Licking his chapped lips, the dry Gobi was about to drain his body, and his dry mouth felt like he was about to die of thirst.

As the altitude gets higher and higher, the temperature is getting lower and lower, this time in Afghanistan has not yet fully entered the winter, but the temperature on the plateau has made people feel a strong chill, because it is a relatively large amount of exercise in the march, at first there is no feeling, but standing in place for a while, you will feel cold all over the body, teeth chatter.

The captain and the others who were walking in front had already entered the valley, and I had just come down from the hillside with a few people behind.

There was obviously a lot of movement on this side of the road, much smoother than the trail we had walked before, and there were footprints on the ground, and there should have been people passing here not long ago.

"Heighten your guard, we've entered the enemy's area of activity, be careful not to get shot in the head, although the enemy's marksmanship is not very good, but in case you are a bad luck!" As a spearhead, the monkey was the first to remind everyone when he found the footprints.

"It's better to worry about yourself, seeing that you are all in bad spirits, and you look like you want to see God." The Lion teased over the radio.

"If I were a sniper, I would have shot your hairy head first." The monkey turned his head and raised his middle finger at the lion.

Although it didn't matter, everyone put on a fighting posture as they spoke, and their fierce eyes began to patrol the surroundings, paying attention to all possible sniper positions, and I was confident that as long as there was a little wind and grass, it would definitely not escape our eyes.

"Monkey, don't be careless, I seem to smell death." The wolf snorted, his face was slightly solemn, I also took a deep breath, but I didn't smell anything, this guy's nose is more intelligent than a dog, I have always felt that the code name of the military dog is more suitable for him than the wolf.

"I don't feel good either!" The monkey slowly stopped, put away his hippie smile, looked left and right, and walked to the side of the road.

"Prepare for battle!" As soon as the captain gave the order, we immediately entered the battle mode, and dozens of people pulled the bolts of their guns with a loud noise, each looking for cover and preparing for battle.

"Don't even move!" The monkey suddenly roared and stopped everyone's movements, and a group of people froze in place, not knowing what was happening, and no one dared to move for a while.

I turned my head to look and saw the striker lying on the side of the road, stabbing the ground with a saber in his hand, and the monkey squatting beside him with a solemn face to help.

It is said that nearly 10 million landmines are buried under the ground of Afghanistan, and in addition to marked minefields, there are many unknown forbidden areas, and countless civilians are killed every year due to misentering minefields, and the number of landmines continues to grow as the war continues.

"A good news and a bad news, which one to listen to first?" After confirming the situation, the monkey asked over the radio.

"Bad news!" Death did not hesitate to speak, only bad news can make us understand our situation.

"We have entered a minefield, and the density of mines is too high to clear!" The striker stood up to answer for the monkey, having given up on dismantling the mine he had found.

"Good news!" I asked.

"The minefield is set up on both sides of the mountain road, as long as we walk along the middle, we will not touch the mine!" The striker put his saber back into his holster, looked up at it, and said faintly, "But I don't know how big the minefield is, and I don't know the road ahead." ”

"Are you sure this is good news?" Death said coldly, "Maybe we should think about how to retreat." ”

"The rear team changed to the front team, the assassins led the way, the strikers broke off, and the alternate cover slowly exited the minefield." The captain immediately gave the order that the enemy had set up minefields on both sides of the road to avoid the eyes of the soldiers, which was not a good thing, and we were likely to have unwittingly entered the enemy's trap, and if they could detonate the minefield remotely, we would be in a desperate situation.

Standing in the middle of the mountain road and walking back cautiously, his eyes swept over the dirt and rocks on both sides of the mountain road, and in the dark crevices, he saw one after another outcropping mine trigger rods, which were well hidden, and could not be seen at all if he did not look carefully.

If so many mines detonate at the same time, we in the middle are afraid that we will not even have scum left, and watching those terrifying trigger levers are like beasts with their mouths open, baring their sharp fangs, ready to devour us at any time.

I took a deep breath and slowly quickened my pace, and the American GIs behind me were all panicked, only knowing to follow me with their heads down, and even the previous fatigue was swept away, if it wasn't for the captain's military order, these guys would have run wildly.

The surroundings were quiet as usual, only the whining of the breeze through the valley in my ears, and my unconventional intuition did not send a danger signal, and I was about to walk out of the minefield more than ten meters away, just when I thought I could pass safely, a sharp sound of breaking the air fell from the sky.

This terrible whistle sits on a rocket into my ears, and my first reaction is to run, at this time, no one can save anyone, and one can rush out one by one.

"Brothers, everyone takes care of yourselves." I threw off my legs and ran forward as I playfully shouted into the microphone.

As soon as the words fell, the flying cannonballs actually landed on the hillside in front of me, my pupils contracted instantly, and I only felt a terrifying breath spread from the soles of my feet all over my body, and even my hair stood up, and my body's instinct did not allow me to sit still, so I hurriedly grabbed my head and fell to the ground.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, the shell exploded in front of me, and the American GIs behind me didn't react to being blown around by the air wave, and I don't know who stepped on my body and ran over and was blown back by the air wave and hit me heavily on the head.

I couldn't care about this anymore, and I held my head and prayed in my heart, "Don't detonate, don't detonate ......"

After waiting for a few seconds, the expected explosion did not sound, and I looked up to see that the location of the shell explosion was already outside the minefield and had not detonated the minefield.

"Oh God! Thank you, big brother Taliban, a shot is crooked. "I raised my hand and pushed down the American soldier who was pressing on me, and when I got up, I was about to rush out, this was just a test shot from the enemy, and after correcting the trajectory, the next wave would detonate the minefield.

Just as I got up and was about to run, suddenly a hand grabbed my ankle, I didn't want to pay attention to it, but when I looked back, it turned out to be Heidi, she was the stupid person who had just been blown back by the air wave and smashed on me, and I didn't know where she was injured, and she couldn't get up on the ground.

"Help me!" Her almost pleading gaze was not only panic and fear, but also a desire to survive, and I became her only lifeline.