Chapter 94 (1/2)
Outside a cave in the pagman mountains, hafizola kassim waldak is having a leisurely tea with his American guest, Grover Cleveland. Grover Cleveland is now the CIA's point of contact with the forces led by hafizola. Provide arms and intelligence services to hafizola Qasim Wardak.
Grover knows how to be a guest very well. He never comes empty handed. He brings not only weapons but also money. Of course, there are volunteers who come from all over the world to fight. Hafizola felt that the volunteers were the most valuable gifts from Grover.
Grover and hafizola exchanged a few words and began to get to the point. Grover took out a thick stack of information from his briefcase, put it on the table, slowly pushed it to hafizola's eyes, and then said, ”general, this is the latest trend of the Soviet Army around us, the deployment of troops, and some other things. I hope it can help you.”
”Thank you. Your information is too detailed!” Hafizola said as he put the information aside, not in a hurry to check. Grover noticed hafizola's action. He gave hafizola a smile, took out a kraft paper bag from his file bag, put it on the table, slowly pushed it to hafizola, and then said, ”here are the information of several people in the photo you entrusted us to investigate!”
Hafizola did not push the information aside this time. He opened the kraft paper bag directly. There are only a few thin sheets of paper in it. It didn't take hafizola long to see all of them. It contains the number, name, age, time of enlistment and other basic information of their troops. Although it is simple, it is enough for hafizola.
Grover's heart has always been concerned about hafizola's action just now. According to the CIA's information, although hafizola graduated from the Kabul military academy, he has no overseas study experience, so in some aspects he is even inferior to some graduates of European and American military academies. It is said that hafizola himself can't understand the information given to him by the CIA. He needs someone with military education background to translate and explain it to him. Grover has now begun to believe that the rumor is true.
”Would you like to visit the volunteers before you leave?” Just when Ferguson was evaluating hafizola's ability in his heart, hafizola suddenly offered an invitation.
”Of course, I also want to see them live and train with you. There are many people all over the world supporting you. In the future, more and more volunteers will join your team!” Although Ferguson feels that hafizola's level is average in his heart, he never dares to show it. He doesn't dare to offend hafizola easily, because there are too many places in the CIA that need hafizola's help.
In the past, Afghanistan was ruled by a pro Soviet government for a long time, and the CIA could not set foot in this country at all. Later, the Soviets themselves messed up and turned an armed intervention into an all-round aggression. The power of the CIA is just beginning to enter the country. Many of the so-called volunteers from all over the world are from the CIA. The CIA hopes to foster some pro american forces in this war-torn country, as a partner of the United States in this country and a defender of American interests. At present, among these Sheng fighters, hafizola is a good choice. Hafizola is an enlightened secular musilin who has received higher education, although the higher education in Afghanistan is really ordinary. But such a person is obviously the first choice in the minds of the top of the CIA.
Soon Grover, accompanied by hafizola, arrived at the camp of the foreign volunteers. As soon as their car stopped, a young man came to meet them. Hafizola warmly pulled the young man to his side and introduced him to Grover: ”look at this young man. He is my good helper now. He is also an American like you. He went to your military academy!”
”Hello, my name is Gamal Abdel Jalal, an Arab American.” The young man, jaral, warmly extended his hand to Grover.
”Which military academy is it?” Grover asked casually.
”It's just a military high school, not worth mentioning!” Jalal said modestly.
Grover looked at the young man's sunny smile and felt very sorry. Is it really good for such a good young man to come to Afghanistan and work hard? Young Americans of his age are in love, reading and traveling in China. Instead, he abandoned his peaceful life at home and came to this war-torn country, sleeping in caves and tents and eating local people's coarse food. Why?