The plan that the "Mediterranean" gave us to approach the stronghold of the stinking water mercenaries was very precise, and there were detailed rules on which road to pass through at what time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info said that this plan must be strictly followed in order to avoid the drones that are flying everywhere by the US military in Afghanistan. So we stopped and stopped along the way, except for the sporadic checkpoints of the Afghan government army, but there were no problems. We stopped at the prescribed campsite after dawn in a small hill, covered our Humvees and pick-up trucks with camouflage nets and camouflage cloths, and slept in sleeping bags for five hours before we set off again. At this time, we have all changed into U.S. combat uniforms and become a U.S. military unit.

At 7:50 p.m., we had been waiting for half an hour only 10 kilometers from the stronghold of the Stinkwater Mercenaries. I am now wearing a steel helmet, body armor, and a US military night vision device, except for the Chinese Type 03 rifle in my hand, I am an American GI alive.

After looking at my watch again with anxiety, I couldn't help but express my uneasiness to the boar: "It's full of Americans. Are you sure our people won't be soft on killing them? ”

The Tatars heard my words and said leisurely: "When I first went to war, I still had thoughts, and I would worry about accidentally injuring people who should not be hurt. But when I saw too much of the tragic situation of the deaths and injuries of my comrades, I gradually became numb, and I would subconsciously shoot at any threatening target, no matter what it was. Don't worry, we're all such people, someone must have looked at our files carefully to bring us together. Those people just want a pack of war dogs! ”

Smoke also said: "Don't worry, we'll just kill them as drug dealers, hehe." With that, he also exchanged fists with a man standing behind him.

As we spoke, the number on the electronic watch jumped to 8:04, and the boar said, "Okay, let's do it." ”

I let out a long sigh of relief and got into the second armored Humvee, and the Boar, Tatar, and Smoke got into the first, third, and fourth Humvees, respectively. Then the four cars turned on their headlights and drove straight to the stronghold of the Stinkwater mercenaries at full speed. At a distance of five kilometers from the stronghold, the six pickup trucks loaded with weapons and ammunition following the Humvee stopped moving, according to the plan, Bogard and the others will prepare the robots and rocket artillery, if we fail to deceive the stronghold, we must immediately retreat to join them, and then storm the stronghold with heavy firepower. When I thought of the anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns in the stronghold, the infantry nemesis, I secretly prayed that we would not goof.

After a small turn, I was standing on the sunroof of the Humvee, holding a machine gun, and from the night vision goggles, I could see a pile of black buildings standing alone on a hill. As in the intelligence, the perimeter of the complex is surrounded by walls and barbed wire, and only faint lights can be seen inside. The way up the hill required a circle of the hillside, and at this time we were completely within the lethal range of the stronghold's fire. I shuddered at the thought of a 30mm anti-aircraft gun that could easily tear through the Humvee's thin sheet of iron, trying not to turn the machine gun in the direction of the stronghold.

Fortunately, we had been waiting for our convoy to circle the stronghold for half a circle on the mountain and did not open fire, but suddenly a shuttle with tracer bullets passed through the boar's car, and the Humvee immediately "squeaked" to a stop. Then the glare of the searchlight came in, and a voice that had been slightly transfigured through a megaphone shouted, "Who are you?" What are you doing here? ”

I saw the boar remove the eyepiece of the night vision device from his eyes, then calmly got out of the car, walked to a place more than ten meters away from the stinky water stronghold, and shouted twice at a pillbox at the gate. According to the script, he should have told the Stinkwater mercenaries that we were Task Force 17 of the Fifth Expeditionary Fleet, and that he had lost contact with his superiors during the mission, so he came to the nearby Stinkwater base to borrow their communication equipment.

If the "Mediterranean" had not lied to us, now that the communications of the US troops in Afghanistan have been completely cut off, and the stinky water mercenaries have not been able to contact the US troops, they should not have doubted this statement.

When I saw the boar approaching the bunker in front of the door in a way that made us calm down, I knew that the stinking mercenaries accepted this statement, and the hearts of the voices and eyes fell a little. At this time, the wild boar stood in the searchlight and waved to us, "Come here!" I immediately said through the intercom, "Okay, let's go!" ”

I didn't dare to say a word more, for fear of accidentally bumping into the call channel with the stinky water mercenary. Who made it possible for us to use the same type of radio?

Before the convoy could reach the front of the stronghold, the gate of the stronghold slammed open. The boar walked in naturally, and struck up a conversation with a man wearing body armor straddle an M4 rifle and lit a cigarette. This guy's acting skills are very good.

As the Humvee drove into the yard, the first thing I saw was the self-propelled 30mm anti-aircraft gun, which terrified me, parked on a high stone platform, looking down on us from a high vantage point. But its barrel was pointing outside the wall where we had parked. Several stinking mercenaries, unarmed and unarmed, came out of the house, and one pointed to a clearing against the courtyard wall and shouted to the Tatars who were getting out of the car: "Park the car there." Don't block the door! ”

I stayed in the car and didn't get down. Then I saw several men in body armor straddle the stairs of the tower at the four corners of the courtyard coming down the stairs, and one of them shouted at me, "Hey, man, you guys just scared the hell out of us!" ”

The Tatars in the car behind immediately shouted back: "Fake! We're just scared of the pee today. The first time I was on a mission in this area, I suddenly lost contact with my superiors, and I didn't know what to do if I encountered any situation. ”

The man immediately asked, "Is it your first time on the battlefield?" ”

The Tatars said: "I had served in Baghdad for half a year, and I was sent here only after returning from this vacation. ”

The man said in a tone of pity, "Hehe, you are miserable. How good is it to stay in Baghdad? It's getting more and more dangerous here. ”

While the Tatars were distracting me, I was always thinking about how to use my machine gun to kill as many people as possible in the shortest possible time. At this point, someone had already noticed me: "Hey! Brat! Scared of going to war for the first time? It's safe here, turn off your machine gun safety and don't go off! ”

The Tatars immediately shouted: "Hey! Jesse boy, what about you? Are you freaking out? A rabbit gall like you should go back to your mother for milk! ”

This made a crowd laugh. At this moment, the soft roar of a wild boar came from the headset: "Do it! ”