When returning to Qi Tianlin, who is rich in the south of Ahan, he accompanied these young men to travel around the mountains and rivers all day long. In fact, some of the scenery in the south are quite good. As a nobleman who travels around the country, being able to travel to Afghanistan during this period is a show-off when returning to China.

The actual trajectory is similar to the route that accompanied the geologist before, so I once passed the mysterious underground house where I was bearded. Qi Tianlin took Yaya to go again. Sure enough, the house was empty and there was nothing, and the evacuation was very clean, without any doubt. It was like a cave where a shepherd occasionally lived in, and there was no buried mine detonator that added to the snake, as if it had never existed.

Thinking of Mike's attitude towards whether to lift his beard is alive, this is just an excuse for the United States. Now that the excuse is used up, you can wipe it off at will. Even if you pull the beard and jump out, there are many statements.

Sitting in front of the dune cave, the afterglow of the setting sun quietly spreads to this land of war on the right hand. Maybe for countless days, Lama sat here to experience it. On the right hand is Elang and on the left is Pakistan. Here is on the border of a three-no-touch country. I don’t know where this person went.

However, the junction of the three no-limits reminded Qi Tianlin of something. The news that China, whom he had seen on TV before, wanted to spread the oil pipeline to Yilang through this three no-limits area, wasn’t it just that it was necessary to pass through this section?

After thinking about it, Qi Tianlin grabbed the rifle beside him and staggered. Yaya, who had been guarding the high point, put away his telescope and followed him away...

After this trip with the inspection work of the nobles, the young masters who had re-knowledge of him were sent to the military plane to return to China. Qi Tianlin bought a local mobile phone card outside the military camp and put it in a very ordinary phone call brought to him by Major General Lu, and after dialing, he quietly waited for the answer there...

It is also a very ordinary street teahouse in the south of Ahan. The TV shows that the President of Pakistan has just thwarted an assassination attack on him. He claims to be a retaliatory act of a banned religious group, but when he approaches the president, he is captured and eight people are arrested.

Qi Tianlin looked at the local people who were looking like a water on the TV screen. It seemed that in the end, Plinton had to use the same method as the last time as the last assassination of the former female prime minister, but the other party was obviously very cautious and failed, which became a joke. Major General Lu's slightly surprised voice came from his ears: "Harrow?"

These are two phones that use encryption technology. There is an additional blocking program on each other's phone. Even if it is monitored, it will automatically generate another ordinary conversation. It's amazing!

Qi Tianlin replied with a smile: "It's me... I want to ask, how is the progress of the oil pipeline in southern Pakistan?"

Uncle Lu's voice was a little distressed: "Not really... Do you know that we are going to the Somalia waters to do escort, do you know what the purpose is?"

Qi Tianlin guessed: "The Ocean Navy's execution ability training?"

The Major General was a little bitter: "Training is one aspect, and more importantly, through such events, we should establish a supply line as little as possible. From our South China Sea to the Gulf of Aden, and to Africa, it is our attempt to go abroad. However, since the Maldives coup, the chain in the middle was ruthlessly interrupted. We were about to establish a warship supply port with the Maldives! A series of things, including Pakistanis, are all related to this matter, and Pakistanis is our most stable supply point."

After saying such words from the serious professional figure, Qi Tianlin suddenly realized that there was a certain connection behind everything in the world: "I know that the United States has some activities in the southern part of Pakistan. If necessary, I may be able to provide some hidden support."

Major General Lu obviously thought about this matter: "The oil pipeline matter must be very important, and it is also extremely important to us in the southern port of Pakistan. However, this area is very complex, not only Americans, but also Talibans, nationalism, etc. It is easy to destroy the oil pipeline. The cost is too high, and I don't want you to be exposed to this link." It seems that you can realize the importance of Qi Tianlin.

Qi Tianlin expressed his thoughts: "I want... to ask the Taliban to be responsible for the safety of oil pipelines in the mountainous areas of this area."

Uncle Lu was stunned for a moment and was amused: "Is there such a possibility?" This is really an incredible idea.

Qi Tianlin explained: "I have also experienced it in that period before. Basically, it is the traditional location of the fundamentalist ethnic elements of the Taliban. There are wilderness areas everywhere, which is convenient for concealment. They have established a drug delivery line in that area. Since they are all active there, why not combine this matter into one. I will try to talk to them and you can promote the process..."

