86_86072 Hevaja was lying on the roof of a house, shooting at the opposite side, and in the scope of the SVD, a figure of a government soldier appeared, covered it with a crosshair, and then pulled the trigger, it was as simple as that.

The target in the scope has a bloody hole in its chest, and then falls backwards.

In the face of the wolf-like guerrillas, the government soldiers guarding the gate immediately gave up resistance, and some ran towards the inside of the hospital, while others scattered from both sides and ran away into the alley.

Mhammad, with the partisans, rushed towards the gate, and the courtyard in front of the hospital was empty, and not a single person was in sight.

As soon as he rushed through the gate, Mhammad felt a sudden shock in his chest, and his whole body fell backwards.

"Instructor!" Osama rushed behind Mhammad and immediately shouted when he saw him fall to the ground.

"I'm fine." With the force of his fall, Mhammad rolled backwards twice, expertly burrowing behind the low wall next to him, opposite the three-story hospital building, from which the bullets were fired.

There were either doctors or patients in the hospital, there were not many combatants, and almost all of them did not carry guns, which is why Mhammad decided to attack the hospital as soon as he found it.

Although the Geneva Conventions prohibit attacks on targets such as hospitals, the opposing sides in a state of war do not take these bullshit conventions to heart when the Soviets drop poison gas bombs on Afghan villages. Haven't thought of the convention?

In this world, there are only strong and weak, strong. At the same time, it is the side of justice.

Now, a man with a gun appeared on the opposite side, and, shooting very accurately, this is a sniper!

A sniper cannot stop the tide of soldiers, if he orders all the partisans to rush in. That can also rush over, but there will be unfortunate people who will die.

But... It's not the best option. The sacrifice of the guerrillas was so great that half of the guerrillas in Afghanistan would have to be completely wiped out, and one more member would die. It's an unbearable weight!

"Boom, boom." In the distant sky, the roar of a hind could be heard, and Mhammad knew that he could not hesitate any longer.

Now, they still didn't mix with the Soviets, and they were safe only when they entered the building, and the Soviets couldn't go with their own doctors. The nurse and the patient fight together, and those people are their own talisman.

If you can't get in. When the hind arrives, she will kill all the people she is exposed to.

"People with bulletproof inserts and helmets, rush with me!" Mhammad shouted.

There is always someone to sacrifice, and only your own people can go first, after all. There are titanium helmets, bulletproof inserts made of titanium. Sacrifice is minimal.

Hearing Mhammad's words, Osama, Herman, Hadim and others stood up from their hidden places one after another, ran from the gate, and ran inside.

This open field of tens of meters will be very dangerous.

"Dah." Sure enough, another shot hit Hadim in the thigh, and Hadim screamed and fell to the ground.

The other party is very smart, and when he found that the bullet hit his chest and was fine, he immediately chose to hit the thigh, where there is no protection! Muhammad gritted his teeth and stood up, and on his shoulder, there was already an extra RPG.

This time Mhammad did not rush forward, but stayed behind, just observing, the moment the bullet was fired just now, Mhammad keenly discovered the other party's hiding place, the easternmost room on the second floor!

Almost at the same time, Mhammad stood up, took aim, pulled the trigger.

"Boom!" The rockets flew past and hit the windows on the second floor, and with the explosion, the entire room was blown into rubble, and the third floor would have collapsed without the cement columns.

"Rush!" Mhamad shouted, and all the guerrillas, from the gate, rushed inside.

"Control all the people in it, if there are those who resist, destroy them immediately!" Mhammad continued to shout as he ran.

That rocket, not necessarily eliminated the sniper, he may have left the room quickly, and even then, it could have provided enough time for his partisans.

Osama dragged Aga to the steps of the hospital, where Aga sat and watched as Osama kicked open the hospital door.

Inside, there are trembling medical staff.

"Da da da..."Osama's muzzle shot into the sky, shooting a shuttle of bullets, with a hideous look on his face: "Be honest with me, or I'll kill you all!" ”

The guerrilla training is still very primitive, and in this case, it should be CQB's professional training, and Mhammad is thinking to himself as he storms into the hospital building, and at this time, he has no time to tell them what to do.

Search room by room!

"Boom." Osama kicked open the door of a hospital room, and there were only two shivering nurses inside, and at the signal of Osama's gun, they were taken to the lobby on the first floor, and then began to search for the next one.

