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    The "polka (buq)" burqa covers the whole body from head to toe like a tent, which is a traditional Islamic costume. Except for a two-finger-wide dense mesh on the huge mask, people can feel that there are a pair of eyes behind it.  Qingwai couldn't see anything, and stood there like a ghost in this suit of clothes.

    "You want us to wear this thing and walk to Nasiriyah?" The butcher looked at the costumes I showed everyone and laughed: "Haha! No way! Imagine a big bear wearing this thing

    Ha ha!  looks like a small yurt.  Have you seen it grow up to 2 meters 2 in the Middle East?

    A tall woman?  "

    I looked at the big men around me, and none of them were shorter than 77 centimeters, including beauties and kittens.  Imagine a group of tall women about two meters tall walking in front of you. No matter how stupid you are, you will know that there is something wrong.

    "No! Let's take a car! After Saddam came to power, walking for Hajj was banned, so the pilgrims we saw that day were on their way at night."

    "But under strict traffic control, how can we avoid the inspection of the sentry?"

    "We are mixed in with the crowds returning home after the Hajj! The flow of hundreds of thousands of pilgrims is our best cover." I reminded the butcher of the crowds of pilgrims he saw that night.  You can't see beyond the horizon at a glance.  There is no way for Iraq to check each one one by one, not to mention that the definition of covering one's shameful body in Islamic teachings is extremely sacred. Men are not allowed to check women unless necessary, and the status of people who have performed Hajj among Muslims is even more important.  He is very selfish, and most people would not have the guts to lift the mask of "Haji".  What's more, all the Muslims going to Hajj around are traditional thinkers who attach great importance to this kind of ethics, and they will not allow this to happen.

    "It seems you are cruel! You have come up with such a trick. If your identity is exposed on the way Haha! It's like a bug that fell into a toad pond!" The devil walked up to me with a cigarette in his mouth and touched me away.  The lighter in his pocket said at the same time: "If you eat me alive, you are thinking of the best!"

    "So. I say this is not suitable for so many of us!"

    "Maybe!" The captain looked at the large "polka" in my hand and thought about something: "However, if it is arranged properly, it can be a good idea!"

    "When will the Hajj end?"

    "February 2 is Eid al-Adha in the Islamic calendar, and it is also the last day of Hajj! Then people will go back!" I counted the approximate time on my fingers: "If we can let the US military block the border for a while, the crowds will be hoarded  Together, imagine that in the huge flow of people, who would care about a truck full of women accompanied by relatives and friends?"

    "Where are we going to get that unfounded relative and friend?" The devil looked at the faces of the people around him, and none of them looked like Middle Easterners.

    "I remember there was a team in the US military all of them were Iraqis. It shouldn't matter if I borrow two." The captain thought of the "Iraqi" team, those people who had received

    The spies in training are all cunning people, and they are most suitable for this kind of situation.

    "This plan is worth a try!" The speed machine stood in the corner and expressed his opinion.

    "I think it's feasible too!" Butcher and Big Bear crossed their arms and looked at the suit of clothes, which was tighter than chemical protective clothing, and nodded in agreement.

    Others seemed to have faith in my idea, perhaps because they hadn't come up with a better idea yet.

    ¡°Then let¡¯s do it!¡± the captain said after looking around and seeing that no one raised any objections.  Although the knight kept shaking his head, the captain looked past him when he asked for advice: "We will wait until the flow of pilgrims returning home appears, and then we will blend in with the crowd and go to Nasiriyah."

    "Yesesir" Everyone was gearing up and turned around and left.  Only the knight still stood there looking at the captain, as if waiting for the captain to discuss something.  But the captain looked at the knight angrily and walked out without paying attention to him. The knight smiled coquettishly and chased after him.

    I stood in the vacant Nuo Da workshop, looking at the water ghosts and ttt00 lying quietly on the concrete floor, with mixed feelings in my heart.  Originally, I planned to go to Iraq this time, but I would never go back no matter what.  Originally, this plan was for me to go on the road alone. I would rather go and never come back than drag my brothers into it because of my own personal affairs.  But the deaths of the water ghosts and the others stimulated the captain's determination to fight. Although I don't want to admit it, so many brothers going out together undoubtedly gave me hope of success.  The premise that gave me this hope was the death of my own brother.

    There is a feeling of guilt that I took advantage of betraying my brother!  I feel so disgusted with myself!

    However, thinking of this, I looked up and glanced at the speed machine still standing in the far corner. This guy seemed to have already switched to my plan, so??He asked me to reveal my plan to sneak into Iraq, and he attracted so much support for me.  This bastard!

    "Brother! I thought you would sneak into Iraq by yourself, but I didn't expect you to have the patience to wait until mid-February. You are so patient and cruel!" The butcher put his arm around my shoulder and stuffed a small wine bottle into me.  In the hand: "By then, your son will not know what he will be like after being manipulated by others."

