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Text Chapter 125: Good fortune and misfortune depend on each other

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    Update time: 2008-08-04

    ??????????????????????????????????????????? Food is exhausted!  A nightmare that soldiers hate more than their enemies.  We have endless ammunition, but we are running out of food!  What's worse is that we who are injured have to stay outside in the ice and snow to guard the women inside who are keeping warm.  The only thing worth comforting is that after resting for two or three hours, and after some tinkering, the wireless satellite relay station left by the dead ghosts in the house finally worked.

    "Where have you been for fun? It's been almost a week." When the genius' long-awaited yelling came from the earphones, a hint of warmth could not help but rise in his frozen heart.

    "Genius! You stinky cripple. I have no time to talk to you now! Get me to the division command post." There was no emotion in the calm voice of the werewolf, but I knew that this was definitely the calm before the storm.

    "Allied Division Headquarters. I am Brigadier General Benson"

    "Damn stinky bastard!" The werewolf had just finished speaking to the person on the other side of the radio and started to curse: "You bastard! You bastard who crawled out of the crotch of an old bitch with * in his head"  The super country scolded me for never showing off my criticism of werewolves.  Good guy!  In the end, he even used Spanish.

    "Who are you? Brat! Show your identity!" A dignified brigadier general on the other side was stunned by the werewolf scolding him. After a while, he remembered that the person talking to him was a low-ranking sergeant, and he immediately scolded him back.

    "I am your biological father!" After cursing, the werewolf switched to Thor, and started another rant mixed with Nordic slang.

    "Shut up!*!" The brigadier general of the coalition forces on the opposite side did not speak. The captain's familiar curse came from nowhere and immediately interrupted the curses of several people.

    After a period of silence on the radio, the water ghost whispered: "Is it the captain?"

    "I'm your dad!" The captain, who has been leading the army for more than 20 years, is also unambiguous when he curses, and the greetings common to wolves are rolled out smoothly.

    "Where are you?" The werewolf immediately became obedient when he heard the captain's voice, stopped swearing and became serious.

    "Iraq! Outside the door of Saddam's boudoir." The captain's voice came with intermittent breathing, sounding like he was on a forced march: "Stop talking nonsense! Report the situation. How many are dead?"

    "No one of our own is dead yet. The water ghost and ghoul were shot, and the others were wounded in the flesh. The "children" who were with us were badly injured, and there were only two soldiers left, one of whom was a woman."  The werewolf's voice was a little shaky, and this guy was crawling in the snow under the rock opposite me: "We have enough ammunition, but we have no food and drink, and there is no way to move forward. There are a bunch of bastards riding donkeys behind us"

    "What? The entire squad with you was killed?" After hearing the werewolf's briefing, the brigadier general in front suddenly exclaimed: "What's going on?"

    "Our coordinates have been sent to the genius, but the satellite communication equipment is broken and the electronic map system has not updated the information, so we don't know the specific area." The werewolf ignored the major general and continued the briefing: "But we are in a huge  It shouldn¡¯t be hard to find by the lake.¡±

    "I found you!" The genius's voice and the werewolf's voice overlapped, sounding like a conference call: "The terrain map will be sent to you immediately. Your location is close to the source of the Amu Darya River, with an altitude of nearly 3,300 meters.  Mi. Why did you get there?"

    "High? Hehe! We just came down from the mountain. It's called high there. I can't breathe!" The sound of Thor's teeth chattering was very clear.

    "We will find a way to get you out. Hold on!" This time the captain's voice was mixed with not only rapid breathing but also vague gunshots. It seemed that they were also on the run.

    "Worry about yourselves! It sounds like you have a lot of "playmates"! What? Are you peeking at Saddam's good deeds?" The water ghost's weak voice was rising and falling, which made me worried and wanted to raise my head to him.  Looking from the cabin where he was hiding.

    "Hey! You're still talking so hard even though you're half dead! I know your kid likes to watch porn, so I'll burn it for you on your anniversary! Where's the ghoul? Did that kid die first because he couldn't bear it?" The butcher's voice came out.  Hearing this made me tremble all over. It was like three autumns since we last seen each other for a few days!  Thinking that if I couldn't hold on now, I would never see the culprit who dragged me into this mess again, I felt a sadness in my heart, and my palms couldn't help but tighten the grip of the rifle on my shoulder.

    "I won't die even if your body stinks!" As a sniper, the most important thing is to keep silent, so I can only curse silently in my heart.

    "I've had enough! Captain Roger, your people are so unruly. Don't forget that you still need my plane to evacuate. If you offend me, you will end your life." The Brigadier noticed that we were actually chatting and ignoring him.  , annoyed: "I want to know how my soldier died?"

