At the time of the arrival of this harsh winter, the 40th Army quickly adapted to the "non-transmission struggle" with the resistance groups guerrillas and "mujahideen", and the military occupation strategy underwent a major change.

They have changed the past routine of simply suppressing and striking with iron and serum, and have instead adopted the strategy of "suppressing and appeasing at the same time," and have frequently achieved major results. Subsequently, throughout the military occupation that lasted more than ten years, the 40th Army always firmly grasped the initiative in the war or the entire battlefield.

Although the resistance groups or "mujahideen" in country M and the West as a whole are active in the vast rural areas, they have never achieved decent military results during the entire period of military occupation, except for attacking some convoys and harassing the security of the cities.

Still, the winter of 1983 was the beginning of a grim truth.

The resisters and "mujahideen" are becoming more and more aggressive, and the situation on the battlefield is quietly undergoing dramatic changes. In particular, when the harsh winter fell on the Hindu Kush Mountains, the resistance groups and "mujahideen" in the land of the mountain people did not retreat to the land of halal for the winter as in previous years.

After the military occupation was completed, the General Secretary of the CPSU Leonid Brezhnev had hoped that the troops would be withdrawn soon. However, the Karmal regime could not support the overall situation, and the 120,000 elite steel torrents of the 40th Army were dragged to death on the cold plateau, and were gradually sinking into the "imperial graveyard" of the Shanren Islamic Republic, unable to extricate themselves.

By 1983, when the coldest winter swept across the West Asian plateau, the Karmal regime was crumbling, and the officers and men of the Red Army's 40th Army looked up to the north with mixed emotions, and homesickness and war weariness enveloped the barracks. The withdrawal of troops became a luxury, and the war became a distant prospect. It's not just this army that has fallen into this "graveyard of empires", it's the entire country of polar bears that has fallen into it.

This is a magical plateau, and from ancient times to the present, the polar bear is not the first, let alone the last, to fall into this imperial graveyard.

From the reign of the Persian Empire in the mid-6th century BC to the military occupation by polar bears, the Shanren Islamic Republic has experienced 256 military invasions by major and powerful countries. This country of suffering has experienced the invasion of almost all the world's great powers in history. All the powerful empires of Asia have ruled here.

But whether it is the invasion of a major power or the rule of a powerful country, it is difficult to last long. No empire can dominate this region, at most for a while. And the Islamic Republic of the Mountain People has always stood firm in the face of these invasions or dominations, and the end result is often to drag the other side down.

It is the Red Imperial Polar Bear that enters this imperial graveyard today, and who will it be tomorrow?

Peshawar is busy and noisy, without the explosions and gunshots of a few months ago, and it seems quiet and peaceful. Little Ali, dressed in a thick cotton coat, became a doll, and he rode around the camp on the small landlord. The sound of laughter like silver bells floated over the camp. Lin Tao led the team members to train at the training ground, and Liu Guodong had adjusted the two sand tables in the war room to China's southern frontier and the Indochina Peninsula in South Asia.

For several days in a row, both of them lay on the sand table, carefully pondering the situation of all parties. The whole country of polar bears is already in the mud, and they will no longer be able to take care of it in the short term. The brother squad has successfully completed the scheduled mission. At this time, the Indochina Peninsula and China's southern Xinjiang were in full swing, like a mess.

"Boss, Lancang, Siam, Annam, Khmer!"

Liu Guodong expressed his research results, "If I am a high-level and need to send a surprise army, Lancang is the first choice." If you put a strong tactical team here, you can flank the military fortresses on the Annam border to the east. To the west, it can fight the drug trafficking forces of the Honsawady State and suppress the Siamese nest of the CIA. To the south, it can flank the elite division of Annam, which is exterminating the people and Cambodia in western Khmer. To the north, it can deal a fatal blow to the 678 Corps of the Annan Army stationed in Lancang. ”

"I'm not a hero, but I'm the same as you see." Yu Songyuan lit a cigarette and said.

Little Ali has been put to sleep by his mother, and Yu Songyuan can smoke freely. "The Indochina Peninsula is a mess, and if you want to send a small force to exert influence at key points and make the whole situation develop in a direction favorable to our country, Lancang is the best foothold."

"Boss, I have a request."

"You say."

"We were at the limit of life on the top of the snowy mountain, and when our lives were almost hanging by a thread, they even went down the well and sent a team to hunt us down. So, if they can't help us, will they do it to our families? Liu Guodong also lit a cigarette, "With the Japanese nature of the Japanese people, it is completely possible to do this." We can't afford to be ......"

"Long story short, you want to exterminate the Uchida group?"

"If we go to Lancang to fight this time, we should cross the Mekong River, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and leave no trouble!"

"If you were Shiaki Uchida, would you still put the nest in its original place after the failure of the action team? He's an old fox, can he stand for decades, can he be so stupid? Yu Songyuan stared at the sand table, as if asking Liu Guodong, but also asking himself.

"Then find him, as long as he doesn't immigrate to Mars or the moon, he will always be active. And, I have a hunch that he won't move his nest out of Asia......"

Buna quietly watched the two men studying the battlefield, and finally couldn't help it, and also rubbed to the side of the two sand tables and asked, "Are you really leaving?" Are you going to fight in this place? ”

Liu Guodong took a sip of hot milk tea from a teacup, glanced at her, and there was a hint of murder in his eyes, "Sister Nana, currently in the country of halal, only you see this sand table, if you ......"

