According to Qi Tianlin's idea, on this barren hillside with no actual path at all, there is no need to worry about meeting each other. The chance of everyone walking between a few meters is too small.

There is really no need to fight in a fight with some extravagance, and the one who can scatter so far and surround the search must be the elite among the elites!

The four novice seals in Operation Red Wings all lost about a hundred people at that time, right?

So, twenty minutes later, he quietly watched the four black shadows spread in diamond shapes, quietly walking past more than 30 meters below. Qi Tianlin just took the gun slightly toward that direction...

Orma is even more experienced, waiting motionlessly, then gently poked out his one-eye to look at Qi Tianlin, and still kept hidden behind the stone.

Qi Tianlin didn't move, and he still didn't move...

Ten minutes later, the two black shadows deliberately delayed behind touched from behind. If someone tried to ambush the four people in front, as long as the people in front held on for a little while, the two would quickly encircle the battle. After all, at this point, it was a few people in the squad against several people. With a slight tactical advantage, the battle could be resolved in a short time!

Qi Tianlin still didn't move. After waiting for another half an hour, he was sure that there was really no one else. He got up and walked forward tentatively!

After he walked more than ten meters, the one-eyed person behind him stood up and followed...

Two or three hours later, the sky was almost dawn!

Qi Tianlin looked at the GPS: "Let's go there first. There is less than seven kilometers away. There is a supply point of mine. You are still about forty kilometers. I think you still need to rest..."

He himself is a little thirsty, so it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t eat. Water is indispensable for this kind of long journey.

The one-eyed person, who was really tired, observed the terrain in the morning light, thought about it and agreed.

The two finally arrived at the site of the concealed helicopter before the sun was completely shining. Now there are naturally no aircraft, only a pile of scattered and inconspicuous vegetation. Some of them pointed in one direction intentionally or unintentionally. Qi Tianlin found a box of bottled water, a bunch of bullets, and nearly ten packs of individual soldiers' rations behind a large rock ten meters away.

The bullet was SR25, but he only had an empty magazine. After filling it, he put other bullets into the magazine bag, filled his water bag with water, and threw a pack of rations for Orma.

The two of them looked at each other carefully in the sun. Orma had lost much weight compared to the reward photos. If it weren't for the iconic one-eyed expression, Qi Tianlin would have been unsure to recognize him. His thick black hair and beard were also a lot of black. It was the leader of the Taliban. When he ruled the country, he required men to grow beards like this, otherwise he would have to be beaten in the street by his religious police! Even to jail!

How much do you like beard? Qi Tianlin, the former uncle of beard, couldn't help but think a little bit. He really didn't know much about what doctrines...

What an incomprehensible head leaders!

The leader was also surprised: "Are you a Chinese?" He was a little suspicious. After all, the motivation for the neighboring country to get involved in this matter was too strange. From his height, it would always be more macro to consider things.

Qi Tianlin shrugged: "I hold a South African passport and come as a mercenary in Kandahar. If you do anything, you can inform me in advance so that I will not be injured by accident..."

Orma seemed to not accept his humor very much. He looked at him repeatedly and did not speak, as if he could tell from his appearance that this slightly belittle East Asian man had any psychological activities.

Qi Tianlin was not afraid of him watching. He opened the food himself and tried to heat the food in a few seconds. He did not pay attention to the taste or whether it was greasy or not. He chewed it in big mouthfuls, forcing himself to just use this eating behavior as a means to supplement physical fitness. He also tried to eat everything from half a pound of vegetables to crispy biscuits, energy bars, and low-fat fig fruit strips. With the random combination of grape sauce and pepper, he could get full and balanced nutrition, regardless of the taste and taste.

The leader is obviously familiar with this kind of MRE civilian fast food ration. He skillfully heats his staple food with a water-filled heating pack and swallows quickly. He also drinks only a little water, which is obviously very good for survival in the wild.

In the end, each of them took a bottle of water, hid in the shade, and sucked water slowly, mainly to eliminate the thirst. Drinking water quickly was not good at this time, and it would only cause the body to accelerate its metabolism.

The same behavior, Qi Tianlin comes from scientific training, and the bearded man comes from the inheritance of generations, which is the difference.

But no more talk...

Qi Tianlin took out the solar panels to charge the communication walkie-talkie, and also charged a little GPS, and the night vision device changed to the button battery directly...

The bearded man watched him do things and found that he actually brought a multi-use charging head adapter and took out one of his satellite phones: "Charge it for me, my charging pad is guarding..."

Qi Tianlin took it without saying a word, but the phone was not turned on. It seemed that he knew that this thing would be counter-reconnaissance.

After pausing, one-eyed took the initiative: "Let each other have a phone number?"

