But he was not in a hurry. Anyway, the fighter jets were gone and he was safe now. Even if he went back, he would probably have to be an infantryman for a while. Writing reports would be the biggest headache.
However, Lin Mo only kept this idea deep in his heart.
"Can you stay..." When she said the words, Sally's face turned red unconsciously, and her heart felt like a deer, but she had to say it, Mud Zariyev Village
Grandpa Chang has urged me many times.[]
"Stay?!" Lin Mo frowned and finally moved his eyes away from the weapon and towards the Patan girl, "Why?"
Something seemed wrong. The girl's face was rosy, her breathing was rapid, she seemed a little nervous, and there was a slight sweat on her forehead.
Uh! No!
Sure enough, something is wrong!
You must be sick!
Unexpectedly, he did not wear an Islamic veil, and his whole face was exposed in front of him. He had very delicate facial features, slender eyebrows, a straight nose, a pair of narrow red phoenix eyes, and the corners of his eyes were slightly upward. He was extremely energetic and seemed to have a long-term relationship with him.
It has something to do with wearing a veil, and her skin is surprisingly white and tender. A few strands of black naturally curly bangs poked out from under the headscarf and hung down playfully.
She has a very delicate face of a beautiful Persian girl.
Lin Mo stretched out his hand.
Sally's breathing suddenly became rapid, she closed her eyes slightly, and did not dodge or dodge, letting the other person's hand slowly reach out as if she was willing to pick and choose.
She felt two warm fingers pressing on her forehead, and quickly retracted them.
What's going on? Lin Mo's behavior was obviously beyond Sally's expectations. It was not what she expected. Her face suddenly turned redder.
"I don't have a fever!" Lin Mo withdrew his finger, took the temperature on his forehead, and said in a confused tone: "Don't you think you are sick? Why are you blushing?"
"..."
It was okay if Lin Mo didn't say it. When he said this, Sally blushed even more.
Under strict Islamic laws, women are often prohibited from interacting with strange men, and even cover their faces and are not allowed to show their faces, making them unusually introverted.
Even though Sally is considered an anomaly among the women in Mikali Village, she took the initiative to pick up an AK-47 in the migration team, shouldered the responsibilities of men, and participated in patrols with the young villagers. She was already extremely courageous.
However, Lin Mo's actions made her blush with embarrassment, completely losing her balance, and even half of her body became limp.
"You should go see a doctor!"
Lin Mo frowned, something seemed wrong with Sally, it was even more serious.
Sally finally understood, and the center couldn't help but feel angry. When she had sacrificed herself to the devil in order to gain the lives of three other people, even though the truth later came to light, this "devil" was not the real one.
Devil, and human beings who are more terrifying than devils, but even she herself doesn’t know it. Subconsciously, she already regards herself as the “Knight”.
No matter what kind of excessive demands are made of herself, or even if she wants her directly, she will not refuse. The moment her soul and body take the oath, they no longer belong to her, but all belong to the young man in front of her.
"I'm fine!" Sally stood up suddenly, covered her face and ran away.
Lin Mo was confused. Only the half-grown Patan boy who was watching the excitement nearby covered his mouth and snickered as if he had some understanding.
In Afghanistan, women have always been the vassals of men. When they marry a chicken, they follow the chicken;
Only a few women with high-level knowledge and considerable wealth are able to dissolve their marriages on their own.
Afghan men are happy, but the only regret is that such marriages are arranged marriages. The groom cannot see the bride's appearance before entering the bridal chamber. Whether she is a pig or a fairy depends entirely on luck. The smarter ones will invite family members.
When you go on a blind date, you take a second look, but you can't change the final result in any way.
"One, two, three, harder!"
With a rumble, another boulder was pushed away. Dozens of men used steel drills and wooden sticks to pry open a pile of rubble that had rolled down the mountain pass due to weathering, reopening the mountain pass that had been closed for many years.
A moist wind blew from afar. At a glance, there was a vast land and faint mountains in the distance. Green could be seen in the sight, and there were even a few bold yellow sheep.
They were in front of them, nibbling fresh leaves of grass calmly, as if they had never seen anyone before, and they didn't know how to escape.
This is exactly what Mudd Zariyev, the head of Mikali Village, calls this paradise, the most precious gift carefully prepared by Allah for the people trapped in the war, the "Gem Valley".
Men in Mikali and several other villages cheered, howled, hugged each other, and even danced.
"It's finally here, haha! It's finally here!"
