Those guerrillas do not abide by the so-called Geneva Conventions at all, and the two boxers who are red-eyed sometimes forget the screams of the referees around them.

It is very possible to go to the partisans to negotiate and become martyrs, but in order to get those Soviets back, there must be someone to negotiate.

Who to send? Almost all eyes were on Nikopuding.

"I can't go, I've become a traitor, and if I go back, I'll be skinned by them." Nikopudding hurriedly said.

"We need to find someone who knows the other side to negotiate, Mr. Nicopuding, we need your cooperation." Dorofiev said: "If you have completed this matter, perhaps, the government will appoint you to a position above the rank of division commander in the government army." ”

Then I can't go either! Nikopuding's heart was crying, but he knew that he had no other choice, he had to go, and if he didn't go, maybe these Soviets would turn their faces and shoot themselves first.

I knew that I wouldn't mention such a building! Nikopudding's heart was very regretful.

"Okay, I'll go then." Nikopudding succumbed.

"Thank you for your contribution to our Soviet medical staff, including this female doctor, be sure to keep her safe!" Dorofeev said, pulling out a photograph of a beautiful young girl.

"Who is she?" Nikopudin asked.

"Yelena." Dorofeev didn't say much: "We are here waiting for you to return smoothly, Your Excellency. ”

Minister? Teachers? Maybe it's gone, Nikopudding smiled bitterly in his heart, and walked slowly outside with two steps.

…………

There were guerrillas all around, and several guerrillas could be seen. Already looking at her towering chest several times with that characteristic gaze, Elena cursed in her heart, and at the same time, her mind was spinning rapidly.

These so-called guerrillas are all murderous guys who don't blink. What can happen if it falls into their hands? Perhaps, in the next moment, he will be given by these guerrillas...

What to do? I have been wearing a mask on my face, and if I take off the mask and let the other party see my face, they will definitely hug me uncontrollably, I really didn't expect that I would fall into the hands of these barbarians!

"Ahh A voice came from the roof of a nearby house, and a partisan stepped into the air and fell off the roof.

The crisp sound of "click...", made everyone's ears soft, and they saw that the companion's foot had reached the back, and the leg was broken.

"Morroco!" One person recognized it, and it was a member of his own guerrilla team!

For a better observation of the enemy. Ready to attack, the partisans walked on the roofs. The low houses here are almost all connected, and it is very easy to walk back and forth, however, this Morrow can accidentally fall down, and. I fell so unfortunate that my leg bone broke.

"What are you going to do?" The guerrillas, who were guarding the paramedics, immediately shouted, and they saw Elena standing up and walking in the direction of Morroko, who had broken her leg.

"Hurry up and find two planks!" Yelena's voice suddenly became loud: "His leg bones are to be fixed immediately, and then he will be sent to the hospital for a cast." If you don't want him to become a cripple in the future. ”

After saying that, she had already come to Moroko and said, "You bear with it." ”

With a force of both hands, she straightened Moroko's leg bone again, pinched it with her hand, and judged the location of the broken bone of Moroko's leg bone.

Mo Roco was so painful that large beads of sweat fell from his forehead, and he endured it all the time, except for a cry when he fell, he didn't say a word for the rest.

Several partisans watched Yelena's movements and did not stop her.

The two planks were quickly found, and Yelena placed them where the bones were broken and tied them with strips of cloth.

"Send him back to the hospital, our dean's bone grafting skills are the highest, and it is best to let him graft his bones." Yelena said.

With that, Elena sat back in her original position and said nothing.

The hapless Morocco was carried away on a stretcher by two men, and Elena quietly observed, and the eyes of the surrounding guerrillas were gone, at least, she was safe now.

"Lord Mhammad!" At this moment, several guerrillas around stood up and greeted a person at the door.

Lord Mhammad? Is that the leader of the rebels? Elena couldn't help but turn her head and look at Mhammad, a tall and wise young man, who was also looking at her.

Watching the Soviets temporarily stop the construction in front, Mhammad walked more than 20 meters behind and came to the courtyard where the Soviets were held, and these prisoners were now the largest capital of Mhammad.

