Chapter 52 The New Leader

When Harazofi's cronies rushed into the room, everything inside had been destroyed, the walls and carpets were scorched black, and there were only two humanoid corpses inside, and one was completely blown up. Broken. Hafizollah's body was knocked against the wall, with a big hole in his chest, and it was obvious from a glance that he could not be saved. Everyone rushed into the house and solemnly carried Hafizollah's body out. Who would have thought that this hero who just led the Paghmans to defeat the mighty Soviet army was waiting for him to lead the Afghan people While continuing to fight the Soviets, he was killed by two despicable killers.

Almost every member of Pagman's Armed Forces couldn't believe that this was true, even Karim couldn't believe it, but the facts were in front of him and he couldn't help but not believe it. Angry and sad crowds came from all directions. An Afghan national flag covered Hafizollah's body. People rushed to the streets. Hafizollah's body was held high above their heads by the people who loved him. Passing his body forward, flowers flew from all directions and landed on Hafizola's body. Everyone used this method to express their respect for Hafizola. Suddenly someone in the crowd took the lead in shouting neat slogans.

"Allahu Akbar!"

"Allahu Akbar!"

The slogans became more and more orderly. Even people who didn't understand could smell a trace of uneasiness. The orderly shouts reached Sergei Sha's ears. After so many years in Afghanistan, even if he didn't know Pashto, Sergei could understand The meaning of this sentence - Allah is supreme, this is not only a compliment, but also the slogan of the S war. Not only Seryozha, Lebed, almost everyone in Anton squeezed to the window of the plane, watching the situation outside.

The crowd is not marching aimlessly, but is purposely coming towards the An-22 transport plane where the Soviets were imprisoned. Almost all Paghmans believe that the Soviets killed Hafizola, and no one at all Concerned that the assassins were actually Arabs. The distance between the crowd and the plane was getting closer and closer, and Yousuf did not dare to neglect. The plane and the prisoners of war on it were important bargaining chips for the guerrillas, and they were not used to vent the anger of the common people. Yusuf led the guerrillas to build a human wall outside the plane, preventing the crowd from moving forward. The people who didn't know the truth quickly became dissatisfied with the guerrillas who protected the Soviets. The few people standing in front were crying, pointing at the guerrillas and yelling at them, even picking up stones on the ground and throwing them at the plane. . Yousuf couldn't help but sighed, Harazofi, if you are alive, come and stop these deceived guys.

Just when the conflict was inevitable, someone bravely stood on the wing of the plane with a loudspeaker and braved the flying stones, and his voice spread to the crowd through the loudspeaker.

"We will not spare any enemy. The blood debt must be paid with blood. Only the blood of the enemy can calm the anger in our hearts!" The person who spoke was Jalal, who raised his fist high, like General oath. Cheers came from the crowd immediately. Everyone couldn't help calling Jalal's name. As the successor trained by Harazofi, Jalal, who has become the second person in Pagman's essence, is not unknown in the Pagman countryside. On the contrary, the young And the handsome Jalal is more popular with Paghman youths.

"But are we going to kill them now? No, there is no such cheap thing in the world. I want more Soviets to know our strength. I want more Soviets to feel our anger. I want Let all the Soviets know how we treat our enemies. So I will save them now, I will let them die on a bigger stage, I will judge these disgusting heretics in front of the whole world, I want to execute these Soviets in the name of ZZ, I want Paghman, and turn Afghanistan into a real QZ land.” Jalal’s series of highly provocative speeches raised everyone’s passion to the extreme,

Everyone was convinced of Jalal, and some people in the crowd began to shout Jalal's name, and then more people began to respond, and in the end almost everyone shouted Jalal's name excitedly.

"Jalal!"

"Jalal!"

Standing on the plane, Jalal felt the cheers from the crowd, and he felt a sense of pride in his heart. He felt that his soul seemed to have been blessed by God at this moment, and he no longer had to hide in Hafi Zola Behind him, he silently went through life and death for him, and now he finally tasted the taste of the pinnacle of power.

Seryozha stood by the window of the plane and watched Jalal's performance. The mood of the crowd was completely manipulated by a young man. Although Seryozha didn't know what Jalal said, he knew that the young man didn't He didn't plead for them, I'm afraid there will be a worse situation waiting for him later.

Standing beside Yusuf, Karim couldn't help but sweat deeply for Seryozha. What this young man said was not as enlightened as Hafizollah's, it was completely like a religious trial style. Her heart is very confused, this feeling is just like before her father died, is she going to lose her loved one again? Karim felt that she had to get out of here quickly, to go to Seryozha quickly, and to rescue Seryozha before things got worse.

The masses, whose relationship with the guerrillas began to ease, finally handed over Harazofi's body. Yusuf, Jalal, and several other high-level guerrillas came to the body, and they wrapped the white cloth Hafizollah's body was carried on the shoulders, and they were going to help Hafizollah's spirit. The guerrillas in front stood neatly on both sides of the road and saluted Hafizollah's body. The crowd behind silently followed Hafizollah's body. Everyone started heading up the mountain.

Feeling the weight of Hafizola on his shoulders, Yousuf gradually calmed down, and his brain finally began to function normally. Hafizollah’s assassination revealed strange things everywhere. First of all, Yusuf felt that something was wrong when the assassin came from the Arab world. If the assassin was a Tajik or a Turkmen, then everything would make sense. I heard that the introduction and arrangement The two reporters belonged to Jalal, and Yusuf couldn't help but glance at Jalal. Although Yousuf had some doubts, the current Jalal was beyond Yusuf's ability to move. Yousuf couldn't help but feel sorry for his old friend in his heart. Who is the murderer?

The Soviet prisoners of war who were hiding in the plane returned to their original place in silence. The plane was surprisingly quiet, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing. Everyone has a look of despair, as if they have been sentenced to death. "Perhaps we should find a chance to escape from here!" Seryozha said suddenly. Everyone on the plane heard it, and they all looked at Sergey Sha, Sergey then said: "Don't you all want to try it? Do we have other options?" Sha Wen was speechless.