Dominate South Asia

Just when the Caucasian dog wanted to continue biting, it suddenly rolled its eyes and its whole body went limp.

Muhammad had no choice but to stab with the bayonet. When it was stuffed into the dog's mouth, Muhammad continued to use force. The bayonet pierced through the dog's skull and inserted into the brain behind it. Suddenly, the dog died without even a cry.

Muhammad had no time to withdraw the bayonet. He inserted it too hard. He could only pull his hand out, and the dog's body rolled down from the roof.

"Go!" Muhammad said to Osama. At this time, there was no other way to go. Only by rushing through this street could they run to the tunnel. As long as they got into the tunnel, they would have successfully escaped.

Muhammad picked up the AK-74 rifle and pulled the trigger at the Soviet soldiers who were hiding. This time, he used the burst mode.

"Da da da, da da da..." Bullets shot out from the muzzle and shot at the Soviets, who ducked their heads to avoid them.

Muhammad and Osama were about to jump down from the roof. They could run to the other side in just a few steps. Although this road was dangerous, they had to try it!

Just when Muhammad was about to stand up, he suddenly lay down again.

There was a rumbling sound at the end of the street corner, and an off-road military vehicle appeared at the corner. The military vehicle was open-top, and a heavy machine gun was mounted on the back seat.

The Soviets came too fast! Their reaction was also very quick. When Muhammad saw the military vehicle, an ominous premonition surged in his mind. Could it be that he was really going to die here?

"Jump quickly!" Muhammad said.

"Da da, da da da." The heavy machine gun on the military vehicle fired at the roof. Suddenly, large holes appeared on the roof. Then, with a bang, the roof collapsed.

This is an ordinary civilian house! If there are people in the house, they will definitely be injured. These Soviets don't care about the lives of Afghans at all!

Muhammad didn't have time to think about it. The heavy machine gun continued to fire. It was not enough to collapse the roof. The shooter continued to lower the machine gun. The 12.7mm bullet hit the earthen wall of the house. One bullet made a big hole. After more than a dozen bullets flew, the whole wall was penetrated.

With a bang, the house collapsed completely, and smoke and dust filled the air.

At the moment the house collapsed, the machine gun stopped firing. The machine gunner looked at the collapsed house here. The prisoner would never escape!

At this moment, the machine gunner's eyes suddenly widened. He looked at a person who appeared in the smoke and dust and heard a crisp sound.

"Da!"

Mhammad stood up suddenly, raised his gun, aimed, and shot in one go.

The bullet flew over, and a hole instantly appeared on the machine gunner's head. The machine gunner had already put his index finger on the trigger, but did not press it down.

"Soviet, get out of Afghanistan!" Muhammad shouted, holding the AK-74 and rushed out.

Osama followed Muhammad and rushed out together.

The bravery of the two suppressed these Soviet soldiers. Facing the bullets, they did not have the courage to stick their heads out to shoot back. The opponent's shooting was too accurate. At the moment when the house collapsed, he stood up, shot, and hit the machine gunner. He was simply a sharpshooter! They were under a lot of pressure to shoot at such people at close range.

Relying on this brief opportunity, Muhammad and Osama rushed to the street. At this time, their lives were hanging by a thread.

Run, run, run across the street and run to the opposite side!

Just when he ran to the middle of the road, Muhammad suddenly bent down and said, "Lie down!"

In this short moment, next to the machine gunner's body, another Soviet soldier stood up and shot again in the direction of Muhammad and Osama.

"Da da da." The bullets of the heavy machine gun passed by the ears of the two. If it was a second later, the two would be shot in two by the machine gun.

The machine gun immediately suppressed the two people. The two lay on the ground and began to roll to the side. Even so, it was only a matter of time before they were hit.

Is it really going to die here like this? No! Absolutely not! Muhammad shouted in his heart. His career in Afghanistan has just begun. There are so many people following him. He must not die here!

"Bazooka!" At this moment, a Soviet soldier who had just stood up to shoot shouted.

On the street here, another group of people suddenly appeared. A guy carrying a rocket launcher shot at the roaring machine gun.

"Boom!" As the rocket flew over, the machine gun and the entire off-road vehicle immediately exploded and caught fire.

"Run!" Muhammad got up again and continued to run forward with Osama.

His own people are coming.

