Li Yun nodded and walked back to the truck. Some colleagues smiled in confusion and surprise. Her smile was like the sun that had just set and rose again, illuminating the whole world.

"We are free, we can go home!" After saying that, he turned his fingers to Yang Luo, "His name is Yang Luo, he is my friend. I can't say much about his specific identity. But he has another profession, and he is also a doctor like us."

The doctors were stunned and jumped out of the car one by one. Howard was the oldest and the leader of the medical team. After being kidnapped, he was under the pressure of the most. He was always thinking about how to escape with his colleagues in the medical team. He even thought more than once about how to get a gun or bomb, and then sacrifice himself, create chaos, and give his colleagues the opportunity to escape.

But hope is full, but reality is very skinny. As a doctor and a person in his sixties, such thoughts are not realistic at all. So during this period, I seem to have grown a lot, and my originally gray hair has all turned white. Now when I suddenly heard Li Yun's words, I felt turbid and tears dripped in the corners of my eyes, and I grabbed Li Yun's hand tightly.

"What the hell is going on?"

Others were also surrounded by Li Yun, especially Li Jinlong, whose expressions changed constantly; "Sister Yun, he... are they really rescued us?"

Li Yun smiled slightly: "At that time, we were kidnapped by the Tajima Liban and happened to be met by my friend Yang Luo. But if we want to rescue us, we can only use the power of the terrorist terrorists. But everyone knows that these terrorist terrorists have close ties with the Tajima Liban. It is absolutely impossible to let them fight against the Tajima Liban to rescue us. So Yang Luo used the problem that there was no doctor at the terrorist base and encouraged the terrorist leader to rescue us, and then kidnap us to their base for their use."

"But...he..." Li Jinlong pointed at Yang Luo not far away, "He treats you..."

Li Yun smiled slightly: "We are friends, what can he do to me? Everything is fake, just to confuse those terrorists." Speaking of this, he patted Li Jinlong on the shoulder, "Actually, your teacher and him are also good friends."

Li Jinlong said in confusion: "My teacher?"

"Blue Yunduo!" Li Yun said.

Li Jinlong opened his mouth wide and his face was incredible. He knew that it would be dangerous to come to Afghanistan, but since he met Tajikistan 1, he had a dream. Now he seemed to be in a thrilling movie, but he didn't know the script and was acting passively. The plot was ups and downs, but the ending made him feel incredible. I don't know it was Li Jinlong, everyone had this idea.

Howard's blank eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and suddenly shouted: "Chinese Yang, he is Chinese Yang!" He said and walked over quickly, "Are you Chinese Yang?"

Yang Luo smiled slightly and shook hands with Howard: "Hello, my name is Yang Luo!"

Howard's spirit suddenly became energetic, as if he had just become younger in an instant: "Hello, Mr. Yang, my name is Howard, and I am also a surgeon. I have studied your surgery case, which really opened my eyes. I have always wanted to meet you, sit in a cafe with elegant environment, chat with you while listening to the wonderful piano music, or drink beer in a bar. But I never thought that I would meet you in such a situation, and you saved us."

Yang Luo laughed: "Mr. Howard, this is not a good place to chat. We should leave quickly. I will visit you in the United States when I have the chance."

"Yes, yes!" said Howard, "This is not a place to chat with friends." After that, he turned around and walked back, "Everyone gets in the car, we will leave here immediately."

At this time, Long Xin and the others had already thrown the body out of the car. Yang Luo said to Abu: "Take your mother and sister to the truck, don't squeeze in this car."

Abu nodded, followed his sister to help Mingyue get on the truck, and then ran back.

Zhou Hao jumped into the truck cab, gestured to Yang Luo, and started the car and turned around and drove back.

Yang Luo said to Ivan: "Let's go too, go back and make trouble."

The off-road vehicle followed the truck slowly and Ivan said: "I have a feeling that the United States will carry out an air strike tonight. But I just don't know what level it will be, and whether the Marines will be sent."

Yang Luo laughed: "If it were you Russia, you would definitely implement ground raid tactics, but the Americans would not. Because the Americans' lives are very valuable, even if an ordinary soldier dies, the government will pay high pensions and bear the anger of the people. They will never take this risk. What's more, just to attack the small terrorists, there is no need to make a big move. Just throw two more bombs."

Ivan nodded: "Yes, according to the Americans' convention and their fighting style, they will definitely take air bombing first. The ultimate thing is that this is just a training camp for terrorists. After an air strike, it will become ruins. There is no need to use ground troops."

Yang Luo said: "You are wrong. The US Marine Corps is not far from us."

