Under the pressure of the situation in Iraq, Abdul-Jabbar and Clark and others had to reconsider the operation to storm Afghanistan, while Alawit on the side was curious, wondering what else this young man could perform? Even Iran knows how powerful Afghanistan is, so from the beginning to the end, Iran did not have any thoughts about this neighboring country.

Will the Prophet Army follow in the footsteps of the American and Soviet armies? Alawit suddenly had such a practical problem in his mind, Afghanistan was like Russia back then, whether it was Napoleon who swept across Europe, or its successor Hitler, they were full of confidence that they could defeat Russia, but in the end not only lost their troops, but also led to the collapse of the empire.

The same is true of Afghanistan, where both the Soviet Union and the United States invaded the country in the shortest possible time, but also fell into the sands in this country.

Abdul-Jabbar looked at the map seriously, he touched his chin and thought about something, it really felt like a leader, but his immaturity still showed his age, so it caused an extreme contrast.

Sitting at the staff headquarters, Canglong was not in a hurry at all, he drank tea and waited for Jabbar's answer.

After half an hour passed, everyone thought that it was impossible for Jabbar to come up with a solution, after all, it was impossible for any battle-hardened general here to come up with a perfect solution, but at this moment, Jabbar suddenly said, "Prophet, I want to know what is the point of this war?" ”

"Meaning?" Canglong smiled, "Penetrate things." ”

"In other words, we don't have to rule Afghanistan, do we?" Abdul-Jabbar grabbed something and immediately asked.

"Yes." Canglong nodded.

"So, you must have been prepared for a long time, if my guess is correct, either you have a connection with the *** armed forces, or you have a connection with the current government in Afghanistan, if we can use either of them, I can win this war, and give you a satisfactory explanation." Abdul-Jabbar said seriously.

"Huh." Canglong smiled with satisfaction, "I said at the beginning, your enemies are only the US troops in Afghanistan and those multinational forces, expel them, and you don't need to care about the rest." ”

Jabbar's face changed, and he really guessed it, this was just a test of the prophet for him, in fact, the prophet had already prepared everything, just to see if his answer was in line with the answer prepared by the prophet.

"Clark, how many days did it take the U.S. military to defeat Afghanistan?" Abdul-Jabbar asked suddenly.

Clark, who was stunned, was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted: "Four days, from the attack to the end of the war, it only took four days, and most of the *** armed forces were eliminated, but you should know the strength of the Americans, so"

"I know." Jabbar nodded, turned his head to look at Canglong, and said, "If the prophet can solve the *** armed forces and the Afghan government army, I only need four days to take the entire territory of Afghanistan and open the border between Afghanistan and China!" ”

As soon as these words came out, except for Canglong and Su Shan, the entire staff opened their mouths with an incredulous expression, and Clark pulled Rajabal and whispered: "You are crazy, if you can't take it down, be careful to put you on the gallows!" ”

"I'm not crazy, I can take it down." Abdul-Jabbar said calmly, "But for the sake of secrecy, I can't tell my plan, wait until the early hours of tomorrow morning, I will issue all orders to all brigades and regiments, and you just need to carry them out." ”

Regarding Jabbar's confident move, everyone thought that he was talking big, and even Clark and the others thought so, but at this moment, Canglong said calmly: "Okay, I now give you all the command of the Central Garrison Armored Division, and if you take Afghanistan, you will be the hero of Iraq, and you can't beat it, and the gallows in front of the Prime Minister's Office has your one." ”

After speaking, Canglong announced the dismissal of the meeting, Jabbar was stunned, and finally nodded and left with everyone, Su Shan suddenly asked: "How do you know that he will definitely be able to take Afghanistan?" I don't know how good the Afghans are, but history has proven it. ”

"Intuition." Canglong only said two words.

First of all, Abdul-Jabbar asked Basra to send the U.S. uniforms of the 1st Armored Division they captured to Zabol, and these uniforms have been retained, and those U.S. prisoners are now wearing prison uniforms, and at the same time, Abdul-Jabbar asked Alawit for about 20,000 sets of cotton clothes on the plateau.

This made everyone feel that Jabbar was indeed preparing to attack.

The Central Garrison Panzer Division was drawn in the early hours of the morning, and 20,000 men crossed the border with Zabol and entered Afghanistan.

