Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.15 An international news
... Ben stroked the heads of the big horses. "The pandas were very happy eating carrots... and got a handful of fine beans."
He took out another bottle of water from the pocket he brought and fed it to the panda.
This water is the fountain of life that was installed when I arrived. From the appearance, it is just an ordinary bottle of lemonade. Zhang Ben guessed that the air here is turbid, but he did not expect it to be so bad. He thought he would arrive in Bangkok in a few days.
Bay, it will be relieved.
In any case, a bottle of fountain of life can at least relieve the panda's fatigue.
Seeing that the guide horses around him were all a little depressed, Zhang Ben felt that this kind of riding battle was really nonsense.
"It, it just wanted to bite me?"
Helen covered her mouth in surprise and widened her blue eyes.
"Ah, it has such a temper. If anyone laughs at it and ignores it, it will bite anyone."
I patted the panda on the head and found that it was eating happily. A good horse depends on raising it. In the past few days, it only ate oats and soybeans. This somewhat made the panda feel a little uncomfortable. It prefers the concentrate of Pentium Century.
Of course, Zhang Bi didn't bother to care about its mood. It wanted to eat or not.
"Okay panda, it's her first time seeing you, don't lose your temper." Zhang Bi patted the big horse and handed a carrot to Helen. "Try feeding it, so that it will be friendly to you.
Son."
Helen was holding a carrot, standing very far away, and slowly stretched out her hand, as if the panda would bite it at any time. Dama glanced at her with contempt, took the carrot in his mouth, and crunched it calmly.
After eating it cleanly, he stuck out his tongue and licked Zhang Bi's arm, still not satisfied.
He touched its head, took out a brush and brushed its fur. Then he said: "No more, I will feed you well when we get to the shore!"
I brushed hard on the belly twice. The panda screamed twice. It was obvious that the scratch was good, and it was exactly where it felt uncomfortable.
It snorted and swung its tail back and forth. The tall horse looked down at Helen, which made Helen feel despised. Then she looked at the big horse carefully and came to a definite conclusion: it
You just despise yourself.
But, is this a horse?
Helen was very puzzled.
Zhang Ben said with a smile: "Pandas have a relatively high IQ and can judge whether you are friendly or hostile to them from a person's expression and tone. Moreover, they only like to hear compliments. Any bad comments about them will make them unhappy."
"What a proud horse." Helen said softly.
Phew!
The panda snorted, looking proud.
Whenever it feels proud, it will always snort and tilt its head away, then look at people with one eye. This feeling really makes me want to slap it twice.
After finishing brushing the other side, Zhang Bencai patted the panda on the head again and said: "Stay well and don't cause any more trouble for me. I have to go.
"
The panda snorted, as if he was reminiscing about the carrots just now. Zhang Ben curled his lips and shook his head. He led Helen out of the strange-smelling livestock cabin.
After returning to the Daphne cruise ship from the Endeavor supply ship, Federo and Huang Silang were playing cards in the casino. Several big guys were either biting cigars, holding pipes in their hands, or sitting at the table.
There was a glass of cocktail, the atmosphere was very strong, and there were many people watching around.
It's blackjack.
Huang Shilang is very lucky. He has already taken three black jacks today. There are already a lot of 50,000 blue chips in front of the table. He holds a red chip worth 1,000 US dollars in his hand. He throws it into the waiter's tray.
The handsome waiter smiled slightly and expressed his gratitude.
Zhang Bi took Helen around and played slot machine in front of a gambling machine. After a while, the polar bear Ivan also came over and chatted with Zhang Bi. They talked for a while about fighting at night and discussed with each other.
After a moment, Ivan said with admiration: "Zhang, you are very strong, and you are very young. Your future achievements are unimaginable. I have only met three people like you in the Siberian training camp.
"But one of them died, another went to Africa, and another is serving in the United States."
"We haven't fought before, so it doesn't count." Zhang Bi said nonchalantly, and pulled the joystick again, and three bells clicked, "Huh? Hit?"
