The car slowly drove out of the embassy, Yang Luo leaned back in his chair and said softly: "Crazy, have the supplies been checked?" ”

The madman drove the car, looked ahead and said: "Check it, in addition to guns and grenades, there are military thorns, sapper shovels, special climbing ropes, lighters, self-heating rations, gasoline, miniature oxygen cylinders, ......"

Yang Luo nodded, Li Tao opened a supply list for Li Fangjie last night, and Li Fangjie also spared no effort to prepare everything. This man may be a military idiot, but he is definitely a risk-taking guy. It is possible that he will enter Tajikistan or Uzbekistan through the Panjshir Valley, but this is not inevitable. Because of the importance of the Panjshir Valley, the Afghan government forces are very well guarded, and it is not so easy to cross the border. Finally, there is another road, which is even more dangerous and unpredictable, that is, to cross the Hindu Kush Snow Mountain and directly enter the territory of China. Moreover, Yang Luo analyzed that Maihe Sumu Aishan is likely to take the last road, so Li Tao asked Li Fangjie to prepare everything he needed.

At this time, it was just after four o'clock, the sun was still hanging in the western sky, and Kabul, which was usually quite noisy, was quiet and terrifying. Except for government troops and armored vehicles patrolling the streets, there are not many pedestrians in sight, and if there are, they are all in a hurry.

"It seems that Kabul has entered a state of war, and if we want to get out, it will take some effort," said the madman. ”

Yang Luo took out a cigarette and lit one, opened the car window, looked outside and said: "Money can make ghosts grind, this is the wisdom of our ancestors, and this iron law works no matter which country it is." ”

"Hey!" Xu Hang, who was sitting in the back, laughed, "I agree with this, even more so in Afghanistan now, not to mention the green dollar, even a pack of cigarettes can make them send their wives to our bed." ”

Sure enough, as soon as they left the city, they were stopped by the government army who set up a card, and Li Tao got out of the car in front of him: "We are here to travel, this is our ID." Li Tao handed the passport Li Fangjie to a second lieutenant, then took out a cigarette and handed it to the second lieutenant.

The second lieutenant pushed and said expressionlessly: "I don't smoke!" ”

Li Tao didn't care either, and said with a smile: "Sir, martial law in the entire Kabul is over, is something happening?" ”

The second lieutenant glanced at Li Tao coldly and said, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!" ”

Li Tao put the cigarette in his pocket and took out a thick stack of dollars and stuffed it into the hands of a second lieutenant. This time the ensign did not refuse, looked left and right, quickly put the money in his pocket, and a smile appeared on his face.

"You're from Huaxia?"

Li Tao nodded: "Yes, let's come to travel." I was interested in Afghanistan when I was a child, and when I grew up, I had the opportunity to realize my dream and come here to see the local customs. ”

The second lieutenant said: "Yesterday, the Al Qaeda terrorist organization carried out more than 10 terrorist attacks in Kabul, and I heard that there have been many terrorist attacks across the country. ”

"No wonder!" Li Tao said, "Last night, there were explosions and gunshots everywhere, and it turned out to be a terrorist attack. Saying that, Li Tao's face was full of anger, "These damn terrorists, my country is also deeply affected by terror, they all deserve to go to hell......"

When the second lieutenant heard Li Tao's words, he really had a feeling of sympathy, and said very sentimentally: "My motherland has many disasters, the invasion of the former Soviet Union, then the Ta1 Liban rebellion, the Americans sent troops in, and now the terrorist organization is in turmoil, the whole of Afghanistan has been full of holes, and I don't know when the desire for peace will be realized." After speaking, he returned his passport to Li Tao, stopped checking the vehicle, raised his hand and waved, "Release!" ”

The stop pole in the middle of the road was raised, and Li Tao hurriedly smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you!" ”

The second lieutenant nodded, and did not forget to kindly remind: "You'd better not go to some remote towns, it's very dangerous." ”

Li Tao said: "Thank you for reminding us, we will pay attention." After saying that, he turned around and got into the car.

As the convoy continued to move forward, Yang Luo glanced out through the open window and nodded slightly to the second lieutenant. The second lieutenant was stunned, and before he could react, the car had already driven past.

The madman looked at the ensign in the rearview mirror and smiled: "Sure enough, money can be channeled, just now I was worried that they would check the vehicle, and if they found those weapons, it would be useless to give money." Unexpectedly, they didn't even bother to do perfunctory and let them go. ”

The road of more than 80 kilometers is not easy to walk, originally the road was relatively flat, but after the Soviet invasion, this road is bare and rocky, potholes, and twists and turns on the iron-black hillside. Four cars crawled on such a road, bumpy and shaky, like a flat boat in a huge wave.

Along the way, you can see the rusty wreckage of Soviet-style tanks, artillery, and armored vehicles abandoned on the roadside. These are all traces left by the tragic anti-Soviet guerrilla war of those years. Based in the Panjshir Valley, the Afghan guerrillas took advantage of the treacherous terrain to resist the attacks of tens of thousands of Soviet troops. During the entire war of aggression against Afghanistan, the Soviet Union lost more than 600 planes, more than 2,000 tanks and armored vehicles, and more than 50,000 people were killed and wounded, a considerable part of which was consumed in the Panjshir Valley.

