Aide lived up to expectations and took out a box of cigarettes. Gu Tie took a look at the familiar blue and white packaging and the brand name in Chinese Pinyin: ZhongNanHai 0.5mg, "Damn, what do you mean meeting an old friend in a foreign country..." He took out a cigarette and lit it with a lighter. Then he took a deep breath and blew out a smoke ring full of Chinese flavor: "Ed, don't say anything else." He gave a thumbs up with satisfaction, "It's just that the five-point order is too light. I like the lottery." eight,"
The bearded man didn't understand these two professional terms, "What, is this cigarette a Chinese cigarette? I don't know, but I like the taste of this tobacco. Marian said that smoking hand-rolled tobacco leaves is bad for the lungs, so he bought it for me. Two sticks of these cigarettes have a light taste and are very good, but it’s a pity that the rest were burned.”
"This is Beijing cigarettes. Although the Beijing factory was acquired by the Shanghai Cigarette Factory, Zhongnanhai did not move to Nanjing Road. Does Beijing know? Beijing, China,, Ma Li'an is a good comrade, cherish others," Gu Tie vigorously praised The other party's fiancée, because she smoked Chinese cigarettes, was in a better mood for no reason. He sat cross-legged and made a big dragon's gate posture. There was a pot of tea next to him, and a plate of edamame would be more authentic.
"Three years ago today...what's the date today?"
"October 4th,"
"Oh, today three years ago, I remember it was a good day. In fact, the good weather has lasted for a week, and the long war is about to end. What is the name of that girl, Aqige, Avatar... Oh, yes Now, Azvi,”
On October 4, 2049, 30 kilometers south of Bangassou, the capital of Mbomou Province in the southern Central African Republic, a small-scale party was being held at the temporary command post of the "Freedom Crusade". At ten o'clock in the evening, during the day The scorching heat finally dissipated, and the evening breeze brought a pleasant coolness. The soldiers of the "Freedom Crusade" stayed in a small village in the hinterland of the tropical rain forest. Strong dance music came from the largest shack of the tribal chief, and the patrolling soldiers When you pass by the door of a shack, you always look in with envy, because in addition to food, wine and music, there are also beautiful women in the shack.
"Drink, drink, drink," a group of men gathered in the central area of the room to cheer. The nominal supreme commander of the Freedom Crusade and the nominal supreme leader of the Free Workers' Party, Lasihi Okoronkwo, who was wearing funny yellow pajamas, squatted on the ground and mouthed. There was a plastic hose in the bottle, and Gu Tie was holding a large bucket of Abuja distilled liquor, a local specialty, and pouring the liquid into the funnel at the top of the hose.
The young and handsome Indian officer Balvendra Bishnoi stood aside, smiling and sipping a glass of whiskey. An African-American girl with skin as shiny as chocolate leaned on the wooden cabinet next to him, holding a glass of whiskey. With a large glass of foaming cold beer, he looked at the farce on the field with some dissatisfaction: "Even if we are about to win, we can't mess around like this. A leader should have the natural majesty of a leader,"
Balvendra smiled and said: "Let them make trouble, especially Tie. He has endured too much pressure. It's time to let it go."
"Pressure, huh," the black girl picked up the wine glass and took a sip of beer, "Those girls who slept with him and were abandoned should be under pressure. Look at that blond one, what's her name? She's still standing there. It's funny, has she forgotten who was crying and swearing to the sky during dinner that she would never trust a man again?"
Bal Yiyan took a look and said, "Her name is Sigrid. She is a senior liaison officer of the French Democratic Front. She is very popular among the French volunteers."
"In my opinion, she is just a beauty who wins with her face and figure. Can her delicate little hands lift an AK rifle?" The black girl looked at the blonde beauty up and down, and held up the package unwilling to be outdone. Strong chest in green combat vest.
"You are the most beautiful woman in the entire Freedom Crusade, Azvi, you are the flower of the rainforest," Barr commented.
A smile appeared on Aziwei's pretty face for a moment, and then she turned serious: "Come on, Barr, you are a bastard gentleman who likes to confuse people, and you will say the same thing in front of her. If a man like you follows Gu Tie's thing was kneaded into a ball and then divided into two equal parts, and they were two perfect men. Speaking of which, do you not like women or something? I haven't seen you flirting with a woman for so long. You want me to introduce you to Handsome. boy?"
"Thank you for your compliment. I think I have fallen in love with a woman a long time ago, but I don't know if it is love. She is a very good girl in distant Belarus," Barr said thoughtfully, taking a sip of wine. Looking at the night outside the door.
