Yan Fenghuo, who crossed the border, chased away the two wolves, even punching and kicking them. The two wolves seemed to know what Yan Fenghuo was going to do, and after struggling for a long time, they finally walked away three times.
Far away, a grievance howl came from the throat, and finally disappeared into the desolate earthy yellow.
"A wolf should not be like a dog. A wolf must have the arrogance of a wolf and the life of a wolf." Yan Fenghuo stared at the distance where the two wolves disappeared and said to himself: "Actually, our world is the same.
Full of death threats, but you are much happier than me and can be free..."
Kyrgyz Republic, Saretash.
The Kyrgyz Republic, also known as Kyrgyzstan, is a landlocked country in the Turkic language, which means "nomads on the steppes". It declared independence in 1991. It borders Xinjiang, China, in the southeast, with the southern town of Saretash and Kashgar in the east.
, from here you can easily enter the southern border area of our country.
Saretash is close to the Kizilsu River and is a mountainous area in southern Kyrgyzstan, located in the eastern part of the Pamir Plateau. With abundant water resources, the small town of Saretash has a developed animal husbandry and various
flora and fauna. However, due to the difficulty of development, this small town is rich in various resources, but is not too wealthy.
There is a majestic mountain in the southwest of the small town. Standing there extremely majestic, it can withstand the severe cold blowing from the depths of the southern Pamir Plateau and ensure the growth of vegetation oasis here. This mountain is called "Kumarir" by the locals and is extremely majestic.
The mountain given by God.
Mount Kumaril is a respected mountain in the local area. One is the legend of this mountain, and the other is that there is a group of non-government armed men in this mountain. These armed men have an excellent relationship with the locals and they protect the security of the local area.
, even helping local residents to guard the pastures during the spring famine without asking for anything.
As time goes by, the relationship between the two becomes deeper and deeper, and some young people even choose to join and become one of them out of admiration and respect.
This is a stronghold of the East Turkestan Islamic Movement (ETIM) terrorist organization. They have been operating here for decades and have not used violent coercion. Instead, they cherish the fish-and-water strategy. It is better to use the people as a shield than the people as the enemy.
Many, the current results have demonstrated the feasibility of this strategy.
Yan Fenghuo, who had a scar on his face, looked very fierce. He strode along the streets of the town, not caring about the strange looks others cast on him.
After going around in a circle, Yan Fenghuo used the RMB left by Luo Gui to buy a horse and galloped straight towards the southwest Kumarir Mountain.
The man who sold Yan Fenghuo a horse held RMB in his hand and hurriedly walked to a house in the town. After a while, a strong young man walked out of the room and shouted something loudly into the street. More than a dozen people gathered
He got up, got into two jeeps and chased after him.
After entering Kumaril Mountain, Yan Fenghuo dismounted from his horse and walked up the mountain along a mountain path with his head held high.
"Kaka..." There was a sound of a gun being fired, and several armed men wearing ethnic robes with their faces covered appeared, pointing their AK rifles at his head, and yelling loudly.
The other party spoke Turkic, a language that Yan Fenghuo had studied. Although he was not fluent, he could generally understand and speak it.
"Stop, who are you? Kneel down and raise your hands!" Following the shouting, several armed men surrounded him in a fan shape, with the barrel of their gun pressed against his head.
Facing the cold barrel of the gun, Yan Fenghuo showed no fear. He gave the other party a cold look and said, "I will not kneel down, let alone raise my hands to surrender. Take me to see Abu Kamil."
Hearing Yan Fenghuo's words, several militants showed a hint of ferocity in their eyes, and one of them had already pressed down the trigger with his finger.
A sunny and handsome smile bloomed from Yan Fenghuo's face. He lowered his head sharply to avoid the barrel of the gun pointed at his head. He kicked the armed man on the opposite side and jumped out of the fan-shaped gap. Then he hit the armed man on the right with a backhand elbow.
He knocked the militant down by his neck. When he turned around, he put his left hand around the neck of the militant on the left. He took the rifle from his hand with his right hand and shot him in the head with the muzzle of the gun he had just pointed at him.
"Bang!" The bullet hit the barrel of his gun with incredible accuracy, exploding a gap in the barrel.
"Who are you, who are you!" The militant whose neck was clamped by him screamed in terror.
Yan Fenghuo didn't say anything. He picked up the rifle on the ground under the rock with his foot, released the militant in his hand, and motioned for the other party to sit on the ground.
The four armed men had a look of fear in their eyes. They didn't know who the terrifying man in front of them was, but they knew that it would be effortless for this man to kill them.
"I want to see Abu Kamil." Yan Fenghuo stared at one of the militants and said in a deep voice.
"I, I don't know him!" The militant shook his head vigorously.
"Yes, you don't know it, I know that." Yan Fenghuo licked his lips and said, "I also know that you are the East Turkestan Islamic Movement, a world-famous terrorist organization. This is an important base for you to enter Kashgar in southern Xinjiang, China.
Abu Kamil is the second leader of your East Turkestan Movement. You have heard of him, but you have never known him."
"Who are you?" the militant asked in surprise.
