Chapter 161: Thirty Days of Hell (68)
We quickly moved to the right, and the other person didn't sound fast, but seemed to be walking at about the same speed as us. It's not surprising that no one is in the mountains, and it's a mission to walk like a fly, which is not safe and will drain the stamina too quickly.
We quickly ducked behind a large rock and then crouched down. I put the rifle I was carrying in my hand and listened quietly to the movement outside. After about a minute or two, a Yankee figure appeared in front of us on the left.
This is an American soldier with an M16 in his hand, looking at the road ahead as he walks. Behind him was another man, who was talking as he walked.
"This damn mountainous area, it's either a cave or a valley, and then it's this kind of stone road, and there's nothing and there's a stone. I felt like we were fighting a bunch of rats. The man complained.
"Alright, McGee. Stop complaining, you've been talking about this since this morning, and you've been talking about it now. A voice came from behind him.
"Yes. We are mountain divisions. Do you remember? You just said that this is a mountainous area. Look at your armband, man. The man at the head of the line said with a smile as he looked back.
Hearing them say this, I immediately looked at the man's armband in front of me, and on his left arm was a pattern that looked like two daggers or old-fashioned bayonets intersecting. At the top of this diagram, there is a row in English. I looked closely, and it started with m, and the rest of it couldn't be seen clearly.
The complaining man stretched out his right hand and patted his left armband, looking proud, but after a moment he sighed and said, "How far do we have to go?" Can't helicopters fly a little longer? “
"Don't talk nonsense... The terrain here is too complicated. If a guy with a rocket comes and fires it somewhere, maybe he's already running home, and you don't even see him. So keep going, and if you keep your mouth shut and concentrate on walking, I promise you'll be able to get these captives in a helicopter before dark. “
"Yes. Sir. I shut my mouth ... The man said, holding his gun, and glancing back at the captives who appeared behind him with their hands tied behind his back, "Hurry up." You bastards. As he spoke, he reached out and pulled one of them.
Ahmed, who was beside me, saw the captives and quickly turned his attention to the captives they had captured. I know this guy is still worried about Ashraf among these people.
Fortunately, none of the three POWs captured by the Yankees were Ashraf or anyone else I knew.
"Are you saying that the fighting here will be over when we leave?" One person asked.
"No, it won't. It is said that a group of mercenaries has been sent into the mountains near the border to continue the clearance. Maybe it's too close to Pakistan. They were more convenient than us. Anyway, we don't have anything to do now, so we can rest and rest. The man who was called the chief said.
"Are mercenaries very rich? Also powerful? The complaining one asked.
"When you're retired, you can try it. If you do, you're going to get much, much more than you're getting now. The man replied.
I looked at the gang and counted their numbers. There are a total of twenty people in this group, and all of them are in a relatively relaxed state, so it is estimated that this place should already belong to the relatively safe area that has been cleared for the time being. So they were all chatting without a word while walking, although there were also people in the front and back of the line, left and right guarding, but they were not very nervous.
After the group walked away from us unhurriedly, I slowly sat down and continued to stare at them. We didn't dare to move, because it was very quiet, and if the other party found out about any movement, the two of us would not be able to escape. Ahmet and I watched them until the twenty or so Yankees had walked out of the mountain, and then I looked at Ahmet next to me and whispered, "These guys are coming down from the front." They seem to have completed their mission and are ready to evacuate here to rest. “
Ahmet nodded and said, "These people seem to be the Yankees who appeared near the valley before. “
"He said they were mountain divisions. It is just a professional counterpart to appear in such a place. I said.
Ahmed looked at me and whispered, "Now you're a translator." ”
"You don't know, in my hometown, English has to be learned since I was a child, and it must be learned." I said.
Ahmed, apparently uninterested in English, asked instead, "You just said their mission was done." Ready to withdraw? ”
"yes. That's what they just said. I said.
Ahmed seemed to come to his senses, "So the battle here is over?" After seeing me shake his head, he frowned and asked eagerly, "Isn't it?" ”
"They did evacuate. They were the only ones who had evacuated, but they mentioned that a group of mercenaries had been sent there in the mountains near the border with Pakistan. I said.
Ahmed sighed in disappointment when I said this, and then he slowly stood up and helped me up, "Let's get on our way." Let's find a place to rest first. He said and looked up at the sky, "It's getting late." Let's hope we don't run into other Americans who have retreated. “
So we continued on our way, and after walking out of the rocky stretch, Ahmed pointed to a hillside ahead of him against a rock wall: "Let's find a place to rest and spend the night on it." “
After Ahmed finished speaking, he helped me up the low slope and came to a large rock by the side of a stone wall. He gestured here, "Here tonight." He raised his hand as he spoke, and after a moment continued, "There's no wind here, and this stone will give me some shelter." ”
I don't have a problem with what he said, I have a lot of trust in Ahmed, after all, not everyone can carry a wounded man over a mountain in such a difficult situation.
I went straight to the big rock and sat down slowly with my hands on it. Once I was seated, I took the rifle off my body and put it aside, took the tortilla that Ahmet handed me and took two bites, "How long will we have enough food and drink?" ”
Ahmed sat down as well after looking around, and took out a piece of bread and nibbled on it. After taking two bites, he said, "If we save a little food and drink, we can last two days." Two days later we were going to starve. After he finished speaking, he took out the kettle and handed it to me after taking a sip of himself, "In addition to this pot of water, I also have water in the water bag on my body." ”
I took a sip of the kettle and handed it back to him, and now it's more important to us about the water. Because even if there is no food after that, as long as there is water, we can continue to hold on for a while, but if it is the other way around, it is very difficult to say.
The 10th Mountain Division, the English on the coat of arms is "mountain", which means mountain or mountain range.
(End of chapter)