Chapter 67: Children, don’t cry!

When the RPG rocket exploded at the top of the mountain, as if hearing the starting gun, Fengyinglou began to fight with all his strength. If he didn't fight hard, the Dragon King, who was fighting in a tight siege, would be fierce and brave again, and the final outcome would be certain death!

Faced with the powerful anti-Taliban alliance troops who broke through two lines of defense in a row, faced with the Fengyinglou rushing at the forefront, they faced a desperate situation. As soon as they took action, they trampled to death their snipers and blew up the anti-aircraft machine guns.

, like an iron thorn stuck in the softest throat of the Dragon King, the terrifying leader of the Guards on the last line of defense is finally... in chaos!

It was no longer possible to organize effective firepower to suppress them. Fengyinglou and the others rushed to the third line of defense with just one charge, pushing the battle into a close-range melee.

Twenty-five minutes later, when Feng Yinglou and Dragon King finally met again on this foreign land, walking over the dead bodies and bullet casings all over the ground, they looked at each other's faces that were covered in blood and gunpowder smoke and were really embarrassed.

Looking into each other's shining eyes, suddenly the two people stretched out their arms and hugged each other tightly.

At this time, looking at the surface of the entire mountain, there is no longer a living enemy. As for the group of anti-Taliban alliance soldiers who were able to follow Fengyinglou after a series of bloody battles, there are only less than ten people left.

.At this time, some of them were collecting weapons and ammunition among the corpses, while others were holding up something similar to a wanted poster and comparing the corpses on the ground.

Any terrorists on this mountain have their names and photos probably already in the database of the FBI. If they are killed or captured alive, they will receive a very generous bonus. But those anti-Taliban alliance soldiers

But their faces didn't show much surprise. They just compared themselves silently, and silently took out some of the corpses with higher "prices" and piled them into a small pile.

At this time, they still want to survive, and they still want to use the "cave tunnel" promised by Li Fan and others to escape, and then use these corpses to receive a generous bonus, and they will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives. Fengying Tower

His eyes fell on the top of the mountain, the entrance to a small underground cave. If he guessed correctly, they had been chasing for several hours and paid the heaviest price of possibly annihilating the entire army. Finally, they were forced to a dead end.

The target should be there.

Looking at the small tunnel entrance, Fengyinglou turned his head to look at the Dragon King, suddenly smiled and said: "Let's go and see our results!"

The Dragon King nodded slightly.

Under the leadership of Fengyinglou, a group of people walked quietly towards the entrance of the cave. When they were still more than 20 meters away, a puff of black smoke suddenly floated out from the cave. They smelled the thick smoke in the black smoke.

Feng Yinglou just frowned slightly at the burning smell, but he didn't say anything, didn't even speed up his pace, he just walked silently. When they finally reached the cave, there was a soft "bang" sound.

The gunshot, after several twists and turns in the cave, reached the ears of everyone present with a faint echo.

This cave is not big compared to the caves in the Tora Bora Mountains that extend in all directions and form an underground military kingdom. At best, it can only be said to be a small warehouse of Al Qaeda. I only walked a few turns along the tunnel.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, Fengyinglou and the others saw a corpse holding a pistol tightly in his hand, but his heart had stopped beating. From the angle of his fall, the posture of holding the gun, and the clear mark on his forehead

Judging from the bullet hole, the gunshot just now was made when he pulled the trigger on himself.

Staring at the corpse lying quietly on the ground with blood flowing out of the wound on the temple, looking at the weapon that he would not let go of even until death, smelling the increasingly strong burnt smell deep in the cave,

Fengyinglou couldn't help but let out a low sigh in his heart, and then turned off the flashlight.

They don't need flashlights now.

A thin man sat quietly at the bottom of the cave with his knees crossed. He didn't speak, didn't move, and didn't even face everyone. He just let everyone see his back, but they didn't know

Why, everyone present can clearly feel that he is a very powerful person!

In fact, if he did not have astonishing self-control and absolute pride, how could he have poured gasoline on himself and set fire to himself? Facing the last stage of his life, he had already exceeded the endurance of normal people.

Despite the extreme pain, he could still sit there quietly, allowing him to maintain a pride and dignity that even though his back was turned to everyone, he really looked up to the sky and the earth?!

