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Sure enough, after an hour, the people around Ali invited them out. When Lei just walked out of the tent, he saw the boy he saw last night again. The little boy urinated on the ground, squatted on the ground and used the liquid Playing with the sand, a man wearing a black turban squatted next to the boy and said something, the little boy threw sand on the man's face, the man rubbed his face, and angrily poked the boy's temple with the muzzle of his rifle Stoke, laughed and stood up, the boy picked up the pistol beside him and stood up, and pulled the trigger on the man's back.

For a moment, Lei Gang had an urge to rush over to stop it.

The next second, the boy's trigger clicked, but no bullet was fired.

Lei Gang raised his throat and his heart suddenly fell. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Zhang Zhang looking at him with strange eyes.

Zhang Zhang put his hands on his shoulders to support his weak body, hooked his slender fingers on his chin, moved a little provocatively like stroking new stubble, "That child is called Soko, Soko Mohammad."

Lei Gang tilted his head, avoiding Zhang Zhang's fingers, and looked over lightly.

Zhang Zhang narrowed his eyes with a smile, but he accepted it as soon as he saw it, "They won't give bullets to children, it's too dangerous."

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"But, do you think he's going to kill that man?"

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"If there is a bullet, that child will definitely kill the other party." Zhang Zhang said affirmatively.

"At this age, I don't know what death is."

As soon as Lei Gang opened his mouth, Zhang Zhang raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, his eyes fell on Lei Gang's face, and he shook his head, "They understand that in this place, a 6-year-old child is enough to know a lot of things. There is a lack of water here." Zhang Zhang Zhang looked around, and his eyes fell on the faces of people passing by one after another. His body was not strong enough to support him to walk too fast, so he was able to make this kind of observation behavior very well, "lack of food, lack of medical supplies, lack of Women, little Soko and his playmates of the same age are all playing with real guns and watching their uncles kill and torture them. The adults in the organization confirmed that only by doing so can these boys become Predators of the desert."

Lei Gang was silent again. He had never tried to understand the anti-government armed forces, how such an organization was formed inside, but the facts proved that in such a living environment, deformity is inevitable.

They walked all the way to the center of the organization, a mountain about 300 meters high. Just when Lei Gang thought he would definitely go in, the person who led the way opened the curtain of a tent.

There is a bed, two wooden benches and a table inside, the light is dim, and the living environment is simple. Lei Gang is not even sure how long the bed sheet with strange colors such as yellow, brown, and black has not been washed. But the bed was surprisingly big.

The person who led the way said something, Zhang Zhang nodded and looked at Lei Gang, "You stay here, I need to go to the cave."

Lei Gang frowned, then nodded, and walked into the tent silently.

Zhang Zhang yelled at his back, "Baby, don't fall asleep, wait for me to come back."

Lei Gang paused slightly, then walked in at a faster speed.

When Zhang Zhang saw Ali again, the atmosphere became much more relaxed. The other party showed a bold smile when he first came to the base. Obviously, no other arms dealer could deliver [-] million worth of arms within three days, but the facts proved that he guessed Wrong, but Ali no longer needs weapons urgently.

Ali told him that the government base they wanted to attack was attacked by unknown forces last night and suffered heavy losses.

Zhang Zhang sat lazily on the sofa, squinted at him, and shook the wine glass in his hand, "Attacking government bases? Isn't this your job?"

Ali laughed loudly, in a good mood, "I'm trying to find the other party, maybe we can cooperate."

Zhang Zhang sneered and took a sip of his wine, "What about my business? Do you have any clues?"

"Investigating." Ali said frankly, "Recently, due to the issue of Iran's nuclear weapons, many foreigners have appeared in this country, and intelligence personnel and small groups of troops are everywhere." Ali looked deeply at Zhang Zhang, intending to find out what , and then said slowly, "In order to thank you for your generosity, I will arrange more people."

Zhang Zhang frowned, with an unhappy face, but in the end he didn't say anything, and turned to talk about business.

After that, Zhang Zhang used the radio in the base to make a call to the Philippines and set a new output.

The Philippines, known as the "Pearl of the Western Pacific", has another not-so-good nickname-"Asian black gun base".Zhang Zhang does own a not-so-small arsenal there, in which there are some agents of the National Security Bureau and a large number of local Filipinos, and this arsenal is only one of Zhang Zhang’s names. He also has two in China, and One in the United States, and the arsenal in the United States even applied for a license, but it was a pity that it ended up in Waterloo because of non-local forces.

Under the arrangement of the National Security Bureau, Zhang Zhang is an arms dealer with a solid background and a combination of manufacturing and sales. This is also the capital that he can bargain with the other party and stand on the same height.

After having lunch in a harmonious atmosphere with Ali and his confidants, Zhang Zhang went out again supporting his sick body. He walked down the steep and crude mountain road all the way, only feeling his vision blurry for a while.

He stroked his waist and smiled bitterly. After all, it was too reluctant. The doctor only treated the wound and gave him some anti-inflammatory drugs. Such a simple treatment hanged his life, but the large amount of blood that was missing in his body would take longer. time to recover.

The young man who sent him away supported him. Zhang Zhang turned his head and smiled friendly. To be honest, he doesn’t hate these terrorists. Maybe their ideas are extremely violent, but they are only aimed at outsiders. The Baluchi people in the desert have a bold and honest character to their own people.

The young guy sent him to the door of the tent and left. Zhang Zhang saw Lei Gang on the bed of the tent. Lei Gang woke up vigilantly under his own gaze, with those dark and deep eyes again.

Zhang Zhang stared at Lei Gang's profound facial features and sat on the edge of the bed, and lay down slowly. Hearing the rubbing sound of moving his body over there, he had gone away before he could feel the body temperature.

