"At the same time, I will also contact those who support us, asking them to continue to support weapons, which can be allocated to your guerrillas, and the specific quota will be determined by the instructors." Mhammad said.

Mhammad's words made them even more happy, in the past, they joined the alliance just to get support from the West, and now, the Lord Mhammad in front of him also has his own channels to come to the Westerners to ask for weapons, that is simply great! The alliance has been picking at the rope and is unwilling to give more weapons, and now that there is His Excellency Mhammad, what else does the alliance do?

Mhammad knew that the conditions he had made had touched everyone.

"Massoud, you Panjshir guerrillas, what are your options? Will I join the Free Army, or will I send an instructor? Mhammad asked Massoud beside him.

Massoud smiled bitterly in his heart, did he have a choice?

In this attack on Jalalabad, he and Mhammad had a stalemate, and they were almost about to do it, but now the facts have proved that Mhammad is correct, so many guerrilla fighters have died, he has long been enough to shoot, and it is His Excellency Mhammad who stepped in and saved himself.

Massoud knows that in terms of ability, he is indeed inferior to Mhammad, and although the Tajiks are usually arrogant, they are also aware of current affairs and know how to repay their gratitude.

Moreover, the fact that the 2nd Regiment of His Excellency Mhammad's Free Army was tasked with fighting guerrilla operations in the Panjshir area has clearly stated His Excellency Mhammad's position, and Massoud knew very well what he should do.

"Only by uniting can there be freedom in Afghanistan, and we, the Panjshir guerrillas, are willing to join the Free Army and fight the Soviets together until the Soviets are driven out!" Massoud said.

The largest partisans have joined. The rest of the people also offered to join, except for one or two small guerrilla units, willing to invite the instructors sent by Mhammad.

Mhammad was also unceremonious, and immediately assigned the three legions, and now those who remain here include Mhammad's people. There were six hundred and twenty-three people in total, and in addition to thirty-one who were unwilling to join, there were five hundred and ninety-two, and the number of each legion was less than two hundred.

Mhammad will not leave the same guerrilla group together, all of them are disorganized, for example, the Panjshir guerrillas, they are evenly divided into three regiments, and Mhammad's meaning is very simple. In this way, there were men from all over the place in each legion, who could familiarize themselves with the terrain of any part of the north and facilitate maneuvering operations when necessary.

Everyone nodded in agreement, only Massoud knew in his heart that this Mhammad was not simple at all, and if he did this, the risk of infighting would be eliminated. When it comes to the means of wielding military power, Mhammad is unequivocal.

And at the time of the assignment of the corps commanders. Sure enough, they were all from Mhammad, the leader of the first regiment, Hewaja, the commander of the second regiment, Durrani, and the commander of the third regiment, Fahim.

Durrani was still moving in the mountains with the fifty cavalry, and when they converged, Durrani would take over as the commander of the 2nd Regiment. And those fifty cavalrymen will be directly subordinate to Mhammad and become a guard battalion and artillery battalion. On the surface, Mhammad does not hold a specific position, but the entire army belongs to him completely.

Fahim is also a man of Mhammad. After the conflict with Massoud, Fahim firmly sided with Mhammad, and now, Fahim is the commander of the third regiment, in fact, a transport captain.

In the mountains east of Jalalabad, on the banks of the flooded Kabul River, Afghanistan's strongest legion was born. These naked guerrillas, who had just been dried by the cold wind, had infinite strength in their chests, they were no longer alone, they were an army! They will take out the Soviets under the leadership of His Excellency Mhammad!

As the team moved on, Mahmad looked at Osama, who was walking silently on the side, followed and said, "Osama, are you unhappy?" ”

"No, how could I not be happy." Osama said.

"When I announced the name of the head of the regiment, you had something to expect." Mhammad said.

"No, how could I want to be the head of the regiment." Osama continued.

Osama couldn't hide it from Osama, just look at Osama's eyes, and Osama continued to walk beside Osama and said, "Originally, I planned to appoint the commander of the third regiment as you, but then I thought about it, you have a more important task. ”

A more important task? Osama suddenly turned his head and looked at Mhammad: "What task?" ”

"Our cavalry." "They are the most powerful force with rocket launchers, and just last night they attacked Bagram Air Base, and it was a wonderful fight," Mhammad said. ”

"Lord Mhammad, do you want me to be the captain of that team?" Osama said.

"Yes." "That cavalry is my direct guard. ”

A smile immediately appeared on Osama's face: "Your Excellency Mhammad, I will faithfully complete my mission!" ”

Thinking about the rockets falling from the sky and blowing up on the heads of the Soviets, Osama's heart was full of excitement.