Durani carried a rocket launcher, shot down the off-road vehicle, retreated to the yard, and reloaded. When he appeared again, the rocket flew towards the position of the Soviet soldiers who were shooting with guns. Suddenly, several Soviet soldiers flew into the sky with screams.

Khwaja, Herman... They raised their guns and shot at the Soviet soldiers to cover Muhammad's retreat.

"Hurry, get into the tunnel." Seeing that Muhammad finally came, Khwaja shouted. He used his SVD to kill another Soviet soldier and then went into the tunnel.

When he finally came in, he completely blocked the entrance to the tunnel and set up booby traps outside.

This is the last time this tunnel will be used. After this battle, the Soviets will discover the tunnel here. Even now, the Soviets will take various measures, such as detonating a powerful bomb on the ground. To make the tunnel collapse, they had to be quick.

Everyone was walking as fast as flying. Yesterday, after they evacuated from here, they had been waiting. When they found that Mhamad had not come back, Khwaja made a decision to come back to meet Mhamad!

It came at just the right time. If it had come a second later, Hamad and Osama would have been beaten into pieces by machine guns.

When they ran out of the other end of the tunnel, everyone was panting from exhaustion. The tunnel was very short, and it felt uncomfortable to run bent over.

This is already a sheep pen outside the city. Although the hillside is desolate, there are more or less wild grasses that can be used for grazing sheep. When the Soviets occupied Jalal-Abad, an accident caused all the sheep here to be taken to the army. The sheepfold was empty and abandoned.

Now, when Mhamad came out of the tunnel, he saw a group of horses in the sheep pen, and he was immediately happy.

"Hurry, mount your horse!" Khwaja shouted.

In mountainous areas, guerrillas only rely on two legs, so their speed is very slow, and cars have to burn oil. Under such conditions, it is very difficult to get enough fuel. In contrast, just eating grass can Horses that can run are naturally the favorites of the guerrillas.

With these horses, it means that the guerrillas' future battles will be smoother, they can come and go freely, and they will be faster than the Soviet T-62.

Everyone got on horseback, came out of the sheepfold, and ran toward the mountains in the distance.

"Khwaja, how did we get these horses?" After entering the mountains and reaching a safe area, Mhamad asked Khwaja.

"It was Khadim who brought it about." Khwaja said: "Hadim was in Jalalabad and accidentally got in touch with an organization called the Service Battalion. The Service Battalion learned that our guerrillas were not able to move. For convenience, we sent dozens of horses to us. You went to Peshawar last time and I didn’t have time to report to you. After you came back, we came to Jalalabad, and these horses were halfway on the way. "

Service camp? Mhamad looked at Osama beside him and said: "Brother Osama, thank you for your help."

With a smile on his face, Osama said to Mhamad: "Your Excellency Mhamad, if you hadn't saved me, it would have been very difficult for me to escape from prison this time. It was so happy for us to go through life and death together. In the past, , I was just helping the guerrillas in the service camp. Now, I request to join your guerrillas and fight alongside you!"

In the past, Osama did not directly participate in the battle. This was the first time. His brushes with death several times made him more determined. When he saw the Soviets falling in front of his eyes, Osama Ma has an indescribable sense of joy. This is the life of a passionate man!

I want to join this guerrilla group and fight together!

"Osama, the service battalion plays a greater role." Mhamad said: "Your service battalion provides equipment to the guerrillas so that the guerrillas can kill more Soviet devils. It is more important than killing the enemy on the front line. "

"The service camp will continue to operate normally." Osama said: "With my cronies presiding over it, without me, it will continue to play a role. I don't want to just be an unknown hero silently in the back. I want to use the gun in my hand to fight in Afghanistan." Let's fight together with our Afghan brothers to drive away the Soviets! Muslims know no borders!"

After hearing Osama's insistence, Mhammad said: "In that case, on behalf of the guerrillas, I welcome you to join us. Let us fight side by side and fight bravely to drive away the Soviets!"

Osama's heart was surging. He felt that if he joined this guerrilla group, he would have a new life and more battles waiting for him.

"Let's go back to the base." Hamad said, pulling the horse's reins and about to get on the horse.

Just when he was about to mount his horse, Hamad's body suddenly softened and he fell off the horse.

"Instructor!" everyone shouted.

Osama was the closest. He ran over and tried to help Mhamad's body. As soon as he touched it, his hand retracted. It was so hot! Mhamad is running a high fever!