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    Update time: 2008-08-04

    "Hi! My name is Mark. Mark Webber." A British Royal Marine with a crew cut and freckles carrying an L85A1 came to the Humvee military vehicle next to me, carrying a bottle of Coca-Cola, and looked at my hand with envy.  PSG sniper rifle, the British Land Rover convoy was parked in the distance, and a dozen British and Canadian soldiers were leaning on the car to look here. It seemed that Mark was just standing in front.

    "What a gun! Can I try it?" Mark said eagerly as he looked at the weapon in my hand.  His words caused a burst of laughter from the assassins and werewolves beside me. These guys were already the third batch of soldiers who came to test today.  Weapon exchange is a game for multinational troops to kill time when they are free, but the weapons of the low-level mercenary team are all provided by the US military and there is no new idea to exchange.  These guys set their sights on high-level teams with advanced weapons traditions.  Many people were shooting targets in the distance, most of them using Russian weapons captured from the battlefield.

    "Of course!" I pulled out the spare gun from the car and threw it to him. Although I was not happy, we were going to work together in the future, so there was no need to have a quarrel.  After watching the British soldier take over my guy, other comrades gathered around and started studying it.

    Pulling off the warm hat on your head, you scratched the itchy tattoo on your head.  Returning from the cold top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain feels like spring has returned to the earth.  Frequent attacks on supply lines made the U.S. military extremely angry. The rude and obscene remarks made by front-line troops requesting supplies made some generals directly responsible explode after hearing about the incident.  In order to ensure that his soldiers can have enough to eat, the result is that a large amount of manpower is consumed on the supply line of five steps, one post, ten steps and one sentry. The withdrawal of manpower from the front battlefield weakens the combat effectiveness of the army to some extent.  China can only use its air superiority to increase the intensity of air strikes. Anyway, it is the US Treasury Department that has the headache of increasing military expenditures.

    ¡°However, this is not what I, an outsider, worry about.  Anyway, the increase in troops and appropriations gave everyone better food, drink and wages. Many frontline soldiers who had been risking their lives fighting in the front said they were relieved when they came here. These British soldiers in front of them were transferred to be food transporters.  Good luck ghost.

    "The structure of this gun is different from the German prototype gun." A sniper from the British Royal Marines held an L96A1 sniper rifle in his arms. He originally wanted to skillfully dismantle my weapon to show off his skills, but instead of showing his face, he looked at me.  He opened the barrel of the gun and showed an embarrassed expression.

    "Have any of you seen this kind of bullet?" A Canadian gunman took out the bullet that had been ejected from the gun chamber and shook it in front of his eyes, looking at the mercury-like liquid inside in surprise.

    "This gun is so heavy!"

    "Look at this scope! It has more interfaces than my portable computer"

    "I heard that Americans use mercenaries to test the actual combat performance of new weapons. Just like the new xm8 rifle that was just sent to those mercenaries two days ago, I heard that it is the next generation combat rifle that will replace the m16. Could this be  The Land Warrior individual soldier system that the U.S. government spent hundreds of millions of dollars to develop?" A group of people held the gun I threw to them and studied it for a long time without coming to any conclusion. Finally, they gathered around us again, looking at me hoping to  Share some information about these strange things.

    "For information about weapons, you can ask that cripple. I'll just use it!" I pointed at the genius next to me who was teasing the female reporters like Jie Li.  But his eyes were watching a team of more than ten container trucks and bulldozers appearing on the distant horizon. In such a backward area, such a large-scale convoy was definitely not something that civilians could mobilize.  He raised his gun and looked through the scope to see that the back of each truck was packed with gun-toting Confederate soldiers.

    "What is that?" I asked the werewolf next to me: "I saw a group of trucks like this coming from that direction last night. What are they pulling? There shouldn't be any military or civilian vehicles in the direction they go.  facilities.¡±

    "That's right! There is only endless Gobi in that direction. They ran out of oil and couldn't see any buildings." The werewolf answered me while lying in a chair on the front cover of the off-road vehicle and observing with a telescope for a moment.

    "Judging from the shape of the wheels, the car is running at full capacity. What I'm more curious about is what they are transporting." The water ghost shaved his head and looked much younger.  He was cleaning the sand that had been scraped into the heavy machine gun barrel on the roof of the car, and without a telescope, he used the TOW missile launch station to observe.  The turret rotated as if he wanted to attack the convoy, which caused the resting soldiers nearby to think that there was an emergency and ran over to prepare for the battle.

    "What are you looking at?" Jie Li and Tian Tian broke away from the crowd and walked over, looking at the approaching motorcade.

