Dominate South Asia

"Hello, Your Majesty Nicopudin." Hamad said, "Please follow me."

Having just walked more than 20 meters, Mhammad brought Nicopudin to a stone in front of the cave. This stone was relatively flat and could just be used as a table.

The two sides sat on the ground, and a guerrilla carried a teapot and made tea for Nico Pudding and others.

"The conditions are simple," said Mhammad, "please don't be offended."

There is no tea bowl, everyone has a large flower bowl in front of them. The flower bowl in front of Nico Pudding is still complete, while the flower bowls in front of Masoud, Durrani and others still have gaps.

Nico Pudding picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp: "We are fighting for the great holy war. It's good to drink this bowl of hot tea. It really quenches our thirst."

Hamad watched Durrani sitting next to him, and opposite him were Nicopudin and Masoud. The relationship between the two was obviously not bad.

"Your Excellency Mhamad, you led a dozen people and dared to rush into the Soviet temporary headquarters and kill the Soviet division commander. The alliance is very satisfied and we are proud of you!" Nicoboudin said: "The Soviet Union The people were hit so hard that they had to withdraw from the Panjshir Valley, and you drove away thousands of Soviet soldiers."

"God willing, we will eventually drive out all invaders," Mhamad said. "We will be invincible."

"Yes!" Nico Pudding put down the flower bowl, his eyes full of determination: "Your Excellency Mhamad, in addition to celebrating you on behalf of the alliance, I am here this time to convey an order from the alliance."

Convey orders from the Alliance? Hamad's eyes suddenly narrowed, with a cold light shining inside.

Although the guerrillas here all belong to the alliance, the alliance is loose. The alliance's main function is to provide logistical supplies to each guerrilla group. At the same time, it trains soldiers in the refugee camp in Peshawar to supplement the guerrilla forces on the front line. In the future, the alliance will not interfere with the specific actions of the guerrillas. Even the leadership of the alliance will be held by the leaders of each organization in turn.

Now, the Alliance wants to deliver an order? This was an unfriendly signal, and Mhammad suddenly became wary.

"Our guerrillas in the north have all united and will fight together this time. Our target is Jalalabad!" Nicobudin said: "The Soviets just suffered a defeat, and even the division commander was killed. Now, It's time we liberated Jalalabad! We want to plant the flag of our alliance in Jalalabad! Mr. Hamad, you now have high prestige and strong ability to command battles. The alliance has decided to appoint you as the commander-in-chief of this operation. More than a thousand guerrillas will completely obey your command."

Liberate Jalalabad? Hamad immediately said firmly: "No!"

When Nicopudin was speaking just now, there was an inexplicable fanaticism on his face. But now, when he heard Mhammad said no, he immediately felt like cold water was poured on his head: "Your Excellency Mhammad, you want to disobey the alliance." Order?"

"I'm sorry." Mhamad said: "I don't think now is the opportunity to liberate Jalalabad. If we attack Jalalabad now, we will waste all our precious strength there. This is foolhardy! "

"There are only a thousand Soviets in Jalal-Abad, and we have two thousand. They are all capable guerrillas. Are we still unable to defeat Jalal-Abad?" Nicobuddin stood up: "Your Excellency Mhamad, you It is exaggerating the power of the Soviets! Can't you see that if we liberate Jalalabad, the route from Peshawar to Jalalabad will be opened, our power will expand rapidly, and we will become Afghanistan. The liberator!”

"I will not be so reckless." Mhamad said, and stood up: "I ask you to tell the alliance that this action is irrational and will greatly reduce the strength of our guerrillas!"

"Your Majesty Mhammad! You are a coward!" Nicopudin shouted as Mhammad turned around and left.

coward? There was a sneer on Hamad's lips. He realized that he was very good at fighting, but when it came to playing tricks, he could never compare to those superior guys. I don't have the talent for messing around, and I don't want to start a verbal argument.

"Pa!" There was a crisp sound from behind, and the most complete large flower bowl was thrown to the ground by Nico Pudding. Nico Pudding was also very angry at Mhamad's lack of cooperation.

The arrival of Nicopudin completely disrupted Mhamad's plan and made him realize the insignificance of his own strength. There were more than two thousand guerrillas in the entire northern mountainous area, and his own was just one of them. .

Where is Masoud? What's his attitude? Seeing how intimate he was with Nicopudin, Mhamad could guess that the two had already discussed it, and they obviously didn't realize that they would object so firmly.

