Chapter 49: Prison Break
With a thin face, swollen on one side, which had been punched heavily during the interrogation, he was in fine health, and there was no blood or scars to be seen, and he sat on the hay on the ground and looked at Mhammad with a pair of attentive eyes.
"Brother, how did you get in?" Seeing that there was still blood on Mhammad's arm, obviously he had been shot, his attitude towards Mhammad was immediately very good, and the two must be people with the same beliefs.
"With rockets, a bar was blown up, killing more than a hundred Soviets." Mhammad said lightly.
More than a hundred! The man almost immediately stood up, but as soon as he moved, he groaned and sat down again.
His hands and feet were chained together, and he couldn't move even if he wanted to.
"Brother, I adore you!" The man of the earth said, "You are a great hero!" ”
Mhammad sat next to him and asked, "How did you get in?" ”
"I founded the service camp." "I recruited Arab volunteers to help Afghan refugees and Afghan guerrillas, and in the past two days Jalalabad has been blocked, and I was unfortunately arrested at the Guò checkpoint," said the man on the ground. ”
Service Camp! In Mhammad's mind, he instantly remembered the name of the person who resounded all over the world in the future, and couldn't help asking: "Osama Ben**?" ”
Osama was born in a wealthy merchant family in Saudi Arabia, and originally, his life could be the same as that of other rich second generations, studying in college, inheriting a company, marrying more than a dozen wives, and enjoying the wealth that comes with it.
And Osama's original life trajectory did not follow this routine, and was disrupted by the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan, and the young and vigorous Osama gave up his studies and came to war-torn Afghanistan from peaceful Saudi Arabia.
In the early days, Osama was not directly involved in the fight against the Soviets, but was more like an International Red Cross, helping Afghan refugees and sometimes Afghan guerrillas.
In this way, Osama was also blacklisted by the Soviets and accidentally captured during this operation.
In the past two days, Jalalabad has raised its vigilance, because of the arrival of the two test pilots, in order to protect their safety, roadblocks, and inspections are very strict.
As a result, the two test pilots still died, so dead that they could not even find their bodies, and only broken limbs and severed arms remained in the rubble.
Hearing Mhammad call out his name, Osama was even more curious, "How do you know my name?" ”
"I am the commander of a guerrilla detachment in the mountains north of Jalala." "I've heard of you, you helped a lot of Afghan refugees, and you bought a batch of weapons at your own expense and gave them to the guerrillas," Mhammad said. ”
A partisan detachment in the north? Osama couldn't help but ask, "Then do you know Mhammad Kamaran?" He led the guerrillas and attacked the air base in Jalalabad, blowing up more than a dozen hinds, and I came to Jalalabad this time to meet him. ”
Mhammad touched his nose: "I am Mhammad, I didn't expect me to be so famous." ”
Osama looked at Muhammad's hand in surprise: "You just came in in handcuffs. ”
In Mhammad's hand, there was an extra paper clip, which had just come from the side when the interrogation had come out, and now, he straightened the paper clip and untied the handcuffs in the middle of talking to Osama.
"Be quiet." Mhammad said.
Osama watched in amazement as Mhammad continued to poke the shackles underneath with a paper clip, stabbing them a dozen times, and the shackles burst open with a thud.
"Come on, it's your turn." Mhammad said.
This Osama was even more uncomfortable, his handcuffs and leg shackles were wrapped together, so he could only keep this position all the time, and his whole body was already sore.
With a few stabs on the paperclip, Osama let out the handcuffs, and Osama breathed a sigh of relief and moved his wrist.
Then, Mhammad continued to stab him in the shackles, and after a little more tossing, Osama was finally freed.
There was a sound of movement outside the door, and a prison guard, through the window of the iron gate, glanced at the two of them against the wall, and left.
Everyone misses sometimes, and now, Mhammad has been caught tragically, and he knows that he only has this one chance.
Relying on those secrets, he temporarily bluffed the Soviets, and when the Soviets confirmed the information, he would definitely interrogate himself again, and besides, he killed so many Soviets and wanted to get out alive, it was delusional, even if he told all the secrets, it was still the result of shooting in the end.
Now is the only chance, jailbreak!
Mhammad looked at the prison again, this was the old Jalalabad prison, the walls were made of bricks, not very strong, if he had given enough time, he could have carved a hole in the wall, but now, there is not enough time.
There is an iron gate in front of it, leaving only a small opening for delivering food, unless the prison guards come over and open the door for themselves, otherwise they can't get out at all.
