Supreme Psychic Power - Chapter 474 Visiting the Local Tribe

The bandits could not imagine the feeling of being chased by the huge C-130 at a low altitude. In the deafening roar, the plane propeller blew a huge wind that was more violent than a sandstorm, and stones with fists were flying all over the sky, hitting the horse.

There was a blood hole on his body. The bandits who were running for life were dizzy by the violent storm caused by the waves. One war horse was hit by a stone and fell to the ground with neighing. Seeing that the number of bandits was getting smaller and smaller, all those who were left behind were finally all

He was caught and when Magri ran to the oasis at the foot of the mountain, he looked back and saw only a dozen war horses following him.

Magri glanced at the soldiers who were still chasing him behind him, whistled to the remaining dozen subordinates, and fled along the valley in the southwest.

Wang Sen stood halfway up the mountain, looking at the shade of green trees below and a small river flowing through the valley in the middle, and couldn't help but sigh, there was such a beautiful oasis in this desolate desert. This was simply a gift from the Creator!

"Don't chase after you." Wang Sen stopped the soldiers who were still running forward, "Peng Wei, prepare some gifts, let's visit the tribe in the oasis."

Long Shicai was also following him as an interpreter. His butt was still sore and he limped when walking. Wang Sen made an exception and let him ride the seized war horse, but although this one was injured,

The still arrogant Lihuangse war horse sniffed and refused to ride Long Shicai. In desperation, Long Shicai had to pick a donkey and jump over. The donkey was well-behaved and carried him all the way, trotting.

Peng Wei's eyes were so envious that he was red.

"I have a little donkey, I never ride it..." Long Shicai sat proudly on the donkey's back and sang a song. No one gave him a good look, but this guy was still humming the song and still from the donkey

I took a sip of the water bag on my back.

Peng Wei's throat was about to catch fire, and he wanted to ask Long Shicai for some water to drink, but when he saw his villain's success, he didn't get angry, so he had to lick his lips and moisten it. Wait,

There is water at the foot of the mountain.

In Wang Sen's opinion, this small valley oasis is a good place to settle down: with water and trees, it is more important to be covered by surrounding mountains. Generally speaking, it is difficult to find the secret, and the valley is ahead.

At the entrance, two tribal militias wearing hexagonal caps and holding ak-47s blocked their way.

"%&*&^%&^*..." One of the soldiers walked up and said a string of Pashto words that Wang Sen could not understand at all. Wang Sen rushed on the donkey and put his hand on the awning to look into the horizon

Long Shicai let out a loud voice, and Long Shicai immediately jumped off the donkey's back and came to the two soldiers happily to talk.

Unexpectedly, before three words had been discussed, the two soldiers immediately raised their guns and pointed them at Long Shicai's head, and ordered him to retreat with very harsh words. Long Shicai's sudden abnormal behavior was a bit unsure of what to do.

Yes, Wang Sen frowned and called Long Shicai back.

"What did you say to them?" Wang Sen asked, and Long Shicai smiled awkwardly, "I just said we are chasing the bandits and going to search their tribe..."

"You are dizzy, aren't you?" Wang Sen patted him. Faced with these brave and warlike tribal militias, Wang Sen always adhered to the idea that "it's better to have more than anything else" in his heart. Try not to mess with them. He will not suppress them.

If local snakes get angry, dozens of blood-kind tribes unite, it will be difficult for them to gain a foothold here.

But the changes in things exceeded Wang Sen's expectations. The two tribal militia took out a special whistle from their pockets and blew it up, making a harsh hissing sound. After a while, a large number of adult men walked out of the oasis. He was carrying rifles, machine guns and even rocket launchers in his hands and shoulders, and he had gloomy faces, intentionally or unintentionally surrounding Wang Sen and the others.

Wang Sen looked back at the more than 100 subordinates he brought. When he was pursuing the bandits just now, their physical strength had been basically exhausted. Now everyone is a little tired. If he declares war on the tribal militia at this time, he will be Still have the confidence to win, but these Pashtuns have always been known for their toughness. If they get angry... Thinking of this, Wang Sen pulled Long Shicai over and lie in his ear and muttered a few times. He also called several soldiers to stuff the weapons in their hands to Long Shicai.

The tribal militia looked vigilantly at Long Shicai, who was walking step by step with guns on his back, and his fingers were all on the trigger. As long as Long Shicai's hand dared to get close to the trigger, they would shoot immediately.

"I came for peace!" Long Shicai raised his hands high, walked to them, put the two brand new m4a1s and a rpd machine guns on his back on his body on the ground, and made a request to them The tribal militia immediately understood the gesture, and it turned out that he wanted to give us these.

