It was the second day when I woke up. When I opened the window, it was a sunny morning... In fact, Peshawar is on the border between Ba and Afghanistan, and the climate is very similar to that in summer, it almost rains.

There are only a few drops in winter, so it is sunny every day.

It’s just that because the Kabul River is just east of Peshawar, we don’t have to worry about water shortage, so it’s not as terrible as when we entered Afghanistan.

Sometimes I wonder... The source of the Kabul River is Afghanistan, and it does not rain all year round... So where does the river water come from?

Later I learned... the water of the Kabul River comes from snow. There are many mountainous areas in Afghanistan that are very high at altitude. If the terrain is high, the temperature will be low, especially in winter, there will be a lot of snowfall. The snow melts into water and is the source of the Kabul River. In fact,

Not only the Kabul River, but many other rivers in Afghanistan are also formed in this way.

Therefore, Afghans are not afraid of wind and sand or rain, but are afraid of not snow!

"Battery Commander!" Guard Xiao Liu brought me a plate of hand-pig rice and yogurt soup... As the saying goes, follow the customs. Since the soldiers in the cooking squad learned how to make hand-pig rice, we have become keen on this. We only have three

The two ends of the sky are eating pilaf.

Later I realized that this was not just because I followed the local customs, but because I sometimes had to make pilaf here... The ingredients I bought at the vegetable market were all the things that made pilaf.

But this food is about pilafing... We are still used to eating with chopsticks, which is also the characteristic of our Chinese army. Sometimes it even arouses the interest of Pakistani soldiers and Afghan guerrillas. It's also true to ask us for a pair of chopsticks.

Eating from the school.

"Battery Commander!" When I was about to finish my meal, Xiao Liu reported to me: "Major Smith has come to see you twice!"

"Well!" I was stunned when I heard this. I asked, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"This..." Xiao Liu replied awkwardly: "I said you are still resting, and there will be no good things for him to come and look for him, so..."

Listening to Xiao Liu's words, I understand that to a certain extent... Although the United States was already our strategic friend at this time, the long-standing deep-rooted idea of ​​"the United States" made the soldiers respect Americans.

They don’t have any good feelings, especially the bases established in the United States are still our competitors... So my guards blocked him without hesitation.

I smiled bitterly, took a few sips of yogurt soup and stood up: "Let's go to the US military base to have a look!"

This is the first time I have entered a training base established by the US military... At this time, the US military base is no longer the kind of place where there were only a few broken houses. It was surrounded by a wall, with several brand new dormitories inside, and neatly arranged outside.

He rode a marching tent and then parked a few military jeeps with machine guns... he really looked like a military camp!

"Yang..." Colonel Smith came out and was about to call me "Mr. Yang" as before, but suddenly he felt something was wrong and quickly changed his words: "Comrade Yang... Hello!"

I almost laughed at the name... It was a bit ironic to say the word "comrade" from the Americans. But it's not their fault... They usually call each other by military ranks.

For example, sergeant, corporal, colonel, etc., and our army in this era did not have military ranks, so he suddenly didn't know what to call him.

"Hello! Colonel Smith!" I said, "I heard you came to me... I think... it shouldn't be because of gambling debt!"

"Well!" Colonel Smith's old face turned red, he smiled awkwardly, and said, "Comrade Yang is so humorous... Please come in, please come in!"

Colonel Smith's office is also very simple. A desk, a bookcase and a few square stools are a few different from us, the hundred-page windows on the windows and the desk lamps on the desks.

"Please sit down! Comrade Yang!"

"Call me, Captain Yang!" I felt awkward when I heard Smith, the American called me "comrade", for some reason.

"Captain Yang!" Smith handed me a cigar and said, "First of all, congratulations to you on your achievements in Afghanistan. I apologize for your inappropriate remarks before! Secondly... I want to talk to you about us

The issue of cooperation!”

"Oh!" I looked at Smith and asked, "I want to know why..."

“What’s the reason?”

"You didn't mean to cooperate with us before!" I said, "Why suddenly..."

Smith nodded, answering embarrassedly: "I really want to preserve the dignity of American soldiers... but since you ask..."