    "Werewolf!" The gunshots beside the captain became louder and louder. It seemed that they were from close range.Li Jiehuo.

    "Okay!" As the captain ordered, the werewolf can no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb. After all, what this guy said makes sense, Hawkeye is not here.  We must use the support of the coalition forces: "When you set a trap for us, there happened to be a group of armored soldiers pressing food on the road you were pointing to. We were hit several times by tanks, so everyone was killed!"

    "What about pressing grain? What about armored troops? When did I set a trap for you?" Brigadier General Benson on the opposite side was also confused.

    "Stop pretending! You old bastard. They said that a force search team fell into the enemy's position and we were asked to rescue them. It turned out to be a prospecting team looking for oil." The werewolf became more and more angry as he spoke, and he seemed to be scolding: "Say  We had reinforcements, but after waiting for a long time, the ones we drove up turned out to be a group of Islamic mercenaries you released from Kunduz. I almost got my butt smashed! You talked nonsense to us and almost killed me.  .Don't let me block you,"

    "That that I didn't expect" Although the brigadier general is a high-ranking official, he still had to think of a better excuse to change the subject when he heard such a "disgraceful" accusation: "Since you have found that despicable team,  Testers? How are they doing?"

    "They are all dead!" The werewolf said in a resentful tone, as if he was gloating: "The mission is over! Send a plane to pick us up."

    "Of course! But you have to bring back the hard drive in their surveyor." They are obviously more concerned about oil distribution information than human lives.  bureaucracy!

    "Of course I'll take it back to you!" The werewolf's voice sounded like he was squeezing it out through gritted teeth: "Just wait!"

    "What do you mean? Threatening me? Pay attention to your identity! Soldier!" The person on the opposite side is not a fuel-efficient lamp if he can infiltrate the brigadier general. After figuring out what he wanted to know, he no longer swallowed his anger: "You are mercenaries, we pay  After receiving the money, you have to serve us. Now you are bargaining for the price and threatening the employer? Is this the style of the Wolf Pack, which is known as the top mercenary industry? "

    "Brigadier General Benson. No offense intended! That's right! We are mercenaries, fighting for money. It's your family's business whether you look down on us or not. We have done a lot of things like today, so you don't need to deceive us.  "The gunshots from the captain's side were fading away. It seemed that he had escaped pursuit, so he began to speak slowly: "We are not like the American soldiers under your command. We also need accident insurance and casualty subsidies. Execution is more expensive than gold.  Isn't it the purpose of us mercenaries coming here to do dangerous jobs that Americans are unwilling and unable to do? What you need is to give us a clear and clear mission. Am I clear enough?"

    "Okay! I understand!" Brigadier General Benson on the other side heard that the captain explained the matter so clearly. He also knew that explanations were of no use to people like us, so he changed his mind and said to us: "The pilot provided it.  Information, the blizzard in the valley is so heavy that helicopters have no way to enter the mountains, let alone land. We can only send bombers to help you clear the area with firepower, and you have to hold on until the blizzard stops."

    "What the hell are you farting? There are only eight of us, half of us lose the prize, we have no food or water, and we are forced to wait until the snowstorm stops? Are you kidding me?" The werewolf became anxious when he heard this.

    "The British Army has a sniper unit near you. We will try our best to contact you and ask them to join you. This way your manpower will be enough to support you for a while. The weather forecast says that the storm will stop the day after tomorrow." The intelligence officer on the radio sat  He spoke at a leisurely pace in the military tent, which made me want to slap him in the face.

    "I don't think so! It's good if those guys can survive on their own!" The werewolf was embarrassed to say that those guys accidentally shot each other and refused to save us. "If there is no way to pick us up immediately, then we need to  Airdrop, if you need food and drink, even a heating stove is a good idea!¡±

    "That's also a problem! The mountains are full of snow, and we can't distinguish any targets on the ground. There is a high chance that the airdrop will fail."

    "We are next to such a big lake, you can't see it, right? Stupid donkeys! If it doesn't work, just throw the supplies into the lake and throw us a kayak. As a last resort, we can use it to escape from here by water.  ." The water ghost became anxious when he heard this, and cursed out of breath.

    "Okay! I'll make arrangements immediately." At this point, the voice on the other end of the radio was cut off and replaced by a genius: "Brothers! You are in trouble!"

    "What's wrong?" Kamatsu, who had relaxed slightly when he heard the airdrop support and felt hope reappeared, immediately tensed up again.

