The sound of the gunfire seemed to be some distance away from us, coming from the northeast, and it was likely that the gang we had run away had encountered some situation and exchanged fire with others, or it could have been some other small group of armed forces that had escaped the clearance and had reached the vicinity. But either way, it means that there are likely to be Americans, or allies, in the vicinity.

I immediately got up and looked at Said, because Said had arranged for men to be on guard outside, and the sound of this gunfire was heard, and the people there should report soon.

Sure enough, after a while, the voice of Said's men came to his ears, this man did not choose to use Russian, it is estimated that he was too unproficient, after he finished speaking in Arabic, Said's looked at us and said: "The report says that there is a fierce battle in the northeast, and the target is not us, but two groups of people are exchanging fire outside the village. Neither their identities nor the number of personnel can be confirmed at this time. ”

I immediately turned around and walked towards the house where Qasim was, and before I could take two steps, Qasim himself went out the door, he looked at me and said a word, and then immediately walked out of the courtyard.

Ahmed quickly spoke, "He said we should get out of here immediately. “

I looked at Said and said, "Let your people come back, and we'll leave together." With that, we quickly followed Qasim to a house in the southeast of the village, where two small pickup trucks had started and stopped. Qasim motioned for us to get into the car, but just then, gunfire from outside the village quickly approached our side.

We didn't have time to worry about that, and when Saeed's men came back, everyone got into the car, and when Ahmed got in the car, I saw him look towards the village and mutter, "When will this be the end?" “

After we all got into the car, the two cars drove quickly and quickly drove out towards the south of the village. In order not to be noticed, the truck's lights were not turned on, so we turned off the lights and walked through the darkness, but when we drove not far out of the village, we were still spotted, and from the east of us there was movement, and I saw some figures shaking outside the village, and these people did not ask a question and started shooting at us in the dark night.

Naturally, we didn't dare to fight, and we didn't even fight back. We're not here to fight, we're running away. And the opponent is far away from us, and it is dark night, so the accuracy of shooting is not very good, and if we counterattack, it will reveal our accurate position.

The drivers seem to be familiar with this generation, and they slam on the gas pedal in the dark night by the light of the moon and rush all the way forward. The ground was potholed, and as soon as the car was fast, it felt like the wheels were not rolling on the ground at all, but bouncing all the way forward in various clanging noises due to violent bumps.

I was in the car looking around in the dark, trying to hold my center of gravity and balance as hard as I could keep myself from being thrown out of the car. In that moment, it occurred to me that the danger of this car was now much higher than that of the bullets contracted by the people who were shooting at us.

But I saw that Kassim, who was sitting across from me, was very calm, and did not look panicked or worried at all. Aside from trying to stabilize myself as hard as I did from time to time, there was nothing special about it. I guess he's done this kind of thing more than once or twice, so he's already very experienced.

We drove like this for about half an hour, and then slowly slowed down on a relatively flat road. After the car stopped bouncing, I breathed a long sigh of relief and relaxed.

I glanced at Qasim, who patted the roof of the cab and said something to his man who was driving, and then he looked at us and said a word. Ahmad immediately translated: "He said to take us to Jizab. “

"Jizab? What is it? I looked at Ahmed and asked.

"A city to the south." Ahmed said.

"Ask him who he was just coming over? And did he know that the Americans had been organizing a clean-up operation recently. I said.

Ahmed quickly translated my words, Qasim looked at me and said something, Ahmed immediately said, "He said, yes, he received the news before. If it weren't for that, he would have picked you up, but no, there were idiots who always wanted to start guerrilla warfare in the rear of the American front, saying that it would be a good support for the frontline fighting. This completely disrupted his original plan and put everyone in passivity. “

"Is there anything wrong with guerrilla warfare?" I asked, "Didn't you deal with the Soviets like this in the first place?" ”

Qasim listened to Ahmed's translation and sneered before speaking, and Ahmet followed suit: "He said that many people are just like what you say, and even more confident than you. Especially at the beginning of the war, clamoring to confront the Americans and the British, completely forgetting who they were, Kassim and some people raised some objections, which they called cowardly, cowardly, and even said that Kassim was going to surrender. But after the real battle, none of the places they were clamoring to hold were defended, and they lost a lot of personnel and equipment. Kabul, in particular, was quickly abandoned under the offensive. Now you want to fight guerrilla again? It's late... The Yankees are not the Soviets they were back then. It's all late. “

I listened to Ahmed's translation and thought about it, "What do you think?" Why is it too late for guerrilla warfare now? “

After Ahmed's translation, Qasim appeared helpless and disappointed. He didn't seem to want to talk about these things anymore, feeling that he didn't want to fight the Yankees anymore, as Ahmed said, this guy wanted to go back and get out of here for the rest of his life. But he spoke after a moment of silence.

Ahmed immediately translated: "He said that he fought with the Soviets and he knew what to do against a strong opponent. The Yankees are not Soviets, they do not make the same mistakes as the USSR. They will not be opponents of the Americans and the British, do not think of gathering a large number of people in the city or some other simple place to fight, they can only retreat into the mountains, hide, hide in an organized way, and wear down with the Americans. Only then will they have a chance, at least not in a situation where they are unable to hold anywhere and suffer heavy casualties, as they are now. But it is useless to say that these things are useless now, and he says that those who have different views among them are trying in vain to organize such guerrilla attacks to counter the Americans, but the situation just now has shown that the Yankees are no worse than them in organized field warfare. And they also have the cooperation of the people of the Northern Alliance, these guerrillas are just here to send them to death. ”

Qasim let out a long sigh before saying another. Ahmed immediately said: "He said it's useless to talk about it now. He said let's discuss what we should do together. ”

I nodded and said, "Is the place we're going to safe?" Me and my people needed a break, a safe place to rest, at least for a day. ”

After Ahmed translated, Qasim nodded and said something to Ahmed. Ahmed said to me, "He said it was safe to have a secluded place in the south-east. As long as there is food and drink to rest there, it is not a problem. He's also going to contact his people to see if there's any new information about Akmall's whereabouts. ”

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It is said that the Americans are really capable of fighting at night now, and many actions are carried out by the United States under the cover of night. After all, the intelligence is powerful, the technical equipment is powerful and sufficient, and the rhythm of fighting is completely different.

(End of chapter)