Dragoon fighter

After the oath ceremony, Mudzhariyev and Aibik looked at each other. They laughed in unison and hugged each other. Only then did the relationship between the two parties truly become stable.

Nearly a hundred people in the migrating team died on the way forever. Some died of illness due to being unable to endure the long bumpy journey. Some were killed during attacks. Some died heroically in the battle against the enemy. There were about more than a thousand people. Fortunately, people finally reached the destination.

There are still more than 20 cattle, more than 300 sheep, and some chickens, ducks and geese among the animals they carry. There is no shortage of seeds or anything else, and there is enough food to last until the sowing season in the spring of next year.

As long as they build houses that can withstand the severe cold as soon as possible, they can achieve preliminary self-sufficiency here by hunting, picking wild vegetables and saving pasture, and at the same time find ways to bring back more civilians who have suffered from wars from outside, they will be considered Really take root in this fertile soil.

At the same time, it is also necessary to explore the terrain of the entire valley as soon as possible and deploy force to intercept traffic arteries to prevent flies that smell like sugar from swarming in.

As expected, it is known as the Valley of Gemstones. In addition to some copper-iron mines and small coal mines that are easy to mine, there may also be some gemstones here. However, it is lapis lazuli that is abundant in Afghanistan, but I don’t know where it is buried and it is not easy to dig.

Afghanistan is rich in minerals. The currently proven resources mainly include natural gas, coal, salt, zinc,

Iron, copper, mica, emerald, petroleum, lapis lazuli, etc. have not been fully developed so far. In particular, the lithium reserves are astonishing. There may also be huge reserves of copper and iron ores, just like a beggar holding a golden rice bowl. It attracts the peeping glances of the surrounding wolves, and this is also the reason why Afghanistan has been unable to stabilize for a long time.

The maidens took care of the livestock, while the children began to dig out the soil by the stream, making pieces of adobe with wooden knives, and placed them on the cleared flat land to let the scorching sun shine. Some of the young men began to explore the entire valley.

To say it's a valley, I'm afraid it can be more appropriately described as a small basin, let alone people like them permanently settling here. Even if it increases a hundred times, the space and products here are enough to sustain normal consumption.

One tent after another was pulled up. This was not a temporary tent for the convenience of setting up camp at any time during the journey, but a formal tent built with thickened rainproof canvas and steel structure.

Lin Mo was also assigned to a tent alone. Due to the language barrier, he could not get to know and interact with many people, except for a few village chiefs, mercenary leader Aibike, Patan girl Sally and little follower Bankur. Except for Huck, who can communicate, others can only use gestures or expressions to simply convey their meaning, but occasionally the Patan girl will come over and take the initiative to help Huck.

However, he didn't have much in-depth communication. To these refugees, Lin Mo was just a passerby who came to serve as a bodyguard, and there was really nothing to talk about.

Not all people can speak fluent English. Most people can only speak Bosnian or Dari. Basically, those who can speak English can be regarded as people who have seen the world and have a certain cultural level. This is not the case in Afghanistan. It is rare, and even rarer in ordinary villages.

At the group dinner in the evening, Pathan people, regardless of age or sex, sang and danced together around the bonfire, venting their happiness and releasing their fatigue from a day's work in laughter and laughter.

Some people even compiled this great migration into an epic and sang it with great literary talent. They compared Aibik to the messenger of the sun and Lin Mo, who was wearing silver armor, to the messenger of the moon. In the sunshine and moonlight, Under the protection of his wife, he went through all kinds of difficulties and dangers to reach this fertile land, thanking Allah for his gift.

Anyway, it's so fantasy that the whole story has almost become a fairy tale.

At least Lin Mo couldn't understand the songs of these Pathans. They were exotic but not within the scope of his interest. Damn it, after being an infantryman for so long, he was almost ready to pack up and run away.

Late at night, the revelry of the Pathans was still noisy, as if they would not rest until they exhausted all their energy. After dinner, Lin Mo packed up his weapons and equipment and returned to his tent.

After changing out of his full body armor, Lin Mo lay down on the floor made of thick blankets, preparing to rest.

The temperature difference between morning and evening here is still relatively hot during the day, but at night the temperature will approach zero degrees. Keeping warm and preventing heatstroke are essential precautions for survival here.

The metal dragon is still on his wrist and has not been taken off. This has almost become Lin Mo's habit. With this guy's keen perception of weapons and metal products, if there is danger, he can remind himself immediately and activate protection. .

Not long after he lay down, Lin Mo heard faint footsteps coming from outside the tent. Although they were placed very gently and slowly, they still could not escape the dragon knight's perception.

