"Just a flock of sheep." Muhammad sneered and said, "I went this time just to let them know that in the face of absolute strength, a qiē conspiracy is in vain!" ”

Mhammad's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Although Mhammad has never been here, he has fought bravely, relying on his own birth and death to obtain today's status, but it has a lot to do with Zia-ul-ul's appreciation, if it were not for Zia-ul-ulq's continuous promotion, Mhammad would not have become the deputy chief of the army staff and the number two person in Pakistan in just a few years.

Mhammad has deep feelings for Zia-ul-ul-ul, and the assassination of Zia-ul-Haq has deprived Pakistan of a helmsman at such a critical moment, and those people only care about their own immediate interests and do not care about the interests of the country at all, they all deserve to die!

When necessary, Mhammad can also be decisive in killing, what democracy, what freedom, what Pakistan needs now is a strong ruler, and it needs to lead Pakistan to the position of a strong country!

At this time, the combat equipment of Unit A was still very rudimentary, because Mhammad had a lot of things to do, the equipment of this unit has not been in place, except for the Black Hawk helicopter that has been transferred, other heavy equipment is in the plan.

It's enough to have a helicopter!

"Our president went." At this time, looking at the soldiers standing on the tarmac, Mhammad's tone was heavy: "The tragedy of history is repeating itself, we are not losing in battles with foreign enemies, but we have consumed our precious national strength internally, and we ourselves have made ourselves unable to be strong, and now, it is time for us to correct this mistake!" ”

Mhammad was succinct in his words. At this time, there is no need to say it explicitly, these fighters all know what kind of mission they are going to perform.

"Now, in my capacity as Deputy Chief of the General Staff of the Army, I command all the armies of our Pakistan. Continue to follow the last wishes of our President Zia-ul-Haq and fight hard for the strength of our Pakistan! Now, let's go and correct the rebellion in Islamabad! ”

Mhammad was dressed in military uniform, combat uniform, helmet, and the same ammunition, with a murderous face.

"Yes!" All the soldiers replied.

"We will first take control of the presidential palace and issue our orders there! Pakistan. It can't fall back into the hands of the conspirators! Mhammad said, "Board the plane!" ”

At this time, it was getting dark, and several Black Hawk helicopters took off from Peshawar airport and flew westward, flying very low to avoid being detected by Islamabad's air defense network.

At the same time, the 11th Army was stationed at the base in Peshawar. It also began to move in the direction of Islamabad.

The sound of a rumbling engine, the air flow blowing to the ground. Raising a cloud of sand, Mhammad thought about his previous life, how many battles he had, it was like this, and now, he was like an ordinary soldier. We have to fight for the future of Pakistan, and at the same time, for the future of Mhammad himself.

Before leaving, some of Zia-ul-ulk's words were still fresh in his mind: Pakistan is a society with complex family forces. Especially the upper echelons, and those families, will never forget the power they once held.

Hmph, they stay honestly, forget it, if they dare to attack the president, they must not let them go, on conspiracy, Mhammad has made the Iron Lady yin, how can they be compared with Mhammad with some of the means of these families!

"Attention, Islamabad is about to be reached." The pilot's voice was heard inside the plane.

All the way was an ultra-low-altitude flight, and before you knew it, you had arrived in Islamabad.

"Prepare for battle." Next to Mhammad, the commander of Force A, Colonel Niaz, said, pulling open the magazine with a thud and checking it one last time.

All of them are making the same preparations.

It was already late at night in Islamabad, and it was already dark except for the street lamps that were still illuminating the city.

The helicopter roared and moved along Central Street, and soon a familiar place appeared in front of it, the Presidential Palace!

A fighter, opening the door of the cabin, pushed the machine gun out, and if resistance is found on the ground and prevents them from landing, then this machine gun, unceremoniously, will beat them into several pieces.

However, it seems that they have become accustomed to the roar of the helicopter, or the soldiers guarding it, did not expect the helicopter to land here, and when the Black Hawk helicopter hovered over the building of the presidential palace, those guards were still at their posts, and it was normal.

The rope was lowered, and Niaz was the first to slide down the rope, and then several fighters slid down one after another, running briskly to the side, protecting the landing site.

Mhammad followed, and he walked a few steps to the attic door at the top of the building, kicking it open.

The Black Hawk pulled up, and the second landed again, continuing to lay down the armed men, and by this time, Mhammad had already entered the building.

The third floor is dark, and the lights are still on in the presidential office on the second floor.