"Chinese special forces." Yan Fenghuo said with a smile.
The faces of the four militants showed hatred and anger, and they wanted to cut Yan Fenghuo into pieces. This kind of hatred was by no means unreasonable. Too many of their brothers and sisters died at the hands of Chinese special forces, so that even if their lives were not saved for themselves,
Take control and show fearless anger.
At this moment, two jeeps chased him. A dozen ETIM terrorists jumped out of the car and aimed their weapons at Yan Fenghuo. At the same time, a group of terrorists holding rifles also surged up the mountain.
A middle-aged man with a beard and an aquiline nose came out and stared at Yan Fenghuo. There was a look of wisdom in his eyes, giving people the feeling of being well-educated, but the aquiline nose made him
His whole person looked particularly sinister.
"Who are you and why are you making trouble here?" Yan Fenghuo asked Yan Fenghuo with a hooked nose in fairly fluent Mandarin.
It was obvious that he was the leader of these people and saw that Yan Fenghuo was Chinese.
"I want to see Abu Kamil." Yan Fenghuo left his rifle on the ground, spread his hands and stared at his aquiline nose and said proudly: "My name is Yan Fenghuo."
The hooked nose looked deeply at Yan Fenghuo, waved his hand, and motioned for his men to take Yan Fenghuo up the mountain.
Several terrorists immediately rushed up and covered Yan Fenghuo's head with a piece of black cloth, took out a rope and tied his hands behind his back, and escorted him towards the mountain.
After walking on the mountain road for about two hours, the ETIM terrorist stopped and reached out to take off the black cloth from Yan Fenghuo's head.
What is reflected in front of us is a clearing cut out by humans in the mountain forest. To the north of the clearing are rows of barracks dug out of the mountain.
The open space is about the size of a football field. A group of men in national costumes are lying on the ground holding guns and practicing aiming. There is also a circle of people pointing around a liquefied gas tank. There is a mobile phone, battery and other things next to it. This is
Teaching how to build a **** using a liquefied gas tank.
In addition to men, there were also women with their faces covered. Rows of sheet explosives were placed in front of these women. A terrorist explained to the women how to tie these explosives to their bodies in series and how to detonate them.
This is the terrorist camp in Saretash. Every year, a large number of terrorists who receive simple training flow from here to southern Xinjiang and infiltrate from southern Xinjiang into the interior. These people include Russians, Turks, Uighurs, and
Tibetans, Uzbeks.
After seeing the aquiline nose, these people saluted him one after another, and the aquiline nose returned the salute with a smile.
Those people's eyes fell on Yan Fenghuo, showing a hint of caution when facing strangers, but they quickly continued to go about their own business.
The two terrorists escorted Yan Fenghuo toward the west side of the clearing, tied him firmly to a tree, and then asked Hook Nose what to do, whether to kill or torture.
During this process, Yan Fenghuo kept staring at his aquiline nose, with an arrogant and confident light in his eyes, neither humble nor arrogant, and unyielding.
"Put him here first." The hooked nose glanced at Yan Fenghuo and ordered his subordinates: "Don't give him water, only give him dry meat without salt."
After saying that, he got into the cave with his hooked nose.
One day passed, and Yan Fenghuo felt that his throat was so dry that it was about to smoke; two days passed, his breath was like a ball of burning gas, his head was dazed, and his limbs were numb; three days passed, his lips were split
There were small bloody mouths, the saliva in the mouth was no longer secreted, the strength in the whole body was almost drained, the face became withered and yellow, and the head hung down weakly.
On the fourth day, a terrorist grabbed his mouth and poured a few sips of water into his mouth, and then continued to leave him there to dry.
Then there were another three days of suffering without a drop of water, but they were forced to eat pieces of dried meat without salt.
On the eighth day, I was given a few more mouthfuls of water again, and the torture lasted for half a month.
"Tell me the purpose of your coming here." He stood in front of Yan Fenghuo with a hooked nose.
It's just that Yan Fenghuo couldn't hear what he was saying at this time. He hadn't eaten salt for half a month, and his body was extremely dehydrated, which had tortured him to the point where he was out of shape.
The two eye sockets sunk deeply, and the eyes that had been shining at all times completely dimmed and became cloudy and numb; all the strength was drained from the body, and the whole person was naturally hanging downward in a tied state, half hanging on the wooden stake.
, not even having the strength to move a finger.
The brain runs slowly, thinking stops, and there is only one word in the mind: water!
With a "swish" sound, a bucket of water poured heavily on Yan Fenghuo, making him sober. Then a terrorist pinched his mouth and poured more than half of the bottle of water into his mouth.
"Cough cough cough..." The thirsty internal organs felt strong discomfort after being suddenly filled with a large amount of water, and made a weak coughing sound.
"Untie him and take him to my room." He ordered with a hooked nose.
Following the command, the two terrorists released the ropes around Yan Fenghuo's hands and feet, dragged him to the hook-nosed room like a dead dog, and threw him heavily to the ground.
Yan Fenghuo wanted to stand up, but he didn't have any strength at all. Half a month of thirst and half a month of not eating a grain of salt had completely destroyed his body.