Dominate South Asia

"Boom." The 23mm shells easily tore off the flank of the doe, and the airflow caused the doe to shake. Fortunately, the short wing had been broken, and the rockets and anti-tank missiles hanging below fell with the broken short wing without exploding. If those ammunition exploded, the helicopter would be destroyed immediately.

The Shilehe helicopters had already fired at the maximum range, injuring the doe, but the doe was still flying unsteadily, flying towards the mountains in the north.

There was a puff of smoke on the top of the doe. The short wing had just been broken, and the flying shrapnel hit the engine on the top. Although the engine was still working, it was already in a state of being ready to shut down at any time.

Damn Shilehe! When Muhammad saw that thing, he knew it would be the biggest threat to the guerrillas. Now, the first encounter gave him a warning.

Muhammad tried his best to operate the helicopter, completely ignoring the flashing red lights on the dashboard in front of him. He couldn't care less about what those red lights meant and how to operate them. He had no idea.

Just after flying into the mountains, the roar of the engine above his head disappeared. The two engines stopped working at the same time. The huge helicopter immediately rotated and fell down.

The guerrillas in the rear cabin held the side armrests tightly, shouting in their hearts, Allah bless you!

Muhammad tried his best to operate the helicopter. He was making his last effort. Seeing the mountains below approaching quickly, big drops of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Boom!" There was a roar on the other side of the mountain, and then thick smoke came out.

The hatch in front of Shile River opened, and a tall Soviet man came out from it. He looked at the thick smoke rising in the distance with sarcasm in his eyes.

Humph, it's a miracle that an Afghan guerrilla can actually drive a helicopter. Unfortunately, he doesn't know how to dodge. If it were a Soviet pilot, he would have made evasive moves long ago.

"Go forward and find the wreckage of the helicopter." He held the radio and gave orders to his tanks.

The rising sun shone on the mountains of Afghanistan. The air was filled with the smell of sunlight mixed with soil. Soon, as the sun rose, the earth became dry again.

A team of people wearing Afghan government army uniforms walked on the goat path in the mountains. Each of their faces was blackened by smoke and their bodies were in a mess. Although they were exhausted, they still insisted on walking.

In the team, two people had no breath and were carried away to be buried deep in the mountains.

After crossing the mountains and the canyons, Muhammad was sure that the Soviets would not catch up, so he relaxed: "Rest where you are."

Hearing Muhammad's order, the guerrillas immediately fell to the ground, lying on the rough stones, feeling the sun's scorching heat, and closed their eyes. They were all exhausted.

Mhammad looked at the bodies of the two guerrillas who could no longer speak. It was a blessing to be able to bring most of the people out when the crash just now. The two dead were when the helicopter was hit, and the shrapnel flew into the crew cabin and hit their arteries. When the blood spurted out, no one could save them. They died in just a few minutes.

The Afghan guerrillas made great sacrifices to drive away the Soviet invaders, far exceeding the casualties of the Soviets by several times.

And in these battles, under the leadership of Muhammad, they killed enough Soviets. In the cruel words, killing one is enough, killing two is another profit.

No one blamed Muhammad. On the contrary, they all admired Muhammad. Under Muhammad's leadership, they attacked the Soviet helicopter base and blew up all the helicopters. Especially when they returned by helicopter and blew up the remaining helicopters, and the people on the ground were shot by machine guns and fled with their heads in their arms, it was completely worth it even if they all died at that time.

Seeing Muhammad in a daze, Khwaja sat down next to him, silently lit a cigarette and took a puff.

"They are not dead. They fought bravely. Their souls will go to heaven. May Allah bless them." Khwaja said, "Your Excellency the instructor, your command is perfect. You are the leader of our Pashtun people sent by Allah."

Mhammad looked at the sky and said, "Our battle this time was very successful. We achieved our expected goal and killed the Soviet helicopter. However, the Soviets have a huge defense industry. Soon, new helicopters will arrive. Moreover, they will find that the four-barrel self-propelled anti-aircraft gun is the most advantageous weapon against us. In the next period of time, the Soviets will strangle us more cruelly."

