In Afghanistan, everything is going on in an orderly manner under the cover of night.

It's a team of people who have their own helicopters, and if you see the symbol on the plane that represents nuclear material, you know what kind of work they do on a day-to-day basis. This team has worked in Russia for a long time, so it is considered to be the experts with the best knowledge of nuclear weapons in the camp of the former socialist countries. When the 16th Special Service took control of the scene, it took them another two and a half hours to fly to the scene, and another forty minutes to set up their equipment.

Big Bob stood anxiously to the side, waiting for the experts to begin their work.

"Don't worry, Bob, our guys are very experienced and know how to handle this kind of thing." Dr. Will, head of the DOE's crisis control team, gasped and walked up to him, his gray hair fluttering in the gale. "Believe me, if there's anyone else in the world who can stop a nuclear bomb, it's these people."

"I have nothing to worry about, and if there is a nuclear bomb here, it won't be useful to worry." Bob shrugged his shoulders. "Your assurances don't make sense to me at all."

"Contrary to the subjective thinking of you intelligence officers, 99 percent of the world's nuclear dangers are false alarms." Will's expression and tone had a big grin in his face. "Every country has strict protection measures against nuclear technology and materials. When you tell me that we can find something like this here, I have to say, I am surprised. However, the nuclear threat is so terrifying that although we don't believe it, we can't miss it. ”

"So you're worried about this happening?" Bob watched intently as the experts worked.

"Since 911, no one has dared to guarantee anything. No, I'm not saying that I'm not worried about this kind of thing happening, I'm just saying that the probability of this kind of thing happening is extremely low. And it's not so much the ridiculous alarms that cause the panic as the fueling of the waves by your people. Will stirred his grey eyebrows disapprovingly. You are the ones who really create the nuclear threat. ”

"We? What are we chasing all this technology and materials all over the world, Will? Bob looked at Will disapprovingly. Explain to me why. ”

"That's because you think it's safe only in your hands." Will blinked slyly. "In your opinion, whether you can control this thing or not has nothing to do with whether you can make it. But the truth is, only people who really understand these technologies know what this thing is all about. ”

"It's enough for me to know that this thing can destroy the earth." Bob spread his hands disappreciatively. "In fact, when I go to bed every day, I don't dare to think about whose hands this thing will be ''. I'm sure you don't want to think about the answer to that question either. ”

Will laughed.

"The Chinese will never press that button. Bob, I know you're a China expert, and I don't want to comment on your expertise, but from what I've gotten, the Chinese are the most responsible when it comes to nuclear technology. They don't even want to have something so horrible if they could, so I don't believe they'll spread it out into the world. ”

"Why don't you let the facts do the talking?" Bob shook his head at the box. "You're a scientist, you only believe in facts."

"I still trust my head." Will tapped his finger on the head, and that sly smile appeared on his face again. "There's one thing you're saying isn't accurate enough. Scientists do believe the facts, but I'll reveal a little secret to you, Bob. Although no one admits it, all scientists trust their minds more than they do. ”

"Scientists think of themselves as God." Bob nodded sympathetically.

"Real scientists think they're the devil." Will smiled and made a cross on his chest.

The busyness of the experts soon bore fruit. Ultrasonic 'wave' detectors indicate that most of the box is empty, but there are some unidentified objects inside. They drilled holes in the box with an electric drill and carefully reached into the box with a speculum, all the while the Geiger counter, which was used for monitoring, remained comfortably quiet.

Finally, seeing the image from the LCD screen, all the experts frowned. None of these well-informed experts could immediately recognize what it was. It wasn't until the speculum turned to an angle that the words on the neatly arranged strips told them what it was.

An expert straightened up from the computer and turned to Will.

"I don't know what it is, but I would say that the LAPD's bomb disposal team can deal with these things. This box is full of C4 explosives. There's enough explosives in this box to blow a hole the size of a football field, but it's not something we're dealing with at all. ”

Will *** glanced at Bob, then asked aloud to the expert:

"Are you sure? We're not joking here. ”

The expert waved his hand wearily.

"Maybe I can get this big bomb out of my own without the LAPD's bomb disposal team. Will, do you want me to show you? I assure you with my grandmother's grave that this is just a regular bomb. ”

"No, I don't want you to do anything with this bomb. If you have to be blown up, I hope it's a bomb that makes more sense to us. Will was joking viciously. Now I still need you. ”

The expert didn't know what he muttered and began to pack up what was in front of him, while everyone next to him laughed at his words. The tension immediately eased, and even Will's shoulders relaxed.

"That's good news, Bob." Will laughed. "Of course it's not for you."

Bob ignored Will's ridicule, if the important supplies weren't on this truck, then they must be on another. Although he now has eight helicopters on hand, the situation here has already taken him more than four hours to 'wave', and it is very likely that the truck has already reached its destination.

However, he did not particularly panic, because he had already made other preparations in advance. If the other side is reliable, he will still be able to intercept that truck before it reaches the border. Long before that, he had provided all the information to the other side, intercepted the truck as much as possible, and the last measure was to notify the peacekeepers of other countries to join the operation.

Ignoring the experts who ran empty and had nothing to do, Bob struggled to get into the "Black Hawk" again, flying into Afghanistan's famous sandstorms. Wait until he gets the evidence, and then he will reason with these experts.

Chen Chaoguang did not even have the heart to scoff at the mistakes of the Americans, and if these Americans really understood the Chinese, they would not be "confused" and "confused" by these small "tricks". When he received a secret communication from his contact, he already knew that the Americans were going to screw up, but he didn't know what kind of mentality he didn't want to warn the Americans. The "boss" made it very clear that he had come to cooperate with the Americans, not to make ideas for the Americans.

