The Taliban people carefully chased from the mountain down the mountain because the loess under their feet was slippery and the hillside was too steep, so they could only move down slowly.
When they desperately escaped from the foot of the mountain, they hid next to a ridge.
It was then that Sergeant John noticed that Ahmed had nothing on his hands and had become bare hands and no longer had any combat power.
"Where is your gun?" John asked.
"It's halfway up the mountain," Ahmed replied.
Sergeant John took out a pistol from his belt and gave it to Ahmed, and ordered, "Don't lose this, Gibran, your gun must be kept well."
"Don't worry, mine definitely won't." Long Zhan replied confidently.
"Okay, are you all ready?" asked Sergeant John.
"Well, okay, boss." Ahmed replied.
"It's ready." Long Zhan also nodded.
The three of them began to snipe the rifle, walked forward, paying attention to everything around them carefully.
They are now at the bottom of a ridge, and they can be seen on the tops of the hills on both sides, which is actually a very dangerous area.
But now there is no way. Even if the mountain you are in is relatively bald, you can only walk forward.
John was in the front, Dragon Battle was behind, Ahmed was in the middle with a pistol, moving forward step by step along the sand and stones at the foot of the mountain.
Fear of being discovered.
When they walked to the corner in front, John suddenly heard the sound of talking, and immediately they squatted down against the ridge.
Slowly poked his head out and looked forward.
As expected, you can see three Afghans in front, the other two chatting there, and one is making a phone call, and the voice is too low and it is hard to hear clearly.
Long Zhan made a gesture, asking everyone to keep silent.
Prepare to take them quietly.
John put away the gun, held the gun in his left hand and took out the dagger with one hand in his right hand.
Long Zhan also put down his gun, but did not take a knife.
With only these three little shrimp characters, Long Zhan can completely use a knife to get them all.
John saw the knife in Amad's hand, nodded and communicated silently, confirming that this battle was to prepare for a close fight.
“3,2,1,GO.”
Jackie Chan stretched out three fingers to count down, and finally clenched his fist and waved forward, and rushed out first, aiming to be the Afghan Tari version who was making a phone call.
Sergeant John and Ahmed followed closely behind, each of whom chose a target.
Ahmed went up and punched the Taliban, fucked him to the ground, then jumped up and rode on his body, and used a knife to assassinate his tower version wildly.
He stabbed nearly ten times in a row.
Just his ruthlessness in killing the Taliban has more or less a bit of personal emotion.
When John went up, he first knocked him to the ground, and then covered the other person's nose. The other person continued to struggle and grabbed John's face with his hands.
John covered his mouth and nose tightly, causing his legs to suffocate.
Long Zhan has absolute power to suppress it, and it is not as hard as Ahmed and John when he goes up. He twists the other party's neck directly.
The Taliban is gone.
In the face of absolute power suppression, close combat becomes extremely simple.
"No, there's a gun."
Long Zhan picked up the Liban gun on the ground and threw it to Ahmed.
"Thanks!"
Ahmed took it casually, held the gun in his hand, then groped on the corpse on the ground, and found two magazines to put them in his pocket.
"Let's go, let's go quickly."
Long Zhan was afraid of being discovered by other Talibans, so he quickly reminded John and Ahmed to continue running away.
really.
A bunch of people from the tower version chased after him again.
Now Jackie Chan and the other three have weapons and ammunition in their hands. If there are few Talibans coming, they can still deal with them.
But if there are too many people, there will still be more and more dangers.
Long Zhan took them to hide and seek, carefully shuttled through the canyon, crossing one bend after another, and saw the Taliban people in the grass.
Not far from them.
John could see them from the scope, but the Talibans did not see John and the others.
After reading it, John made a judgment. He didn't know if there were any Libans around him, so he didn't dare to speak out rashly, so he had to communicate with him with gestures.
It means that you cannot walk ahead and you need to take a detour.
Then he made a gesture to walk in another direction and then walked over first.
Ahmed and Dragon Battle can keep up.
However, the Taliban seemed to have come out in full swing, controlling most of the nearby areas, and sentries arranged at intersections at every level.
Long Zhan and the other three walked not far, and saw a Taliban in front of them.
But at this time, it was too late to withdraw, and John signaled to walk to a higher slope on the side to prevent the Taliban from discovering it.
But Long Zhan didn't want to walk from the side, and was about to kill this Taliban and continue to walk forward from this road.
After all, there is no need to be so nervous when I only see a Taliban. The probability of silently strangling him is at least 99.9%.
Long Zhan made a decision and took action immediately and touched him quietly.
And the Taliban soldier also vaguely felt someone following him.
He turned around and took the gun and turned around.
Just as he was observing the side, Long Zhan, who had already taken the opportunity to touch him, threw him to the ground while he was not paying attention.
Then he held his head, covered his mouth, and forcibly twisted his head.
"Diet?"
Ahmed ran over to help, but unfortunately Jackie Chan's technique was too fast. He was defeated in a blink of an eye and he didn't have time to take action.
"It's dead." Long Zhan replied.
"Trag it away and hide it."
In order to prevent being discovered by other Afghans, Sergeant John quickly reminded.
“OK!”
Long Zhan made a gesture, grabbed the head of the Afghan soldier, easily asked him to lift it up, and dragged it to the grass next to him.
However, just a short distance away, the number of Talibans is increasing.
A pickup truck full of people came and got out of the car.
After they got off the bus on the main road, they separated in groups of two or three, searching around the path, as if they knew that Long Zhan and the others were nearby.
And John and the others could only walk forward.
In order to be less noticeable, we can only try to keep our heads down and bent down, lower than the surrounding grass and shrubs to avoid being discovered by the Taliban in the distance.
Walking along...
Long Zhan and the other three suddenly heard a loud noise, and the radio was very obvious.
Long Zhan turned his head in the direction of the sound and found that the location was just above them, less than twenty meters away.
There were two Talibans standing there.
One was looking around with a telescope, and the other was looking at the map.
John and Ahmed widened their eyes.
Chapter completed!