Dorofeev's words made Belgrade tremble, he knew what it meant, in order to prevent the guerrillas inside from running out as Afghan civilians, they would carry out a massacre of all Afghans, not a single one! At the same time, it was also venting Dorofiev's anger and giving an account to the dead soldiers.

This is not a mountain, this is a city! If Dorofeev's order is followed, the residents of the urban area, who were originally on the side of the government, will completely fall to the partisans, and the consequences will be severe.

Dorofeev was already red-eyed.

The order was conveyed, it just became that any Afghan who resisted needed to be killed, and Belgrade had done its best.

Street fighting is one of the most brutal battles, even the battle for a courtyard will take the lives of a large number of soldiers, a sniper, can bring hundreds of casualties, not to mention, now they have lost air support.

Bagram's base has been lost and is not able to support it for the time being, so they will attack it completely by their own flesh and blood.

Countless Soviet soldiers, heavily armed and armed with their AK-74 rifles, crossed the barrier that had been erected a few days ago, ready for the most brutal battle.

Quietly, the ground is full of muddy water, yesterday's heavy rain, caused the whole city to be muddy, most of the houses here, the lower half is stones, the upper half is mud, under the rain washing, here is full of mud, walk a few steps, the military boots are covered with mud, extremely heavy, so, they had to stop, with a bayonet to pick up the mud on the boots, just easily walked two steps. It's covered in mud again!

The soldiers cursed in their hearts that in such an environment, their own actions were very difficult, and they were not at all comparable to those barefoot Afghans, who walked like flying for a while. Once the fire is exchanged, they are greatly threatened by their limited mobility.

Damn, how could there be an attack at this time! And also rescue the people in the hospital who were held hostage by the other party! It's an impossible task!

The soldiers slowly pushed forward, the outer courtyard was empty, and the civilians inside had already come out two days earlier.

Five or six hours passed, and it was already afternoon, and they finally advanced to the center, the small hospital building!

It was empty all around. Only a small number of Afghan civilians were seen, either old people or children, who stayed in a very regular manner, harmless to humans and animals, so the Soviet soldiers did not shoot them.

The afternoon sun was a bit harsh, and the soldiers looked at the hospital. Waiting for the final order.

Dorofiev's headquarters had moved forward to a civilian house. The guards around him are tight, he will not make the mistake of taking office again, as a division commander, commanding the officers and soldiers of a division, he can't even protect himself!

"We've been advancing along the lines without a single firefight." Belgrade was also very puzzled. What's going on? Until now, there has been no firefight!

The advantage of the guerrillas is only those private houses, and only by using them to fight street battles can they be left to lose their face. And now, they actually took the initiative to abandon the private houses on the periphery and hide in the hospital building?

Now that the hospital building has been completely surrounded, those guerrillas can no longer escape, as long as they charge once, dare to make a bloody investment, even if they suffer casualties of a company, they can kill all those guerrillas!

Dorofeev also wondered, the partisans on the opposite side made him unable to see through, what the hell are they doing? However, no matter what choice they make, the final outcome is certain! Now that they are surrounded in the building, there is no way to escape!

"Shout to the building, and in three minutes we will attack. If they can let go of our people and then surrender, we will guarantee their safety. Dorofeev said.

Keeping them safe? These evil partisans have the blood of the Soviets on their hands, and as long as they give up their weapons and surrender, the consequences will definitely be executed!

Belgrade faithfully conveyed Dorofiev's order, fighting, already to the last moment.

"Listen inside, as long as you lay down your arms and surrender, we will guarantee your safety, and if you continue to resist, we will completely wipe you out!" A Soviet platoon commander, who was not afraid of death, stood up and shouted inside.

There's still not much movement inside.

These die-hard rebels! The Soviet platoon commander looked at his watch, and three minutes passed bit by bit, and there was no response from it.

"Up!" The Soviet platoon commander shouted, with his own men, jumped up, he skillfully ran the irregular route to prevent being targeted by the opposing snipers, and the open space in front of the building, was the most dangerous.

There was still no movement inside, he ran to the door of the building in one breath, and the soldiers behind him followed, and the platoon commander raised his foot and kicked the door open, and followed, and the soldiers on both sides rushed up.

Their footsteps stopped.

