Soviet Godfather

　　 Hafizola triumphantly watched the surrendered Soviet soldiers walk out of the house one by one, their weapons were confiscated, and their heads were put on a black cloth cover and quickly escorted into the car. Unlike those dejected comrades in arms, Sergey Sha has been constantly feeling the surrounding environment. As the darkness before his eyes, Sergey Sha feels a familiar feeling, just like when he was in Lubyanka.

　　 Sitting in the bumpy car, Serezha pricked his ears and listened to everything around him. He silently estimated the route the car was driving, taking every turn, stopping and accelerating Serezha down carefully. After about an hour or so, Sergei heard the sound of running water in his ears, and he smelled a pungent odor in his nose.

With a "squeak", the car Sergey was riding in finally stopped. They were taken outside one by one, and then their headgear was removed. Sergey's eyes suddenly transitioned from the dark to the bright environment. Feeling very uncomfortable, but he still forced himself to open his eyes and carefully observe the surrounding environment.

　　 The first thing that catches the eye is a huge aircraft, and at first glance, it is known that it is the hijacked An-22 heavy transport aircraft. Sergei Sha’s eyes did not stay too much on this. He looked around at things other than the plane, and he saw a winding river flowing into the distance. In the distance, there was a lot of flowers and greens, and it looked like a piece of cloth in the sun. Combined with the pungent smell in the air, Sergei was sure there must be a cloth dyeing workshop.

　　 Xie Liao Sha just wanted to look at the surrounding environment again. The Sheng warriors who were responsible for guarding them started to drive them into the plane. Xie Liao Sha felt a little surprised, so why kept everyone in such a place. With full of doubts, Sergey Sha first boarded the plane. Unexpectedly, the plane was not empty. A blond young man in aviator attire was sitting in it.

More than a hundred prisoners were quickly driven into the plane. Everyone watched the pilot silently. The pilot stood up awkwardly and introduced himself: "My name is Anton, the pilot of this plane. I am the same as you~" An Dong swallowed the second half of the sentence under everyone's angry eyes.

"It seems that this place is spacious enough for so many of us to live together!" Sergey Sha said as he walked towards Anton, he stretched out his hand to hold Anton's hand, and said: "It's nice to meet You, my name is Xie Liao Sha!"

　　 Andong was moved by Sergey Sha’s passion with tears in his eyes. Over the past few days, he has been frightened, afraid that he will die here, that he will never return to his hometown, and that he will never see his beloved lover again. He began to greet everyone enthusiastically: "It's nice to meet everyone. I just tried to make myself a little excited and not malicious, I..."

"Can you tell me about the situation around here, it's best to tell me everything you know! Why did they keep us here?" Sergey Sha didn't have time to listen to Anton's nagging, and he understood everything here as soon as possible. .

"As far as I know, they are afraid that our air force will suddenly attack and blow up this aircraft. After all, there are less than one hundred aircraft in the world. Many people are interested. Even the parts that are removed can be sold for a good price. !" Many of Anton's words were his guesses, he didn't know that the guerrillas actually thought the same way. There are indeed people who have taken a fancy to this aircraft, perhaps Americans do not see it, but Pakistanis, Iranians, and Chinese, more and more people are bidding to Hafizola, as long as he is willing, he can sell it at a good price. .

　　 Xie Liaosha felt that Anton’s analysis was reasonable, but he saw that there were some dangerous chemicals on the plane neatly placed in the middle of the fuselage, covered with canvas. So Xie Liaosha asked again: "What's over there?"

　　 "Those are the white phosphorus bombs that were transported to the front line, but unfortunately they fell into the hands of the enemy together this time!" Anton replied.

　　 "White phosphorous bomb? Why don't the guerrillas dispose of it?" Xie Liaosha asked puzzledly.

"This kind of thing is very powerful, but it's bombs used on airplanes, so the guerrillas don't use them, but these white phosphorous bombs are expensive. I think they might want to smuggle them to Pakistan for a good price." The reason why Anton said this is because the guerrillas asked about the cost of these things. Anton’s answer was about 20,000 rubles per piece. There are almost 100 pieces here, which is more than two million rubles. This is not a small amount of money.

The principle of the white phosphorus bomb is very simple. When it is dropped by air, it will disintegrate and explode in the air. The white phosphorus in the bomb will be evenly spread into the air, and once the white phosphorus encounters the air, it will burn violently, burning it down. To everything. Sergei saw Boris smoking a cigarette, and suddenly pinched out his cigarette. Being locked up with such a dangerous thing, Sergey Sha feels that the guerrillas are not afraid that they will detonate these white phosphorus bombs. If they want to die, everyone will not surrender, and they will watch these bombs carefully~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ These Sheng fighters are really good at calculating.

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　　 Compared with the helpless mentality of Seryosha, Hafizola is now enthusiastically entertaining his new allies, the Hazai and the Tajiks. The three tribes teamed up to achieve such a big victory for the first time, which no one had expected beforehand. Now Hafizola's reputation has reverberated through the land of Afghanistan, and many people know him even as far away as Pakistan. He has become essentially the leader of the three tribal coalition forces.

　　 And the most powerful thing is that Hafizola also captured a Soviet heavy transport plane. More than a hundred Soviet prisoners defeated the armored forces in the Kabul theater. All this is beyond the reach of other Sheng fighters. But Hafizola is now also facing new problems, that is, he has no money. With the formation of a coalition of three tribes, Hafizola cannot arm his soldiers only with weapons aided by the Americans. His defense area is bigger and his responsibility is heavier. He also needs more money to exchange for better weapons from the Americans, just like the anti-aircraft missiles and anti-tank missiles that are showing great power this time, they are simply the big killers of the guerrillas.

　　Everyone at the banquet was full of hope for the cause of liberation in Afghanistan and full of confidence in the prospects of the coalition forces. Only Jalal was a little unhappy. He felt sick when he saw the Hazai, these **** heretics. Jalal left the banquet alone, ignoring the eyes of the people around him. Then he went straight back to the cave where he lived and took out a satellite phone from his luggage when he left home. There was only one number on it. It was not his parents and relatives. It is a person regarded as a life mentor by Jalal, a YSL scholar who was expelled from his own country because of JDSX, and a great prophet who dreamed of establishing a kingdom of God in Afghanistan.