Section 238 - Sacred Oath

He is not in a hurry, anyway, the fighter is gone, and now he is very safe, even if he goes back, it is estimated that he will have to be an infantry for a while, and the biggest headache for writing a report or something.

However, this idea, Lin Mo only hid in his heart.

"Can you stay" When she said the words, Sally's face unconsciously flushed slightly, and her heart was like a deer, but she had to say it. Grandpa the head of the village of Zaryev has been urging many times. [.81zw]

"Stay?!" Lin Mo frowned, and finally took his gaze off the weapon and moved to this Patan girl, "Why?" ”

There seemed to be something wrong, the girl was peachy, breathing rapidly, as if she was a little nervous, and there was a slight sweat on her forehead.

Belch! Wrong!

Sure enough, something is wrong!

Isn't it sick?

actually did not wear an Islamic veil, the whole face was "exposed" in front of him, very delicate facial features, slender eyebrows, Bi Tingqiong nose, a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes, the corners of the eyes were slightly upward, extremely spiritual, it seemed to have something to do with wearing a veil for a long time, the skin was surprisingly white and tender, and a few wisps of black "color" natural curly bangs poked out of the head from under the turban and hung down playfully.

It is a very delicate Persian beautiful girl face.

Lin Mo stretched out his hand.

Sally's breathing suddenly became rapid, she closed her eyes slightly, did not dodge or dodge, and let the other party's hand slowly stretch out in a picky posture.

She felt two warm fingers.xzsj8. press against her forehead, and quickly retracted.

What was going on, Lin Mo's actions were obviously unexpected by Sally, not what she imagined, and her face suddenly turned redder.

"I don't have a fever!" Lin Mo withdrew his finger, measured the temperature on his forehead, and said in a somewhat suspicious tone: "Isn't it like being sick, what are you blushing?" ”

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Lin Mo didn't say that it was okay, but when he said this, Sally's face turned even redder.

Under strict Islamic law, women are often forbidden to associate with strange men, or even cover their faces, and are not allowed to "show" their faces, and their "sexual" personality is abnormally introverted.

Even though Sally is an outlier among the female "sex" in Mikari Village, she also took the initiative to pick up the AK-47 in the migration team, taking on the duties of men, and participating in patrols with the young villagers, she was already very bold, but Lin Mo's actions made her blush, completely lost her square inch, and even half of her body softened.

"You should go to the doctor!"

Lin Mo frowned, this Sally didn't seem to be quite right, it was even more serious.

Sally finally understood, the center couldn't help but feel angry, when she sacrificed herself as a sacrifice to the devil to obtain the lives of the other three people, even if the truth was later revealed, this "devil" was not the real devil, but a human being who was more terrible than the devil, but even she didn't know that she had subconsciously regarded herself as a "knight" adult.

No matter what kind of excessive requirements she has for herself, even if she asks her directly, she will not refuse, from the moment her soul and body make the oath, it no longer belongs to herself, it all belongs to the young man in front of her.

"I'm fine!" Sally suddenly stood up, covered her face and fled.

Lin Mo was confused, leaving only Patan, who was watching the excitement nearby, covering his mouth and snickering.

In Afghanistan, women have always been the vassals of men, marrying chickens and dogs, and living in peace with men, which has been deeply imprinted into the bones of Afghan women for almost thousands of years, and only a few women with high-level knowledge and wealth can dissolve their marriages on their own.

The men of Afghanistan are happy, but the only regret is that such a marriage is an arranged marriage, the groom can not see the bride's appearance before entering the cave room, whether it is a pig or a fairy, it all depends on luck, and the smart ones will invite the family to go on a blind date to look twice, but there is no change in the final result.

"One, two, three, hard!"

Boom, another boulder was pushed away, and dozens of men used steel drills and wooden sticks to pry open a pile of rubble that had rolled down the mountain pass due to weathering, and reopened the mountain pass that had been closed for many years.

A moist wind blew from afar, and as far as the eye could see, it was a vast land, and there were mountains faintly in the distance, and boiling could be seen in the sight, and even a few bold yellow sheep were in front of them, unhurriedly nibbling on the tender blades of grass, as if they had never seen anyone, and did not know how to escape.

This is none other than the head of the village of Mikari. The paradise that Zaryev speaks of, the most precious gift that Allah has prepared for those caught in the war, is the "Valley of Jewels".

The men of Mikari and several other villages cheered, howled, hugged each other, and even danced.

