Chapter 1804: The Second Wave of the Offensive

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Eddie and Murphy didn't notice Ahmed and Said, who were talking in a low voice not far from them, and Ahmed and Said, with their headscarves wrapped around their heads, didn't seem to be any different from the Afghan pedestrians around them, looking at them with the same bad eyes.

Ahmed and Said, who came out of the base training camp, still have some experience in how to disguise themselves in front of the US military, otherwise they would not have been sent to carry out this reconnaissance mission.

"Phew" After checking at the checkpoint, Said spat at Murphy very unpleasantly, next to Murphy, of course.

Murphy has encountered such a thing on patrol duty, I don't know how many times, seeing the actions of this Afghan, Murphy's heart is relieved: those who can spit on you usually don't shoot you black...... Whoever shoots you with a black gun will not make provocative actions such as spitting at you.

This guy is not a threat. Murphy made a conclusion to this guy's heart, and of course, Ahmed, who was with Said, was also stained with Said's light, and was classified by Murphy into the ranks that could only spit on himself without posing any substantial threat to himself.

"Murphy, that bastard spat on you, why don't you use the butt of your gun to teach that bastard?" Murphy's headphones resounded with the sneer of the animals in the car with a warm breeze.

"If you want to be shot cold, you can teach them a lesson." Murphy's voice was calm. He knew that any guy in the car standing in his place would not teach that guy a lesson with the butt of his gun, and would not even look at him...... A person's energy is limited, and it would be unwise for these GIs who need a high level of concentration on a mission to waste their energy on these guys, Murphy knows that, Eddie knows, and every soldier in Afghanistan knows it.

"Well, whoever laughs at Murphy and them again will go down to replace Murphy on a mission, and I think Murphy would love someone to replace him at this time," Thomas's voice sounded in the GIs' headphones, "I would also like to let some people go down at this time to experience how sober the weather in Afghanistan can really be in December." ”

"Oh, isn't it, chief?"

"Boss, you can't do that."

"Boss, I'll introduce you to a Miami girl I met on the Internet when I go back tonight, you let the guy with the big head go down on a mission, last time this bastard robbed me of a chicken leg, and he hasn't returned it yet."

There were complaints, there were frustrations, and some people took the opportunity to "retaliate" against their colleagues, and a ghost cry and wolf howl suddenly sounded in the communication channel.

Thomas, who said fiercely, showed a smile on the corner of his mouth: for these American GIs who are almost equivalent to being "dispatched" to Afghanistan, a bitter cold place where birds don't, being so ridiculous when performing tasks is probably the only way to relax, after all, for these American GIs who are used to glittering wine and women, in this ghost place where even a female rabbit can't touch it, what else can be done to regulate their mood in addition to teasing each other?

"Okay, don't make any more noise" After three or five minutes of excitement on the communication channel, Thomas interrupted the chatting subordinates, "Focus, now we are on a routine inspection mission in the most dangerous place in the world, and if anyone wants to be shot in the head by an Afghan at this time, then he can continue." ”

As soon as Thomas's words came out, there was no longer a voice in the communication channel, everyone shut up at the same time, everyone is not a child anymore, of course they know that Thomas is thinking about their own safety, for these American GIs who are accustomed to the rich life of the United States, no one wants to return to the United States with a generous war allowance after completing the mission to enjoy the American life again, and no one wants to leave their lives in this place where birds don't shit.

"Is the investigation clear?" About a kilometer away from the checkpoint of Thomas and his two classes, a guy who was also tightly covered whispered to Ahmed and Said. ,

"Clear," Said dictated to the man how he observed the deployment of the U.S. military personnel as he passed through the checkpoint, "and that's the basics. ”

"Very good, if the mission is successful, you have contributed a lot, I will mention you in front of the leader, I believe you will soon be appreciated by the leader." The mystery man complimented Ahmed and Said.

"Thank you, Captain" Said and Ahmed were suddenly excited: what a great honor it is to be known by the leader? It is said that the chief has the ability to communicate directly with the messenger of Allah, so does it not mean that if he risks everything for Allah, he can enter paradise and enjoy endless pleasures after death?

For these people who have been brainwashed by religion, being able to return to the arms of Allah is their greatest wish, and the only thing that makes them afraid is that their faith in Allah is not strong enough, and after death, not only can they not enter heaven and enjoy the river of milk and honey flowing in heaven and the seventy-two virgins, but because their faith in Allah is not firm enough, they will be thrown into hell with fire and smoke by the messenger of Allah, and they will be tormented by fire and poisonous smoke for eternity.