Of course, Chen Chaoguang was fully aware of the above intentions, and also analyzed the situation he was facing, and concluded that no matter whether this batch of supplies "forward" or "backward", the Americans had a chance to get what they wanted, and he did not want to really 'fight' with his own people, in that case, he had to explain to his own teammates. No matter who these team members were, they would have questions about why they were fighting their own people, and that was a question that Chen Chaoguang could not answer. The "boss" is very capable, but not big enough to have his own armed forces, and he can only mobilize these forces under the guise of "covert operations", so he cannot raise any doubts. This is the premise of all actions.

He simply took his team to stay on the side of the main highway so that he could leave quickly, and at the same time he could avoid 'engagement' with "his own people", and it was only after listening to the intelligence of the Americans that he realized that fighting with "his own people" might not be avoidable. At that time, he did not know the outcome of the battle, so he had to order his subordinates to temporarily set up roadblocks on the road and plant explosives, with the intention of delaying the movement of trucks.

As soon as the "hunters" had set up their positions, the observation post on the high ground had already spotted the convoy driving on the road with the lights turned off. In Afghanistan, driving at night has a meaning that is not found anywhere else, and only the military, criminals and adventurers dare to haunt the night. There was a slight discrepancy between the two cars and the information provided by the Americans, and Chen Chaoguang knew after a little thought that it was the local intelligence station that had appointed a guide to join. How can there be no guide in Afghanistan.

The convoy stopped a kilometer away, indicating that they had spotted the roadblock. These people are alert enough.

Chen Chaoguang did not ambush people in the barricades. He didn't want to fight a war of annihilation, he just wanted to stop the truck. If the truck is able to bypass the mine, then a rocket ambushed a hundred meters from the side of the road is enough to destroy the truck. But the convoy stopped to show that they had another solution.

Chen Chaoguang ordered those who were lying in ambush on the side of the road to wait for their moment, while the others approached covertly from both sides of the road in the direction of the convoy. The first task of the battle is to destroy the truck, and once you complete the mission, you will immediately get out of it. As is customary, after the machine gun 'shooters' found a suitable position to provide cover for everyone, the twelve team members quickly approached the convoy under the cover of the terrain.

"At our current pace, it will take four hours to reach the border, and by that time, the whole world will be able to see us." Luo 'Men' looked out the car window, rubbing his chin in a frustrated manner. "Maybe the Afghans should stop fighting and build their roads and bridges."

"The invaders have dropped countless bombs here over the past few decades, and you should thank Allah for having roads and bridges left." Sun Guo squinted his eyes and smiled. "I know something is wrong with your plans, but you shouldn't be blamed for that, you can't really know Afghanistan unless you see the desolation with your own eyes. How much time do you have left? ”

Romen glanced at his watch.

"It's hard to say, we got two hours, and if all goes well, we're four hours ahead of the opposition, but the damn road wastes everything. We'll be in trouble at dawn. ”

By the time the Americans found out that the box contained nothing but a powerful mine.

Ma Xibei, who had been observing the road with a telescope, suddenly patted Sun Guo on the shoulder, motioned for him to stop the car, and then jumped out of the jeep and ran to a high ground on the side of the road. Knowing that he must have noticed something unusual, Romen took his rifle and followed him.

"There's a barricade up ahead."

Seeing that Luo 'Gate' was following, Ma Xibei handed him the telescope and showed him the direction. Most of Afghanistan's roads are dilapidated, and sometimes they differ from the wilderness by fewer potholes and stones. At night, when the road is distinguished by the stars in the sky, it relies on the contours of the terrain, and at this time one has to admire the acuity of Ma Xixi: almost a kilometer ahead, some rocks are unnaturally piled together, like a pair of pincers clamping the road from the left and right.

There was no sign of anyone moving, but there were mountains a few hundred meters away, and hiding some people in those mountains was not a problem.

"If there's no one there, it's going to delay us even more." Luo 'Men' whispered to Ma Xibei as he struggled to find suspicious signs. "If there were people there, they might have discovered us."

Ma Xixi just looked thoughtfully ahead, and now he was back to his usual taciturn. He doesn't have to answer Luo 'Men', he is a sharp soldier, and his task is to find suspicious points, as for what to do after discovering suspicious points, that is Luo 'Men's decision.

A roadblock represents a danger, and they can't avoid it. If the people there had spotted them first, whoever they were, they would have attacked the truck, and they would have to attack it soon. After a little deliberation, the four of them decided to reconnoiter the barricades first. Sun Guo's opinion is that we should first see what these roadblocks are set up, if it is a place where they usually 'deal' with them, then they can 'spend' some money to pass, if they are unfamiliar with the local army, then it is very likely that they will have to fight to pass the pass.

"Whoever it is, we're going to have to get rid of them." Luo 'Men' looked at Sun Guo and smiled. "We can't take any chances."

"But ......"

Sun Guo wanted to say that it was inappropriate, but he couldn't say where it was inappropriate, so he only said two words and shut up.

"Lao Sun, we are fighting, not gang members negotiating." ACE PUT A SKI MASK ON HIS HEAD AND LOOKED AT SUN GUO COLDLY. "There is nothing like destroying the enemy to be able to preserve ourselves, and this is our top priority on the battlefield. Nothing else matters. ”

Sun Guo gritted his teeth and carried his AK-74 rifle to follow Luo 'Men'.