In the hall on the first floor, those of their compatriots were lying on the ground, ropes tied to them, and their mouths were gagged, it seemed that they had been more than ten hours, and some of them had even passed out, and those who were awake were looking at them with blank eyes, brother, why did you come now?

First untying the rags in their mouths, they gulped in the air, then untied the ropes tied to their bodies, and the first thing they did was to take out the field rations from the soldiers who entered and eat them in large gulps.

They haven't had enough to eat these days, especially now, after being bound for more than ten hours, they are hungry.

There was only one female doctor, although she was tied, her back was leaning against the corner, and the mattress on the hospital bed was spread underneath, it was not very uncomfortable, her mouth was not gagged, she could speak, but she did not say a word.

"Yelena, Yelena is here!" A Soviet soldier shouted happily that before the attack, they had all seen the photo, and their superiors had emphasized the need to keep Elena safe, and now they were very happy to see that Elena was here.

On Yelena's face, there was no smile on her face, she just looked out the window quietly, blue sky and white clouds, it was really good weather!

Elena, who was quickly brought to the headquarters, looked at the tall officer in front of her, and looked at the rank on her shoulder, she should be a division commander.

Dorofeev looked at Elena, this is a beautiful woman, so beautiful that Dorofeev is tempted, these days, among the partisans, I don't know if I have been ...

"Yelena, I'm so glad to see you, your father called several times to ask about your safety, and now seeing you, I'm finally relieved that our warrior saved you." Dorofiev said.

"yes, what do you do in the report? Fought with the guerrillas, suffered numerous casualties, and rescued me from the guerrillas? Elena said lightly.

Dorofeev's face suddenly changed, this woman is really uninteresting! If it weren't for her father's face, she would have attacked three days ago, it was all because of her!

Dorofeev's hand clenched into a fist, and then loosened again: "What about the partisans? Where are they? ”

"I left last night." "Last night when it was raining heavily, they tied us all up and left. ”

Let's go? Even if it rains, the encirclement is very tight, how can they break out of the encirclement and walk away? How is this possible?

Nothing was found, and Dorofiev was giving the order to dig three feet into the ground, thinking that the partisans must be hiding in a hole somewhere.

With a disappointed look on her face, Elena left, the man was really gone, and I don't know when we would be able to meet again.

When Elena was almost cornered by a stinking Afghan boy, and while the guerrillas around her were still working as accomplices, Mhammad rescued her and gave orders not to behave indecently against the medical staff.

And Yelena, who was taken away by Mhammad, was treated as Mhammad's woman. At that time, Yelena was still a little scared, and if this man wanted to insult her, she would simply kill herself.

However, this man did not insult her, but only asked her to treat several wounded guerrilla fighters, and even gave her a certain amount of freedom, but she was curious, and followed this man all the time, watched this man enter the homes of civilians, encouraged them to follow the Soviets out of the encirclement, watched this man inspect the defense of the partisans back and forth, and even helped a partisan to eliminate the fault of a firearm, looking at the adoring eyes of those partisans, gradually, Elena felt a special feeling in her heart, Only then did she realize that this man had let herself follow him because she was too beautiful, a beautiful Soviet woman, among the Afghan guerrillas, was very dangerous, and with him by her side, no guerrilla dared to do anything else to herself.

She even began to attach herself to this man, but unfortunately, after only a few days, this man left, and when she thought of this, she felt a sense of loss.

"How did they get there? Where did they go? Dorofeev asked, and in a hurry, he grabbed Yelena's arm with his hand, and his fingers were about to dig into Elena's flesh.

"How do I know?" Elena said: "We are all tied, how will we know, let go of your hands!" ”

Dorofeev let go of his hand, his behavior just now was a little out of control, he took two steps back, looked at the muddy road outside, and in the distance was the surging Kabul River, and muttered, how did the partisans go? Did they grow wings and fly away?

In any case, Dorofeev does not know how these partisans escaped, the separation zone has been dug and is tightly surrounded on all sides, how can the partisans run away? No way!

", I almost got killed by the Soviets!" Climbing ashore drenched, looking at the surrounding hillside and the exhausted guerrillas coming up one after another, Mhammad couldn't help but utter a national curse before the crossing. (To be continued......)