After complimenting Said and Ahmed, the captain nodded, took out a small metal cylinder the length of a knuckle, and pulled out a narrow note from it, on which something was written. After writing, the team leader carefully examined it, and after confirming that it was correct, he finally nodded with satisfaction, carefully rolled the written note into the metal tube, and then took out a bird from the small box covered by the side of the horse he was riding, tied the metal cylinder to the bird's leg, and suddenly sent it upward, the bird screamed, straight into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it became a small black dot in the air, and then disappeared.

This small bird is not an ordinary commodity, but a falcon trained by hunters in the mountains of Afghanistan for a long time, a special hunting weapon, and now it is organized and trained as a tool for communication within a range of 100 kilometers.

I don't know when the organization realized the disadvantages of using radio and even satellite phone communication: as an American who holds the highest level of radio in the world and is listening to the vast majority of the world's telephones, it is very easy to expose the content of radio and satellite phone communication, and the use of trained Saker communication, an ancient communication method, is not only highly confidential and will not be monitored by the Americans, but also is not easy to be exposed. Once again, this ancient method of communication has been given a new lease of life.

Looking at the bird that flew high in the sky in the blink of an eye, Said and Ahmed's eyes were full of envy.

Within the organization, being able to control such a Saker is not only a symbol of identity and status, but also means that the degree of trust by the organization has greatly increased. Of course, for the vast majority of al-Qaeda members, having such a well-trained falcon means more that even if they are heroically dedicated to the glory of Allah, it is already a sure thing that their soul will ascend to heaven after their death.

This alone is too tempting for these Afghans, who have not even received any education and have been religiously educated since childhood.

Ahmed and Said, along with the mystery man, quickly left the road.

Twenty minutes later, Thomas and the others, who were carrying out inspection duties at the checkpoint, suddenly heard a screech of rocket shells flying through the air in the air.

"Enemy attacks are hidden" Hearing this familiar scream, Thomas's face changed and he roared wildly.

But it was too late, and the people who had not waited in the car came out of the car, and a barrage of rocket launchers had already covered the place they had just been

Looking at the violent explosion scene below, Saeed and Ahmed, who were lying on the top of a mountain two kilometers away and watching the situation here with their glasses, showed satisfied smiles on their faces, the degree of success of this mission was beyond their imagination.

Although these Humvee military vehicles have been modified by the Americans, and they are also equipped with bulletproof steel plates, which greatly improves the bulletproof ability, not only to defend against 7.62mm ordinary rifle bullets fired from 100 meters away, but also to resist the explosion of grenades in front of them. ,

Damn Americans, you know how good we are this time, right? Looking at the Humvee military vehicles below that were lifted into the air by the violent blast shock wave and fell fiercely, Said's excitement was beyond words: We Afghans are not as easy to be bullied by you bastards as the Yugoslavs

"Success?" In a cave in a rolling mountainous area more than 200 kilometers away from the explosion site, an uncle who looked a little handsome listened to the voice coming from the satellite phone with an encryptor, nodded with satisfaction, and drew a line on the paper in front of him again.

On paper, a full 12 lines have been drawn.

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"What? Our troops in Afghanistan were attacked by terrorists in several places at the same time this afternoon, and the casualties were huge? Bush Jr. repeated the contents of the phone call in disbelief, and his face turned pale in just a few seconds.

"Yes, Mr. President," said Stanley, the commander-in-chief of U.S. forces in Afghanistan. McChrystal's tone was heavy, "The Taliban launched a surprise attack on a number of our checkpoints in Afghanistan, most of which were devastated, except for a few checkpoints that reacted quickly to avoid further damage, and as of 10 minutes ago, we had the result that the Taliban raid had killed 122 people, injured 37 people, 27 of them seriously injured and required amputation, and the value of equipment lost was about $26 million." ”

"God" Bush Jr.'s face was already gray, and he leaned back in his chair in a gloomy manner. The loss of money is not a problem, the key thing is that the death of these 112 people is too fatal.

Damn Ben. Osama bin Laden had just launched a surprise attack on a U.S. military port in Kuwait, followed by a series of offensives in Afghanistan. What do bin Laden and his organization want to do with such arrogance? Also, why didn't the CIA hear a little before that?