    "Satellite pictures show that there is a group of unknown armed forces near you. Behind the mountain across the lake is a huge village. Pictures from infrared satellites show extremely high thermal energy reactions there and obvious signs of electron flow."  The genius sent us pictures through satellites. From the thermal reactions extending in all directions, it looks like caves and bunkers with heating systems.  redThe size of the territory made me feel scared. I thought I was safe from the enemy, but I didn't expect it to be delivered to my door.

    ¡°You don¡¯t have a sign for such a big base?¡±

    "I just discovered it! Satellite resources are also limited. Americans don't pay for taking pictures? How can they keep looking for things on the ground like a flashlight." The genius felt much more relaxed when he heard that everyone was fine and smiled on the other end.  : "The reason why the intelligence collection is so fast today is because the United States has opened all the ports of the military network. Otherwise, with the previous efficiency, these things would not be available in less than an hour or two."

    We have indeed felt this, because the satellite images in the pda system in our hands refresh very quickly.  And ultra-long-distance multi-party network conferencing is extremely resource-intensive. Now with this refresh rate and network conferencing, if it weren't for the limited capabilities of the transponder we have now, our online video would not be impossible.

    "Have you obtained the equipment and authority to use the military network system?"

    "That's right! The United States has spent a lot of money this time and even rented satellite bandwidth from major commercial communication companies in the United States. Damn it! The bandwidth is as high as 20g/s, but now I can go to France to download several satellites in one second from Afghanistan!"  "Anyway, there is nothing to do now, so everyone just wanted to chat a few more words to refresh themselves.  The other side's genius seemed to have been reminded by the captain. He kept talking to us, teasing this and picking on that.

    "What the fuck! I'm holding my head up and getting shot in the front, while you're getting fucked in the back. I'll go back and have my dick chopped off!" The water ghost immediately regained his energy after hearing the genius's words, and screamed fiercely.  The sound of the wind was still heard far away, and I heard it even from the upwind side.

    ¡°We¡¯ll tell you if you can come back alive!¡±

    "Fuck!"

    I listened boredly to the two people yelling and cursing across the radio. As the * and violence in their words became more intense, I also felt that my attention was no longer focused entirely on the cold, and my body was not so stiff. This was because they were doing this on purpose.  Said reason.

    The wind is getting louder and louder, the sky is getting darker, and the originally sky-blue lake surface begins to turn blue-black.  The original coldness unique to altitudes above 6,000 meters appeared with the night fog. At first, the water in the thick fog gathered into small water droplets. The clothes were wetted by the water-rich fog, and then turned into stones.  It was so hard that my hands holding the gun were numb from the cold.  After a while, the water mist turned into ice mist, hitting the face directly. When the skin was melted by the body temperature, the temperature of the skin was taken away, and then it was quickly frozen again, slowly forming pieces of ice armor outside the body.  slide.  The hairs on my nose were all frozen into ice needles, and they were so itchy that I couldn't wrinkle my nose.

    "Ghoul! It's shift change! Why can't this door be pushed open?" A woman's voice came from the radio, and it was Tangtang's turn to replace me, who was hiding in the room.  As a result, I saw that the door of the hut at the foot of the mountain had not been opened for a long time. After a while, I heard Tangtang kicking the door on the radio, and then I saw a "click!" outside the wooden door that was covered in snow, and something looked like something.  It hit the ground in front of the door like a wall.  Then I saw the small door slowly opening. In the light of the fire, I saw Tangtang and the married man pushing the door open inexplicably. They lowered their heads to check

    I now understand why the people at the lake froze to death!  It seems that there is a huge temperature difference between day and night here.  In the evening, the water vapor in the lake is blown up by the strong cold wind in the valley, and directly condenses into ice particles in the air to form an ice crystal fog similar to the ice crystal cloud that can freeze the outer shell of an airplane. This ice crystal wraps the lake surface and the lake.  Everything around him, and the ice crystal mist attached to the hut, under the rapid cooling effect, turned into a hard layer of ice in the blink of an eye, sealing the remaining ventilation gaps in the wooden house that originally had doors and windows, freezing it into  Got an ice cube.  It turns out that the people sleeping inside were not frozen to death, but died from lack of oxygen in the blood during sleep. The symptoms of this method of death and freezing death are very similar to drunkenness, so we did not distinguish this at first glance.  I have seen this phenomenon before during a coastal freezing phenomenon. It is a phenomenon that occurs at low temperatures in the polar regions. The sea surface of tens of kilometers freezes in an instant, freezing the seals who go to the sea to feed under the ice.

