Since the goal has been achieved, Yang Luo will not ask about the terrorists again, so as not to doubt the other party.

Instead, he slowly turned his body, looked straight at the river in front of him, and said, "Old man, this is the famous Panjieshier River." Then he sighed, "This river water is really clear. Because of the economic development, our country has very serious pollution. Clear rivers like this are rare."

The old man laughed proudly, and the laughter was very loud. If you hadn't seen the old man look, it would be hard for you to imagine that such a loud laugh was sent by an old man in his sixties.

"The Panjieshir River is the best water source in Afghanistan." He said, pointing to the embankments on both sides of the river and the farmlands in the distance. "When it comes to this river, I really thank you China for its selfless help. In the 1960s and 1970s, I was still a teenager at that time. The Afghan people built dams and canals on the Panjieshir River and completed the water conservancy and irrigation project. This was a very successful project, nourishing about 250,000 hectares of land. Nearly 10,000 hectares of wasteland originally had only camel thorns, and were transformed into farmland or vineyards, but "

The old man looked dim when he said this, "It was just that years of war, which left many surrounding farmlands deserted, but the channels were still intact."

Yang Luo looked up at the lower reaches of Panjieshier River. The huge cement slabs were neatly arranged, and the river water slowly flowed along the channel. There were lots of houses there, but they had all become ruins.

"What is that place?" Yang Luo asked, pointing to the ruins downstream.

The old man looked over and said, "That was a vineyard. When the grapes were ripe, our town was very lively. Hawkers from all over the country came here to buy them. Because the water quality here is good, the grapes are very sweet and delicious. But now the vineyards are full of mines, and no one dares to step into a step. Every year, the vineyards live on their own, and due to the lack of brackets, there is only a thick rhizome left."

Yang Luo said with emotion: "Several ruins surrounded by dry wells have always been people."

The old man looked at Yang Luo in confusion: "What did you say?"

Yang Luo smiled: "It's nothing, old man, we are leaving, we will see you again in the future."

The old man asked, "Where are you going?"

Yang Luo said: "We are going to Badakhshan Province"

The old man nodded: "There are mines everywhere here, don't run around. Because what is really scary in this place is not guns, but all kinds of powerful mines, and roadside bombs that cannot be defended."

"Thank you" Yang Luo thanked him, then said goodbye to the old man, walked back to the car and shouted, "Get in the car, leave."

The madman drove the car and was the first to pass the bridge paved with iron plates. Li Tao and the others followed behind and passed smoothly. After crossing the river, they really entered the Panjieshir Valley. With a gentle swaying, the convoy drove on the narrow and dilapidated highway known as the Valley of Death. The terrain was getting higher and higher. Yang Luo looked at the multi-functional military watch. At this time, the altitude was 1,400 meters, and now it was completely dark.

Yang Luo said: "Madman, find a place to eat and have some rest."

At this time, the road conditions began to become stable and the car was not shaking so much. It didn't take long. A flat sand and gravel beach appeared in front of me. The madman stopped the car, and everyone pushed open the car door and got out. There was a wilderness around it, which seemed very empty.

It was very cold in the night in Panjieshir Valley. Yang Luo wrapped his collar and shouted, "Everyone eats something, rest for a while before leaving."

Long Xin, Xu Hang and others found the dry food in the field and distributed it to everyone. Yang Luo chewed the dry food, looked around, then looked up at a towering mountain with bright light in the distance and said, "That mountain should be Xingdu Kush Mountain."

Everyone surrounded Yang Luo, looking at the snow-capped mountains that were close to him but far away in the sky, Li Tao said, "Yes, Maihe Sumu Aishan arrived two days ago, but they couldn't get into the valley, so they could only go up the mountain in the southeast. And we went up the mountain in the northeast, which was much closer than them, so it should be too late."

Yang Luo knocked his head and said softly: "We have never been here, but looking at the signs on the map, the mountains in the southeast are relatively flat, while there are ice cliffs nearly 400 meters high in the northeast. It is not that easy to get up."

"Give your best to do your best." Xu Hang threw away the packaging of dry food in the field, wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, picked up the water bottle and took a sip, "Have you finished eating?" He said and looked at the three women of Ghost Fox, Blood Angel and Hongye.

Hongye laughed: "I'm full" and then shivered with his hands on his chest, "Oh, this ghost place is so cold." After that, he got into the car, and then the Blood Angel got into the car.

The ghost fox opened the water bottle and took a sip, then handed it to Yang Luo: "Drink some water, I'll get in the car first."

Yang Luo took it, watched the ghost fox get into the car, and said, "Let's go."

The convoy was on the road again. Because the road conditions became more and more difficult to drive, the speed was not increased, and the speed was very slow. Moreover, the more like this, the more effort the driver was, the more effort it was. Anyway, there were no people in the car who could not drive, and they replaced people in almost two or three hours, and everyone could get enough rest time.

The car was shaking and everyone was drowsy. I don’t know how long it took, a glimmer of dawn appeared in the east.

