Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.151 Little Devil 1
The Sakata Regiment of the Japanese Self-Defense Forces, formerly the Special Operations Regiment of the 18th Division of Japan, was disbanded after World War II. Later, it received a small degree of acquiescence under the Japan-US security treaty. Obviously, the Americans
In the Western Pacific, you need a dog that is obedient and can bite at any time.
Harry River, outside Chahcharan City, the Bantian Regiment responsible for logistics and transportation slowly moved towards the northern plains. At this time, there were nearly 20,000 NATO soldiers on the northern front line, including more than 12,000 US troops.
name.
"Captain Miyashita."
"What's wrong, Yamazaki-san?"
"Senior, do we really want to fight terrorists?"
"No, we are not combat members."
Shoichiro Miyashita smiled and comforted his junior fellow student, Yusuke Yamazaki, who is also the captain of the first squadron of Miyashita Squadron. They are both from Kansai.
And they all graduated from the Army Academy.
Since the Meiji Restoration, Japan's navy and army have never been able to deal with it. After its defeat, its armaments were even more depleted and it could be emasculated by the Americans. It can be said that the most bloodless Japan in history is the Japan after World War II.
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"I really want to eat pickled herring and grilled saury."
“Hokkaido hot springs and milk!”
The two of them smiled and talked in the car, thinking about the beautiful domestic life.
In Mount Paropamisus, also known as the White Mountain area, a team of ninety people was divided into ten batches and headed towards Lake Namaksar.
They were widely spaced apart, and they basically moved forward at night.
However, on the north bank of the Harry River, the mercenaries still lamented the advanced technology of the Americans. It was not that they were not discovered. On the contrary, six of the teams were discovered and were pursued by helicopters. Fortunately, the US military did not attack the small teams.
Only then did they successfully cross a valley high southeast of Herat with the intention of using all their strength to pursue them.
"Brother Marco! The Americans are gone!"
Looking at a Longbow Apache in the distance, Mark's mouth twitched. This kind of armed helicopter was unsolvable for them. Apart from hiding, it was absolutely impossible to fight back in this kind of terrain.
"Damn it! Where is the person? Report in an hour!"
"I know, Brother Ma!"
Liu Feihu waved his hand, signaling his team to follow him quickly.
Parallel with Mark in the front is a short guide. This man is a know-it-all about Afghanistan and a multi-faceted spy. He works for Shi Guangren. The code name of the internal special operations department is "Persian Corridor 101". Everyone usually calls him Shanzi.
He is from Gansu. He doesn't like to laugh, but he must speak with emphasis. He is a very good person.
"Boss Ma, Virgo said, we have to pass by Herat, because that's where the Americans take their caution."
In three hundred kilometers, they have traveled seven hundred kilometers, and probably far more.
There are almost no decent roads in Afghanistan, and there are landmines everywhere, as well as some bombs from the former Soviet Union. You can even see heavy aerial bombs on Mount Paropamisus.
It's a wreckage, no explosion.
"Shi Guangren is a bitch, and his hands and feet are very fast. It seems that this guy must have benefited from something, otherwise he wouldn't be so arrogant."
Mark explored Shanzi's words intentionally or unintentionally.
However, Shanzi seemed not to have heard anything. He said what should be said and what should not be said, without even a single key point.
Mark was very depressed for a while, and he cursed in his mind: Damn, it’s another dumb gourd!
On the Uzair Mountains, the headquarters of the Uruzgan base area, Zhang Yaozu claimed to be the behind-the-scenes commander of the Uruzgan Afghan National Liberation Front. Shi Guangren was currently looking at the map with a dark face. The surrounding areas had begun to be built.
There are many confusing signal amplifiers in the communication base stations in the more than 20 surrounding valleys, and American planes have been deployed to bomb them nearly forty times.
Being able to see the hornet appearing here, Shi Guangren judged that the American Fifth Fleet should be on the northern coast of the Indian Ocean.
It is still unclear what kind of mentality Pakistan and Iran have.
But at least now, the Americans are definitely going to increase their troops.