"Cut, the difficulty is that you want to kill people? I'm also an agent, don't you understand this? I wondered, if I get injured again, will there be a super invincible great warrior who will come to save me? He took my first kiss, and oh my God, without waving a hand, he just walked away mercilessly......" Buna chirped with red eyes.

Liu Guodong deliberately had a cold face, went to the gun rack and took down his SVD, "bang", pushed the bolt, and deliberately glanced at Buna fiercely.

Buna blinked with a pair of big beautiful eyes, "You really want to kill someone?" Great, wow, I'm so happy. Come on, come on......" After speaking, he closed his eyes and raised his beautiful little head. Seeing that there was no movement for a while, and when I opened my eyes again, she was the only one left in the room, and Liu Guodong had already walked away.

Yu Songyuan ignored their bickering, he walked out of the training room, entered the stable, took out his white horse, flew up and jumped up, and the little landlord followed him step by step, and his eyes and legs were fast, and he also jumped up and sat down in front of his saddle. He rode his horse and rushed out of the training camp. The guards quickly saluted him, and he ignored it and ran straight to the upper reaches of the Duhan River behind the camp.

The creek is not completely frozen, and the river is wider and deeper upstream near the foot of the mountain, making it a great place for fishing. When they first withdrew to the training camp, during the training break, Yu Songyuan and others would occasionally take Xiao Ali to fish. But when it gets cold, they rarely come. But now, it's been more than a month, and occasionally there are people fishing here for a day.

The white horse rushed straight to the river to the angler, and then suddenly stopped.

There was a small boat moored by the river, and the two men sitting on the boat were so startled that they stood up and put their hands under their clothes. At this moment, there was a "bang", and a gunshot rang out not far away. Next to them was a red plastic bucket filled with water, which had been pierced with two holes. Like a little boy peeing, the water "gurgles" out of the water.

The two of them were shocked, and in the shaking of the boat, they hurriedly raised their hands crookedly, and looked at Yu Songyuan with a nervous expression. One of them lost his balance, fell into the water with a "thud", and in a hurry, he finally climbed into the boat and immediately raised his hands again.

Yu Songyuan was wearing a hood, and the scene in front of him made him look up at the sky, and he smiled.

The laughter was clearly sneering and mocking, and when he finally finished laughing, he pointed at them and said, "Look at the bear-like you scared out, and the intelligence officer, Zhen Nyima, a bunch of fools!" ”

The mule spun around in a majestic circle, snorting loudly.

Yu Songyuan said again, "Don't be nervous, I won't kill you." You're just a small character, not worth killing. Go back and tell your intelligence station leader, Izumi Inoue, to stop monitoring the training camp and stop all harmful actions! Let Inoue tell Uchida that if we don't stop activities that are unfavorable to China, we will hunt down the Uchida team on a global scale, just to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots! ”

With that, he spun around his mule and sped toward the Windör ridge.

The white colt is a horse and mule, tall in size, strong in limbs, and strong in mountaineering. They climbed to the top of Mount Wendur and stood on the cliff in the face of the cold wind. Down the hill is the training ground of the Rana training camp, and not far away is the training camp of the "Urban Mujahideen" resistance group in Shisharma.

At this moment, on the training ground of the Lana training camp, the players are only as big as ants, and the shadows are full of shadows, and the fierce battle is in full swing, and the two sides are inseparable. It turned out that Lin Tao, Lin Zhumin, Khatib, Sabusiddin, and Rana led the trainees to conduct platoon attack and platoon assault exercises next to the Duhan River.

This is a live-ammunition and live-soldier tactical confrontation drill with a tactical background, Lin Tao is too playful with this dog, he has no homesickness at all, and takes Lin Zhumin, Khatib, Sabusidin and Rana every day, changing the method, but tossing these raw melons and eggs.

At the foot of the mountain, at the fishing place of the Duhan River, two anglers were packing up their things and rowing away in a gray boat.

As far as the eye can see, the main channel of the Caola River basin resembles a Bailian, which connects to the Indus River on the right side of the city of Peshawar and then reaches the border between Pakistan and Afghanistan. Several tributaries, like branches, flow into the distance. Countless tribal villages along the riverside are covered with snow. Countless madrasas, jihadist training camps, and jihadists from all over the world are converging here.

The situation on the Khyber Pass has been stabilized as a rock, the night in Peshawar has calmed down, and the strategic mission of the brothers' team through Llosia has been completed. Yu Songyuan had a hunch that a telegram would come at any time at this time, summoning them to return to China. The distant southern Xinjiang and Indochina Peninsula of China will soon be a new battlefield for their conquest.

The white horse was a Chinese mule, and it seemed to have a sense of return, and suddenly raised its hooves and hissed.

Yu Songyuan jumped down, holding its head, a little reluctant, and couldn't help but shed tears, "Old man, I know that you miss home." However, you have already gone abroad, and it is difficult to think about "returnees". You are a Chinese mule with great achievements, I will let Lana take good care of you, and next time, we will still be partners. ”

The small landowners also stood closely beside them, and everyone silently looked at the snow-covered land under the mountain.