The Caucasian military dog ​​is an excellent military dog ​​produced in the Siberian region of the Soviet Union. It is cold-resistant and hunger-resistant. It looks like an ordinary native dog and has no characteristics. However, when it is fierce, no dog can compare to it. It is larger than the Tibetan mastiff. If it is put together with the Tibetan mastiff, it can bite an adult Tibetan mastiff to death within ten seconds.

The Soviet military dogs had a long history. During World War II, the Soviet Union once relied on military dogs to blow up a large number of German tanks.

Now, these two military dogs, from Siberia to Afghanistan, are still very ferocious, with limbs thicker than human thighs, and their heads are short hairs, and their noses are smelling from time to time. At this time, it is the first stage for them to find prey, relying on the scent they begin to smell, searching for the same scent that may appear nearby.

Finally, when he walked to a well on the corner of the street, the Caucasian military dogs began to bark.

Soviet soldiers jumped out of the car and surrounded the well. They knocked the army down the well with the light of the flashlight and saw the blood inside, and a floating Soviet military cap came.

The corpse had sank to the bottom of the water. After several days, the corpse was swollen and then floated out again. Now, just because the hat floated to the water, they knew that this guy was in danger.

"Chasing!" Kurni Eva looked serious. Just as the Soviet squad leader crawled in, she thought of something. The cunning Mhamad was too sinister. The squad leader was killed by a little carelessness.

Two Caucasian military dogs chased forward, which was a small alley, so everyone gave up on the bus and followed the military dogs to chase forward.

Jalalabad is an important city in Afghanistan. There are almost no high-rise buildings here. Most of the buildings are already very old. The alleys have not been planned. In some places, two people can only pass side by side.

Although such blind pursuit will be trapped by the pursuers at any time and cause losses, Kurnie Ava can no longer care about so much. Even if the pursuers are dead, as long as the firefight begins, subsequent troops will come and capture Mhamad again.

He can't escape, he can't escape!

Just in front of a big tree, two Caucasian military dogs stopped and kept barking.

Looking at the military dog, Kurnieva knew that she had gained something. She looked up and looked at the lush tree. Mhamad wanted to hide in the tree. Maybe he could escape his own search, but he would definitely not escape the noses of the two military dogs.

"Encircle this place." Kurnieva shouted, all the soldiers surrounded the place, and everyone held their guns and aimed at the treetops.

"Mhamad, I know you're on it." Kurnieva shouted, "If you come down now, I can guarantee your safety. If you continue to stay on it, you will be shot."

There was no movement on the tree, only the wind blew across the treetops, making a hula sound.

"Now, I count to three." Kurnieva shouted, "One, two, three!"

She shouted very slowly, but she kept shouting until three, and there was still no movement in the tree.

Kurni Eva grabbed the AK-74 of a Soviet soldier beside her and pulled the trigger towards the tree.

"Dada, dadada..." With the sound of gunfire, the leaves were constantly knocked down.

"Meow, Meow." At this moment, suddenly, a big tabby cat jumped out of the tree. There were so many people around it. It was very scared. It originally planned to hide in the tree and remain motionless, but the sound of bullets scared the big tabby cat, and it could only jump down from the tree.

A bloody rag was tied to one of the front legs of the cat.

Seeing the cat jumping down from the tree and trying to escape, the two Caucasian military dogs immediately kicked their legs and rushed forward, opening their sharp mouths. In the air, a Caucasian military dog ​​bit the cat's neck. The cat screamed and blood splattered.

The Caucasian military dog ​​fell back to the ground, spit out the bitten cat and threw it on the ground, and shook its tail and looked at the dog trainer.

The military dog ​​thought it had completed the mission and found the target, and had not allowed the target to escape. The smell was so obvious that it was absolutely impossible to be wrong.

Looking at the bloody rag on his front legs, Kurni Aiwa's face was full of anger.

Being cheated! The Mhamad untied the cloth strip on his injured arm and tied it to the front leg of the cat. As a result, everyone was deceived by the cat and worked in vain in the middle of the night.

During this period, Mhamad had already run away without a trace. There were houses everywhere. The local residents had a bad impression of the Soviet occupiers. Now, as long as Mhamad was hidden, it would be difficult to find it.

"Closing all intersections and searching from door to door!" Kurnieva said: "Supervising all hospitals!"