"That's right!" Smith said gritting his teeth, "You know too... We have trained and equipped a group of guerrillas in the past month and a half. They also participated in the battle during this sweep, but..."

"Oh!" I quickly understood: "Is there a problem in the battle?"

"It's true!" Smith replied: "The wind is strong and sand is strong in Afghanistan, and dust particles are everywhere in the air. In addition, the guerrillas cannot maintain these equipment for a long time, so..."

There is no need to say much about the following. The problem with American equipment is here. Although it is better than Soviet equipment in terms of accuracy and range, its ability to adapt to the environment is a big problem.

"Also..." Smith continued with some distress: "The tactics we trained do not seem to be suitable for guerrillas..."

I was not surprised by this. We have been observing the training of guerrillas at US bases during this period... We know that their training methods for guerrillas are almost copied from the training of US soldiers.

There is no need to say much about the problems... You should know that the battles fought by the Americans were all carried out with the powerful air force at the base, and the firepower support of artillery, but the current guerrillas have no air force and almost no artillery. On the contrary,

The party restricted by Soviet air force and artillery... so of course this kind of training will have problems.

"So..." I said, "Col. Smith...how do you think we should cooperate?"

"Weapons and equipment have been solved!" Colonel Smith said: "I report this issue. The above means to discuss with the Chinese government... The US government will pay for Chinese weapons to equip the guerrillas with Chinese weapons!"

"Oh!" To be honest, this answer surprised me a little, because I don't think our country's equipment will be much better in this era.

But of course I won’t say this... Just kidding, this is a good opportunity for our country to earn foreign exchange, and at this time our country is in need of money!

On the other hand... American equipment cannot adapt to the battlefield in Afghanistan, so of course it has to be equipped with Soviet equipment... Who has Soviet equipment? Apart from the Soviet Union, there is only China. Of course, the Soviet Union will not be so stupid that it sells weapons to the United States.

To equip the Afghan guerrillas, I can only look for China...

Besides, even if our country's 56 Shock has various quality problems, it is still a copy of AK47... It's better than the American guns that can't be fired here at any time!

So of course I would not have any objection to this, just nodded slightly.

"As for training..." Smith continued: "You performed very well on the battlefield this time, and you also went deep into Afghanistan to fight guerrillas with the Vietnamese on the Vietnamese battlefield... So

We think that maybe your training methods can be more adaptable to the Afghan battlefield. I discussed with my staff... Do we think we can communicate more in these aspects and share experiences!"

"No problem!" I agreed without thinking. After all, I am now training guerrillas on the battlefield in Afghanistan, and I am just trying to hold back the Soviet Union. So helping the United States is nothing more than helping ourselves. I have not refused.

reason.

"But..." I said: "Since we have fully cooperated, I hope we can share intelligence, and on the other hand... I also hope that the United States can provide us with some equipment we need!"

"No problem!" Smith certainly knew that we were the same interest body now, so he had no reason to refuse. He stood up and walked up to me and said, "I hope we can cooperate happily!"

“Happy cooperation!”

"By the way!" As I was about to walk out of the base, Smith shouted from behind: "About gambling debts... I want to know if I can pay in installments!"

I couldn't help laughing: "It's hard to imagine that Colonel Smith... will a dollar of gambling debt be required to be installed?"

"One dollar?"

"One dollar!" I nodded: "I promised it at the beginning!"

Smith breathed a sigh of relief and nodded at me gratefully.

I know why Smith had such a behavior... On the one hand, he didn't want to break his promise in front of his subordinates, and his subordinates were also present when we bet. On the other hand,... 10,000 US dollars is not even for a US colonel.

A small number...so this is probably a piece of his heart.

However, now I still insist on betting on the original one dollar... This undoubtedly gave him a good step forward.

But what Smith didn't know is... I'm not actually a good person, but an investment... Now I'm just giving Smith a small favor, and the money may be ten times, hundreds or even hundreds of times in the future

Back to my hands.

Just kidding... This is the United States, one of the two superpowers of this era. If anyone has weapons to deal with the Soviet helicopters... it is the only one, so there are many places to rely on the United States in the future!
Chapter completed!