He turned his back to everyone and burned himself to death because he didn't want the enemies to see his face clearly? Did he not want the enemies to see the pain he might inadvertently show when he faced death? Or was it because his ambition was not fulfilled and his wish was not fulfilled?

He feels shameless to face the God he respects most and is willing to fight for all his life?!

Fengyinglou didn’t know, he really didn’t know, he only knew that this man was cornered and forced to set himself on fire. He was obviously dead and burned into a charred corpse, but he still quietly exuded the dignity of a strong man.

A person with grace and style is a worthy opponent. No matter whether he is famous for a hundred generations or left for eternity, he has reached the pinnacle of the world. He has also experienced the experience of an ordinary person for eternity.

, it is impossible to experience the ups and downs and grudges. No matter how future generations laugh and curse, no matter how the history books are like knives, who dares to say that he is not a strong man who lives out his own self and his personality?

Who?!

Fengyinglou reached out and grabbed the Dragon King who rushed forward to extinguish the flames without thinking. Under everyone's silent gaze, Fengyinglou's right hand slowly moved towards his right forehead, but he only saluted halfway before he lowered his right hand.

In the end, he actually used the fist-holding ceremony that would be used by knights in ancient costume movies, and seriously bent over the corpse in front of him with the flames rising and the smoke billowing so thickly that it was almost impossible to breathe.

waist, "I admire you!"

He is a terrorist, so he is not worthy of receiving the military salute of a professional soldier, but he is really qualified to receive the most sincere admiration of Fengyinglou!

"He..." The Dragon King hesitated several times, but finally asked the question he was most concerned about: "Is he a terrorist leader?"

Feng Yinglou straightened his waist. He took one last look at the body in front of him that was rolling and emaciated in the flames. Finally, he led everyone without looking back, using the fastest speed,

Striding towards the outside of the cave. When everyone walked out of the cave, they could breathe fresh air and wake up their dizzy brains. They raised their heads and looked at the falling snow that was still falling. Fengyinglou said leisurely

: "How much difference is there now between yes and no?"

Hearing such a nondescript and seemingly careless answer, the Dragon King couldn't help but widen his eyes.

If Li Fan were standing here, he would not ask such a question at all. He led everyone further and further until they reached the naturally formed trench. Even if someone dropped bombs on the hillside, they would not be killed in one fell swoop.

After the whole sky was filled with flowers, Fengyinglou stopped. In his mouth, another incomprehensible word suddenly came out: "It's almost time, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a big hand as thick and powerful as a polar bear's paw fell on Fengyinglou's forehead. The Dragon King showed a rare trace of concern, "Hey, Fengyinglou, you don't have a fever, or...

The bombshell I just dropped was so powerful, it shook your brain, didn’t it?!"

Fengyinglou shook his head lightly. At this moment, the entire mountain peak trembled violently again. Under everyone's wide-eyed gaze, the cave with more than a dozen barrels of diesel, a small amount of arms, medicine and food stored in it,

It had been completely reduced to ruins in the big explosion. If Fengyinglou hadn't suddenly turned around and taken them out of the cave as quickly as possible, they would have been completely wiped out now. The blood, flesh and rocks in their bodies were mixed together.

There is no distinction between them.

"Do you understand?"

Fengyinglou looked at the Dragon King and said in a deep voice: "Maybe he is really the terrorist leader, maybe he is just a personal guard next to the terrorist leader who is responsible for leading us astray and finally successfully covering the leader's retreat. But no matter who he is, he will not

Let the enemy get his body. First burned, then exploded, and finally buried under rocks. Even if the CIA used their most advanced genetic technology for DNA identification, they had no way to confirm that the person inside was...

Who is it? So, whether he is a terrorist leader or not, the final result will not make any difference!"

"How come there is no difference? If he is really a terrorist leader, then Al Qaeda will be finished..."

The words that the Dragon King blurted out suddenly stopped. He suddenly thought of the hundreds of manifestos that the terrorist leader had filmed and recorded that they found on the computer hard drive. He thought of the ultimate significance of the terrorist leader rushing to produce so many declarations. As long as it cannot be proven,

The person who died in the cave was really a terrorist leader. As long as al-Qaeda is not completely eliminated by the United States, those al-Qaeda members who have a large number of recordings and videos of the terrorist leader can still fly around the world under the banner of terrorist leaders.

