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To answer the question in the book review area, the author is an atheist, and this book is just a pure war article, a great power rise article, and has nothing to do with sects.

When the arm hit by the bullet began to fester, the inflammation had already begun, and when Mhammad was in Jalalabad, he had been suffering from a fever all the time, but he was just fighting persistently, and he knew that he could not fall, and if he fell, then Osama would not be able to get out alive and his career would come to an end.

Holding on until now, Mhammad finally couldn't hold on anymore, he fell off his horse, his body was hot, and his consciousness began to blur.

He just felt his body being lifted back onto the horse, and there was a regular jolt, and then he didn't know anything.

Later, I don't know how long he was in a coma, Muhammad felt that his forehead was constantly being changed into a cold towel, and a mouthful of millet porridge was constantly being fed into his mouth, like a clear spring, and the millet porridge flowed into his stomach, feeling very comfortable.

Every time I feed a mouthful, there will be a paper towel to wipe the excess porridge that flows from the corner of my mouth, so careful, it must be a woman.

Slowly, Mhammad opened his eyes, and what appeared in a daze was a blonde and blue-eyed foreign girl, with big eyes, long eyelashes, long hair hanging down like a waterfall, wearing a suspender shirt, two meat balls inside, very plump, delicate skin, good figure, this is a sexy and cute girl, at this time, she is feeding Mhammad, her eyes are full of concern.

"Who are you? How is it here? Mhammad asked.

Seeing that Mhammad opened his eyes, the girl became happy, her eyes flashed with joy, and when she heard Mhammad's question, the girl immediately replied: "My name is Lilith, I am a volunteer of the Red Cross, and I am also a doctor, and your wound was re-operated on by me, and I gave you three days of fluid, and your fever has subsided." Today is the seventh day of your coma. ”

Red Cross volunteers? Mhammad's eyes looked at Lilith again, this is a Western girl, up and down, flashing with youthful breath, full of vitality and seductive charm. Unlike the indigenous women of Afghanistan, she is glamorous and beautiful, and she is youthful.

"You're from the United States, right?" Mhammad asked, "How did you come to Afghanistan to volunteer?" ”

"The purpose of the Red Cross is to provide humanitarian protection and assistance to victims of war and armed violence. Right now, there is a constant war going on in Afghanistan, and humanitarian assistance is most needed here, so that's why I'm here. Lilith said.

"But I'm an Afghan guerrilla." Mhammad said: "If you do this, you will set yourself on fire." ”

The Red Cross has its own principles, such as doing its own humanitarian aid in a war zone, but never interfering in the fighting between the warring parties, which is why both sides can tolerate the existence of the Cross.

Of course, this is only on the surface, the Red Cross people are also people of thought and flesh and blood, they will have their own concept of right and wrong, and now, the war of the Soviets is completely illegal, and everyone except the Warsaw Pact group is on the side of Afghanistan.

The girl in front of me, coming here to save herself, will annoy the Soviets, and if the Soviets know about it, it will be very troublesome.

"In my eyes, you are a patient, and it is God's sacred mission for doctors to save patients." Lilith said.

Looking at Lilith's eyes, full of faith and persistence, Mhammad said softly, "Anyway, thank you for saving my life." ”

"You're sick and need more rest." Lilith said, "I'll go out first." ”

Looking at the girl's pretty back, Mhammad knew that things were not so simple, he saw love and joy in the girl's eyes, could it be that this girl fell in love with herself?

Mhammad touched his beard, which was far less handsome than before, and he should shave off all these mustaches.

"Your Excellency, Instructor, you've finally woken up." After Lilith went out, Hewaja and Durrani walked over.

"Are there any movements of the Soviets these days?" Mhammad asked.

"They're putting up notices all over Jalalabad and listing you as the most wanted person." "However, there is no movement yet, and there is no sign of sweeping us here. ”

Listening to Khwaja's words, Mhammad frowned, it was so suspicious that the Soviets knew that they had so many secrets, and they could still be so calm and not come to the mountains to sweep.

"Send more sentinels and keep an eye on the movements of the Soviets." "The Soviets' counterattack must have been very swift," Mhammad said. ”

The calm at this time was only a prelude to a storm, and Mhammad had a very bad premonition.

"Godless God, Your Excellency has finally woken up." With a hearty voice, Osama appeared at the door, carrying an RPG on his shoulder.

