After walking a kilometer, I arrived at the position where the enemy tank fired before, and I entered the deep mountains after turning over the sand dunes in front of me, walking under the sand dunes, I looked down at my watch, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and it had been half an hour since the Apache crashed, and the coordinates sent by the base were about five kilometers away from us, and it would take at least an hour to march over the mountains and mountains to us, or without any accidents, if the pilot was still alive, it was estimated that I would not be able to wait for our rescue.

But there is no way, since the order has been issued, we have to go this way even if we know that there is little hope of the pilot alive, and the main purpose of the US military is not to rescue the mission, but to force us and the Taliban to fight the fire, so as to eliminate their living forces.

I took a sip of water from the kettle, and was about to climb the sand dunes into the mountain, Sergeant Heidi happened to walk past me, I accidentally glanced at her military boots, shook my head helplessly, and said, "Wait a minute!" ”

"What's wrong, sir?" Heidi was stubborn, but after the previous battle, she still felt a little scared of me, although she didn't want to admit it.

"Didn't the army tell you about the desert march before you came to Afghanistan?" I crouched down with a cold face and tucked her trouser leg into her boots, then tied the laces to the top, tightened them hard and tied a knot.

"I've learned, but ...... Didn't remember much! Heidi lowered her head a little embarrassed.

"Then you have a longer memory, march in the desert, don't let the sand into your shoes, once you wear out your feet, not only will you lose your physical strength, but also easily infected, then you will understand how terrible the desert is, a small piece of sand can kill you." I fastened my shoelaces, got up, pointed ahead, and said, "Hurry up, keep up with me." ”

"Thank you, sir, you're not the same mercenary I remember!" Heidi pursed her lips and smiled, her two eyebrows curved into an arc, she is indeed a rare white beauty, Hispanic whites are very beautiful, but the skin is rough, but there are exceptions, the goddess is also white, and the skin with good skin can pinch out the water.

"And what do you think of a mercenary?" I asked casually.

"Despicable, ruthless, and vicious, just like those Afghan rebels!" Heidi said unabashedly.

"Well, that's an accurate description, so do you know how the Afghans describe you?" I asked as I walked forward.

"I don't know, although I've been in the army for a while, I've been in the base all the time, and I haven't seen a few Afghans!" Heidi shook her head.

"Just like you just described, plus the title of invader." I didn't hesitate to tell her the truth, and I didn't care at all about the ugly expressions on the faces of the American GIs in front of me.

"No way, we're here to help destroy the rebels." Heidi has the impression that she will always belong to the side of justice, and those vicious terrorists are evil devils.

"Look at the ground under your feet, and the weapons on your body, no matter what your purpose, standing on the territory of Afghanistan with weapons, in the eyes of people is aggression, if you still don't understand, then imagine if Afghans were standing on the streets of the United States with guns, as a soldier, would you shake hands with them?" I sneered and looked at the stunned Heidi.

"I ...... I've never thought of it that way! Heidi trotted a few steps to catch up with me, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"Why are you here to fight?" I had climbed to the top of the sand dune, and when I turned around and reached out and pulled Heidi up, the spearhead in front of me had reached the bottom of the mountain.

"For my father, he died in Afghanistan, and his biggest regret is that he didn't see the war won, and I came to fulfill his wish." Heidi's sad eyes reminded me of my parents for no reason, and the guilt and self-blame made my nose sour, and if it weren't for the revenge, I might have actually shot myself in the head to end this painful torture.

"Very good reason, but if you want to fulfill your wish, you must first survive, there is no right or wrong in war, history is written by the victors, as a soldier, there is only one thing you have to do, and that is to obey orders, understand?" I took a deep breath, tried to control my emotions, and said a lot of things, and actually started thinking about her, which is ridiculous when I think about it in hindsight.

Passing through the desert into the mountains, from this point on, we entered the area of activity of the Taliban forces, and walked along the bare mountain road, surrounded by craters blown up by air strikes, countless boulders rolled down the hillside, and many parts of the original mountain road were blocked.

But I didn't see a single corpse after walking for a long time, and at this time Heidi had to believe my words at the time, don't look at the movement is quite big, in fact, it didn't cause much damage to the enemy, and the final solution to the battle was up to the soldiers.

Climb up a hillside, there is a large crater with a diameter of more than ten meters below, seven or eight meters deep, you don't need to think about it, you know, it must be the effect of the MK-84 bomb, the edge of the crater is scattered with the wreckage of some M4 tanks, it seems that the air raid is not without results, at least these dilapidated tanks were destroyed, it is these broken things that have caused us so much trouble, although it is nothing for the US military, but it is also a big loss for the Taliban forces.

"We were almost killed by these old and broken antiques, it's ridiculous!" A Navy SEAL guy stood on the edge of the crater and spat at the fragmented tank.

"This is an American-made tank, and it is still used by people, which shows that there is merit, and you should be happy!" The monkey chuckled.

The Navy SEALs snorted and didn't speak, I don't know if it's ironic that people use weapons made by the United States against the United States.

"We're two kilometers from where the plane crashed, and we're going to pick up the pace." The captain looked at the electronic map and proofread the coordinates.

"Yes, people must be rescued before the enemy finds the pilot." Major Rogge's expression was always so serious.

"What if he dies?" Pandora asked coldly on the side.

"To live to see people, to die to see corpses!" Major Rogge's attitude was very resolute.

"I'm sorry, I'm only responsible for saving people, not robbing corpses, but I hope your pilots are still alive." Pandora turned around and left, leaving Rogge with a heavy face.

"Colonel Reis, what did she mean by that?" Rogge questioned the captain.

"What she means is that we don't need to sacrifice more people for a corpse, I think it makes sense, what do you think, Major Rogge?" The captain smiled and patted Rog on the shoulder, then waved his hand and led the team to speed up and move on.

After crossing two hills along the rugged mountain road, and seeing that he was about to reach the target area, the monkey exploring the path in front suddenly sent a message on the radio: "Captain, what should I do if I find the remnants of the enemy on the mountain road?" ”

Hearing the report, the captain immediately made a gesture to stop advancing, and then asked on the radio: "How many people are on the other side?" ”

"Five, they wore black turbans, gray pants, and AK47 rifles, one of them was wounded and carried by two people, and they were approaching the target position." The monkey described.

(End of chapter)