Rogue Aventure

"Cough...cough..."

Abu's face was flushed, and it took him a long time to stop coughing and recover.

Yang Luo moved his body, sat next to Abu, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile, "How is it?"

Abu wiped the snot and tears from his face with his sleeve, shook his head slightly, hesitantly looked at the cigarette in his hand.He wanted to try again, but the suffocating feeling of coughing was really unforgettable for him.

Yang Luo said: "The first time you smoke, don't take a big puff, take your time."

Abu nodded and inhaled lightly, the smoke poured into his lungs along the trachea, the burning feeling made his brain dizzy for a while, but he quickly got used to it.When he finished smoking a cigarette, he spread his limbs like Yang Luo, half leaned on the box board of the carriage, squinting his eyes and looking very enjoying it.

"Papa Aguli said that smoking is fine for a soldier, but if he smokes on the battlefield, he will become a target for the enemy, so I have never touched cigarettes."

Yang Luo nodded and said, "Why are you smoking this time?"

Abu suddenly became a little shy and timid, "I like a girl. He once told me that she likes the way men smoke. It's very cool. I wanted to try it before, but I never tried it." After speaking, he tilted his head and looked at Yang. Luo, "Could you give me another one?"

Yang Luo took out the cigarette and handed it to Abu: "Give it to you, but what Father Aguli said is right, don't smoke on the battlefield."

Abu nodded solemnly, carefully put the cigarette in his pocket: "I will remember it."

At this time, in the private house where Zawahiri was hiding, Adair walked quickly into the basement, looked at Zawahiri who was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigar, and said: "It's all arranged, Taliban Promise to cooperate."

Zawahiri played with the cigar in his hand, and said: "We have been planning for a long time, but we have never had a chance. Now that the purchase of Hesumuai Mountain has attracted the attention of the Pakistani government forces and police, we have a great chance of success."

Adair said: "Or I'll go there myself!"

Zawahiri shook his head: "No, you can't come forward, it's too dangerous there."

The city of Peshawar is located in the inland area of ​​Pakistan. It is located at the midpoint of the tip of Islamabad, the capital of Pakistan, and Kabul, the capital of Afghanistan. Many Afghans have transported tons of drugs to Peshawar through secret channels before they trade with drug dealers from all over the world.

And spy agencies from all over the world also choose this place as a distribution center for all kinds of intelligence, plus many terrorist groups and gangs around the world have offices here.In Peshawar, there are gun shops almost everywhere, and having a good gun is even a status symbol. Even those teenage children have guns in their hands, so Peshawar has become a world-famous city. The capital of all evil and a paradise for adventurers.

In the early morning three days later, under the support of Al Qaeda, Yang Luo and Maihesumu Aishan crossed the border, and then boarded the two trucks that received them, and entered the border smoothly at dawn. Peshawar, then drove into a warehouse.

Maihesumu Aishan got out of the car and shook hands with an Al Qaeda member who came to meet him: "Thank you Latif."

Latif has a beard all over his face, so he can't tell how old he is, but although his hands are rough, they will definitely not be more than 40 years old.

"Maihe Sumu Aishan, we are brothers, don't be so polite." After speaking, he pointed to a corner of the warehouse, where something was covered with a rainproof cloth, "the weapons are all there." Then he turned and walked towards a small iron box in the warehouse. door, "Come with me!"

Everyone followed Latif through the iron gate, and then entered a small three-story building. The stairs were covered with dust, the guardrails were also full of rust, and all kinds of rubbish could be seen everywhere. Obviously, no one lived here for a long time. up.

A group of people came to the third floor. There are quite a few rooms here, some of which don't even have doors, but the rooms have obviously been cleaned and are relatively clean.The floor was covered with thick cardboard, and on top of it was a pile of blankets.

Latif said: "You guys rest here, and I will send food over every day. Let me know in advance when you will take action, and I will be ready to meet you."

Yang Luo secretly sighed, the Al Qaeda organization is really powerful.You must know that Pakistan has set up thousands of checkpoints and deployed 1 troops on the Pakistan-Afghanistan border, and Afghanistan has also deployed a large number of government troops in the Afghanistan-Pakistan border area.Under such circumstances, he was able to find a loophole in the defense and take people over, which has to be admired.

Maihesumu Aishan nodded, looked at the back of Latif who left and said, "Everyone find a place to rest."

Yang Luo, Li Tao and the lunatic entered a room, but Abu also followed in, grinning at Yang Luo, then sat down beside Yang Luo against the wall, and took out the bag Yang Luo gave him in his pocket. A cigarette was lit.

"Smoking feels good, no wonder Papa Aguli likes it so much."

Just as Yang Luo was about to speak, Maihesumu Aishan, Abdureyimu, and Abdurexit walked in.

Maihesumu Aishan said: "Brother Yang, we need to go out and check the course of action."

Yang Luo stood up and said, "I've never been to this place, just to see the scenery of a foreign country."

Li Tao and the lunatic stood up, and Abu hesitated: "I will go too!"

