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    Update time: 2008-08-04

    There is no room for thinking at all, and I just rely on instinct to grow taller.  Only when the half-pulled bullet tore through the armor of the body armor and penetrated into my flesh did I confirm that I had been shot in the abdomen.  Then I felt myself flying back as if someone had kicked me hard, and my forward-lying body was pushed upside down. Before my butt hit the ground, I felt a burning pain in my belly, as if hot paint had been poured on my body.  Deadly.

    "They havecough! Cough! Ah!" I sat on the ground holding my stomach, and everything in my stomach that was hit by the impact of the bullet was squeezed out.  Stomach acid combined with foul-smelling digestive products spurted out of my mouth and nose, interrupting my warning to exit.

    "They have night vision and heat detectors!" The werewolf saw me being knocked down through the door panel, and was the first to realize the meaning of the second half of my unspoken sentence.

    "That's right!" I held my stomach and knelt on the ground with my head on the ground, and finally vomited out the residue in my mouth. I swallowed some saliva to moisten my esophagus, which was stimulated by stomach acid and was also burning, but I couldn't make a sound.  But I don't understand how he could see me, because my camouflage clothes and combat uniforms have anti-infrared detection functions, so I can't be seen on the thermal energy detector.

    "Bang! Bang!" There were two sounds of wood being penetrated, and a woman squatting in the corner of the room was shot through the wall.  Another bullet hit the backpack of an American soldier who was blocking the position where I was just now.  He was an auxiliary machine gunner. The bag contained a large amount of ammunition for the machine gunner. The bullet that hit the backpack hit the bullet chain, detonating the bullet in the backpack, and then a domino-like chain reaction. A large number of bullets were thrown around.  All were fired.  In the darkness, he was like a big flaming firework, with fireballs constantly shooting from his back in all directions.  Everyone he turned his back to was out of luck, as the igniting ammunition sprayed out like a machine gun at those behind him.

    "Throw it away! You idiot!" I was not afraid of the bullet killing him, but I was worried that the bullet would hit me.  Before I finished speaking, the scream of the water ghost confirmed my efficacious sixth sense.

    "Holy shit!" Looking at the American soldier who was unloading his backpack, he suddenly stopped and then lay down vertically on the ground.  The constant bouncing of my body by the momentum of the bullets that were still pressing on me reminded me of the 15-kilogram salmon I caught near Finland. It flopped like this when it was thrown on the deck of the boat.

    Bullets continued to shoot from all directions, penetrating the wooden wall and killing all the dozen prisoners hiding in the corner. Tangtang was also shot in the chest and was knocked unconscious.  But after the soldier I blocked was shot and fell to the ground, no more bullets hit the corner where I was hiding, and the assassins and werewolves hiding behind the door and under the wall were not shot either.

    "They can't see us!" I pulled the unconscious Tang Tang, took off her backpack and pressed her under me, trying to cover her with my camouflage clothes.  The werewolves and assassins also pulled Jerry and the surviving American soldiers beside them and used cold-proof clothing to block the infrared heat radiation they emitted.

    "We can't see them either!" After the gunfire stopped, the werewolf looked up and looked outside for a moment and said helplessly: "They also have anti-infrared combat uniforms."

    "Are they one of our own?" The water ghost covered his buttocks and lay on the ground, groaning through gritted teeth.  I'm not surprised that the other party has night vision goggles and infrared detectors, because when the Soviet Union collapsed, a lot of old-fashioned equipment like this was spread to surrounding countries.  However, anti-infrared detection combat uniforms are high-end equipment for special forces in developed countries. No matter how rich you are in a remote country like Afghanistan, you will not have such a thing.

    "It's possible!" The werewolf adjusted the night vision device for a long time and then gave up: "Is there a way to detect their radio frequency? We need to talk to them."

    "The DJ is not here. The radios we carry do not have that function." The assassin hugged a guy and looked at me and the werewolf and said: "By the way, you are too cunning. Take away all the beauties and leave me with a big beard."

