The little girl watched Long Zhan beat the opponent to death, and flashbacks began to occur in her mind.
It emerged that when she was in the car, she saw a group of armed men wearing turbans killing her father, mother, brother and others with guns.
If her mother hadn't hidden her under her body and told her to be silent.
Zoe must be dead too.
Long Zhan didn't know what was going on in the little girl's mind, and he was now going to take the little girl away.
We must leave this place quickly before other militants notice.
"Kid, don't stand still, let's go."
Long Zhan pulled the child away and urged him in a low voice, but the child stood there motionless.
Long Zhan could only forcefully pull her away from this dangerous place.
Just left not long ago.
A group of armed men came after me.
Among them, the bearded militant leader found a blue turban that had fallen to the ground, just outside the stone cave in the distance.
The leader of the militants raised his hand to signal caution and slowly approached with a gun.
He doesn't know if people are still in the cave, so he must stay vigilant.
Other militants are also ready to attack.
Just as the leader of the militants approached and bent down to pick up the blue turban from the ground, the thread buried in the ground was also pulled out.
Then!
There was only a loud "bang" sound.
Long Zhan and the little girl, who had already reached a distance, looked back when they heard the explosion, and found that there was a billowing smoke rising from the other side of the mountain.
"let's go!"
Long Zhan was very satisfied with this praise and took the little girl on his way.
It's also a pity.
Because I made good contact with the headquarters yesterday, a helicopter will arrive before six o'clock this morning, and it will be there in half an hour.
Now that militants have arrived here, we no longer have the conditions to stay.
The plan to leave by helicopter was no longer possible.
Long Zhan and the little girl escaped the crisis and continued walking along the mountain road until they came to a stream. Long Zhan was about to rest for a while.
Just when Long Zhan took out the kettle and bent down to fill it with stream water.
Look back.
But the little girl was missing.
Long Zhan searched around the stream and finally found the little girl. He raised his heart in his throat and finally dropped it back into his stomach.
But the little girl's actions made Long Zhan frown.
The little girl cut off a small branch and kept hitting the root of the tree with the branch. After smashing it, she picked it up again and continued to hit it again.
Just smash and pick it up again and again.
Long Zhan didn't know how to coax her, and he didn't know what the little girl's mood was, so he could only stay away for the time being and play with her here.
"continue!"
When the little girl hit her with a branch again, Long Zhan helped her pick up the branch, put it back in the little girl's hand, and began to teach her how to use strength.
"You have to hold on tight so that it doesn't fall from your hand when you swing it out.
When you are ready to throw it out, immediately let go of your hand, imagine it is a bad guy, throw him over and crush him to death, remember?"
The little girl nodded in understanding, and actually did what Long Zhan said.
"ha."
"Ha ha."
"Hahaha."
The little girl kept using the method Long Zhan taught her, throwing branches hard, once, twice, three times...
Quite talented.
Getting more and more energetic.
"Well, not bad, it's better than before." Long Zhan encouraged.
After a while, Long Zhan took out a dagger and handed it to the little girl.
And said: "Try this!"
The little girl looked at Long Zhan a little scared and did not dare to pick up the dagger.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay."
Long Zhan brought the dagger closer, using both words and actions to encourage him.
Encouraged by Long Zhan, the little girl finally mustered up the courage to pick up the knife.
"ha!"
The little girl shouted tenderly, and saw the dagger fly out and nail it firmly to the tree trunk.
It doesn't look like it was thrown away by a little girl who just learned it.
"sharp!"
Long Zhan did not hesitate to praise him and nodded to the little girl to express that she was very good.
"Get your bag."
Long Zhan handed the little schoolbag to the little girl, and after practicing, the two continued on their way.
…
Another group of more than a dozen armed men appeared and began to search the woods again.
"Why did you stop?"
A younger militant said to the older militant.
"Quiet!"
The old militant raised his right hand and made a stop gesture.
"They are nearby!" the old militant said with certainty.