"Your Excellency Mhammad, you didn't give Massoud the position of head of the regiment, will he be dissatisfied?" Osama whispered to Mhammad.

Originally, Osama thought that the commander of the 2nd Regiment would become Massoud's, after all, he was originally the leader of the Panjshir guerrillas.

"He won't." Mhammad said lightly: "No matter where you are, you are fighting the Soviets, and you are fighting for the liberation of Afghanistan." ”

Mhammad will not be so stupid, it is easy to tame Massoud, and then give him the position of regiment commander, then soon, his self-confidence will skyrocket again, Mahmad will not take care of Massoud's affection and give him such an important position, many times, suppressing one person will convince the other party.

The Soviet siege was violent, watching the guerrillas being completely surrounded, almost eliminating the rebellion in the north in one fell swoop, up to Moscow, down to the attacking troops, all waiting for the moment to finally take out the guerrillas.

In this case, the abrupt changes and without warning, these guerrillas ran away without a trace, and at the same time, the news of the bombing of the Bagram base. Passed out.

On the land of Afghanistan, these news were spreading, and before you knew it, it turned into a guerrilla army led by His Excellency Mhammad to fight the Soviets in Jalalabad and killed many Soviets. Then, he ran to Bagram, blew up all the planes there, and killed tens of thousands of Soviets.

The news kept spreading, and Mhammad turned into a tall figure.

His Excellency Mhammad is as strong as a cow! It is possible to lift the Soviets with one hand!

His Excellency Mhamad can use a rifle to knock down the plane of the Soviets!

Mhammad has completely become a hero among the people, and even children know about Mhammad's deeds.

Another news is also coming. Lord Mhammad has created an army! Free Afghan Army! This army is dedicated to fighting the Soviets!

Many young Afghan lads have sneaked out of their homes and want to join the Free Afghan Army and fight for freedom!

The situation in the north, which seemed to be about to calm down, began to fall into chaos again.

Panjshir Valley.

"Boom, boom." The diesel engine roared. A convoy struggled through the valley.

The wreckage of the car can be seen on the side of the road, since the guerrillas resurged. Battles take place here almost every day.

The Soviets dispatched almost all the transport planes to Bagram, and the bombed planes needed to be repaired, they needed parts, they needed technicians, they just transported that. It consumed all the air transport forces of the Soviet Union, so the task of transporting supplies to 100,000 troops could only fall to the ground transport team.

The Panjshir Valley has become a headache for every officer and soldier of the transport convoy. But, again, they have to bite the bullet.

In order to transport, the Soviet Union also made a bloody investment, this transport team, only more than 50 cars, but accompanied by five Shilehe self-propelled anti-aircraft guns, at the same time, there are five modified anti-aircraft artillery trucks, almost every four cars, will be mixed with one anti-aircraft artillery.

Practice has proved that walking in the mountains, anti-aircraft artillery is the best choice, the angle of fire is large, it can easily hit the mountain, the firepower is fierce, wherever there are guerrillas, they will fire fiercely, especially the Shile River, four-barreled 23 mm anti-aircraft guns, fully automatic shooting, in a few seconds, the target position will be broken to pieces.

In order to protect the convoy, the Soviets spent a lot of money, and the cost of a Shilehe self-propelled anti-aircraft gun was equivalent to the amount of these materials transported.

At the same time, the arrival of such a convoy did have a sufficient deterrent effect, and the Panjshir Valley was halfway gone, and there was no contact with the guerrillas.

They seem to be very knowledgeable.

The commander of the transport team was relieved in his heart, every time he walked here, it was as if he was walking on the line of life and death, and those who had a way hoped to quickly transfer out of the transport team, and only those unlucky people themselves would be sent to carry out this kind of task.

Keep walking, get out of the valley quickly!

You can't stay here, those small towns in the valley are full of guerrilla eyes, stay one night, and the next day you don't know how to die.

After walking for a few more hours, the soldiers of the nervous convoy were already exhausted, they were still staring closely at the mountains on both sides, Bagram Air Force Base was still resting, and there were no hinds here to protect them for the time being, so they could only rely on themselves.

There is also a mountain, and after crossing that mountain, it is safe.

On the side of the hillside, Durranny looked at the arriving transport convoy with a telescope, looked at the protected anti-aircraft guns, and knew that this was a hard nut to crack, and the harder it was, the more interested he became!

"Attention, I'm aiming, if anyone misses the target, I'm not allowed to participate in the battle for a week!" Durrani whispered that on the side behind him, the anti-tank missile launcher, lying on the ground, was ready. (To be continued......)

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