In addition to these, only the back wall remains, at the top of the wall, there is an iron window made of steel bars inserted into the bricks, that is, the size of a vent, the prison is airtight, and it often happens that prisoners are suffocated and suffocated in the prison.
It seems that he can only find a way from this vent, Mhammad took the shackles, and wrapped the iron chain of the shackles around the steel bars next to the vents, and the thick steel bars could not be broken at all.
After the iron chain was entangled, Muhammad stuffed the handcuffs between the iron chains, and began to use the handcuffs as levers, twisting the iron chains vigorously, and the iron chains were gradually tightened, and the two steel bars made a soft sound and gradually bent.
The handcuffs are not easy to use, if there is a crowbar, it is the most suitable, Mhammad's hand hurts, this is his only chance to escape, he cannot give up.
When the iron chain is tightened, two steel bars will be pulled, the distance between the steel bars will gradually become smaller, and they will be bent, and then, one steel bar will slowly loosen, and then loosen, and finally, it will be pulled out of the brick crack!
Mhammad took the rebar, and a hole had already appeared in the window of the cell, and he did the same, removing three rebars, and although the hole was small, it was enough for a man to climb out.
"Osama, quick, you go out first." Mhammad said to Osama.
"You go first!" At this time, Osama was very righteous.
"Okay." Mhammad did not shirk again, at this time, it is more dangerous to go out first, after all, there are Soviets everywhere outside.
Mhammad's head went out first, unless it was a big fat man, otherwise, as long as his head went out, his body would definitely be able to go out with him.
Mhammad flipped twice at the mouth of the cave and slowly climbed out of it, this was the second floor, he reached out to the sewer pipe, and slowly climbed down.
At this time, it was dusk, and there was still half an hour before dark.
As Mhammad came out, Osama climbed out with him, and when he saw that there were still a few meters below, he couldn't help but froze.
With his legs on the ground, Mhammad looked up at Osama above and kept waving to him, instructing him to come down immediately.
Osama, on the other hand, made the same move, constantly waving to Mhammad.
What's going on? Mhammad looked behind him and saw two Soviet soldiers suddenly appear in the corner.
AK-74 was carried behind his body, and the two men were very wary, and they lazily came to the corner, and followed, about to unbutton their pants.
There is only one toilet in the prison, which is far away, so the soldiers guarding the prison are almost customary and run to the back of the prison to make a fuss.
In addition to the void, there are also some yellow and white things, and many people, even the large one, are solved here.
The two of them unbuttoned their pants and were about to pull out something from their crotch, when suddenly a Soviet soldier looked up and saw Mhammad, who had nowhere to hide.
Suddenly, he was shocked: "What are you doing?" ”
When I let go of my pants with both hands, I wanted to take out the gun from behind, but just as I let go of my hands, my pants fell, and a cool breeze blew, and my crotch was cold.
Mhammad didn't even think about it, at this time, he had to fight!
In his hand, Mhammad was still holding a steel bar, which he had just taken out when he had opened the prison window, and now, Mhammad took this steel bar and stabbed it straight through.
With a sharp whistling, the steel bars thrust into the chest of the Soviet soldier who was reopening his trousers, and he screamed and threw his head backwards.
Mhammad took out the bayonet from this guy's belt.
Another Soviet soldier, when Mhammad struck to kill his companion, had already lifted his pants, took a step back, quickly unloaded his gun from behind, and just as he was about to pull the bolt, a special thing flew over.
Disgusting! Defecate! The Soviet soldier subconsciously tilted his head back, but still did not dodge, snapped, something with a special smell, confused his face, and his eyes could not be opened.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mhammad swung the bayonet over, and the bayonet slashed the man's trachea horizontally, and then cut the major neck artery on the side.
Blood splattered on Mhammad's body, Mhammad put away his knife, and at the moment when the other party let go and covered his neck, Mhammad pulled the AK-74 rifle over.
"Quick!" With his bayonet at his waist, Mhammad quickly untied the Soviet soldier's bullet pouch with one hand and carried it to himself while shouting to Osama in the back......
Just now, Osama was also very desperate, jumping directly from the second floor, picking up something on the ground, originally thought it was half a brick, but who knew that it was a stool that had not completely dried, and threw this thing over, but it had a better effect.
Osama rushed over, bent down, and snatched the AK-74 rifle from the hands of another Soviet soldier who was still conscious, trembling and coughing up blood from his mouth.
Osama also carried the bullet bag, Osama's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he was very satisfied to be able to fight with Mhammad.