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"Your Excellency Mhammad, your command is fantastic." Walking on the rugged mountain road, Fahim kept saying to Mhammad: "Actually, when I stayed, I was ready to sacrifice, and you, let us retreat safely, and gave the Soviets a big blow." ”

Fahim was thrilled to see Mhammad's excellent command for the first time, and although he was ready to sacrifice, he was even more happy to be able to come back alive.

"Let's go." "The danger is not over. ”

The rockets in the back can stop the Soviets for more than ten minutes, and they will still catch up, and now, it is about to dawn, and with the dawn, those terrible hinds begin to hover overhead.

Mhammad asked Durrani to keep all the rockets, but the Stinger missiles were all gone, and now he has nothing to do about the hinds.

Run! Only by running away in a short period of time is your only chance! Mhammad threw off his legs and ran wildly on the mountain road.

On the other side of the mountain pass, the Soviet soldiers of the brigade had already poured out.

The morning sun shone on the mountain, on a few fast-running figures on the hillside.

"Turn left ahead and we'll meet His Excellency Massoud." Fahim said to Mhammad as he ran.

There was a fork in the road ahead, and without hesitation, Mahmad said, "Let's run to the right." ”

Right? Listening to Mhammad's words, Fahim is a cliff over there!

The Soviets came faster than they thought, and if they joined up directly with Massoud, they would bring this large number of Soviet soldiers over. Mhammad knew that a temporary change of direction would bring more danger, but he now had no choice.

"Boom, boom." Just then, two female deer appeared overhead, flying low from the other side of the valley.

Mhammad took the lead, and a dozen men ran quickly to the right.

"Your Excellency Mhammad. This is a dead end. Fahim said to Mhammad: "Run to the end of the road and there is a cliff. ”

"We're going to a dead end." Mhammad said, his words full of coldness.

So, Fahim no longer hesitated and followed Mhammad along the mountain road.

"Target found ahead." In a Hind helicopter, the weapon operator sat in the low front compartment and said to the pilot behind him: "At three o'clock, on the hillside, is running away. ”

"Understood." The pilot presses the lever to the left, and the hind begins to steer. Fly in the direction of the running guerrillas.

"Machine gun preparation." The pilot said, turning on the weapon safe.

Under the short wings on either side of the hind, there are rocket launch nests, these weapons are operated by the weapon operator in the front cabin, only the machine gun in the nose, controlled by the pilot, the two work closely together.

On the crane in the nose, a 12.7 mm four-barreled Gatling gun began to turn. The muzzle of the black hole hole was aimed at the target in front.

"Dada. The pilot pressed the firing button on the lever, and suddenly, the four-barreled Gatling gun spun, and countless bullets poured down on the partisans over there like a storm, and the sound of electric motors. The sound of bullets and the roar of the engine mingled into a loud movement.

"Dodge!" Mhammad shouted, and when he heard the helicopter behind him getting closer and closer, he knew that the helicopter was about to attack. When the bullets came from the sky, they ran to a col and hid there, not daring to show their heads.

Gatling's proudest thing is the rate of fire, the four-barreled Gatling is equivalent to four machine guns shooting together, the bullets rain wildly, and the entire hillside suddenly seems to have been plowed over.

"Lord Mhammad, what shall we do?" Fahim asked Mhammad.

It is very dangerous to be overwhelmed by the machine guns of this helicopter, and when the helicopters find that the machine guns cannot pose a threat to them, they will use rockets on both sides, and this side of the mountain col, if they are baptized by rockets, then all the people will become pulp.

Muhammad gritted his teeth and listened to the gunshots outside, grandma's, if only there was a stinger!

The rumbling sound faded away, and Mhammad looked up and saw a large number of Soviets, already following behind, and another helicopter, hovering in the distance, with rockets under the short wings on both sides, about to be fired.

Without any further hesitation, Mhammad took off the turban from Fahim's head, spread it out, waved it with his hand, and stood out of the hidden col.

"Soviet friends, don't shoot, we surrender!" Mhammad shouted loudly.

Fahim, feeling the tall image that Mhammad had just established in his heart, collapsed with a bang and surrendered... How could Lord Mhammad surrender!

There is no choice, if you don't surrender, the hovering hind will rain rockets on both sides, and no one can escape.

