Now that you've decided where you're going, it's much easier. The road ahead is still fraught with danger, but at least we know which way to go.

After eating dry food and resting briefly, we followed our guide, Ahmed, to take advantage of the night. Instead of going back the way we came, we went east for a while, detoured for some distance before continuing south.

On the way, Ahmed told us that walking on the road at night is much easier than during the day, although the visibility is very low and you have to be extra careful. First of all, the general locals will not come out at night, especially in such a chaotic period now, even the ordinary Yankee soldiers will not organize any actions after nightfall, and there will be no other coalition people who dare to wander around after nightfall, so if you meet people who are also moving on the way forward, generally speaking, the identity of the other party is easier to determine, that is, most of the other party is also taking advantage of the night to transfer or have action TLB armed forces, if not, it is the Yankees with special tasks, The small group indicates that this is most likely a special operations squad of the Yankees.

But no matter who it is, no matter how many people there are on the other side, you can't move, and it's best not to be discovered by the other party. Ahmed emphasized, especially when encountering Yankees, even if you see a few people, it's best not to do it, because the fewer people means the more prepared and powerful, and more importantly, a task cannot be done by only a few people, they must have companions in other directions or pre-set support, and once these people are attacked, the first thing to do is to ask for help, and then more and more companions will come to help.

Ahmed's words made a lot of sense, but it made me doubt his identity. I don't think he's like a native, a native who doesn't know a lot of words, who has never left his village in his life, and who knows nothing but what is going on near his home. But he is not, he is not only familiar with the terrain, environment, and customs here, but also seems to be familiar with the Americans and the TLB armed forces. More importantly, he should have good military qualities and a wealth of combat experience. Although he hasn't had a gun since he appeared, and he doesn't even touch it, he looks like a local ordinary person, but from his response to the situation along the way and the estimation and analysis of the form, I can be sure that this guy has a lot of combat experience.

We followed Ahmed for most of the night, and it went well. There was nothing on the road except the whirring wind and the occasional barking of dogs. We had a break on the way, and at dawn we came to a small village.

Ahmed looked at the village and seemed to realize something, motioned for us to stop, and then led us into a small bare bush next to the village.

"What's wrong? Shouldn't we hurry up and go around this little village? I asked.

Ahmed shook his head and pointed to the village, "There's something wrong with this village. “

"Something is wrong?" I looked at the village, it was not yet fully dawn, and the village seemed very quiet, and I couldn't see anything wrong.

"The people here..." Ahmed looked at us, "At this time, someone from them should be up." But if you look here, you can't see anyone moving at all. “

"You mean there's no one in the village?" I asked.

"Someone. There can't be no one here. The village doesn't look like it's deserted, you look at the houses, they're all in good condition. Ahmed paused as he spoke, "There must be someone here who doesn't let these people move around. ”

"Who could it be?" I asked.

"TLB is the most likely. Yankees: They will not and do not need to spend the night outside. Ahmed said.

As we spoke, there was movement in the village, and a man with a rifle on his back appeared in view. Although the light is not very good at the moment, it can already be seen that this person is not an American, but a local dress.

The man appeared and looked out of the village, then spoke a few words into the house, and a moment later out of the house he had come out of two men with weapons on their backs.

"It's the people of TLB." Ahmed said to us in a low voice.

As he spoke, the men approached the entrance of the village, and stopped at the entrance, and after about five or six minutes four or five figures appeared from the village, each armed with a weapon, and after meeting them, they stood at the entrance of the village and talked for a while, and then went out in a south-west direction.

And after the gang walked away, the people in the village really walked out of their respective homes one after another, and they began to get busy. Looking at the appearance of these villagers, it is certain that this is not the first time this has happened, it must have happened many times, so many that they have nothing to surprise them, it is like a very ordinary thing.

"Let's go. We continue south. Get around here. Ahmed said, turning and walking east.

"Why are there so many TLB forces here? Aren't these people supposed to be near Kandahar, further south? I quickly caught up with Ahmed and asked.

He looked at me and said, "I don't know." These people look a little unusual, they really shouldn't be here so often, and they did so much yesterday when they launched a round of attacks. “

"They're not going to do anything, are they?" Said, who quickly followed, asked,

Ahmed shook his head, "Action? Death Operation? The Yankees wish they hadn't hidden, but had taken the initiative to fight them. After saying that, he thought for a moment, "No matter what they want to do, it doesn't matter much to us." But we have to be more careful, they have become more here, and the Yankees will not be less, and the Yankees will not tolerate the armed presence of resistance to them everywhere, after all, this is not the front line. Also, TLB is not easy to talk to, and meeting them can be just as troublesome as meeting Yankees. ”

We quickly rounded the village and continued west-south. According to Ahmed's estimates, we will reach the outskirts of Gargharib this evening. According to the old guy last night, the first step to get there is a complete task for us to march, and where we go after that depends on the ability of the people who meet us. I can only hope that those people have a means of transportation, so that they can walk more than us, or if we are forced to go all the way. Then the task will turn into an intensive hike.

Near noon, suddenly there was the sound of gunfire from the direction we were heading, it sounded some distance away from us, and it was not the sound of a Yankee weapon. Ahmet immediately stopped, listened carefully, and looked back at me.

Today, the fifth deacon of the fan gang appeared... Thank you all for your support!!

(End of chapter)