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Chapter 122 Clues

Even if a weak tribe flies a helicopter over their heads, they will only hide in a dilapidated house and tremble. But those powerful tribes who are anti-Soviet, anti-British, and anti-American, and who dare to open fire on the helicopter whenever they see who they oppose.

A bunch of people sitting in a helicopter may seem very comfortable, but in fact they are just a moving target. Sometimes they have to give up the helicopter and choose ground combat.

In the hail of bullets, even if her strength is suppressed, Daisy's high attributes cannot be ignored. Unlike those agents who like pistols, she can use any weapon.

She was often able to suppress a large group of enemies by herself, and the leadership of this team automatically passed into her hands, although nominally it was Colonel Roddy who made the decision.

One and a half months after entering Afghanistan, the initial curiosity was gone. There were more than ten battles at the small station. The locals did not talk to them at all. They just raised their guns and they could only fight back.

With her commanding skills and outstanding personal abilities, not to mention the few agents directly under her, even these US troops now express their admiration for her.

Fifty men set out for a month and a half. They killed many local armed forces. They only had four minor injuries and no one was killed. But similarly, Stark's hair was not seen.

This makes Daisy a little depressed, and Colonel Roddy, who cares about the life and death of his friends and is willing to delegate power, is even more upset.

Throwing away the empty shot, taking out the pistol and killing the last enemy, Daisy began to give orders.

"Jimmy, ask the tribe elder how far it is from here to the next gathering place."

"Alan, count the ammunition."

"Colonel Roddy, please contact Global Hawk. I need to know the terrain fifty miles around us."

After assigning the task, she calmly went to take a shower. The smell of wind, sand, blood and gunpowder smoke was very unpleasant, and several female soldiers and agents followed closely behind.

A specially made RV is specially used for bathing. Because of her outstanding prestige, no one objects, and several women can usually take advantage of it at this time.

The bathroom will definitely not be a separate bathroom. After all, during the march, she cannot be too special. Ten women can only wash together.

There were not many good bathing conditions during the journey, and the dense water vapor could not be seen. Without the cover of the water vapor, the figures of several women were clearly visible.

Except for Bobbi, the former gymnastics champion, who has a pretty good figure, the rest of the female soldiers are really at the level of female soldiers.

You can't tell when you're wearing a thick body armor, but when you take off your clothes, it's not difficult to tell the difference between a good figure and a bad figure.

Daisy's figure and fair skin are simply outstanding.

The female soldiers must have felt envy, jealousy, hatred and other emotions at first, and even said some strange things, but they gradually got used to it.

After all, this Miss Commander is also a rich man, and she usually deals with presidential candidates and billionaires.And they are just a group of ordinary citizens. When the gap between the two sides is large enough, there is no intention to compare.

"Why is your skin so good?" Mockingbird Bobbi poked her arm and touched her back. Daisy's skin seemed to have not been affected by the harsh environment of the desert and was still firm and shiny. This made her So confused.

Daisy used her natural beauty to explain to this subordinate who was two years older than her, leaving him speechless for a while.

"You have a good figure too. I always thought you gymnasts have small breasts...are you a special case?"

She really doesn't have any secrets to hydrating her skin. Let alone Afghanistan, her skin won't be affected much even if it is left in an environment of [-] degrees Celsius for a day. Now she can only change the topic.

The remaining female soldiers also enthusiastically joined the discussion. For a while, they talked about what a metronome was, and how easy it was to touch the pole in pole vault.

Of course, Poppy wanted to defend her former colleagues, and at the same time educate these female soldiers, talk about facts and reason, and she began to state the relationship between the size of the thing and sports.

Daisy listened to a few words, then quickly finished washing, changed clothes and handled various chores.

At first, leading this group of U.S. troops was a bit unjust. S.H.I.E.L.D. was a secret organization, and her seventh-level agent certificate was not easy to use. Considering all the problems, she still called Lu Dan.

In the end, after several rounds of consultations and a few words from Okurizo, she was given the rank of Air Force Major.They don’t listen to orders, and they don’t get wages or various subsidies.

He was several levels below the colonel named Roddy, but already higher than the captain of Captain America.

"Sir, this is a topographic map of the area."

"Sir, this is the distribution map of several nearby major forces provided by the tribe elders."

"Sir..."

Several soldiers began to report hurriedly. These American superiors, regardless of gender, all shouted "sir", which means sir. Daisy was a little funny at first, but now she is used to it.

"Jimmy, ask the elders what this word means and how to say it in English." She pointed to a hand-drawn map and asked the young man next to her to ask for directions.

Afghanistan is a poor place with so many languages. It is possible that they are separated by a mountain, and the languages ​​​​of the two villages belong to two language families. Fortunately, the US military has been fighting in Afghanistan for six years since [-], and many tribal elders have gradually learned it. English.

A young man named Jimmy lives in Tennessee and is an out-and-out farmer. His biggest dream is to go back to farming, marry a wife, have several children, and live happily together as a family.

Facing the beautiful commander's order, he said nothing, like dragging a dog to death, dragging out the tribal elder who had resisted stubbornly before, but now his legs were as weak as noodles.

Daisy didn't know Pashto at all, and she had no intention of learning it.But she believed that these old men knew English. She pointed to a place on the map and asked them, "How do you say this in English?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, but Jimmy had already pulled the safety of the pistol and pointed the gun at the old man's head.

The old man's round belly trembled with fright. It was a miracle in Afghanistan that he could still be so wealthy during the war.

The old man looked at the map and racked his brains to think of the English pronunciation, "Konami Korami, yes, it should be Korami..."

After asking twice in detail, it turned out that it was indeed Kolami, less than fifteen kilometers away from their current gathering place.

When she first arrived in Afghanistan, Daisy started looking for this small town called "Korami" because she remembered that it was the territory of the Ten Rings Gang, and if she found the town of Stark, it should be nearby.

But the language problem in this broken local area is too bad, there is no unified and standardized spelling method, and now this Korami is the third similar name she has seen.

He would rather kill the enemy than let go, rectify the team, compare the map, leave the wounded to guard the helicopter, and the remaining 45 people drove three or two multi-functional tanks and drove toward the southwest.