The two fighters opened the way, and according to CQB's training, they gradually approached the office on the second floor, where there were no guards to guard!

"Boom." The soldiers kicked open the office door, submachine guns in their hands, rushed in, and as soon as they saw resistance, they immediately pulled the trigger and fired bullets.

The man sitting on the chair suddenly woke up, and when he saw the armed soldiers in front of him, he suddenly woke up: "Which army are you from?" Whose orders were accepted? In my capacity as Minister of Defense, I order you to get out of here at once! ”

It was Murvev who spoke, and when he found that even his own guards began to show that kind of look, he remembered that this was how the Iron Lady was killed, so he ordered the guards to protect around the presidential palace, and his close guards, there was not a single guard, which was safer.

He didn't expect that these people in front of him would fall from the sky.

There were a lot of things to deal with, especially those within the army, which gave Murwav a headache, especially the armies of several states, which faintly began to listen to his movements, and he sent people to receive troops. It actually happened that these units did not accept the new commander.

Murwaif began to have a sense of foreboding, in particular, the news that came back from Europe that Mhammad had disappeared and where he went, no one knew. An old general who is almost fifty years old. would be afraid of a young man in his twenties.

"My command." A voice came from behind.

Mhammad walked over, dressed in a combat uniform that showed him to be taller and erecnic, with an Uzi submachine gun in his hand, ready to shoot a vengeful bullet at any moment.

Suddenly, Murwaif felt his legs tremble, and from the perspective of Pakistan's system, he, the Minister of Defense, is not even as powerful as the Deputy Chief of the Army General Staff.

"General Mhammad. You're finally back, with you here, the country has a backbone, these days, I've been worried about your safety, and now I feel relieved to see you. Murwev said, rising from the president's seat.

"Really? You're still really worried about my safety. Mhammad stepped up to his seat. Sitting there: "Speak, be honest about your crimes." I can still spare you. ”

"What crime?" Murwef asked, looking at the people brought by Mhammad all around him, and he knew that he was afraid that his fate would be miserable.

What to do? His men were all outside the presidential palace, and even though the alarm was raised, those guards were before they arrived. He's been able to die a dozen times.

"Looks like you're still not enlightened enough." Muhammad said, his hand raised.

The whispering Uzi submachine gun, barely making a sound, Murvev's thigh trembled, a bullet. Already cummed in.

"Ahh Murwaif screamed, pain that invaded his brain.

"What evidence do you have? I'm the Minister of Defense! How can you do this to me without a trial! Murwav shouted, usually looking at Mahmad, just an ordinary inferior soldier came up, Murwav has a natural sense of superiority, and now, Murwav suddenly found that the person in front of him is actually a devil.

"Trial? Sue you, I am judging now. Mhammad said, walking over slowly, looking at the frightened Murvev, and stomped on the wound in his leg, crushing it vigorously.

Murvev's screams grew louder, reaching the window and outside, and the guards realized that something was wrong and wanted to rush in.

"Deputy Chief of General Staff General Hammad ordered all troops to immediately return to their original positions, and those who move without authorization will be punished for disobeying military orders!" At this time, the fighters of Unit A had already rushed to the first floor, looking at the guards who wanted to get closer, and shouted loudly.

This Minister of Defense is simply a fool to disperse the Guards so far! There were no guards on the entire building, so at least there was no bloodshed during the occupation of the building.

The Black Hawk helicopters flew in a circle, their machine guns pointed at the side, and the guards would strike mercilessly if they moved.

General Mhammad! In the army, it is important to pay attention to military merits, and the lower level of the army, the most admired are those who have military merits, and they are immediately overjoyed when they hear that General Mhammad is back.

"Is it really General Muhammad?" One of the guards asked.

"I command you to return immediately to your residence, which is the presidential palace. You are the army of Pakistan, not the army of someone. Mhammad appeared in the window on the second floor and shouted to the soldiers outside.

At this time, a well-trained sniper can take out Mahmad, and he dares to appear here, which is an absolute confidence.

"Sure enough, it's General Mhammad!"

"Let's retreat at once!"

Seeing that these guards were withdrawn, Murwev was even more horrified.

"Tell me the inside story of your collusion with Mirza and several big families." Mhammad said he was convinced that Mirza was the careerist behind it.

"You can't kill me, except for President Zia-ul-Haq, only I have the nuclear program of our Pakistan in my hands!" At this moment, Murwaif suddenly remembered something, this was his last straw. (To be continued......)