    "Fuck! You touched my wound." The water ghost covered his butt and slapped the boy on him.

    "Maybe we should open the window and scream!" Because of the wound on my stomach, I hugged Tangtang but didn't dare to press on her. The posture of lying on her with both hands on the ground felt a bit familiar.

    "Good idea! Go ahead!" The assassin made an invitation gesture.  He wrapped himself up like a brown man with his cloak, not even wanting to expose his eyelids.  I gave up the idea before I even got to the window, because the sound of the wind coming from the cracks of the broken sheepskins nailed to the window frame was louder than the football referee's whistle.

    "Shh!" Before we could come up with any countermeasures, the strong wind blowing from the top of the mountain brought the sound of snow being flattened, and I felt a slight tremor while lying on the floor.  , using a vocal cord vibrator to silently convey on the radio: "They are coming!"

    "Fuck! I can't see them." The assassin covered the mouth of the person in his arms and looked around for a long time to no avail.

    "Me too""The werewolf and the water ghost gave up their inconvenient long guns and took out their pistols, preparing for indoor close combat. Resisting the severe pain in their stomachs, they took out the mk23 from the side of their legs and turned on the safety. They pointed to the front and rear windows of the assassin and the werewolf respectively.  I pointed at myself and him and then at the door, asking him to cooperate with me to guard the front door.

    The water ghost nodded, pulled a corpse on the ground and pushed it to the door, but did not block the door.  Since his lower body was injured and he could not move easily, he left his cloak with the soldier on his body and crawled to the door next to the corpse, pretending to be dead with his face up.

    And I pulled up two corpses and piled them into a temporary defense in front of me.  After everything was done, I discovered that Tangtang had woken up and was looking at me with two big bright eyes.  She actually smiled at me when she realized I noticed her.

    I saw the werewolf and the assassin respectively turned on their night vision goggles, took out the aluminum foil packets from their bag, opened them, picked out the silver-white type with the strongest illumination power among the Salum safety light sticks, and shook it at me.  It is a lighting fixture that is easy to carry, easy to use and low in price.  Made from a flexible plastic tube about the thickness of a finger, it contains two non-toxic chemical solutions, one of which is contained in a suspended ampoule (sealed vial).  The principle is a bit like a fire extinguisher. When using it, bend the plastic tube to crush the ampoule, causing the two chemical solutions to mix and produce a chemical reaction, which emits a bright cold light without heat, flame, or sparks.  There are 6 light colors: red, yellow, green, blue, orange and silver, and the luminous time ranges from 30 minutes to 12 hours, depending on the model.  This safety light stick can be used in wind, snow and underwater. It does not require matches, lighters or any ignition devices such as power sources and wires, and the fracturing ampoules will not cause harm to human eyes and skin.  The one the Werewolves took out was used when we encountered turbid muddy water when diving. The light intensity is comparable to a flashlight.  It seemed that they wanted to take advantage of the opponent's overexposure under strong light using night vision goggles to give them a surprise blow.  The old way!  But it works every time!

    Just when I was about to take off the night vision device, my finger accidentally touched the dial that adjusts the thermal imaging sensitivity.  Suddenly everything in front of him turned into a bright light, and the mottled flash areas were like Picasso's graffiti, whose essence was indistinguishable.  When Genius equipped us with a new thermal imager, he proudly claimed that the performance of this thing surpassed all other similar products, and showed us this image to demonstrate its superior performance.  This kind of bright and weak color blocks means that its detection ability can already distinguish a temperature difference of 0.01 degrees Celsius. After increasing the power, the sensitivity can catch up with photon detection machines that detect oil and mineral deposits without having to maintain an operating low temperature of minus 190 degrees.  However, due to being too sensitive, the texture details of the observed object are lost, and the human eye cannot distinguish what it is seeing.  So it was laughed at by everyone as "a great useless progress!"

