Lilith skillfully treated Lamal's wounds, and quickly bandaged them, and gave Lamal a box of anti-inflammatory drugs, telling him how to take him, and when Lamal left, Lilith looked at Mhammad with an expression, and put her two arms on Mhammad's arms.

"My dear, I can't live without you anymore, since the last time I left, my mind has been your shadow every day." Lilith said to Mhammad, "I want to be with you, forever." ”

After saying that, Lilith's red lips kissed Mhammad's lips.

"I'm sorry." Mhammad threw his head back, avoiding Lilith's lips and said, "I didn't think about my own business before driving out the Soviets. ”

Although Mhammad is already Pakistani, he still has the memory of his previous life, the arrival of love should not be so fast, he is a conservative man, and the enthusiasm and hotness of Western girls make Mhammad a little unacceptable.

"My dear, I am waiting for you, and I am looking forward to the day when the Soviets will be driven away." Lilith rested her head on Mhammad's chest, feeling the serenity.

"How did you get here?" Mhammad asked again, not believing that Lilith had only come here because she missed herself.

"I have brought you food." "When I got back, I got in touch with the International Cross and decided to send 8,000 kilograms of food here. ”

Eight thousand kilograms of grain! This is tantamount to sending charcoal in the snow, with this grain, this guerrilla unit of its own can eat until next spring! In addition, there is surplus food to support the surrounding villages. As a result of the war, food production in the surrounding villages has been severely reduced.

"That's great!" Mhammad said, overjoyed, and then felt a moist sensation on his face, followed by a wave.

Lilith boldly kissed Mhammad, and, at such a time, Mhammad was not able to resist and successfully "attacked" Mhammad, and Lilith had a mischievous smile on her face.

"Your Excellency Mhammad, I have a request." At this moment, a voice sounded in Mhammad's ears.

Mhammad turned his head, and it was Ramal who returned.

"Lamal, you have joined our guerrillas, that is our brother, our fighter, what difficulties there are, we face them together." Mhammad said.

"Your Excellency Mhammad, our Tajik villages are also out of food, and this winter will be very sad, I think, I think, can we give some food to our village, just a little is enough." Lamal said.

Lamel went and returned, forgetting how Lilith told her how to take this medicine, was it two tablets or three tablets in one meal? As a result, when I heard Lilith's words here, I immediately couldn't control my mouth and said it.

This request is a bit excessive.

Now, every village in Afghanistan is short of food, and Pashtun villages are not having a good time. This is a Pashtun guerrilla, it is already good to be able to accept itself, to kill those Soviets to help avenge itself, and will it give out food for their own village?

However, hearing that there was food, Lamal could no longer control himself, this winter was so cold, even if there was a little bit of food, they could get through, if there was no food, I don't know how many people would starve to death.

He had to say.

"Your Excellency Instructor, our village is also very short of food, especially the homes of our guerrilla boys, many of them have run out of food, and when they come to join our guerrillas, there is one less prime-age laborer in their families." At some point, Hewaja came over and said to Mhammad.

After accepting Lamal, Khwaja felt that it was a little inappropriate, and now, this Tajik, mixed into his own Pashtun ranks, is already out of the ordinary, and now, just came here, without a single battle, he wants food?

In those villages on his side, there is also a shortage of food, where is there food for him!

Mhammad heard Hewaja's words and knew what he meant, and knew that many people were not satisfied with the fact that this foreigner had entered his guerrilla army.

"This is a difficult and protracted war." Mhammad's words were calm and full of severity: "The fall of Kabul means that our country in Afghanistan has perished, and this is not our Pashtun race, but the entire Afghan land of more than 300 ethnic groups, a war against foreign invasion." The Soviet Union was a huge empire, and even the United States did not dare to engage in a frontal armed conflict with the Soviet Union. The road to the liberation of Afghanistan is full of thorns and the future is extremely bumpy. ”

In front of the cave, more and more people gathered around, and they all pricked up their ears and listened to Mhammad's words, and they knew that Mhammad was absolutely right.

Although they fought several victorious battles, the loss was insignificant for that vast empire.

"This year is already the third year, and our partisans have just gathered strength, but there is still a long way to go before the Soviets are driven out, a long time ago, maybe another three years, maybe another thirty years, and many of us will probably shed blood and die." Mhammad's tone was long: "However, I believe that the final victory will definitely belong to us in Afghanistan, and the aggressor is doomed to defeat!" ”

Yes, we will win! Thinking of the hard fighting of the past few years, thinking of the dead brothers, some of the guerrillas, tears have welled up in their eyes.

