Except for the interpreters, there were no more pale blue robes on the vehicles, only armed men in uniform with standard infantry weapons. They opened the sunroof of the car and gradually drove Li Fenglong and Meng Chuan'er into a dusty military area.

Before reaching the power grid of the military zone, Taliban on the right of Meng Chuan'er took a pistol and pointed it into the sky, "Bang!

The power grid gradually opened, and ten Taliban military district guards with AKs stood in two lines with guns next to the power grid, making way for Meng Chuan'er and his two cars to make a middle way.

In the distance inside the power grid, two tanks slowly drove up, and two infantry came down, and then motioned for Meng Chuan'er and Li Fenglong to get on one, and handed them two walkie-talkies. It's really thoughtful enough.

Meng Chuan'er is the first time to see a living Tan Ke, this kind of behemoth is one thing to see on TV, and the shock of seeing it in person cannot be described in words, it is too big. Meng Chuan'er counted, and this Tanke had 7 wheels on the left and right, tied together by tracks.

There is a launcher on it, and the cockpit needs to be turned over the lid to get in. Meng Chuan'er was almost half-pushed, half-pulled and half-hugged before she tossed in. When this behemoth began to move, the well-informed Meng Chuan'er couldn't help but let out an exclamatory voice: "Wow!!! oh!!!"

Li Fenglong was also very excited on the walkie-talkie: "Damn! It's awesome!" The kid was so excited that he couldn't use other adjectives.

This thing can really give you a great sense of security, Meng Chuan'er thought, if he is a driver, the most direct feeling in his heart is: kill, !! rush!! Lao Tzu has a frank ke, and the king of Hades is not afraid when Lao Tzu comes!

The driver next to him handed Meng Chuan'er a telescope, and after Meng Chuan'er took it, he saw through the telescope that the fire was everywhere in front of him, bursting the surrounding hills and clods of soil to the sky, and a piece of yellow sand was chaotic.

This was followed by the shaking of the earth, which could be felt inside the tank, and the deafening sound of "boom, boom, boom". "What is this doing?"

The interpreter's voice sounded over the intercom: "The boss welcomes you with a small military exercise. "No, no, no, this is not a welcome, this is a demonstration to the whole world.

"Are you recording Hong Leong?"

"Don't worry, I'm here. ”

There are layers of power grids ahead, but this time the grid has no intention of pulling away. Meng Chuan'er was wondering, when she heard a crackling sound resounding around.

Li Fenglong's Tan Ke was behind her, and she could only hear an exclamation on the walkie-talkie: "! Meng Chuan'er, your Tan Ke track is full of dazzling sparks." "It turned out that this crackling sound was the sound of Tan Ke forcibly crossing the power grid.

Meng Chuan'er shouted: "I guess yours too!

"I heard it!!It's so shocking!!" Later, Meng Chuan'er consulted military experts and learned that when Tan Ke passed through the power grid, the people inside could be safe and sound, because when the strong current reached the car body, due to the large cross-sectional area of the car body, the resistance was much smaller than that of people, so most of the current was transmitted to the ground through the car body, so the people inside would not be electrocuted.

The interpreter's voice remembered again: "Next you will pass by the 'Stinger'." Mobility against anti-aircraft missiles, light artillery and other anti-aircraft guns. The huge roar of fighter jets began to sound in the air, and those fighter planes showed themselves one by one, hovering in the air area that Meng Chuan'er and Li Fenglong could see.

Taliban has 45 thousand armed men, 650 tanks and other armored vehicles, 250 aircraft (including fighters), as well as effective artillery.

The armed men were armed with standard infantry weapons, such as AK47 submachine guns, heavy machine guns, rocket launchers, recoilless guns and grenade launchers. In addition, they have some air defense capabilities.

The most effective special weapons of the Taliban are several hundred artillery pieces, heavy mortars and vehicle-mounted MLRS. In the vital field of air defense, the Taliban has Stinger mobile surface-to-air missiles, light artillery and other anti-aircraft guns.

Among the 250 aircraft of the Taliban Air Force are 10 Su-22 fighters and 5 Mige fighters. In addition, they have six Mi-8/17 "River-M" transport helicopters and five Mi-3 5 "Female-L" combat helicopters. The rest of the air power is made up of transport aircraft and training bodies.

And today, in order to meet the interview of Meng Chuan'er and Li Fenglong, basically all types of military equipment were used. Whether it is because of the time and the people, this kind of attention is about to go down in history, and it may be unprecedented or really unprecedented.

Meng Chuan'er has very mixed emotions about Lao A at this moment: she is very grateful for this attention, because this will be the highlight moment that she will never forget in her life, and as a war correspondent, she has completed the most special glory. To a certain extent, war correspondents from other countries will sincerely admire Meng Chuan'er's motherland.

At the same time, Meng Chuan'er stood outside the identity of a reporter, and she really couldn't have the slightest good impression of drug production and trafficking, sacrificing civilians, and creating terrorist attacks just to create resistance.

She once said that she has the ability to fall in love with her interviewees. But Lao A is the only interview subject, he has no information to check, and his feelings about him are imposed on his heart through what he has done. Without the ability to resist subjectively, how you feel about him is like a bomber that won't give you time to react.

By the time they came out of Tanke, there were already hundreds of Taliban fighters at gunpoint. Meng Kuan'er climbed out of the lid of Tanke, and Li Fenglong had already set up the camera and was in a fighting state. An elderly man in his 50s wearing a white turban and a white robe — note that he is the only unarmed man among hundreds of gun-wielding talibans.

