Chapter 529, post

An early blizzard swept the entire mountainous area of ​​Qilian Mountain.
There is a blizzard down this season, which is not normal.
The top of the Qilian Mountain has snow all the year round. Almost all the farmland in the Hexi Corridor is irrigated by the melting of snow on the top of the mountain. It has created a granary in the western of Gansu, which is the country's grain, but like this season, such a big snowstorm. It is too rare to see the whole mountainous area, and many old farmers who are over sixty or seventy years old have never seen it.
However, what is strange is that out of the real mountainous area, the outside is only a gloomy weather, crowded places, but not affected by the snow.
Fortunately, because the Qilian Mountains are mostly rocks and red soils, the terrain is steep, the vegetation is scarce, unsuitable for habitation, and it is not suitable for grazing. It is basically a no-man's land, so this sudden and strange blizzard did not cause too much casualties.
The temperature once reached minus twenty or thirty degrees.
"Oh, it’s a good snow."
A burly-hulled Hu Dahan, wearing only a thin khaki robes, stood on the top of the Lonely Peak.
His eagle hook nose and deep eye sockets are obviously not the physical features of the Chinese, but the Middle Eastern people, standing on the Nanshan Peak at an altitude of more than 5,000 meters, watching the thunderstorm storm constantly brewing in the sky above the head, then look Four weeks on the endless wind and snow, the face showed a hint of joy.
He just stood alone at the top of Nanshan Peak, and there were cliffs in front of him. If he accidentally fell, he would be broken, but how the hurricane in the mountains was fierce, but he only rolled his thin robe, but it was difficult to shake him. The figure is the slightest.
A rare black-eyed golden-eyed eagle squats on his shoulder.
This eagle is not big, its wingspan is probably no more than one meter, the feathers are snow white, the golden eye circles, the wing feathers are like gold and iron. The eagle mouth is like a iron, it is extremely sacred, and the eyes are watching with vigilance. All around, as if it were all the movements in the snow, it is difficult to escape its surveillance.
Suddenly, the eagle fluttered and the wings shattered, like a silver lightning, soaring in the sky.
An eagle came.
"Are you finally here?" The burly man looked to the north.
In the distant snow, a black spot appeared, erratic, hoarse voice, through the wind and snow, said: "Is things ready?"
The hook-nose man kicked the silver metal box at his feet, flying like a meteor, toward the black spots in the snow.
The black spot is a person, all covered in a large robe, can not see the face clearly, but in such a snowy day, appear on such a steep mountain, obviously also a super master, the voice of speaking, Deliberately hoarse, hiding the true face.
He reached for the box and opened it. There was a faint energy fluctuation, and there was a glimmer of wind and snow. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Yes, the goods are very good."
The burly Middle Eastern people in the distance spoke up and said that they were Chinese. "What information do I want?"
In the cuffs of the black spots, draw a metal USB flash drive, throw it away, shoot the wind and snow, like a bullet, said: "The password you know, the information is inside."
The Middle Eastern people gently caught and said: "Well, it is not the first time to cooperate. I think you should not lie to me."
The black spot licked the box and hoarse voice, saying: "I would like to advise you to come to China and kill fewer Chinese soldiers. Otherwise, the military will be angry and pursued. The consequences are very serious. We, China, have a sentence called Although the people who commit me in China are far away, you should have heard."
The Middle Eastern people heard the words and smiled slyly. "This world, after all, is the strength to speak. You Chinese people will fight in the air and become a mess. Otherwise, how can you cooperate with us and sell intelligence?"
The black spot snorted and turned into a black shadow. The star pill jumped in the air and eventually disappeared into the distant snow.
The Middle Eastern people looked at the back of the black spot and smiled scornfully.
He screamed, the eagle, hidden in the snow, flew back to his arm, and then vacated, like a bird, jumping several times, on another mountain one kilometer away.
This mountain peak is only higher than the Nanshan Peak, but the is slower and the top of the mountain is slightly wider, so a military post is built.
The post is a yard and several small buildings.
At this time, most of the yard of the post was buried in the snow. Outside the courtyard, there was a stone with four red numbers on it.
9527.
This is the No. 9527 post in the west.
Before the Middle Eastern people came to the post, they went straight to one of the two floors.
In the room, the light is slightly dim, the standby generator has stopped running. There are various military equipment tools in the house. In the middle is a group of burning bonfires that heat the whole room.
A pungent smell, filled in the room.
On the icy ground near the campfire, there were six bodies, dressed in military uniforms, but they were all dead. They had some battles during their lifetime, but obviously did not play any role, even the guns did not open...
A bang rang.
On the other side of the campfire, a young wooden warrior was attached to a hardwood pile that was inserted into the concrete floor. It was hung with a sigh of relief, but it was still dead, but the left half of the face was already bloody, the top was split and the chest was full. The traces of the raptor's tearing and biting were shocking.
"Oh, I haven't died yet, and my life is very hard." The Middle Eastern people would speak Mandarin and glanced at the young little warrior. They also admire a bit. They said, "Boy, you beg for mercy, I will make you die."