CIA? Bush Jr. was stunned for a moment, and immediately jumped up as if grasping a life-saving straw in the water, "Didn't the CIA inform you, Ben. Is bin Laden going to attack you? ”

"We haven't received any information from the intelligence services that al-Qaeda is going to attack us," said Stanley. McChrystal's voice once again kicked Bush's newfound confidence back to hell. McChrystal's voice was inevitably filled with anger, "Mr. President, if we had been notified by the CIA beforehand, do you think we would have suffered such a loss?" ”

George W. Bush was speechless and sat in his office chair in a state of disappointment. Also, if the U.S. forces in Afghanistan had received the CIA's message that al-Qaeda was going to attack U.S. forces in Afghanistan, would they probably not have reacted?

What the? Before that, the US military in Afghanistan had not received any news from the CIA that al-Qaeda was going to launch an attack on the US military in Afghanistan. Suddenly realizing that the CIA had made such a big mistake, and that his passivity was all due to the CIA's mistakes, Bush Jr.'s anger suddenly soared

Thinking of the previous bombing of the military port in Kuwait was also because the CIA bastards only took money and did not do anything, Bush Jr.'s heart became more and more angry, thinking that his recent series of passivity was because the CIA was not doing well, and the CIA, which had placed such great hopes on him, made himself so disappointed, and the anger in his heart made Bush Jr. feel that he was about to explode: Porter. Goss bastards, CIA bastards, the government allocates so much money to them every year, and that's how they do things for themselves? Bastard bastard

It was at this time that Stanley. McChrystal added fuel to the fire again, "Mr. President, have there been too many mistakes in the CIA in recent times?" ”

Such bad things have happened in a row, and when I think about it, the media will immediately blame all the blame for their poor leadership. McChrystal was naturally on fire in his belly: did this matter have anything to do with him, and if it weren't for the fact that the intelligence department didn't give him any relevant information, why would he suffer this unwarranted disaster?

Yes, he will soon face the criticism of the media for this incident, but until then, if you don't give the CIA, the largest foreign intelligence agency in the United States, some eye medicine, Stanley. McChrystal felt that he could not calm down this evil breath in his heart. ,

"I see." Bush Jr. hung up the phone viciously with an angry "bang", and then picked up the phone again. Goss, you bastard, come over to me right now"

In Stanley. McChrystal called George W. Bush to call Porter. Goss was looking awkward when Potter. Goss was shrunken and trembling in his office, although he had not received any news that the terrorists were going to launch an attack on the US troops in Afghanistan, but immediately after the attack, the CIA's powerful intelligence capabilities came into play, and the events in Afghanistan were transmitted to Porter as quickly as possible. Goss's desk.

But this time, Potter. Goss no longer has the slightest intention of asking George W. Bush for credit. Goss understood that the mistake made by the CIA this time was so big that even if he immediately reported the news to George W. Bush, it would not help. Porter. Goss understands that such a bad thing has happened in a row, and he didn't even hear any news before, whether it is the CIA's unfavorable behavior, at least he can't run away with the responsibility of "poor leadership", in any case, the CIA must be responsible for this incident, when the matter is known to those who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, there must be someone responsible for this matter, and the person who bears the blame for this matter? I would be a great candidate.

This time his position is in danger.

Now that the time he spent in the position of director of the CIA has entered the countdown, he has fallen into despair. Goss simply came to a broken jar - the sky is going to rain, and the mother wants to get married, so let him go

However, once he retires from the position of the director of the CIA, in terms of the many secrets he holds, what can he do after being ousted from the position of director of the CIA? Thinking of the history of the strange deaths of his predecessors after leaving office, Potter. Goss's hairs stood on end suddenly

At this time, Potter. Goss suddenly envied his Chinese counterparts, and in a highly centralized, even semi-feudal monarchy, there would be no such thing as the media forcing the director of the CIA to step down and embarrassing the government, and even if there was a huge failure like the one before, the government would try to cover it up.

That's the right thing about it, Potter. Goss took a deep breath of his cigarette and couldn't help but think in his heart: if he could be the top head of that country's intelligence department, it must be the happiest thing on the planet, right?

I just don't know if my things have turned around? Although he could already predict his fate, Potter had already tasted the taste of power. Goss, still a little unwilling in his heart.

The phone suddenly remembered at this time.