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Chapter 1703 Friends(3/4)

A young soldier who looked to be in his mid-twenties and smelled of alcohol enthusiastically patted Multaza on the shoulder, then took out a pack of biscuits from his pocket and stuffed it to Multaza.

Before he could react, another soldier handed him a kettle.

Seeing this, Kirill immediately kicked Multaza gently with his foot. The latter reacted, immediately took the biscuit and put it into his mouth, chewing it almost mechanically, and then took the water bottle and drank it hard.

One big mouthful, two big mouthfuls, three big mouthfuls, and finally I choked and coughed repeatedly.

At the same time, more young soldiers also took out various snacks and stuffed them for Soraya, Qiao Ya, Wei Ran and Kirill.

In the introduction of Kirill, who is "the only one who speaks Russian", Multaza is Soraya and Joya's brother, and Weiran is their uncle. As for Kirill himself, he becomes the two little babies.

's dad.

Also in his introduction, they rushed to Kabul to treat the two babies, while Wei Ran and the others were refugees who were preparing to return to Kabul after hearing the news that the war was over.

It was also during this chat that Wei Ran also learned that the people in this car were basically this year's recruits. They were evacuating to Kabul from the base where they were previously stationed, and then would be lucky enough to return to the Soviet Union.

"The war is over, friends!"

In the innermost part of the carriage, a slightly fat soldier said that he had pulled out a bayanqin, "Let's sing a song to welcome our friends who are getting on the carriage!"

After saying that, the soldier had already played the bayan, and the young Soviet soldiers in the car also sang a song like "Don't tell mom, I'm serving in Afghanistan."

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Wei Ran said to Kirill in Farsi, "If you reveal your identity, you can leave with them."

"I can't do that"

Kirill, who had just subconsciously been about to sing along, pursed his lips and replied in Persian, "How can I abandon these children? This war is already a mistake. If I abandon these children again, I...I will do it."

Less than.”

"You want to go home too..." Wei Ran asked in a low voice after a long silence.

"I will go home." Kirill subconsciously touched the miniature camera hidden in his boot. In addition to hesitation, his tone also contained fear of the unknown.

Compared to a long walk on two legs, it only takes a few hours by truck.

Along the way, they even passed the mountain road where Abdul led Hakim and others to ambush.

At about seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the convoy finally entered Kabul and finally stopped.

"You guys can get off the bus right here."

The soldier who was sitting in the passenger seat walked to the back of the car and greeted Wei Ran and others, "We are going to enter the military camp next, and you can't get in there."

"Thank you, thank you, friends."

Kirill said gratefully. He was the first to jump out of the carriage and took the two babies handed to him by the soldiers. At the same time as he spoke, Wei Ran also picked up Qiao Ya and Soraya.

"I wish you can start a new life as soon as possible, friends."

As he said that, the soldier took out a handful of candy bars and distributed them to everyone, "We will leave Afhan soon. The war is over."

After saying that, the soldier gave Kirill a flashlight produced in the Soviet Union, then quickly ran to the co-pilot's seat, climbed in, and continued to drive forward with the convoy pulling the soldier.

"us..."

Wei Ran paused, "Where are we going?"

"Come with me." Kirill looked around, then led everyone to choose a direction and walked out.

"Where are we going?" Multaza asked slightly warily.

"black market"

Kirill replied in a low voice, "Don't worry, most of the people there are Afghans and it's very safe for you."

"You seem to be familiar with this place?" Wei Ran hesitated and asked in a low voice.

"They... I mean, when Ruslan and the others were still alive, they brought me here several times."

Kirill explained in a low voice, "I tried to buy information about my father here, but failed."

"So we..."

"Just come with me and you'll know. I'll explain the rest later."

Kirill said as he led them through an alley and then got into a two-story dilapidated house.

"I want to sell some medical supplies"

Kirill walked into the house and said, "Also, before that, would you like to give these children some hot goat's milk? They are very hungry."

"sure"

As the old man spoke, he had already picked up a Soviet tank soldier's kettle and poured a cup of warm goat's milk for everyone, including Wei Ran.

At the same time, Kirill had already taken out from under his robe the medicines and a set of medical equipment he had selected from the medical bag before departure.

After just one glance, the old man nodded with satisfaction, took out half a gold ring from his arms and handed it to Kirill.

"This price..."

"The war is over"

The old man reminded, "The Soviets are leaving soon, and we will have no shortage of medicines in the future."

"All right..."

Kirill took the ring and asked, "Can you let them finish drinking the goat's milk?"

"Can"

After the old man finished speaking, he took the medicines and medical equipment and left through another door to an unknown place.

"Where should we go next?" Wei Ran continued to ask.

"Go find a friend of mine"

After Kirill finished speaking, he also picked up a glass of goat milk and drank it into his stomach.

After Joya and Soraya fed the two babies with syringes, Kirill immediately took them away, walking anxiously along the dim streets.

After passing several intersections, a house with a red cross flag appeared directly ahead.

“This is the ICRC office in Kabul”

After finishing speaking, Kirill had already walked to the door and said to the guard in Italian, "I'm looking for Marcelo Chauca. I'm his old friend. I have something very important to see him."

With that said, Kirill handed his miniature camera to the other party, "Show him this, and he will know who it is."

"Wait a moment." The guard was quite easy to talk to, so he took the camera and ran in.

Not long after, an old man who looked to be about fifty years old walked out quickly.

"My friends and I and our children need your help," Kirill said before the other person could speak.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then waved and said, "Come with me."

"Do you speak Italian?"

"My dad taught me"

Kirill explained in a low voice, and held Multaza by the hand and walked in first.

Seeing this, Wei Ran grabbed Soraya and Qiao Ya, who were holding their children, and walked into the building that maintained neutrality.

Under the leadership of Marcelo Sciocca, a group of seven of them, large and small, got into an inconspicuous single dormitory.

"Oh God, you are still alive!"

Almost as soon as he closed the door, Marcelo said excitedly, and then hugged Kirill.

"I'm dead"

Kirill switched to Farsi and said, "Marcelo, I died to save these children."

"what is going on?"

Marcelo then switched to Persian. His Persian was not very good, but the chicken feet he subconsciously made were particularly flexible and standard.

"I want to save these children"

Kirill said, "I will take them out of Afhan to France."

"Go...are you crazy?"

Marcelo widened his eyes and asked, "Kirill, you are rebelling, you will be killed by your KGB..."

"For my dad's sake, can you help me?"

Kirill pleaded seriously, and at the same time, he took off the belongings he had prepared in advance, the miniature camera that the other party had just returned to him, and the Wrigley watch on his wrist and placed them on the table, "This is mine.

With all the money I can spare, Father Marcelo, I have the necessary reasons to take them to France."

"you..."

"I also have such a camera, please." Wei Ran said, taking out his silent camera and placing it on the table.

"Wait here," Marcelo gritted his teeth, turned and left the dormitory, and locked the door from the outside.

"Who is he?" Wei Ran didn't ask until this moment.
To be continued...
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