Qi Tianlin turned on his mobile phone without signals, and the bearded man also took out a turn on the phone, and reported each other the number of the satellite phone to store...

There is no signal to be reverse tracked.

The scene is a bit postmodernist!

In a place where there is absolutely no mobile base station, two people keep phone calls with each other, just like two white-collar workers with business dealers keep phone calls with each other.

One is a god-like mercenary, and the other is an internationally wanted element listed as one of the most terrifying.

The rest lasted five or six hours until the temperature reached the highest level, and the two of them got up and walked slowly along the valley.

Although it's hot, it's safe...

This speed is very slow.

They also had a rest for dinner in the middle of the night, and the two of them arrived at the contact point that Orma mentioned. Half of the inconspicuous three or five mountain dirt houses were sunk into the cave.

Orma doesn't mind: "It's easy to get inside, you can get away at any time. I'm here many times, but I only bring a few people here, Masoud doesn't know..."

Qi Tianlin smiled: "I have beaten to death by several people you usually bring?"

The bearded man actually nodded without expression...

There was no temptation between the two. Qi Tianlin had countless opportunities to kill or control the one-eyed along the way, and Orma also had a lot of time to shoot behind his back. They were all wise men and did not do such boring tricks.

When Qi Tianlin entered this earthen house, the three shepherds with quiet faces did not ask much about the situation, so they scattered out and went out to guard. The door with a curtain at the back led directly to the cave. Now the two of them were sitting on a blanket to rest.

He leaned against the wall with one eye and looked at Qi Tianlin: "What are your plans?"

Qi Tianlin naturally: "The sun sets later and it will cool a little later. I will set off and walk to Kandahar for a while, away from the combat area last night, and call our small helicopter to pick me up."

Orma directly: "Are you interested in staying for me to train people? We need it very much, and money is not a problem."

Qi Tianlin simply said: "I don't have any interest. I understand your nature, but I don't agree with the method. Although I only recognize money, I have the minimum moral bottom line."

The leader raised a sarcastic smile on his lips without making any defense: "Can you help me contact Kafiza?"

Qi Tianlin shook his head: "No... I have the same mentality towards him, I don't agree with him, but I want to make things difficult for the Americans."

One-eyed, nodded without asking the reason, and took a copy of the "Koran" from the side and handed it to Qi Tianlin: "Take it with you...it's useful, maybe it will help you..."

Qi Tianlin took it with a little slight sneeringly: "I have no faith." But he still put the scriptures into the side pocket of the magazine bag on his body.

Orma no longer had a sarcastic meaning: "People must have faith..." Then he sat upright, closed the remaining eye, leaned against the wall and stopped talking. The blind eye felt a little half open. For a moment, with the light coming in, the person in the dim room had a bit of a Bodhisattva smell.

Maybe this is the so-called charlatan temperament of religious leaders?

Qi Tianlin smiled, holding his rifle, leaning against the wall, closing his eyes to rest...

It was just approaching dusk, and the watch on your hand vibrated slightly to remind you to report the time.

Qi Tianlin stood up, took care of the one-eyed leader who had no movement, and bowed his head and left the Tumen...

Guided by night vision instruments and GPS, Qi Tianlin walked between the mountains until after midnight, and turned on the satellite phone function of the communication system on a mountain top, contacted Mark, reported his accurate coordinates, and waited for rescue...

Only this time period is safer for helicopters, and this kind of night flight is very difficult for PMC helicopter pilots.

After a little calculation, Mark, who was a little happy, immediately told him that he would arrive in two hours. While waiting, Qi Tianlin accidentally opened his satellite phone again and prepared to call Tiya to chat. It was now around 8 o'clock in the evening...

As soon as the computer is turned on, a text message will pop up. The first number is 1, and the next one is a long list of various two- or three-digit numbers. The sender is an unknown number.

After thinking about it, Qi Tianlin understood that this was a very simple password text message. He took out the Koran, used the low-illumination screen of GPS, looked at the first word of each relative page number according to the numbers, and then connected it together...

“No. 42 Istafa Street, 800,000.”

There is no unit of quantity, probably because there is no word US dollar or pound on the Koran?

Qi Tianlin opened the GPS map and found this address. It was in the northwest district of Kandahar. It was considered a relatively high-end area. It should be a small residence. It was obvious that he was informed that he could go there to receive a reward of 800,000 yuan...

Although it is based on the friendship of revolutionary comrades and Lei Feng's spirit to do good deeds without asking for rewards, it seems that this leader is also a person with clear accounts, which is an additional gain. I just don't know what the unit of measurement of this currency is, 800,000, if it is all US dollars, there are a lot of them, but why is it this price?
Chapter completed!