    But the image I see now is not the same as before. The low temperature of minus 30 degrees outside has become a light gray background. Everything else is like an exposed photographic film. Although I can¡¯t see the shape, I find that it was originally  The areas of trees and rocks became stable, slightly darker white strips, and strangely, there were other extremely small color patches that were flickering and highlighted.

    When I saw the same highlighted silver flames shooting out from in front of me, I suddenly realized that these highlighted color blocks were actually human breath.  That¡¯s right!  The temperature of the hot air exhaled from the lungs is as high as 37 degrees. Although it is covered by the infrared radiation blocking cloth, the heat transfer is still effective in the air, and the temperature of the air in contact with the mouth and nose will still rise.  Of course, machines that are not extremely sensitive would not be able to detect this difference, but the "great useless progress" provided to us by genius has captured this subtle difference.

    I didn't have time to adjust the display intensity and notify other teammates of this discovery, because I could definitely see that an enemy had quickly moved under the window. From his walking and crouching tactical posture, he was coming to throw grenades. If it succeeded, we would all be finished.  .

    "Grenade!" I yelled, grabbed the tac-50 anti-material sniper rifle beside me with one hand, and fired at the bright spot like a pistol.  The huge muzzle flame dazzled everything like a flash bomb, and the bright white light made it difficult to open my eyes. I quickly turned off the thermal imaging function, and my eyes flashed from silver to light green.  Before my eyes could adapt to the switch back to the interface, I heard the sound of the wooden door being kicked. I squinted my eyes and saw a black figure kicking open the door and trying to rush in. However, the door was opened halfway by the water ghost.  The corpse on the ground was stuck there, blocking half of his sight.  He reacted very quickly. He glanced at the body on the ground, then grabbed the trigger and swept directly behind the door panel and quickly retreated.  The intention was to sweep the enemies hiding behind the door into rags while retreating.  It's a pity that the bold water ghost did not hide behind the door, but faced him right in the face. When he discovered that only one of the two corpses on the ground was dead, the water ghost's g3a4 had already swept off his feet and legs.  Fall to the ground.  At the same time, the werewolf and the assassin were furiously attacking the back wall near the window, and wood chips were flying everywhere. After the gunfire stopped, there was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

      "They know our existence!" I put away my pistol, pulled the bolt, and ejected the fired shell casings. "They are going to throw grenades to blow us up."

    As soon as I finished speaking, an explosion sounded from the corner where I shot.  A large hole was opened in the house wall made of logs mixed with mud, and bullets entered the house from all directions through the gap in the wind and snow.  Without the obstruction of the house wall, with the help of night vision goggles, the other party could see the objects in the house more clearly. This round of shooting was obviously not aimless, as several rounds of bullets hit the corpse in front of me.  The sound of "Puff! Puff!" made me worry about whether the piece of meat in front of me could stop the opponent's bullet from penetrating.

    "Bang! Bang!" There were two soft sounds. The werewolf and the assassin did not bother to wear night vision goggles and turned on the light stick first.  He threw something like an incandescent lamp out of the gap in his hand, and the bullet hole in the night vision device suddenly turned into a sun-like light ball, blocking the sight of everyone outside.

    "We are Americans! We are Americans!" an American soldier shouted outside the house, waving his hands.  Before he could say the third sentence, he was shot in the arm. The blown limbs told everyone that the sniper hundreds of meters away could not hear his voice.

    At this time, the image on the screen of my imager was extremely interesting. The muzzles of all the shooting guns were flashing like stars in the night sky.  I fired a few shots at several bright spots, but missed because the wall in front of me affected the trajectory.  But the bullets hitting the opponent's vicinity still had a deterrent effect, and the flash point immediately moved its position.

    "Let's get out of the house!" I pulled up Tangtang and shouted to the others beside me: "There are 16 people on the other side. They may be an infiltration platoon. They should be equipped with rocket launchers and grenade launchers." Waiting for us to stumble.  When jumping out of the rear window, the opponent's attacker also used the anti-tank rocket launcher in his hand.  The two warheads tore the fragile hut into pieces, and large pieces of wood fell from the sky. Fortunately, they didn't hit me, otherwise they would have broken my muscles and bones.