"It's finally here, huh! It's finally here!"

After waiting for a long time in the narrow passage of the mountain pass, Mud. Zariev was in tears, only he knew the risks of this migration, and even sacrificed a lot of people, and went through many dangers and obstacles, and finally arrived here.

"Jewel Valley", an unknown paradise in the Hindu Kush Mountains, is still the Mud. Chased by wolves during a hunting trip, Zaryev's ancestors accidentally discovered it when they were "lost" in the mountains, the remote and inaccessible location, coupled with the unique microclimate, has evolved this closed land into a treasure land of feng shui.

By word of mouth, each village chief will quietly take the next village chief to the "Gem Valley" once before leaving office, and reopen the place when the conditions are ripe or to escape the disaster.

"Found it! Hahaha, Mulder. Zaryev chief, I can't believe it, it's true, Allah is above, this is a miracle, a real miracle! Praise be to Allah!" The leader of the mercenaries, Abic, quickly unloaded the PKM general-purpose machine gun on his back, as if he would accidentally desecrate this holy land, and carefully knelt on the ground, bowed down reverently, and kissed the land.

Abik's men laid down their arms with the same reverence, knelt down, and praised Allah for His blessing.

This kind of religious ritual is completely spontaneous, no one is moving, everyone kneels down together, and praises everything in the Gem Valley, they fully believe that all this can only be done by God, and give such a magical place of life in this forbidden area of life.

It is conceivable that with careful cultivation and grazing, this will be a land of abundance flowing with honey and cow's milk, a home and a paradise for them.

After chanting for a long time, they slowly stood up, and some of them ran out of the pass to inform the others that they were ready to enter the valley, while others continued to clear the narrow pass, trying to make a barely smooth road, and at the same time checking the mountains on both sides of the pass for dangerous rocks that had been severely weathered and loosened.

Some of Abic's men began to look at the mountain pass, looking for a place where they could set up sentry posts and fire points, and this hidden mountain pass was really a good place to be opened.

The mercenaries easily recognized the military value of the pass.

As long as one fortification is built on each side of the mountain, and one machine gun is set up in the valley at the end of the pass, and three machine guns are blocked there, even thousands of troops will not want to enter.

Moreover, a second layer of defense can be established in the valley, and this mountain pass can still be blocked to death, so that not even a fly can fly in.

"Abic! As I promised you, this will be your station, and we will provide you with supplies from the villages of Mikari, Maula, Khantier, and Joyla, and if the young men join you voluntarily, our village chiefs will not stop you. ”

Mulder. The village chief of Zaryev patted his chest to the mercenary leader Abic as a guarantee here, and fulfilled his original promise on the spot, in order to protect them from coming here safely, Abik's mercenaries did their duty, and once there was a battle, they often rushed to the front line, blocking bullets for the old and weak "women" and children, and the casualties were not small. Mirari and other villages not only paid a lot of dollars to hire them, but even promised to allow Abic's mercenaries to be stationed here to provide some support, and the two supported each other in a symbiotic relationship.

A large sum of dollars is worth it, and the biggest reason that really lures Abic Ken to escort his men through danger along the way is precisely the station.

For a mercenary who wanders around and relies on commissions to make a living, there is a stable station, with the support of the people, whether it is in terms of materials or personnel, then this mercenary army can be regarded as truly entering the industry, otherwise it is a bandit miscellaneous soldier who is getting smaller and poorer and poorer, and there is no difference between those scum who rob people and materials everywhere and fall into a vicious "sex" cycle.

"Well, this place will be under the protection of my Abik, and by Allah the Almighty, I will defend the people and the land to the death, and if I break my promise, my soul and my flesh will be devoured by the devil." Abic pulled out his knife and slashed it on his arm, causing blood to fall down his arm and into the land, so that the land could bear witness to the blood oath.

Speaking of the devil, the mercenary leader Abic couldn't help but glance out of the mountain pass, and the mysterious "knight" was even more terrifying than the devil in his eyes.

People who believe in Islam take an oath based on the words of Allah, which is the most solemn and inviolable oath and has the highest credibility.

For Abic's oath, as the leader of the villages in the migration procession, Mud. The village chief of Zaryev also swore an oath to Allah with blood.

"On behalf of all of them, I swear by Allah, the Almighty, that we will provide the necessary supplies for Abik's troops, and if anyone wishes to join them, I and the village chiefs will not stop me, and if I break my promise, my soul and flesh will be devoured by the devil."