    "I don't know! A convoy! We made two trips yesterday. Only bulldozers can't build a house." I used thermal imaging to observe that the car was driving on the road like a red bread with wheels: "It's loaded with  It¡¯s a human being!¡±

    ¡°Use airtight containers to load people?¡± Others nearby heardWhen I heard this, they all turned on the thermal imaging function, and without even looking twice, they exclaimed: "How many people are there here? 100? 120?"

    Everyone adjusted the spectrum, hoping to distinguish different heat sources and carefully identify how many people were packed in the container.  After a while, the water ghost cried out in surprise: "There are at least 150 people in there." At this point, he turned his head and looked at us with great surprise and said, "Are 150 living people stuffed into a 20-foot container?  It reminds me of the train to Auschwitz.¡±

    "They didn't want to transport the people in the car to their destination alive." The werewolf said with certainty: "If there is a destination."

    After female reporter Jie Li read it with a werewolf telescope, she said with a pale face: "No matter who is in the car, this is a collective massacre." After several battles, the reporter who was with the army was allowed to stay in the team.  , this aunt is the only one left.

    "Aha!" Genius suddenly realized as he looked at the fleet of cars going away: "Now I understand why we are required to guard this place, even the donkey is not allowed to let go. They have some things to deal with!"

    "Why don't you go and see what's going on?" Jerry looked at me and the werewolf, as if we should take care of this matter.

    "We are not the police!" The werewolf didn't mean to answer her question, so I had to answer. After all, this woman can get a lot of things that are not available in the market.

    "Someone has to take care of this!" Although Jie Li has grown up during the war, her boring sense of justice is still deep-rooted in her heart. However, she understands that the consequences of following her alone are that a reporter will not be able to see clearly.  He was accidentally shot and killed.

    "Forget it! They dog ??bites dog, what does it matter to us? The more they kill, the easier it will be for us. All the prisons in Afghanistan are full. These savages are terrorists, and only when they enter their graves can the peace of the world be guaranteed.  "The British and American soldiers on the side all ran away when Jerry's eyes glanced at her. Finally, a team leader summed up everyone's thoughts.

    "Too too" Jie Li looked at the temperature of the container in the heat detector which was weakening, which meant that the number of living people inside had begun to decrease. When she heard the "reason" of the American soldier next to her, she felt a sense of incarnation.  In the coldness of hell: "It's too cruel!"

    "Jerry! Human life is not worth mentioning in war, especially the prisoners of war produced in the civil war." I put down the gun and stopped looking at the convoy heading to hell.  He glanced back at the woman standing next to the car, picked up the thermos cup next to him, took a sip of coffee and said slowly: "Because the fate of prisoners of war depends on the strength of the country's government behind them. If they lose the protection of the government, they will be killed."  No one will stand up to recover their rights."

    "Someone has said that when one group attacks another, it is either to plunder the other's land or wealth, or simply to prove its superiority. There is no better reason other than that. But they have the same blood and the same history.  , the same belief, why can't they coexist?" Jieli looked at the Northern Alliance soldiers standing in our team with a puzzled face.

    "Haha! Dear Jerry, you are so beautiful, why don't you use your brain?" The water ghost got out of the car and slapped the female reporter's butt from behind with a ruthless expression: "How many killings have been made in history?  Is it happening between brothers who are separated by walls and kin who are fighting against each other? Killing is human nature, and all religions have set up various rules to restrain it, but the effect is obviously limited."

    "I still can't believe that they abused these prisoners of war regardless of life and death under the eyes of the whole world. For God's sake, there are thousands of them" Although Jie Li traveled all over the country, she still didn't get around enough to see him.  The extent of this scene that we think is commonplace: "Maybe they built a secret prison somewhere and these people were just transferred. As you said, the prisons in Afghanistan are full."

    "Really?" The water ghost looked at his watch and suggested to the female reporter with a lewd smile: "It is now 3:40 in the afternoon. By nine o'clock in the evening, these guys should be back. If you can provide me with some  Special service, I can take you to see it tonight."

    His proposal elicited a burst of kicks from the werewolf and me. This disgusting request sounded like the feeling of paying a debt with money and flesh.  It really damages the image of us elites in the hearts of the masses of women. You can tell by looking at the reactions of other female soldiers nearby.

    "Jerry! I can take you there! I don't want your a**!" I held down the water ghost's neck while the werewolf kicked his butt desperately from behind, while the assassin smashed his face with a handkerchief on the side

    "I want to go see it too" Tangtang, who had been following me next to me, also came over. The bombardment hit her too hard. Her original wish to stay leisurely in Afghanistan until her service was completed was shattered by shell fragments.  .  She vaguely saw the outline of the real world through the cracks of her ideal, and now she wanted to see it more clearly.