He thought of the man he had been with the longest, a passionate Italian guy with a face similar to Lei Gang.

Yes, similar to Lei Gang.

It wasn't until he saw Lei Gang that Zhang Zhang confirmed that the man he should like was like this, with deep facial features, dark and deep eyes, and a trace of Western blood in his oriental blood, revealing a kind of restrained feeling all over his body. Like a big tree growing towards the sun, it is silent and never bends.

Zhang Zhang lay on his side on the bed, feeling a little absent-minded for a while.

"Your complexion is very bad." Lei Gang said, his hoarse voice was like sand flowing from his fingers, leaving a smooth aftertaste of numbness.

"I can't die." Zhang Zhang laughed, took the opportunity to turn over, but just pressed on the wound, only to turn back sadly, "Why don't you sleep on my side?"

Lei Gang didn't speak, Zhang Zhang sensed him getting up, so he hurriedly moved back to make room for him before Lei Gang came over, but Lei Gang just sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him, " Where can I find food?"

Zhang Zhang blinked, "You can ask them for it directly, and take mine with you."

Lei Gang looked at the corner of his mouth, nodded, and walked out.

Zhang Zhang hastily raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his mouth, it was very clean, remember to wipe his mouth.

Lei Gang had been out for a long time, and Zhang Zhang's mental strength was exhausted. His body was already extremely weak, and he fell asleep in a drowsy state.

When he woke up again, he was awakened by Lei Gang. Zhang Zhang glanced at him in a daze, then closed his eyes again, but Lei Gang held his shoulders and hugged him. Zhang Zhang woke up instantly. In the end, he was only hugged to sit up, and then a bowl of millet porridge was handed over.

The food in Iran is mainly rice and bread. The meat is chicken, sheep, and cattle. Rice is not difficult to obtain, but porridge is rarely eaten. There is a lack of water in the base, and porridge is not enough to eat.

Zhang Zhang took the rice porridge and stirred the green leaves inside, not sure if it was made by the women at the base or Lei Gang.

Lei Gang finished the remaining rice porridge in a few gulps, and glanced at him, as if asking, do you want to eat?

"Eat!" Zhang Zhang subconsciously said hastily, but in fact he was really not hungry. After suffering such a serious injury, he ate another large bowl of stewed beef. The lack of gastric motility caused some slight nausea. The vegetable leaf in the bowl thought for two seconds, then handed the bowl out, "Feed me?"

Lei Gang silently took the pottery bowl, scooped a spoonful, and stuffed it into his mouth. Zhang Zhang froze for a moment, opened his mouth hastily, and watched Lei Gang swallow the liquid food in his mouth with a smile. Under his blatant gaze, Lei Gang's lips were pursed tighter and tighter, and his eyes covered by thick long eyelashes showed a cold luster.

After eating a bowl of porridge without knowing it, Zhang Zhang smashed it and smiled, "It's so sweet~ Did you add sugar?"

Lei Gang glanced at him lightly, then turned around to clean up the dishes.

Looking at the stooped Lei Gang, the smooth texture of his broad back restrained by the black vest, and his healthy bronze skin, Zhang Zhang silently took out a cigarette and lit it for himself, took two puffs on purpose, the tip of his tongue was He licked the cigarette holder twice, then handed it to Lei Gang, "Hey."

Lei Gang glanced at him, took the cigarette silently, and bit it on his lips.

Zhang Zhang narrowed his eyes, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and lit another one for himself.

Lei just took the pots and bowls out of the tent and didn't come back.

Zhang Zhang smoked halfway, thought for a while, bit his cigarette, got up and walked outside.

The sun was shining outside, and it was lunch break time, and there were far fewer people. The scorching air seemed to be able to see the traces of volatilization, distorting the vision.

Lei Gang was standing not far away, his injured leg was bent, his toes touched the ground, his body was slightly tilted, holding on to the rope of the tent with one hand, smoking silently, Zhang Zhang was not sure if he was looking at the terrain, after all, as a For a soldier who is on a mission, a detailed grasp of the terrain is the top priority.

In fact, think about it, this person is quite courageous, the sudden change of mission, the unfamiliar mission mode, going deep into the enemy camp, assisting a person he didn't know before, and his performance is not bad, at least as a For soldiers.

Zhang Zhang took a breath and wanted to find a place to lean against, but in the end he could only imitate Lei Gang's movements and hold the edge of the tent with one hand.

He remembered that the training subjects of special forces also seemed to have the item of camouflage and penetration. He wondered what kind of role such a person lacking facial expressions could play?

Zhang Zhang looked around Lei Gang several times, casual clothes?Well, college students probably don't look like it, but trendy men should be fine.Suit?White collar?The skin is a bit darker, but bronze is popular among men nowadays, barely enough, uniform?Zhang Zhang's head began to flash through Lei Gang wearing a doctor's white robe, factory uniform, army dark green uniform, and finally a black beret, loose camouflage pants, high-top boots, and tight-fitting clothes appeared. Lei Gang in the black vest, straight as a bamboo, wild as a beast, kneaded together just right.

The picture in his mind overlapped with the man in front of him, Zhang Zhang couldn't help whistling, he was still the most handsome like this.

Lei Gang looked over here, and Zhang Zhang beckoned to him. When someone approached, Zhang Zhang said, "You don't want your legs, do you? Running outside on a hot day, you don't think your skin is dark enough?" After finishing speaking, Zhang Zhang raised his hand and touched Lei Gang's arm. The skin was almost hot, and there was still a feeling of hard and swollen muscles under the skin.

Zhang Zhang really wanted to whistle again, how does this man look like?So captivating from head to toe.

I really fucking want to press this man onto the bed and touch him inch by inch.