After reporting to the base, Pandora contacted the Flying Eagle again, asking him to pick us up and leave this damn mountain, Pandora didn't trust the base, waiting for them to pick up, I don't know what moths will come out, I don't want to stay in this hellish place for a second, I'm glad that the plateau of Afghanistan hasn't really entered the winter, otherwise I have to freeze to death on the mountain.

We walked back according to the mountain road we came, and before we had gone far, the first wave of bombardment by the coalition forces arrived, and more than a dozen cruise missiles dragged a long tail flame across the sky like meteors, forming a perfect parabola, and plunged into the fortress, and then the earth shook violently, and we felt unstable standing hundreds of meters apart, and the rocks on the mountain rolled down in the shaking, and the shock of the scene was like a great earthquake.

The huge explosion was deafening, spreading far away on the plateau at an altitude of more than 4,000 meters, and the surrounding mountains seemed to roar in response.

Ten minutes later, with a rumbling roar, the F16 fighter formation flew over the fortress at a very fast speed, and then saw bombs falling from the sky like snowflakes, at the same time, the Taliban anti-aircraft fire hidden in the mountains opened fire in full swing, dozens of anti-aircraft guns roared wildly, and countless lines of fire rushed into the air to pull up a barrage, like fireworks in the air.

The anti-aircraft fire in the fortress was much more powerful than we thought, but the bombing missions were carried out by the excellent pilots of the coalition forces, who quickly rose to an altitude of tens of thousands of meters after dropping the bombs.

I stood on the hillside in the distance and watched the scene, how spectacular it was for thousands of bombs to fall, the two mountains connecting the fortress were blown up in an instant, and the explosions pushed forward like a tsunami, plowing the entire area from beginning to end.

It reminded me of the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor, where the smoke and dust covered the two mountains, and I couldn't see anything but smoke and fire, and the smoke and dust filled the air, forming a sea of gray clouds over the fortress.

A moment later, a second bomber formation flew overhead, and when I looked up, there were more than twenty bombers, this time dropping hundreds of white phosphorus bombs and solid gasoline incendiary bombs, in addition to a large number of bombs.

Perhaps it was the shooting of the POWs that angered the Coalition forces, and by the gesture they had reduced the entire fortress to ashes along with everyone inside.

As the raindrops of bombs fell, a fire rose from the mountain, turning into a sea of fire within a radius of two kilometers, and the two main peaks burned red, turning into two realistic versions of the flaming mountains, and even the mud and rocks were burning, and the adhesion of solid gasoline incendiary bombs was extremely strong, and no matter where they fell, they were in flames.

The heat came in my face, my eyebrows were scorched from such a distance, the enemy's anti-aircraft fire was basically dumb, and the second bomber formation, having dropped all the ammunition, swaggered away, during which only a few poor rockets rushed into the air, but unfortunately none of them hit.

This time I saw a number of figures rushing down the hill, most of them wrapped in flames rolling down, and after a struggle, reduced to ashes.

I don't know how many people died, but I certainly didn't leave corpses, because there were fires everywhere, and even corpses were burned to ashes.

I thought that the bombing of the coalition forces was over here, who knew that the fire was still burning, two B-52 strategic bombers, swaying and flying over, perhaps because they felt fearless, they slowly moved to the top of the mountain, dropping two BLU-82 vacuum bombs weighing 15,000 pounds, the huge size made my heart hairy.

I really didn't expect the U.S. military to take this guy out, this kind of bomb is the first time I've seen it with my own eyes, it's also called a cloudburst bomb, because the name is too terrifying, someone gave him a beautiful name called Daisy Cutter, and behind this beautiful name it means that life is ruined and the world is destroyed.

The shock wave generated by its explosion will cause a pressure of 130 kilograms per square centimeter, and all the creatures within 600 meters in diameter will turn into fly ash, causing extreme hypoxia in a larger area, even if you hide in a cave, in the water, and underground, you will be suffocated by the lack of oxygen, and eventually you will die, it is obvious that the purpose of the coalition forces is to kill them quickly!

"Assassin, you stand so high and look for death, why don't you come down quickly!" The wolf yelled at me down the hillside.

In such a moment's moment, a huge mushroom cloud rose in the mountains, and then I felt the air in front of me tremble, and then I was swept up to the sky like a leaf, followed by a violent tremor, and before I landed, I saw two mountains as if hollowed out, collapsing in the terrifying mushroom cloud, and a huge crack appeared in the middle of the connection, like a canyon, dividing the mountain in two.

Then I fell to the ground and rolled down the hillside, and the wolf and the goddess rushed over to save me, and the rubble that rolled down the hill almost buried me alive.

I was a little scared of the sensation, knowing that there was no problem with the pain, and once it was numb, it meant that something was wrong.

I felt that the impact was not enough to kill me, and it was not until I stopped that I realized that it was not that I didn't feel pain, but that my whole body hurt, and the sharp pain stimulated my nerves, which reassured me.

"Assassin...... How's it going, Assassin! "It was Pandora who stopped me, or I had to roll down, and she held my head and ran her hands around me.

I opened my eyes and tried to speak, but I held my breath in my throat, and it was hard for me to breathe, let alone speak.

"Hey, hey, you're stupid, what the hell are you talking about!" The wolf kept slapping me in the face.

I wanted to say that it was okay and told them not to be so nervous, but no matter how hard I tried, they couldn't make a sound, and then ghosting began to appear in front of my eyes, and their shouts became staccato in my ears.

My eyes were getting darker and darker, their figures were getting blurred, and I forced myself not to close my eyes, but my brain felt like it was dormant and couldn't transmit instructions.

I closed my eyes in a state of extreme reluctance, lost all consciousness, and in a trance I heard many people shouting, but the sound became farther and farther away, and finally disappeared completely.

I don't know how bad my situation is, but I don't want to hang up, and although I lost consciousness and lost contact with the outside world, my subconscious was still there, like a dream after falling asleep, making me sure I wasn't dead.