Chapter 44: The Killer

Because of the belief that "the liliang of the masses is unlimited...... I was skeptical of this before, but I soon found out that there was such a thing...... It was because we were doing good deeds in the refugee camp that we had Hassan's troops, and so on we had the development of our base, and now our momentum has grown from the original crowd to overcrowding!

So I became more and more convinced of what the instructor said, so I straightened my belt and walked out with Saheid and the two guards.

When I walked out of the base, I saw that it was "a red flag exhibition, a sea of people, and a noisy gong and drum......

Actually, it's not that exaggerated...... But it was about the same, a large crowd of refugees gathered outside the base, mostly scrawny old men and children, and some masked women, and Major Rana and Pakistani soldiers were stopping in front of them to prevent them from approaching...... This is a must, if even refugees can enter our base at will, we are afraid that our base will already be full of guerrillas' parents or relatives or something.

As soon as he saw me come out, Major Lana breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at me: "Battalion Commander Yang, you are finally here...... I don't even know what to do with these people! I'm going to see you anyway......"

After thanking Major Rana for a hard work, I said to the Afghan refugees: "Folks, ......"

I don't know what the Afghans call the people, but what about him...... Anyway, Saheid will translate it with the appropriate words, so I'll just say it.

"Friends!" I continued: "Actually, you don't need to thank us at all, these are what we Chinese soldiers should do...... We oppose the Soviet aggression against Afghanistan and the persecution of you by the Soviet Union. You can rest assured...... We will definitely help you reclaim your homeland. With our joint efforts. You will definitely be able to return to the land where you live, to your own homeland! ”

The Afghan refugees soon erupted in cheers......

At this time, I couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt in my heart...... Because I'm not really that great, ask yourself, if only to help the Afghans...... Neither I nor my men are going to stand here. At the end of the day, we are still paying for our country.

But of course, you can't say that, otherwise it won't have a propaganda effect!

At that moment, I suddenly felt a chill run down my spine...... This time it wasn't because of Weishenme's sixth sense, but because of the presence of two Afghan guerrillas behind him.

This would not have been surprising if there were only two guerrillas, but the problem was that out of the corner of my eye, I saw that they were very skillful in occupying two dangerous positions......

I've been rolling on the battlefield for so long. I have long developed a sensitive ...... This kind of sensitivity is not clear, perhaps it is what we often call "practice makes perfect", just like when reading a book...... If you do too many math problems, then you will see one problem...... Although I have never done this problem before, I can quickly guess which direction to start with or what method to use to solve it.

In the same way, there is often a sense of crisis when there are too many battles...... Wherever you go, if you are in a favorable position by someone else, you will naturally feel uncomfortable and threatened.

That's how I am now...... But I didn't dare to turn around, because I knew that I just had to turn around...... They also realized that they had been recognized, and they immediately took action!

They were killers sent by the Soviet Union...... I thought of this very quickly!

This is an old trick played by the Soviets, just as former Afghan Prime Minister Amin was also assassinated by the Soviets...... When I think about it, I can't help but secretly hate myself for being so careless...... The USSR played this set of precedents earlier, wasn't it? How could I be defenseless!

And it's not difficult for Soviet agents to get involved...... They didn't even have to send the Soviets at all......

Right! If it was the Soviets, it would have fallen, after all, this is Pakistan and not Afghanistan...... If the Soviets had done it in Pakistan, they would have been afraid that it would cause international disputes, and the Soviets would certainly not be so stupid. They would have sent in a couple of Afghan government troops loyal to the Soviet Union...... After all, there are 100,000 government troops in Afghanistan, and it is not too easy to find a few loyal to the Soviet Union.

The benefits of this are undoubtedly numerous...... One is that it's easier to sneak into our base...... The same Afghans. Moreover, there are many members of the Afghan government army at our base, so two more Afghan government army members will not attract the attention of others at all, and no one will suspect them. Another, more important, of course, is that it can help the Soviet Union to disassociate itself.

So what are they waiting for?

I noticed that they had an Ak47 in their hands...... And we're basically all turning our backs to both of them, including the Pakistani soldiers!

Therefore, at this time, if they suddenly attack, they are afraid that the success rate is very high.

But I don't dare to think any further...... Because I know that the only one who can save me at this time is myself, and those two guys are afraid that they are already staring at me all the time, and as soon as they see something wrong, they will immediately raise their guns against me......

Draw a gun and shoot?

Obviously no...... Not to mention that the pistol on my waist is much worse than theirs, and there is a movement of pulling out the gun and turning around...... Even if I was fast enough to knock one of them down, the AK47 in the other guy's hand would beat me into a sieve!

Do you go back quietly?

Of course not...... They seized this opportunity and certainly won't let me go easily!

So what now? It's not to go, it's not to go......

The next second, I pretended to be amiable and walked into the refugee pile while giving a chest salute to the refugees...... Obviously, the only way to save my life in this situation was to use the refugees, and I took the opportunity to pull the snap button on the holster as I walked into the refugee pile.

I secretly apologized to the refugees in my heart...... I didn't want to do it, but the situation forced me to!

The two killers apparently didn't expect me to do this, and they had lost their chance by the time I walked into the refugee pile...... The AK47, while penetrating, is not yet strong enough to penetrate hordes of refugees.

At this moment, I glanced back at the two slightly panicked killers, only to find that one of the refugees also had a pair of vicious eyes staring at me and approaching me...... So I knew what they were waiting for, those two killers were just minions, the real killers were actually hiding among the refugees, and I almost fooled them! (To be continued......)