"It's really hard and unpleasant to chat with you," Aziwei snorted and turned to leave.
"puff,"
One minute and thirty-five seconds after setting the record, Laxisi finally sprayed Abuja distilled liquor from his nostrils and mouth at the same time, and fell to the ground with a plop. The crowd around him burst into cheers, "A new record, a new record is born." ,"
Gu Tie dropped the barrel, put his hands on his hips and laughed: "Brother, you have refreshed your record again. This is the third time this month. It's only been 4 days this month. You still have a lot of time. Challenge yourself,”
Laxixi lay on the ground with his hands and feet spread out, a drunken flush appearing in his black skin, like a cooked lobster. He shouted vaguely: "Does anyone want to challenge me? If not, I am, I am." Today’s champion…”
"Champion, champion," the drunken crowd shouted in unison, lifting Laxixi up and throwing it into the air again and again. The yellow pom-pom on the nightcap was swinging in the air. This guy who didn't care about his image didn't care how he looked at it. He looks like the leader of the People's Liberation Army, more like a drunken clown.
Gu Tie squeezed out of the crowd and stumbled towards Baal holding an empty wine glass: "Ba, I'm drinking alone here again. Give me a glass of whiskey, preferably single malt. Don't hide anything."
Barr smiled bitterly and said: "Don't talk about single malt, all the Scotch whiskey has been drank. What's in my glass now is Jim Beam bourbon, do you want it?"
Gu Tie immediately pouted with a bitter look on his face and said: "American farmers make wine from corn. Forget it, I'd better drink beer. Aziwei, where is Aziwei? Hey, give me a big glass of cold beer." ,"
The black girl responded angrily not far away: "I'm not a bartender, I can pour it myself."
"Look, woman," Gu Tie turned back to Barnu and walked over with a shaky step. "Come on, come on, don't be so stingy as to turn off the power of the diesel generator. Keep the temperature below 10 degrees to make the beer better." The first tip on drinking is that as long as you take a sip of hot canned beer while marching, you will know what fresh urine tastes like..."
"Tie, are you free tonight?" After taking two steps, a French beauty named Sigrid approached Gu Tie from the side, intentionally or unintentionally rubbing her plump breasts against his arm, and asked softly in his ear.
Gu Tie tried his best to open his drunken eyes, "Oh, Xiaoli, I thought we had broken up, haven't we? Was I with you last night?"
Sigrid replied with a charming look: "You think so, I don't know why, I feel particularly excited tonight, maybe it's the effect of distilled wine... I am very interested in trying the posture you proposed last time Woolen cloth……"
Gu Tie's eyes lit up: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's take a walk and go back to my room."
Barr smiled bitterly as he watched the two hugging each other towards the door. Aziwei stood beside him, snorted coldly, and intentionally or unintentionally stirred Gu Tie with her long legs wearing camouflage pants and military boots. "Oh," the drunken Chinese had no feet under his feet. Root, stumbled forward, knocked over the chief's food cabinet with a plop, and fell into a pile of plates and pots. A middle-aged black man with bright feathers on his head and a short stature like a child jumped up from the crowd. Pointing at him and muttering curses.
Everyone burst into laughter. Laxixi got up from the ground and explained to the tribal chief. This village belongs to the Akha tribe among the Pygmies. The average height of the Akha tribe who worship the god of the jungle is no more than 140 centimeters. Only the chief's own shack was large enough to accommodate a party of twenty people.
Gu Tie turned over and stared at the ceiling in confusion: "What happened? Why is this bed so rough?"
At this moment, a burst of gunfire penetrated the night sky. "There is an enemy attack. About two hundred people have crossed the second cordon and are approaching quickly from the southeast." The sentry's warning sounded on the intercom. Without any hesitation, the shack The people inside immediately put out the lights, grabbed weapons and rushed into the night. Gu Tie was more than half awake from the drunkenness, pushed away Sigrid's outstretched hand, and jumped up: "Take La Xixi to the bunker. Hidden well, this should be their last counterattack,"
"Got it," the French girl nodded, picked up the drunken commander, and retreated to the fortifications at the edge of the village.
