After I Crossed, I Became A King, and My Uncle Wanted to Rebel

Asia.

In a country known as the graveyard of empires.

All around is loess, and at first glance, there is no life, only withered and yellow weeds and trees, as well as sand everywhere.

On a barren hill, a large number of armed men wearing scarves and holding AK47s were sitting on the ground talking about things, and some of them were cooking food.

In the middle of the hill, there is a cave. Compared with the bottom of the mountain, it is more heavily guarded. Not only does it have AK47-, but also several machine guns.

Hot summer, baking - the earth.

At this time.

At the foot of the mountain, a group of people came.

Several armed with weapons, escorting a man, are slowly walking up the mountain.

"Hamza, why are you here, aren't you in Farmer City?"

A militant holding an AK47 and wearing a scarf stood up and shouted.

"Hey, do you have any water, brother? I'm dying of thirst.

"Here!!"

A sheepskin water bag was dropped, Hamza quickly picked it up, opened the mouth of the bag, raised his head and started drinking.

"Hoo~ It's so cool."

After taking a few sips, Hamza threw it to the two companions behind him. The latter opened his cracked lips and drank quickly.

"Don't finish drinking, save him some. 35

Hamza pointed to the "captives" they were escorting.

And this prisoner, after taking the water bag, didn't care about his identity, he opened the mouth of the sheepskin water bag and took a few sips.

In an instant, the throat that was about to smoke was relieved by the moisturizing of the water.

"thanks!

Hamza didn't speak, just took the sheepskin water bag and handed it back: "Brother, thank you. 55

"By the way, is the leader here?

"inside!"

Hamza nodded and turned to face the two companions behind him, "You take him down first, remember not to let him run away.

"Yes!

After giving the order, Hamza slowly continued to walk towards the cave on the mountain.

Along the way, many people greeted him.

Soon, Hamza came to the cave.

After a briefing, he was taken in.

Here Mousavi is also looking around, assessing the success of the negotiation.

It just didn't make a good impression on him.

poverty.

too poor.

Unexpectedly, this famous JD organization looks like this, living in a desolate mountain.

No wonder, this place, who would have thought that a group of armed terrorists are hiding here.

At this time.

Mousavi saw Hamza walking down the mountain and slowly stood up.

Waiting quietly for each other.

Hamza walked down, looked at him tightly, and said coldly: "Our leader wants to see you, you'd better not play tricks, otherwise, hum... let you have good fruit to eat.

Mousavi shrugged, not paying attention to his threat, but slowly walked towards the cave on the mountain.

When they came to the outside of the cave, two armed men stepped forward to check and determined that there was no problem, and then retreated to the side. When the others saw this, they put away their guns and moved out of the way.

Hamza turned sideways, "Please. 35

Taking a look at the cave, Mousavi was calm and calm, without the slightest panic and fear, and walked in slowly.

After passing through the dark cave and walking into the passage that looked like four or five meters, I came to an open space with an area of ​​about one hundred square meters. Obviously, this is a cave with heaven and earth inside.

There is a fire burning in the center of the cave.

There were three people looking at him, one sitting, two standing, all looking at him closely, Mousavi did not show weakness, his eyes were also looking at the three, and finally stopped on the bearded man in the middle. down.

"Listen to Hamza, can you provide a lot of weapons and ammunition?

A man with a full beard and a white scarf on his head said.

"good.""

Mousavi nodded slightly.

The bearded man heard the words without any expression, just waved his hand.

The two men standing beside him stepped forward and pressed Mousavi's shoulders.

"What do you want to do!"

Mousavi struggled.

"Hmph, the lackey of the government army, do you think you can hide it from me?"

The bearded man snorted coldly, with a murderous look in his eyes.

When Mousavi heard it, he immediately understood what was going on. The other party regarded him as a government army.

Struggling, he shouted at the bearded man: "You are wrong, I am not from the government army, I am really here to help you and help you win the holy war.

Perhaps it was the word jihad or he felt that Mousavi was not a threat, and the beard waved his hand to let go.

huh~~

Mousavi breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the sandy ground, kicking the air.

0.. ask for flowers...

"Tell me, how are you going to help me.

The bearded man, holding a dagger in his hand and a piece of cut mutton in the other hand, just cut a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, looking at him coldly from time to time.

"Don't you hate bald eagles? Me too. Although you attacked the bald eagle's World Trade Center last time, you did not make the bald eagle repent, but intensified, attacking our camel brothers, and countless camel brothers died in the bald eagle's artillery fire. among."5

Mousavi was very sensational, and his words were even more resentful and angry.

"If you want to completely disrupt the Bald Eagle, I think you should perform a beheading mission, directly attack the Black Palace, control the President, and let him order the withdrawal from the world of Anabo..."

Beard was not easily fooled, but looked at him with a frown, "It's very easy to say, how is it possible to attack the Black Palace? Where is the guard, even if we can sneak in the bald eagle, there is no weapons and ammunition to capture the Black Palace.

"You don't have to worry about the weapons and ammunition, I will help you here, you just need to let your people arrive at the bald eagle. 99

Mousavi looked confident.

"Who are you? Who are you behind that? 39

Beard became more and more interested in his identity.

"My name is Mousavi, a believer of Allah. 39

Mousavi said softly, with a hint of a smile, "No matter who I represent, Your Excellency only needs to know that I and you are in the same camp, we are all oppressed by the bald eagle, we all hate the bald eagle, and I hope the bald eagle can Collapse sooner. The rest is not important, do you think?"

Beard gave him a deep look and nodded slowly, "You're right, these are not important..."

"Come, my friend, and try the lamb I just roasted."

"thanks!"

Mousavi thanked him without being polite, and reached out to take it.

Relaxed atmosphere.

Then, the two talked in detail.

Fortunately, the CIA intelligence personnel of the Bald Eagle were not here, otherwise they would definitely be excited, shouting excitedly, their anti-terrorist leader, the target is here.

pity.

They don't know that the most famous terrorist in the world is hiding in this wilderness hill cave.