The elder hugged Meng Chuan'er, who was climbing down, and gave her another hug: "Allah's peace is in you, my child. Because I have listened to this sentence for too long, even if it is Persian and Pashto, Meng Chuan'er can fully understand it.

Meng Chuan'er instantly guessed the identity of this elder - the old A who had neither a head nor a tail for the dragon. "Allah's peace is upon you, old A. Hong Leong asked us to put a mosaic on this video, and all the sounds were specially processed. ”

Li Fenglong said secretly: This hug is not over yet, she can already react to so many things, she is three years behind her, and I don't know if I can level the distance with her through hard work in three years.

Hong Leong made an OK gesture. (The following dialogue is converted by a translator.) ）

Lao A's face is a little bigger, and his dark red complexion is very shiny, and he looks very healthy. The eyebrows are very thick and fly high, but the left eyebrow is a little lower than the right one. The eyes are kind and steady, with a hooked nose, a thick lower lip and a thin upper lip. Start with your sideburns and grow a beard that reaches to your chest.

There is an indescribable calmness in the aura around Old A, and it is also self-contained under the arch guard of hundreds of guns around. It was as if all the artillery fire and gunsmoke around him had become a silent film, and it would not have any effect on him. At this moment, he was looking at Meng Chuan'er with a smile.

20 minutes, Meng Chuan'er knew that she only had 20 minutes. Lao A is different from Chen Dazhi of Zhongtuo Bank who was interviewed in the original interview, saying that an hour can be delayed into an hour and a half. But what Meng Chuan'er didn't expect was that this interview was opened by Lao A first.

"My dear child, what do you think of our strength?"

"Very powerful, shocking. ”

"Do you approve of our Taliban? I mean, what do you think of the behavior of individual countries that interfere with us, hurt us, and force us to comply?"

Who the hell is this interviewing whom? Meng Chuan'er had never encountered such a situation, but it aroused her desire to win. She had to let Lao A know who was the interviewer today.

"Journalists should be balanced and independent, and I can't talk about recognition and disapproval of both the Taliban and the individual countries you call unique. What we need to do is to objectively present the facts of both sides, especially the two sides in conflict. We have great respect for you and your opposite. ”

An armed man next to him raised his gun, and pointed the muzzle at Meng Chuan'er: "Respect for the United States is our enemy, you go to die!" The atmosphere suddenly became tense, Li Fenglong's hand shook and almost dropped the camera, he forced himself to calm down, because he knew that Meng Chuan'er at this moment did not need protection, what he needed was a photographer who would not leave his post without permission.

Old A still smiled slightly, noncommittal. Meng Chuan'er looked into his eyes, calm as water: "I hope you understand that we are not reporters from Taliban or from Mi Country. We're just journalists, that's all. ”

Old A waved his hand, and the muzzle next to him was lowered. He still looked at Meng Chuan'er with a smile, as if the hundreds of water guns around him were often played by children.

"My dear child, you are truly brave. We appreciate brave people. ”

"Thank you, old A, I am very grateful for the attention you have given me and the unique opportunity you have given me. In this moment, I love you. So can we get started?"

Old A nodded. Meng Chuan'er continued: "What do you think this confrontation has gained for so many years?"

"In exchange for our determination to stay on top of our homeland. ”

"There will be some ...... from the outside world Well, questioning. Meng Kuan'er quickly worded in her head: "Some people will define you as terrorists because you have carried out many terrorist attacks and your model of using drugs to make money has been criticized, what do you think about this?"

Li Fenglong's palms were full of sweat, and his slightly trembling hands continued to carry the camera.

"We love peace. Old A said this as if he was saying, the sky was shining with the morning glow and the moon.

"You love peace?" Meng Chuan'er's tone was unquestioning, and he repeated it very gently.

"Yes, we love peace, we want to make our point of view to the world, we love peace, so ultimately moving towards peace is our goal. ”

"Including terrorist attacks and drugs?"

"In the process of moving towards peace, everyone has to pay a little price. It's fate, we just haven't given up fighting. ”

This peace-loving veteran A, whose organization had just completed a bombing of a girls' school a month earlier, killed a large number of innocent civilians. However, Meng Chuan'er would rather believe Lao A's words at this time, because the love of peace should be the wish of people all over the world, and as long as this wish is still there, there is hope to calm down all the artillery fire and gunsmoke.

She hopes that one day, the children here can become teachers instead of distributing drugs, how much she hopes that in the future, the military equipment of each country will only be used to show strength and military exercises, and how much she hopes that the tragedy of those poor and uncertain riverside bones, like the people in the dream of the spring boudoir, will never happen again.

So, she chose to believe. Meng Chuan'er gave Lao A a hug: "Dear Lao A, I hope you can see your love become a reality with your own eyes when you are alive, it will be a thing to die without regrets." ”

Lao A pressed his palm on Meng Chuan'er's forehead, and then kissed the back of his hand. Then he asked a particularly outrageous question that made everyone's big teeth fall off.

The outrageously cold robot-like translator finally had a normal human surprised reaction: "It's only 20 minutes, but I still want to take the liberty of asking, can you stay and be my fifth wife?"

????What is this jump??? is there any direct lead between Ai Heping and his fifth wife?

Meng Chuan'er was embarrassed to be able to pick out a villa with her toes, and she forced a smile: "I don't like bearded men." ”

Old A kept his usual smile: "You said just now that you love me." ”

Li Fenglong floated out from behind the camera: "She fell in love with you during the interview, and now that the interview is over, she doesn't love you anymore." And there is another very important reason. ”

"What is the reason?"

"She's got a boyfriend, that's me!"