bloom america

"There is a lyric that goes like this, 'Wash away my worries, wash away my pain'~ Now, Liszt, do you think sin can be washed away?"

Wang Shaotang looked at the camp in the distance with a telescope.

And Liszt can no longer stand this guy dressed in women's clothing.

"No matter what you want to do, you must listen to us! Listen, we are here to collect information. Although you are capable, you must listen to me!"

Liszt looked at Wang Shaotang with a stern face.

"Don't be so rigid~"

Wang Shaotang smiled.

"..."

Liszt said nothing.

"Yeah! It's Naoto! When he first came here, he was still a big boy, but now he has the temperament of a leader..."

Liszt looked into the distance and frowned.

"Khomeini is a great harm to us in the United States. Khomeini's coming to power will cause us to face many problems."

Liszt murmured.

"But, do you have any way to interfere with them?"

Wang Shaotang's words immediately made Liszt speechless.

Indeed, because Iran's situation is somewhat special, it is not that simple for ia to influence this country.

"When people judge the immoral behavior of others, when they are in a dirty room, their evaluation will be lower than the evaluation they give to the same behavior in a clean room... If people judge the same behavior in a dirty room...

When evaluating their own unethical behavior, their guilt will be reduced after wiping their hands with disinfectant; similarly, after washing their hands, they will be less likely to volunteer for social welfare activities to reduce their guilt.

Just imagining yourself as clean or dirty and smelly will affect your judgment of other people's behavior."

Wang Shaotang murmured: "So, washing hands is the best way to reduce sin..."

He suddenly turned his head: "Dear Mr. Liszt, do you like washing your hands? I don't like it. Because the feeling of being covered in blood... is really wonderful..."

"..."

This is what Liszt hates most about Wang Shaotang.

Because this guy is a little... twisted.

He did not answer because he did not intend to continue discussing this topic with Wang Shaotang. If the discussion continued, Liszt would definitely go berserk.

"What if I say that I have a way to make these guys in Iran busy?"

Wang Shaotang suddenly said something.

"What……?"

Liszt did not react, but at this time, Wang Shaotang smiled strangely, turned around and picked up the suitcase, and then assembled the sniper rifle inside.

"It's very simple. According to my intelligence, a group of Iraqi patrols will come over soon. We just need to let them discover the Red Army camp and take advantage of the situation to provoke conflicts between them." Wang Shaotang explained.

: "This is an opportunity. Don't miss it. It will never come back."

"..."

Liszt said nothing, but he seemed to think this proposal was a good one.

But none of them considered one problem: oil.

If these two countries fight, oil prices will definitely skyrocket. Whether this will be a good thing or a bad thing for the United States, no one can tell...

…

"...This is our future...This is our news!"

Songshan Au Yilang is spreading his thoughts to the people below.

To be precise, they were two white men. Because they sympathized with the Red Army, these two people traveled thousands of miles to North Africa and found Songshan Au Yilang.

One of them is named Victor Chen, a down-and-out young man, and the other is named Blair Wu, the son of a small businessman.

Although they are all Americans, they are all of mixed race, so they all use Chinese surnames.

Perhaps because of their Chinese ancestry, they are very curious about China and that kind of revolution.

And then they heard about the Red Army.

Especially the most famous North African Red Army.

The North African Red Army is a mercenary who dares to fight hard. Although there are only a few hundred in number, there is no doubt that these are the elite among the elite. If they are used as the most surprising force on the battlefield, they will be absolutely powerful!

Even, in order to distinguish the North African Red Army and the Arab Red Army, various Western countries have given the two organizations completely different names to show the difference between the two.

The son of a down-and-out family and a small businessman listened to Songshan Au Yilang's explanation with great interest.

The down-and-out man holds Das Kapital in his left hand and a red book in his right hand, while the son of a small businessman seems to be thinking about the future of the revolution.

"Alert! Iraqi patrols are approaching!"

At this time, the soldiers on guard outside discovered a problem.

They soon approached the Red Army.

The two sides took up arms and began a confrontation.

At this time, Songshan Au Yilang also looked over from a distance, but after seeing these Iraqi soldiers clearly, Songshan Au Yilang's face turned very ugly.

"There's a problem! There are at least five to six thousand people on the opposite side! Are they patrollers?!"

Songshan Au Yilang immediately discovered the problem.

