"How did you get out?" Seryosha looked at Eva, who was bandaging him, and said suspiciously. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I ran into a store while they weren't looking, and ran away while there were too many people!" Eva looked into Seryosha's eyes and said with a smile.

"You're really fateful, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do! I won't dare to take you out again, it's too dangerous! Seryosha said with a sigh of relief.

"Let's take the anti-inflammatory medicine first! Provincial infection. Karim walked over with a glass of water and said to Seryosha.

Eva worked hard for a long time and finally dealt with Seryosha's injured hand, and while she was packing up the potion, scissors and gauze, she asked, "Do you want to stay?" ”

"No... Not good! Seryosha said with some embarrassment.

"What do you think? The bed is mine and Karim's, the couch is yours! Eva stood with her arms around Karim, and the two of them said with a smile.

"Oh!" Seryosha really wanted to be crooked.

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After a long procession through a long cave, they finally saw the boundary monument of Kabul province. Andrei, who was sitting in the car at the front of the convoy, let out a sigh of relief, it was simply not easy. There are less than 50 kilometers to enter the city of Kabul, and it is safe to enter the city.

Andrei was frightened along the way, not for nothing, this time he was transporting supplies for the front-line team, mainly food and clothing, as well as some weapons and ammunition. From the Soviet border city of Teizmail, the road passes through the mountains of northern Afghanistan, where most of the territory is the territory of the guerrillas, and the only way for Soviet transport teams to pass through, and it would be good to reach their destination safely five out of ten transports. Afghanistan is a country without railways, all transportation is by plane and road, but the cost of air transportation is much higher than road transportation, and the cost of a bullet to be flown from the Soviet mainland to Kabul is staggering, even if the Soviet Union has more money, it cannot afford it.

But Andrei was too early in his joy, and on the hills on both sides of the road, Hafizollah Qasim Wardak and Gamal Abdul Jalal were watching the long convoy through telescopes. Ever since Hafizzola was saved by Jalal from a grenade that was about to explode, Hafezzola had trusted Jalal even more. The guerrillas live under the threat of the enemy on a daily basis, and Hafizzola must train a successor for himself so that his team will not be left without a leader in the event of an unforeseen situation. However, Hafizzola has no children, and his younger brother, who was originally trained as a successor, has gone before him, and the appearance of Jalal at this time has made Hafizzola see a new candidate.

"General, can we really win this war by relying only on guerrilla tactics?" Jalal asked, confused.

It was not at all surprising that Jarral could ask such a question, Jarral was always suspicious of guerrilla warfare, even though there were already many successful examples in this world. Jalal grew up in the United States and attended an American military school, and guerrilla warfare was the preserve of the weak. As the world's most powerful country, Americans will not think from the perspective of the weak.

Hafizzola looked at Jalal and said kindly: "Jalal, in our country, there is no way for the Afghans to win through a frontal war. In the face of the behemoth of the Soviet Union, we can only bleed it little by little until it can no longer bear it. ”

Hafizzola picked up the binoculars again to observe the enemy, and as soon as the last car left the cave, Hafizzola gave the order to attack.

"Boom!" A violent explosion blew up the car at the front of the convoy, followed by an explosion in the last car. The long convoy was suddenly blocked in place. The partisans, who had long been in ambush in the valley, began to attack.

Hafizola concentrated all the RPG attacks on the armored personnel carriers of the convoy, and for a time there was a burst of gunfire. Although it is not far from Kabul, it still takes time for Soviet troops to arrive to help. So Hafizzola had to settle the battle here once and for all before the Soviets arrived for reinforcements. This is not the first time that his guerrillas have fought this kind of battle, and they have developed their own offensive routines.

Without much to worry about Hafizzola, the fighting was soon over, and the supplies sent to the Soviets were now Afghans' trophies. The partisans rushed to the road to clean up the battlefield, and Hafizzola got up and left the position. Jalal followed behind Hafizzola, and his heart was filled with joy at the moment, who didn't like the taste of victory, especially when he had won almost no casualties.

"Jalal, see it! We are invincible in this kind of war, and no matter how strong the Soviets are, they cannot withstand long-term attrition, and victory must be ours. Hafizollah said to Jalal proudly.

Jalal was just about to answer, when he suddenly saw a few partisans smoking on the side of the road, and immediately walked over with some anger. Hafizzola couldn't help but shake her head when she noticed the change in Jalal.

"How can you smoke? How can I smoke as an MSL? Jalal criticized them harshly.

"But there is no such thing as smoking in the scriptures!" A young and vigorous partisan quibbled.

"Anything that harms one's own body is disrespectful to the Lord!" Jalal said righteously.

At this moment, Hafizola also came over and said to the guys who were smoking: "Why are you so idle, hurry up and move things, we have to clean up the battlefield before the Soviets come, let's go!" ”

Hafizzola drove away the partisans who were smoking, grabbed Jalal and said to him: "Forget it! Don't push people too hard, everyone lives under the rain of bullets every day, you have to let them relax! ”

"But the scriptures say...

"Let's go back and talk about it, now is not the time!" Hafizzola found an excuse to stop Jalal's tirade, and when it came to understanding the scriptures, Hafezorlah was no match for Jalal. This Jalal is good at everything, but sometimes it's too dogmatic. Although the guerrillas led by Hafizollah were mainly from Pagman's MSL, several of the leaders of the guerrillas were members of the original Afghan People's Democratic Party, and everyone grew up with Amin, who was a socialist atheist himself, so Hafizzollah's attitude towards religion was the same. However, in Afghanistan, a YSL country, atheism is a big problem that violates public order and good morals, and Hafizollah does not dare to disclose his true thoughts.

Hafizzola looked at the figure of Jalal leaving and sighed, he didn't expect the Americans to be so religious.