    "Maybe we should find two more to make four, one for each of us."?????The water ghost was suppressed by the three of us but his lust remained unchanged

    The barren land of Afghanistan unfolds to its extreme before our eyes, with new ruts left on the desolate plains like the surface of the moon.  The overly flat sand surface shows traces of artificial treatment here not long ago. The large number of objects half-buried in the yellow sand-rosary beads, felt hats, and shoes tell us that what is hidden underneath is not history.  There are also long marks left by bulldozers on the yellow sand!  Many wild dogs and other scavengers were looking at us uninvited guests who disturbed their meals from a distance.

    "Do you want to dig it up and take a look?" I kicked the bare half of my forearm that was exposed on the ground and was chewed. I accidentally stepped on the fleshy skull exposed on the sand and almost slipped: "These people were buried alive.  Many of them almost climbed out. Poor guy, he would have come out if he tried harder."

    The sound of vomiting after "vomit~" shows that this level of picture is enough to exceed the endurance of women.

    "I knew those poor guys didn't have the money to build a prison, look! It saves a lot of trouble." The assassin looked at the arm stretched out with sand covered in it, shook his head and sighed: "But! This is the consequence of even trying to save bullets, they  Ignoring how strong a person¡¯s survival instinct is, it seems they don¡¯t often bury people alive! Amateur!¡±

    "Brothers! A friend is coming from afar!" The werewolf sat on the roof of the car and shouted to us: "Ho ho! Big deal! So many trips a day! You are very brave!"

    I lay down on the sand dune and looked in the direction of the werewolf's finger, and found that the convoy was once again full of people.  They have spotted us, and many soldiers have poked their heads out of the cockpit.

    "Aren't we leaving?" Jieli asked a little surprised when she saw that some of us didn't get in the car.  Next to them, Tang Tang and several other female soldiers also looked surprised.

    "Why are you leaving?" We parked the car and asked Thor and others who were coming with us to set up their weapons just in case: "We are not outsiders, and running away will arouse suspicion. They only rely on sight, but they don't have night vision.  equipment."

    The temperature in the desert at night in winter is not much higher than that of the snowfield. Even though I wore thermal clothing, the cold wind still pierced my jacket like an ice pick.  The rest of us were okay, we all had experience lurking in snowy fields, but the female soldiers beside us were not that strong, and they could not help but tremble while holding their guns.  Although they have no experience in engaging the enemy, they must be soldiers who have received formal military training. They are impeccable in terms of personal force preparation and formation.

    The convoy slowly approached us, and the armed militiamen above jumped out of the car early, holding machine guns and slowly approaching us ahead of the convoy.  The strict W forward formation showed excellent training results, and the weapons in their hands were not old AK47 rifles, but all M16 small-caliber ones. It seemed that these people had been trained by the US military.

    ¡°Send me your identity!¡± The other party knew we were not Taliban soldiers when they saw our military vehicle, so they just shouted from a distance.

    "We are Private Amelia Tang and military advisor of the Marine Corps Forced Search and Rescue Team." Our identities were no less important, so we asked the real US military to reply, and for the first time we learned her real name from Tang Tang's words.

    "What are you doing here?" A soldier from the other side who was proficient in English came over to check our identities, waved behind him to indicate there was no problem, and asked us.  When Tangtang heard her words, he didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked up at me and the werewolf, because whether it was true or not, our military rank here was much higher than hers.

    "Some wild beasts brought fresh body parts near our station. We thought one of our own had been attacked, so we came to check." I pointed to the scavengers wandering in the distance and explained to them, although I was not good at it as a child.  He lied, but things have changed now.

    "You leave immediately! This is not your jurisdiction!" The other party said in a serious tone. It seems that he is a high official in the Northern Alliance.  But he didn't want to state his official rank and just said his name was Nayel.

    "No problem!" Anyway, we have achieved our goal. We have earned all the conditions Jieli promised us, and there is no need to stay.  After saying that, we started the car and were about to leave, when we passed by those container trucks.  You can clearly hear the sound of rapid knocking on the box wall inside, and there is also a faint roar.  It can be seen from the thermal imaging camera that half of the people in these cars are dead, and only a few red humanoid figures are still on the upper floors.

    When passing by the last car, it seemed that someone wanted to open the door of the container to let the people inside breathe, but unexpectedly, countless corpses slipped out from the cracks in the door like dead fish. They all looked wet, and their clothes were  The body was torn to pieces and was scratched and bitten to pieces.  When the driver opened the door and saw the bodies pouring out like a flood, he sat down on the ground and cried bitterly.

    "Oh God!" Jie Li wanted to take pictures but was stopped. She also knew that no evidence of what happened here was allowed, and any suspicious actions would lead to death for herself.  Responsibility and guilt wrapped in fear from herThe corners of her eyes fell, but the female soldiers around her did not cry. Their originally trembling eyes became more erect

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