    "No! I have a hunch that these guys won't kill my son without catching him or in front of me!" I took a sip of pure distilled vodka from the butcher's pot, and it was hot.  The pain burned along the esophagus and into the stomach: "Maybe this child hasn't fallen into the hands of that damn pervert yet. Right?"

    genius!  "

    ¡°Probably not!¡± Genius responded to my question on the other end of the radio.  A human face appeared on the transparent display on my goggles: "I have been monitoring Cali's residence with satellites. There is no sign that anyone has entered there, and the damn ghost has not left that place."  residence."

    "Maybe you don't have to go through the front door!" Butchers always like to tear down people's stands.  Qing knew the consequences of doubting the genius' remarks but still couldn't help but want to criticize him.

    "This fortress is the property of the Republic Guard. The US military has their detailed structural map here. I know where the entrances and exits of the two tunnels are. I'm watching!" The genius really jumped there and pointed at the camera.  Cursed: "Who do you think I am? My IQ is taller than yours. Would you make such a stupid mistake?"

    "The Americans have complete information! Why don't I remember that they have attacked Nasiriyah?" The butcher couldn't help but give up after hearing what the genius said, but the cooked duck still refused to soften its mouth.

    "The CIA does not get paid for nothing. I met two Iraqi Special Security Organization (SSO) officers two days ago.

    ) senior member.  They sent a large amount of top-secret information about Saddam to the US military.

    ??Including Nasiriyah¡¯s city defense blueprint and military defense map.  "The genius suddenly laughed when he said this:" Saddam would be furious if he knew that Americans bought these things for only more than 500 US dollars.  "

    "Being kind to your soldiers is always the first rule for a soldier." As I spoke, I couldn't help but think of the captain with blood-red eyes just now: "He allowed his son to embezzle billions of dollars from the oil-for-food-for-food program.  But he refuses to give enough food stamps to support his family to his soldiers, and still expects them to be cannon fodder for him? Who does he think he is? Marilyn. Monroe? "

    "Damn it! What you said is so vicious!" The genius over there couldn't help laughing after hearing my words.

    "Genius!" The captain suddenly remembered something and switched to the call channel: "You also know about the water ghosts and the others. Someone will send their bodies back in a while. I want him to send the kitten and the beauty on this mission. You  ¡­¡±

    "Won't you discuss this matter with the werewolf?" The genius understood what the captain meant before he finished speaking.

    "What are we discussing? I still need to discuss this kind of thing with him?" The captain knew what the genius meant but did not make his words clear.

    "Oh! Then I understand!" The genius nodded, rubbed his face with his hands and looked over with blood-red eyes, not knowing who he wanted to see: "That! Captain. I heard that you

    "I gave the orderan order!"  "

    "What? Do you still have any objections? I didn't let you go!" The captain knew that nothing could be hidden from this psychic.

    "No! I just feel is this action too dangerous?

    ¡­What if something happens to you?  ¡­¡­what should I do?  "The genius' pitiful expression is like a Pekingese that is about to be abandoned by its owner.

    "Weren't all your enemies killed by the butcher? What are you afraid of? With your ability, you still can't make a living?" The captain looked a little baffled at the genius.

    "No!! I mean if you have any chance

    In this worldI have no relatives!  "The words of the genius pulled the hearts of all the wolf pack members online into a ball. Although it hurt, it was warm and refreshing!

    "Hey! That's right! But we still have a relative who fell into the hands of bad people. We have made a decision that is condemned by our conscience once, and we cannot make it a second time. Right?" The captain said this like a kind person.  The father lectured all the children who listened to his voice: "Do you all remember the rule of 37? (o

    oeleftbehifd!  ) Never abandon your comrades!  Even if there is no court martial waiting, there is God watching over us.  My decision has been made.  Even if we can't save him from danger, we must help him get out of the sea of ??suffering!  "

    "I understand! Boss!" The genius nodded helplessly: "Sorry, I can't help you in this regard!"

    "Hey! You did a great job!" the captain's voiceWith the citation: "I don't know how many of us would be alive today without you. You are the most

    Genius of genius!  "

    "Of course I am!" When the genius mentioned this topic, his face started to look serious.

    "Okay! Stop talking nonsense! Make good use of the eyes in the sky to help us monitor the movements in this area. out

    !  "The captain wisely cut off the call.

    Walking out of the closed workshop filled with corpses.  The moment my nose touched the clean air outside the star restricted area, it was as fresh as stepping into another space.  The refinery in front of us is the most inconspicuous of all the targets of this plan.  Looking at the few foggy dots in the khaki-yellow pipeline network crisscrossing the ground nearby, we saw that there were not many American and British soldiers temporarily transferred with us. There were less than two squads of twenty people guarding the small refinery.  Problem, but there is nothing we can do about the surrounding oil wells that are hundreds of kilometers away.  But it was in such an inconspicuous place that "heavy troops" were deployed.  For what?

