We found ourselves amidst the Pashtun warriors, their faces etched with determination as they prepared to face the USA military. Edith stood with them, her expression resolute as she explained the true intentions behind the charity's mission. The warriors listened intently, their eyes narrowing as they understood the depth of the deception.

  The leader of the Pashtun warriors, a burly man with a fierce gaze and a name that sounded like a battle cry—Khan Shar—stepped forward to address us. "You have done well, Edith," he rumbled, his voice like thunder. "And you, Amy and your friends, have brought light to our darkness. But the danger is not yet passed."

  I nodded, my expression serious. "We know. The USA military is a formidable force, and they have ways of fighting that are hard to predict."

  Khan Shar gestured to a map spread out on a table, detailing the layout of the region. "Our greatest threat comes from the skies," he explained, pointing to a location marked Badgum Airbase. "Drones launched from here carry out assassination attacks, striking without warning and leaving chaos in their wake."

  Mizuno's eyes narrowed as she studied the map, her holographic displays flickering to life as she began to process the information. "Drones, you say? That's a problem we can solve," she murmured, her fingers dancing across her holo-keyboard.

  I turned to Mizuno, raising an eyebrow. "You got a plan, Mizuno?"

  She nodded, a determined look in her eye. "I do. But it's going to take some coordination and a bit of dumb luck."

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  Mizuno explained her plan as she hacked into the USA State Department wires. "Certain State Department functionaries are reporting that Pashtunistan is pacified and the host government is in control," she said, her voice urgent. "This is allowing the USA to deploy their troops elsewhere. If we can convince their already dementia-addled President to accept this perception, we might be able to draw down their forces here."

  I grinned, understanding her intent. "You want me to use Mind Wilt on President Tall, don't you?"

  Mizuno nodded. "Exactly. If we can make him blindly accept the reports on the situation in Pashtunistan just as they are coming in, he might order a troop drawdown and abandon Badgum Airbase. He's currently in Europe imposing upon the United Smart Asses's vassal nations, who are requesting more troops to pacify their populations as we speak."

  Khan Shar listened intently, his expression thoughtful. "This is a bold plan, but it could work. The USA military is spread thin, and if they believe Pashtunistan is under control, they may very well withdraw their forces."

  I clapped my hands together, rubbing them eagerly. "Alright, then! Let's do this. Misty, you ready to carry us to Europe?"

  Misty neighed softly, her hooves stomping impatiently as she prepared to take us on our journey. "Let's ride!" I exclaimed, climbing onto her back.

  As we rode, the wind whipping through our hair, I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. This was what it was all about—taking on the big bad USA and using our unique skills to turn the tide in our favor.

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