"Chocolate biscuits, chocolate cakes, which one do you prefer?" asked the female Marine.
"Chocolate biscuits." said the heavy machine gunner.
"Chocolate biscuits." said the driver of Car No. 3.
"Chocolate biscuits, but they have to be roasted very hard," said Chief Cormass.
"I heard you like hard ones?"
Corporal Kate made a yellow accent, which made the men laugh knowingly.
"Kate, I heard you like hard ones too?"
The sharp reply of the female special forces team made the men laugh even happier.
"Pizza, or sushi?" The female special forces member asked the second question.
"Sushi, sushi, it must be sushi, because I'm Asian." A yellow-sex marine shouted excitedly.
"Just as excited as him, he is probably the descendant of a Japanese devil." Long Zhan guessed.
“Pizza, I love pizza.”
“I love pizza too.”
Two more team members answered one after another.
"Blonde, or brunette."
The female Marines stayed among a bunch of men for a long time and drove easily.
"Brunette girl."
"Brunette girl."
"I'll choose a black-haired girl, too."
"Wow, my favorite black hair."
The choices of all Marines are highly consistent, with some strong hint,
Because the female Marines have black hair.
Then ask the third question: "A pretty face or a devilish figure."
"Of course, it's a pretty face." The driver of Car No. 1 replied.
"It's the same after turning off the lights. I want a devilish figure." said the heavy machine gunner.
"I'll choose my butt." said the corporal of the sea.
"Children only choose, adults want it."
Long Zhan's answer was amazing, causing the Marines to howl wildly.
The female Marines were all amused by Long Zhan.
In this cheerful atmosphere, the convoy drove to a special terrain.
In the middle is a gravel road more than ten meters wide, and there are cliffs fifty or sixty meters high on both sides, standing straight and steep like a knife and axe.
It was like splitting a mountain and building a highway in the middle.
The truck driving in the front stopped before entering the entrance of this first-line sky.
"Why did you stop?" Chief Sir Colmas asked on radio.
"Report, I saw garbage on the side of the road, one hundred yards ahead of the left." The co-pilot of the No. 1 car replied.
Garbage refers to IED.
Afghans like to play this trick the most, making simple bombs and putting them in a pit on the roadside, with something on it.
Most of the time it was really covered with garbage, which initially caused American soldiers to suffer.
So there is a synonym for garbage.
"Seeing metal wires connected, the detonation device? There are signs of loosening of the soil?" asked Chief Cormass.
"Yes, Chief." The co-pilot of the No. 1 car replied.
"Which one?" asked Master Sir Colmas.
"I saw a lot of garbage, right by the roadside, and the soil was loosened." The co-pilot of the No. 1 car replied.
"Damn it."
Chief Sir Colmas cursed irritably, pressed the command center call button and said: "Operation Thunder, I am the 25th gunbomb here, we see suspected roadside bombs."
It's just a pile of garbage, is it that scary?
People who don’t understand may ask this!
But as long as people who have been in Afghanistan for a year, they will not say this.
Because Afghans usually are willing to drug the roadside bombs. Although the road is nearly ten meters wide, if it is detonated remotely, the car may not be spared.
Chief Sir Colmes suffered a lot of this kind of hardship and acted more cautiously, so he reported to his superiors.
"Bountain 25, have you seen the bomb exactly?" asked the base command center.
"No, I only saw a pile of garbage, and there were signs of looseness in the surrounding soil." Chief Cormass replied.
"Received, the cannon 25, stayed on standby, waiting for the explosive disposal team, and it was completed." The base command center issued an order.
"Received, wait for the explosives treatment team to be finished."
Chief Sir Colmas put down his hand table, turned around helplessly and said, "I'm sorry, man, this happened to me when I brought you out the first time."
"It just happened to see the scenery. It's pretty good. I haven't been here for many years." Long Zhan joked.
“The scenery here…”
The female driver smiled, with some meaning.
"All units should be careful and keep alert. We need to wait for the explosives treatment team." Chief Sir Cormas issued an order to the team.
The team that received the order immediately adjusts the formation.
The two trucks compressed the distance between the front and rear, and pulled from the previous interval of 100 meters to the current twenty meters.
Two armed Hummers located in the middle drove out of the queue one left and one right, facing the left and right, and were responsible for alerting the left and right sides.
The formation of the convoy was adjusted, and Chief Cormass immediately ordered: "Everyone stayed in the car, Soto, staring at Level 3 to look for the sniper."
"receive!"
The heavy machine gunner finished answering and pulled the bullets onto the bullets to prepare for battle.
Her eyes wearing sunglasses were sweeping back and forth on the ridge under the scorching sun.
There is no system air conditioner inside the Hummer military vehicle. It’s okay when the car moves, but the wind blows in. It’s not hot to sit inside the car with the windows open.
But now it stopped in the middle of the road, with the sun shining in the sun, and the temperature in the car rose sharply.
Sitting in the car on a hot day, everyone was soaked and they didn't dare to walk out of the car, so they could only endure it and stay in the car.
Because outside such wilderness, standing outside is a living target.
Who knows where a bullet will fly out and smash your head into pieces.
Two hours passed in a blink of an eye.
The explosives treatment team has no sign yet, and you are so hot that the people sitting in the car are so hot.
And as time goes by, more troublesome things are imminent.
That is, if you can't go through it quickly, the remaining second half of the road will definitely be able to walk at night, and it is several times more dangerous at night than during the day.
Just a pile of garbage was placed on the roadside, scaring a fleet of marines so hard that they dared to go over.
This sounds funny.
People with impatient temperament will definitely say, "Isn't it just a bag of garbage piled up there? Can't you check it out by yourself? Do you eliminate it?"
However, the fact is...
Those who have this kind of thinking have been killed by the bomb.
Twenty years after the Afghan War, the American soldiers who are still alive in the car will definitely be able to survive.
With the rapid development of technology, roadside bombs are not limited to hair suppression and hair extension.
Remote control explosion is the deadliest.
What do you know when you walk over to check for any bombs, will the terrorist press the remote control and then fry you into meat on the spot.
Never think that only one US military will be killed, as Afghans will be reluctant to detonate bombs.
Compare an American soldier.
Chapter completed!