"Yes, Lord Mhammad, we fight with you! Without you, we would have been killed by the Soviets on the other side of the mountain pass. The guerrillas behind Fahim followed.

They all remember that it was His Excellency Mhammad who led the Jalalabad guerrillas who saved them from being surrounded by the Soviets at the mountain pass.

Although there are only two dozen people in front, this is a good start, which shows that they have gained their complete trust, and they are willing to leave Massoud and work with them!

"Then let's fight side by side, shed the last drop of blood to drive out the Soviets, long live the great Afghan guerrillas!" Mhammad shouted.

"Hooray! Banzai! "All the people cheered together, and this cry flew over the mountains of Panjshir and over the entire Pamirs...

Jalalabad.

There were still roadblocks at every intersection, but the soldiers in charge of the checks, who had been turned from government soldiers to Soviet soldiers, were strictly inspected by everyone who entered and exited Jalalabad, so strict that almost only naked people could enter without being checked.

However, after entering, you can see that the Soviets' barracks are empty, and when the Soviets launched an encirclement and suppression of the Panjshir area, a part of the soldiers were mobilized from here, and when the encirclement was completed, those soldiers remained in Bagram and did not return to Jalalabad, and now the 117th Regiment, only about half of the people are guarding the city, plus a dissatisfied government army.

The combat effectiveness of the government army is obvious to all, follow the ass of the Soviets, it is okay to fight a good fight, as long as the shape is slightly unfavorable, they will quickly flee.

Jalalabad's every move is being closely monitored. At the same time, in the mountains of the west, guerrillas were constantly converging.

It's past summer, except for the middle of the day, when the sun comes in, which makes people feel as hot as summer. It can be very cold in the morning and evening, and at night, wrapped in a thin blanket, it can be a little difficult to sleep.

Sitting on a sloping ground, Mhammad watched as the new guerrillas were mastering new combat techniques, the use of 107 rockets, Stinger anti-aircraft missiles and sophisticated Tao missiles all made these Tajiks feel fresh. They practiced very seriously.

"Captain." Just as Mhammad was leisurely watching the training, a voice came from his ear, and Mhammad turned his head to see Osama and Hewaja with stern faces.

"How?" Mhammad asked.

"We have all figured out that many guerrilla groups are massing towards the western part of Jalalabad, and we dare not get too close, and it is estimated that the number should be more than 1,000. But... Many of their weapons are backward and they don't have heavy weapons. Khwaja said. He remembered that he had observed the guerrillas with the scope on his sniper rifle, and he was not optimistic about their operation.

"There is no change on the part of Jalalabad, it is still the same as before, and the same is true of the news from Dana, but. The vigilance of the Soviets increased considerably, the checkpoints were replaced by Soviets, and they carried two or three bases of ammunition with them on each patrol. Osama followed.

When you are on patrol, you also bring so much ammunition? Suddenly, Mhammad's heart tightened. This is a dangerous signal, which indicates that the Soviets already have some premonitions, otherwise, they will not bring such heavy ammunition when patrolling in the city, and the soldiers on patrol are generally half a base of ammunition is enough, two or three bases, which is a typical defensive operation equipment.

It would have been even more dangerous if the Soviets had known about the attack on Jalalabad organized by the coalition, and Mhammad got up and walked up and down the hillside.

"Organize guerrillas, bring half a month's worth of food and ammunition, and we will also march to the Jalalabad area." Mhammad said.

Although Mhammad was disgusted by the alliance's rhetorical warfare, he knew he could not stand idly by as he watched the resistance consume in Jalalabad.

"Duranny, you take fifty people, and I'll give you another task!" Mhammad solemnly gave an order to Durranny.

The night was dark, the surroundings were hazy and foggy!

The mountains are cold, but there is very little water vapor, such fog is rarely encountered several times a year, and tonight, it is actually foggy, and sure enough, Allah blesses!

Massoud looked at the fog around him, and his heart suddenly became more determined.

Around him, more than thirty people gathered, all of whom were leaders of various guerrilla detachments.

The 2,000 men mentioned by Nikobudin is an exaggeration, because nearly 200 of Mhammad's men did not participate, there are only a thousand and a few here, belonging to more than 30 guerrilla units, the large guerrillas have 50 or 60 people, and the small ones are only a dozen, and among these guerrillas, the largest one is still Massoud's Panjshir guerrillas, which is nearly 150 people!

If there had been no ambush by the Soviets during the siege of the Soviets, Massoud's guerrillas would have been three or four hundred people, and even now, seeing Massoud, all the guerrilla leaders were very admirable, and unanimously elected Massoud as the commander-in-chief of the operation.