Sitting on a hillside, facing the setting sun in the west, Mhamad was in a bad mood.

"Your Excellency, instructor." A voice came from behind.

Mhamad turned his head and saw Durrani, Khwaja, Osama and others coming to his side.

These people are all Mhamad's confidants. Since Mhamad came here, they have worked with Mhamad, through life and death.

"Sit down," Hamad said.

"Your Excellency, Instructor, why are you so opposed to the joint battle to capture Jalalabad organized by the alliance?" After waiting for a while, Durrani brought it up first.

"In the ancient East, in the last century, there was a war that lasted for decades." Mhamad said: "At that time, the insurrectionists representing the interests of the broad peasant class fought against the army of the state monopoly class that symbolized the old forces. , they carried out guerrilla warfare, opened up revolutionary base areas, and grew stronger as they fought. "

Hammad said quietly that the war of the last century established his motherland in his previous life. All the people in the country will remember this history.

“The armies of the monopoly class carried out encirclement and suppression campaigns, but were repulsed by them several times.” Mhamad continued: “During the fifth encirclement and suppression campaign, someone was sent from above who thought he knew military affairs well and had to change. The original guerrilla tactics were to fight hard against the superior army. As a result, after more than a year of fighting, the team was almost wiped out, and the enemy's encirclement and suppression campaign was not crushed. In the end, they were forced to walk more than 10,000 kilometers. The Long March.”

Li De, who was sent by the Communist International, acted recklessly and hard without considering the actual situation of the country at that time, and finally caused the Red Army to suffer huge losses.

And now, the situation is so similar! This nicotine pudding is simply a replica of Li De!

Hamad spoke quietly. After finishing speaking, he looked at the people around him, seeming to understand.

These people were very brave in fighting, but it was too difficult for them to think about the problem, especially the overall situation. Mhamad continued to explain: "Now, the Soviets have air superiority and heavy weapons. The advantage, the fundamental reason for the existence of our guerrillas, is in these mountainous areas. Their heavy weapons are difficult to use, and their air superiority is also offset. As long as we run fast enough on two legs, we can attack the Soviet army and effectively protect us. "

Thinking of the previous deft ambush battles, which were all like this, they immediately reacted.

Osama reacted the fastest: "If they attack Jalalabad, then on the outskirts of the city, the Soviets can use fortifications to hold back the attacking guerrillas, and then supplement it with Hind's bombing, which will cause heavy losses to the guerrillas." , Moreover, it is still dozens of kilometers away from the mountainous area, and the guerrillas who attack may not be able to return alive! "

Hammad looked quietly into the distance. Jalalabad was less than a hundred kilometers away from Kabul. When the guerrillas began to besiege, the Soviet mechanized troops in Kabul could quickly arrive and set up another encirclement on the outside. In one battle, all the guerrillas in the north were destroyed.

What do those in the alliance think? Are they interested in killing their own team? Still want to make yourself the commander-in-chief? Wouldn't this make oneself notorious for eternity?

At that time, if the action fails, all the responsibilities will be pushed onto yourself.

"We must stop the alliance from doing this!" Osama said: "They can't do this!"

Prevent? Hamad looked at the setting sun in the west and said, "How can we stop it? Are we going to have internal strife?"

There is no way, Mhamad is far from the level of interfering within the alliance, and what he says is not as effective as that Nicopudin man.

"Let's go," said Mhamad, "Let the soldiers prepare. We will rest for a day and then return to our own camp."

He came here to help Masoud resist the Soviet encirclement and suppression of the Panjshir area. Now that the battle is over, there is no need for Mhamad to stay here. Moreover, if he stays here, he must guard against Masoud and prevent the other party from moving. What kind of crooked thoughts, such as putting himself under house arrest and integrating his guerrillas.

Osama gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Go back and rest." Mhamad said again, and then everyone around him stood up and followed Mhamad back.

Too many people came, and the few caves were simply not enough to occupy. Most of the guerrillas had no choice but to sleep outside. They were used to this kind of life.

Hamad returned to the cave, and before he could rest, he heard a familiar voice.

"Fahim, you need to rest more." Hamad said without looking back.

"Your Excellency Mhammad, how did you know it was me?" Fahim asked very strangely. Mhammad knew it was him coming without looking back.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Hammad turned back and looked at Fahim.

Although Mhamad and Fahim had formed a deep friendship in the previous battles, with Masoud's return and the disagreements about combat missions, Mhamad knew that Fahim would have nothing to do with him. Falling again in suspense to Masud, who was Masud's man.