Major General Lu was still steady: "You try it! The official will definitely not admit this. The project promotion itself is not difficult. Yilang himself also wants to export crude oil. We have more than 10,000 workers who have been building infrastructure in Pakistan. The key is how to avoid the destruction of the United States."

Qi Tianlin's mind was wandering around himself. Before hanging up the phone, the major general asked: "Who did the assassination of the president this time?"

Qi Tianlin said: "I'm called me, I didn't go... Americans, let the black water dry."

Finally, he told me that I was going to Leahbi. Please prepare what to do. The Major General hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Qi Tianlin turned around and called Mark, asking him to hurry up and go to the Gulf country to establish his foreign legion business. He was fundamentally tied to Hei Shui. Now he vaguely felt that Hei Shui seemed to have made this idea, train troops in the Gulf and then sent it to Pakistan for use.

You have to keep an eye on it from the source!

There were still many phone calls, so I made a message call with the transit point left by Orma. This was a new trick that One-eyed person had come up with now. In the city of Kandahar, he left a message point. Qi Tianlin only needed to use a normal phone to contact his people without missing traces, and then passed it through their internal methods. It was much more reliable than the mysterious old contact in the mountains.

The content is very simple, which is to invite the Taliban to promote the oil delivery pipeline in Ilang and provide certain protection for a paid...

This sentence was passed by. After a few days, Qi Tianlin called again to ask for the reply. It was a bit primitive, but very safe.

I threw away the second phone card and started calling Syria. It was very professional here. I transferred the springboard several times in the middle, but in the end I was connected to an Uzbek phone number. The stubborn old man's voice was a little surprised: "Is it you?" Maybe he was the real person who admired Qi Tianlin.

Qi Tianlin didn't dare to laugh and pretended to be a charlatan: "Have you been under a lot of pressure recently?"

Jalar said without hesitation: "It's very big, the president can no longer hold it back, and he feels that the other party is about to launch the last blow!"

Qi Tianlin couldn't help: "You are better at this kind of thing. I can only tell you that within three months, a group of trained professional combatants of the opposition will be put into the battlefield, and there will be a continuous stream behind it."

The Syrian battlefield is actually similar to that of Leahby back then. In the early stage, the rebels and government forces were struggling with each other. In the end, they restrained the main forces and figured out everything. They made some internationally open reasons. The trained opposition rushed up with senior mercenaries, swept across the country with a large number of rebels. After finishing the work, Jalar took a breath: "Is it OK?"

Qi Tianlin almost said that this business was what I took: "The rules are the same as Icra. Just find a reason and come with the name of the United Nations. So, if you have to be prepared, there is no need to bear it. Keep the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood." When did Qi Tianlin start to give such a coquettish advice and lessons to the Minister of Defense of a country.

Jalar's voice was silent for a while, with signs of rapid breathing, and probably was still a little stimulated. He calmed down and said: "We have started to prepare. My elite troops have begun to gradually turn into civilians and become local militia organizations. If there is such a day, I will establish an inconspicuous local warlord separatist state in the eastern region and near my hometown..."

Qi Tianlin reminded him: "You can start hiding. Don't forget that when you save you and leave, kill two American generals. The Americans will definitely find you. Hide yourself early. If necessary, I can let someone take you away."

The stubborn old man refused: "Thank you! I want to die in this country, and I will not reveal your existence even if I die. I have handed over my elite troops to my son and my deputy. They have left the capital!"

Qi Tianlin was not moved: "Try not to die. Only if you don't die can you have the opportunity to take revenge and slowly turn over. Aren't Americans overthrowing the regime one by one? Those who come to power are not good at it. Trying to take office in the new regime and stumble on the Americans openly and secretly is more effective than if you die yourself, right?"

This description obviously made Jalar a little moved: "I understand..."

Qi Tianlin hung up the phone: "Remember it, don't resist..."

Looking at the message sent by Saqi on his mobile phone, more than a dozen professionals under the banner of training instructors were in place. Some Syrians carrying tourist passports were also brought to the training center in the form of a tour group to report. The intense peripheral work has begun.
Chapter completed!