Feilun had a headache about how to get Heqi to escape from the military camp "reasonably", but he also knew that he couldn't rush this matter, so he simply left the mountainous area, changed into the black, thin and yellow image of the average Aguo people, and sneaked into Mazari
Within the city.
After staying in the city for more than two hours, plus the time spent tracking the helicopter formation, the sky was already bright, and Feren had basically figured out the location of the US military station. At this time, relying on the distance between the slave and the master,
With a vague sense of distance, Grant arrived at the outskirts of Mazari carrying three boxes.
Naturally, the two quickly connected through telepathy, and then gathered at the largest and most famous restaurant in the area, ordered some food, and discussed together.
"Boss, I think it's not difficult for He Qi to escape from the US military camp, as long as you go on a killing spree!" After listening to Fearon explain the difficult problem, Grant had a different opinion.
"Why go on such a killing spree?"
"It's very simple. You just need to kill all the American soldiers in the entire military camp. Then we will be able to get out of trouble. Moreover, those al-Qaeda elements are not stupid. They must know how to prove their innocence in front of a lamp..."
When Feilun heard this, he suddenly understood. He patted his forehead and said, "Yeah, what the hell do I mean? I'm worried about whether the monk can recite sutras. It's really stupid!"
At this time, a few plates of rare vegetables were brought to the table by the waiter. Feilun, who was in a good mood, waved his hand and said: "Eat!"
However, just as the two of them were stuffing their stomachs with food, there were faint sounds of continuous explosions on the outskirts of Mazari, and the direction happened to be on the extension line of the US military camp.
Fearon listened carefully and immediately concluded that the explosion was the same model as the air strike missile used by the US military to intercept the supply convoy. He immediately remembered that at this time in his previous life, the US military seemed to have begun a second round of air strikes against the Taliban.
Bar?
In fact, in this life, the US military attacked the Taliban earlier, faster and more fiercely than in the previous life. The second round of strikes had already begun on the National Day in Faerun. But now it is mid-October, and the second round of strikes has already begun.
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It is precisely because the second round of strikes was so fierce that the US military camp on the outskirts of Mazari was able to reach its current size, with two special advance (reinforcement) companies and nearly ten ability users.
It is worth mentioning that the original US military garrison in Mazari was only a few dozen people, and it was a military observation (guidance) group, but that happened many years ago when the Soviet Union had just disintegrated. After all, the Soviet Union was trying to open up the
The passage to the Indian Ocean and the Persian Gulf requires that Albania be caught and severely beaten, and the country’s leaders are not stupid. At that time, they moved closer to the US leader. They couldn’t offend both the two super groups of the “Cold War”!
However, with the disintegration of the Soviet Union, the pressure from the north no longer existed. The people in power in Afghanistan gradually stopped dealing with the Yankees. At that time, the United States no longer had the Soviet Union as a major enemy, and its strategic goals gradually moved westward to the Persian Gulf, and it did not bother to pay attention to it.
Leader of Algeria
He immediately withdrew the regular troops from the U.S. military camp and then replaced them by sending some mercenaries to live in the barracks. What do you mean? Just put a nail here and say give up. I still have people here who say not to give up. This is useless.
Well. The regular military has returned home!
Now, as soon as the Jiuyaoyao Incident broke out, Washington planned to attack the Taliban, and this nail came in handy. After the second round of attacks, two advance companies were dispatched, which seemed very
Difficult, but in fact, it is as stable as Mount Tai. After all, in the world's major media, Washington has not declared war on Afghanistan, but only used strikes to coerce the Taliban to abandon al-Qaeda and abandon Ben. Ledeng...
As for the remarks that US military spokespersons often make in the media, such as "We will not consider sending ground troops before air strikes of sufficient intensity are achieved." If you believe it, you will lose. After all, although the United States does not have "Sun Tzu"
"The Art of War", but the decision-makers of the US military are not idiots. Of course they understand the principle of using reality to make reality and using reality to make false claims.
However, after judging that the US military was attacking, Fearon patted the three boxes brought by Grant and curled his lips and said: "I also said that I should deposit all the gold bars in the bank, but now it seems unrealistic!"
Upon hearing this, Grant said: "Boss, how about we exchange all the gold bars into U.S. dollars on the black market in the city?"
"Okay, you can take care of this!" With that said, Phelan opened the box containing the U.S. dollars and stuffed wads of Franklins into his pocket, which stunned the diners at the nearby table and Grant.
Grant was dumbfounded because Phelan moved too quickly. In a short while, he stuffed more than twenty wads of dollars into his pocket, but the pocket didn't bulge at all. Could this... be magic?
On the contrary, in this restaurant, which is said to be the largest in Mazari, even eating a plate of green vegetables is considered a luxury. Therefore, when the diners at the nearby table saw Feren transferring so many US dollars, their eyes were all shining green. But wait.