The guerrillas, who rushed in, began to search one by one.

"Boom." Another ward was kicked open, and suddenly, gunshots were heard inside.

The two partisans who were exposed to the door were hit in an instant, and their bodies fell backwards, and the people next to them, wanting to continue rushing up, fell two more.

"Throw a grenade." Mhammad said.

One of the partisans took out the grenade, pulled the tab, released the grip, and when he counted to three, he threw the grenade in, and at the same time, he quickly ran backwards.

"Boom!" In the loud explosion, the entire room, along with the next ward, was destroyed, and in the dust, the partisans rushed inside again, and in addition to the broken bricks, there was also a corpse, holding an AK-74 rifle, a soldier of the government army.

A soldier of the government army, who killed four guerrillas, is already worth his death.

Battles in the city, which have the characteristics of this kind of battle, are easily ambushed without professional training, and this kind of battle is the most tragic.

The entire floor was quickly cleared, and after the lesson just learned, the partisans were more careful.

It was only a hospital, not a heavily guarded place, and there were no further losses among the guerrillas, except for the casualties caused by the government soldier just now.

The entire first floor was secured, and the partisans continued to search the second floor.

In this building, more than 100 partisans were concentrated, and the rest, under the leadership of Fahim, quickly occupied the surrounding houses.

If you only control the hospital, then you will be very passive, the Soviets will completely surround this place, all kinds of weapons are aimed at the hospital building, and the more than 500 guerrillas will be like turtles in the middle of the war.

And now, if you control a house within 200 meters of the perimeter, any partisan will bring great losses to the Soviets.

Carrying his SVD sniper rifle, Hewaja walked briskly towards the tallest building nearby—a tower clock fifty meters from the hospital.

From here, you can look out over the surrounding neighborhoods, where the armored vehicles and tanks of the Soviets are coming from the barracks, and the hinds in the sky... Hewaja set his heavy machine gun on the window under the tower clock, and he knew in his heart that this time it was really bad luck.

A river, flowing behind the hospital, is a river that runs through the entire city center of Jalalabad, the Kabul River, which runs from the mountains north of Kabul to neighboring Pakistan. Where there is a water source, there will be life, and Jalalabad was built on this river.

There has never been such a danger, they are isolated, they can only passively wait for the Soviets to attack, attack, when the last bullet is finished, their strength, I am afraid will be gone.

No, Lord Mhammad must have a way! He'll definitely bring this team back safely!

Hevaja watched as the armored vehicles progressed, and soon, the battle would really begin, and at this point, he began to trust Mhammad very much.

"Da Da Da Da..." In the direction of another block, there was also the sound of firefighting, and Hevaja looked there, and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Massoud wolf bèi unbearable.

When he heard the helicopter coming, he knew that the situation was not good, and the idea of escaping back to the mountains was stubbornly blocked back into his mind, and he would definitely die if he went back! Massoud could only take the remaining partisans with him, and he also attacked the city of Jalalabad, and he also chose to find a place where the Soviets were large and weakly defended, so he chose the government building.

However, in front of the government building, he met strong resistance, where a company of Soviets was arranged, waiting for the partisans to come and attack, accompanied by several infantry fighting vehicles.

As a result, Massoud left behind more than two dozen corpses and left there in a hurry, followed by a company of Soviet soldiers.

Seeing Massoud running towards this side, Hewaja couldn't help but have a look of disdain in his eyes, hum, this arrogant and ignorant guerrilla leader! If it weren't for him, how could he be surrounded here?

Not only himself, but so many guerrillas! The forces that resisted the Soviets, most of the losses, were all done by this Massoud!

Thinking of this, Hevaja's SVD sniper rifle turned around, and the mechanical sight was aimed at him, eager to pull the trigger and kill this guy immediately.

After aiming for a minute, he still couldn't pull the trigger, which is different from killing the Soviets, after all, Massoud is an Afghan, or a guerrilla rebel against the Soviets, although he did something wrong this time, he really deserves to be killed, and it is not necessarily his own to kill him, he should die on the battlefield.

In his moment's hesitation, Hewaja saw twenty or so men on his side, speeding over the rooftop.

Fahim? The figure holding the same SVD sniper rifle is very familiar, it is Fahim, who is with Hewajabi's marksmanship, and the people around him are all the Panjshir guerrillas he brought out, now, what is he going to do? (To be continued).