It is only 1981. The overall situation in Afghanistan is still favorable to the Soviet Union. The Soviets thought that they would quickly quell the rebellion of the Afghan guerrillas and completely control the situation in Afghanistan. The Soviet Union obtained a passage to the south to the Indian Ocean, and from time to time, they would provoke some battles with Pakistan to suppress the arrogance of the Americans.

The Soviet Union is a huge polar bear. They are determined to win Afghanistan. But they don't know that the Afghan war is a powerful catalyst for the disintegration of the Soviet Union.

After Muhammad finished speaking, he lowered his head and saw that all the guerrillas had sat up and were looking at him with eager eyes. In an instant, Muhammad knew that he was wrong.

I am their instructor, and now, in their eyes, I am like a god of war who will never lose a battle. Now, if I say these discouraging words, it will obviously hit them and shake their morale.

Muhammad couldn't help but despise himself in his heart. What's wrong? How come he even forgot how to do political and ideological work?

"However, I believe that the final victory will still belong to us. History has proved that invaders are doomed to fail. We are now experiencing a hard war of resistance. Our strength will grow day by day, and the Soviets will not be able to withstand the constant death and consumption. God bless us, we will definitely defeat the Soviet invaders."

As Muhammad spoke, the eyes of these guerrillas gradually brightened. His words were very inspiring.

"Of course, we will also make sacrifices, even great sacrifices. Many of us may not see the moment when the Soviets are driven out, but our sacrifice will not be in vain. It is because of our heroic dedication that we have regained the independence and autonomy of Afghanistan. Afghanistan will eventually become strong. We are not slaves of the Soviets!"

"Yes, we will definitely drive out the invaders!" said Khwaja.

"We will definitely drive out the invaders!" More people shouted, their eyes were firm, and they were not afraid of sacrifice.

"During this period, all the guerrillas will be under the command of Khwaja." Muhammad said: "The Soviets have just suffered a heavy blow. During this period, they should not come to the mountains to sweep again. The main task of the guerrillas is still training, and at the same time summarizing the experience of this battle."

Let him command it? Khwaja looked at Muhammad, not knowing what Muhammad wanted to do.

"I want to go back to Peshawar." Muhammad said, "If we don't have the means to deal with the female deer, we will always be at a disadvantage. I will go back to Peshawar and find someone who can provide us with support. We need portable air defense missiles and anti-tank missiles!"

The war in Afghanistan is not just the business of the Afghan people. In order to help the Afghan people get rid of the Soviet invasion, all Western countries have given strong support. For example, in order to protest the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan, only Eastern European countries participated in the Moscow Olympics in 1980, and all Western countries jointly boycotted. As a result, the Soviets almost won all the gold medals.

Pakistan is in a state of mutual dependence, and has provided the most assistance to Afghanistan. It has even sent instructors like Muhammad to guide the Afghan guerrilla war.

As for weapons, as long as they apply to Western countries and explain the situation of the Afghan guerrillas, Westerners will support them.

Muhammad is very confident about this.

"Instructor, will you come back again?" Hearing Muhammad's words, Khwaja neither objected nor supported. He asked this most fatal question with great concern.

The instructor came to train them. Logically, the instructor was in the rear and would not fight with them at all, let alone take them to bomb the Soviet planes.

Moreover, the instructor must go back after the training. So after the instructor went to Peshawar this time, will he come to Afghanistan again?

"Of course." Muhammad said: "Before the Soviets are driven away, I will always stay in Afghanistan. This is my second home."

At this moment, Muhammad thought of the future. Although the Soviets were driven away, the Afghans did not get a day of peace. The guerrillas defeated the government forces, and then the guerrillas fought and attacked each other. Finally, the rise of the Taliban turned Afghanistan into a country with a combination of politics and religion, like returning to the Middle Ages.

Although Muhammad's future has nothing to do with this place, after traveling here and fighting with the guerrillas here, especially watching them sacrifice by his side, Muhammad knew that he had completely integrated into this place and would fight with them until the Soviets were completely driven away!