There is no grass growing on the desolate plateau of Afghanistan, the majestic mountains are covered with snow, and the desolate roads are nothing but dust. Liu Ziguang and the others have no communication equipment, no map, no GPS, no means of transportation, so they can only rely on Guanye's memory to go back.
Walk...
"Boy, are you sure this is the direction to go back?" Zhao Hui obviously didn't trust Guanye's wild survival skills.
Sekiye grabbed the barrel of the SVD and carried it on his shoulder. He looked like an Afghan veteran. He shook his shoulders and said nothing. Those who are qualified to join the T unit are naturally not ordinary rookies. He does not need to use words to prove it.
own abilities.
A car seemed to be driving in the distance, and the three of them immediately became alert. Liu Ziguang put the unconscious Hamid in the middle of the road, and then stood there waiting. Zhao Hui and Guanye hid on the spot, preparing for a surprise attack later.
Fight out.
After a short time, the car drove up in front of them, and everyone was shocked. It was a Toyota pickup truck with a severely squeezed front end and a flat tire. It was emitting black smoke while driving. What was even more ridiculous was that the person sitting in the cab was
There was a teenage boy looking at them with twinkling eyes.
Guanye didn't move. Zhao Hui limped over and exchanged a few words with the child driving the car. He learned that he had picked up the car nearby and that the child was a sheepherder from a nearby tribe.
"Well, kid, how about I pay for this car?" Zhao Hui said in not very fluent Pashto with gestures.
"Okay, I want U.S. dollars." In this environment, even children know that U.S. dollars are hard currency.
Zhao Hui endured being haggled by the child for a long time, and finally agreed on the price. He bought this pickup truck, which was not much different from scrap metal, for twenty dollars. Then the child ran away happily, and Liu Ziguang put Hamid in the carriage.
, Zhao Hui climbed into the cab and started trying to start the car, but the damn pickup truck actually stalled.
"Let me try." Liu Ziguang kicked the engine several times and said, "Start it again."
Zhao Hui turned the key suspiciously and the car actually started. He gave Liu Ziguang a thumbs up in joy. Guan Ye also climbed onto the car at this time, but Liu Ziguang stood still.
"You guys go back first, I'll see if I can bring something back." Liu Ziguang said calmly, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.
"Are you alone?" Zhao Hui patted the steering wheel in disbelief and asked, "You've got the upper hand, brother, that's not the way to risk your life."
Guanye also urged: "Get in the car quickly! Don't act without authorization."
Liu Ziguang put the machine gun on his shoulder and said: "Guanye, what is your military rank?"
Guanye was stunned and said: "I am an Army Major."
"Where are you, Lao Zhao?"
"Do I have a military rank? It seems that the certificate also says major." Zhao Hui said.
"The three of us are majors. There is no concept of superiority and inferiority. Since we are soldiers, we must focus on our mission. I have made my decision. No one can persuade me."
Seeing Liu Ziguang's resolute attitude, Zhao Hui compromised first, threw a magazine to him and said, "Be careful." Then he stepped on the accelerator and drove away in the broken car.
After the smoke and dust cleared, Liu Ziguang found a person standing on the roadside. It was Guanye carrying the SVD. The new member of the T unit said in a tone that he had nothing to do with you: "You should really join the old T, not some company."
"Forget it, I'm more accustomed to this kind of undisciplined life." After Liu Ziguang finished speaking, he walked deep into the mountain with the machine gun on his shoulder.
Guanye comes from a military family. He joined the army at the age of 16 and entered the Army Academy at the age of 18. After graduation, he served as an infantry platoon leader in the Fujian frontier for a period of time. Later, he furthered his studies many times and served as a security staff officer to the deputy commander of the military region and a special forces officer of the military region.
The squadron leader, sniper instructor, etc. of the brigade were recently selected into the T Troop directly under the General Staff. He is a major at a young age and can definitely be regarded as the pride of the military.
Zhao Hui and the others, on the other hand, belong to an organization affiliated with the General Assembly. They spend the country's money all day long in the feasting and entertainment, traveling to places like Washington, Paris, and Tokyo. Their lives are filled with evening gowns and champagne, luxury cars and
Private jets and T troops belong to people on two different fronts. The neon-lit city belongs to Yongchang Trading, while the desert and jungle belong to Old T.
But now, a trading company employee who has become a monk dares to face the tribal warlord who is armed to the teeth. As a member of the T-force with a strong sense of honor, how can Guanye be willing to fall behind? Liu Ziguang is right, they are all majors,
No one can order anyone, and the communication tools are broken. Without instructions from superiors, you must give full play to your autonomy and use all conditions to complete the task. This is what a qualified veteran should do.
The two of them were speechless all the way. When they walked to the cave where the battle had just occurred, they saw that the battlefield had been cleaned up, and even the empty magazines had been picked up. The militants were not as wealthy as the NATO troops. They could not afford a bullet or a grenade.
It won't be wasted.
