Chapter 155: Thirty Days of Hell (62)
The increasingly fierce fighting in the valley made the gang of people who surrounded us lose their rhythm a little. Especially the people near the mouth of the valley have no time to take care of us, and they are already helping their companions who are still in the valley to evacuate. And the group of Australians who flanked us outside also gradually shifted their focus to the direction of the valley. For us, they moved from the previous attack to cover and suppress. It is conceivable that in the valley, their gang must be in trouble.
The gardener and I picked up speed and retreated up the hill. Ahead, Ahmet had climbed up with the help of his companions. On the hillside, Salim, Lukovic and Saeed were all shooting down. Behind them was Qasim, who was still moving on, shouting something at us as he walked, but I couldn't hear it, and I couldn't understand it.
With the cover of the others, the gardener and I made our way up the hillside on one side of the valley, and I looked down to see some corpses lying in twos and threes along the way. Among them are ours, there are Sabah's and, of course, one or two Australians.
I lowered my gun and took a few breaths in a row, rolling and crawling all the way, and I couldn't catch my breath while fighting and running. But just then, the sound of a helicopter was heard again in the sky. At this moment, I suddenly understood the meaning of Kassim's non-stop walking, shouting as he went.
"Quick! Come on! I said as I beckoned to the people around me, "Get out of here!" Find Hide! β
As we ran up the valley toward the mountains, black spots soon appeared in the sky in the direction we had retreated. The black dot quickly fell in the clearing behind the Australians after making a circle.
It was a Black Hawk that quickly lowered seven or eight soldiers after a rapid lowering, and then they helped the Australians carry the bodies of the dead and the wounded into the cabin, and the soldiers stayed behind to join the ranks of the Australians.
The soldiers coming down from the Black Hawk were all Yankees, and it was clear that the other side was continuing to reinforce the area. It is estimated that there are quite a few of their enemies in the valley. As soon as the plane took off, another Black Hawk flew quickly to the other side of the valley, and it is estimated that there is also a battle going on on the other side of the valley.
Just as the Black Hawk flew by, a black dot quickly passed by the other side of us. This is an AH-64 Apache. No... It should be two. These two may be the ones that attacked us before.
Fortunately, these two Apache are not aimed at us. They swept quickly above our flank, then came to the other side of the valley, and then their 30mm cannons, each of which had taken on their usual attacking stance, roared angrily, and after a burst of heavy fire, quickly separated from the left and right, and flew farther away.
It wasn't us, but it still sent chills down my shoulders when the cannon was firing wildly. I keep thinking of people who had been hit by bullets from a machine cannon not long ago. When those people were hit, their bodies were easily torn apart and scattered, as if they were not real people grown from flesh and blood, but papier-mΓ’chΓ© dummies.
We speed up, but we shouldn't go any further at this moment, because there is clearly a battle ahead and the situation is unknown. But there is no third option but to go forward, so we can only bite the bullet and move on.
After about two or three hundred meters, we climbed the hill and started to go downhill. We saw a scene on the other side of the valley. On this side, the terrain was steeper than the side we came from, the road was more difficult to walk, and the entrance to the valley on this side was still quite fierce, and I looked in the direction of the mountains, where I saw some people, who seemed to be armed with the TLB, and they were rushing here, as if they were going to fight.
"Where are we going?" Lukovic, who was not far from me, asked.
I looked at Qasim in front of me, and Ahmed, who had recovered his strength, also looked at him, but the difference was that Ahmet opened his mouth and threw the question to Qasim.
It is not surprising that Qasim obviously did not know where to go for a while, this road is led by Sabah, not what we are going to take, and none of our plans, including Qasim, have this road. And now Sabah, the one who led the way, has fallen on the other side of the valley, and the road after that has become a very big problem.
However, that is also a matter of "after", and for now, it is better to escape from the encirclement and suppression of the Yankees before talking about "after". Thinking of this, I looked at Qasim and said, "Go anywhere!" You are more familiar with this place than we are, and you have much more experience in fighting here than we do, so you take us with you and get out of here first! β
Ahmet immediately translated my words to Qasim, who nodded and pointed directly down to us.
Ahmed immediately said, "He said to go down first." He saw that the terrain here was more complicated, and there should be more than one way into the mountains, as long as he reached the bottom, he should be able to quickly find a hidden place and escape from here. β
Apparently Qasim understood what I meant, and none of us had any contradictions on this point, and there was even some tacit understanding. So since he said that, of course I nodded, and the key point was that I couldn't raise any objections and questions.
So Qasim and his companions led the way, and we began to move down the valley. As I walked, I looked down, and the road was more difficult than it looked, and there were some loose gravels in many places, and it was impossible to stand firm when I stepped on it, and every time I walked, the stones would roll down quickly.
Perhaps the movement caused by our walking was too great, and about halfway through it, several figures with guns suddenly appeared behind a large rock below us.
As we raised our guns, Qasim, who was walking in front, shouted a few words at them. The men hesitated, and then Qassem said a few more words, and they looked at each other and lowered their guns and motioned for us to hurry up.
Qasim nodded at them, looked back at us, and spoke. Ahmad immediately said: "He said let's not be nervous, these are TLB forces, more precisely to pick up Sabah." β
I nodded, "What did he say to them before?" β
"Say we're with Sabah. Qasim said that we were preparing to enter the mountain with supplies with Sabah. But after breaking through the village to the northwest, they were targeted and surrounded here. Ahmed said.
When we quickly descend to the bottom of the valley, it is some distance from the mouth of the valley, and there is no view of the valley exit on this side. I looked around, and there were about a dozen TLB fighters standing here, holding AK-47s and carrying RPG-7s that looked ready to fight.
Kasim glanced around as well before speaking to one of them who appeared to be the leader of the group, and then pointed to the other side of the valley.
Ahmed said: "He said that everyone should evacuate here as soon as possible. The people over there are finished. Including Sabah himself. β
It's the end of the month, I don't know if there is enough sauerkraut fish this monthγγγγγγγ
(End of chapter)