Yang Luo laughed, and patted Abu on the shoulder: "Let's go!" <The reporter made a report in a tribal area near Peshawar.In Peshawar, Pakistan's laws are completely invalid, and the tribe's own regulations are binding.People don't care about Mercedes-Benz and Porsche, the signs here are ak47, anti-aircraft machine guns, and rocket launchers, and an old Soviet tank can command a lot of respect.

In addition to having no legal constraints, it is a bustling town with a population of more than 50 people and about 100 million Afghan refugees living outside the city.There are more than a dozen five- or six-story buildings in the city, and the whole town is no different from all the small and medium-sized cities between the past and the present.

Only the old city of Peshawar still retains some charms of the old days.The narrow streets are full of small shops and street stalls, as they have been for hundreds of years.Bearded Afghans from Pakistan's northwestern border sell everything from woolen shawls and sweaters to electric water heaters and brass jugs to dental instruments.Most of the shops in the leather market now sell cheap leather shoes made in China.

Yang Luo was at the end, the last bit of sunshine looked beautiful and peaceful.Yang Luo took a deep breath of the cool air, then looked around.

There are few Western tourists in this city of one million people, and like other cities in Pakistan, women are hardly seen on the streets.However, when those men saw Yang Luo, a Chinese, they greeted him very friendly, and even a few children followed Yang Luo curiously.

Many people in China-Pakistan relations know that the leaders of the two countries have always maintained a profound friendship in the ever-changing international situation. When the Wenchuan earthquake hit heavy casualties, Pakistan used the strength of the whole country and even used only four transport planes The planes provided assistance to China, and military supplies were also used.And China has made significant contributions to Pakistan's decades of aid and construction, and Pakistan is the only country in the world that writes that China is Pakistan's staunch ally in elementary school textbooks.So in Pakistan, no matter the poor or the rich, they will regard the Chinese as their true friends.

For Yang Luo personally, the only international friend he recognizes is Pakistan.That's why after knowing the target of the terrorist attack on Mahesumuai Mountain, they took the risk to inform Xu Hang and the others, asking them to contact the Pakistani military as soon as possible.

Suddenly Yang Luo stopped and looked at a shop selling Chinese goods on the side of the street, especially the sign hanging on the gate, which was actually in Chinese.But what caught Yang Luo's attention the most was a shield-like symbol in the lower right corner of the signboard.

Seeing that Yang Luo didn't follow, Maihesumu Aishan in front stopped and looked back.

Yang Luo waved his hand: "You guys go, I'll go and have a look inside!"

Maihesumu Aishan frowned, and Abu Dureyimu came back, and said with a sinister smile, "It's too dangerous for you to stay alone, I'd better go with you."

Yang Luo shrugged: "Whatever!" After speaking, he stepped into the store, and Abu Dureyimu followed Yang Luo closely.

As soon as Yang Luo came in, he saw a tea table next to the window, and a charcoal stove beside it. There was a kettle on the charcoal stove, which was steaming.On the rattan chair in front of the tea table, sat a middle-aged man with an oriental face, leisurely fiddled with the tea set on the table.

The middle-aged man heard footsteps, looked towards the door, and saw Yang Luo tentatively said in Chinese: "Chinese?"

Yang Luo nodded with a smile, and the middle-aged man also smiled, stood up and said, "It's really not easy to meet compatriots in a foreign country."

Yang Luo walked over: "My name is Yang Luo, nice to meet you."

The middle-aged man shook hands with Yang Luo, said with a smile, "What a coincidence, we are from the same family, and my name is Yang Jianli." He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Sit!"

Yang Luo sat down, and Abu Dureyimu looked around, and there were only two chairs.

Yang Jianli said, "I'll borrow a chair!"

"No need!" Yang Luo waved his hand, "He just stands!"

Yang Jianli was taken aback, nodded and sat down.This made Abu Dureyimu very dissatisfied, and the eyes that looked at Yang Luo could burst into flames.If eyes can kill, Yang Luo is probably turned into ashes by now.

Yang Jianli didn't seem to feel that the atmosphere was wrong, and poured a cup of tea for Yang Luo himself. Yang Luo took a sip from the cup and said, "Good tea, sweet in the mouth, and fragrant on the lips and teeth."

Yang Jianli laughed loudly: "This is the top-quality Longjing tea I brought over from China, and it's not so easy to buy even in China."

Yang Luo looked at the store and said, "Peshawar is not such a peaceful place. Are you not afraid that you are doing business here?"

While fiddling with the tea set, Yang Jianli said, "Pakistan people are very friendly to us Chinese. If someone who is not open-minded comes to me to make trouble, the government army and the police don't need to come forward. The people will come to help me with guns." .”

Yang Luo nodded, picked up the teacup with his right hand, and made a quick gesture with his left hand holding the bottom of the cup.Yang Jianli suddenly saw the finger Yang Luo gave him, his eyes glared, and the eyes flashed, and he quickly returned to normal.