Ivan was stunned: "Why are you talking in two ways? You said that the United States will not send ground troops. Now you say that the Marines are not far from us."

"Ha!" Yang Luo laughed happily: "Iwan, you still have to study hard in Wen. The idiom "two-faced and three-knife" is used incorrectly."

Ivan shrugged: "It's almost done!"

Yang Luo took out the miniature individual radio station and threw it to Ivan; "What is it!"

Ivan said with one eye: "The configuration of the US Marine Corps." After saying that, Luo, "How could it be in your hands?"

Yang Luo said: "I killed those two agents and found them."

Ivan suddenly realized: "The sage really wants to blow us all here, but he actually sent someone to monitor us."

"Yes!" Yang Luo said, "If I guessed correctly, the road to Kabul has been blocked by them. The radio station only receives 65 kilometers, and it is estimated that their location will not exceed ten kilometers from the training camp."

Ivan frowned: "It's really a bit troublesome."

Yang Luo said: "There is no trouble. They are nothing more than to prevent us from escaping. When the air strike is over, we will use this radio to send false information and they will evacuate."

Ivan nodded: "That's all we can do. If they don't believe it, we will use those doctors as hostages."

Yang Luo snorted coldly: "It's useless. You don't know how shameless Americans are. You can do anything to achieve your goal. If you don't do it well, they will even kill those doctors. Anyway, this is a no-man's land, and they can declare that we are terrorists, and those doctors are killed by us."

Ivan said with some headache: "I hope they can be deceived by us."

Yang Luoyi grinned: "They will believe it!"

At this time in Kabul, a group of fully armed Afghan government forces had surrounded the slums. Under the cover of night, the US Marine Corps was touching the residence of Zawahri. At the same time, in the Pacific Fleet patrolling the South China Sea, eight F22 fighters took off on the USS Washington aircraft carrier, tearing the sky like lightning and disappearing into the vast starry sky.

At two o'clock in the morning, Yang Luo and the others were not moving forward, but stopped less than five kilometers away from the training camp.

Yang Luo jumped out of the car and lit a cigarette. Time: "Wait, the show is about to start."

At 2:50 in the morning, this is a normal person who wants to fall into the deepest sleep. If there is no accident, it will be difficult to wake up. Said, who just joined the Iranian Games in East 1, is an exception. For some reason, after instructor Ivan left at noon, he felt restless. Even though he was trained to be like a dog, the others were still asleep, but he couldn't sleep.

He had just passed sixteen. When he was eight years old, his father and two brothers joined the Taliban and died on the battlefield three years ago. Then he followed his frail and sick mother to live for life, but in this chaotic world, if you want to fill your stomach, you have to learn to be strong. So he picked up a gun at a young age. As long as he could fill his stomach, he didn't care about killing people. When he learned to kill people with the weapons in his hand, he had never been hungry. But in this world without sunshine, only darkness and blood, he not only had to learn to kill people with the gun in his hand, but also learned to protect himself.

Some people say that both Alexander the Great and Hitra were God's darlings, but they were all dead. And Sayed was lucky because he was God's illegitimate son. He had a natural sensitivity to danger. This sense of sensitivity beyond humanity Fan Tao made him escape deadly crises again and again. But he hated the Americans, the Afghan government, and even more hated the Taliban. If it weren't for them, he would be able to have a full meal, go to school, and live a carefree life like children in other countries.

Not long ago, his mother died of illness, and then he joined the Eastern 1st Iranian Movement. He wanted to take revenge, he wanted to kill all the Americans, all the Afghan government officials, and all the Taliban.

Just as Said was thinking about the past, he suddenly felt uncomfortable with his bladder swelling, so he turned over and sat up. There were more than twenty people in the dormitory, but at this time everyone was sleeping, and there was no other sound except snoring.

Said got out of bed, opened the door and walked out, and the whole world outside was trapped in absolute darkness and tranquility. Only the wind at that night was still as sharp as a knife.

Said walked towards the toilet, feeling the silence, and there was a feeling of terror. The reason was not explained, but he could just feel that this natural sense of keenness told him that the terrible danger was constantly approaching him.

Said came outside the toilet and did not go in. Instead, he stood outside and untied his belt. A sound of running water seemed very clear in the night. When he finished peeing on his belt on his mat, he stood there quietly, taking a deep breath to the clear cold wind at night in the desert, a rumbling thunder suddenly came from the sky in the distance.

"Has it thundered?" Said looked up at the sky. The stars in the sky seemed to be brighter than before. The moon hung high in the sky without a trace of clouds. This made his hair stand up all over his body, and a stream of air conditioning rushed straight up his spine and his scalp felt numb.

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