At 12:32 a.m., on the border of the small Alles Mountain in Country T.
Several soldiers from Country T's patrol team passed by the boundary marker with their guns.
One of the soldiers stretched and complained, "When will this patrol end? In the middle of the night, they send us to this godforsaken place to patrol. Don't they usually just set up lookout posts?"
The leading sergeant turned to look at the complaining soldier and couldn't help but scold, "Lazy bones! It's only for a few more days! Last night the JAK Special Forces had already spotted the enemy. The entire border defense force has moved there to surround and annihilate them, and I believe the problem will be resolved very soon."
He glanced down at his watch.
"I guess there will be a result by dawn tomorrow. Let's go! Stop dawdling! After this round, we'll go back to sleep."
The soldier lightened up upon hearing this, "Sergeant, you're right, it will probably be resolved by tomorrow. I bet it's the work of the Kurd Armed..."
"Who knows..."
The group moved further away.
Shortly after they left the boundary marker, half a head slowly poked out from the bushes just twenty meters away.
After observing that there were no dangers around, the shadowy figure crouched down next to the border, pulled out a survival knife, cut a few wires of the fence, and then crawled through.
About three hours later, a panting Song Heping finally stopped.
There were no mountains in front of him anymore.
The Alles Mountain Area on the side of Persia occupied less land.
Song Heping took out his GPS to determine his location.
After comparing, he found that he had walked past the border and entered the territory of Persia.
Along the way, he had easily evaded the patrol teams of both countries.
But now he didn't want to go any further.
Because it was the town area ahead.
His current gear would definitely alarm the local Persians if seen.
He reached into his tactical bag and took out his satellite phone, turning it on.
Once he had a signal, he quickly dialed Avanti's phone number.
Although it was already four in the morning, the call was connected very quickly.
"Mr. Song?!"
Avanti on the other end obviously sounded excited.
"Yes, it's me. I'm already inside Persia now, I need you to send someone to pick me up."
"Where are you? I'll send a plane right away!"
"Have Oma and the others returned to Persia?"
"They arrived two days ago."
"How about Hassan?"
"He's already in our hands."
"Is he alright?"
"He's fine, very spirited."
"Then I'm relieved... I'm really tired..."
Song Heping stretched.
Avanti didn't hesitate for a second, "Are you hurt? Do you need me to send a doctor over? Or is there anything else you need?!"
A series of questions made Song Heping feel both amused and helpless.
Dealing with Avanti twice, he had never seen him so unsettled before.
But one thing was certain.
Avanti really valued him.
"I'm fine, just a bit tired..." Song Heping smiled and added, "Also, I smell pretty bad, having been in the jungle for several days..."
"I'll arrange it right away. I'll have someone prepare a hot bath for you. Wait there, and the plane will arrive in no more than two hours! Remember not to wander around. If someone finds you, just tell them you are one of mine, mention my name."
"I don't even know your name."
"Just say you are a guest of Kasim, the brigade commander of the Revolutionary Guard Special Operations Brigade. You can even give them my number, let them connect!"
This was the first time Song Heping had heard Avanti's real name.
For someone like him to reveal his real name meant he considered you a true friend.
"Alright, I'll stay put. I've sent you my coordinates, just have them come to pick me up."
"No problem! Almost there!"
After ending the call, Song Heping sat down on the ground.
This was a desolate area, away from the mountains, and it didn't feel as cold.