"It's dawn" Xu Hang, who was driving, shouted boredly. Yang Luo and the madman opened their eyes, stretched their arms at the same time, and then looked out the window. The Snow Mountain of Hindu Kush is already near, and there is a very large open space under the snow mountain, full of steel garbage.

At this time, the road conditions became narrower and narrower. In less than ten minutes, the car was driving on the gravel road. Its muzzle was buried deep in the soil. There was still a 10-meter-high iron post tower standing on the left side of the road. The rust seemed to indicate that this place was the first post of the Soviet army many years ago. When the car turned on a small slope, a huge military oil tank that was overturned appeared on the side of the road, which was obviously used by the Soviet army to transport oil.

Because the tanker truck has poor self-defense capabilities, it has become the focus of the guerrillas' strike. The more they go in, the more wreckage of the tanker truck and the more artillery they have. After walking for another half an hour, they finally arrived at the snow mountain. After the car stopped, everyone got out of the car. There was a huge field in front of them, filled with wreckage of tanks. All of them were Soviet 62 and 72 main battle tanks that were blown upside down. And just before them, a huge oil tank was densely filled with bullet holes, and some of the tanks had traces of burning.

Although the war has gone far away, Yang Luo and the others seem to be able to smell the strong smell of gunpowder, hear the sound of gunfire, and the tragic roars on this scarred land.

"How tragic the war here back then?" Yang Luo had never participated in the battles of a large group, but as a soldier and a professional soldier who often went to the battlefield, they could imagine the tragic extent of the war.

Ivan boarded a 72 tank in silence. In addition to the complete barrel, the interior was blown to pieces. There were many iron wires at the rear of the tank where the engine was originally installed, and there were canned boxes hanging on it.

Ivan took off the canned box and his hands were trembling. This situation was simply unimaginable for a soldier, especially a professional soldier. However, this also shows that the huge emotional fluctuations in his heart at this time.

"This was used to warn the Soviet army when they were camping, and the guerrillas were attacked at night."

Yang Luo jumped onto a 62 tank with a completely overturned turret beside him, and then looked at the inside of the tank, with many machine gun shells scattered inside, which seemed to describe the Soviet tank soldiers still fired machine guns at the last moment when the Afghan resistance armed forces rushed over, while more armored vehicles and military vehicles were beaten very badly, and they could not even see that they were as they were.

At this time, Ivan jumped onto another tank, then used his hands to wipe off the metal plate in front of the car, wiping away the thick dust, revealing the numbers carved with a saber.

Ivan was stunned for a while at the numbers, then breathed a long sigh, "This should be a hero tank, these numbers are all numbers that destroy the enemy's firepower points."

Yang Luo smiled: "Iwan, I didn't think you are still a person who likes sadness."

Ivan also smiled: "My uncle died here. Actually, I always thought about seeing it here, but I didn't have a chance. Now that I finally came, I can fulfill my little wish."

Yang Luo jumped off the tank, patted the iron plate that was already covered with rust, raised a burst of dust, then looked at a stone on the side of the road with a warning sign with a minefield written on it, and said with a smile: "This place has always maintained the original appearance of the battlefield. Perhaps in decades, Afghanistan will quell the chaos and become a tourist attraction."

Ivan pointed to a purple hill below the snowy mountain and said, "Did you see that hill? The tomb of Masoud, the former leader of the Northern Alliance, known as the Panjshir lion, should be there.

Yang Luo looked over and said that the tomb was backed by the capped Xingdu Kush Snow Mountain, surrounded by clear river water, and the surrounding scenery was quiet and deep.

Yang Luo clapped his hands and shouted, "Okay, don't look at it anymore. Hurry up and fill your stomach and let's continue to go."

The Hindu Kush Mountains is about 1,600 kilometers long. The average altitude is about 5,000 meters. The highest peak, Tirichimier Peak, is about 7,700 meters above sea level. It is a watershed between the Indus River originating in the southwest of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and the Amu River originating in the Pamir Plateau.

After filling their stomachs with the fastest speed, everyone started the road again. After walking for about 500 meters, a fork appeared. One road directly leads to the pass in other areas, and the other leads to the Snow Mountain of Hindu Kush. Looking up at the bottom of the mountain, the whole road is winding and hanging on the cliff, which makes people frightened.

As soon as the madman turned on the steering wheel, the off-road vehicle drove onto the mountain road. The road was quite narrow, and the car was walking close to the mountain. The outside tire was less than one meter away from the cliff.

"Damn, what's the way?" The madman cursed, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, staring at the inside in front of him, and his nerves were tense.

Yang Luo held a cigarette in his mouth and looked outside: "It would be nice to have a road. I guess there is a military station on the hillside. It should be the way for the Soviet army to transport supplies back then. Otherwise, there is no need to open such a road here."

Time passed by little by little, and the convoy was slowly driving on the steep winding mountain road. After more than three hours, how high the sun had risen, but they could feel the temperature dropping in the car. And the protruding part of the mountain had already appeared covered with snow.

Yang Luo looked at the multi-functional military watch. The altitude had reached more than 3,400 meters. After driving for more than half an hour, the mountain was covered with snow. The road was broken when it arrived here, and the car could no longer drive up.

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Chapter completed!