Long Zhan felt relieved when he saw this group of familiar soldiers, but now he was lying on the ground.
"Let's go down." Seeing that Ahmed hadn't lie down yet, the American soldier continued to yell.
"Let's go down, lie down, lie down." They made Ahmed lie down and seized his hands in reverse.
Then he also deducted Long Zhan.
"I'm an American." Long Zhan said loudly. Because he didn't look closely, he was indeed like an Afghan.
They took away Long Zhan's headscarf and facial scarf and looked carefully. They were indeed Americans, but they had not figured out the specific situation.
"I have your people, he is on the cart." Ahmed said quickly from the side.
"Inspect the cart." When the soldiers arrested them heard that someone was on the cart, they immediately sent someone to check the cart.
One of the soldiers walked to the cart with a gun, and when they lifted the carpet, they saw John's confused eyes.
"It's Sergeant John Kingley." The little soldier said in surprise when he saw it.
Fortunately, he knew John.
"Hey, it's John Kingley, come on, we need a medic."
This timely rain from the US military came too timely.
The US military immediately sent a helicopter to take Sergeant John back to the airport headquarters.
Long Zhan was also taken back together and rested for a week.
Long Zhan's injuries were almost done. He also gained the love of the US military and made great contributions to the United States and Giant Corporation.
Of course, Long Zhan's mission is not just to assist in finding the explosives factory, he also needs to continue his arms business.
But he also needs local people to provide relevant information and information.
And Amade is his only choice.
It’s just that Dragon War needs to find Amaid again.
At this time, Ahmed had given up his resistance to the Taliban because of his weak power.
I can only do his old business and repair cars.
Long Zhan likes Amad as a local and his qualities, and he hears that his younger brother Ali is also a vendor.
So he found him, wanted to cooperate with him, and negotiated an agreement with him, and he secretly protected Ahmed's safety, and after half a year, he gave him a green card.
Escort their whole family to live in the United States.
Ahmed had no better place to go either.
Sergeant John was also unconscious.
He agreed to Long Zhan and asked Long Zhan for some information about the Taliban while repairing the car.
By providing some information, Ahmed also helped Long Zhan make a good deal.
And Sergeant John was too weak because he had been too long.
Always treated in the hospital.
"Mr. Kyle, please dial 118."
"We're going home."
The doctor opened Sergeant John's eyes to examine it.
John lay on the bed, feeling a little confused.
I only vaguely felt the voice coming from my mind: "Welcome home, Mr. Jinli."
"I'll call you a doctor." John tried hard to open his eyes and saw a nurse, who said to him.
The doctor treated him for more than two months.
Only then can John get up and live.
After John recovered, he and his wife and son came to Santa Clareta in Los Angeles, California for barbecue and leisure.
The scenery here is very beautiful, and orange fruit trees are planted next to it.
John personally roasted the barbecue and prepared to give it to his family and friends.
My wife is also busy.
This is the first time they have relaxed with their family in such a long time.
At this time, Declan, who had always had a serious expression, came to chat with John:
"I heard they were going to give you medals and contact the service cross..."
"Get away, little guys, have dinner in five minutes, okay." John's wife said to the little brats who were playing.
"You did climb through a place full of broken glass with bare hands," Declan said to John, who was sitting on the sofa.
"Even if it is true, I don't remember it at all." John had no impression of what Declan said to him.
And when John said these words, his wife standing aside heard them.
The wife showed a complicated expression on her face. She felt uncomfortable. After all, her husband, whom she admired so much, is now in a state of amnesia.
"Do you still can't remember anything?" Declan confirmed again in response to John's confusion.
"I only remember that I woke up in the hospital. So why they gave me medals, I didn't know at all, and I thought I should give them the medals. As far as I know, I'm just a passenger."
"I think what he wants is not a medal, but a visa," Declan reminded.
"What's wrong with the visa?" John said without understanding.
"Even if we can get a visa, we still have to find him first." Declan said to him without answering directly.
"Finding him?" John's wife asked repeatedly after hearing it from behind.
"Where has he gone?" John looked at his wife behind, not knowing that his wife was eavesdropping behind him. He also asked again.
“After his hike in Afghanistan, Ahmed was regarded as a folk hero by the local people. Of course, except for the Taliban, they were unhappy that he dragged you to 100 miles.
You traveled through their territory, but failed to capture you. Your deeds caused a stir among the people." Declan told John everything he knew.
When John heard this, he frowned and continued to listen carefully to Declan, and then asked, "What kind of commotion is it."
It seems that John's memory has really been broken.
"He was on their top 10 wanted list, and at the same time, Gibran was helping around. They wanted to be wanted, but because Gibran is American, he dared not.
Now the Taliban counts all his sins on Ahmed. As long as he is caught, he will receive a huge reward. So he disappeared with his family."
John looked at his wife, then at his son and daughter.
A little thoughtful.
Just as he was about to speak, Declan interrupted in unison.
"I contacted his drug dealer brother before you asked, and I felt like he knew where he was. But he wouldn't tell us unless we get a visa to Ahmed."
...........
After hearing Declan's words, John couldn't calm down for a long time.
My mind was full of thoughts to find Ahmed.
So he started his crazy search.
On the first day, John started calling the customs: "Hey, hello, I want to consult for a visa, Ahmed, Ahmed Abdullah."
"How do you spell it, sir." A female customs officer opposite asked.
"a-b-d..." John began to tell the other party patiently.
“…”
"I know, ma'am, I..." John kept explaining to the other party.
.........
The next day, John continued to call again.
"Has his visa been approved? Mr. Abdullah is preparing to get a visa." The other party replied, a man from the customs office.
"Your friend needs to fill out the 360 ​​form." The other party replied.
"I couldn't contact him by phone. The family was forced to hide," John explained.
Chapter completed!