Chapter 31 Ambush

"How did you escape?" Seryozha looked at Eva who was bandaging him, and asked suspiciously.

"I ran into a store while they weren't paying attention, and ran away while there were too many people!" Eva looked into Seryozha's eyes and said with a smile.

"You are really lucky, otherwise I don't know what to do! I will never dare to take you out again, it's too dangerous!" Xie Liaosha sighed with lingering fear.

"Take the anti-inflammatory medicine first! To save the infection." Karim walked over with a glass of water at this time and said to Seryozha.

After working hard for a long time, Eva finally took care of Seryozha's injured hand. While packing up the potion, scissors and gauze, she asked, "Do you want to stay?"

"No... that's not right!" Sergey said with some embarrassment.

"What are you thinking? The bed is mine and Karim's, and the sofa is yours!" Eva stood together with Karim in his arms, and the two said with smiles.

"Oh!" Seryozha really thought wrongly.

. . .

After the long transport team passed through the long cave, they finally saw the boundary marker of Kabul Province. Andre, who was sitting in the car at the front of the convoy, let out a sigh of relief, it was simply not easy. It will be less than 50 kilometers before entering the city of Kabul, and it will be safe to enter the city.

It was not without reason that Andre was frightened along the way. This time, the supplies for the front-line troops were transported, mainly food and clothing, as well as some weapons and ammunition. Departing from the border city of Tezmer in the Soviet Union, all the way through the mountains in northern Afghanistan, most of them are the sites of guerrillas, and it is also the only way for the Soviet army's transport team. Five out of ten transports can arrive safely. Destination is fine. There is no railway in Afghanistan, and all transportation depends on airplanes and roads. However, the cost of air transportation is much higher than that of road transportation. The cost of air transporting a bullet from the Soviet Union to Kabul is astonishing. Can not afford.

But Andre was too happy too early. On the hills on both sides of the road, Hafizola Qasim Wardak and Gamal Abdul Jalal were watching closely through the telescope. With this long transport team. Since Hafizollah was saved by Jalal from a grenade that was about to explode, Hafizollah has trusted Jalal even more. The guerrillas live under the threat of the enemy every day, and Hafizollah must train a successor for himself, so that if he encounters an unexpected event, his team will not be leaderless. However, Hafizola has no children, and his younger brother who was originally trained as a successor left him one step ahead. At this time, the appearance of Jalal made Hafizola see a new candidate.

"General, can we really win this war only by relying on guerrilla tactics?" Jalal asked suspiciously.

Hafizollah was not at all surprised that Jalal, who had always been skeptical of guerrilla warfare, was asking such a question, even though the world already had many successful examples. Jalal has lived in the United States since he was a child, and went to an American military academy, and guerrilla warfare is the patent of the weak. As the world's most powerful country, the Americans will not think from the perspective of the weak.

Hafizollah stared at Jalal, and said kindly: "Jalal, in our country, the Afghans have no way to win through a frontal war. Facing the behemoth of the Soviet Union, we can only give it a little bit. Bleed until it can't take it anymore."

Hafizollah picked up the binoculars to observe the enemy's situation again. After the last car left the cave, Hafizollah immediately gave the order to attack.

"Boom!" A violent explosion blew up the front car of the convoy, and then the last car also exploded. The long convoy was immediately blocked in place. The guerrillas who had been ambushing in the valley for a long time began to attack.

Hafizollah concentrates all RPGs to attack the armored personnel carriers of the escort convoy,

For a while, there was a lot of gunfire. Although it is not far from Kabul, it still takes time for the Soviet army to come to the rescue. So Hafizollah had to settle the battle here thoroughly before the Soviets arrived for reinforcements. This is not the first time his guerrillas have fought this kind of battle, and they have already formed their own set of offensive routines.

Without Hafizollah needing to worry too much, the battle was over quickly, and the supplies delivered to the Soviets were now the spoils of war for the Afghans. The guerrillas rushed to the road to clean up the battlefield, and Hafizollah also got up and left the position. Jalal followed Hafizollah, and his heart was also full of joy at this moment. Who doesn't like the taste of victory, especially the victory achieved with almost no casualties.

"Jalal, see it! We are invincible in this kind of battle. No matter how strong the Soviets are, they can't bear the long-term consumption. The victory must belong to us." Hafizola proudly said to Jalal Said.

Just as Jalal was about to answer, he suddenly saw a few guerrillas smoking on the side of the road, and walked over angrily. Hafizollah noticed the change in Jalal and couldn't help but shook his head.

"How can you smoke? How can you smoke as an MSL?" Jalal severely criticized them.

"But there is no such thing as prohibiting smoking in the scriptures!" A young and energetic guerrilla argued.

"Any act of harming one's own body is disrespectful to the Lord!" Jalal said righteously.

At this moment, Hafizollah also came over and said to those smoking guys: "Why are you so idle, hurry up and move things, we have to clean up the battlefield before the Soviets come, hurry up!"

Hafizollah chased away the smoking guerrillas, grabbed Jalal, and said to him: "Forget it! Don't push people too hard. We live under the hail of bullets every day. Let them relax!"

"But the scriptures say..."

"Let's go back and talk about it, now is not the time!" Hafizola found an excuse to stop Jalal's tirade. When it comes to the understanding of scriptures, Hafizola is not Jalal's opponent. This Jalal is good at everything, but sometimes he is too dogmatic. Although the main personnel of the guerrillas led by Hafizollah came from Paghman’s MSL, several leaders of the guerrillas were formerly members of the People’s Democratic Party of Afghanistan. Everyone grew up following Amin, and Amin himself He is a socialist atheist, and so is Hafizollah's attitude towards religion. But in Afghanistan, a YSL country, atheism is a big problem that violates public order and good customs. Hafizollah dare not disclose his true thoughts.

Hafizollah looked at Jalal's leaving figure and sighed deeply. He didn't expect Americans to be so devout.