The militia then breathed a sigh of relief. They originally thought that these yellow-skinned militants were their enemies. Judging from their various manifestations, they did not have any malice, but they did not survive well in their own country, so why did they run to us. Woolen cloth?

Wang Sen walked forward, took out his pistol, took off the magazine and placed it on the ground, and smiled at a bearded middle-aged man in the lead. The bearded man was wearing a military green Kaqi uniform and carrying an AK- 47. He also waved at Wang Sen with a scimitar of about 70 cm around his waist.

The misunderstanding was finally resolved, and everyone present breathed a sigh of relief. The bearded man walked to Wang Sen, picked up the usp pistol placed on the ground, filled it with a magazine and returned it to Wang Sen, and reached out to him to make an invitation gesture. Wang Sen was stunned and then burst into laughter. It seemed that they wanted to invite me in and have a talk.

"I want to go too!" Peng Wei, who was lively and active, hurriedly chased after him, shouting, Wang Sen patted his shoulder, "You stay here to command the troops, if I still have it in half an hour later If you don’t come out, you will lead someone in and hear that!”

"Boss, be careful!" Peng Wei quietly handed Wang Sen a long-handled grenade. Wang Sen smiled, stuffed the grenade into his pocket, and followed the bearded man into the tribe.

"The whole army entered the first-level combat readiness, waiting for my order!" Peng Wei shouted with his neck. He ran to Long Shicai's donkey, unscrewed the skin water bag and sucked it hard, and then vomited all of them. It came out, what's the smell? It's all rotten!

Wang Sen was sitting in the tent, staring at the old man with bearded and wide-brimmed glasses opposite him. The old man was also staring at him with sharp eyes. Both sides looked at each other for a long time, but in the end, The old man sighed and pushed the dried fruit pot in front of him towards Wang Sen, "Young man, try our dates!"

"Thank you." With the help of Long Shicai, Wang Sen could clearly know every word they said. Sometimes Wang Sen thought that mastering a variety of foreign languages ​​was not a bad thing.

"Hu Dayou, I don't know why you came to our country. Are you also pagans who came to kill our people and rob us of resources?" The old man took off his glasses and wiped them finely with a small piece of sheepskin.

Asked.

"I never thought of killing anyone." Wang Sen said with a smile, "I admit that I am a pagan. I believe in Confucianism in the East, but this cannot be an obstacle between us, because we are all peaceful.

, in other words, the same world, the same dream, and different ideas."

The old man put his glasses on the bridge of his nose and took out a walnut from the pot. His thumb and index finger were used forcefully. With a click, the hard walnut was easily pinched in half by him, revealing the flesh inside. The old man threw the walnut shell in the

On the table, a calm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "We believe that Hu Da is our life guide, a beacon in the dark night sky. Everything we do is done under the guidance of the omnipotent Hu Da's teachings.

Yes, we did not threaten anyone, nor did we think of killing anyone, but why did those damn invaders still occupy our poor and desolate country? Is it just for the terrorists they mentioned?

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"Everyone is kind, only a small group of evil conspirators and insatiable capitalists, who do not hesitate to kill and set fire for their own interests. I think they will receive the punishment they deserve." Wang Sen said confidently, the truth is right

That's right, both the coalition forces and all kinds of mercenaries are kind-hearted themselves, but they are instigated by bad people to do bad things, so those who are superior are real criminals. And we are just tools.

"I admire your ideas very much." The old man said as he stood up, stretched out his wide and thick palms, and clasped them tightly with Wang Sen's hand, "Abdul Seimir welcomes you to the poor Badgis

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"Wang Sen, I wish you good health." Wang Sen suddenly wanted to give himself a longer name, at least it would not suffer a lot.

The sound of sheep bleating outside the tent came. Long Shicai looked at the head and saw several capable young men catching sheep. He was delighted. Haha, it seemed that the hospitality tribe was going to set up a full-farm banquet to entertain them.

It's right.

Old Man Seimir took out a sharp small scimitar about fifteen centimeters from his close-fitting clothes and handed it to Wang Sen. Wang Sen respectfully took it and took it in his hand to see that the knife was made of Damascus steel.

There were three blood-red gems inlaid on the hilt of the knife, which were obviously precious items. Faced with such a heavy gift, Wang Sen felt a little uneasy. He searched all over his body but couldn't find anything valuable. Finally, he put his own hand in hand.

usp pistol

He took it out, held his hands and handed it to the old man Seimir. When the old man saw the gun, his gray beard trembled twice, made a laugh, and hurriedly took it over, skillfully removed the magazine, pulled the gun holster, and the gun machine

A crisp sound was made by biting, he patted his thigh and couldn't stop smiling, and he turned his gun into his belt, making a gesture to silence Wang Sen. Wang Sen for some reason, but the old man had already kneeled on the ground and his body was lying down.
Chapter completed!