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It was another sunny day. Lin Yu happily drove the Santana out of Wucheng and finally parked the car at the foot of the Qilian Mountains. Looking at the endless mountains and the emerald green scenery on the mountains, Abu couldn't help but be fascinated, but soon, he turned his head and glanced at Lin Yu, and asked seriously:

"Just now you said that we have to climb over the mountain in front of us?"

After asking this question, Abu cast his eyes on the mountains in front of him. Unlike the bare mountains in Afghanistan, these mountains in front of him were covered with green vegetation. At a glance.

Gives people a sense of vitality, and looking at these green peaks, the whole person's mood and mind have become much more open.

But, to be honest, if he wants to climb over the mountain in front of him, he can't do it.

The mountains in Afghanistan are all bare. Standing on the mountain, you can see far away at a glance, and you can see the roads on these mountains, so that people will not get lost in the mountains.

It was with this that they were able to enter Kabul and become the rulers of Afghanistan. However, they never expected that after a few years, a group of people would return to the mountains and even split up now.

And these mountains in front of us, as long as you walk in, you will see dense vegetation all over your head, and you can't see the road at all. If you are not careful, you may encounter some beasts.

This...

I don't really want to go.

Seeing the hesitation on his face, Lin Yu stretched out his hand with a smile and gently patted Abu's shoulder:

"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to climb this mountain, but you and I are going to walk to our destination."

"And along the way, you will see the multi-ethnic status of our country and see how they usually get along. This will help you deal with the situation in Afghanistan."

"Of course, don't talk nonsense, it's easy to get beaten."

Looking at the endless mountains in front of him, Lin Yu couldn't help but open his arms and hug the mountains.

This is the great mountains of the motherland!

Qilian Mountains!

On this mountain, during the Qingming Festival, extremely delicious morels will grow!

In autumn, it will also contribute countless delicious fruits.

Today is September 16th. Yesterday, on the morning of the 15th, he arranged for people to send everyone out of the launch center.

Awad and others were sent to Jiucheng Airport after they were sent out of the launch center yesterday because they had too much work.

And Abu in front of him was left alone because he wanted to learn more in-depth content.

Then, Lin Yu took 4 people from the security department and 3 people from Abu, set out from Jiucheng, and finally came to the end of the Qilian Mountains, Wucheng.

Hearing that they had to walk to the destination and see the living conditions of multiple ethnic groups on the road, Abu straightened his chest, patted it hard, and said in high spirits:

"Then I have to see it well, but you tell me the destination we are going to first, and I can chat with other people on the way when I meet them."

"Simple!" Lin Yu also patted his chest, and then took out a map from his backpack generously, first pointed to his current location on the map, and then pointed to the destination.

That is the area marked as desert on the map!

In their southeast direction.

The straight-line distance between the two is 500 kilometers!

And then taking into account the road to be walked, it is about...

More than 700 kilometers, and on the map, there is no road for a large part of this road. According to the records on the mark, this section of the road is all goat paths, and you have to rely on your legs.

Recalling his feat of leading people from central and southern Afghanistan, crossing thousands of miles to the western region, Abu waved his hand, put the map into his backpack, picked up the crutches beside the car, and shouted in high spirits: "Let's go!"

Watching him take a step, the two followers who had been following him immediately followed.

The three of them carried their bags and slowly moved towards the Yellow River in the southeast direction in the morning sun.

Next to the Santana, Lin Yu grabbed a backpack and put it on his back, took the map with him, and then whispered to the security officer next to him:

"Drive to the town ahead and buy some supplies for camping at night."

"Okay." The security officer nodded and stepped on the accelerator. Then the Santana spewed black smoke and moved along the national highway. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from sight.

Lin Yu carried a backpack and quickly followed Abu.

Because the road under his feet was a main road, there were many cars coming and going, and there were also many kind people.

Seeing them walking on the road with backpacks on their backs, passing cars would subconsciously stop, wave, and ask if they wanted a ride.

Whenever a car stopped to ask, Lin Yu would naturally take out a cigarette from his pocket, hand over one, and respond with a smile:

This is the old imam training himself!

Hearing the word "exercise", the people passing by would subconsciously look at Abu, and after noticing his age, they all gave him a thumbs up.

The thumbs up gesture is universal in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad. Although Abu didn't quite understand what the drivers said, he still gave them a thumbs up with a smile on his face, nodding and smiling, and gesturing.

The people on both sides began to greet each other in this language barrier.

Because of his smile, Abu also gained the kindness of these drivers.

They bought biscuits, candies, water, and wine when they drove long distances.

Looking at the bottles of wine, Abu didn't know whether he should take it or not, but looking at those smiling faces, he still reached out to take the bottle and silently put it into his backpack.

In this way, the four people started walking at 9 o'clock in the morning and walked until 12 o'clock in the afternoon. When it was time for lunch, they had only walked 20 kilometers.

Taking out the candies given by the drivers, as well as the water and naan bought in the morning, the four people had a meal on the roadside.

After eating, Lin Yu took out the cloth belt from his backpack and started to tie his leggings.

Looking at his strange movements, Abu leaned over with interest and looked at him without saying a word.

A few minutes later, Lin Yu finished tying the leggings, moved around for a while, and asked, "Do you want to try it?"

"What is this?"

Gently patting the unique leggings, Lin Yu explained, "Legging, long-distance march, can relieve muscle soreness, and at the same time, it can also prevent snakes, insects, rats and ants from biting the legs."

The leggings used by Lin Yu were a long white cloth bought casually in the wine city. This white cloth bulged around the legs and wrapped the calves tightly, looking like a mallet.

At this moment, hearing that this thing can relieve muscle soreness, Abu expressed great doubt in his heart.