Gu Tie picked up his AK-12 assault rifle with his right hand, grabbed the ammunition bag with his left hand and ran into the jungle. The visibility at night in the tropical rainforest is very poor. The dense vegetation blocks the moonlight. Both warring parties lack night vision equipment. In fact, In nearly a year of fierce fighting, both the Freedom Crusaders and their rivals, the Lord's Resistance Army, had exhausted tanks, artillery and other heavy weapons, and even bazooka rocket launchers were in short supply. Gu Tie's ammunition bag contained only A Russian-made RGN offensive grenade was an old item from an unknown age, and Gu Tie had no confidence in its ability to explode.
The sound of gunfire came from far and near, mixed with the enemy's roars, which were high and low, with different tones. "Please get up, right?" Gu Tie spat on the ground, "It's so annoying to yell."
From his position he could barely see the muzzle flash of the enemy in the distance, which was not the best distance for an ambush. Gu Tie knelt behind a tall olive tree and took aim with his gun, pointing the crosshair at the place where ghosts were crying and wolves howling.
Suddenly, a clear bird call sounded from the unwelcome bushes beside him. It was a group of four and was repeated three times. Gu Tie was delighted. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then pursed his lips and let out a group of responding calls. The bushes were buzzing. The ground rang, and a dark figure sneaked up beside him, observing the surroundings vigilantly, its eyes looking very bright in the dark environment.
"Aqiwei, we are so destined that we always choose an ambush position," Gu Tie said with a low laugh.
"You blew the wrong command again," the black girl stared at him angrily. "The signals I sent were three high and one low, which means 'the enemy is approaching, wait where you are.' What did you reply to me? Three low and one high. ,'I'll cover, you rush forward', in this situation, do you rush forward and die, you irresponsible man?"
Gu Tie said aggrievedly: "The contact method you invented has changed so much. I can't remember it clearly. It's good to be able to blow it. Besides, I'm irresponsible. I touched one of your fingers."
"It's just because you didn't touch me..." Halfway through, Aziwe closed her mouth in annoyance and snorted.
Gu Tie blew a short note that represented "know".
"You know shit," the black girl cursed.
A stray bullet passed through not far away from the two of them. The enemy's shouts of killing were getting closer and closer. Instead, the small village fell into a dead silence. There was no firepower to fight back. The experienced freedom crusaders waited for the attack in tacit understanding. At this time, their only heavy firearms are two Chinese-made Type 98 12.7mm heavy machine guns hidden in the fortifications on the edge of the village. This heavy machine gun weighs only about 20 kilograms. It is said to be a heavy firearm, but in fact it is accurate and powerful. They all belong to the level of squad machine guns.
"Do you know what they are shouting about?" Gu Tie suddenly thought of this question.
"Let me say it again, not all black people speak Swahili and can understand each other. I am a South African and speak English from a novel, and most members of the Lord's Resistance Army speak Ugandan. I can't understand it like you. "Aqiwei scolded in a low voice.
Gu Tie pouted: "Just asking, why are you so angry... Could it be your menstrual period..."
At this time, the first enemy's feet wearing tattered rubber shoes stepped out of the rain forest and stepped on the flat black soil of the village. "Boom," an earth-shattering explosion sounded. The unlucky guy accurately stepped on the engineer buried on the last cordon. One of the few old-fashioned compression mines was immediately blown away by the shock wave, crackling into pieces and falling down.
"Fire,"
Balvendra's clear voice resounded through the night sky, "Dong dong dong dong dong..." A heavy machine gun burst into flames, warheads spread freely within 30 yards of the explosion, and the 12.7mm bullets set off high waves of mud. , "Pah, pah, pah..." The AK-12 automatic rifle in Gu Tie's hand began to fire regularly, and the two muzzle flashes were immediately extinguished under his crosshairs.
The enemy's counterattack was about to arrive, and various types of rifles and pistols made chaotic roars. Gu Tie lowered his head, and the bushes and leaves beside him were flying. He sensed the danger from the enemy's gradually correcting ammunition trajectory, and kicked off his legs. He jumped out sideways and pulled Aqiwei's arm hard. The two of them rolled down a few yards away. The place where they were originally was already covered with red traces of tracer bullets. A little later, they would be in contact with the tree that was riddled with holes. The olive tree met the same fate.
Gu Tie lay on the ground and gasped for air. Aziwei lay on top of him, spat out the dirt in her mouth, and glared at him.
"I saved your life again, eldest sister, why do you always despise me so much," Gu Tieshen said unjustly.
"Don't talk nonsense. The enemy's firepower is very fierce. I just aimed at the machine gunner. Damn it," the black girl raised the submachine gun in her hand.
"Then we have to survive first... Also, can you get up? You've pressed on some of my organs," Gu Tie grinned and said,