After a while, a bunch of coins came out of the slot machine. Helen screamed happily, and the people around her also clapped their hands to express their congratulations. Generally speaking, if you can win a slightly larger prize, others will express encouragement for the sake of taking advantage of it.
A little bit of luck...
"It would be nice if it were three sevens." Zhang Bi said with regret.
The corners of Ivan's mouth twitched and he thought to himself: You really dare to say that.
"Ivan."
"Huh?" Ivan was studying a gambling machine next to him.
"Are you interested in going to China? I mean, "to play or live in China?" Zhang Bi stared at the screen, where Helen was playing.
Ivan was stunned for a moment: "I was born in Siberia, and I am relatively familiar with West Asia and the Middle East, among other places."
"You are actually not suitable here." Zhang Bi suddenly said, "You are enduring pain."
Ivan was stunned and said, "My injury can only last for two months at most, which is more or less the same."
"I actually saw you looking at the photo in the cubicle, and you seemed to have dropped it." Zhang Ben took out a photo from his pocket and handed it back to Ivan, "While eating roasted oysters in the morning."
When Zhang Bi wanted to return it to Ivan, he had already eaten and went to stay with Kirilenko, so Zhang Bi went to the Endeavor to feed the horses.
Thank you, I was actually looking for it just now." Ivan looked moved, "It's quite silly to bring a photo with you. It's like a hot-blooded Hollywood commercial film. A big man, a veteran. He took a photo of his daughter and stared at it all day long.
, but never thought of looking for her."
"What's her name?" Zhang Bi took the plate handed by a waiter, placed coins in piles of ten in the four slots, and then lowered his head and asked.
"Katyusha. Ji likes the name of this rocket. It sounds like it will make him live a healthy life." Ivan suddenly said with a smile.
Kirilenko, who was observing here, was sitting on the shooting table and took a sip of vodka. When he saw Ivan smile, he immediately spit it out.
"Hey!" A young rich man stared at Kirilenko with wide eyes and cursed in his heart: This damn Georgian fat pig!
"Cough, cough, cough, hug, sorry," Kirilenko's eyes almost popped out. What did he just see? Ivan the polar bear smiled?
After Zhang Ben finished filling the tray, Ivan squatted down to help, and then asked casually: "I have told my story, what about you?"
Zhang Ben paused, sighed, and said: "Actually, I... As soon as I understood why I came to Zhongran, I kept telling myself. I actually came here to repay a person's kindness. I even thought that maybe I
I fell in love with that girl, but when that woman fell into my arms, I didn’t feel a surge of joy in my heart.
"The call of the wild?" Ivan filled a tray, put it away and raised his eyebrows. Seeing Zhang Ben's surprised expression, Ivan smiled again: "I was young once too. The passionate memories are always beautiful.
And it’s leaking *a little bit of excitement.”
Zhang Bi nodded and admitted: "Yes, you are right. I am here just to become stronger. In fact, I have always been unwilling to live in that damn peaceful life. I have always wanted to find some excuse to break the peace.
That’s why I came here.”
"Opportunities are fleeting. If you miss it, you have missed it." Ivan sighed and said, then suddenly patted Zhang Bi on the shoulder and said in a friend-like tone: "However, Zhang, I don't suggest you
Go on this crazy road. Countless people on this planet have thought this way, but no one has succeeded. When you go back, go find the woman who fell in your arms and ask her to have a child.
, that’s better.”
Zhang Ben smiled: "That is a very crazy woman."
Ivan pursed his lips, nodded, and said in appreciation: "At least if a woman like that loves you, she will love you until the end of the world. That is absolutely certain."
"You also have a woman whom you love to the extreme disgrace in the world?" Zhang Bi asked with a smile.
"Otherwise, how could I have my lovely Katyusha?" Ivan shook the photo. There was a little girl on it, grinning happily at the camera while holding a bouquet of flowers.
"I hope she grows up healthily.
"Zhang Bi said sincerely.
Ivan nodded: "Perhaps when I return to Moscow next time, she will hardly recognize me as her father. Every time I go home with so many scars."
Zhang Ben laughed, and after loading the trays of coins, the two of them stood up. Helen pulled several times in succession, but nothing hit her.
