In the afternoon of five days later, Su Mian and Wu Mengmeng set foot on the territory of Pakistan. They also carried a large number of medical equipment and drugs presented by the General Hospital of the military region.
The sergeant who greeted them was Kahn, 22, with a slight beard, full cheeks, deep eyes and a smile showing white teeth.
As soon as the young man smiles, he has his own affinity and feels more cordial.
"Welcome to Pakistan, I'm Kahn Bhutto," Kahn said.
"Hello, Su Mian."
Su Mian shook hands with him and loosened it three seconds later. Kahn's palm and tiger mouth had thin cocoons, which were caused by holding a gun all year round.
"I'm Wu Mengmeng!" Wu Mengmeng smiled and said an awkward local dialect, turned a pair of Meng Meng's big eyes and stared at Strauss Kahn. "Do people look as handsome as you?"
There was an unnatural flash on Strauss Kahn's face, and he smiled shyly.
Su Mian hurriedly pulled Wu Mengmeng back to her side and whispered a warning, "before coming out, Xu fox asked me to stare at you. Pay attention to your words."
Wu Mengmeng immediately stopped, spit out his tongue and whispered, "the general is outside, and the military order is not accepted!"
"Yes, you can. I'll tell head Xu later."
Su Mian ignored Wu Mengmeng and asked Strauss Kahn in English, "when shall we act?"
"I'm seriously ill. I'll leave early tomorrow morning. This way, please. I'll take you to put down your luggage first and tell you some precautions before starting."
"Good!"
Su Mian and Wu Mengmeng follow Strauss Kahn.
Pakistan's tribes have a high degree of autonomy and independent management, and the government has no right to interfere with them. Moreover, each tribe has its own armed organization, which is held by adult men within the tribe.
The Pushi tribe they are going to have had armed conflicts with the government many times before.
This time his condition was so serious that he had to ask the government to send a medical team.
Tira Valley is located in the north of Pakistan. There are dozens of small tribes here, of which Pushi tribe is the most prominent.
"Don't walk around. The north of the valley is a restricted area. Remember, don't go here," Kahn told him, pointing to the map.
Su Mian nodded, but she was wondering what the secret was.
Kavin then handed Su Mian and Wu Mengmeng a rifle, "can you fight? No, don't walk around. All the men in the tribe are fully armed. If you don't pay attention, you may wipe the gun and go off."
Su Mian and Wu Mengmeng are helping Pakistan as doctors. Kahn asked. He meant nothing else.
"I can play some."
Su Mian smiled and looked at the rifle. It's very old-fashioned. Su Mian remembers that when she was a recruit in her previous life, she took more advanced than this.
Wu Mengmeng looked curious. He just wanted to try. Su Mian held him down. "Let Kahn show us later. Our hands are used to hold the scalpel."
Wu Mengmeng smiled. Wei Zhenhui told them not to expose their identity as special forces unless they had to.
"OK, I'll wait for Kahn to teach me."
Kahn smiled, warm big boy image, "two, please outside, I'll teach you now."
China is Pakistan's "iron buddy!"
Kahn was enthusiastic and sincere, carefully told them to shoot, and marveled at their understanding.
Even though Su Mian and Wu Mengmeng converged a lot, Strauss Kahn was stunned by the achievement of eight rings and nine rings in a dozen.
"China is strong and the women soldiers are very powerful!" Kahn thumbed up and said excitedly in Chinese.
Wu Mengmeng holds a gun and smiles like a flower maniac. If he sees Su Mian's real ability, he can't kneel down for Su Mian!