Dominate South Asia

The guerrillas were full of fighting spirit. Under the leadership of Muhammad, they won battles one after another. Just now, they shot down the arrogant helicopter. It was the most exciting moment. They admired Muhammad very much. Even Hewaja was completely convinced by this man. He was indeed an instructor from the regular army. His ability was much higher than his own. He was best at sniping, not commanding this guerrilla.

Now, after hearing Muhammad's order, all the guerrillas ran towards the trucks. Even those carrying heavy machine guns were running fast.

Muhammad knew that the danger was not over yet. If there were more Soviet helicopters coming, he could not guarantee that he could shoot them down again. If the helicopters covered the area with rockets, none of them could escape.

Moreover, the Soviet ground forces must be coming quickly.

"Buzz, buzz." After Muhammad jumped on the truck, he immediately started the car. As the motor turned, the engine of Kamaz was started by Muhammad.

"Are we going to back out directly?" Hewaja, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked Muhammad.

There was no road ahead, and he couldn't turn around. There was no other way except to back out directly.

Now, Hewaja admired Muhammad very much. Not to mention fighting, just taking driving as an example, they were all good hands. Many old drivers who had been driving all the time were probably not as skilled as Muhammad. It might be very difficult for others to back up more than 100 meters, but for Muhammad, it was a piece of cake.

"No." Muhammad said, stepped on the clutch, pulled the gear lever back, and shifted into reverse gear. Amid the roar of the engine, the huge truck backed up.

Hearing Muhammad's words, Hewaja was a little strange. Didn't he not back up? Why did he back up again now?

Muhammad had no time to deal with Hewaja. At this time, no one was directing him to reverse the car. He had to reverse the car as quickly as possible. He was highly focused, looking at the huge mirrors on both sides. At the same time, his hands were constantly fiddling with the steering wheel. Just as fast as when he just came, Kamas skillfully retreated more than 30 meters.

"Puff!" Muhammad stepped on the brake, then pushed the gear lever forward, engaged the gear, and turned the steering wheel to the right.

There is no way out after the mountains and rivers, but there is another village after the dark willows and flowers. Muhammad remembered this sentence from the great Eastern country in his heart. Just now, he was in a panic and went forward, but it was a dead end, and the right side was actually a way out.

Hewaja also saw clearly that Muhammad was right just now, but he had to reverse the car first. After all, there was no road ahead. After reversing, he drove to the right, so that he might get rid of the pursuers.

However, if we go to the right, we will reach another mountain road. In this way, it may take more time to go back.

Now, it is almost dark. As long as we can wait until dark, we will be much safer.

"Instructor, what should we do if there are trees blocking our way?" Hewaja asked.

Although it seems that we can pass through, it is lucky to drive such a large truck in the woods for just a hundred meters. Now, Hewaja really has no confidence that he can pass through completely.

"If there is a blockage, we will bypass it. If it doesn't work, we will crash or bomb it to open a way." Muhammad said.

Muhammad is determined to take this road.

Because the helicopter just discovered their whereabouts and reported their whereabouts to the superiors. In this way, it is very likely that Soviet soldiers are already ambushed on the road ahead.

Only by taking another road can we be absolutely safe. In the shortest possible time, we can run back to the mountains and join the small team of more than a dozen people who went back earlier.

Although the truck could not reach the guerrilla base in the end, we could hide it first, and then move the weapons into the mountains calmly.

With this truck of weapons and ammunition, we don't have to worry about supply for at least a few months.

Muhammad's ideas were almost all thought of suddenly in the intervals between battles, or in other words, these ideas just popped up without thinking.

Muhammad was born to fight. Now, his five senses seemed to be more sensitive, as if he could smell the opportunity.

"Quick, fold the mirror." Muhammad shouted, stretched out his arm from the glass, and nimbly bent the frame of the mirror back.

Military vehicles are simple and practical, so the glass of military vehicles is not rollable, but push-pull type. Muhammad stretched out his hand from the glass window very skillfully. However, Hewaja was slow.

"Crash." The right side mirror was immediately hung by the tree trunk on one side, but the one on Muhammad's side was fortunately intact.

The path just passed was only wide enough for the front of the car to enter, and the rear compartment was a little wider.

Muhammad did not hesitate and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

"Boom, boom, boom." The Kamaz was emitting black smoke and passed between two trees. The body of the car collided with the tree trunk. The sturdy Kamaz only scraped off some paint, and behind it, countless barks, branches, and leaves fell to the ground.

