Dasmi looked troubled and smiled bitterly: "Well, we are too poor here. There are no horses. Seven mules or donkeys can think of a way."
Ren Xiaoyao and the others looked at each other in shock, sweat dripping from their foreheads: This is too shabby.
Hongmao smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, just ride whatever you have."
"Okay, you guys wait, I'll ask my mother-in-law to go to some friends' houses to borrow some." Dasmi breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mother-in-law?" Ren Xiaoyao and everyone were shocked.
"To tell you the truth, I married a wife here and have two children. But don't worry, they don't know my true identity, and this has been approved by the General Staff." Dasmi blushed,
As if he had a stain, he quickly explained.
Ren Xiaoyao stepped forward and patted Dasmidi on the shoulder, saying respectfully: "You don't need to explain. With your twenty years of loyalty to the motherland, I believe you."
Dasmi's eyes were moist again, and she said in a deep voice: "Then just wait, I'll be there right away!" She turned around quickly, secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and quickly left the basement.
"Heroes are human beings too!" Ren Xiaoyao looked at Dasmi's back and suddenly said something meaningful.
Xu Wenbin and others were silent: Yes, what more can be asked of a man who has dedicated his precious youth and unparalleled loyalty to the motherland!
On the first night, Dasmi sent Ren Xiaoyao and seven others to the intersection of the town leading to the mountains.
Looking at the tall figure in the mountains in the vast dark night, Dasmi sighed with some longing and said to Ren Xiaoyao: "Then, I wish Comrade Xin everything goes well. If possible, kill a few more gangsters for me, they are
The scum among us Chinese!”
Ren Xiaoyao patted Dasmi on the shoulder and nodded: "Don't worry, everything is left to us. You should go back quickly to avoid exposing your traces!"
At this time, Xu Wenbin came up, put an envelope into Dasmi's hand, and said with a smile: "These are some US dollars. They were originally reserved. It seems that they are no longer needed now. I'll give them to you!"
Dasmi's expression immediately changed. She quickly retracted her hand as if she had received a hot iron, shook her head violently and said, "No, no, I can't take the money. You can take it back."
Ren Xiaoyao felt sour in his heart and said: "Comrade Dasmi, after we complete the task later, we will go directly to the agreed place and wait for the helicopter to pick us up. It will be impossible to return a few mules and donkeys to you. These are yours
I can't ask you to pay for borrowing money from others. Your life is not rich either. Take it, this is the will of the comrades and the will of the country." As he said this, he took out a bundle of US dollars from the Mustard Seed space to catch the other party's attention.
Put it in his robe.
Dasmi's eyes were moist again. She thought for a long time before taking the envelope, and gave a solemn military salute to Ren Xiaoyao and others: "Take care along the way!"
Ren Xiaoyao and the seven others returned the greeting, then got on the mules and donkeys one after another, and walked proudly into the depths of the mountain forest.
At midnight, Ren Xiaoyao and his seven friends finally entered Kabul Mountain after driving for four or five hours on the mountain road. By this time, they were so tired that they almost fell apart.
Poor Ren Xiaoyao, none of the seven people had ever ridden on a mule or donkey. Coupled with the steepness of the Afghan mountains, these seven people were so dizzy that they felt dizzy and had their stomachs turned upside down many times. Every one of them had a face turned red from vomiting.
Finally, relying on Dasmi's previous instructions, the seven people climbed up a low mountain peak on mules and donkeys with difficulty and looked towards the valley below.
As far as the eye can see, the huge valley is flashing with lights and fires. Through the light, Ren Xiaoyao and others can clearly see the situation in the valley: there are about a hundred earth and stone buildings and tents in the valley, which are not small in size.
Now, most of the people seemed to have rested, and only a few people in twos and threes were still warming themselves around the fire, talking about something unknown; and around the camp, there were more than a dozen off-road pickup trucks, with some heavy machine guns mounted on them.
, many stayed behind in the car.
That's right, this is the home base of the East Turkestan People's Front! The tired eyes of Ren Xiaoyao and the seven others showed a look of ecstasy.
"Finally we're here, my mother, you knocked me to death, this feeling is really unbearable!" Ren Xiaoyao let go of his hand, and he fell from the mule to the ground like the world was spinning.
Breathing heavily, he said fiercely: "Whoever dares to let me ride a mule again in the future, I will definitely fight against him!"
"What the hell, I thought walking was the hardest part, but riding a mule was even harder!" The mighty Zhao Liang also weakened a lot at this time, as if his moral character had been severely beaten.
Hongmao didn't speak, he just hummed aside. Maybe he didn't even have the strength to complain.
Xu Wenbin just yawned frequently. Although his energy was a little weak, he did not show much fatigue. After all, he often traveled in Central Asia and his endurance was stronger.
Qin Yan and the three girls walked to the side and rubbed each other's thighs, whispering something.
"Come, eat some food first. Only when you are full can you work hard!" Ren Xiaoyao took out the compressed dry food from his mustard space and said to everyone.
Everyone sat together, eating compressed dry food and drinking water, quickly recovering their physical strength.
The seven of them rested for a moment. After all, they were all powerful supernatural warriors, and they immediately regained their spirit.
Ren Xiaoyao jumped up first, moved his hands and feet, and said viciously: "I have suffered so much just now, and I will definitely get my capital back with profits later."
"Yes." Zhao Liang and the other six people also stood up, moved their hands and feet, and prepared to fight.
"Looking at the enemy's deployment, he may have noticed that his domestic tentacles have been cut off by me, so when we take action later, we must fight quickly. Otherwise, these East Turkestan bandits will definitely call other bandits for support." Xu
Wenbin said to Ren Xiaoyao.
"Yes, first get rid of all those pickup trucks with heavy machine guns, and then leave one for retreat. I don't want to ride a mule anymore!" Ren Xiaoyao said fiercely.
"Okay, then let's do it. It's still the same sentence: wipe out the roots and leave no one alive!" Zhao Liang tore off the headdress on his forehead. The moonlight reflected his murderous face, which made him look particularly ferocious.
The seven people nodded to each other and quietly rushed towards the enemy base along the mountain path.
The cold wind suddenly picked up, and the dry mountain wind was biting and cold, sweeping up the hard sand grains and beating them everywhere, filling the valley with an angry roar like a beast.
The bonfire in the camp was burning flickeringly in the cold wind. The East Turkestan bandits gathered around the fire were drinking spicy white wine and howling hysterically, like a group of hot devils going crazy.
In the dark night, Ren Xiaoyao's tall figure exuded a blazing murderous aura, his eyes were like fire, and he stared at the target.