Massoud looked over at a guerrilla he knew, a guerrilla group of more than a thousand people had gathered at that time, but, after a few days, he had memorized every guerrilla, which was a necessary condition for being a leader.

Chalamak lad, Kadir.

At this time, Kadir's eyes were full of anger: "If it weren't for him, our entire guerrilla army wouldn't be the only one left!" It's all him! We fought guerrilla warfare in the mountains very smoothly, but they wanted to bring us here! ”

Kadir's guerrillas were at the forefront, and the Soviets' tanks and armored vehicles used the advantage of infrared headlights to kill almost all of their guerrillas, and he was the only one who survived.

Thinking of the heroic ambition at the time of departure, and now suffering great losses, almost all of them have taken the responsibility for the defeat on Massoud's head for granted, such a large casualty, the responsibility of the commander cannot be shirked!

Now it seems that this Massoud is like an internal response of the Soviets, who gathered the partisans here and let the Soviets slaughter them.

Massoud didn't know how to face these people, his heart was full of guilt, and the casualties did have a lot to do with him.

"Yes, kill him and avenge the dead!" Another guerrilla said that at this time, it was as if they had taken Massoud as an enemy.

"What are you going to do?" Fahim raised his gun and pointed it at the guerrillas: "Go back to your own positions, the Soviets are about to start their attack!" If you don't leave, you are disobeying orders! ”

Fahim was very big, and these guerrillas pulled the mountain with a dozen or so people, and although they also beat the Soviets, the discipline in the concept was very indifferent. Now, even more so he doesn't listen to orders.

"You're going to kill us too!" Kadir was not afraid at all, he was surrounded by the Soviets anyway, and the chances of getting out alive were too small, to die now, and to die later. It's all dead.

As he spoke, Kadir took two steps forward: "We guerrillas, I'm the only one left, I'm dead, it's not bad to be able to join them." ”

"Whoa." Fahim pulled the bolt of the gun and aimed it at the other side, and the Panjshir guerrillas behind Fahim also pulled the bolt.

Partisans opposite. They did the same thing, they supported Kadir behind their backs, and saw Kadir move forward little by little.

Before the Soviets attacked, on this street, the division of the partisans was again in sight.

Massoud knew that if he wanted to stop this confrontation, he would have to sacrifice himself. I didn't intend to live myself, it would be better to die at the hands of the Soviets. If you can calm their anger by dying at the hands of those in front of you, you will be willing.

"Okay, shoot me." Massoud said: "Fahim, you all lay down your guns. ”

With that, Massoud walked out. He closed his eyes and waited for that moment, but at this time, he relaxed, and there was a heavy pressure in his heart. When you're dead, you don't have to think about anything.

Kadir unceremoniously took a few steps forward and put his gun on Massoud's head.

"Stop." A voice came from behind: "You stupid donkeys! ”

Kadir looked up and saw a tall figure, and was stunned.

Mhamad, who was carrying several prisoners of wounded soldiers captured from the hospital, walked here and, with his big foot in Soviet military boots, unceremoniously kicked Kadir.

This kick was unceremonious, Kadir felt like the ribs in his waist were about to be kicked and broken, it hurt very much, he took two or three steps backwards, still did not stand firmly, and sat on the ground with his ass.

"Who are you?" Kadir asked angrily as he pointed his gun at Mhammad.

"Mhammad Kamaran." "The commander of the Jalalabad guerrillas," said Mhammad. ”

Hearing the other party's name, Kadir suddenly frowned, Lord Mhammad?

Guerrillas throughout northern Afghanistan. There is no one who does not know the name of Mhammad, and the heroic deeds make them full of endless admiration and yearning for Mhammad.

Although the guerrillas were of ethnic Pashtun, it is said that this person was not Pashtun, but from Pakistan, and in particular, it is said that he also saved a Tajik guerrilla force, and the two guerrillas have merged into one and fought together.

Now, Mhammad appeared in front of Kadir's eyes, and Kadir, who was angry because he had been kicked, all his anger was gone.

"Right now, the Soviets are just outside us, and at this time, we are still in civil strife! Why is Afghanistan in turmoil? Why the invasion of the Soviets? It's because we're not united! Mhammad said: "Unity! It will make us Afghanistan strong, divided, it will only turn us into a lamb to the slaughter! ”

"However, all of our guerrillas are dead, all because of Massoud!" Kadir said.

