Dominate South Asia

Khwaja lay on the roof of a house, shooting at the opposite side. In the scope of the SVD, a figure of a government soldier appeared. He used a crosshair to cover it, and then pulled the trigger. It was that simple.

The target in the scope had a bloody hole in his chest, and then fell backwards.

Facing the guerrillas who were as fierce as wolves and tigers, the government soldiers guarding the gate immediately gave up resistance. Some ran into the hospital, while others scattered from both sides and ran into the alley.

Muhammad led the guerrillas and rushed to the gate. The yard in front of the hospital was empty, and no one could be seen.

As soon as he rushed into the gate, Muhammad felt a sudden shock in his chest, and then his whole body fell backwards.

"Instructor!" Osama rushed behind Muhammad and shouted immediately when he saw Muhammad fall to the ground.

"I'm fine." Muhammad used the force of falling to roll back twice and skillfully got behind the low wall next to him. Opposite was a three-story hospital building, where the bullet was shot.

There were either doctors or patients in the hospital. There were not many combatants, and almost none of them carried guns. This was why Muhammad decided to attack the hospital immediately after discovering the hospital here.

Although the Geneva Convention prohibits attacking targets such as hospitals, the hostile parties in a state of war will not take these bullshit conventions to heart at all. When the Soviets threw poison gas bombs at the villages in Afghanistan, did they think about the conventions?

In this world, there are only strong and weak, and the strong are also the righteous side.

Now, a man with a gun appeared on the opposite side, and he shot very accurately. This is a sniper!

A sniper cannot stop the tide of soldiers. If he orders all the guerrillas to rush in, he can rush in, but there will be unfortunate people who will sacrifice.

But... this is not the best choice. The guerrillas have suffered too much, so much that half of the guerrilla forces in Afghanistan will be completely wiped out. If one more member dies, it will be an unbearable burden!

"Boom, boom." The roar of the doe came from the sky in the distance. Muhammad knew that he could not hesitate any longer.

Now, they still did not mix with the Soviets. Only after entering the building would they be safe. The Soviets could not fight with their own doctors, nurses and patients. Those people were their amulets.

If they could not get in, when the doe came, they would kill all the people exposed outside.

"People with bulletproof plates and helmets, follow me!" Muhammad shouted.

There will always be people who have to sacrifice, so only their own people can go first. After all, with titanium alloy helmets and titanium alloy bulletproof plates, the possibility of sacrifice is the smallest.

Hearing Muhammad's words, Osama, Herman, Khadim and others stood out from their hiding places and ran inside from the gate.

This open area of ​​dozens of meters will be very dangerous.

"Da." Sure enough, another shot hit Khadim's thigh. Khadim screamed and fell to the ground.

The opponent was very smart. When he found that the bullet hit his chest, he immediately chose to hit his thigh, where there was no protection! Muhammad stood up with gritted teeth, and there was already an RPG on his shoulder.

This time Muhammad did not rush up, but stayed behind to observe. The moment the bullet was fired, Muhammad keenly discovered the opponent's hiding place, the room on the east side of the second floor!

Muhammad stood up almost at the same time, aimed, and pulled the trigger.

"Boom!" The rocket flew over and hit the window on the second floor accurately. With the explosion, the whole room was blown into ruins. If there were no cement columns, the third floor would have collapsed.

"Charge!" Muhammad shouted, and all the guerrillas rushed in from the gate.

"Control all the people inside, and eliminate the rebels immediately!" Muhammad continued to shout while running.

The rocket may not have eliminated the sniper. He may have left the ward quickly. Even so, it can provide enough time for his guerrillas, which is enough.

Osama dragged Agha to the steps of the hospital. Agha sat there and watched Osama kick open the door of the hospital.

Inside, there were trembling medical staff.

"Da da da..." Osama's muzzle pointed to the sky, firing a burst of bullets, with a ferocious look on his face: "Be honest, or I'll kill you all!"

The guerrillas' training is still very primitive. In this case, it should be professional CQB training. Muhammad rushed into the hospital building while thinking in his heart. At this time, he had no time to tell them what to do.

Search one room after another!

"Bang." Osama kicked open the door of a ward. There were only two trembling nurses inside. At the signal of Osama's muzzle, they were taken to the lobby on the first floor, and then began to search the next room.