    The speed machine and the assassin squatted at the gate to survey the ruts pressed by heavy vehicles. The two of them muttered and seemed to have gained something.  Tang Guanjie, who didn't want to be bombed and ran over with me, leaned next to the two of them with his face full of oily smoke and listened humbly.  In the process of capturing this refinery, this guy experienced his second battle.  I have to admit that this guy's training in the army was not in vain. Tang Guanjie, who was no longer nervous, showed the qualities that a Marine should have.  The combination of advance and retreat no longer feels unfamiliar. The only thing I feel sorry for and fortunate for him is that he is still an ev-eemyill.

    Do you think you can persist until the day you take action?  "The captain saw me standing there alone, so he came over and sat down, putting his M4

    Putting it between his legs, he took out a cigar and lit it. Then he hooked the hairline on his forehead with the little finger of his right hand holding the cigarette, feeling a little embarrassed.

    "Yes!" When I said this, the tremor in my heart even touched the tips of the fingers holding the gun.

    Saliva followed the old pinhole at the base of the tongue and filled my mouth again. I had to work very hard to swallow this real bitter water.

    "I can't imagine any kind of pain that can compare with the emotional pain you are enduring now. Ordinary people may have collapsed long ago!" The captain took a deep breath of smoke, let it circle around his throat a few times, and exhaled gently with approval:  "All these years have trained you beyond the category of a warrior. Maybe you can be called a "ninja". Isn't there a famous saying in China -

    Are ninjas invincible?  As long as you can resist being impulsive, I believe you will be able to accomplish what you want to do!  "

    "Thank you! Captain." I saw the speed machine and the assassin coming over, and I didn't want them to hear what the captain said to me, because I didn't want people to think that I was a loser who needed comfort.  Even if it hurts, I have to hold on.

    "Benchi Uimog military off-road truck and a giant military truck. After the Gulf War, most of Iraq's weapons and equipment were imported from Poland and Pakistan. There are no such vehicles." The speed machine walked to the captain and pointed to the door with the back of his head.

    "Are you so sure?"

    "I recognized the 35/80r20 desert tires and Uimoy's unique wheelbase at a glance. Don't forget that I came from the German Army. How could I not recognize my country's military vehicles?" The speed controller curled his lips: "From the ruts  Judging from the width and depth of the seal, one vehicle pulled away extremely heavy equipment, and the other, shallower vehicle, may have been used to pull people."

    "Besides, look at this!" The assassin took out an oak stopper and placed it in front of us.

    "What's wrong?" Tang Guanjie came to my side and looked at the oak stopper, wondering why the assassin cared so much about such a small thing.

    "Muslims don't drink!" I looked at the cork and said to Tang Guanjie, and then said to the assassin: "The water ghosts and others told us when they were killed that the people here were not Iraqi troops. What's so strange about this?"

    "Really? Look at this!" The assassin handed over his regular computer again. On it was a photo taken by the camera. Although it was not very clear, it could still be seen that it was an obvious mark on the ground.  That's the mark left by the wolf pack's knife table.  Because there was an iron piece nailed under one leg of the table as a foot. There was a shield relief on the iron piece. It was said to be the family emblem of an enemy who died in the hands of the senior wolf pack. Now in the photo, it is on the wet soil.  The seal is the shield.

    "So what? It means that the mourner driving the uimoy took away the table." I don't understand why two people came to this conclusion after whispering to each other?  No way!

    "35/80r20 desert tires! Remember what I said? The Undertaker's military vehicles are provided by EU member states." The speedometer glanced at me: "This type of tire is made in Japan."

    So?  "

    "Who would install foreign goods on their own military vehicles? Even China, where you have limited vehicle manufacturing technology, develops it independently, let alone vehicle manufacturing technology."?World-class Germany?  This is a product for export. It is made from Japan only to save costs.  "The speed machine said with great experience: "Civilian products sold under the banner of military vehicles.  "

    "What you mean is that it was not the mourners who took away the table. Could it be the Iraqi military? It might be a civilian vehicle recruited." The captain's attention was attracted by the words of the speed machine.

    "No! The United States once protested that Iraq used oil for food to buy trucks and modified missile launchers. Therefore, it has been restricting the import of heavy trucks. There is no way for Iraq to import the 2x2 of its counterparts.

    ?Specially made heavy-duty truck.  "The speed machine started to tremble after saying this.

    "You mean we have another enemy? This is nothing to make a fuss about. Cali Cruz has more than one group of people." I looked at the speed machine and said.  The teams I saw when I was captured were a mixed bag, including bandits, drug dealers, and militiamen.  Besides, that guy has a lot of money.  I wouldn't be surprised what kind of team he hires.