The place chosen by Songshan Ao Yilang was very suitable. It was usually deserted and no troops passed by. It was possible to hide here for ten and a half months without being discovered.

But why did this happen at this time?

It's almost as if... the other party came to find them in person!

Soon, a shouter came from the opposite side, signaling that Songshan Aoyilang had been in the Middle East for so many years, and he could still understand these Latin words.

The other party demanded an inspection of the Red Army's garrison and asked them all to surrender.

Of course Songshan Ao Yilang quit. It was obvious that there was a problem on the other side. To tell them the truth at this time was something that only a fool would do.

Every word spoken by both parties to each other is false and condescending.

"We can only attack!"

Songshan Auichiro analyzed the current situation and then made such a decision.

"Bang!"

The sudden sound of gunfire echoed in the valley.

Gunshots!

Gunshots!

When Songshan Auichiro reacted, the person he was talking to had already fallen to the ground... and had been shot in the head!

"One shot?! So I'm still a marksman?!"

The bullet flew in the air for four seconds. It hit the target and hit the head!

Wang Shaotang immediately admired his marksmanship!

Although he knew it was a coincidence, this coincidence really made Wang Shaotang feel happy.

...Well, it’s so cool.

At this time, the Iraqi army also became commotion.

Soon, the first shot was fired against the Red Army...and then the conflict broke out.

"Happy cooperation ... Mr. Saddam ..."

Wang Shaotang took the gun, and he felt pretty good.

"伱 luck is so good ..."

Liszt shook his head next to him.

"So I said, I don't like washing my hands."

Wang Shaotang said again.

Nympho

On the other side, Songshan Koichiro was suddenly attacked by the opponent, and he almost caught off guard. I don't know where the bullets. The negotiated person was killed. At this time, the Intelligent Army was getting bigger and bigger.

The other party has 5,000 people!

Songshan Yoshiro immediately realized that this disadvantage could not be made up. The gap between the two sides was about ten times, and the gap between the number of people. The Red Army is extremely passive.

More importantly, there are artillery for attack on the opposite side, but the Red Army is only AK47 here!

"Withdraw!" Songshan Yoshiro immediately issued an order.

"Straight! Take Victor and Blair to leave! Hurry up! Now we will resist for a while, and then turn it to zero. I will let everyone go to the goal of our designated goals. After I break the interruption, I am straight, and the next job will submit it.

Give it! "

Songshan Yisura let straight people leave quickly.

"No! I can't go!"

Straight people are extremely excited.

"You must go! Revolutionary fires are on the body, 伱 must inherit the revolutionary fire species!"

This sentence is more useful than everything. Straight people are stunned.

"Also ... help me take care of the lingosuke ..."

After saying this, Songshan Koichiro took his own AK47, and then the bullet was loaded, and he rushed out ...

The melee is released.

Straight people took Victor and Blair, and then left here.

The entire Red Army turned into zero, and quickly broke away from the battle.

This is an indispensable situation. Unless the Red Army can take one or ten, it will be difficult for them to escape sooner or later.

Choosing to break through at this time is the best way.

The straight person took the two to the hills and Gobi quickly, and when he arrived before, he reserved the collection point.

Most of the rated teams were injured, and straight people's faces were irony.

"There are nearly a hundred people ..."

These are all revolutionary comrades!

The heart of straight people is dripping blood.

"Captain! Who saw the captain!"

After discovering that Songshan Koichiro was not in the team, the ominous hunch in the heart of straight people became more and more serious.

Soon, a injured little warrior was taken in front of straight people.

"Captain to cover our retreat ... have sacrificed!"

The whole temporary resident crow was silent, and everyone was stunned by the news.

Already ... sacrificed!

Although the bullets were not eye -catching on the battlefield, after the comrades around him left himself, who could stand this blow?

The straight person has been stunned.

But he quickly stabilized.

"Although the monarch! Although the captain has left us, the captain has already told us before. Even the sun has a day that falls, but tomorrow, the sun will still rise! We will gather now!

What is going on with this matter? I will be responsible for checking a water and falling out! "

Naito is a little prestigious, so that the team has soothed the team.

After that, the straight people looked at their escape, and he endured his tears.

"I am not upset!"

Naoren bending down the place where Songshan Yoshiro sacrificed, bent down ...

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Yamato Kyousuke... By the way, I originally thought of Sagara Sosuke...

Do you still remember the Hu Zou that Catherine used to be... No spoilers.

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