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"His Excellency Mhamad, your command is amazing." Walking on the rugged mountain road, Fahim kept saying to Mhamad: "Actually, when I stayed, I was ready to sacrifice, and you, let us retreat safely, also gave a great blow to the Soviets."

Fahim was very excited when he saw Mhamad's outstanding command for the first time. Although he was ready to sacrifice, he was naturally even more happy to be able to come back alive.

"Go away quickly," said Mhamad. "The danger has not passed yet."

The rockets behind could block the Soviets for more than ten minutes, and they would still catch up. Moreover, it was dawn now, and as dawn, the terrifying female deer began to hover over their heads.

Mhamad asked Durani to keep all the rockets, but the stinger missiles were taken away. Now he has no measures to deal with the female deer.

Run! Only by running away in a short period of time is your only chance! Mhamad shook his legs and ran wildly on the mountain road.

On the other side of the Yamaguchi, a large group of Soviet soldiers had already poured out.

The morning sun shines on the mountains and on the hillside.

"Turn left in front and we can meet with His Excellency Masood." Fahim said to Mhamad as he ran.

There was a fork in front of him, and Mhamad said without hesitation: "Let's run to the right."

On the right? Listening to Mhamad's words, Fashim was stunned, there was a cliff there!

The Soviets came faster than they thought. If they met with Masood directly, they would bring these large numbers of Soviet soldiers over. Although Mhamad knew that temporary change of direction would bring more dangers, he had no choice now.

"Room, rumble." At this moment, two female deer appeared above her head, flying low from the other side of the valley.

Mhamad took the lead, and more than a dozen people ran quickly to the right.

"His Excellency Mhamad. This is a dead end." Fahim said to Mhamad: "The cliff is running to the end of the road."

"We are going to be a dead end," Mhamad said, his words full of coldness.

So Fashim no longer hesitated and followed Mhamad along the mountain road.

"The target was found in front." In a female deer helicopter, the weapon operator sat in a low front cabin and said to the pilot behind: "At three o'clock, on the hillside, are running away."

"I understand." The pilot pressed the operating rod to the left, and the female deer began to turn and flew towards the direction of the running guerrillas.

"Machine gun preparation." The pilot said, turning on the weapon insurance.

Under the short wings on both sides of the female deer, there were rocket launch nests. These weapons were operated by the weapon operator in the front cabin. Only the machine gun on the nose was controlled by the pilot, and the two cooperated closely.

On the crane tower of the machine nose, a 127mm four-tube Gatling machine gun began to rotate. The black hole muzzle aimed at the target in front.

"Dada.Dadada..." The pilot pressed the firing button on the operating rod, and suddenly, the four-tube Gatling machine gun turned, and countless bullets poured towards the guerrillas over there like a storm. The sound of electric motors, the sound of bullets, and the roar of the engine, mixed into a loud melody.

"Do not!" Mhamad shouted. When the helicopter behind him flew closer, Mhamad knew that the helicopter was about to attack. When the bullets were shot in the sky, they happened to run to a valley and hid there, not daring to show their heads.

Gatlin's most proudest thing is the rate of fire. The four-tube Gatlin is equivalent to shooting four machine guns together, and the bullets poured out. The entire hillside suddenly seemed to be plowed.

"His Excellency Mhamad, what should we do?" Fahim asked Mhamad.

It is very dangerous to be unable to lift your head by the machine gun of this helicopter. When the helicopter finds that the machine gun cannot pose a threat to them, it will use the rockets on both sides. If the valley here is baptized by rockets, everyone will turn into meat dumps.

Mhamad gritted his teeth and listened to the gunshots outside. Grandma, it would be great if there was a poisonous sting!

The rumbling sound went away, Mhamad looked up and saw a large number of Soviets following him. Another helicopter was hovering in the distance, and rockets under the short wings on both sides were about to be fired.

No more hesitation, Mhamad took off the turban on Fahim's head, spread it apart, waved his hands, and stood out from the hidden valley.

"Friends of the Soviet Union, don't shoot, we surrender!" Mhamad shouted loudly.

Fashim felt the tall image that Mhamad had just established in his heart, collapsed and surrendered... How could His Excellency Mhamad surrender?

There is no choice. If you don't surrender, the hovering female deer will pour rockets on both sides, and no one can escape.