Before he came in, Mhammad saw a guerrilla fighter being carried away, and then he knew that he had fallen from the roof of the house, non-combat attrition, and then looked at the plank on his legs, which was fixed very well, and it looked like a professional had done it, and this question turned out to be done by a Soviet prisoner inside.

This can't help but make Mhammad curious, those Soviets, don't hate the guerrillas to death, right, and will treat the guerrillas?

With this in mind, Mhammad entered the courtyard where Soviet prisoners were temporarily held, and as soon as he entered, he met the eyes of a medical worker.

The other party was still wearing a mask, but there was a deep gaze projected in those eyes, quiet and charming, big eyes, long eyelashes, and it was almost possible to guess that under the mask, there should be a beautiful face.

The stature is also very tall and bumpy.

"You just helped our partisans fix their thigh bones?" Mhammad asked.

"In my eyes, there are only patients." "I saw his thigh injury and knew he needed treatment," Elena said. ”

There are many things that transcend national borders, such as thoughts... This sentence is bullshit! Mhammad didn't believe that the other party really only had patients in his eyes.

"I came here for only one purpose, to cure the sick and save people, which is the glorious mission of the angels in white." Elena continued.

"Huh." Instead, Mhammad laughed: "So, you Soviets are here with a great purpose for peace?" ”

"You're right." "There is a rebellion in Afghanistan, and as a friendly neighbor, we have an obligation to help Afghanistan maintain normal order, and our great Soviet Union came here with the purpose of peace to help Afghanistan tide over the difficulties, but unfortunately, there are some people who do not understand," Elena said. ”

"Every robber will find a high-sounding excuse." "If there is a rebellion in Moscow, we Afghans, too, should appear there and help you maintain order in the Kremlin?" Even your next generation of tsars should come to power under our protection? ”

"It is not permissible to insult our great Motherland! We are the Great Soviets, not the Reich! Elena said.

"Your barbaric invasion of our country is no worse than that of Tsarist Russia." "So, please put away your remarks, we don't welcome the Soviets because you are aggressors!" ”

"Nope! We came with peace in mind, and we have treated so many Afghans in our hospitals! ”

"They are all obedient to you." "Why haven't I seen you go deep into the mountains of Afghanistan to treat those who really need it?" Mhammad said. Even if they are seriously ill, they can only rely on local methods for treatment, and they don't even have a painkiller injection! ”

"I'm willing to go!" "Health care knows no borders. ”

"Really?" Mhammad stared at each other's eyes, wondering if this woman had really been brainwashed by the Soviet top brass and came to Afghanistan with a great friendship.

"Report, we've got a guest." Just then, a voice rang out behind Mhammad, who turned his head and saw Fahim gritting his teeth.

"Who?" Mhammad asked.

"Niko Pudding!" "He said he was here to negotiate, to negotiate with us on behalf of the Soviets," Fahim said. ”

Nikopuding, this traitor! Still dare to come? Mhammad looked at Fahim's expression as if he wanted to eat nico pudding.

"Bring him here." Mhammad said.

Nikopuding's left eye turned into a dark circle, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and his posture when he walked was not right, limping, obviously, as soon as he fell into his own hands, he was beaten severely, and it was good enough that he was not killed.

"Let's go!" Seeing that Nikopuding was walking slowly, one of the partisans behind slammed the butt of his gun on Nikopuding's back, and Nikopuding was smashed and ran a few steps forward and staggered.

Among the people who escorted him, Massoud has been suppressing his impulse, he can't wait to kill this nico pudding now, if there is no nico pudding, there will be no current predicament, even if he gets out of the predicament, the strength of the guerrillas has lost most of it!

"Your Excellency Mhammad, I am here on behalf of the 108th Division of the 40th Army of the Soviet Afghan Garrison, and at the same time, I am now the Minister of Foreign Affairs of Afghanistan." Nikopudin said: "I lodge a strict protest with you, you guerrillas have just inflicted a lot of personal harm on me!" ”

Looking at Nikopuding's virtue, it was the same as when he first met Nikopuding, when he was going to represent the Alliance, he was so high, and now, he is the Minister of Foreign Affairs. Hmph, Minister of Foreign Affairs, in the eyes of Lao Tzu, it's a hanging!

"Beat me up! Just breathe in! Mhammad's voice was calm. (To be continued......)