Soviet Godfather

"Want to hear the truth?" Lebed was surprised by Seryozha's sudden arrival. The two had only met once, and there was no friendship at all. It never occurred to him that Seryozha, who was in trouble, would come to him instead of the more powerful Grachev. But there is one thing Lebed understands, that is, he, the airborne battalion commander, has no connections or foundation here at all. His company commanders and platoon leaders are all veterans of the 354th Airborne Regiment. It is simply impossible to be submissive under one's own hands. So Seryozha's initiative to show his favor to him is very valuable to Lebed now.

"Please tell me frankly, I know what level I am!" Seryozha said the truth, and now he deeply understands the saying that the airborne troops are high-tech troops. It's really not something that Seryozha can control. You must know that a person like Lebed first studied at the Ryazan Airborne Command Academy for three years, then entered the Frunze Military Academy for four years, and after graduation, he spent another five years in the army before becoming a member of the military. He has reached the position of battalion commander, and this can be regarded as a rocket promotion, so it can be seen that it is difficult.

"You are just a new recruit who has just learned to parachute, and you are not suitable to serve as an officer immediately. Please forgive me, if you are an officer of the regular army, you can still be competent, but the airborne troops..." Lebed Although what he said was not pleasant, his tone was sincere, without any airs of an officer, and he discussed the facts as they stood. Although Seryozha was a little embarrassed, he still listened to Lebed's words.

"Actually, I'm still very envious of you. You have become an officer just half a year after joining the army, and you have also won the Red Star Medal. This is not something everyone can do." Lebed may be afraid that he will hurt Xie by speaking too directly. Liao Sha's self-esteem, so he added a few more words.

Seryozha smiled back at Lebed. Although he recognized Lebed's evaluation of himself, he did not intend to give up his position as platoon leader. Because to do so is to slap Grachev in the face, and it is also to damage his own reputation. Seryozha asked: "Do you have any advice for me if I plan to continue serving as platoon leader?"

"Under normal circumstances, you would be sent back to the domestic military academy for training, but this path is impossible now, because our division will soon make a big move. And time is tight, learn from books I'm afraid it's too late. I'm afraid you can only learn in actual combat." Lebed said sincerely.

"What do you mean by learning in actual combat?" Seryozha was a little annoyed. He felt that Lebed's words had not been said. Fortunately, I still trust him so much.

"You misunderstood me. What I mean is that you can improve yourself and your subordinates in actual tasks. We can learn and exercise by performing some less dangerous tasks. I can arrange it for you. In fact, the assessment In the end, it will serve the battle, what do you think?" Lebed understood Sergesha's intentions when he said this, and it was indeed a good idea to exercise the abilities of soldiers and officers through some simple military tasks. .

"Do you have a suitable task on hand?" Seryosha couldn't wait.

"Actually, there are quite a few, but the other platoons don't want to do it. I don't know if you want to go or not?" Lebed said, watching Sergei's expression. What Lebed said was true. Recently, the law and order in Kabul continued to deteriorate, and the Afghan government forces couldn't handle it at all. Therefore, the Afghan government forces could only turn to the Soviets for help. The Soviets also had to pay attention to security issues. Lebed had several such tasks on hand, but the low-level officers of the 103rd Airborne Division didn't care much about these tasks, and everyone tried their best to shirk them.

"What task!" asked Seryozha.

Lebed replied: "Assist the Afghan government forces in maintaining law and order in Kabul. Don't worry, there is still security. Dangerous things can be left to the Afghans.

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Seryozha thought about it in his heart. In fact, he had already decided to accept it. Why? Aren't these missions urban anti-terrorism? This is one of the main tasks of the Armed Police Force! After all, it's Sergey's old profession, and he's familiar with it! When performing these tasks, you won't be in a hurry because you haven't touched them.

"I would like to go!" Seryozha readily agreed.

Lebed also smiled with relief. Seryozha is really a nice person to get along with!

. . .

In the Paghman Mountains in the northwest of Kabul, Hafizola Qassem Wardak is accompanying Pakistani and American guests from afar. It is not the first time that the Pakistani guest has come to Hafizollah. As a staff member of Pakistan's Inter-Services Intelligence, he not only brought advanced arms and funds to Hafizollah, but more importantly, he also It brought volunteers from all over the world to support Afghan independence. Most of these volunteers came from wealthy Saudi Arabia, and they were generally well-educated. This is very important to know that most of Hafizollah's men are illiterate, and using those advanced American weapons requires certain knowledge. These volunteers come in handy at this time, and they can quickly learn these The use of advanced weapons is then taught to Hafizollah's people. Volunteers soon took up the task of training Hafizollah's guerrillas to use American weapons. At the same time, in the training camp set up by the guerrillas, Hafizollah also personally explained the knowledge of guerrilla warfare to these volunteers. During this period of time, the guerrillas and volunteers have been getting along happily, and they have benefited a lot from each other. Everyone eats a pot of food and sleeps in a cave like a family. It really feels like a musilin family.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The clear gunshots resounded through the valley, and the Pakistani and American guests couldn't help but nodded when they saw these volunteers shooting at distant targets. You know these guys probably haven't even touched a gun before they came to Afghanistan.

"Good! Sharpshooter!" The American stuck out his thumbs and said repeatedly to Hafizola. Hafizola understood that the Americans praised them for their good marksmanship, and he was also very happy! Hafizollah didn't need to think about who this American was coming from. Who else could come with the ISI staff besides the CIA. They were obviously here to inspect their investment, and thinking of the CIA, Hafizola couldn't help but feel moved.

"I want to ask the CIA to do me a favor!" Hafizollah took out a photo from his pocket, which was the last photo left by Abdul. Pointing to the five Soviet soldiers in the photo, he said, "I would like to ask your CIA to help investigate these five people."