After arriving here, Osama, like the other guerrillas, began to train, mastered the use of various weapons, and immediately ran over when he heard that Mhammad had woken up.

"I will not go to see Allah the Great until the liberation of Afghanistan is not completed. I will continue to fight with you all until all the Soviets are driven out! Mhammad said.

………

Autumn in Afghanistan, short and cold, is the closest place to the sky, and at the same time the farthest place to heaven.

The cold wind blew through the wasteland, the mountains, even in the leeward land of the col, it was incomparably cold, and this was only autumn.

He stood in the valley and watched the guerrillas train on the hillside, the cold wind blowing their robes, even their beards shaking in the cold wind, and their faces were firm and resolute.

"The Tao missile, after launch, needs to continue to aim at the target." Mhammad looked at the partisans operating the portable Tao missile, and said: "This is semi-active infrared guidance, as long as it is aimed at the target, if it is a missile of the Soviets, you have to use a control stick." ”

The Americans' missile technology is advanced, and Mhammad is very satisfied with being able to get this thing.

As he was talking, Mhammad saw two people coming from the mountain pass, one of them was a girl, jeans, white shirt, exuding a moving smell.

"Lilith, you're not gone yet?" Mhammad asked.

"In the past few days, I have been walking in the nearby villages, helping those who need treatment, many of the villagers need food, and I want to go back and apply to the International Red Cross in a few days." Lilith said.

The land in Afghanistan is barren, there is not enough food to eat, and now, in the war, a lot of land is barren, and there is a shortage of food, and this winter will be very difficult.

"Thank you, Lilith." Mhammad said.

As he spoke, Mhammad suddenly frowned and pricked up his ears.

"Quick, protect the villagers, retreat to the mountains!" Mhammad said.

In the distant sky, there was a rumbling sound, like thunder.

Then, the mountain pass changed, and the horn was heard, and the Soviets' planes came again!

Several guerrillas turned on their horses and headed towards the surrounding villages, the last time the Soviets attacked the village, the whole village was not surviving, after that, Mhammad made a deployment, as soon as he found the Soviets attacking, immediately retreated and hid in a safe cave!

According to the pre-arrangement, the guerrillas galloped wildly, and the rest of the people galloped back to the cave and carried the Stinger missiles.

No longer like last time, the fighters facing the Soviets in the sky have no way to start, and now, with the support of the Americans, the Stinger missiles can completely beat the planes in the sky!

The roar soon approached, and the two black dots became larger and larger, and finally became two fighters.

Or T-8! There was fire in Mhammad's eyes, and the two T-8 pylons were full of ammunition, apparently there was another bombardment.

We can't let these two planes bomb our own villages anymore! If the Soviets' plot succeeds, the villagers will panic and either flee or fall to the Soviets.

Judging from the direction, those two planes were coming from this side, and Mhammad gritted his teeth and killed it!

The price was very high, this was the base of the guerrillas, and when the fire was fired, the Soviets knew where they were, and this place was exposed, and they had to be transferred as much as possible.

Mhammad hurried up the hill, where there was a hidden 12.7 mm M1938

Heavy machine gun of the DSHM type, tripod with anti-aircraft sighting ring.

When Mhammad ran over, on the other side of the hill, Durrani was already sitting in front of another machine gun, and at this time, Durrani was already a skilled machine gunner.

Two machine guns, which can form a crossfire, block the planes flying in this direction.

The plane of the Soviets, in the rapid approach, the red five stars under the wing, was so clear.

Mhammad felt his heart pounding, not because of the first time he went to the battlefield, but because in his memory, on the battlefield in Afghanistan, there was no record of the Su-25 being shot down.

This is a kind of sturdy fighter, in order to improve survivability, in addition to titanium alloy armor, even the operating stick, is transmitted to the wing surface through a strong steel beam, ordinary bullet strikes, it is ineffective, and the Stinger is difficult to shoot down this kind of aircraft.

This is also the reason why last time Mhammad chose to enter Jalalabad and take out the pilots, the plane was too strong.

At this point, there is no choice.

Several guerrillas carrying Stinger missiles were also hiding in suitable positions and launching attacks on the planes at any time.

Mhammad's eyes were all focused on the fighter plane in the sky, and the muzzle of the gun kept moving with the plane, and he was so engrossed that he didn't notice that a girl actually walked up the hill without fear of death.