Chapter 104: Thirty Days of Hell (11)
The movement outside was getting louder and louder, and someone walked past our car, and I heard Barlotov's voice, as if he was telling someone about his convoy. We clenched our guns one by one, and the situation was actually quite embarrassing and funny, we were neither on the side of the Yankees, nor on the side of the TLB, and now the Yankees were going south to protect our convoy, and the people we needed to find and protect joined the TLB and hid somewhere to fight the Yankees.
After a while, the car started to start, and after we started, it started and started for some distance, and then stopped, and there was a sound of talking outside, and a car seemed to drive behind us.
The convoy stopped for two or three minutes, and after a burst of truck doors closing, the convoy started again. The guide said to himself, "We're on our way." ”
Listening to what the guide said, I relaxed one by one. I looked at the guide and said, "How long are we going to go?" “
"At the current rate?" The guide glanced at me, "I'll probably be there in the evening." Of course, only if everything goes well. “
"Will we take a break halfway through?" I asked.
"There may only be a brief pause. The more chaotic the place, the faster you go. Don't delay time, especially when it's dark, if you haven't reached your destination yet, it's too dangerous to spend the night in this wilderness. The guide said.
In fact, as he said, we drove until near noon before stopping, and after stopping, Bartolov quickly came to our car, opened the tarp and looked at us. We'll be going on soon. It's not safe here. ”
We immediately got off the bus in several batches, and I looked at Bartolov and said, "Why is it not safe?" ”
"You can't see the outside in the car, so you don't know." Bartolov pointed in the direction we had come, "On the road we saw a lot of destroyed vehicles, and there were traces of fighting in many places. “
"Huh. Predictable. The guide spoke, "Otherwise, why would the Yankees send a platoon to protect the convoy?" There may be a lot of TLB armed forces running around here. ”
The guide's words made Bartolov's face even more ugly, and he looked at me and said, "If we are attacked, the Yankees will arrange for them to resist and cover us and continue to leave." So you don't need to worry. ”
Hearing Bartolov say this, I glanced at the guide. Ahmed sat in the carriage with an expression that had nothing to do with him, and did not speak.
Seeing that we didn't say anything, Bartolov continued to speak: "Then let's do it first. We're ready to go on our way. With that, he lowered the tarpaulin.
About five minutes later, the convoy started again and continued to the south. I looked at the guide and said, "We're sticking to what we did before." In the event of a powerful attack, we will break away from the convoy and run on our own. “
"Don't tell me. Anyway, I don't care what happens to you, as long as the TLB shows up, my buddy and I will run. Now I think there are two situations that we are most likely to encounter, one, we will reach our destination without any problems. Two, we were attacked, and it was that kind of violent attack. After speaking, the guide continued to close his glasses, "You can believe it or not, but when the time comes, if there is a problem, I advise you to follow me." “
We just reminded us to sit in the truck, and nothing happened from noon to afternoon, not to mention the attack, and the road felt much smoother than before.
But danger always comes out of nowhere, when you are not aware of it, and you are overwhelmed or unable to defend against it. Just as I lifted the tarp to take a look outside. We heard a sudden "boom" in front of us, followed by a violent vibration from the body, and at the same time our truck braked sharply, and we all reversed in the direction of the cab, and the car continued to move forward for some distance in a bounce caused by inertia before finally stopping.
But before it could fully stop it, the explosion was heard again, followed by a dense burst of gunfire. I immediately got up from the carriage and looked at the guide and the others, who were also getting up quickly, "Don't move yet!" I'll go down and have a look! ”
After I finished speaking, I quickly came to the side of the carriage and opened the tarpaulin to look out, it was already evening, the sun was already orange and yellow, and the gunfire was mainly in front of the convoy, judging from the gunfire, the Yankees had begun to fight back.
I quickly jumped out of the car and looked behind me, only to see a truck blown to the ground at the back of the convoy, and the Yankees following the line were driving around the reverse car and coming towards the middle of the convoy. I turned around and looked at the front of the convoy, and one of the Yankees' armored cars in front of the convoy was finished, probably the masterpiece of the bomb on the side of the roadside, because I saw a big crater in the ground on the side of the armored car that had overturned, and when I looked there, I saw a rocket flying towards a Yankee Humvee at the front of the convoy, and the rocket did not hit directly, but hit the road next to the moving Humvee, and I saw the Humvee slide to the side of the road after a shaking. I vaguely saw that there were already people on the ground of the convoy in front of me, but for a moment it was impossible to see whether it was an American or a Tajik.
I quickly turned around and looked inside the car and waved, "Hurry up, hurry up!" Let's get out of here. ”
Everyone set off one after another, quickly jumping off the truck one by one. At that moment, bullets came from the southeast of the convoy, and they targeted the Humvee at the rear of the convoy. The machine gunner in the Humvee seemed to have discovered the position of the opponent, and after the opponent opened fire, he also began to maneuver the machine gun and began to fight back.
"How many of them are there?" Salim, who jumped out of the car, asked.
I looked to the southeast, and I could faintly see a number of figures moving and shooting on the dirt bag on that side.
"It doesn't matter how many of them there are. There are definitely more people who dare to do this than we have combined! The guide said as he looked northeast, the direction of the rear of the convoy, "Follow me, hurry up." “
Just as we were about to leave, I saw Balotov running towards us quickly, and he called out to us as he ran, "Get out of here." Get ready.. Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a rocket hit the truck directly behind him, and the explosion did not engulf Bartolov directly, but the shock wave knocked him away, threw him far away and fell heavily to the ground.
We don't care about him, in fact he should be finished in this situation. More importantly, after the explosion of this rocket, the other side seemed to blow the horn of a general attack, and more dense and more gunfire rang out from the other side, including the sound of PKM machine guns.
It's been three or four months in a row. I hope I can keep it up until the end.
(End of chapter)