Two super strong men were occupying the slot machine here, and no one dared to come and cause trouble. For a while, the place turned out to be quite deserted.
"When I go back, I will go to Moscow, but it is winter now, and people will freeze into popsicles at minus 20 or 30 degrees Celsius." Zhang Ben said with a smile. "No matter how cold it is, it is still home." Ivan said with emotion.
"Didn't you say you were born in Siberia?" Zhang Bi asked...
"That's just hometown. A place with family is home, isn't it?"
Ivan said with a smile.
"When you quit, you can actually become a philosopher." Zhang Bi suggested.
"Battlefield philosophy, killing philosophy? I will be hunted by Christians." Ivan licked his lips, and then said to Zhang Bi: "I will definitely take Katyusha to China to find you, so that I don't die in your hands.
It’s something to be thankful for.”
"Should we be happy about this?"
"As long as you are alive, you should be grateful that your good luck has not run out yet." Ivan laughed.
The two chatted happily, which surprised many people. Unfortunately, there were too few people who understood Russian. The two talked a lot. No one knew what they were talking about. They were just meeting each other.
The killing machine actually said something that was close to arm-in-arms, which made people who didn't know it feel horrified.
At this time, on the big screen, satellite TV was broadcasting a news, and the news anchor of the American national TV station was saying seriously in American English: "In the southeastern region of Afghanistan, the U.S. advance team was attacked by an unidentified Afghan militant group.
, in this attack, at least two US soldiers were killed, and now this is the picture sent back from the front line,"
On the screen, two military Humvees were burning, all gray and black, and there were wreckage everywhere on the ground. Most importantly, it didn't look as simple as just two dead American soldiers.
"Damn Yankees. The Soviets had no place to hold on. They fell in immediately. They were so stupid." Ivan curled his lips and said, and then looked at the few messages on the screen. Ivan said blankly: "This
It seemed to be the result of a rocket-propelled grenade launcher exploding after being fired from the front."
"Fetus?" Zhang Bi asked.
Ivan nodded, "It's not that simple. Although there are only two military Humvees on the screen. But in the corner of the screen, I saw an armored personnel carrier."
"What's wrong?" Zhang Ben asked strangely.
"It should also have been attacked." Ivan said firmly.
"What do you want to say?" Zhang Bi asked.
"This is not the result of old-fashioned weapons. 7 has been around for more than 40 years. The misfire rates obtained in Afghanistan are very high. These are the results of more advanced weapons. And this is a US military squad with insufficient combat effectiveness.
Not too bad, there are at least 20 troops in the two squads. They are not easy to be attacked and some people are killed. These Afghans are not as smart and bold as imagined, they prefer to rely on familiar terrain to win."
Ivan is very familiar with this.
Zhang Ben wondered, what does this have to do with him?
Ivan shrugged: "But it doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with me, anyway, the people who died are Americans."
Time goes back to fourteen hours ago.
Southeast of the town of Shahr Munzhan in eastern Afghanistan, close to the border with Pakistan, a group of militants wrapped in dark clothes ambushed on a small mountain road.
This is the only way for the US military to occupy Shahr Mongolia. There is a stronghold there, and it seems to be intended to be expanded into a small supply depot.
Helicopters and reconnaissance planes have already scanned the area this day, indicating that this is a safe area.
But who knows that someone would run sixty kilometers to this damn place and carry an unmarked rocket-propelled grenade launcher.
"These Americans are shouting at us."
Zhang Yaozu smiled, his eyes shining brightly. The weather was very cold, with dark clouds floating in the sky, as if it was going to snow. On such a cold day, I am afraid that even the people at the US military headquarters would not think that these poor Afghans would come to trouble them.
.
The daring Yankee was targeted by a shameless bastard.
Waiting for the American advance team of these two squads was a pile of rockets.
After the young man Timur was slapped twice by Zhang Yao's ancestral house, he was still trembling while carrying this piece of junk.
Of course, things always get crazy, especially after these poor guys disabled a U.S. armored personnel carrier.
"Sheep" are led by a vicious dog, even if they are faced with a pack of wolves, they will still bow when they are hungry.