After waiting for a long time in the narrow passage of the mountain pass, Mude Zariyev burst into tears. Only he knew the risks of this migration, and even sacrificed many people. After going through many dangers, he finally arrived here.
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"Gem Valley" is a little-known paradise in the Hindu Kush Mountains. It was accidentally discovered by Mude Zaryev's ancestors when they were chased by wolves and lost in the mountains during a hunting trip.
Its remote location, inaccessible location, and unique microclimate have transformed this closed land into a geomantic treasure.
Through word of mouth, each village chief will take the next village chief to quietly go to the "Gem Valley" before leaving office, and reopen this place when conditions are ripe or to avoid disasters.
"Found it! Hahaha, Village Chief Mudd Zariyev, I can't believe it. It's true. In the name of Allah, this is a miracle, a real miracle! Praise Allah!" said the mercenary leader.
Aibike quickly removed the PKM general machine gun from his back, as if he would accidentally desecrate this sacred land, carefully knelt down on the ground, bent down devoutly, and kissed the land.
Aibik's men also put down their weapons piously, knelt down, and praised God for His blessings.
This kind of religious ceremony was completely spontaneous. No one led it. Everyone knelt down together and praised everything in the Gem Valley. They completely believed that only God could do this. In this area,
The restricted area of life is endowed with such a magical place of life.
It is completely conceivable that as long as they are cultivated and grazed carefully, this will be a rich land flowing with honey and milk, their home and their paradise.
After chanting for a long time, they slowly stood up. Some people ran to the outside of the mountain pass to inform others to prepare to enter the valley. Some people continued to clear the long and narrow mountain pass, trying to sort out a barely flat road, and at the same time checking the passage.
Are there dangerous rocks that are loose due to severe weathering on the mountains on both sides?
Some of Aibike's men began to look at the mountain pass, looking for a place where they could set up sentries and firepower points. This hidden mountain pass was really a good place that only one man could control and no one could open it.
The mercenaries easily recognized the military value of this mountain pass.
As long as one defensive fortification is built on the top of the mountain on both sides, and a machine gun is placed in the valley at the end of the mountain pass, and three machine guns are blocked there, even thousands of troops will not be able to get in.
Moreover, a second layer of defense can be established in the valley, which can still seal off the mountain pass passage that is comparable to the sky, so that not even a fly can fly in.
"Aibik! Just as I promised you, this place will be your base. We, Mikali Village, Maura Village, Handier Village and Joyla Village, etc. will provide you with supplies. If the boys volunteer to join you
If so, our village chiefs will never stop it."
Here, the village chief Mud Zariyev patted his chest to the mercenary leader Aibik as a guarantee, and fulfilled his original promise on the spot. In order to protect them from getting here safely, Aibik's mercenaries did their best to protect them, and if a battle broke out
, often rushing to the front line, taking bullets for the elderly, weak women and children, and suffering many casualties. In order to hire them, villages such as Mirali not only paid many dollars, but even promised to allow Aibik's mercenaries to be stationed.
Here, a certain amount of support is provided, and the two support each other in a symbiotic relationship.
Not to mention a large sum of US dollars, the biggest reason that really tempted Aibi Ke to wholeheartedly lead his men to escort him through dangerous situations was precisely the station.
For a mercenary who wanders around and relies on commissions to make a living, it can only be considered a real mercenary if it has a stable station and the support of the people, whether in terms of materials or personnel.
Once you have entered the industry, otherwise you will just become bandits who will become smaller and poorer as they fight. They are no different from the scum who go around robbing people and supplies and falling into a vicious cycle.
"Okay, this place will accept the protection of I, Aibik. I swear by the noble and great Allah to protect the people and land here to the death. If I break my promise, my soul and flesh and blood will be devoured by the devil." Aibik pulled out his hand.
With the knife, he made a cut on his arm, letting the blood fall down the arm into the earth, and letting the land bear witness to this blood oath.
Speaking of the devil, the mercenary leader Aibike couldn't help but glance outside the mountain pass. In his eyes, the mysterious "knight" was more terrifying than the devil.
People who believe in Islam swear by Allah, which is the most solemn and unbreakable oath and has the highest credibility.
As for Aibik's oath, the village chief Mudd Zariyev, the leader elected by each village in the migration team, also swore an oath to Allah with his blood.
“On behalf of everyone, I swear by the Almighty and Great Allah that we will provide necessary living supplies for Aibik’s team. If anyone is willing to join them, I and the village chiefs will never stop them. If we break our promise, my