When Li Tao used the money offensive to pass the Afghan government army check card again, he could see the narrow Panjshir Valley hanging like a sharp knife in the northeast from a distance. The convoy traveled less than a kilometre to the town of Gulbaha at the mouth of the valley. At this time, the sunset has covered the sky, and an eagle soars under the red glow.

The convoy slowly navigated the small, dirty streets, with dilapidated and low-slung houses on either side. A group of carefree children chased and frolicked on the side of the road, many of the little boys were bare-bottomed, and when they saw four cars suddenly appear in the town, they all stopped to watch.

More than ten minutes later, the convoy passed through the town and then stopped. Yang Luo pushed the car door and got out of the car, and in front of him was a wide river. This is the Panjshir River, which originates in the snowy peaks of the Hindu Kush and joins the Kabul River in the east of Kabul before employing into the mighty Indus River.

With several blown bridges in front of you, the Ta1 Liban's capture of Kabul and the retreat of Northern Alliance forces to the Panjshir Valley, which has been the site of years of tug-of-war between the two armies. These bridges were blown up when the Taliban retreated to prevent the Northern Alliance Army from attacking, and they have not been repaired until now. Just to facilitate traffic, a steel plate slightly wider than the body of the car was temporarily paved next to it. It's just such a temporary bridge, and I don't have the guts to drive up.

"Boss, look over there!" Li Tao walked over and pointed to the river beach more than 20 meters away on the right.

Due to the parking location, Yang Luo didn't pay attention to the situation on the river beach on the right, and looked in the direction pointed by Li Tao, frowning. There were more than a dozen piles of stones, and on each pile of stones was a bloody human head.

"Oh, that's scary!" Momiji patted his towering chest and leaned on the side of the car to probe his head to look over.

Yang Luo rolled his eyes: "Are you killing fewer people?" ”

"How can that be the same?" Momiji pouted and said, "I only shed a little bit of blood when I killed someone, but it was a severed head, it's too cruel." ”

Yang Luo really didn't bother to pay attention to her, and walked towards the stone piles, and at this moment, a group of militiamen wearing robes and holding various weapons ran out of the town.

"Who are you?" A young man who was not very old, only fifteen or sixteen years old, gasped and asked.

Yang Luo said in Pashto: "We are tourists from China. ”

"Tourists?" More than a dozen militiamen surrounded Yang Luo, them and their cars, and an old man in his sixties with white hair came to Yang Luo and looked at Yang Luo with some doubts.

"Are you really Chinese tourists?"

Yang Luo smiled slightly and shouted, "Taozi! ”

"It's coming!" Li Tao walked over with his passport and handed it to the old man.

The old man took it and looked at it, but he didn't know if he understood it, but he just glanced at it and returned it to Li Tao. Although the doubts in his eyes were undiminished, the nervous expression relaxed a lot. After all, there are more than ten checkcards on the way here, and Yang Luo and they can drive this car to get here, and there won't be much of a problem with their identity.

The old man waved his hand, and the militiamen put away their guns and retreated behind the old man, Yang Luo asked with a smile, "Old man, what's going on." ”

The old man said: "They are terrorists, and they sneaked into the town two nights ago to cross the river, and we caught and beheaded them. ”

Yang Luo's heart moved, and said: "It turned out to be a terrorist element, but you executed them privately like this, isn't it ......?"

The old man snorted coldly, feeling that Yang Luo was a little too wide, but the Afghan people were still very friendly to Huaxia, although they were dissatisfied with Yang Luo, they did not speak fiercely.

"They deserve to be executed by us for the brutality of the Afghan people. If they cut off your head, cut off your child's head, can you still make candy for them? There was no sugar hair in wartime, and people were dying. ”

How could Yang Luo not see the old man's dissatisfaction, he took out a cigarette in his pocket and handed it to the old man, the old man did not refuse, and his dissatisfaction with Yang Luo disappeared. Then Yang Luo lit it for the old man himself, lit one himself, and said with a smile.

"Yes, we came here in Kabul, and last night there were more than a dozen terrorist attacks, and many people died, and these people really deserved it."

The old man nodded and said, "After I caught them two days ago, I didn't execute them, but this morning I heard from the government army that there were more than a dozen terrorist attacks in Kabul, and I executed them at noon." I will avenge my compatriots who were brutally murdered by them, and I will retaliate with a tooth for a tooth. ”

Yang Luo said as if unintentionally: "Maybe they still have accomplices, you have to be careful of their revenge." ”

The old man smiled for the first time, and the marks on his face from the years deepened, "We did find their accomplices, and they ran away after the firefight. But if they dare to show up, I'll kill them all. ”

Yang Luo also smiled, looking at those bloody heads, he had already guessed that these people were Maihe Sumu Aishan's subordinates. It's just that they can't cross this road, and the only way is to cross the Hindu Kush Snow Mountain and directly enter the territory of China. This is really providential, it seems that God is going to accept and buy Sumu Aishan.