The 2001 Afghanistan War was a retaliatory war by the US military for the September 11 terrorist attacks. The US-led coalition launched an offensive against the Al Qaeda and Taliban forces in Afghanistan on October 7, 2011, occupying towns and cities at lightning speed and driving the opponents into the country.

Mountain forest.

However, the Taliban armed forces that entered the mountains and forests did not stop fighting. When they realized that there was a mistake in their tactics, they immediately relied on the mountains and forests to fight, forming the tactical pattern of the Soviet-Afghan war, leaving the US military helpless.

During the war, the death toll of the US military on the battlefield continued to rise, gradually arousing opposition from the domestic public. Finally, under the pressure, the US government began to gradually withdraw from the Afghan battlefield to get out of the quagmire.

However, the U.S. government still has not given up its attack on the largest southern armed force. This time it asked the Norwegian army to send more troops to the battlefield in order to free up its hands to carry out a devastating blow to the southern Taliban armed forces, thereby diverting the domestic people with a final big victory.

Sight, a gorgeous farewell to the war in Afghanistan.

Afghanistan, Grishik.

Grishk is a small city in southern Afghanistan with a population of about 30,000. It is located 100 kilometers west of Kandahar. The Helmand River comes out of the mountains in an oasis terrain, and it is the only road from Kandahar to Herat. Its northern part is a mountainous forest with complex terrain.

, and in the south is the Baluch Desert bordering Pakistan and Iran.

This city is under the control of the US military, but it is also a city where the Taliban is active. In fact, all cities in Afghanistan with access to roads are occupied by the US coalition forces, forcing the Taliban into the mountains and forests, cutting off the supply lines of food and water.

I want to force the opponent out through this kind of blockade.

Zhao Ziyang and Angel, dressed in the US military's ACU digital camouflage universal combat uniforms, walked on the streets of Grishk and experienced the war-torn Afghan style.

This small town seems to have been far away from the smoke of gunfire. The shops on both sides of the not-so-wide streets are open, and the sounds of vendors are heard one after another. Pedestrians are also walking in twos and threes, bargaining with vendors from time to time.

The only traces of war that can be seen are the American Humvees with machine guns passing through, maintaining local order. The locals are no longer surprised by such scenes and have long been accustomed to the presence of American troops.

Similarly, the US military is not surprised by Zhao Ziyang and An Qier wearing ACU, because mercenaries of all kinds appear here every day.

"There are very few ravages of war here." Zhao Ziyang pointed to the buildings and people in Muslim attire on the street and said to Angel.

He feels that this is a relatively good area in Afghanistan. At least there are no ruins of buildings that have been destroyed by a large number of bombs. People still live in relative comfort, otherwise there would not be such a prosperous situation.

"This place has been destroyed by the war." Angel said to Zhao Ziyang indifferently: "The war has destroyed the hearts of these people, causing them to lose their freedom to fight and become enslavers of other countries."

After scanning a circle of people on the street, Zhao Ziyang nodded.

He agreed with what Angel said. These people had indeed lost their will to fight for freedom and became slaves. The United States was the aggressor. If the people of a country cannot unite to resist the aggressor, no matter how much peace and comfort they have, they will be in vain.

They have to establish their own democratic regime. There will never be any guarantee for the puppet regime controlled by the invaders. But the eyes of these people are full of callousness. They bend their legs to ask for a comfortable living environment. They have lost their minds and what is left is just a

Has a walking body.

"But the people think very simply. As long as they have food to eat and clothing to wear, it doesn't matter who is the leader of the country. Their demands are very simple." Zhao Ziyang sighed, but in his heart he felt a desire to serve the Afghan people.

Sad feeling.

This is very similar to the Chinese people watching the Japanese killing Chinese during the Anti-Japanese War. It seems that the awakening of any nation takes a lot of time to complete. Is it stupidity or nature?

"Simple?" Angel shook her head and said to Zhao Ziyang: "Do you know why suicide attackers carry out suicide attacks?"

"For faith?" Zhao Ziyang asked.

As soon as he said these words, An Qier looked at him like an idiot, making Zhao Ziyang feel a little embarrassed. He knew that he seemed to have asked a stupid question.

"Do you think they can fight for their beliefs?" Angel pointed at the people on the road with disdain and said seriously to Zhao Ziyang: "Hate, only hatred can make them forget their own lives and seek revenge, just like you."

Zhao Ziyang was silent. He did embark on the road of no return as a mercenary because of hatred. Maybe An Qier was right.

Seeing Zhao Ziyang frowning and falling silent, Angel directly pulled Zhao Ziyang towards the main highway, got into a hillside on the right side of the road and lay there quietly. Zhao Ziyang didn't speak, lying quietly on Angel's side.

, he knew that Angel was teaching him lessons again.

Not long after I lay down, a dilapidated pickup truck drove over. Three people with their faces covered jumped out and started digging the hard cement road with shovels and shovels.

After digging a deep pit of nearly 80 centimeters, three people took a small gas tank from the car and buried it in the pit. They quickly buried the gas tank, leaving a section of the mobile phone's antenna exposed on the surface.

"A homemade bomb, which detonates the detonator with the current of the mobile phone and detonates the gas tank through the detonator. It is powerful enough to overturn a US military Humvee." Zhao Ziyang whispered to Angel. He already knew what the other party was going to do.

"No, this is not the purpose." Angel shook her head, pointed at the two people who were not following the car and said to Zhao Ziyang: "Did you see anything in their hands?"