"Your Excellency Mhammad, we will not surrender!" Fahim said to Mhammad from behind, his gun had been raised, aimed at Mhammad's back, and he would shoot the man at any moment.

"Idiot, if you want to continue killing the Soviets, just listen to me!" Mhammad whispered, "Kill me if you want to die." ”

After saying that, Mhammad continued to shout to the opposite side: "We surrender!" ”

If Kulnyeva had been here, he would have immediately recognized the plot of Mhammad and surrendered? How could the Mujahideen surrender? They all have strong beliefs and are not afraid of death, for them, death is just going to another world, and their souls will be sublimated in that world.

Now, Mhammad is surrendering, in fact, even he has no confidence in his own heart, will the other side accept his surrender? If the opponent's goal is to completely destroy their own, then they have no chance of survival.

The Hind helicopter was still hovering, and whenever he saw smoke coming from the pylons on either side, Mhammad had to immediately run backwards, and he ran backwards without hesitation.

The helicopter was still hovering, its rotors stirring and whirring, and the Soviet soldiers were running fast to surround them.

"Drop the gun." The Soviet soldier who came up from afar shouted.

Slowly, Muhammad unloaded the gun he was carrying, and then, with a clatter, unloaded the magazine, threw it on the ground, and then raised the gun high above his head.

When Mhammad took the gun, the Soviet soldiers who came up were visibly nervous, and when they saw Mhammad unload the magazine, they immediately smiled on their faces.

"Unload the magazines and raise the guns above your heads!" Soviet soldiers rushed up and spoke to Mhammad and the men behind him.

Fahim kicked Mhammad with his eyes, removed the magazine of his AK-74 rifle, and raised it high above his head.

The Soviets were surrounding more and more, and at least one company was coming up, and more Soviets were coming from the valley behind.

"What about the rest of the guerrillas?" A Soviet company commander walked up to Mhammad and said to him: "Where are they?" ”

"In another valley, waiting to join us, I can take you there." Mhammad said.

"Let's go!" The Soviet company commander shouted, and at the same time, two Soviet soldiers came up from behind, trying to escort Mhamad.

"Do it!" Mhammad shouted.

As he spoke, Mhammad slammed the AKM rifle in his hand over, used all his strength, and smashed the butt of the rifle into a Soviet soldier next to him.

The wooden butt of the rifle smashed firmly into the soldier's chest, and immediately a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth, and he screamed and fell backwards.

Then, Mhammad swept the butt of his rifle to the head of another Soviet soldier next to him, and although he was wearing a helmet, he was directly knocked out by the butt of Mhammad, and blood flowed out of the helmet.

"Da-da-da-da." At this moment, the Soviet soldier who was guarding closely next to him suddenly pulled the trigger, and several bullets hit Mhammad in the back.

With the help of this impact, Mhammad took two steps forward, caught up with the Soviet company commander, crossed the gun over the opponent's neck, and strangled him.

At the moment when Mhammad shouted to make a move, the guerrillas who had fought with Mhammad many times immediately reacted and pounced fiercely on the Soviets closest to him.

Most of the Soviets didn't shoot, and at such a close distance, stray bullets could easily injure their people by mistake, and a few nervous Soviet soldiers had already pulled the trigger involuntarily with their fingers, and the bullets flew towards the partisans.

"Da-da, da-da-da." At the sound of bullets, the guerrillas' bodies were knocked back, but as soon as the shots rang out, the guerrillas pounced on them as if they were not afraid of death.

How is this possible! The Soviet soldiers who had already fired the guns were suddenly shocked that bullets could not kill these partisans! Suddenly, they remembered some kind of legend, it was said that these guerrillas had some kind of ancient witchcraft, and after performing it, they were invulnerable!

Only one guerrilla was shot, and his arm wielded weakly, and eventually he fell.

Fahim watched the killing of another partisan he had brought, and at this moment, his eyes were full of rage, and his eyes were full of hateful Soviets!

Kill these Soviets! Fahim brandished the body of his AK-74 rifle and threw it at the nearest Soviet.

The Soviets turned his own AK-74 rifle sideways, blocking the butt of Fahim's rifle with the barrel of the gun, and the sound of a violent collision made the tiger's mouth tingle.

"Boom!" Fahim swung it again, this smash, so that the other party could not hold the gun at all, his left hand was released, and the handguard of the gun body was released, and the opponent's eyes were all the butts of the gun waved by Fahim. (To be continued......)