    Fortunately, we did not follow our body¡¯s will to sleep in the house, otherwise no matter how thickly we wear it, we will not be able to delay our death.  This phenomenon is so weird. No wonder the high mountainous areas of Afghanistan are called "death no man's land". It turns out that it not only refers to the landmines all over the mountains and fields.

    Watching that little girl stretching her head and looking towards me, I wondered what she was doing.  After a while, he even put on the night vision goggles. After using the night vision goggles for a long time, he finally gave up and yelled at the radio with slumped shoulders: "Ghoul! Where are you? I can't find you!"  "

    "" I almost fell out of the bunker I was hiding in. I could only pick up the white cloth hanging in front of me and stretched out my hand to mark my position.  Looking at the guys next to me who are trying their best to stuff moisture-proof pads under their bodies, is this woman on guard for me?  I really didn't dare to leave her here and went inside to warm herself by the fire.

    "Allah is Great! Allah is Great!"?¡­I testify that there is no god but Allah; I testify that Muhammad is the messenger of Allah; come and pray; you come and succeed¡­; there is no god but Allah¡­ I testify that Allah alone  one¡­¡­"

    The melodious sound of bunker came from the other side of the mountain. It was dusk and the Muslim evening prayer had also begun.  The clarity of the adhan's voice surprised me while I was crawling in the snow nest. Could it be that we are so close to the enemy?  The werewolf who had been replaced by the married man was slowly moving towards the house. He was startled when he heard the sound of Bunker. He jumped into the wooden house like a rabbit and closed the door. I also quickly pressed it.  There is a woman who is still positioning herself with her butt stuck out, dreaming of taking a comfortable nap in the snow.

    "What are you doing?" The woman took a mouthful of snow, raised her head angrily and opened her mouth to scold me.

    "Don't make a sound!" I covered her mouth and pointed to the hillside across the lake.  Countless small black spots appeared on the originally pure white snow.  If it weren't for the solid background contrast, the enemies wouldn't be visible under this visibility.

    ¡°Where did so many people come from?¡± The surprised voice of the woman in my arms leaked out from between my fingers.

    "Inside the mountain!" I pulled up the observation glass on her chest and put it in front of her eyes: "These guys are under the cover of the snow. If it weren't for collective worship, we wouldn't be able to spot them if they came out and walked around."

    "But you knocked me down before they came out. How could you predict this?" Tangtang's name is a bit childish, but he is very smart.

    "The loudest shout just now called adhan, which was a reminder for the Muslims in the base to start praying. This means that according to their religious habits, everyone in the base must find a place to pray." I pointed to the mattress on my body  : "Muslims can pray anywhere, but it must be clean and pure. They will not pray in dirty and impure places such as garbage, bathrooms and livestock pens. They will not pray in places where people are coming and going.  It is a quiet place or a passage that hinders other people's movements. A crowded and stuffy cave cannot meet these requirements, so it will definitely come out."

    ¡°Oh!¡± The woman underneath me suddenly understood and broke free from my oppression. She stretched out her hand to push me away and began to do her own thing.  Only then did I notice that in addition to her M4 rifle, she also had an mg3 machine gun and a large bag of bullets on her back.

    "What are you doing?"

    "I want to be on guard here. The water ghost said that it is best to use weapons with high continuous firepower in the snowfield. The effect will be better." Tangtang skillfully played with the machine gun in his hand. It seemed that he had done well in basic training: "I  I know that when the bullet flies out of the gun barrel, the temperature is extremely high, but the air in the snow-capped mountains is extremely cold. The huge temperature difference causes the bullet to rotate unevenly, the trajectory is unstable, and the bullet falls far away from the intended target. But I did not  In terms of shooting experience under this situation, I only fired a few shots in the battles in the past two days. How much difference can there be? Do you have experience? "

    "In the snowy mountains, bullets of different calibers fall at different distances from the target. You are used to using the small caliber 5.56, but now the mg3 in your hand has a large caliber, strong firepower, and large muzzle jump. You aim  It's enough to be about 5 meters behind the target." I watched Tangtang put the unique shark tail handle of mg3 on his thin shoulder, and I was worried that the recoil of her shot would crack her collarbone: "  However, don¡¯t use this thing unless absolutely necessary.¡±

    "Why?"

    "It's getting dark! The muzzle flame of the mg3 is as big as a torch, and our hiding place can be found on the opposite mountain. And" I patted the silencer on my muzzle and pointed to the top of the mountain in the distance.  : "The sound of mg3 is so loud that it will cause an avalanche."

    "Loud sound? Avalanche? Then the grenades can't be used?"

    "Yes! And"

    Before I finished speaking, I heard a roar in the sky. I thought it was a coalition jet fighter, but when I looked up, I saw several fireballs of different sizes floating over from a distance.