"His Excellency Mhamad, we will never surrender!" Fahim said to Mhamad from behind. His gun had been raised and aimed at Mhamad's back. He would shoot this man at any time.

"Idiot, if you want to continue killing the Soviets, just listen to me!" Mhamad whispered: "If you want to die, kill me."

After saying that, Mhamad continued to shout to the opposite side: "Let us surrender!"

If Kurni Eva were here, she would immediately recognize Mhamad's conspiracy and surrender? How could the jihadists surrender? They all had firm beliefs and were not afraid of death. For them, death was just going to another world, and their souls would be sublimated in that world.

Now, Mhamad is surrendering. In fact, even he himself has no confidence. Will the other party accept his surrender? If the other party’s goal is to completely eliminate him, then he will have no chance of survival.

The female deer helicopter was still hovering. As long as he saw smoke coming from the hangers on both sides, Mhamad had to run back immediately and run back desperately.

The helicopter was still hovering, and the helicopter's rotors stirred the airflow and made a whirring sound. The Soviet soldiers, who were like tides, were running quickly to surround them.

"Drop the gun." The Soviet soldiers who came up from afar shouted.

Mhamad slowly untied the gun he was carrying, then reached out and removed the magazine, threw it on the ground, and then raised the gun high above his head.

When Mhamad took the gun, the Soviet soldiers who were leaning forward were obviously nervous. When Mhamad saw him remove the magazine, he immediately smiled on his face.

"Drop the magazine and raise the gun over your head!" Soviet soldiers rushed up and said to Mhamad and the people behind him.

Fashim kicked Mhamad's eyes, removed his ak-74 rifle and raised the gun high above his head.

The Soviets surrounded more and more, at least one company came up, and more Soviets were walking through the valley behind them.

"Where are the rest of the guerrillas?" A Soviet company commander walked up to Mhamad and said to Mhamad: "Where are they?"

"In another valley, waiting to meet with us, I can take you there," said Mhamad.

"Then let's go!" the Soviet company commander shouted, and at the same time, two Soviet soldiers behind came up and wanted to rob Mhamad.

"Do it!" Mhamad shouted.

As he said that, Mhamad suddenly crossed the akm rifle in his hand, used all his strength to smash the stock at a Soviet soldier next to him.

The wooden butt stock smacked firmly on the soldier's chest, and suddenly a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth. He screamed and threw himself backwards.

Then, Mhamad swept the butt stock across the head of another Soviet soldier next to him. Although he was wearing a helmet, he was still knocked unconscious by Mhamad's butt stock, and blood flowed out of the helmet.

"Dadadada." At this moment, the Soviet soldiers guarding closely beside him pulled the trigger and several bullets hit Mhamad's back.

A huge impact force came, and Mhamad took advantage of this impact force and ran forward two steps, caught up with the Soviet company commander, crossed the gun body from the opponent's neck, and tightly blocked it.

Just as Mhamad shouted to take action, the guerrillas who had fought with Mhamad many times immediately reacted and rushed towards the Soviets closest to him.

Most of the Soviets did not fire. At such a close distance, stray bullets could easily hurt their people by chance. A few nervous Soviet soldiers had their fingers involuntarily pulled the trigger and the bullet flew towards the guerrillas.

"Dada, dadada." As the bullets were shot, the guerrillas' bodies were beaten back, but as soon as the gunshots rang, these guerrillas rushed towards them as if they were not afraid of death.

How is this possible? It’s closest to the Soviet soldiers who had already fired the gun were shocked. Bullets could not kill these guerrillas! Suddenly, they remembered some legend. It is said that these guerrillas had some ancient magic. After using it, they were invulnerable to swords and guns!

Only one guerrilla was shot, his arm was swung weakly on the gun, and eventually fell down.

Fashim watched another guerrilla whom he brought was killed. At this moment, his eyes were full of violentness and he was full of hateful Soviets!

Kill these Soviets! Fahim waved the gun body of the ak-74 rifle and smashed the nearest Soviets.

The Soviet man turned his own AK-74 rifle horizontally and blocked Fashim's stock with his gun body. With a violent collision, the tiger's mouth was numb.

"Bang!" Fashim waved again, and the smash made the other party completely unable to hold the gun. He loosened his left hand and let go of the guardrail on the gun. The other party's eyes were full of the butt stocks waving by Fashim. (To be continued...)

Chapter 88 We surrender (Thanks to the leader for the reward in Sarajevo in 1993!:

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