Originally, Mhammad wanted Durrani to lead the attack on Bagram, and the Soviets would split a part of their army to pursue Durani, so that the pressure on Mhammad would be relieved, and he could open a gap to retreat from the weakest defensive direction.

However, the heavy rain gave Mhammad a new chance, and he looked at the surging river flowing behind the hospital, and suddenly thought of something.

When it's night, follow the river and you can retreat!

The encirclement of the Soviets was tight, and even on both sides of the river, there were countless Soviet soldiers stationed on both sides, keeping an eye on the river, and they also used two searchlights to shine on the river constantly.

This is still not difficult for Mhammad! Just yesterday, one of the Soviet hostages and a large number of civilians who braved the heavy rain was Dana's intelligence officer.

Dana has successfully organized a tight intelligence agency in Jalalabadri, when Mhammad and the guerrillas were surrounded, Dana was anxious, she was thinking of various ways to rescue the guerrillas, the simplest and most reliable way is to dig tunnels and pick up the guerrillas, but now there are Soviets everywhere, digging tunnels is also very difficult, and the sound of digging is easy to be discovered by the Soviets.

In the midst of this heavy rain, Dana, who was on the periphery of the encirclement, saw the intelligence officer who came out of the encirclement, received instructions from Mhammad, and immediately took action, she took a dozen intelligence officers to a furniture factory on the bank of the river in the northwest of the city of Jalalabad.

In one corner of the factory, there were countless logs, and due to the heavy rain, the workers in the factory were scattered, and only one janitor remained, and this person remained. It was also Dana's intelligence officer, and after learning Dana's purpose, the janitor did not hesitate and helped push the logs into the river.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and it was twelve o'clock in the evening. The logs, flowing down the rushing river, reached the vicinity of the hospital, and the people of Mhammad, who had been waiting by the river for a long time, braved the heavy rain, and they all jumped into the water, grabbed the logs, and rode on them.

Logs are used for furniture. Two people can't hug each other, such a log, two or three people can ride on it, and they just like that, riding the log, going downstream.

Originally, Mhammad was ready to fight, and if the Soviets sniped by the river, then he would take people ashore himself. Fight the Soviets so that the rest of the people can quickly go down the river.

Who knows. The Soviets didn't even turn on the searchlights, and under this heavy rain, the searchlights could not reach a few meters, they were blurred in the rain curtain, and moreover, the heavy rain soaked the wires. There was a danger of electricity leakage, so they simply turned off the searchlights.

As for the partisans who will flee along the river, the Soviet soldiers who are guarding it do not believe that they are killed, and now the river is flooded! The water is very fast, and sometimes there will be a flood peak passing by. If you do go into the water, most of them will drown, except for those who are very good swimmers.

Under such a heavy rain, they couldn't do anything, they hid in the house next to them, enjoying the rare quiet, for several days, they have not rested well, today's heavy rain, is a good time to rest.

How did they know that these guerrillas were riding on logs, rolling down the flood, and just like that, they actually escaped.

Drenched and drenched in the rain, and soaked in the water for several hours, all the people felt like they were going to collapse, their faces turned pale, only with a smile on their faces.

It's out! It's finally out!

Originally, in the encirclement of Jalalabad, they had already prepared, and under the encirclement of the Soviets, their greatest wish was to kill a few more Soviets, and they never thought that they would come out alive.

Now, with them the miracle of the zào, is the god-like being of the Jalalabad guerrillas, Lord Mhammad!

Mhammad took off almost all his clothes, there was no fire here, it was easy to expose the target, he could only wring the water in the clothes vigorously, and then wipe his body clean, the wet clothes were next to his own skin, and he was easy to get sick.

Perched on a tree branch, waiting for his clothes to be dried by the wind and basking in the warm sun, Mhammad felt that such a day seemed to be pleasant too.

"Your Excellency Mhammad, thank you for saving these guerrillas." Just then, a voice came from Mhammad's side.

It was Massoud who spoke, Massoud at this time, his words were full of gratitude, full of self-reproach, full of...

"I was wrong, I thought that attacking Jalalabad would give the guerrillas a more suitable base and make it easier for us to grow and develop, but now I know that with the strength of our guerrillas, they cannot compete head-on with the regular forces of the Soviets." Massoud said.