"We want to unite all our Afghans, Pashtuns are Afghans, Tajiks, Uzbeks, Kazakhs, Nuristan and Balochs, etc., are also Afghans! As long as they take up arms and resist the Soviet Union, it is our compatriots, our comrades-in-arms, all our Afghans, clenched tightly into a fist, to be able to drive the Soviets away! "Unity is strength, long live unity, long live great Afghanistan!" ”

Long live unity! Long live Afghanistan! The guerrillas all around raised their fists and shouted after Mhammad.

With tears in his eyes, Layal remembered his previous hostility to this Pashtun partisans, and he regretted it, unity! All Afghans, come together!

The shouting continued, the sound echoing through the valley, breaking through the clouds and wafting over the entire Afghanistan.

Only by uniting can there be a new Afghanistan!

"When the grain arrives, we will distribute 2,000 kilograms of grain to our Tajik compatriots." Mhammad said.

Two thousand kilograms! Lamal's heart trembled, originally, he only hoped that there would be a few hundred kilograms of grain, turned into porridge, which could make do with the winter, and with two thousand kilograms, the clansmen would spend the winter safely!

"Your Excellency Mhammad, the Tajik youth in our village, whatever you choose, you will become the most determined warrior!" "We, the Tajiks, together with our Pashtun brothers, will shed every drop of blood in our bodies to drive out the Soviets!" ”

Mhammad patted Lamal on the shoulder: "Bring a letter back to the village, we need to send some livestock to carry the grain." ”

Heavy snow covers the mountains, roads are difficult to walk, and the transportation of grain is the most important.

Lilith glanced at Mhammad, and her eyes were even more admiring, this time she came here and informed Mhammad that she had prepared food, just to let him find a way to transport the food to the mountains, and now, before Lilith said it, Mhammad had already solved this problem.

Outside the crowd, there was an unpredictable glint in James' eyes, and when his eyes met with Lilith, he immediately turned away.

After settling Lamal, Mhammad came to the front of the weapons that had been transported, and when he saw the barrels, shelves, and wheels, he immediately assembled them quickly.

Soon, a towed MLRS appeared in front of you.

Twelve-barreled, one salvo, is enough to destroy one of the opposing outposts, and, moreover, the weight is not large, it is completely possible to drag it with a strong horse and fight guerrilla in the mountains.

In Mhammad's mind, he instantly remembered the Soviet outposts entrenched on the side of the mountain, trained the guerrillas, learned to aim and fire, and first took those Soviet outposts!

After assembling several 107 rocket launchers, Mhammad did not stop and began to operate on the captured bulletproof armor.

There was only a small hacksaw, and it was painful and long to sawn up this armor, and after five or six saw blades were broken in a row, Muhammad finally sawed off one piece.

The sharp part of the edge has to be sanded off.

Lilith crouched beside Mhammad and watched as Mhammad sawed off a shiny piece of metal.

"Honey, what is this?" Lilith asked curiously.

"Lilith, you need to do me a favor." Mahmad said that needlework is still done well by women.

"It's my pleasure to help you." Lilith said.

"You use canvas and sew me a vest, and you have to have pockets on the front and back." Mhammad said, "Just enough to put this thing on me." ”

Mhammad gestured, and Lilith quickly understood, and said, "Okay, no problem. "It's also very romantic to be able to make clothes for your lover, even if it's just a vest.

The latter sentence made her feel like she was instantly broken: "Make twenty of such vests." Also, make a bullet pouch that you can carry on your chest, which can hold four magazines. ”

Of course, Mhammad did not only care about himself, this piece of armor, which can be made into 20 bulletproof inserts, can protect the lives of 20 guerrillas.

And the bullet pouch of the Soviets, which straddles diagonally on the side, is placed next to the buttocks, runs, sways along, and slaps the buttocks, which is very uncomfortable. The bullet pouch of the Eastern countries is placed on the chest, sewn in a vertical row, if it is a hard plug, you can stuff it into six or seven, which is very convenient, if it is an AK-74 magazine, then it will be stuffed even more.

Now that Lilith is here, let's just use this free labor.

After Mhammad finished speaking, he began to saw the second piece again, and he was sweating profusely before sawing the second piece off.

"Lord Mhammad, are you making armor?" Just then, a voice sounded next to him.

Mhammad looked up and saw James staring at what he sawed off.