Mhamad was injured and the bullet was left in his arm and had not been taken out yet. Soon, the wound would become inflamed. If he didn't want to die, he had to take out the bullet and use anti-inflammatory drugs at the same time.

Kurni Eva looked at the dark sky, her face twisted with anger. She was completely annoyed by her own goals for the first time since Kurni Eva started intelligence work.

The darkness shrouded the earth, and in the alley of Jalalabad, Mhamad and Osama walked quickly.

After bandaging the wound on his arm, Mhamad originally planned to throw away the blood-stained rag, but later he saw a big cat sleeping lazily. So Mhamad grabbed the cat with lightning speed and tied the rag to the cat's front legs.

With this trick, Mhamad temporarily left the pursuers behind, but more and more people were searching around, Soviet soldiers, Afghan government forces, and Jalalabad's police were all dispatched.

When you run into this alley, all the roads are blocked and you will be found at any time as long as you go out.

The big cities are always under the firm control of the Soviets. Mhamad knew that it was a bit hasty to run inside Jalalabad to act.

However, if I give myself another choice, I will still do this! For blood to fight blood, for tooth to fight tooth!

What to do now?

Osama made a gesture to Mhamad and signaled Mhamad to hide in a yard next to him first.

Mhamad shook his head. In this case, both of his side would be searched at any time. If they were hidden in the yard, they would implicate the family.

"Cruff." At this moment, the door of a small yard next to it suddenly opened, and a woman with a face covered said to the two: "Come in!"

The voice was so familiar that Mhamad was stunned.

Dana?

Before the door was opened, Dana didn't know it was Mhamad, but she heard the Soviets outside searching and found two black shadows approaching, speaking the familiar Pashto language. She gritted her teeth and decided to save the two people.

And when she opened the door, she realized that it was Mhamad, and she was immediately delighted.

The footsteps of patrolling soldiers had already heard outside, and Mhamad had no choice but to walk in.

This is an ordinary courtyard, walls and houses, all made of adobe, mottled and age-old.

Mhamad just sent Dana to Saha and followed Saha to get some information. After the last execution of the traitor Saha, Mhamad did not give Dana more tasks, nor did he have time to take care of Dana, so he went to Peshawar.

Therefore, it was only now that Mhamad learned that Dana lived here. At this critical moment, Dana saved herself.

The footsteps outside have gone away. Now, the Soviets are searching for streets and have not searched from door to door.

Entering the room, Mhamad said to Dana: "Dana, light the light."

After saying that, Mhamad made another gesture to Osama. Osama skillfully picked up the bedding on the earthen kang and blocked the only small windows tightly.

Now, searching outside is being carried out, and it is found that the lights are on in the house at this time, which is very dangerous.

However, Mhamad had no choice. The longer the bullet stayed in his arm, the more dangerous he became. Maybe this arm would be destroyed.

Need to have surgery immediately!

Mhamad pulled out the bayonet, placed it on the lamp, and carefully grilled it with an external flame. There was a layer of oil outside the bayonet to prevent the bayonet from rusting. If stabbing the enemy with this bayonet, it would cause the enemy's wounds to be difficult to heal for a long time. Now, Mhamad can only disinfect the bayonet in this most primitive way and burn the oil outside.

At this time, Dana discovered that Mhamad was injured and blood had already oozed out of the strips of cloth tied to her arm.

Needless to say, Dana had already taken out a bottle of wine from under the table. It was made by the traditional method and the wine was very strong.

Mhamad unbuttoned the strip of cloth on his arm with one hand, took a sip of wine in his mouth, and squirted it up.

Suddenly, a severe stimulating pain came into his brain. He did not blink and saw that the wound had begun to suppurate. He had no choice but to use a bayonet to remove the suppurated part near the wound.

Big drops of sweat oozed out from his forehead, and Mhamad was concentrating on cutting off the suppurated meat piece by piece. His arms were tightly tense and blue veins swelled up.

Dana was stunned, Osama was also stunned. At this time, Mhamad was completely a real man of steel! Without anesthetics and doctors, Mhamad was actually performing surgery on himself!

At this time, Mhamad had no other choice. He made Osama, the child, not so strong at this time, and Dana, might have dizzy blood, so he could only be himself.
Chapter completed!