With the lessons learned just now, the guerrillas in the back car all held on to the handrails in the car tightly. As the car bumped, they listened to the sound of branches breaking outside, and smiled as if they were sitting on a donkey cart to go to the market. They were all very confident that under the guidance of the instructor, they would definitely escape safely.

Durani's face was even more excited. What they were sitting on were weapons, ammunition and food. The guerrillas had made a lot of money by attacking the outpost this time!

Darkness gradually enveloped the earth, and Kamaz was also surrounded by the darkness.

The forest had long disappeared. Now, they were walking on a mountain road. However, the road was getting more and more difficult to walk. Soon, the truck would not be able to pass.

Muhammad's eyes were focused. Driving in the dark was very dangerous. Moreover, he could not turn on the headlights and had no night vision goggles to use. He could only rely on the dim starlight to drive forward vaguely, and the speed of the car also slowed down.

"Instructor, the village of Gost is ahead. We have two guerrillas from this village. It should be safer." Hewaja said.

Now, Hewaja's attitude towards Muhammad has completely changed. He used to be a little unruly, but now he worships Muhammad in the same way.

"Can we mobilize the people in this village to help us move the things in the car to the mountain overnight?" Muhammad asked.

Muhammad knew that although the guerrillas were very brave, it was far from enough to carry these heavy ammunition. It was most important to transport the ammunition to the mountain in the dark. Otherwise, when it was dawn, they might be discovered by the helicopters above.

Moreover, during the Afghan war, the local natives were very welcoming to the guerrillas. After all, the Soviets were invaders.

Therefore, now the only way to get the ammunition back to the base as soon as possible is to mobilize the masses and let them help carry the ammunition.

"No problem." Hewaja said.

"Puff!" With the sound of brakes, Kamaz finally stopped in front of this village called Gost. Going further, the width of the road was not enough for Kamaz to enter the deep mountains.

"Aga, Khadim, you two, follow me into the village." Khwaja jumped out of the car and said to the people behind.

These two people are the people of the village that Khwaja mentioned.

After a bumpy ride, the guerrillas jumped out of the car one after another, but in the car, they could only see the dust rising from the back, and they had no idea where they were.

Aga and Khadim heard Khwaja calling him, jumped out, and immediately ran to Khwaja.

"Come on, follow me into the village to see the elders." Khwaja said.

See the elders? Hearing Khwaja say this, the two were stunned at first. What elders? After a closer look, the surrounding environment was so familiar, and they were overjoyed. It turned out that they were home!

"Rest here, Durrani, open two boxes of canned food, one for each person, to fill your stomach first." Muhammad said.

After his truck entered the outpost, he also moved all the things in the outpost up. Fortunately, when he came, the truck was not fully loaded for convenience, so he loaded more things now.

In addition to ammunition, there is also food. For example, Muhammad only looked at the words on the outer packaging and knew that it was canned fish.

Although it was not the canned beef that Muhammad expected, fish is also a good food to fill your stomach, and it is also resistant to hunger.

"Yes." Hearing Muhammad's words, Durrani jumped on the truck happily and moved the box out.

At this time, Muhammad was not in the mood to eat. He was thinking about what Khwaja had just said, to go to this village and see the elders first.

One of the important reasons for the frequent wars in Afghanistan in later generations and the inability to control the situation is that there are many tribes in Afghanistan.

It's not just the differences between ethnic groups. Afghanistan has Pashtuns, Tajiks, Uzbeks, Kazakhs, Nuristanis and Balochs, and there are conflicts between these ethnic groups. Moreover, although the Pashtuns occupy the majority of the population, this ethnic group is composed of two major factions that are hostile to each other.

Moreover, each ethnic group is divided into multiple tribes, and there are cooperation and disputes between them.

After these few days, Muhammad's understanding of Afghanistan has been further improved. He came from the future and knew that driving away the Soviets was an inevitable result. However, after driving away the Soviets, was Afghanistan peaceful?

No! The war has made the people of this country full of distrust and the idea of ​​​​struggling for power and profit. There are weapons and gunshots everywhere. In the end, this country, a country with many disasters in history, has been crying in the war...

Mhammad traveled here. After the test of the war in the past few days, he has linked his fate with this place.

Can Afghanistan become the place where war never stops in the future? The place where the Taliban regime, which committed atrocities, was born?

No! Muhammad told himself in his heart, absolutely not!