When the diners came to their senses, Feren had stuffed almost all the U.S. bills in the box into his pockets...
Finally, at the table closest to Fearon and Grant, there were several arrogant men with arrogant faces who couldn't help but get up and gather around them. One of them even copied the local slang and said with a sinister smile: "Hey boy, the rules here are...
Money comes to those who see it..."
"Da da da..."
Before he could finish his words, Feren had suddenly pulled out the Glock Ya8 from his waist, and sprayed a stream of sparks at the guy. Biaohan, who was taking the lead in speaking, suddenly started shaking all over, as if he was having an epileptic fit.
As if, when the gunfire stopped, he would
His bones were ripped out and he fell to the ground. Feilun didn't even look at this guy. He just looked at the other diners who were looking at him and said lightly: "Does anyone else want to share the money?" While speaking, his other hand was still there.
He stopped and stuffed the last few wads of dollar bills into his pocket.
At this time, another guy who was not afraid of death finally jumped out. He was holding a somewhat old AK and gestured to Feilun: "Hey boy, put down the gun, and then hand over all the money you just put in your pocket, otherwise
I will definitely beat you into a sieve!"
Feilun couldn't help shaking his head and laughing when he heard this. He put the Glock on the dining table, stood up, raised his arms, and said with a smile: "Is there something wrong with your eyes? Look at my pockets, it doesn't look like I have a box full of them.
What does a dollar bill look like?”
The guy holding the ak took a closer look, and sure enough, the pockets on Feilun's body were deflated. Not to mention a box of money, even a wad of money might not be filled with it. While this guy was wondering, he suddenly felt a pain in his forehead.
, he vaguely heard a "bang", and he fell completely into endless darkness...
All the diners looked at Feilun in horror, paying special attention to the golden sand eagle that appeared in his hand at an unknown time and the muzzle was smoking.
, suddenly speechless and choked.
"Who else?" Fearon yelled at the people around him with great disdain. Seeing that the diners were all silent, he could only say to Grant in a bored tone: "Take the remaining two boxes and let's go!"
As soon as these words came out, the diners who were interested in the money noticed that there were two boxes that were exactly the same as the dollar box at Grant's feet. However, when Phelan killed two people in a row, some of the diners
Even if people have that intention, they would not dare to act rashly.
After leaving the restaurant, Fearon and Grant quickly got into a pickup truck across the street. When the truck started to drive away, a diner following them shouted: "Hey~~Hey~~my car!"
Fearon had his own considerations about exposing his wealth in a restaurant. Judging from the fact that he killed two people in a row and the police and restaurant clerks did not show up, it seems that the security situation in Mazari is now on the verge of collapse, and has even collapsed.
In other words, in such a disorderly city, force is the only thing that can guarantee one's own safety.
After wandering around the garden several times, Feilun finally parked the car in front of a supplies store that was still open. He went in and bought two wear-resistant camouflage backpacks for climbing. He returned to the car and put the suitcases away.
The compressed biscuits and gold bars in the bag were all poured into the bag, and he said: "No. 2, as you said, go and change this bag of gold into US dollars!"
"No problem, just leave it to me!" Grant assured, patting his chest.
"After you're done, go and ambush near the U.S. military camp. Don't show up until I give you a signal!" After giving these instructions, Fearon blasted Grant out of the car.
In fact, for Phelan and Grant, it made little difference whether they had a car or not, so after Grant got off the car, he quickly ducked into the side alley and disappeared without a trace. Of course, if Phelan sensed carefully, Grant would
His position was still clear, but it was difficult for others to spot him.
When Grant was looking for the black market, Fearon had already changed his clothes and appearance, changed his car, and drove to the outskirts near the U.S. military camp.
For him, the difficulty of massacring the entire military camp soldiers now lies in those individual ability users. After all, abilities of ability users are ever-changing. If someone has some unexpected ability to escape the attack and then escape, then Faerun alone will face
Facing the huge military camp, whether to pursue or not to pursue, that is the question!
In view of this, Feilun planned to wait until dark before sneaking into the military camp and quietly assassinating the ability users in the camp. This would make things easier! After making up his mind, he casually abandoned the newly acquired car on the roadside, carrying the bag
The compressed biscuits crept into the nearby col.
It's not that Feren didn't want to put the compressed biscuits into the Hidden Ring, but the Hidden Ring only had so little space. After loading other miscellaneous things, plus the box of U.S. dollars, there was no room to put the compressed biscuits.
After turning into the mountain col, Feilun found a place downwind, cooled down the heat on his body, and then used [telepathy] to contact Ant No. 1.
Phew... Fortunately, the news returned by Ant No. 1 was not too bad. He Qi was not dead yet, and he was not even tortured by the US military to extract a confession. However, what was even more disgusting than the torture was that he was tortured by several US military personnel.
This nigga fucked his anus all night long, and now he's exhausted from being fucked...