    Lifting his head from the snowdrift, the sound of gunshots was heard more clearly without the obstruction of the house wall.  I pulled up Tangtang and Werewolf and they ran back to the burning wooden house, hoping to use the firelight and heat as cover.

    ¡°Shoot!¡± I shouted to the female soldier beside me, interrupting her out of breath gasping for breath.

    "But isn't it possible that they are friendly forces?" The woman was breathing heavily, showing signs of hypoxia, but her brain could still react and she knew to wrap herself tightly with my cloak.

    "Who cares who he is! If you don't shoot, they will shoot you to death. Even your dad has to shoot me!" My thermal energy detector was affected by the burning hut around me and was working abnormally, and my eyes were filled with silver.  Nothing could be distinguished.

    The American soldiers who were still able to move leaned against the wall of the house and began to fight back. Whether they were used as firepower points or as bait to attract firepower, it greatly relieved the pressure on the few of us.

    "Help them to the frozen firewood pile in the distance!" I pointed at the water ghost and Jieli who had picked up an M4 from nowhere, and said to Tangtang who was shooting in the distance, and then turned to the werewolf.  and the assassin shouted: "It's an AK47 rifle, not a British one."

    Because of long-term contact, I can now tell that the other party is using an AK series rifle. The distinctive shooting rhythm and sound bring us intimacy and tension every time.

    "Not necessarily! The special forces can choose their own weapons. Small calibers are less capable of fighting in snowy fields. Maybe they specifically picked the AK47. Son of a bitch!" The werewolf was slapped as soon as he stuck his face out of the corner.  A single shot hit his face with mud: "I heard Minimi's voice, their firepower is too strong!"

    "I saw that their firepower configuration seemed to be an unbalanced configuration of 4:4:8." I slowly adjusted the sensitivity of the thermal imager, but I was still affected by the fire around me and couldn't see anything.

    "That's right!" After the assassin fired a shot at an enemy who crossed the blind spot of the wall, he turned back and said: "They began to underestimate our combat effectiveness and probably mistook us for Afghans. So they used the triangle square  They left heavy firepower and snipers behind to prevent us from escaping, so we folded the first group of assault teams."

    "Hehe!" Werewolf and I both laughed. The triangular square array used by the opponent uses three firepower fans to point the tips of two groups in the three directions facing the target area, and when attacking, it turns into a pocket encirclement.  There are many tactics and distribution methods. The simplest configuration method is to have two fire groups flanking each other, while the repulsion and command groups are merged into a third group. The third group is responsible for clearing and confirming the enemy.  However, this distribution method is rarely used because the firepower of the third group is too weak.

    ¡°Adjust the sensitivity of the thermal imager to the highest level and you can see their breathing.¡± I quickly told others the secret I discovered.  At this time, the sky was already turning pale, and the reflection from the snow gave the illusion that it was already dark.It was bright, but the moon was still hanging in the sky.

    "Holy shit! Let's forget it!" The assassin and the werewolf adjusted for a while and then gave up: "I can't see anything anymore, so why are we shooting?" The bullets that kept hitting us didn't give us the chance to make repeated adjustments.  Taking advantage of their firepower advantage, the guys launched a double-column diagonal attack, trying to double-team us from two directions.

    "You two guard this flank, I'll go elsewhere! This place is too hot." I tried several times and after confirming that there was absolutely no way to use thermal imaging when close to the heat source, I said hello to the two of them.  , holding the gun and crawling towards other wooden houses in the distance behind him.

    But the warhead stuck in the sandwich layer of the body armor was like a nail driven into my body, constantly shaking in my flesh.  Every time he raised his arm, he felt as if his abdomen had been disemboweled, with metal projectiles constantly rubbing against the wound.  In addition to the burning pain, there was also a feeling of climbing on a nail board.