The two masked men, each holding an AK-47 rifle in their hands, quickly ran towards the residential area on the opposite hillside and got into the deepest part.

"Are they going to carry out sniper attacks after they exploded US military vehicles?" Zhao Ziyang asked doubtfully.

Angel shook her head, took out a pair of binoculars and handed them to Zhao Ziyang, pointing to the attic at the highest point of the residential area on the opposite hillside.

Zhao Ziyang looked up with a telescope and could easily see the two masked men who had just buried the bomb through the telescope. However, one of them threw away the rifle and replaced it with a digital camera nervously facing the road.

Zhao Ziyang seemed to understand, but not completely. Seeing that Angel didn't want to continue talking, he could only wait patiently.

Time passed by, and the bomb buried beside the road stayed there quietly, without anything wrong, just waiting for the American military vehicle to pass by.

While waiting, Zhao Ziyang discovered that two people in the attic opposite were smoking heavily. Their smoking movements and the frequency of smoking completely betrayed their nervousness.

"These two people are members of the Taliban." Angel said to Zhao Ziyang, but immediately changed her words: "No, they are not really members of the Taliban. They are just hired by the Taliban, but they usually belong to the Taliban."

Zhao Ziyang nodded, and when he looked at the two Taliban hired members, he found that the two people were in a state of extreme tension: one of them grabbed the camera with both hands and stretched it towards the road, while the other held a mobile phone and was about to make a call.

There was a sound of vehicles in the distance, the unique sound of a US military Humvee. Now, as long as the Humvee arrives at the location where the bomb is buried, the Taliban with the phone in his hand will immediately dial the phone that was buried with the bomb as a detonation device. It is faint.

An electric current is generated, instantly detonating the detonator, causing the gas tank to explode with such force that the Humvee is overturned.

Looking from a distance, three Humvees loaded with soldiers were driving from west to east. There was a military base in the east. At this time, they completed the necessary patrol tasks and began to return to the base.

Three heavy machine guns were mounted on the roof of the car by three soldiers, who were patrolling back and forth leisurely. They seemed to be very familiar with this place and did not believe that anyone would attack them. After all, this was the area they conquered, and no one dared to

The Taliban resisted, and their side was never left alone. The Taliban did not dare to fight head-on with three military vehicles full of soldiers.

The first military vehicle roared past, and the soldiers inside were chatting and laughing loudly, seeming to be discussing happy things.

The Taliban in the attic quickly pressed the phone number and looked nervously and expectantly at the military vehicles on the road.

The second military vehicle passed by safely.

At this time, the hands of the Taliban holding the camera in the attic were trembling. It was unclear whether he was excited or excited.

The military vehicle following behind followed the vehicle in front to the edge of the road where the bomb was buried. Zhao Ziyang could clearly see an American soldier in the co-pilot taking out a photo, putting it on his mouth and kissing it, his face full of longing.

and satisfaction.

That kind of longing and satisfaction is not the love between a man and a woman, but the deep affection between father and son. This can be clearly seen from the face of this American soldier...

"boom!"

There was a loud explosion in an instant, and a ball of black and red flames shot up from the ground. The Humvee that was driving in front of the bomb was heavily overturned by the bomb. The gravel and steel pieces of the gas tank were violently thrown in all directions by the force of the explosion.

**** and left.

A piece of steel sliced ​​into the neck of the American co-pilot soldier, causing his head to separate from his body. Blood spurted out from the incision. The smile on his face had not solidified, and his head was thrown out of the car body.

As the military vehicle was overturned by the bomb, the machine gunner on the roof was heavily pressed under the vehicle, and his entire chest was almost crushed. Blood continued to flow from his mouth, his upper body twitched weakly, and the life luster in his eyes quickly drained away.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" A US soldier who had a chance to escape shouted, quickly drew his gun and blindly fired at the opposite hillside.

At the same time, the U.S. soldiers in the two military vehicles in front stopped and jumped out of the vehicles and rushed over. They reacted quickly to form a shrinking defensive tactical formation, rescued the wounded, called the base, and started shooting.

The entire road was in chaos, while the two Taliban in the distant attic were licking their lips, looking excitedly and excitedly at the American soldiers who were attacked by bombs, and raised their rifles to shoot at the American soldiers.

"Da da da..." "Da da da..."

Fierce gunfire rang out, and the well-trained US military immediately discovered the two Taliban militants in the attic and immediately started shooting.

The two Taliban members seemed to have no interest in fighting. They just fired a burst of inaccurate fire and then disappeared from the attic.

"Sir! Four people died and two were seriously injured!" A US soldier rescuing the wounded reported to the team leader.

The captain looked at his dead comrades, kicked the car door hard, took out his walkie-talkie and shouted loudly: "We were attacked by the Taliban. Four were killed and two were injured. Please clear them up. Please clear them out!"

"Ask for permission! Ask for permission!"

The captain who received permission glanced at his comrades lying in a pool of blood, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Kill them all! Kill them all!"

"GO GO GO!" More than a dozen U.S. soldiers shouted loudly and rushed toward the hillside residential areas with guns in hand to start a clearing operation.

"Ta da da..." "Puff puff..." "Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The U.S. soldiers who entered the residential area began to conduct house-to-house clearance operations, killing them all with grenades and rifles.

There were gunshots, explosions, and cries. They were massacring civilians!

At the same time, two Taliban members went around to the west side of the road and continued to use cameras to record the scene of US soldiers massacring civilians.
Chapter completed!