"Call the console. Dagger 12, Dagger 12, here is Dagger 33, please answer." Long Zhan called out on the radio.
"We are out of communication." Sergeant John replied.
"Call Dagger 12, Dagger 12, here is Dagger 33, please answer." Long Zhan was a little unwilling to give up and continued to call.
"Damn it, damn." Suddenly the car slipped a lot, and John almost couldn't control the vehicle to overturn.
"The tires are blown out." Ahmed leaned out of the window and took a quick look, and said loudly.
After the car exploded, it began to drive around.
"Okay, it seems that I can only abandon the car." John saw that he would continue to drive like this, and there might be an accident.
In order not to overturn, John parked the car next to a slope.
Then he notified Long Zhan and Ahmed to open the car door and get out of the car and run away.
Soon, the Taliban people followed the car, but saw that there was no one inside the car.
"We found his car, they got out of the car and ran away." The Taliban people reported to the headquarters and began to search everywhere.
"I will send everyone to chase them." The Taliban correspondent replied after receiving the notice.
"I want to live." After hearing this, the head of the Taliban smoked and asked the correspondent.
"Catch them alive." The Taliban correspondent conveyed the request to them again.
"I received it, let's look for it separately." After hearing the instructions, the Taliban people chased and killed them separately.
At this time, the US rescue helicopters arrived over the mine site one after another, but when they arrived, they saw that the mine was in chaos.
Corpse are everywhere, and thick smoke is rolling.
The helicopter patrolled variously over the sky, but only saw the black and black bodies of Guan Yuan, JJ and others who were blown.
Long Zhan, Amad, John and others were already getting off the car and trying desperately to escape on the mountain, but the helicopter was late and could no longer find them.
After the plane patrols, it can only communicate via radio: "Call the catastrophe headquarters."
"receive."
"This is Viper 62. About 40 Taliban bodies were found on the scene, as well as the bodies of all the soldiers in the 33rd team. However, no bodies were seen from Sergeant John Kingley and Gibran, translated. The report was completed."
The plane was found to be unsuccessful and returned to the headquarters.
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Long Zhan and the others ran away desperately, not knowing how long they had run. After looking at the surrounding environment, it seemed to be quieter, he stopped and said to John and Ahmed, "We should be fine now."
He thought it was time to track the Taliban a long way away.
Sergeant John did not feel relaxed at all because he had temporarily escaped from the Taliban's tracking. Instead, his expression became more solemn. He sat on the ground without saying anything.
Long Zhan and Amad looked at each other and noticed the sadness in Sergeant John's heart.
After all, so many soldiers were all sacrificed in one go.
Last time I came out to find a bomb manufacturing site, everyone was still having barbecue happily.
I just got some gains from this time, and I found so many explosive packs.
But in just a blink of an eye, only I, the translator, and Gibran were left.
Chief John was unable to accept this result for the moment. He was so angry that he clenched his fists and seemed to want to kill all the Talibans.
But at present, they themselves are unable to protect themselves.
Long Zhan saw it, and didn't know what to say or how to comfort him. He could only go to the side and pat his arm.
Amad's eyes also dimmed and shone with stars.
Because Ahmed also came with the intention of taking revenge, the mood of the two of them may indeed be more painful than that of the Dragon Battle.
Long Zhan was just holding a cap to help Sergeant John find the explosives factory, even if the mission was completed.
But I didn't expect that things were not as simple as I imagined.
Your life may end at any time.
John was so angry that he was breathing heavily. The more he thought about it, the sadder he felt.
Long Zhan saw that the sun was about to set. He took the initiative to break the awkward atmosphere of the three people: "Let's rest here tonight."
Although everyone did not speak, they all agreed.
They thought they were far away from the Taliban, but they didn't expect that when they woke up in the morning, Long Zhan vaguely heard someone rustling from the grassland.
When he opened his eyes, John had woken up, made a "shhh" gesture, and then gently pushed Ahmed, who also opened his eyes.
John also made a "shhh" gesture. He said softly to Dragon Zhan and Ahmed: "The satellite navigation shows that the base is 120 kilometers in that direction and needs to cross bad terrain. There are Taliban people everywhere nearby, and we can't walk the road. They will catch up in 2 minutes. We have to leave quickly. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Ahmed replied.
"I'm fine." Long Zhan also replied.
Then Amad got up and prepared to escape from this unsafe place.
I originally thought that as long as they walked far enough, they would be safe, but I didn't know that this escape route consumed all their energy.
Now there are eight Talibans looking for them everywhere with guns.
One of them found John and the others and shouted loudly in Afghanistan: "Chasing, chasing."
Then the Talibans kept chasing John and the others.
"They have found us. Are you loading?" John asked.
"Loaded." Ahmed looked at the gun.
"Mine is fine. If they follow suit later, you run away first and I'll deal with them." Long Zhan said to the two of them. Long Zhan is more than enough to deal with a few such soldiers.
If you can do it, try to escape if you can. Otherwise, there will be so many people in the Taliban.
The Taliban and John and others already knew about each other's situation, so they ran away desperately, and chased each other desperately.
Passing one tree after another, one slope after another.
Sometimes it slips directly from the mountain.
As a result, there was a very steep slope, and Ahmed accidentally rolled down from above and rolled the gun in his hand off.
The situation is critical, so you can't go back and pick it up again.
I could only keep moving forward.
In this way, the three of them rolled down or slipped from a very steep slope.
There are a lot of loess and trees on the mountain.
The body was covered in dust when it rolled out.
Sometimes John rolled onto a tree, and he was stunned by the impact of rolling.
But there is no way, I have to keep running.
Originally, the Taliban people were only about 200 meters away.
Chapter completed!