Shi Guangren can be sure.
"You mean, my son mastered some bullshit formula, and then you guys became like monsters?"
Zhang Yaozu chewed his camel cigarette and looked at Shi Guangren with wide eyes.
The leader of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry nodded and said seriously: "You don't believe it?"
Zhang Yaozu shook his head: "It's not that I don't believe it, I just find it incredible. My son... forget it, that's it, I'm sorry for him."
This middle-aged man does not have the kind of decadence that comes when people reach middle age and everything is over. Instead, he has a kind of thickness and vigor, and what is reflected in his eyes is a kind of fanaticism comparable to that of a passionate youth.
The fanatical believer is Zhang Yaozu.
"Hey...you actually have to admit your mistake one day!"
Shi Guangren looked at him mockingly.
Zhang Yaozu lowered his eyes and suddenly took out a large-caliber pistol. This was a captured Desert Eagle. It was originally a collection of a US military lieutenant and could not be used as a combat weapon. However, for Zhang Yaozu, this
The gun is powerful enough, looks handsome, and is a good thing to show off.
"Would you like to fart again?"
Zhang Yaozu stared at Shi Guangren and said coldly.
The eyes looking at him were as cold as looking at a dead dog or a corpse.
Shi Guangren ignored him. After heating the can, he held a piece of shiitake mushroom between his chopsticks, squinted his eyes, and said with some seriousness: "That son of yours should never be underestimated. He is a person far above you and me."
"What do you think? You can serve as an instructor for me at the age of twelve. Do you think you are some strawberry kid with a honey pot head?"
Zhang Yaozu blew out a smoke ring, looked up at the sky, and said, "This kid looks like me."
Shi Guangren didn't speak any more. He ate the canned food and thought: Things in the world are impermanent.
It is true that things are unpredictable.
In Jiangxindao Laboratory, Mr. Sun once again announced that the analysis had failed, and angrily cursed secretly: "I really want to catch that kid and beat him up!"
To be able to make Mr. Sun, who has always been calm, so angry, shows that Zhang Bi's indifference is still really hateful. Only a powerful person with a magical weapon can be happy and not afraid of the prying eyes of countless people around him.
Can you bear with me?
In a hotel in Shazhou City, Huang Silang came over for the first time. Everyone was eating a buffet there. Huang Silang and Zhang Bi stood side by side. While holding dishes, he asked: "Alvaev's funds are in place."
Very quickly, this old man seems to have some plans for you."
"Georgia is a small country, and he has no potential there. The most important thing is...here, at least he will not be killed suddenly."
Zhang Bi held the clip in his hand, turned to look at Huang Silang, and revealed a secret.
Huang Silang smiled: "You said it thoroughly."
"Why didn't that damn fat guy think about everything when he first came to Ivan? But in my case, he just didn't get half the bargain. The relationship between me and him has long been clear."
Zhang Bi said calmly.
Huang Silang sighed and said: "Are you pretending to be stupid? Don't you know what this damn fat man is thinking? You just say it's refreshing. He has very big plans."
Both of them shook their heads and smiled. Lao Sun over there had already arranged his position, and Guan Shan's expression on the other side had regained much of his vitality. He stood up and pulled out a chair for Zhang Bi.
It seems respectful.
"Brother Guan, there is no need to be so reserved."
Zhang Bi looked at Guan Shan and said seriously.
"I feel ashamed, grateful, and unforgettable."
Guan Shan looked at Zhang Bi with a face of shame and gratitude. Old Sun next to him praised him: "You are the descendant of the majestic Da Guan Dao, and you are quite a sentimental person. Not bad."
"Ashamed."
Guan Shan lowered his head and clasped his fists, looking away in shame.
Lao Sun poured him a cup of Biluochun, then poured another cup for himself, saying: "Although Guan Youxin is a careless boy, you are different from me, you are very insistent, and the Guan family is
There is a successor."
"Mr. Sun and my father have a history?" Guan Shan asked in a low voice.
Huang Silang was also surprised at the side. He still didn't understand how this old grandson could be so familiar with those people in the world and talk about it.