The guerrillas who rushed in began to search one by one.

"Bang." Another ward was kicked open, and suddenly, gunshots were heard from inside.

Two guerrillas exposed at the door were hit instantly, and their bodies fell backwards. The people next to them wanted to continue rushing up, and two more fell down.

"Throw grenades." Muhammad said.

A guerrilla took out a grenade, pulled the ring, released the grip, and threw the grenade in when he counted to three. At the same time, he ran back quickly.

"Boom!" In the huge explosion, the whole room, including the ward next door, was destroyed. In the diffuse dust, the guerrillas rushed in again. In addition to the broken bricks, there was a corpse holding an AK-74 rifle. This was a soldier of the government army.

A soldier of the government army killed four guerrillas. His death was worth it.

The battle in the city has the characteristics of this kind of battle. Without professional training, it is easy to be ambushed. This kind of battle is the most tragic.

The entire first floor was quickly cleared. After learning the lesson just now, the guerrillas were more careful.

This is just a hospital, not a heavily guarded place. Except for the casualties caused by the government soldier just now, the guerrillas did not suffer any more losses.

The entire first floor was safe, and the guerrillas continued to search the second floor.

More than a hundred guerrillas gathered in this building, and the rest, led by Fahim, quickly occupied the surrounding houses.

If they only controlled the hospital, they would be very passive. The Soviets completely surrounded the hospital building with all kinds of weapons aimed at the hospital building. More than 500 guerrillas would be like a turtle in a jar.

Now, they controlled the houses within 200 meters of the periphery, and any guerrilla would cause great losses to the Soviets.

Khwaja carried his SVD sniper rifle and ran quickly towards the tallest building nearby - a tower clock 50 meters away from the hospital.

From here, you can overlook several blocks around. The Soviet armored vehicles and tanks are moving from the barracks, and there are female deer in the sky... Khwaja put the heavy machine gun on the window under the tower clock. He knew in his heart that this time it was really dangerous.

A river flows behind the hospital. This is a river that runs through the entire center of Jalalabad. The Kabul River originates from the mountains in the north of Kabul and flows all the way to neighboring Pakistan. Where there is water, there is life. Jalalabad was built on this river.

Never before has it been so dangerous. They were isolated and helpless. They could only passively wait for the Soviets to attack. When the last bullet was fired, all their forces would probably disappear.

No, Mr. Muhammad must have a way! He will definitely bring this team back safely!

Khwaja watched the armored vehicles gradually advance. Soon, the battle will really start. At this time, he began to trust Muhammad again.

"Da Da Da..." There was still the sound of fighting in the direction of another block. Khwaja looked there and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Masood was in a mess.

When he heard the helicopter flying over, he knew that the situation was not good. The idea of ​​escaping back to the mountains was forcibly blocked back into his mind. Going back would definitely be death! Massoud could only lead the remaining guerrillas and charge towards the city of Jalalabad. He also chose to find a place with more Soviet troops and weaker defense, so he chose the government building.

However, in front of the government building, he encountered strong resistance. A company of Soviets were deployed here, waiting for the guerrillas to attack, cooperating with several infantry fighting vehicles.

As a result, Massoud left more than 20 bodies and left there in a hurry. Behind him, there was a company of Soviet soldiers.

Seeing Massoud running towards this side, Khwaja couldn't help but look disdainful in his eyes. Humph, this arrogant and ignorant guerrilla leader! If it weren't for him, how could his side be surrounded here?

Not only did he harm himself, but also so many guerrillas! Most of the losses of the forces resisting the Soviets were caused by this Massoud!

Thinking of this, Khwaja's SVD sniper rifle turned around and aimed at him through the mechanical sight. He wanted to pull the trigger immediately to kill this guy.

After aiming for a minute, he still couldn't pull the trigger. This was different from killing the Soviets. Massoud was an Afghan after all, and a guerrilla fighting against the Soviets. Although he made a mistake this time, he really deserved to be killed, and it was not necessarily for him to kill him. He should die on the battlefield.

While he was hesitating, Khwaja saw about 20 people on his side running quickly on the roof.

Fahim? The figure holding the SVD sniper rifle was very familiar. It was Fahim who was competing with Khwaja in shooting skills. The people around him were all Panjshir guerrillas he brought out. Now, what was he going to do?