He shook his head gently, indicating that he didn't need this thing.

He didn't need it, and Lin Yu didn't say anything more. He drank another sip of water, hung up the kettle, stood up, patted his butt, and walked along the road in the southeast direction without saying a word.

It's just that his speed is relatively fast, so fast that Abu and others doubt their lives.

In the morning, a few people walked 20 kilometers. Less than an hour after dinner, a group of people walked 8 kilometers under the fast leadership of Lin Yu.

This sudden burst of speed also made Abu and others complain. After running for a few kilometers, Abu stopped Lin Yu and said:

"No one walks like you. It's too fast. I even doubt that it's useless for you to walk so fast."

"Of course it's useful!" He replied casually. Seeing that these people were a little tired, Lin Yu found a suitable place on the side of the road to sit down, gently pounded his legs, and explained softly:

"A team can maintain a certain battle formation after a 50-kilometer forced march within the specified time. This is an elite team."

"Especially for people like you, fighting guerrilla warfare in the mountains and ambushing others, you often have to rely on your legs."

"If you can ensure fast marching and maintain combat effectiveness after fast marching, then your victory is just around the corner."

After listening to these encouraging words and thinking carefully for a long time, Abu shook his head and said:

"Mr. Lin, I understand your encouragement."

"But no army can maintain sufficient combat effectiveness after a 50-kilometer rapid march. We can't do it, and the Americans can't do it either."

He After saying this affirmative word, he found that the young man in front of him had a playful smile on his face. Just as he was about to ask, the other side spoke:

"America can't do it, but someone in the country under your feet once did it."

"At night, in the battle with America, they marched 145 miles in 14 hours. Calculated in kilometers, it is 72.5 kilometers, and it is not the 72.5 kilometers of roads like we walked, but 72.5 kilometers of mountainous areas."

"There may be cliffs around, mountains in front, and firepower points of America."

"And there is such a group of people who marched 72.5 kilometers in 14 hours."

"After such a difficult march, they finally stopped the retreating UN forces at the target point, and then beat up these grandsons."

"If you want relevant information, I can give you a copy."

Hearing the calm words, Abu subconsciously looked at Lin Yu's face. At this glance, he found that the face of the young man in front of him was so calm, without too much surprise.

It seemed that such a thing was too common for them.

He slowly squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil from the ground. The sandy soil lacking moisture was relatively loose. He gently squeezed it in his hand and it turned into a handful of powder.

When the wind blew away the powder in his hand, Abu's eyes gradually became firm. He picked up the backpack on the ground again, leaned on his crutches, took steps, and headed southwest.

At six or seven in the afternoon, they finally arrived at the town on the map. When Abu walked into this town located between the valleys, he felt like he was back home.

Because there are not many high-rise buildings in this town.

After finding a halal noodle restaurant and eating, Lin Yu happily took a few people to stroll around the town.

Among the not-so-tall buildings, Abu saw a familiar building, the mosque.

He walked into the temple with curiosity, but found that the layout inside was not much different from the mosques he often saw.

And opposite the mosque, he saw another building.

A Buddhist temple.

As if to avoid suspicion, the gates of the two buildings were staggered a few meters apart and did not confront each other.

Seeing this, Abu's face couldn't help but jump. He slowly turned his head and looked at Lin Yu and asked:

"Don't they fight?"

"I don't know!" Lin Yu shook his head gently, then raised his right hand, separated his index finger and middle finger, and pointed at the two buildings respectively:

"You have to ask them."

There was a bit of teasing in Lin Yu's words.

After all, it is quite rare to see such a scene of two religious buildings placed together.

When Abu heard this, he was a little moved, but thinking of his current identity, he shook his head gently and denied this idea.

He just stood outside the mosque, made a few prayer gestures to the temple, recited a few scriptures, then turned around and continued to wander around this town.

After walking for a day, he was very tired and slept soundly.

It was early the next morning that this strong old man almost didn't get up.

Looking at the person lying on the bed, Lin Yu folded his hands in front of his chest and asked with a smile:

"You traveled from central and southern Afghanistan to Herat, which is at least a few hundred kilometers, and it only took you a few days."

"Why do you feel like dying when you walk dozens of kilometers now?"

On the bed, Abu kept hitting his thigh with his hands and sighed:

"Our transfer is different from your walking. We have believers and people along the way."

"They have cars, which can help us transport people and eliminate some traces."

"We just need to take their car, walk from the end of this valley, then go over the mountain, contact the people on the other side, and then continue to move forward by car."

"Without a car, we will also walk, but not as fast as you."

"Otherwise, do you think we can walk 100 kilometers a day?"

After listening to his explanation, Lin Yu turned his head to look at the two followers next to him.

Because the two of them talked in English, and the two followers could also understand English.

So, when Lin Yu cast his eyes over, the two followers nodded at the same time, confirming Abu's statement.

After getting confirmation, Lin Yu scratched his face awkwardly.

This is a misunderstanding!

When he heard the news of the internal split of the Taliban in Afghanistan, he was guessing where these people would go.

And this guy, Soniya, kept bragging in front of him, bragging about the tactical change of these people in order to make Abu look more valuable.

Now it's a misunderstanding.

Rubbing his face with his right hand, Lin Yu picked up the phone and called the few people in the security department guarding outside the hotel, asking them to prepare the car.

Since Abu is not as strong as imagined, instead of wasting time here, it is better to take him directly to the destination, let him get what he wants, and then go back quickly, back to Afghanistan.

To rebuild their own country.

After lunch, two Santana sedans set out from the small town, along the national highway, all the way to the southeast, and finally turned at the next town.

Passing through the arid and uninhabited area, heading east all the way.