It’s just that the rivers and lakes are rivers and lakes, and the underworld is the underworld. The rivers and lakes can be the underworld, but the underworld is not the rivers and lakes.
Lao Sun's majestic style is definitely not comparable to those of those gold-medal thugs, Master Bai Fan.
"All Guan Youxin lost while trading money in Shandong was a pair of shorts. I happened to be passing by and gave him a traveling fee and asked him to go home."
Lao Sun put down his teacup and added, "By the way, I've never seen this face again since."
"Ah! It turns out that Mr. Sun is the senior my father mentioned!"
Guan Shan stood up, bowed respectfully, and said: "I can't kowtow, I hope seniors will understand."
Lao Sun waved his hand nonchalantly: "Don't pay attention to such trivial things. Just follow the example of the Zhang family's tigers, cup your hands, and nod. That's it."
Zhang Bi is naturally cool and elegant. This kind of character makes people feel extremely reliable, calm and powerful. When he reaches a certain age, he will have a measure of momentum that makes people feel naturally.
But now, it is still time to forge ahead with determination, so what I show in my body, besides being fierce and powerful, is that I am decisive in killing!
Several people were peeling spicy crayfish, and Huang Silang ate more than twenty in a row. He sucked his fingers and said with a smile: "It's really good to eat some of these little things. Compared with Zhonghai's pastime, this place makes people feel comfortable.
The pressure is much less.”
Zhang Ben was extremely surprised when he saw Huang Silang's high-spirited posture, and thought to himself: I haven't seen him for a while, but this guy has become very impressive.
But he didn't know that Huang Silang was rated four times by many old men in Beijing and Zhonghai.
Those four words are - great talent and great strategy!
Zhang Bi couldn't understand why Huang Silang deserved these four words, but Lao Sun took it for granted. This also makes people have to admire the old man's original vision and viciousness.
People like Huang Dalang were dismissed by him, which shows that his judgment is indeed incredibly unique.
"I heard that you are working for the imperial court recently?"
Huang Silang held a crayfish, looked up at Zhang Bi, and asked.
Zhang Bi nodded and said: "I will try my best. The most important thing is that I am outside. There are many reasons why I have to do this."
"But I've heard that you dare to let the imperial court go, and you still have a trick up your sleeve. You are really brave for a skilled man." Huang Silang said in admiration while shaking his head.
Zhang Bi said calmly: "In fact, I don't have to worry at all if I do this. They won't do anything to me. I have a very clear understanding of my destructive power. When Boss Congshang finds it difficult to maintain himself, I will know
, they didn’t dare to push me too far, so it was a very equal cooperation.”
Old Sun was slightly stunned, nodded and sighed: "You are not yet twenty years old, but you already have the understanding of simple games. Your future achievements are really exciting."
"Accepted."
Zhang Bi also peeled a shrimp, and then said: "But... I really can't say whether it's good or bad, right or wrong for a while. Some people want to kill me to gain power, some people want to help me save my life, sometimes,
I am really in a whirlpool without knowing it, or in other words, I know it, but I just don’t take it seriously.”
Huang Silang was frightened by Zhang Bi's words. From what he meant, did he make it clear that he didn't take the world's heroes seriously?
Guan Shan also sighed in his heart: So crazy!
However, when Old Sun said that Zhang Bi was under twenty years old, Guan Shan almost screamed out in surprise. He naturally knew that Zhang Bi was extremely young, but no one expected that he was so young.
"Boss Shang is a man with a very deep city and a very quiet person. I think after all these years, you are the only person that he can't attack."
Lao Sun drank tea, sat upright, and said.
Zhang Ben shook his head and said: "I have always only regarded Boss Shang as a partner. He only comes and goes to pay off debts and debts. He can't do anything to me. If he wants to take advantage of me, he is not qualified."
Lao Sun frowned slightly: "You are too arrogant."
Zhang Ben said sternly: "No! It's not that I'm arrogant, but I've made up my mind not to wade into the muddy water and jump out. Naturally, they can't do anything to me. Since it's a transaction, it must be fair and equal. Now I hold top secrets and stand outside.