"Then let's catch up and kill them!" the young militant suggested impulsively.
"You'd better be careful. He is very smart and much more powerful than any enemy you have ever encountered before." The old militant reminded.
…
Long Zhan sensed the presence of armed men, pulled the little girl to hide behind a tree, and "shushed" the little girl to stop talking.
After a while, no abnormality was found, and Long Zhan relaxed.
"It's okay, nothing happened."
Long Zhan patted the little girl on the shoulder, asking the little girl to relax.
Then he leaned against the tree and put down the gun.
He took out the water bottle from his backpack and took a sip, then gave the water to the little girl and motioned for her to drink.
"No!" the little girl refused.
Long Zhan took another sip from the kettle and took out a piece of chewing gum to eat.
"What are you eating?" the little girl asked.
"It's chewing gum."
Long Zhan thought that children love to eat sweets, so he took another one and handed it to the little girl, and reminded: "Chew it, don't swallow it."
The little girl captain really couldn't resist, so she took the gum and started chewing it.
"Not bad!" Long Zhan asked.
"Um."
The little girl nodded, it was sweet and she liked it very much.
Long Zhan was a little tired, mainly mentally, so he leaned back under the tree, chewed gum and looked at the sky.
The little girl also followed his example, chewing gum and lying down under the tree and looking at the sky.
After watching it for a while, she felt very bored. The little girl sat up again, took out a doll from her small school bag, and started playing with it.
"What's her name?" Long Zhan asked with a smile.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It's a boy!" the little girl replied.
"What's his name?" Long Zhan was speechless, and then continued to ask.
"Louis." the little girl answered.
"Louis? Well, that's a good name!" Long Zhan nodded in praise.
"Billy said it was a silly name, a weird name, and it didn't sound good at all." The little girl said unhappily.
"Weird name? I think it sounds good!" Long Zhan affirmed.
"Mom said that when we return to the United States! She will give me a real Louis." The little girl said with great expectation.
Long Zhan looked at the little girl and didn't know what to say. You didn't know what to say.
"I miss my mother."
The little girl seemed to cry when she mentioned her mother.
"I know." Long Zhan said.
"I know she's not sleeping."
The little girl suddenly said something very sensible, which really surprised Long Zhan. At the same time, he also felt a little sad in his heart, showing such pity for a child.
Especially Zoe, a good child who is too sensible and knows how to understand others, makes people feel sad for her.
"She is dead, just like dad and Billy. I know she will never come back, but I just don't believe it."
Zoe said that she could no longer hold back her emotions, tears streaming down her face.
Long Zhan's heart suddenly became extremely uncomfortable. How could such a sensible child suffer such misfortune? She should have had a happy childhood.
A strong desire to protect, an unprecedented desire to protect, quickly surged into Long Zhan's mind.
Long Zhan wanted to protect her and protect her for the rest of her life.
He reached out his hand and carefully wiped away her tears, and comforted her with a very warm tone: "This is a common thing in life. Everyone will die. We should learn to accept it. Maybe dying is not a bad thing. He will go to heaven."
.”
"Will we die too?" the little girl asked with tears in her eyes.
"of course."
Long Zhan gave a very positive answer, but changed the topic the next second: "However, we will not die here, and a smart and sensible child like you will not die here, and will live a long, long time.
long time.
Don’t worry, I will take you out of here, no one can hurt you, I swear.”
In this last sentence, Long Zhan is not a consolation, but a promise.
The promise of his dragon war!
"Really?"
The little girl's big, shining eyes were filled with the word "expectation."
"of course it's true."
Long Zhan touched the little girl's head, directly lifted her up and sat on his left shoulder, and continued walking towards the woods with him.
For a little girl, Long Zhan's shoulders are as wide and long as a big sofa.
She can sit on it easily without worrying about falling off.
The terrain of Afghanistan is destined to have no jungle, so this forest is not dense. If you look from the sky to the ground, you can find that the coverage rate is actually less than 60%.
