"God, are they going to blow up the land?" I don't know when, the goddess and the baby of the medical team who were behind came over and couldn't help but sigh when they saw the hellish scene in the distance.

"The retaliation of the US military will only be stronger than imagined!" Heidi snorted, seemingly proud of the strength of her country.

"Hehe, if one round of air strikes can wipe out the Taliban forces, then you won't come here to be a soldier." I sneered, this air raid is indeed much more powerful than we imagined, but those militants entrenched in the mountains have their own ways to deal with them, and if they want to completely eliminate them, they will ultimately have to rely on soldiers.

Speaking of which, I suddenly realized a question, did the US military launch a sweeping plan in advance? And we are all pawns in this plan.

Thinking of this, I turned my head to look at the SEALs, and looked at their calm appearance, as if they knew that this air raid was coming, so was it going to enter the mountains next?

While I was thinking, the F16 formation circled in mid-air and began to return to base, apparently running out of ammunition, and then five Apache helicopter gunships flew over the mountains, rushing through the smoke from the explosion and disappearing from our view.

After about ten minutes, with a rumbling sound, the Apache burst out of the black smoke, but there were only four of them, and the other one didn't know where it went.

I frowned slightly, and I always felt that something was not quite right as I watched the four Apache hover over us for a week and fly in the direction of the base.

"Why is there one missing?" Heidi on the side asked strangely.

"You don't need to ask, you must have been beaten down." The baby hugged his shoulders and sneered.

"Impossible, with a few broken guns in the hands of the enemy, how can it be possible to shoot down a helicopter?" Heidi couldn't believe that such a fierce Apache would be knocked down, and she was confident in the pilots of her own army.

"Cut, look at the convoy in front of you, what else is impossible!" The baby rolled his eyes disdainfully, believing that his country's army was not wrong, but blind worship was not good, and the stupid remarks caused by it were even more unreasonable.

"Call Caesar, please answer when you receive it!" Just then, a call from the base rang in the headset.

"I'm Captain Lacey, please!" The captain responded.

"I just received the news that an Apache helicopter gunship crashed in the mountains, the pilot's life and death are unknown, satellite detection shows that a group of unknown armed forces are approaching the crash area, the command ordered the Navy SEALs to immediately enter the mountains to reach the crash location to rescue the pilot, I hope you can cooperate with this rescue operation." The words of the base were very polite, in fact, they just wanted us to follow into the mountains to exterminate the remnants of the armed men.

"Caesar received it, sent us the coordinates of the crash site." The captain hesitated slightly, but agreed to this battle that did not belong to us, and it was clear that the US military had deliberately launched this battle in order to bring us in to eliminate the remnants of Taliban militants entrenched in the mountains along the border with Pakistan.

We can refuse, but we will never get any news about Kabar from now on, we need a strong intelligence system of the US military, since it is a mutual use, the US military will not be able to suffer, they will make full use of our strength to deal with the rebels during this time, because once we kill Kabar, we will leave Afghanistan immediately, so they will get greater benefits from us in a limited time.

The Taliban attack on the convoy gave them an excuse, and such an operation was almost as familiar as the air strike, almost the same as before the original Operation Snake began, and in our opinion it was the second Operation Forest.

At present, the Kandahar area is the most active place for the rebels, and we don't know how many Taliban fighters are hiding in the mountains, so it is not wise to rush into the mountains, not to mention that the only people who are really capable of fighting are the dozen or so people of the Navy SEALs plus us, the number is too small, how can we do it with hundreds of people.

But the captain has already made a decision, since the US plane crashed in the mountains, it is inevitable to go to the rescue, whether we agree or not, it is impossible to change, Pakistan will not be able to go, all we can do is to go into the mountains, rescue the pilot as quickly as possible, and avoid direct contact with the enemy, of course, if I encounter that mysterious unknown army, I would like to fight them again.

"Captain Lacey, time is pressing, we need to get people out before the rebels find the pilot, I mean go immediately!" Major Rogge of the Navy SEAL team walked over and said with a serious face.

Since he also has the rank of the American army, the captain's rank is higher than him, and he still doesn't dare to put on a high-spirited appearance in front of the captain, and there are many people in the Navy SEALs who have been led by the captain, and they still respect us very much.

"Okay, leave the wounded and non-combatants, and the rest gather at once and prepare to go into the mountains!" The captain gave the order, the matter is not over if the pilot is not recovered, to be honest, we are also in a hurry, Cabal does not get rid of it for a day, it is always our henchman, especially me, I hate him to the core, I can't wait to peel the skin and cramp, and dismantle it.

Last time it was my parents, and next time I don't know which brother's family, this guy has long reached the point of hatred with us, as long as I can kill him to avenge my family, let me do anything.

The troops were quickly assembled, and there were about 80 people who could still participate in the battle, and all the non-combatants stayed where they were and waited for the base to send a car to pick them up.

In this ghost place, you may die at any time, you are still in the desert when you die, you can't even find the body, no one will come to save you, and no one cares, after staying here for a long time, these reporters understand this truth more or less, their so-called legal protection is useless in war, any stray bullet will kill you, and there will be no place to reason at that time.

Back in the car, taking out the equipment that was still inside, putting the M107 back in the gun case and stuffing it into the backpack, checking the ammunition, we set off.

The injured mad lion did not follow, in order not to make him too lonely, the captain left the young master behind, and then asked the nine-tailed fox to stay to take care of the two wounded, and the others all went into the mountain.

Walking in the barren desert is really one step at a time, although it is not the first time to fight in the desert, but I would rather go to Africa to drill in the woods, because there is space here, and if the sniper just now is still there, we are all exposed to his guns at this time, and we can't even find a cover, waiting to be named.

In addition, I hate the temperature in the desert, the temperature difference between day and night is too big, especially now this month, seeing that it is winter, it is fine when the sun is exposed to the sun during the day, and it will freeze to death at night, fortunately there is a mountain in front of it, where the temperature is much better than in the desert.

(End of chapter)