Chapter 46 Chaos

"Lebed!" Seryozha looked at the tragic scene in front of him, regardless of the rumbling tinnitus in his ears and the severe pain caused by the impact of the debris from the explosion. Seryozha rushed into the building that had been bombed beyond recognition.

Not only Sergey Sha, everyone had comrades buried in it, and many people rushed in to rescue their comrades regardless of their safety. Not long after, cries for help came out one after another. Seryozha threw the gun aside, and kept turning over bricks and rubble with both hands.

Suddenly Seryozha's feet were caught, and Seryozha hurriedly turned to check, and he found that a hand protruding from a crack in the brick had grabbed him. He quickly turned around to dig the guy who was buried below. After a while Lebed's familiar face appeared before Seryozha's eyes.

"Don't~~ leave me alone! Go and build a defense line to prevent the enemy from rushing over! Now you will take command instead of me." Lebed said to Sergesha seriously.

Seryozha held Lebed's hand tightly, and agreed after a little consideration. He shouted loudly without looking back: "Boris, Yuri, take care of the battalion commander for me!" Then he turned and left.

As soon as Seryozha walked out of the ruins, he shouted to the surroundings: "Everyone pay attention, I am in charge of command here now. Quickly occupy the surrounding buildings. Stop the enemy from advancing. I repeat, everyone pay attention, now Here I am in command. Quickly occupy the surrounding buildings. Prevent the enemy from advancing!"

Seryozha's hoarse voice seemed to reassure these soldiers running around like headless flies, and everyone obeyed Seryozha's order involuntarily. The destroyed command system began to be restored. The soldiers, led by their officers who usually get along day and night, quickly occupied several residential houses. They boarded the roofs of the Afghans and began to shoot at the enemy.

In the situation room of the 103rd Airborne Division, Grachev already knew the tragic experience of the front troops. Two MiG helicopters were shot down, and the troops involved in the capture of Hafizola were surrounded by the enemy. Grachev already understood what was going on. Grachev was looking at the heads of Hafizola, and Hafizola was looking at the heads of all the soldiers Grachev sent. For this game, Hafizollah would rather be the bait for Grachev to take the bait.

The situation at the scene was out of control, and Grachev had to rescue them. But the enemy got heat-seeking missiles from nowhere, and shot down two MiGs in less than ten minutes. what to do? Grachev asked in his heart, what should we do?

"What to do, Grachev? Think about it quickly, what can we do now? If we wait any longer, our people will be eaten alive by Hafizola?" Semyon, the commander of the 103rd Airborne Division, kept asking anxiously. Grachev.

"Send ground troops! Armored vehicles! Call the army! We need their help, let them rush in with armored vehicles and rescue our people!" Grachev has no idea now, he just thinks Say what.

Xie Miao couldn't care about his face at this time, he ran to the phone and anxiously called the commander of the Kabul theater. Semyon's call not only reached the Kabul Theater Command, but also reached the Afghan Ministry of Defense. In less than half an hour, all the high-level troops in Kabul City learned the news. The capture of Hafizola failed, and hundreds of Soviet soldiers were trapped in Paghman.

The Kabul Theater Command did not dare to neglect. Not long after hanging up the phone, a group of tanks and armored troops quickly rushed to the Paghman area. Subsequently, the Afghan government forces also dispatched their own troops. The troops of Kabul City began to approach the Paghman area in large numbers.

All the movements of the Soviet army could not be concealed from Hafizola. He had long thought that the Soviets would react in this way. It doesn't matter, this is exactly what Hafizola wanted. Hafizolah would never have dared to do this a month ago, but it is different now. He has won the trust of Tajiks and Khazais with his sincerity. Hafizollah of the strength of the three tribes fears no one now,

He just wants to head-on with the Soviets.

The armored forces soon moved into Pagman, and the shells from the tanks announced the arrival of the King of Land Wars. There was hardly any resistance, and the armored troops of the Soviet army drove into the streets of the ancient city of Paghman without any effort. There was no one on the street, and everything was quiet. As the armored forces continued to penetrate, the Soviets began to encounter small groups of enemy resistance. Bullets rained down on the tanks and armored vehicles, but these could not pose any threat to the armored forces at all.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Several RPGs hit the tank's body in succession, and the frequency became faster and faster. From the observation mirror, the commander saw the battlers in the distant buildings who were aiming at them with RPGs.

"Adjust the height of the turret and launch!" Under the command of the commander, the shells of the tank flew out, and there was an explosion sound immediately ahead.

"Damn it! Why can't it be higher after hitting the foot of the mountain?" The shells that flew out did not hit the building, but hit the rock below the building. The driver opened his mouth angrily and cursed.

"Commander, it's already the maximum elevation angle!" Our shells can't hit this high. "The gunner in the car replied helplessly.

Soon more and more armored vehicles discovered that they could not play any role here except as live targets. The ancient city of Paghman is guarded in the northwest of Kabul. Since the day the city was built, it has been designed as a combat fortress. The armored units separated by the narrow roads in the city soon encountered close-range fire from the enemy. In tight spaces, tanks cannot turn around, and mujahideen with RPGs can almost fire rockets at armored vehicles at a distance of fifty meters. After a while, armored vehicles of the Soviet army and the Afghan government army were destroyed one after another.

What's more terrible is that as a large number of troops left the city of Kabul, the fighters who had been hiding in the city for a long time also started to act. There were explosions in the city one after another, and the TV station, radio station, and police station were the first to be among them. The situation gradually began to get a little out of control.

In the hospital of the 103rd Airborne Division, more and more wounded Soviet soldiers and Afghans were being sent here. Eva could no longer care about Karim who came to the hospital every day to accompany him. At this moment, her hands were covered with blood, and she was stopping the bleeding of a Soviet soldier who was hit by a car bomb, while his comrades stood by and cried helplessly.

"Why hasn't a doctor come to see him yet? He's dying!" the Soviet soldier looked at his comrade, who was convulsed by excessive blood loss, and asked angrily. But there are too many injured people, and there are simply not enough doctors.

It was too late, Eva seemed to have made up her mind, and said to Karim and the injured comrades: "I can't wait any longer, it seems that I can only perform the operation, you hold him down for me!"

"How do you know how to operate? You're just a nurse?" Karim asked suspiciously.

Eva didn't answer, and she quickly acted like a doctor, performing surgery on the patient, from disinfection, to cutting, to finding the bleeding, to suturing the blood vessels. Her performance is simply better than the doctor. Karim was not frightened by the bloody scene of the operation at all, and a big question arose in her heart? How did Eva have such good medical skills? Who is she?