Afghanistan, Parwan Province.

The Falcon sits on the turret of the Amrams tank and constantly looks into the distance with a telescope. The two tanks had already traveled more than 200 kilometers, but the weather seemed to be getting worse and worse, although the wind and snow had stopped, but the weather had become abnormal, the wind was strong, the sand and rocks were flying, and the surrounding area was a yellow sandstorm, and the visibility was barely more than ten meters.

The weirdest thing is that the time is already broad daylight, and at seven o'clock in the morning, the sky is still a dark scene, so thick that it is like a dark cloud pressing overhead, which makes people feel breathless.

Now only thermal imaging telescopes can be relied on to observe the road conditions, the satellite of the Sky Command Center has temporarily lost the picture, according to the news from the potato chip girl Lena, a large area of the sky in Afghanistan has thick clouds, covering several central provinces, even the infrared scanning mode on the satellite can not penetrate the clouds to obtain any information.

"Stop! Stop it! ”

Hayabusa tried to stop the tank, but there was a rustling sound in the headphones, and it was impossible to communicate with the people in the car through the radio.

Communication with the command center also seems to have been affected, as the weather has greatly interfered with the communication signals, and the state-of-the-art radio terminals have been intermittent, good and bad.

"Stop, stop!" Hayabusa picked up the stone that had been placed next to the turret cover and clattered against the thick armor, "Stop! ”

"What's the matter?" The sailor asked, leaning out of the turret.

"Something is wrong ahead!" Hayabusa said, "Don't you see anything wrong in there?" It seems that there is a village in front of it. ”

"Don't mention the inside, now it's all by human observation, and all the observation instruments are covered in sand and dust, as if they are broken." The sailor said, "I'll go in and tell them to stop." ”

With that, he slipped back into the turret.

Falcon lifted his sleeve and found that the military PAD on his wrist had lost the GPS positioning information, and secretly shouted in his heart, bad weather made it almost impossible to move an inch, at this speed, I am afraid that I will not be able to reach Bamiyan Valley at twelve o'clock at night.

Both tanks stopped, and everyone got out of the turrets.

"Fatty, what's the matter!?" As soon as Gege got out of the tank, he quickly buckled up the windbreakers, and the grit swept by the wind crackled on the lenses.

"We're lost!" Falcon pointed to the PAD on his wrist, "My GPS satellite positioning has been interfered with, and there is no way to determine our position now. ”

"Did you try to contact HQ yet?! Let the Potato Chip Girl help us determine the location. Gege said loudly, lest he whisper in the wind and sand and the falcon would not be able to hear his voice.

"You don't have to be so loud, I have a very sensitive sense of hearing." Falcon pointed to his ear and said, "I tried to contact the headquarters, but there is no way, I can't get in touch, the interference is too great!" ”

He pounded the turret again and said, "Have you tried to use the communication system in the tank to contact the US front-line command?" ”

"I'll try." After Gege finished speaking, he got into the Abrams tank again, and after a while, he came out and spread his hands: "It's all over, the communication, the observation instrument is useless, this kind of ghost weather, everything is broken." ”

"It's not surprising, the Yankees' things are good, but the adaptability is a little worse, and at this time they are not as good as the military equipment of our Russians, although it is thick, but it is solid." Falcon pointed ahead: "There seems to be a village in front of us, let's go over and take a look and ask what this place is." ”

"Do you have a map and a compass?" Gege said.

"No problem, I brought a military map with a compass, and I have a purely mechanical compass in my watch." Hayabusa patted his tactical bag and raised the watch on his wrist.

Seeing this, Gege reassured himself, and as long as he had these two things, he asked the natives of the village in front of him, and he should be able to determine his bearing, and then he could make a route by comparing the topographical references and determining the direction with the compass, so that he might be able to feel the Bamiyan Valley on time.

"Gege, what are you stopping for?" Neo asked loudly as he emerged from another Abrams tank.

"It's okay, you guys follow us, now that the communication is all cut off, we are confused by the sandstorm, we may have to find the locals to determine the position below, otherwise we will get lost." Gege stretched out his hand and made a few circles in the air, making a sign language to start the engine, "Follow our tank." ”

Everyone returned to the tank, and now all the electronic equipment was out of order, and they had to rely on manual guidance, and Hayabusa was the liaison in charge of communications, so he could only hang on the turret to continue to guide the way.

"Grandma's! What bad luck! Falcon buttoned up the hood, tightened the goggles, curled them into a ball, and muttered, "I'll just say that it's not a good thing for the potato chip girl to let me be a communications liaison, and there is not a day that doesn't trick me." ”

Two tanks rumbled towards the village in the distance.

This village is at the foot of a mountain, next to the road at the entrance of the village, and a well is drilled at the intersection, and the wheels and ropes on it are still there, but there is no figure in sight.

The tanks were stopped, and everyone got out of the car.

"Neo, we must go into the village and ask someone about the situation, leave a few people to watch the car, and send at least three people in." Gege looked at the people around him, and his gaze returned to Neo, "But we may not understand the words here, either Persian or Pashto, such an unpopular language, who understands?" ”

"If I have the Internet, I can use translation software, or connect to our command center and ask them to find someone who can speak Pashto or Persian to translate, you know, we have people of all nationalities in the world." Hayabusa said.

"Can you say something constructive?" Gege couldn't help but glance at the falcon, in this situation, if there is an Internet, do you still use it to go into the village to ask the locals for directions? It's just a bunch of crap!

The falcon spat out the snake's head and quickly moved to the side, not daring to say anything more.

"I understand." A man walked out from behind Neo, dressed in a red combat suit, looking very special.

Michelle, this Holy Archer. Gege knew her.

Speaking of which, Michelle can be seen to be the kind of master who can't cut his hair in a dazzling red specially made battle uniform, no one will wear such a dazzling color combat uniform to the battlefield, this is simply a target for the enemy, just like holding this "shoot at me" sign hanging around.

"Do you know Persian?"

"I've lived in Turkey for a few years, so it's strange that I speak this language, and my family roots are in this part of the Middle East, which is our family's fiefdom." Michelle's voice is very good, and she looks very ecstatic, and everyone who listens to her talk is a man who is smoky.

Gege is also a beauty, but whenever the beauties are together, they will definitely not like each other.

Gege secretly said in his heart: "No one asks where your fief is, besides, this is all a broken thing tens of thousands of years ago, and my fief is still in the Nibelungen!" If you don't show off, you're going to die!? ”

On the surface, he remained silent and said, "Okay, I'll go in with you and the sailors to have a look." Others stood by and stood by. ”

Neo suddenly reached out and stopped the men.

"I'm going to go with you, it seems a little wrong here."

"What's wrong?"

Falcon suddenly interjected: "No, I can't hear someone's breathing, it's terrifyingly quiet!" ”