157. Chapter 157 Borrowing a knife to kill someone
A group of people were walking in the mountain forest with their mules and horses. This was a mountain road they often crossed. The advantage was that they could avoid possible government troops to ensure absolute safety. At this time, they were disguised as businessmen.
I really can't see any clues.
"Yan Fenghuo, your abilities are very good. When we get to the base, I think you will do even greater things there, haha." Elm talked with Yan Fenghuo.
Elm is now very affectionate towards Yan Fenghuo, and he doesn't know why. He didn't ask why Yan Fenghuo came, nor did he conduct any tests. He seemed to have always trusted him.
"Lord Elm, as long as I am needed, I will do my best."
"Haha, there are many places that need you, but we will never treat you badly." Elm showed a nice smile on his face and said to Yan Fenghuo: "If you want money, we will give you a lot of money; if
If you want women, we will give you a lot of women. Of course, these are too cliché to say. With your ability, you will get these things no matter where you go.",
"Of course." Yan Fenghuo smiled.
"In short, as long as you need it, we will do our best to satisfy you. But the premise is that you must do your best to help us, and there are many soldiers who need you to help us train. Is this okay?"
This is the role of Yan Fenghuo. He can use his military skills to help the ETIM train soldiers, because he himself represents the pinnacle of military skills. Not only that, he can also make various bombs and landmines, which is very suitable for terrorists.
The need to carry out terrorist activities. The most important thing is that he knows the Chinese troops very well and can directly help the East Turkistan Islamic Movement.
But for the time being, Elm has not made any requests in this regard. This is also the reason why he is smart. He is just talking about some things briefly. After a certain period of time, he will not talk about it in a superficial way, but will directly express his thoughts.
Say it.
"There is no problem." Yan Fenghuo said there was no problem. He thought for a moment and asked: "Who is the Chinese soldier you are talking about, the Chinese soldier named Zhao Hongqi?"
"He is very powerful." Elm glanced at Yan Fenghuo and said: "He is now in the joint base in Afghanistan and has become a very popular figure in a short period of time, but he does things for Al Qaeda. Haha, seriously, you Chinese
Soldiers are indeed very powerful. You know, when I saw you, I knew we would have someone like that, haha."
Yan Fenghuo said no more and looked towards the mountains and forests ahead.
This mountain forest is already very sparse, which means that we are about to go out and break away from the mountain forest terrain and enter the road. Judging from the terrain, Yan Fenghuo realized that the Kyrgyz government troops were most likely to set up an ambush here. The terrain was very good: some people
Lurking on the edge of the forest, some people sniped outside the forest. Attacked from both sides, they made dumplings out of them.
A feeling of being stared at by someone appeared in Yan Fenghuo's heart. This feeling was strange, but it was clear and very real.
This kind of ability is not something that ordinary people can feel. Yan Fenghuo is the kind of counter-terrorist who is always on the edge of death. His vigilance is higher than anyone else. Once he is targeted by a living creature, he will naturally rise to a level.
A sense of crisis.
In addition, there were slight pains in several fatal parts of Te's body, which was a reaction to being pointed at the gunpoint. There was no doubt that they had gradually entered the ambush circle of the government forces.
"There is a mountain forest ahead. We only need to walk north for one day and a car will pick us up and take us to the base." Elm pointed to the increasingly sparse mountain forest ahead and said to Yan Fenghuo.
"Haha, I'm looking forward to arriving at the base. By the way, there should be a bar in the base? Food for the past few days... I need to make it easier..." Yan Fenghuo covered his stomach with a look of discomfort on his face.
Elm laughed loudly and waved his hand to signal Yan Fenghuo to go. He had been walking on the mountain road these days, and the food he ate was indeed not very good. Not to mention that the Chinese had a stomachache, even he couldn't bear it.
After finding this reason, Yan Fenghuo held his stomach and walked behind a big tree in the north. As he walked, he made a subtle gesture to the warrior he had trained.
As this gesture was made, the soldiers' pace slowed down and they began to distance themselves from Elm's people.
They didn't know why Yan Fenghuo gave such an instruction, but they knew that they didn't need to know, they just had to follow the instructor's orders. The hellish training for a period of time made him clearly realize a problem in his subconscious
:Don't try to resist the instructor's orders, otherwise you will be killed.
Just as the distance was quietly closing, Yan Fenghuo took out his pistol and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The crisp sound of gunfire rang out, and at the moment when the gunshot rang out, there was a burst of rifle sound in the forest.
"Da da da..." "Da da da..."
There was loud gunfire, and several terrorists walking at the front were shot and fell, causing a commotion that caused everyone to fall on their backs.
"Government troops! It's government troops!" a terrorist shouted.
Yes, they are indeed government troops. The vigorous figures of the Kyrgyz government troops appeared in the mountains and forests, and they rushed towards us with rifles in hand.
"Retreat!" Yan Fenghuo ordered with narrowed eyes.
After receiving the order, the warriors he trained did not hesitate, turned around and ran backwards to retreat.