All the partisans were quiet, looking at Massoud, and when they were surrounded, when the people around them were constantly being wiped out by the Soviets, they were angry with Massoud, and this man led them to their deaths.

At the same time, now they are full of gratitude to Mhammad, who saved them and allowed them to escape from the encirclement.

Now, the proud Massoud has made such a statement.

"The Soviets are strong, and our path is very difficult." "The Soviets have planes, tanks and artillery, while we only have light weapons in our hands. Our forces are weak. ”

At this time, Mhammad was naked, the mountain wind was blowing constantly, and the rest of the guerrillas around him were the same, the scene was very funny, but Mhammad's words were clearly imprinted in everyone's mind.

"So, we have to be united!" "We are surrounded by the Soviets, but the Soviets still don't dare to attack us directly, because we still have four or five hundred people, and if we twist into a rope, we will gather into a powerful force!" ”

Seeing the concentration of these guerrillas, Muhammad couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, these guerrillas were really foolish.

"Your Excellency Mhammad, we all listen to you, we should unite, we should form a strong force!" One of the guerrillas shouted that he was the only one left in the guerrilla group he was in anyway, and that he had long wanted to join the Jalalabad guerrillas who were so capable of fighting and had such advanced weapons.

"Yes, let's unite and become a force!"

"Yes, we want to be united!"

The guerrillas surrounding Mhammad expressed their stance one after another, and those who were far away, although they did the same, had hesitation in their eyes.

Mhammad knew that this was the best opportunity, and now, with the help of this escape, Mhammad had established a tall image and prestige among these people, and it was a good opportunity to bring everyone together at this time.

Of course, there are also people who will not be willing, and such people, Mhammad also has a way to deal with them.

"Now, our strength has reached its weakest point." "In Jalalabad, we lost half of our brothers, and if we don't unite, then we will be crushed by the Soviets," Mhammad said. So, I decided. ”

Mhammad paused, and everyone around him held their breath as they listened to what Mhammad was about to say.

"Our people here, merged into a new guerrilla force called the Free Afghan Army, we will shed our last drop of blood to drive out the Soviets!" "We in Afghanistan have endured so much for hundreds of years, we have been oppressed by foreign powers, and now we are fighting for our freedom," Mhammad said. Long live the great Afghanistan! ”

"Hooray!" The fighters who belonged to the Jalalabad guerrillas chanted along, and then the rest of the fighters who were willing to join also chanted with wave after wave, so that all the people raised their right arms and shouted: "Long live!" ”

"We will divide into three legions." "In the northern mountains of Jalalabad, for the 1st Regiment of the Free Army, in the Panjshir Valley, for the 2nd Regiment of the Free Army, in the Wakhan Corridor, for the 3rd Regiment of the Free Army, we echo each other and fight together!" ”

There are only more than 500 people in total, at most three companies, but now, Mhammad has divided them into three regiments, because Mhammad knows that his team will gradually grow, and in the future, it will not only be a regiment, but maybe it will be expanded into a division.

The northern mountainous area of Jalalabad is the old base of Mhammad, which is the root of Mhammad, and the Panjshir valley is the necessary place for the Soviets to transport supplies.

"We are not reluctant to do anything for our brothers who are unwilling to join the Free Army." Muhammad said: "As long as we fight the Soviets, we are still good brothers, and I am willing to send skilled members of the team to guide you in the battle, and everyone has seen it in the past few days, our guerrillas have a lot of new equipment." ”

After speaking, Mhammad picked up the weapon of a guerrilla next to him and said: "Look, this is called the Stinger missile, which specializes in hitting hinds." ”

The twisted melon is not sweet, not all people are willing to join, for these people, forcing them to join will only cause instability in the troops, and send instructors, and let them see these new things, they will definitely welcome them. After a long time, the instructor will be able to control their guerrilla force, and when the time comes, will they not listen to their own command? At the same time, in order to completely control and change the status quo here, it is time to establish a political party on the basis of the Free Army, but this must be done slowly.

Sure enough, when Mhammad showed off the Stinger and the 107 rockets, the eyes of those who were swaying flashed with light. (To be continued......)