Chapter 1572 The world's trend

Outside the adobe house, there were four or five secret whistles, dressed as idle villagers walking back and forth, observing the scenery.

In the adobe house, walking along the secret passage for nearly a hundred meters, it is a space with good ventilation and lighting.

Here is an underground chemical preparation factory.

Erin, the American woman who survived a gunfight in the hospital, is undergoing treatment.

The inner space of the mountain belly is artificially separated into many relatively independent and closed small spaces.

Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.

Here, nerve agents can be made, drugs can be extracted, simple medical treatment can be performed, and so on.

Here, there is a team of about fifty people living.

It's hard to classify them.

They can be jihadists from a certain Slamic State, Balochistan army, "Northern Alliance" guerrillas, or straitors from local warlords.

In short, their faces have many, depending on the situation.

In Afghanistan, there are about dozens of teams like them.

The number of people varies, the scope of activities varies, and the target of attacks varies. Everything is subject to the above command.

Their vehicles were hidden in the mountains, hidden by trees, and were guarded by special people.

Their food is also transported by special people.

However, with the rapid counterattack of the "students", their lives became more and more difficult.

Especially when facing the cold winter, the lack of materials and the vigorous search of "students" have made their sense of crisis increasingly severe.

Even if the "students" no longer search the mountains, the food and supplies they need are not a small amount, so where should they come from?

What made them even more anxious was that the money was almost gone.

If you go into the city and grab it, even once, this stronghold will probably be destroyed.

If you want to find the next stronghold, the difficulty will double.

They were waiting for their master to send dog food, but unfortunately... After the master evacuated from Afghanistan, the food route was cut off.

Erin is one of the contacts sent by the master.

But I didn't expect to be ambushed on the way to Kandahar.

Who did it, I still don't know.

Erin and her group worked hard to bring the nerve agent concentrate and the operating manual in Afghanistan, and lost it.

The chemical preparation factory guarded and operated by this team is the largest base in southern Afghanistan.

If the nerve agent arrives smoothly, it can be diluted, dispensed and transported to certain areas in southern Afghanistan.

They can use it themselves to create trouble.

It can also be resold to veterans from Pakistan.

After all, "students" also have branches in Pakistan, and they are more radical and fierce.

Or, there are also groups of crazy buyers in Balochia.

In addition to nerve agents, which kill the whole family, they also produce high-purity drugs.

There are more paths to output this.

It goes south, needless to say.

Going west, it is a close neighbor of China.

In the eyes of these people, China is an extremely important market.

Even though the Chinese government's official crackdown on drugs is unprecedentedly strong, they will still try their best to import "new goods" into China's inland to earn money full of blood.

...

"Chinese...they are Chinese, I'm sure!"

Erin, who had just rebanded it, squinted her eyes and said, "The box must be in their hands."

A man from Afghanistan was sitting next to the bed, looking at him.

However, Omar is somewhat similar to the founder of "Student".

"Razav, you must take back the things!"

Erin said, "I took such a big risk and couldn't just end it."

Those two boxes of nerve agent concentrate solution are one of the means by which the team continues to create terror.

To create terror, you can put pressure on the "student" authorities.

If you can put pressure on, you can get something that does not belong to them.

For example...channel.

This country, known as the "Empire Cemetery", a country where the US military has just withdrawn, and a country with an extremely important geographical location, has many horrifying things that have happened.

Those in it cannot see through it.

Only by withdrawing the perspective from the event itself and standing on a higher floor can you see some of your appearance.

The Lighthouse Kingdom has withdrew.

But the group of dogs it raised is still moving in this country, fighting for benefits and putting pressure on their masters.

This team hiding in the belly of the mountain is one of them.

Dogs need dog food.

However, the departure of Lighthouse Country caused the dog food passage to be cut off instantly.

If you want to continue to maintain daily supply, there are, and there are only two ways.

The first article is to go south to Pakistan and obtain supplies from the Ababa border to survive this difficult winter.

However, this road has been broken.

In fact, it could have been preserved.

Unfortunately, in the summer of the first year, an attack on ordinary people occurred in Pakistan, directly blowing the car into the river, causing casualties.

This incident directly ignited the anger of a certain country.

On more secret levels, thunder means follow one after another.

Under strong pressure, the southbound passage... was broken.

Article 2: Northward Passage - the motherland of the combat nation.

As long as this bear is proud and allows materials to enter Afghanistan through it and its traditional sphere of influence, it can be in the hands of these dogs and help them survive the winter.

Unfortunately... the hairy bear is not easy to mess with now. It is competing with the dog owner and biting it.

Both passages were blocked.

Going westward, Iran is in front of me, and there is no possibility.

east?

A foolish dream.

So, the dog became anxious.

Without dog food, you will starve to death, and you will not even have the strength to jump over the wall.

The dog owner was anxious too.

Over the years, I have worked hard to raise so many dogs and bite people everywhere, with remarkable achievements.

If you starve to death like this, you will suffer a huge loss.

So, on one hand, the dog owner is fighting and fighting against opponents of the same level.

On one hand, the dogs are trying to save themselves.

Make some sounds and do something, let the "students" feel the pressure, throw themselves into a mouse and avoid being afraid of it, and at the same time echo the dog owner's actions.

This is the background.

No matter how big a chess game is, when it is on the chessboard, it is always composed of small things.

The Erin team escorted the poison concentrate solution, which was one of the trivial things.

Wang Hui and Liu Dan, with the idea of ​​saving people, were so ignorant and unconscious that they were involved in the game between major powers.

"I got it, I've sent someone to find clues!"

Team leader Razaff nodded coldly, "Damn Chinese!"

"Who attacked you?"

Razaff asked again.

"Don't know... they don't seem to be able to show up publicly, so they didn't get close."

Erin couldn't figure it out.

A soldier hurried over and handed Razaff a note.

"Chinese, handed the box to Kandahar."

Razaff was so angry that he crumpled the notes into a ball and threw them on the ground, "Damn Chinese, they must pay the price!"
Chapter completed!