"Idiot! It was the Soviets who killed our partisans! Massoud was miscommanded and fell for the trickery of the Soviets! Mhammad continued: "The Panjshir guerrillas, no less heavy losses! ”

Massoud looked at Mhammad with grateful eyes, if it were not for Mhammad, Massoud would definitely be killed by these angry guerrillas, Mhammad saved him again, and at the same time, Massoud also knew that he would never be able to raise his head in front of Mhammad again.

"This is Allah testing us in Afghanistan." "We fell into the trap of the Soviets, we lost half of our brothers," Mhammad said. ”

Mhammad's words were a little muffled: "This is the heavy loss of our guerrillas, the heavy loss of our entire Afghanistan against the Soviet forces, and now, we are still surrounded here. ”

"It is precisely because of this that we need to unite even more, more than 500 of us, as long as we are united, we will definitely be able to break out of the encirclement and achieve victory!" Mhammad's words are a few points higher: "Unity is the prerequisite for our victory!" If you believe me and obey my orders, I swear to Allah that I will take our entire partisan detachment out! We are just surrounded, not annihilated! Long live unity! ”

"Long live unity!" Massoud shouted, as did the other guerrillas: "Long live unity!" ”

"Come, get up." Mhammad held out his hand to Kadir on the ground.

Kadir felt his eyes moisten a little: "I want to avenge our guerrillas!" ”

"Yes. Let's fight with the Soviets on the other side! Mhammad said.

"Boom, boom." The roar of engines could be heard in the distance.

"Quick, get into your own battle position, let's fight the Soviets in the streets!" Fahim said.

This is the defense area of Hewaja, and Fahim has several guerrilla units such as the Panjshir guerrillas. Fight with Hwaja. Hewaja already knew about Mhammad's attitude towards Massoud, although there was some pimple in his heart, Hewaja didn't say much, he respected Mhammad's decision, and Osama was unceremonious and ran over to kill Massoud.

Now, seeing these guerrillas clashing with Massoud, Hevaja on the clock tower said nothing, and he hoped that the guerrillas would kill Massoud. Faintly, he also thought that this would be of great benefit to Mhammad.

Now, Mhammad actually prevented this conflict! Hewaja knew that Mhammad naturally had a reason for doing this, and without thinking too much, he was attracted by the roar in the distance.

Is it the Soviets who are going to attack? Khwaja looked at the street in the distance, and the Soviets drove up a lot of large vehicles. Not a tank, though. Moreover, the target they have to deal with is not the guerrillas on this side, but ...

Lying on the roof of a private house, Mhammad looked at the other side and was suddenly shocked.

The track ran over the ground. The shovel in front easily knocked down the house, and the collapsed house kicked up a cloud of dust, and the bulldozer continued to push forward. Until the house is completely in ruins.

The Soviets mobilized dozens of bulldozers and knocked down the houses on the perimeter of their defenses.

Cunning Soviets!

"What are they going to do?" Fahim couldn't help but ask, he only occupied a corner of the city of Jalalabad, most of the city was still under the control of the Soviets, and now, the Soviets were going to push the surrounding area into ruins, what good did it do them?

"Launch a quarantine belt, the Soviets want to control us all here, and none of them can escape." Mhammad said.

The guerrillas from all over northern Afghanistan have gathered here, and on the outskirts of Jalalabad, the guerrillas have lost most of their lives, and the rest are surrounded near the hospital.

The Soviets did not attack immediately, they were very patient, first tearing down all the houses around them, and drawing a circle by force.

Urban warfare is different from mountain warfare in that it is full of civilian houses, and no matter how many troops the Soviets have, there is a possibility that there will be loopholes that will allow the partisans to tear a hole and then flee.

These houses were demolished, and this became an isolated area, and as long as the Soviets held the separation zone, they could not escape alone.

"The Soviets have a great appetite." "Their goal is to wipe us out," Mahmad said. ”

The residents of the houses had already been driven away in advance, and the Soviets were not afraid of arousing the anger of the people in the slightest by such a brutal operation.

"Let's kill one first." As he spoke, Fahim stretched his SVD sniper rifle out of the roof, aimed it at a bulldozer driver, and pulled the trigger.

"Dah." After the gunshots rang out, the bulldozer, which was emitting black smoke, stopped in an instant, and the people inside fell on the steering pole, blood spraying onto the glass behind it.

Seeing that the driver of this bulldozer was sniped, the rest of the bulldozers followed, and the driver jumped off the bulldozer in three steps and two steps. (To be continued......)

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