Long Zhan wasn't sure where the militants had chased him, so all he could do was keep moving forward.
When they came to a ridge, Long Zhan contacted the command center.
The result is very unsatisfactory.
Since the place we made an appointment with this morning has been controlled by militants, high-altitude drones monitored it from the sky and accurately captured this information.
Because there was a precedent of a helicopter being shot down, the Air Force was unwilling to send another helicopter over.
This resulted in Long Zhan having no support!
Even Commander John of the command center and Alta, the head of the combat command base, said they would try their best to continue fighting.
Ke Longzhan has stayed in Afghanistan for so many years and knows the political situation in the United States better than anyone else.
Send the helicopter over again.
It's not that there is no chance, but the chance is very slim.
It is better to believe in yourself than to believe in others. Long Zhan simply gave up air support and only believed in his own legs, all the way to Pakistan.
…
Less than half an hour after Long Zhan left with his child, a group of armed men appeared near the woods.
That's where the little girl cried!
This group of militants are dressed in a special way. Everyone is wearing a black robe and has a hood made of black cloth on their head.
Not only is the hair hidden underneath, but most of the face is also blocked.
The old militant lay down, measured the traces on the soft soil with his fingers, then stood up and said with certainty: "Only one person's footprints are left, and the little girl's footprints are gone."
"Are they separated?" one militant asked.
"No, the footprints are deeper. He must be walking with the child in his arms." The old militant analyzed.
"Hold the baby and go?"
A young militant smiled and said confidently: "If you hold a child in your arms, you will definitely walk slowly. We have a chance to catch up with them."
Analyzed from the perspective of load-bearing, the young militant's words are indeed correct.
If you walk lightly, you will walk faster, if you carry a heavy load, you will walk slower.
But young people have less experience and think less when analyzing things. They do not vary from person to person. Not everyone is like this.
For a person with a physique like Long Zhan, carrying a weight of thirty to fifty kilograms is no different.
And a five-year-old girl weighs more than 20 pounds, which is incredible.
In addition, the little girl's step is only twenty or thirty centimeters, so even if she keeps moving forward very hard, her moving speed is very slow.
The speed is only 3 kilometers per hour at most.
As for Long Zhan, a two-meter-tall man, a normal step would take him more than one meter. Even if he keeps a constant speed, he can easily reach a speed of more than six kilometers per hour.
Now that Long Zhan picked up the little girl, this little weight had no effect on him.
Since he no longer has to wait for the slow-walking little girl, Long Zhan can keep walking forward at a normal speed. Not only will his movement speed not slow down, but it will increase significantly.
The young militants did not take this into consideration and made a completely wrong judgment.
The old militant was rich in experience. He could already calculate Long Zhan's height by looking at the fifty-odd feet on the ground.
So he said with certainty: "No, his speed will not slow down, but will go faster. We have to speed up."
After saying that, the old terrorist walked forward, significantly faster than before.
The militants behind looked at each other and chased each other for two consecutive days without catching their target. They seemed to be very tired of this kind of pursuit.
Wouldn't it be better to keep going and massacre the village? Why do we have to do this pointless pursuit?
A little girl of several years old and an American soldier.
Is it okay to just let him go without any grievance or grudge?
The young militants were full of complaints and were obviously tired of this boring game, but the old terrorists had given orders and they had to listen.
I could only follow helplessly.
…
Long Zhan stretched out his long legs of 1.8 meters and walked for another day. It was not until the sun had set that he rested on a rocky beach on the top of a mountain.
This place is higher than the surrounding places and has an extremely wide view.
While Long Zhan was sitting on it and resting, he took out his telescope and looked around to collect key information and ensure his own safety.
Because it's going to be night soon, I need to find a place to rest.
Before taking a break, safety is most important.
As a result, when Long Zhan saw the direction he was coming from, he really gained a huge harvest.
He saw a group of armed men covered in black and holding weapons in their hands, appearing on the ridge in the distance along the path he walked.