"Fogging tonight is a good opportunity for us!" A guerrilla leader said: "The Soviets are too strict, we tried to sneak into Jalalabad a few days ago, but we didn't have a chance, although there is no internal response, but with this fog, we will definitely be able to attack easily!" ”

"Yes, as long as we get in, we can take the city and fight the Soviets in the streets! The heavy weapons of the Soviets could not be brought into play! ”

"Yes, today is an opportunity given to us by Allah, and we cannot miss it!"

Massoud looked at the guerrilla leaders who were talking around him, and was very satisfied, today's opportunity is just right!

"We decided to go out of the mountain at half past ten and attack Jalalabad at twelve in the early hours of the morning! We rushed through the barricades of the Soviets, stormed Jalalabad, occupied the government building, occupied the garrison of the 117th Regiment, and captured all the Soviet soldiers! Massoud said.

Although Mhammad left, he also reminded Massoud that in order to prevent the Soviets from jumping over the wall, they really used destructive weapons such as thermobaric bombs against the guerrillas. Massoud thought of a new way to capture the Soviets!

As long as there were Soviet soldiers left in the city, would the Soviets dare to bomb? They will blow up their own soldiers!

"At the same time, we have to leave a hundred men to guard the road between Kabul and Jalalabad to prevent the Soviets from coming in." Massoud said.

Hear Massoud say that. Nikopuding on the side immediately frowned: "Your Excellency Massoud, dividing troops is a big taboo, we must use the most fierce offensive to quickly take Jalalabad!" If we fail to control the situation in Jalalabad before dawn, we will be in danger. ”

"But what if Kabul sends reinforcements?" Massoud said to Nicopuding.

"With such a big fog, the convoy of the Soviets simply could not move quickly, before dawn, they would definitely not be able to arrive, we have to do it. Even if we settle all the battles before dawn, our forces are not very sufficient, and it is pointless to divide our troops to guard the side of the road. Nicopudin said, looking at the rest of the guerrilla captains, and said, "Which of you wants to take people to guard the road?" ”

No one wants to, they're all pulling together. Preparing to beat the Soviets at Jalalabadri, the envoy of the alliance was right. With such a thick fog, even if troops were dispatched in the Kabul or Bagram areas, they would be as slow as snails and would not have been able to arrive at all.

"Okay, then let's attack with all our might! Ladies and gentlemen, we will meet again in Jalalabad. According to our original plan, each guerrilla force occupies its own target area, and you must familiarize yourself with the city of Jalalabad and do not find the wrong target, the fog is for us. It's also a challenge. ”

Massoud complied with Nikopuding's arrangement, and perhaps he was right, with such a fog, the Soviets would be slow to move, and they would need to concentrate every ounce of their forces on the assault on Jalalabad.

The order was passed down quickly, and every guerrilla who received it became excited, and today they were finally about to start a counterattack!

They wiped down their guns and checked the few ammunition, as long as they finished this battle, they would be able to grab enough Soviet weapons, and at that time, throw away their broken guns and replace them with Soviet AK-74s! If only I could capture an RPK machine gun with a round drum.

By ten o'clock, some guerrillas could not contain their excitement and began to move out of their stations in the direction of Jalalabad.

As the guerrillas continued to be dispatched, Massoud had a gloomy face, and he could only let his own troops be dispatched.

Commanding so many guerrilla units is completely different from commanding one's own guerrilla force, for example, those self-righteous guerrilla captains who order their troops to go out early, don't they just want to share more of the spoils? I'm afraid that I'll be late, and if there is no fighting, there will be no spoils.

Massoud suddenly found himself making a very strict mistake, without strict discipline, no matter how many people were a rabble.

In the fog, they could only follow the people in front of them, and bumped into the people in front of them from time to time, and the scene was a little chaotic.

Massoud carried his gun and walked in the middle of the procession, but in front of his eyes, Mhammad's words kept coming to mind.

"What do we have? Only rifles, bazookas, what did the Soviets have? Airplanes, artillery, tanks! ”

"Even if you take Jalalabad, will you be able to stop the Soviets from counterattacking?"

Massoud shook his head vigorously, trying to dispel the voices from his mind, no matter what, the battle was about to begin, and he had no choice.

A tank, several infantry fighting vehicles, neatly lined up at the junction with the turret outward, formed a semicircular defensive position.

Originally, there was only one tank at the barricade, but when it was dark, the infantry fighting vehicles rumbled in, and they were ready for it. (To be continued......)

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