atta, but what we didn't expect was that they only cared about the war, not our lives. ”

It turned out that during the fighting a few years ago, the US military not only used helicopter gunships to fire at the Atta militants on the ground, but even did not spare them when they fled into the village, including civilians and extremists in the village. And every village in the country has guns, and Atta does not have a standard military uniform, wearing the robes of the locals, it is difficult for foreigners to distinguish them.

The Americans' countermeasure is very simple, no matter who it is, they will all shoot and kill. In the end, the Americans flew in with the AC13O gunboat, used the 13O mm guns on it, and fired several shells at the village. In the end, seven people died in the village and more than 30 were injured.

In the end, the Americans only compensated some wheat flour without even an apology.

"In the eyes of outsiders, Afghans are fierce and good at fighting. Whenever an American dies on TV, the TV camera always takes the trouble to look at the person's dead eyes, covered in blood, and so on. The leader thought. Fingers tapped on the barrel of the gun, "But how many scenes of local deaths are there?" Who cares how many locals die? ”

The Soviet Union invaded Afghanistan for eight years. Even if there were no more than 100,000 dead and wounded, it was publicized as a river of blood. The Americans have been here for ten years, and less than 20,000 people have died in a row. And the Afghan people are more than ten times dead, who cares?

Just like when Japan invaded the Celestial Empire and killed more than 20 million people, in addition to the pain of the Celestial Empire, who in the world knows who cares?

Just like the four Stinger missiles on the mule, they can be exchanged for a lot of wealth in this country. Both money and women are easy to get. If one of them was broken, if it wasn't for themselves, but for other organizations, those others would not hesitate to shoot the fifteen-year-old boy.

The sound of the "Didi" phone rang, and the person took out the communicator, which was obviously thicker than other mobile phones, looked at it and pressed it.

"Well, Director Nan, it's me."

There was a slightly agitated voice on the other end of the phone. It seems that Nan Yaping, this Doctor Xi, is a little flustered, "Mr. Tang, the current Vice Minister Jiang has called again, and he is destroying it." I can't resist anymore, where the hell are you now? ”

Dang Weimin loosened the cloth wrapped around his face, revealing his face with some weathered beard inside. "Well, don't worry. Yesterday I had a conversation with Minister Jiang, and he said that he could resist this for the time being. You....... ”

"What are you carrying? Now Minister Zheng of the Ministry of Health has come to the company twice, and he is the number one, and he can't stand the gang of people from the State Economic Management Commission. Where the hell are you? It's best if you can get out of the following. "Nan Yaping's office in the imperial capital of the Landpis Pharmaceutical Group Company is like a pins and needles. In the past few months, he has been put on the stove.

Because the azithromycin II and anti-odd antiviral drugs produced by Landpis Pharmaceutical have been greatly recognized in the market, they are almost about to sell crazy. Before the drugs were produced, they were sold out. Even if the price of drugs is hundreds of dollars, it still does not prevent them from being speculated on the black market more than ten times higher.

The bacterial infections have subsided faster than anyone expected, and medical experts believe that the cold of the coming winter has temporarily dormant the bacteria, so the number of infections in the world has dropped dramatically.

This qiē has restored the weak minds of the people of the world to a certain extent, but the experts' phrase "temporarily" has made the sales of drugs that can deal with them rise instead of falling. Because human beings will not have this disease and will also get other diseases, in the past, the old antibiotics were stopped from being used from generation to generation.

Huge profits have led to countless regimes, consortia and organizations, and the profit margin has exceeded 8oo% of the fake research costs deliberately created by Landpis Pharmaceutical Company. In the case of injections, one million units sells for $5o, with all the costs $5.2. It aroused the resentment of a large number of people, even in the way that Landpis Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. successfully pulled Johnson & Johnson, Pfizer and Ansulok and other companies into the same camp through the crossover of patents, and eased the contradictions in a certain way. blocked the prying eyes of some small and medium-sized consortia, but there were still those organizations that claimed to be heavy and figured out and pounced on them and tried to bite it.

The domestic patent awareness of the Celestial Empire has always been weak, and the pharmaceutical industry is somewhat okay due to international influence. But some officials and their extended relatives and friends can't wait to talk about it, and in their eyes, foreign-funded companies are a fart. In this country, it is not foreigners who have the final say.

Some groups have applied for the right to acquire the right to use it cheaply, for example, for a few million dollars. Those who pay for it are still good people, and some scoundrels simply want to spend a penny and get the right to use or even patent rights for nothing.

For this reason, Vice Minister Jiang of the Ministry of Health, who had a good relationship with the company, was defeated in the first wave of face-to-face shots. The pressure on him is not only on the country's giant economic tycoons, but also on political officials who want to make a fortune from it. Even the Celestial Empire Elders were alarmed, and a certain leader also spoke. The meaning is very simple, in the face of the health crisis of mankind itself, no organization has the right to grasp the whole, and the monopoly formed is absolutely not allowed by the Celestial Empire.

The subtext is that this thing is too important, either hand it over obediently, or you will look good.

The party knows that this thing is important for the people, but some organizations and consortia are also very dark, how can they agree to take it for nothing? I was going to solve the matter of Ah Guo after I did it properly, but I didn't expect that it would be done soon.

"Don't worry, Lao Nan, I'll go back the day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow? Why the day after tomorrow? Aren't you in India? ”

There was movement in the distant village, and several horses ran out of the village, one of them signaling with a flashing light.

The party smiled for the people, "I'm in Afghanistan now, it's not very convenient." (To be continued.) If you like this work, (.) vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M to read.

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