Jin Feng did not call the police, and Lin Mo did not feel any murderous intent. There should be no danger to the visitor.

But having said that, after the big quarrel last time, this guy Jin Coin became even more taciturn, and he didn't know what he was doing.

The tent curtain was gently lifted, and a slender figure jumped in.

The curtain was not locked, and there were mercenaries keeping vigil in the camp. In fact, there is no need for a lock, and it cannot be locked.

Lin Mo could hear another breath in the tent. It was very fast and seemed to be very nervous. At some point, a faint fragrance filled the air. Although it was not strong, it was similar to the lingering fragrance of most peoples who believe in Islam. The smell of mutton that has not been removed is different.

The target is judged to be 1.7 meters tall, weighs 100 kilograms, has a weak constitution, does not smell of smoke or alcohol, is not a combat professional, and has no obvious military training habits.

The spans of footfalls, the sound of stepping on the ground, the rhythm of movements.

The sound leaked out through the other party's deliberate small movements provided special information bit by bit. Lin Mo, who was still lying on the blanket without any movement, made a quick judgment in his head.

There is no gun or sharp weapon, and he has not rummaged through his own things. He is not an assassin, nor does he look like a thief. What kind of person is this?

Just when Lin Mo was doubting, there was a soft shuddering sound, and a fiery and delicate body was embraced into his arms.

The curvy figure, soft and smooth skin, exuding virgin body fragrance, give people a special touch that trembles in the soul.

woman 1

Lin Mo almost jumped up from the blanket.

Even the dullest Lin Mo understood what was going on.

"Who are you? 1" The smell of the other party made Lin Mo very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while. When encountering this kind of situation for the first time, Lin Mo's reaction ability, which was still considered a junior brother, would be half a beat slower. .

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The woman's voice was soft and charming. Her thin hands were stroking Lin Mo's body, but she could feel that there were a few thin calluses on her hands.

His movements were a little clumsy, but he still couldn't unbutton Lin Mo's clothes, and he started to become a little anxious.

There was an inexplicable fire stirring in Lin Mo's body.

"Sally?"

Although the woman didn't say anything, Lin Mo broke free of the pair of jade arms like nen lotus roots and asked tentatively again. The location of the thin calluses on the hands provided him with an unusual piece of information.

This is a pair of hands holding a gun. The thin layer of calluses is not accumulated through hard work, but a special gun callus.

Only people who are accustomed to using guns and holding the gun handle for a long time will develop such calluses.

Da l

With a crisp sound, an LED tent lamp next to the blanket lit up, and the silver-white light immediately filled the entire tent.

"Ah l" The woman in Lin Mo's arms suddenly stopped moving and raised her face half-hidden by her straight black hair. This time he could see clearly that it was Sally.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Mo got angry, "What, you still want to push me?" 1

I have seen bold and fat people, but I have never seen such fat people. As a conservative Afghan woman, it is incredible enough to do such a thing.

He sat up and pushed the other person out of his arms.

Such a hairy and blind move will sooner or later be struck by thunder from the sky and fire from the earth.

Even if he wanted to rectify the law on the spot, he hadn't thought about it yet.

With a flushed face and a somewhat stiff body, the Patan girl who was still reluctant to let go of Lin Mo boldly stared into Lin Mo's eyes, bold and unrestrained, and said with a blue breath:...Knight, sir, I hope to have a child, a child with your noble blood. Sir, please give me a child. "

Sally, who calls Lin Mo "sir" and always uses the honorific "sir", has an unexplainable feeling for Lin Mo. After all, she can't keep the eagle in the sky, so she can only settle for the next best thing. , retaining the blood of the "devil" who fell in love with him, as his sustenance for the rest of his life.

With the bad idea of ​​village chief Mudzhariyev and the persuasion of many elders, Sally half-heartedly agreed.

"I'm sorry, I'm not ready yet. I still have to return to the sky. Only there and now is where I belong. You can't go up." Although Wen Xiang Nephrite was full of arms, Lin Mo still shook his head. For a long period of time in his life, he would only belong to the sky, and he had no plans to stop on the ground.

Lin Mo raised his head and looked at the top of the tent, as if he had seen through the tent, and glanced at the boundless starry sky.

Once a warrior has concerns, it means there are loopholes in his heart, and an imperfect heart means that his combat effectiveness will be affected in battle.

"Back to the Sky 1"

Lin Mo's words were like a thunderbolt exploding in Sally's mind. He actually wanted to return to the sky?

Difficult,

Sally's face suddenly turned pale, and tears appeared in her beautiful phoenix eyes.

After all, I still wasn't worthy of him. I was just a mortal, and I shouldn't have been so wishful thinking.

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