Move, act, and fight to the death against the country with the most powerful military power in the world.

As long as the terrorist leader's video can appear in the public media from time to time, whether he is alive or dead, the difference is really... not big!

Fengyinglou raised his flare gun. As soon as he saw three flares, two green and one red, Li Fan, who led everyone to use the terrain to snipe the base's terrorist reinforcements layer by layer, would retreat to the mountain to join them.

Several anti-Taliban alliance soldiers looked at Fengyinglou's actions with pale faces. They watched helplessly as the signal flares shot up into the sky. They hesitated and hesitated again and again. Life or death was at stake. Finally, someone cautiously asked: "What did you say at the beginning?"

, where is the cave tunnel?”

"There is no tunnel to escape from!"

Hearing Fengyinglou's frank answer, the surviving anti-Taliban alliance soldiers turned even paler. They had been deceived by Fengyinglou and the others so miserably, but they did not immediately raise their weapons subconsciously and beat Fengyinglou and Dragon King.

Use a sieve to express your anger.

Is it because we have fought side by side for so long that we have sincere respect for Feng Yinglou and Dragon King, two soldiers from a foreign country? Or is it because we are tired of fighting and killing, and have already vaguely understood earlier that they

Is he really a soldier?

Even these anti-Taliban alliance soldiers couldn't tell clearly what they were thinking. They just stood there stupidly, staring at Fengying Tower and Dragon King.

"It's not true. There is a way to survive."

Fengyinglou pointed to the left side of the mountain, "I just discovered that under the broken wall there, there is a sunken space big enough for all of you to hide in. As long as you stay inside quietly, no matter what happens outside, never come out.

Make a sound, let alone show up. Those base terrorists must all retreat before the snow stops, otherwise they will be bombed by the US Air Force. I think it will only take a few hours at most, and you will be truly safe."

After hearing Feng Yinglou's words, they ran over in person and confirmed that the space under the cliff indeed existed. The eyes of the anti-Taliban alliance soldiers brightened.

The first person to be sent down was, of course, Yang Liang, who was seriously injured and had lost his fighting strength. Before he was sent to the broken wall by several people, his expression changed, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and said,

He grabbed Fengyinglou's shirt tightly.

We all come from the same place, have the same vision, and even gradually have the same thoughts. Those anti-Taliban alliance soldiers did not pay attention, maybe they did not have the energy to pay attention anymore, but Yang Liang understood Fengyinglou's plan at a glance.

.He was seriously injured and could no longer speak. He could not even jump up and hug Fengyinglou. He grabbed Fengyinglou's clothes with all his strength. This was the last thing he could do.

Yang Liang clearly knew that if he let go at this time, maybe he would never see Fengying Tower again in his life, and never hear the brothers around him who were fighting together through life and death on the Afghan battlefield... If

No one is fighting head-on on the mountain peak to attract all the enemy's attention. No matter how secretive the space under the cliff is, how can it escape the search of hundreds of eyes full of hatred and eager for revenge?

By this time, they were already exhausted and out of ammunition. In their current state, how could they withstand the frenzied attack of hundreds of terrorists? What could they do to keep being embattled on all sides and running out of ammunition and food?

Under such circumstances, how could he miraculously kill someone alive?!

Yang Liang grasped Yang Liang with such force that Feng Yinglou did not dare to break free. He suddenly took a step forward and hugged Yang Liang's body tightly, which had begun to tremble due to excessive anxiety. At the same time, he

That voice as broad and steady as the earth gently reached Yang Liang's ears: "I'm sorry, it seems I can no longer fulfill my vow!"

Fengyinglou said a truth that is too real, too real, but often no one wants to hear it: "How can there be no death in a war?"

"Keep in mind my smile, keep in mind my eyes!"

Facing Yang Liang, Fengyinglou raised a smile so bright that it really looked like the sun tearing through the clouds, like the spring river thawing and reviving everything, "If twenty years later, you become the most severe person in the fifth special force,

The devil instructor who makes students tremble when they see you. When he was inspecting the new students who had just accepted the 'Soul Gate' test, he suddenly found a little carrot head and timidly smiled like this at you.

and eyes, please, be kind to him and pamper him."
To be continued...