"Be careful when you do things, don't let me come back to collect your body!" The goddess tugged at my ear and told me that the words were ugly.

"Am I so weak, don't worry, I will die behind you, so you don't have to be sad." I reached out and put my arms around the goddess's head and kissed her the forehead.

"Okay, it's not that I won't come back, I don't have to be so tired, I have goosebumps." The baby pretended to shiver, then waved his hand and said, "Flying Eagle drives!" ”

"Let's go!" The captain waved his hand, and I rubbed the goddess's head and pushed her into the car.

Seeing them leave, the captain looked at me and said, "It's time for us to go on our way, let's talk to that guy!" ”

"It's still early, it's too late, I'll take a shower first, and I'm full of disinfectant water!" I looked down at my watch, as long as I arrived in Peshawar before 12 o'clock at noon, it was only 8 o'clock, so why don't I go so early to be a doorman!

"Okay, give you an hour and leave on time at nine!" After speaking, the captain waved his hand and walked towards the base command post.

Returned to the barracks with a basin towel, greeted the wolf and the ninja, the three of us went to the public bathroom, the striker and several of them were injured, they couldn't get wet, my injuries after a night's rest yesterday, the big bag on my head was basically swollen, nothing else!

In the bathroom, there were a few American soldiers who were washing up, playing music on their mobile phones, singing and dancing under the showerhead, and having a lot of fun.

As soon as a few of us entered, the atmosphere instantly froze, as if the sun was shining on a sunny day and suddenly overcast, and the whole bathroom became depressed, if nothing else, because the murderous aura on our bodies was too heavy, and the scars crisscrossed our bodies made people lose all reasons to be happy, and several young people unconsciously became regular.

"Don't be nervous, you guys go on!" As I passed by them, I tapped one of them on the shoulder, and he took a step to the side in fright, but his feet slipped and he almost fell to the ground, but the wolf walking behind me reached out and held him up.

The three of us walked to the corner, distanced ourselves from the young men, and took a cold shower, only to be washed off by the guys and run away in a hurry.

"Are we that scary?" The wolf looked at his strong body and said.

"You should say, are we still human?" The ninja, who has always spoken little, stroked a half-foot-long scar on his chest, and his tone was indifferent and helpless.

"Don't belittle yourself so much, I'm still pretty handsome!" I smiled and posed in a pose that I thought was handsome, which attracted the same roll of eyes from both of them.

Looking at each other's scars, remembering how much is left for themselves and how much is left for brothers, in the eyes of others, this is a hideous and terrible wound, only we know, these are memories, put them together, is our story.

At nine o'clock, three military off-road vehicles drove out of the base and went straight to Peshawar, an important city in western Pakistan.

Pandora, the young master, the prince, and the nine-tailed fox sat in the middle of the car, the grizzly bear, the ninja, the revolver, and the barge walked in front, and the captain, the star, the veterinarian, the crosshair, and the flying eagle who had just rushed back sat in the back car.

It takes about two hours to get from the base to Peshawar, we set off at a calculated time, we encountered several checkpoints along the way, the situation on the Pakistani border during the war was also tense, we had a pass for the US military base, although all the checkpoints were given a green light, but there was always a symbolic check, and the Pakistani soldiers were not very friendly to us in American uniforms, until I pinned a small red flag to my chest, and they didn't smile when they saw it, and they rushed to shake hands with me.

No wonder the captain wanted to bring me here, the attitude of the Pakistani people towards China is indeed very friendly, they regarded me as a friend, and later simply let me go, and even waived the scene.

The guy we were looking for was called Hamid, and the place we met was in a large warehouse in western Peshawar, which was Hamid's own place, and since it was a private place, no one was allowed to enter.

When we arrived in Peshawar, we didn't go directly to him, but walked around the city twice to make sure that no one was following us before driving in the direction of the warehouse.

Parking the car on the side of the road from a distance, the crosshairs, veterinarians, nine-tailed foxes and stars, the four of them quietly got out of the car, took their equipment and quietly touched the warehouse.

The person we have to deal with is a scumbag full of evil, and when we cooperate with this kind of person, God knows what accidents will happen, and we must be fully prepared, in case the talk collapses, there is a way out, be careful to make the ship of ten thousand years, this is our law of survival.

The rest of the people drove two cars into the warehouse slowly, just arrived at the door a few mercenaries in camouflage uniforms opened the door, I glanced at their arms, there were no armbands on them, I was looking at the faces of several people, obviously Pakistani faces, not wearing armbands means that they are not professional mercenaries, it is estimated that this guy is hired locally, and one person is wearing camouflage and holding an M4 professional mercenary to support the façade.

Although they are not masters, the guys in their hands are genuine, and they saw a lot of Pakistani soldiers on the way here, many of whom still have AKs in their hands, but these guys are all US Army equipment, which is enough to see that Hamid is not only hand-eyed, but also quite rich.

Driving slowly into the warehouse, I had a general view of the surroundings through the car window along the way, all sides were guarded, and there were snipers hidden on the two towers, although we were hiding on the ground and did not show our heads, but we carried thermal detectors, and we clearly saw two reddened figures lying on them.

"This guy really didn't have a good heart!" I sneered and whispered.

"Look at my eyes and act when you go in, and don't conflict with him unless you have to." The captain reminded everyone with a walkie-talkie.

In front of the door of the warehouse, I saw from a distance a man in an Arab robe, not tall, slightly chubby, with a big beard, with a turban on his head, and six of his ten fingers with precious stone rings, each of which was worth a lot.

This guy has a smiling face, and the expression on his face has always been smiling, but his gloomy eyes reveal his fierce and cunning nature.

In addition to this guy, there are more than a dozen bodyguards in camouflage uniforms at the door, all expressionless, murderous, and lined up as if they were deliberately placed for us to seem, if this guy wants to use this method to deter us, it is a mistake in wishful thinking, maybe a dozen bikini beauties are much more effective than these bodyguards.

(End of chapter)