Chapter 123: Chief of Staff of the Military Region

86_86072 Sayyaf, a Pashtun, first founded the Islamic League of the Mujahideen in Afghanistan, which later merged with several other organizations to form the eponymous organization, which is based in Peshawar and directs the fighting of the Mujahideen in Afghanistan.

Although the alliance was founded as a loose organization, of course, Sayaf's mind was more than that, a qualified politician had to take a long-term view, and he had already been planning for the post-war situation.

As the envoy of the alliance, Nikobudin went to contact those guerrillas, which was actually a move by Sayyaf to unify the leadership power of these guerrillas.

It's a pity that Nikobudin failed, fell into the conspiracy of the Soviets, and in the end, instead achieved the instructor named Mhammad!

 β‰―βŠ₯,aβ—‡nsβ‰ˆβ—om;Sayyaf listened to the noisy words of the people below, and looked out of the tent, this is the largest refugee camp, where many mujahideen are trained as fighters and sent back to Afghanistan to fight.

And now, the reputation of Mhammad's Free Army has also spread here, and many young men want to join this free army.

The reputation of the Free Afghan Army is growing, the coalition is becoming less and less visible, the coalition is getting smaller and smaller, and many guerrillas have gone to join the Free Army.

"I think, just kill that Mhammad! He's a scourge! Another shouted.

"No, he is an instructor sent by Pakistan, if we kill him and be discovered by Pakistan, it will cause strong dissatisfaction, we are now completely dependent on Pakistan's support for us, and we must not offend the Pakistani side!" Another voice said.

He was an instructor sent by Pakistan! Hearing this voice, Sayaf slapped the table: "There is a way!" ”

"Smack!" There was a loud noise from the table, and everyone present was stunned: "What way?" ”

"I'll go to Chief of Staff Musha'af at once!" "All the instructors, last year," Sayaf said. Just withdrew from Afghanistan, only the instructor Mhammad! I'm going to ask them to transfer back the Instructor Mhammad! Our guerrillas have grown up and don't need instructors, and Instructor Mhammad has been fighting in Afghanistan for so long, it's time to go back to Pakistan and enjoy a comfortable life. ”

After saying that, Sayaf said to one of the people below, "Harris. Come with me, Instructor Mhammad, but to your guerrillas. ”

After listening to Sayyaf's words, all the people first shook their heads, and then clapped their hands again.

Not bad! Mhammad was a Pakistani and had nothing to do with Afghanistan, but was just an instructor who was sent to the Peshawar Military Region at the request of Sayyaf to the Guerrilla Army. It is an organization that is affiliated with Harris.

On the face of it, this is completely reasonable, and it is normal for the Pakistani side to call back the instructors it has sent, and it is only the instructors who were invited at that time, not the leaders.

The cold wind outside, whirring and blowing, in the autumn of '82. Arrived a little early.

Facing the cold winds, Mhamad returned to Peshawar. Remembering that the last time he came back was a year ago, Mhammad was a little excited, and after more than a year, he finally succeeded, and the guerrillas of all ethnic groups in northern Afghanistan were united. The formation of the Free Afghan Army to fight the Soviets together was a good start, and the deep friendships forged on the battlefield could dissolve years of tribal hatred.

The military district headquarters is still in the city of Peshawar. When Mhammad walked to the gate, he took out his papers.

After reading the papers, the sentry saluted Mhammad and said, "Welcome, Panjshir Lion. ”

Panjshir Lions? Mhammad suddenly froze, is he talking about himself?

Taking a step, with questions, Mhammad walked into the military district command and walked towards the familiar chief of staff's office.

"Report." Mhammad shouted, and after getting permission from inside, Mhammad pushed the door in.

"Welcome back, Panjshir Lion." Musha'f stood up from his seat and said to Mhammad.

Panjshir Lion, are you talking about yourself? Mhammad touched his nose and said, "Report, Second Lieutenant Mhammad, come to report." Fighting in the mountains of Afghanistan for a year, please instruct. ”

"Colonel Mhammad, your superiors are very satisfied with your operations in Afghanistan this year." Musha'af said: "This time you were transferred back to be rewarded. ”

Awards? Wait, Colonel? Hammad suddenly paused: "Chief of Staff, are you wrong?" I'm a second lieutenant. ”

Above the second lieutenant are lieutenants, captains, majors, lieutenant colonels, and colonels, which is a full five levels of difference!