    "What's strange about the speed machine is that what kind of mercenary team needs to use a 2x2 truck to pull things. What are they pulling?" The captain looked at the direction of the rut with a heavy look on his face: "To pull missiles?  We can't use such a big vehicle. Pulling tanks? One or two tanks are not enough for infantry. Pulling people? 2x2

    It has poor mobility and loses the first principle of rapid infantry response.  Pulling goods?  They can take away nothing but oil.  "

    "This reminds me of Genius's heavy-duty trailer of the same size. This kind of trailer with a load of more than 100 tons is like a mobile factory" The speed machine pondered for a while and raised its head as if to make a statement or consult.  He said to us slowly.

    "Or a high-tech control room!" The captain suddenly realized: "Does the other party also have the most advanced battlefield monitoring system? Damn it!"

    "Those black paints that can cover up the release of heat energy. Advanced artillery sight radar and night vision equipment" When I heard this, I understood what they were worried about: "In other words, these are the guys behind the scenes!"

    "If that's the caseI'm going to do some preparations" At this point, the captain suddenly stood up and hurried away.  Only me and a few people on the speed machine were left, looking at me and me, and fell into silence.

    Waiting is a painful thing, and when you have something urgent in your heart, waiting becomes even more excruciating torture.  Lying in a dark corner of the stairs.  The stench outside the thin wall was a nook for the soldiers stationed here to relieve themselves.  Even if you have insect repellent on you.  Still can't get rid of the mosquitoes and flies that have lived here for many years.  The veil in front of my face was covered with a thick layer of greasy ropes, crawling around in dense numbers, almost blocking all my sight.

    The moon once again climbed into the middle of the bright night sky. No wonder Islam in the Middle East likes to use the crescent moon to represent itself.  In the windless desert night sky, the crescent moon is as bright as jade, which is extremely stunning.  gorgeous!  like redb

    The charming smile

    Hiss!  He took out his saber and drew a bloody gash on his forearm. The electric sting instantly dispelled the boiling impulse in his heart.  I'm mature!  I no longer need to arouse any emotions, and only resort to desperate measures when they are overwhelming and unable to restrain myself. I have learned to calm down the waves before they are aroused.

    "Chi! Chi!" The werewolf's sniffing sound was still lingering.  The speed machine and the butcher had already emerged from the resting corner with guns in hand, followed by Tang Guanjie and the captain.  After a few people rushed out and formed a response formation in case of an attack, they made sure that the top, bottom, front and back were safe before looking at me, who was sitting motionless in the corner.

    "If it weren't for the heat detector, I would have thought this guy was dead!" The werewolf's dog nose is really powerful. I just cut a small cut, and this guy smelled the fishy smell.

    "What's going on?" The captain looked at the werewolf strangely. He ran out after him and didn't know what was wrong with the werewolf.

    The werewolf didn¡¯t speak, he walked up to me with a frown and a sniff.  He waved his hand to drive away the flies on my body, glanced at me up and down, and then took my left hand and rolled up my sleeve.

    "Ah!" Tang Guanjie exclaimed.  His voice was as loud as thunder in the silent night, attracting the attention of the brothers in other places.  After a while, the doctor rushed into our fortifications with a gun in hand.

    "Who? Who?" The doctor asked very "professionally" as soon as he came over.  No one answered him.  So he could only follow everyone's gaze and find me.

    "Damn it!" The doctor came over and took my left arm from the werewolf's hand. He frowned and used his thumb to trace the densely packed and crisscrossed scars down the elbow.  His brows furrowed a little more every time they passed by, waiting until he received a few new scars from Gang Chi.  Suddenly he reached out and grabbed my right hand, and turned up my cuff just like a werewolf.

    "Damn it!"?It was the captain who cursed.

    ¡°How long has it been?¡± The doctor finished touching the dense cigarette scars on my right arm, and then started to press his hand on my thigh

    "I'm fine!" Like a guilty thief, I waved away the doctor's obvious intention of palpation.

    "Don't tell me, you scratched it by accident." As soon as I opened my mouth, the speed machine blocked my mouth to quibble.

    "Maybe it's a new hobby!" Open your mouth again!  The butcher is here again.

    Huh?  Did God appear today?  Why are a group of big men so thoughtful?

    I was speechless as I stared at the rows of brothers standing in front of me.

    "What's going on?" This time it was the captain's voice.  I don¡¯t know what it is.

    "I remembered something beautiful!" At the end of the sentence, I really couldn't say it, so I could only close my mouth and quickly take out the "sewing kit".  He took out the hook needle and pressed the opened gaps together, and began to sew the tattered pieces back together stitch by stitch.

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