Those people who are here don’t dare to let me get hurt in the slightest, do you believe it?”
There is a saying in ancient times: Use the emperor to control the princes.
What is the Son of Heaven?
A national treasure.
The things Zhang Ben handles are national weapons, important treasures, and the current emperor.
On the battlefield in Afghanistan, everyone knows what is going on.
In Afghanistan, which has no resources at all, why did the two empires of the Soviet Union and the United States fall into the quagmire of war?
Location.
Lao Sun was also stunned. He didn't speak for a long time, but he was completely shocked in his heart: That's right, that's right, others are still using the magic power, but he has been walking the path of proving the Tao with force, making it impossible for people to start, as long as the power is
If it succeeds, nothing can stop it.
With this in his mind, Lao Sun took out a letter from his body and handed it to Zhang Bi.
"What's this?"
Zhang Ben asked strangely.
Huang Silang and Guan Shan also had puzzled faces.
Lao Sun said: "The thing San Xuantang handed over to me yesterday was said to be a letter."
"Are you still old with San Xuantang?"
Zhang Ben looked at Lao Sun strangely.
Lao Sun said calmly: "I traveled in the southwest in my early years, so we have some friendship."
Yongyi Hall and Sanxuan Hall, nine out of ten brave warriors in Southwest China died, and there are really too few who survived.
In the end, only Pojun was left in Sanxuantang's Seven-Star Flag. Mark really worked hard to achieve such a great situation in Southeast Asia.
The taste of it cannot be explained to outsiders.
He opened the letter, flicked it, glanced at it, and realized that this was the letter Mark had left for him.
After reading it, Zhang Bencai thought to himself: He actually went to Afghanistan? My father actually did such a thing in Afghanistan? Hiss... Shi Guangren went to Afghanistan. So, Afghanistan is going to change?
His guess was not bad, and he would not get much. Shi Guangren's trip to Afghanistan was kept secret in the country. However, because it was a sudden military operation, it only lasted for half a year. The General Staff hoped to conceal it for more than four months.
What I didn't expect was that the U.S. Department of Defense would also face such embarrassment.
No one would want to tell the whole world at this time: Hey, there are future warriors in my family...
This is a deterrent, but it is also a powerful tool to attract hatred.
That's why the observers from the five countries were quickly controlled.
Americans can let them know that they have such power, but they are absolutely not allowed to let them know that others have such power.
Simply put, this is a secret that can be known to everyone but cannot be said.
"We protest! We firmly protest -"
Snap!
A slap flashed by, and the German observer was slapped in the face, stunned: "Protest? What are you protesting for? Sir, stay here for six months, otherwise you can't go anywhere, we have to protect you
safety!”
Observers from the five countries all have lingering fears. Six months?
Who knows what these mysterious soldiers will look like in six months!
They don't care what the Americans have done. They only know that an unknown force seems to make people tremble.
A ghost beyond time is floating in their sky!
At the same time, on the north bank of the Harry River, the Sakata United team took a rest for a while in the middle area, namely Mount Paropamisus, as usual. After all, it was a sweltering summer and they were completely unbearable.
However, a Sanxantang team on the mountain saw the existence of Sakata United Team.
The Japanese sun flag is very dazzling.
"Japanese!"
The distance between the two teams is very close, but the people from Sanxuantang are obviously very good at mountain warfare. They have gained their reputation from mountain warfare.
"Brother Ma, Cheng Biao, Cheng Cai and their two sentry troops discovered a Japanese logistics transport team."
Liu Feihu reported to Mark breathlessly.
"How many people."
Mark looked ahead, picked up the telescope, and asked.
"There are more than a hundred people, but there are a lot of cars."
Liu Feihu licked his lips and whispered: "Brother Ma, how about we kill the little devil and burn all the car and supplies."
Mark rolled his eyes, and Shanzi stood there without saying a word or urging him.
Mark nodded: "Our Sanxuantang has done this transaction."