How could he be promoted from second lieutenant to colonel? Impossible, absolutely impossible.

"Yes, it's the Colonel." Musha'f said: "In view of your bravery in the mountains of northern Afghanistan, you have been awarded the rank of colonel by your superiors, and this is the reward for calling you back, and at the same time... The appointment of you as Chief of Staff of the Peshawar Military Region, which is where I am now, will be yours soon. ”

Captain? Chief of Staff of the Peshawar Military District? Mhammad's brain didn't react for the time being, what was going on?

"This is an order for your promotion and commendation." Musha'f said, and took out a copy of the text.

Mhammad took it and flipped it open, looking at the handwriting inside, it was handwritten, and at the end of the signature, he saw the name of a dragon flying and phoenix dancing.

Zia-ul-Haq, the name, seems familiar, Mhammad thought again in his head, wait, isn't this the name of the president of Pakistan?

This is a tough soldier, in 77 years, he staged a military coup d'Γ©tat and came to power, became the president of Pakistan, although the position of this president is not right, but the implementation of the right economic policy, Pakistan's economy has improved significantly in recent years, and it has become the richest region in South Asia, and has also won the support of the people.

"This is a commendation order signed by the president himself." Musha'af said: "In recent years, you are the first, and now, the whole army is following your example, you are the glory of our Pakistani soldiers!" ”

The promotion of ordinary troops is very difficult at the first level, but it is different on the battlefield, with military merits, promotion is easy, and like Mhammad, who unified the guerrillas in northern Afghanistan and fought the Soviets together, this is even rarer, President Zia-ul-Haq was very satisfied with Mhammad, promoted him to colonel, and was also arranged in the Peshawar Military Region.

In a military district, there can only be one chief of staff, and he became the chief of staff himself, but what about Mushaaf in front of him?

"Chief of Staff, what about you?" Mhammad asked.

"I will become the commander of the military district." Musha'af said: "Thanks to you, I have also been promoted once." The original commander was also promoted once and returned to Islamabad. ”

Mhammad's mind gradually became clearer, and the doubts that had just been surging in his mind became clearer and clearer.

"The troops in the mountains of Afghanistan are waiting for my command, and if I take over the post of chief of staff here, what will happen there?" Mhammad asked.

If Mhammad is allowed to choose, although the position of chief of staff of the military region is dazzling, he still wants to fight with those fighters, and Mhammad cannot do without it.

"Colonel Mhammad, you were originally sent in the name of an instructor, and now, those from the Islamic League of Mujahideen in Afghanistan have made a request to us to transfer you back as an instructor." "Procedurally, it's completely legal," Musha'f said. ”

I see! Suddenly, Mhammad realized that it was those people who were making trouble!

"Chief of Staff, the situation there is very chaotic, and now only I can deal with those complicated tribal issues." "If I go back to Peshawar, it'll be a mess again," Mhammad said. ”

In the past, perhaps Mhammad still had a good impression of the alliance and thought that they were the heroes who saved Afghanistan, but now, Mhammad has completely recognized that the top leaders of those alliances are just conspirators, not even politicians.

They saw that they had organized a free army, and they couldn't wait to bring it back into their arms.

This is absolutely not a no-no! It's not that I'm greedy for power, but I don't want to see the war in Afghanistan never end, as in the future, and all the Afghan people will suffer.

"Eleven years ago in the war with India, one of my good brothers died on the battlefield." "He once mentioned that he had a younger brother named Mhammad Kamaran," Musha'f said. ”

Mhammad didn't know why Musha'f said this, but he knew that that man was his brother, who had inherited all his memories, the bearded brother, who had died on the battlefield of the war with India.

"At that time, I promised him to take care of his younger brother, but unfortunately, I didn't find him until two years ago, when he had already been sent as an instructor." Musha'af's words were calm, as if he were telling a story that had nothing to do with him, but he would never forget that Muhammad Kamaran fell on him and lay on top of him, and the shell exploded just a few meters away, and Muhammad was covered in blood, and if it weren't for him, he would have died.

The last promotion, this callback, was recommended by Musha'af, and after meeting with the leaders of those alliances, Musha'f made up his mind.

"You have shed a lot of blood for Afghanistan, you have become a hero, Mhammad, and you will rise through the ranks of Pakistan's army." Musha'f said: "You already have enough capital, Mhammad, I promised your brother that I will take care of you." (To be continued......).