"You... can't die..." The little warrior was weak to the extreme, but his eyes were stubborn and full of hatred: "The Chinese army...will not... let go of you...you...you can't leave this country."
The Middle Eastern people smiled indifferently and said: "Even if God helps me, this blizzard is coming. When your army is reacting, I have already taken what I want and left."
The white-eyed golden-eyed eagle, flapping its wings, fell on the shoulders of the little warrior, opened his mouth to eat the flesh and blood on the chest of the little warrior, and with a barbed eagle's mouth, once torn, he withdrew a large piece of meat.
The body of the little warrior was stiff and tense in an instant. He endured severe pain and gasped fiercely. The cold sweat instantly came out like a spring, but it did not make a scream and hard support.
"Oh, it's interesting."
There is a playful look in the eyes of the Middle Eastern people.
The toughness of the Chinese military has surprised him.
But it also made him more interested in torture.
As soon as he raised his hand, he pulled out a sharp air and smashed the rope of the little warrior. Then he continued to let the white-eyed golden-eyed eagle sculpt like a living creature, tormenting foraging and tearing the flesh and blood of the little warrior.
The young warrior will not be able to resist when he is less than twenty years old. He wants to smother this eagle, even if he pulls down several eagle hairs...
But the golden-eyed eagle is very powerful, but it is a spiritual thing. Even the calf can catch it. What's more, the little warrior is dying, how to resist it, and soon there is no whole piece of meat on the whole body.
"Ha ha……"
The Middle Eastern people smiled happily, took out the dried meat, and sat by the campfire, as if they were watching the most exciting performances in the world.
The little warrior soon became confused.
The flesh of the body was continually torn off by the eagle, and one eye was also smashed, but the pain seemed to be unseen.
Between the hustle and bustle, he lay on his face on the cold floor, his blood filled the line of sight, as if he saw the hard working mother in the deep mountains of the Loess Plateau, laughing at himself, as if he saw the 18-year-old army when he left the hometown. The girl with a shofar is saying 'waiting for you back' to herself, as if she saw that her sister in the school class is writing a letter to herself, saying that she has taken another hundred percent...
"Sorry, mom, my son can't go back."
There was a smile on his bleak face.
He did not regret that he did not shame the squad leader, the platoon leader and his comrades, did not cry, did not ask for mercy, and supported the last moment.
It hurts, it hurts, and I am afraid.
But there is no shame anyway.
The comrades who have been sleeping in the ground, the little melon is coming.
He shed tears and smiled.
"I am a Chinese sentinel..." He used the last strength of his life to make a roar of anger, and suddenly turned and wanted to do the last fight.
Just then, the door of the room suddenly opened.
The wind and snow poured in from the outside.
As the wind and snow come in together, there is light outside.
In the light that poured into the sand like a quicksand, a figure came back in the light and couldn't see the face, but it was very tall and straight. The little warrior couldn't see the face of the figure, but he saw his foot and wore a pair of Li Ning sports. Shoes with Chinese characters on it.
Then, he vaguely saw, behind this figure, followed by a person, an air force blue military uniform, with a female soldier's bonnet, with a red five-star on the cap badge and two gold ones. The word seems to be as bright as the torch in the dark.
"It's a comrade!"
In the heart of the little warrior, when such a thought came out, he passed out.
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One of the top masters of terrorists in the Middle East, "Shalf", the real name of Arufu, was born in a small desert village that no one knows. Later, he went to a terrorist training camp and learned the murderous ability. He became a murderer and became a murderer. One of the top four masters of evil spirits.
After the changes in the world, his strength has grown incredibly and steadily. In the Middle East, he has been murdered and no one dares to provoke.
When the door of the room was pushed open, the heart of the Middle Eastern master suddenly raised an indescribable sense of crisis.
With his strength, even if it is a big snow, as long as someone enters the 20-meter range, it will be able to perceive it, but it is only when people walk into the house that they are aware that there is no induction before. This is simply impossible. thing.
He subconsciously bounced off the ground.
Raise your hand.
Hey.
Dozens of white daggers flew out, as fast as lightning. This distance, with his strength, is a ten-thick-thick steel plate that can be pierced in an instant.
But just look at the opposite person, just waved his hand, these daggers flew back, faster, and instantly pierced his arms, legs and feet.
The training that Arufu had experienced was already immune to the pain. He was thrown out by the inertia of the beheading, squatting on several boxes, and then quickly grasping the balance and standing up, posing a defensive posture.
"It's late." A male voice.
"Is there still a rescue?" The beautiful female voice.
"This is still a rescue." Male voice.
The other party is obviously confident about his strength and entered the room. He did not kill him for the first time, but saved people.
Aluf's mouth floated a little sneer.
Do stupid Chinese think that they have beaten me like this?
He didn't know how many times he would kill the enemy in a desperate situation. When he was about to shoot again, he suddenly felt that a sudden pressure came. The intuition of the strong man told him that as long as he had any action, he would be instantly taken by this stock. The pressure is directly crushed.
A drop of cold sweat dripped from his horns.
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There was something in the morning at home, and I delayed it. This is even later, sorry.