The skills Sekino learned in the army finally came in handy. In Afghanistan's arid terrain without vegetation, it was not difficult to find traces. He followed the ruts and searched forward, and the two of them walked like this.
At night, the sky is filled with stars, and the night sky in Afghanistan is almost transparent.
Guan Ye sat down and glanced at Liu Ziguang curiously: "Aren't you tired?"
"I'm not tired." Liu Ziguang took out the kettle and handed it to Guan Ye.
Guanye took it, shook it, and said in surprise: "It's full. You haven't drank yet?"
"Drink, rest for five minutes and move on." Liu Ziguang didn't waste any time, lying on a rock and searching the distance with a telescope.
Sekiye took out a high-energy chocolate bar and took a bite, drank some water, rubbed his calves, stood up and said, "Let's go."
Liu Ziguang looked like an iron man, how could he show weakness?
Searching and advancing at night is definitely not something that ordinary people can do, and even Sekiye of Troop T was no exception. He gave up after continuing to advance for two kilometers.
"We can't go any further. We can't see any trace of the enemy. If we stray from the road, all our efforts will be wasted."
So the two of them rested on the spot and found a shelter from the wind. Sleeping in the cold of the Hinduku Mountains was very uncomfortable because they might freeze to death in the middle of the night due to hypothermia.
I don't know how long it took, but Guan Ye suddenly felt someone pushing him. He immediately opened his eyes and grabbed the gun. Liu Ziguang whispered: "Listen."
Sekino listened intently and held his breath. The wind blew from the north, bringing bursts of gunshots. It sounded like the firefight was very fierce.
"At least five kilometers away, I heard the explosion of Deshka large-caliber machine guns and RPG7 rockets," Sekino said.
"We don't have other online troops operating in this area, right?" Liu Ziguang asked.
"Probably not."
"Then continue to sleep." Liu Ziguang
Sekino looked at his luminous watch and remembered the time, two o'clock in the morning.
When the sky dawned, the two set off. This time they would definitely go in the wrong direction. They kept heading north, and finally arrived at a small village after about five kilometers.
This is a typical Afghan village, with well-proportioned adobe houses and adobe walls that are the same color as the earth. Smoke rises from cooking stoves, and there are no traces of armed personnel or vehicles. Even if a drone detects this place, it will only think that this is
It is an ordinary small village.
"The rut marks are the same as those in front of the cave." Guanye handed the binoculars to Liu Ziguang and said. At this time, the two of them were lying behind a pile of rocks 600 meters away from the village, carefully observing this suspicious little village.
Liu Ziguang took the telescope, looked at it, frowned and said, "They arrested a few contractors last night."
Guanye looked through the scope of the sniper rifle and saw a figure moving in an earthen room. Two white men wearing 511 pants, sharkskin soft shells and Oakley sand boots were escorted out. Both of them were
It's a bloody head and a bloody face, pretending to be.
The militants had their heads covered, wore dirty Arab robes, and held AK47s in their hands. They ordered two white men to stand against the wall, and then pulled a woman with disheveled hair out of the room.
"Damn, it turns out they arrested a British female doctor." Guan Ye's voice sounded a little excited.
Liu Ziguang also remembered that he had seen this news on TV at home before coming. The international community unanimously condemned the despicable acts of the terrorists and asked them to release them quickly. He did not expect that the solution behind them would be so drastic. It is a pity that these contractors
Defeated.
The woman in the telescope seemed to be crying and struggling, and her face could not be seen clearly. The militants began to beat the two contractors, kicking them, and hitting their faces with the butts of their rifles. One man was carrying a small
A digital camera was filming on the side, and a group of armed men holding guns watched indifferently.
As if someone gave an order, an armed man opened fire, shooting two contractors with an automatic rifle in front of the female hostages, causing them to twitch on the ground. Dust and smoke rose, and the sound of gunfire was heard.
"They are killing people!" Guanye's breathing was a little rapid.
"Do what you should do." Liu Ziguang said coldly. He continued to search the village with his eyes and found a guy who was also holding an SVD. The guy was sitting carelessly on the earth wall. The red guard of the SVD in his hand was extremely
Eye-catching, a real sniper would never appear in such a flamboyant manner, so it is certain that he is a rookie.
"You cover, I'll go up, and I'll give you the signal when I start to take action." After Liu Ziguang finished speaking, he was about to go over with a machine gun in his hand.
"Wait a minute, there are twenty of them on the surface, but we don't know how many troops there are in the village."
"So what, the two of us are enough." Liu Ziguang pulled out the Stechkin automatic safety, put it back into the leather holster on his chest, opened the snap on the dagger sheath, and checked the RPD's bullet belt
, walked towards the small village without hesitation.
"But..." Guanye wanted to stop him, but couldn't say anything.
"If the situation goes bad, you can retreat first." Liu Ziguang paused and added.
Sekino secretly gritted his teeth, pulled the handle of the SVD and loaded the bullet. The crosshairs of the scope firmly covered the enemy sniper on the wall 600 meters away.