As a major river basin connecting southwestern Afghanistan and eastern Iran, the 1,150-kilometre Helmand River valley is known to nurture and thrive wherever there is water.

Because of this, the competition for water resources on the Helmand River has become one of the conflicts between two countries like Afghanistan and Iran, which occupy most of their territory in the barren and mountainous regions.

The reason for the scramble for water is very simple: to irrigate the fields on both sides of the Helmand Valley.

Unlike irrigated crop fields in Iran, the fields in Afghanistan that need to be irrigated with water are more poppy than basic crops!

In particular, Helmand province, which has a large part of the countryside controlled by the Taliban, is the most widely cultivated, and this province in south-central Afghanistan accounts for 80 percent of the opium poppy cultivation area!

Afghanistan, which accounts for 75 percent of the world's opium poppy market and is also the largest opium poppy growing area known as the "Golden Crescent Bay", and its seemingly stark disparity between rich and poor, makes one wonder where all the huge money from opium poppy and the drugs it makes has gone, regardless of the perception that it is harmful to human beings and society.

The answer is, they all got into the pockets of the Taliban forces!

It is also one of the important sources of funding that they use against the US and government forces!

The city of Grishke, a town of 29,000 people, is located in an oasis at the outskirts of the Helmand River, only about 100 kilometers from Kandahar province in a straight line, and is also a major road route between Kandahar and Herat.

Even though the town is located in an oasis, even at night and there is a little snow on the ground, it still can't escape the desolation of the loess and some of the collapsed buildings.

In the surrounding farmland, clusters of beaving flowers swayed in the cold wind, but the green vision of the night vision devices could be vaguely seen that there were more poppy husks scattered on the ground, which meant that in this cold November, it was already the final stage for farmers to harvest opium poppies, and if they wanted to continue planting, they would have to wait until March of the following year.

In a town that is almost full of low-slung dirt bungalows, there are no pedestrians on the cold streets, because there are no street lights, there is no entertainment to make people crazy all night long, and most importantly, there is a curfew that scares them!

The curfew was not imposed by anyone, but one of the most important reasons was that there were bases in this small town for the Taliban and the British army!

This means that as long as anyone dares to appear on the road after 8 o'clock at night, no matter what their identity, they will be immediately arrested and tortured by the Taliban forces or the British army! There are even some unlucky people who are not very good at talking and have lost their lives because of this!

Outside the city of Grishke, a Humvee was parked in a gas station not far away, and in the closed passenger window, Wu Ba was using a night vision binoculars to look in the direction of Grishke City.

In the back seat of the car, Prasda tapped the keyboard of a slightly miniature laptop with the fingers of both hands, the same night-vision binoculars in Wu Ba's hand, which was also one of the equipment that the Assassination Alliance had allocated to them from Asadullah. On the computer screen, pop-ups occupy almost every corner of the screen, some are read bar windows, some are software windows, and some are ......

Then there are some that no one else can understand, scripts, firewalls, etc., etc., and no one here can understand these techniques except for Prasda, an agent who has been specially trained in hacking techniques, not even the most basic concepts.

"I knew I was resting at the villa, but I didn't expect to find a suitable place to hide along the way, and now I will go directly to my destination." Zhang Miao opened his mouth wide and yawned, his eyelids had already begun to fight, if he didn't have to talk to cheer himself up a little, it was estimated that he would be able to snore in a while.

The same is true for the others, after all, they have been in a car from the bunker of the fourth branch since seven o'clock in the morning, and they have maintained a high state of mental tension along the way, and it is not bad to be able to stay up until two o'clock in the morning.

"It was also my mistake, I didn't expect that the towns along the road were all controlled by the Taliban, and with our outfits and this car, it was really difficult to go in and rest." Hearing Zhang Miao's words, Wu Ba took down the night vision binoculars that he had placed in front of him, and responded while closing his eyes and rubbing the corners of his eyes.

At this time, the sound of Plath tapping on the computer keyboard stopped abruptly, and Zhang Miao couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Even Plata fell asleep directly......"

Unexpectedly, Prasda suddenly spoke: "I have broken the communication equipment of the British army base in the city of Grishke." ”

Zhang Miao's voice stopped abruptly, except for Prasda, everyone else also smiled slightly, but they didn't care, while Wu Ba said with a smile: "Have you found out the leader in charge of the British military base in Grishke City?" ”

"It was found out, it was a colonel named Charles, a native of Northern Ireland."