At two o'clock in the morning, it was the time when people were most sleepy, Daniel, a non-commissioned officer of the 3rd Company of the Army Aviation of the 10th Mountain Division of the Kandahar Branch of the US Army stationed in Afghanistan, was looking at the display of the radar screen of the AWACS aircraft, everything was calm, he had already inspected three times, and this would be the last time of this night's patrol, and soon he could return to the barracks, take a hot bath, drink a cup of hot coffee, and sleep warmly.

For the US military in Afghanistan, a large-scale attack is impossible, so air early warning is just a routine, and they deal with *******, and *** usually does not have aircraft, and some are also hidden in caves in Afghanistan and will not be used at all.

The guerrillas knew very well that they had no chance of winning by flying the planes and fighting them hard.

Daniel patrolled the last area, and was about to leave, when suddenly dozens of green dots appeared on his radar screen.

At that time, he was puzzled, but he was not nervous, if these dozens of green dots were enemies, the radar screen display should be red.

He immediately lowered his flight and began to radio the other party's signal, even though it might be a friendly one, but Daniel still had to make the necessary inquiries.

Soon the communication was connected, Daniel first asked the other party to read out the control code, and finally asked what unit they belonged to, and after receiving a satisfactory answer, Daniel smiled and said, "I wish you luck!" He immediately returned to base.

The dozen or so green dots below are indeed friendly forces, supposedly the armored battalions of the Mountain Division, and they found a *** armed camp on the border, so they prepared for a late-night raid.

The plane landed in Kandahar, an important town in southwestern Afghanistan, and after handing over the flight records and reports to his teammates, Daniel entered the camp to take a shower and sleep.

However, as soon as he had finished his shower and was about to go to bed, the commander of the base, Rodney, called him over, and he felt a pang of irritation in his heart, it was already his time to rest, but he still obeyed the order.

Arriving at the command center, Daniel looked at Rodney and gave a military salute, but Rodney's face was very bad, and after he returned a salute, he asked: "Did you find any suspicious targets during the flight?" ”

"Report sir, no suspicious targets found." Daniel told the truth.

"And what is this?" Rodney abruptly flung the flight report over.

Daniel's face changed, he picked up the report and looked at it, and said, "This is a normal target, friendly forces!" ”

"Damn, the armored battalion in Kandahar has no mission tonight, how can it be friendly forces?" Rodney asked, grimace.

Daniel immediately became nervous, but the other party's answer and contact information were obviously friendly forces, and the control code was normal, and the communication channel was also subordinate to the US military, how could it be other troops? But Daniel thought that it was impossible for the Afghan National Army to know their control codes, and they did not have large armored combat vehicles such as tanks, let alone American-made armored vehicles.

He was about to explain something, but Rodney said coldly: "Why didn't you report to the command center after discovering the target?" ”

Daniel was speechless, and said in his heart, do you need to report? The control codes are all correct, and the radar identification is also green, which clearly shows that it is a friendly army, why report it? According to the regulations, there is no need to be good or bad, but Daniel did not say it, because he knew very well that Rodney was just trying to find a scapegoat for himself, and he happened to bump into it like this.

"Maybe it's the special forces on a classified mission." Daniel didn't push back, just found a staircase for himself and Rodney.

However, Rodney's face was still not good, because the Supreme Command of the US military in Afghanistan issued a notice a few days ago to enter the state of maximum alert.

If it weren't for this notice, Rodney wouldn't have reprimanded his pilots with a flight report in the middle of the night, but he couldn't be uncautious during this special time, and according to the information he received, this information was still coming from the multinational force on the Iraqi side, and it was said that the Prophet Army would come to attack them.

As ridiculous as this intelligence may seem, and Rodney even wondered if the person who got the information was stupid, the U.S. military regulations were just that.

But this is the whole thing that their US troops in Afghanistan are very helpless, such ridiculous information makes them fly more times, not to mention, they have to take shifts to be vigilant.

"You go to bed first." Seeing that Daniel looked tired, Rodney finally threw the flight report into the trash, not to mention that his soldiers couldn't stand it, even he couldn't stand it himself.

Of course, this is just to show compassion for his subordinates, and there is no other meaning, and Rodney himself knows that dozens of green dots, that must be armored vehicles or tanks, in a place like Afghanistan, except for the US military, no force has this kind of armored vehicles, maybe it is really like Daniel said, special forces carry out secret missions.

An hour later, however, Rodney regretted his decision, and as he got up from his bed, a gun was pointed at his temple.

The Arab, dressed in a U.S. military uniform, was telling him in his broken English to stand up honestly and not to move