Holy Blood: An Inside View of the Afghan War

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14

Slouching Toward Asmar

Allah loves those who fight for His cause in ranks as firm as a mighty edifice.

Quran 61:4

AFTER AN HOUR and a half's hike with incredibly balky mules we began to hear thudding sounds in the distance. Khan Jan greeted us grinning with delight: these were enemy missiles. At this new camp, called Shoodun, there was a sharper edge in the air. Several weapons were on display, set up for cleaning, shining dangerously in the warm gray light: a machine gun, an 82mm mortar and a 75mm recoilless rifle. Yes, the war was closer—but most of the camp was still a construction site.

A new one-room house was being built on, or better into, the side of the hill; several mujahideen were setting rocks on the two-foot thick walls; half a dozen others were breaking apart the crumbling, flagstone-shaped pieces out of the hillside with a pick, sledge hammer, and heavy iron pry bar. Off to the side they were also fashioning an oven for bread-baking. The mujahideen paused in their work on a new building to make jokes about roogay (fleas) and stinging nettles, one of which I accidentally touched on an earlier trip here.

They accepted the fruit I'd brought and that put me in a good mood; normally they wouldn't take anything I offered. That and the unjustified privilege of getting the best cuts of meat were a problem for me. But now I stood on a log eating a juicy mango, holding it away from me, and laughing. Everyone had stopped to eat the rare fruit. Khan Jan insisted that I take the bigger of the two prized mangoes, which were close to rotting; he ate the smaller one.

Shoodun was located on top of a ridge among the pines and cedars, higher and cooler than Al Hejirat. There were a few dilapidated buildings of logs and stones, hardly more than huts, where they were living while they built the new house. The one I ended up sleeping in was maybe ten by ten feet; the walls were rough logs and crudely piled stones. I made up a bed from small branches of a certain finely leafed bush; the others were sleeping on all kinds of uncomfortable-looking limbs, some of them an inch thick, which they never

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Table of contents

Table of contents

  • Title Page iii
  • Contents vii
  • Preface ix
  • 1 - Peshawar 1
  • 2 - The Root of Stone 12
  • 3 - The Secret Office 18
  • 4 - The American Center 26
  • 5 - Quetta 39
  • 6 - The Failure of Magic 52
  • 7 - Into Kandahar 65
  • 8 - Across the Aghrendab 74
  • 9 - With Mullah Naqeeb 86
  • 10 - The Way Back 100
  • 11 - Between the Graves 114
  • 12 - Resistance Games 128
  • 13 - The Hills of Kunar 142
  • 14 - Slouching Toward Asmar 156
  • 15 - To the Frontline and Back 168
  • 16 - Departing the Triumphant Ruins 178
  • 17 - The Undiscovered Shores 188
  • Epilog 198
  • Notes 205
  • Bibliography 217
  • Periodicals 223
  • Index 225
  • About the Author 231
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