"Colonel...... If you change to the Chinese military rank, you are a person at the level of brigadier general. Wu Bao muttered in a low voice, put down the night vision binoculars in his hand, and after rubbing his face with his hands a few times, he continued: "Find a way to leave them a message, in the name of Brigadier General Borusa, and let them eradicate the remaining poppy fields in the city of Grishke." In that case, I believe that the team of thirty people will come to stop it, and then we can take advantage of the chaos to start the mission. ”

Zhang Miao asked suddenly: "What if they only retaliated against those British soldiers afterwards?" What to do then? ”

"If that's the case, it's the ambush I mentioned earlier. They either attacked the British base or waited until the British personnel left the base before attacking. Wu Ba took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, handed two to Zhang Miao and the big man, and then lit one for himself.

He exhaled his smoke and continued: "Anyway, no matter which one it is, it is inevitable that we will have to confront them head-on in the end, otherwise, as long as we fail once, even if we are alive and have a chance to come back, they will not necessarily be fooled again." ”

"Let's fight for it, see if we can kill them all at once, and save you trouble later."

After Wu Ba said this, the car fell silent, except for the exhalation of three smokers from time to time.

After a while, Prasda spoke, "I've sent a message, and the other party has replied that it will take a day of preparation and will be able to carry out the mission tomorrow. ”

Wu Ba couldn't help but be stunned, tomorrow? It's past twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and a new day is coming, doesn't that mean they have to waste a day waiting here?

No way!

Eradicating the remaining poppy fields is a fairly simple task for an army with a base stationed here, and it doesn't make sense that it will take a day to prepare......

Wu Ba frowned for a long time, and suddenly said in a solemn tone: "There is a problem!" ”

But no one responded to him, and only the sound of soft snoring remained in the carriage.

Turning his head to look at the big man, the strong man like a cow was already lying on the steering wheel, but fortunately the Humvee had been turned off, otherwise the big man would have honked his horn and attracted unnecessary attention to them.

Looking at the back, four people, two men and two women sat in the back seat and the trunk respectively, Tu Lun and Plasda were in the back seat, and the little couple was already asleep holding hands with their heads on their heads. Zhang Miao and Qiang Rose were huddled together with the two aluminum alloy boxes with various equipment, this pair of noisy enemies, even if they were asleep at this time, they were in a posture of not getting close to each other as much as possible.

When Wu Ba saw this scene, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his eyes also showed some memories, thinking that when he was on a mission, it was already the norm not to sleep for two days and one night, and sometimes he couldn't close his eyes for three days and three nights.

After a few glances, Wu Ba withdrew his gaze and muttered in a low voice like a seventy or eighty-year-old man looking at a young junior of one or twenty years old: "Forget it, there is no time limit for this mission anyway, and it seems that there are still a lot of problems, so let me spend that brain." ”

Just as Wu Ba was about to turn his head and close his eyes to rest, his eyes suddenly fixed in one direction, in front of the sleeping Prasda, the slightly small laptop screen was still on, and the interface on the screen was still stuck in the interface of communication with the British military base in Grishke City.

He suddenly remembered the side room he had seen in the villa in Asadulla, the side room with floor-to-ceiling windows on three sides!

At that time, when Wu Ba saw this side room, he was still thinking, why did a villa where an al-Qaeda leader lived, why did there be such a side room? Aren't you afraid of being assassinated by killers or mercenaries of hostile forces?

So Wu Ba, who faintly felt that there was a problem at that time, took advantage of the gap where he put his hand into the pocket of his coat and bounced a black soft ball the size of a plastic bullet out of his pocket, which was on the edge of the stairs on the second floor.

It is a high-tech product developed by the technical group of the Assassination Alliance, which is called a miniature audio-visual device, which only needs to be placed somewhere you want to be placed at will, and then pressed flat with your hand or stepped on with your foot, and it can be turned on. Because the material used is quite special, there is no need to worry about being damaged by the rough opening method.

I really don't know how long the brain circuits of those people in the technical group can even develop such a thing.

However, Wu Ba didn't care about these things now, what he cared about was whether the soft ball was monitoring and listening to anything.

He took Prasda's computer lightly, then took off the communication watch from his wrist, then pulled out the strap on one side, revealing a USB port, and plugged it into the socket on the side of the computer.

The communication interface on the screen immediately changed, and it was transformed into a picture transmitted by the miniature audio-visual, look at the progress bar below, seven or eight hours of video have been recorded, and look at the time limit that is still growing, the micro-audio-visual still maintains monitoring and listening.

Now, in order to find the answer to the question in his heart, Wu Ba has to start from the time when their group left, and if there is anything unusual, I believe that after they leave, it will be revealed.

An hour later, Wu Ba, who had watched this surveillance video, gradually became heavy!

In this, it was as problematic as he thought!