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Chapter 1976 Arrived in Peshawar

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    "Coughcough cough"

    Abu's face was flushed, and it took him a long time to stop coughing and recover his breath.

    Yang Luo moved his body, sat next to Abu, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile, "How is it?"

    Abu wiped the snot and tears from his face with his sleeve, shook his head slightly, and looked at the cigarette in his hand hesitantly.  He wanted to try again, but the suffocating feeling of coughing was really unforgettable for him.

    Yang Luo said: "The first time you smoke, don't take a big puff, take your time."

    Abu nodded and inhaled lightly, the smoke poured into his lungs along the trachea, the burning feeling made his brain dizzy for a while, but he quickly got used to it.  When he finished smoking a cigarette, he spread his limbs like Yang Luo, half leaned on the box board of the carriage, squinting his eyes and looking very enjoying it.

    "Papa Aguli said that smoking is fine for a soldier, but if he smokes on the battlefield, he will become a target for the enemy, so I have never touched cigarettes."

    Yang Luo nodded and said, "Why are you smoking this time?"

    Abu suddenly became a little shy and timid, "I like a girl. He once told me that she likes the way men smoke. It's very cool. I wanted to try it before, but I never tried it." After speaking, he tilted his head and looked at Yang.  Luo, "Could you give me another one?"

    Yang Luo took out the cigarette and handed it to Abu: "I'll give it to you, but Papa Aguli is right, don't smoke on the battlefield."

    Abu nodded solemnly, and carefully put the cigarette in his pocket: "I will remember it."

    At this time, in the private house where Zawahiri was hiding, Adair quickly walked into the basement, looked at Zawahiri who was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigar, and said: "It's all arranged, Taliban  Promise to cooperate."

    Zawahiri played with the cigar in his hand and said: "We have been planning for a long time, but we have never had a chance. Now that we have bought Hesumuai Mountain to attract the attention of the Pakistani government forces and police, we have a great chance of success."

    Adair said: "Or I'll go there myself!"

    Zawahiri shook his head: "No, you can't come forward, it's too dangerous there."

    The city of Peshawar is located in the inner 6 regions of Pakistan. It is located at the midpoint of Islamabad, the capital of Pakistan, and Kabul, the capital of Afghanistan. The location is dangerous. Since the Yankees started the war in Afghanistan, Peshawar has become a gathering place for various factions and forces.  Many Afghans have transported tons of drugs to Peshawar through secret channels before they trade with drug dealers from all over the world.

    And spy agencies from all over the world also choose this place as a distribution center for all kinds of intelligence, plus many terrorist groups and gangs around the world have offices here.  In Peshawar, there are gun shops almost everywhere, and having a good gun is even a status symbol. Even those teenage children have guns in their hands, so Peshawar has become a world-famous city.  The capital of all evil and a paradise for adventurers.

    In the early morning three days later, under the support of Al-Qaeda, Yang Luo and Maihesumu Aishan crossed the border, then boarded the two trucks that received them, and entered the border smoothly at dawn.  Peshawar, then drove into a warehouse.

    Maihesumu Aishan got out of the car and shook hands with an al-Qaeda member who responded to him: "Thanks for your hard work, Latif."

    Latif has a beard all over his face, so he can't tell how old he is, but although his hands are rough, he will definitely not be over forty years old.

    "Maihe Sumu Aishan, we are brothers, don't be so polite." After speaking, he pointed to a corner of the warehouse, where something was covered with a rainproof cloth, "the weapons are all there." Then he turned and walked towards a small iron box in the warehouse.  door, "Come with me!"

    Everyone followed Latif through the iron gate, and then entered a small three-story building. The stairs were covered with dust, the guardrails were also full of rust, and all kinds of rubbish could be seen everywhere. Obviously, no one lived here for a long time.  up.

    A group of people came to the third floor. There are quite a few rooms here, some of which don't even have doors, but the rooms have obviously been cleaned and are relatively clean.  The floor was covered with thick cardboard, and on top of it was a pile of blankets.

    Latif said: "You guys just rest here, and I will send food over every day. Let me know in advance when you will take action, and I will be ready to meet you."

    Yang Luo secretly sighed, the al Qaeda organization is really powerful.  You must know that Pakistan has set up thousands of checkpoints on the Pakistan-Afghanistan border and deployed 100,000 troops, and Afghanistan has also deployed a large number of government troops in the Afghanistan-Pakistan border area.  Under such circumstances, he was able to find a loophole in the defense and take people over, which has to be admired.

    Maihe Sumu Aishan nodded, looked at the back of Latif who left and said: ?Look, there are only two chairs.

    Yang Jianli said: "I'll borrow a chair!"

    "No need!" Yang Luo waved his hand, "He just stands!"

    Yang Jianli was taken aback, nodded and sat down.  This made Abu Dureyimu very dissatisfied, and the eyes that looked at Yang Luo could burst into flames.  If eyes can kill, Yang Luo is probably turned into ashes by now.

    Yang Jianli didn't seem to feel that the atmosphere was wrong, and poured a cup of tea for Yang Luo himself. Yang Luo took a sip from the tea cup and said, "Good tea, sweet in the mouth, and fragrant on the lips and teeth."

    Yang Jianli laughed loudly: "This is the top-quality Longjing tea I brought over from China, and it's not so easy to buy even in China."

    Yang Luo looked at the store and said, "Peshawar is not such a peaceful place. Are you not afraid that you are doing business here?"

    While fiddling with the tea set, Yang Jianli said, "The Pakistani people are very friendly to us Chinese. If anyone who is not open-minded comes to me to make trouble, the government army and the police don't need to come forward. The people will come to help me with guns."  .¡±

    Yang Luo nodded, picked up the tea cup with his right hand, and made a quick gesture with his left hand holding the bottom of the cup.  Yang Jianli suddenly saw the finger that Yang Luo gave him, his eyes glared, and the light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly returned to normal.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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