They retreated with lightning speed, but caused much pain to Elm and his group of more than a dozen people. Under Yan Fenghuo's suggestion, the distance between the two of them was widened by a full six to seven meters. Moreover, the government troops had just
When they appeared, Elm had no intention of retreating because he believed that there were sixty or seventy people on his side, enough to fight the government troops.
This happens often, and they often fight with the government forces of Kyrgyzstan. Generally speaking, there are not too many government troops, and with their own armed force of 60 or 70 people, they can definitely fight a fight. The Saint never
Be willing to retreat, especially when your own side has strong strength.
But Elm did not expect that forty or fifty people behind him would run away at the same time. By the time he found out, the government troops had already rushed in front of him, and it was too late to run away.
"Elm! Escape quickly, they are not ordinary government troops, they are Kyrgyzstan's special forces!" Yan Fenghuo shouted without looking back, and immediately led his men into the depths of the mountain forest, running away without a trace.
trace.
At this time, Elm had no time to scold Yan Fenghuo. The soldiers around him fell one after another, and soon he was alone.
"Don't move!"
"Put the gun down!"
"..."
Several Kyrgyzstan special forces surrounded Elm, pointed their guns at various parts of his body, and yelled at him.
"Jihad..."
With a "pop" sound, a powerful rifle butt hit Elm's face, instantly knocking him to the ground. Then the other two special forces held him down and quickly searched his whole body.
.
"Allah will punish you! He will definitely punish you!" Elm shouted unwillingly and struggled desperately.
A special forces soldier who looked like a captain took off Elm's turban, reached out to grab his hair and lifted it up. He looked carefully at a photo in his hand and said through the intercom: "The target is confirmed and captured!"
With the target confirmed, Elm's head was covered with a black cloth, his two thumbs were tied behind his back, and he walked out of the mountain forest under the escort of a group of special forces.
At this time, Yan Fenghuo and his men were nesting in a mountain col, silently counting down in their hearts: three, two, one!
"Bang!"
The dull sound of a sniper rifle suddenly sounded, Elm's body trembled heavily, and the black cloth on his head started to vibrate violently, like a watermelon exploding inside.
"Enemy attack! Sniper at ten o'clock due south!"
Kyrgyzstan's special forces immediately sounded the alarm, immediately hid their bodies behind the shelter of a big tree, and fired intensively towards the ten o'clock position in the south with their guns.
"Da da da..."
Explosive gunfire sounded, and countless warheads rushed towards the ten o'clock position, almost covering the entire area.
But there was no second gunshot, and the sniper hiding in the dark disappeared without a trace.
After a while, the special forces came out again and looked at the already dead Elm on the ground.
The captain pulled off Elm's hood, and what was in front of his eyes was a mass of red and white rotten flesh.
"Bang!"
The captain punched the ground hard, opened his mouth and cursed loudly, and said to the radio: "Sniped, target killed, mission failed."
Dead people are of no use. The Kyrgyzstan special forces left the dead Elm lying on the ground and quickly gathered the team back. Their mission was only Elm. Now that Elm was killed by a sniper, they could only declare the mission failed.
"Well done!" A smile appeared on Yan Fenghuo's lips, and he said to the trained soldiers: "Master Elm was sniped by the Kyrgyz military. We must return to Mount Kumaril quickly."
Dozens of soldiers chose to obey Yan Fenghuo's orders absolutely. Not only did they obey, but they also felt a sense of gratitude in their hearts. If the instructor had not given them warnings in advance to alert them, I am afraid they would have died in the Kyrgyz military.
At gunpoint.
The group of people returned to Mount Kumaril and saw the anxiously waiting Crimea in the distance.
Seeing Yan Fenghuo bringing his people back, Kerim immediately ran forward and stared at him with burning eyes.
"Krim, it's unfortunate." Yan Fenghuo said helplessly: "We encountered a sniper attack from the Kyrgyz military. Master Elm has returned to the embrace of God."
"Ah?!" Kerim was so excited that he almost jumped up, but tried his best to disguise the expression of pain on his face, and said sadly: "How could this happen, how could this happen? Why would Allah summon Elm at this time?
grown ups?"
This disguised expression is simply too lifelike. At least Yan Fenghuo would think that Crime would definitely have a bright future if he went to Hollywood.
"Sigh, maybe Allah really needs Lord Elm's company." Yan Fenghuo sighed softly and said, "This is a thing to be thankful for. Lord Elm can finally be by Allah's side forever!"
"Yes, we should celebrate, to celebrate Master Elm's return to the embrace of God." A smile appeared on Kerim's face.
"That's exactly what it should be." Yan Fenghuo agreed.
"Hahahaha..." Kerim laughed, turned his head and said loudly to the terrorists under his command with a pious expression: "I have good news to tell you, Mr. Elm has been called by Allah and has been serving forever.
Allah has control.”
After hearing this, the expressions on the faces of those terrorists were not pain, but fanaticism. For them, being able to serve God is a lifelong goal. Death is not terrible, only death will always follow God.