    ¡°Cruise missile!¡± Tangtang, I, and others shouted on the radio at the same time.

    "What's going on?" Everyone took out their telescopes and other observation equipment and looked in the direction of the missile.  Dozens of "Tomahawk" air-launched cruise missiles sprayed tail flames and flew into the clouds.  When it flew to the top of the opposite mountain and was one or two hundred meters above the ground, it suddenly disintegrated, and thousands of small parachutes floated down in the snowflakes.

    "Oh God!" Tangtang on the side couldn't help but screamed as he looked at the armed personnel of the base who were praying together with their hands spread out under the cover of cluster bombs.

    The gently falling "snow" revealed its ferocious true face at the moment it touched the ground, and a huge explosion exploded simultaneously on the several-kilometer-long mountain range opposite.  The entire mountain turned red, and the specially made incendiary bombs burned the snow.  The people on the ground were not blown into flying ash, or they were wrapped in flames and rushed towards the lake below the mountain, but they had not taken two steps.He fell headlong into the snow and burned himself to death.

    "Bastard!" the werewolf yelled on the radio: "The bastards from the military discovered this base using the coordinates we gave, and launched an attack regardless of our safety. Didn't they even notify us?"

    "You should have imagined it!" The genius' helpless voice sounded hoarse.

    After the active forces on the ground were cleared, the big-bellied bombers began to appear in the sky. The B-52 "Stratofortress" and the B-1b "Lancer" came over confidently.  At the same time, the anti-aircraft fire in the mountains began to roar, and countless lines of fire rushed high into the sky and pulled out a barrage. This scene reminded me of the British air battle in World War II.  It is a pity that the few remaining anti-aircraft guns pose almost no threat to strategic bombers that can fly more than 10,000 meters.

    With absolute air supremacy, the b52 dragged its old steps and groaned to the top of the mountain, and dropped a huge bomb. The huge size made my heart skip a beat.  A moment after the behemoth disappeared under the ridge line, the earth shook with the loud sound of landslides and cracks. I felt like a chess piece on a chessboard played by a naughty boy, bouncing on the ground.  The mountaintop opposite to his eyes collapsed from the inside, and the huge power almost destroyed the entire mountain. A gap appeared in the winding mountains filled with gunpowder smoke, like a mountain and a rock.

    The mountains in the distance "roared" one after another as if they were responding to this place, and suddenly the surrounding mountains were filled with snow foam.  Even the shallow layer of snow in front of me slid forward several meters.  I was so frightened that I thought I would be taken down, so I clawed at the crevice beside me desperately, but I accidentally touched the wound on my chest. Although the wound was a little numb from the cold, it still hurt so much that I gasped.

    It¡¯s been a while!  Only then did everyone wake up from the shock.  At this time, I found that the environment I was in was completely different. The collapsing and falling snow buried the hut at the foot of the mountain. The rocks where I was hiding were completely covered by the snow and turned into a bare and conspicuous sign.

    Fortunately, there was a lake as a dividing line, so the pilots in the sky did not drop the bombs. Otherwise, it would have been any kind of bomb just dropped. We believe that now everyone would be in charge of Jesus.

    When the avalanche stopped, I saw a B-1B flying low over the lake, dropping a huge package with a parachute far above the lake, and leisurely fell into the lake with everyone watching.

    "After they blasted everyone out of the cave, they openly threw a bag of stuff at us in front of them. Is this an attempt to save us? Or harm us?" The assassin and others looked at Dan, who was specially chosen for the sake of being conspicuous.  Yellow parachute.

    "Grateful! I'm so grateful to you bitches!" Thor looked at a little yellow on the light blue lake, turned on the radio and yelled at the plane in the sky: "God bless you for eating marbles!. I" He looked at it mid-sentence.  Several shoulder-fired anti-aircraft missiles soared into the sky and headed straight for the B-1B that had just been raised. One of them hit the B-1B's bomb hatch door that had not yet been retracted.

    ¡°Looking at the broken hatch falling from the sky and splashing on the calm lake with a huge splash of water, I looked up again and found that the huge ¡°iron bird¡± was staggering away dragging thick smoke.

    "It's so dangerous! It's so dangerous!" Tangtang next to him held his chest and looked at the bomber holding on to fly away from here, looking worried but quite sincere.

    "You should worry about us!" I said to myself, looking at the al-Qaeda and Taliban fighters who were not killed in the bombing, and began to go to the lake and point at the yellow packages in the lake, and then I began to feel something.  Pick up the telescope and look across the lake.

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