    Before we climbed to the top, a metallic reflection caught my eye, and I saw a huge thing rolling out from behind the ridge behind us.  At first I thought it was a Russian T-50 tank, but where the main gun was installed was a four-barreled ZSU-23-4 anti-aircraft gun.  A robed anti-aircraft gunner can be seen peeking out of the turret through the sight.  When the car stopped and the turret turned forward, the four 23mm metal tubes erected at the turret began to rapidly emit a thick smoke, followed by the roar of anti-personnel explosive incendiary bombs and tracer armor-piercing incendiary bombs.  A thick and bright trajectory hit the hillside opposite us, and the intensive firepower spread, knocking out the people of the advancing left team.

    This sudden situation stunned both us and the other side. Using anti-aircraft guns to hit the infantry was obviously the style of the Taliban.  However, they were able to discover the disguised infiltration troops on the opposite side, but they did not realize that the person helping was not a partner of their own. This made us different. But what was even more strange to Werewolf and me was where this self-propelled anti-aircraft gun came from.

    Although the infiltration troops on the opposite hillside did not expect that we would run out to help at this time, they did not panic. The team on the left immediately stopped advancing, found cover and hid.  The team on the right quickly broke into the village where we were hiding from the end of the village, which was beyond our reach.  They also used anti-tank missiles to paralyze the mighty steel tanks from the high and low areas of the anti-aircraft gun range.

    But before they could take a breath and turn around to greet us, several mortar shells accurately landed from the top of the mountain on the three-man team that had destroyed the artillery truck and was about to retreat.  Watching the red mist dissipate and the white snow turning the bushes red.  Now it is clear that these people should be coalition soldiers. Should they help them fight the Taliban or should they stay put and watch the excitement.  Werewolf and I don¡¯t know what to do either!

    "Should we help? Sir!" Tangtang thought that these were the people who had just killed his comrades, and asked the werewolf in embarrassment, pointing at his "allies" who were unable to lift their heads after being blown up by artillery fire.

    "If you go over there, no matter who you are, they might put a bullet in your pretty little face." The werewolf looked at the two groups of people who were fighting fiercely: "Let's climb up quickly. When daybreak, these people see that we are too  When there are invaders, no one can help us.¡±

    Taking advantage of the fierce fighting between the two groups, the remaining seven of us spent a few minutes climbing to the place where the anti-aircraft gun was destroyed halfway up the mountain.  At this time, it was already dawn, and several Taliban members in the cave close in front of them were talking and laughing while bombarding the people down the mountain.  By the time they found us and went to pick up the guns, the werewolves and assassins, with Tang Tang and the others, had already cleared the way with powerful preemptive firepower.

    After carefully getting into this cave that was deserted yesterday, we discovered that the Taliban¡¯s mortar positions were well concealed and the artillery fire fired was unexpectedly accurate.  Because they had pre-buried the mortar base in the ground and tested its ballistics, they could determine the precise location where the shell would strike.  This is a well-trained and experienced regular force.  The two caves we captured were very finely constructed, one reinforced with thick dry mud and "range charge cards," parameters indicating the distance and location of any possible enemy positions.  In another larger cave, a wounded soldier wearing a tank helmet was lying on the smooth stone cave wall with Russia's advanced night vision equipment beside him. This is why they were able to fight with the US infantry after dark.  You can still see things around you.

    "Ghoul! Werewolf! Come and see!" The assassin pointed at the bleeding Afghan young man who was dying.  At first I didn't know what he wanted me to see, but after a while, I saw the clues from the flash of blood in the cracks in the rocks. It turned out that the mountain wall above this young man's body was actually a gold vein exposed on the surface.

    The long Hindu Kush Mountains divide the country into two halves from northeast to southwest. The land is barren but contains many underground treasures. Only grass grows on the ground, but gold grows underground, like most of China.?Countries are the same, "open sesame seeds open, money rolls in". But unfortunately, the gold diggers attracted are not natives!

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