Chapter Twenty-One: Dana

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  "Thud." Dana knelt down: "Elder, Sahar has left. When Hadim brothers said they were going to help the guerrillas, Sahar first said he was sick, then, when Hadim brothers left, Sahar quietly left, as for what he did, I don't know either. Elder, Sahar is not a traitor."

  Although this village has never produced a traitor, in another village outside the mountain, there was once a traitor. It is said that the villagers buried the lower half of his body in the ground and then used countless stones to smash his upper half, beating him to death.

  Dana thought of this and her heart was trembling, would it not be that Sasha would also be killed in the same way by the village? Then what should she do?

  Dana lowered her head and began to sob quietly.

  "Hmph, Sahar brother, how dare you do such a thing! Instructor, I know a shortcut, now, let's go catch him!" Hadiem said angrily on the side, pulling his leg and wanting to leave.

  "Wait, come back!" Muhammad said.

  It's been over an hour since Hadim came to call for someone, and now it was discovered that Sahar is a traitor. In the darkness, in just one hour, people can run very far away, wanting to chase but basically cannot catch up.

  "Masood elder, tonight's matter has implicated the village of Gostar." Muhammad said: "Now, we have to trouble the elder again. Please ask everyone in the village to hide in the deep mountains for a few days first, and come back after this matter is over, so that the villagers won't be implicated."

  Although the robust men have gone to help transport goods on trucks, there are still old, weak, sick and disabled people left in the village. If the Soviet Union really comes, they will find that the robust men are gone, then the other villagers may be arrested and interrogated, forced to reveal the whereabouts of the guerrillas.

  Don't expect any Geneva Conventions or policies of not harming civilians on the real battlefield, where only victory matters.

  Masood sighed, "This matter, can't blame the guerrillas, can only blame our village, actually produced a Sahar like this, is really our Gostor Village shame, I'll go to mobilize the villagers, overnight first go to the mountains to hide for a few days."

  Masood was helpless, he didn't expect Saha would be such a person.

  In an instant, Masood seemed to have aged.

  There are tens of miles of mountain roads to the nearest Soviet outpost, and by the time Sasha reports back, the Soviets will have arrived, and it will be dawn. So for now, there is no immediate danger, as long as all the villagers evacuate before dawn.

  "Let's go, we're going back," Muhammad said. In addition to letting the villagers out first, he also needed to drive the truck to a conspicuous place, so as to attract the attention of the Soviets, and after the Soviets found this truck, they would not have any ideas about this village again.

  Muhammad can only do so for the time being.

  "Elder, how is Dana being handled?" Haidar asked.

  Whatever Dana just said, in short, since Saha is a traitor, then as Saha's wife, Dana is also an object of suspicion.

  "Masood elder, can you hand her over to us? We want to use her as bait to lure out Sahar, this traitor. We must eliminate him," Muhammad said.

  Upon hearing Muhammad's words, Masoud did not hesitate any longer and immediately replied: "Alright, take her away! You must capture Sahar, the traitor!"

  Masood is highly respected in Goast village, and his words represent the will of Goast village. As for traitors, they are equally hated by all.

  Muhammad brought Duranni and Hadim with him, escorting Dana back to the truck, where almost everything had been unloaded.

  "Captain, you're back," Khwaja said, and then saw the person following them, surprisingly a woman, and couldn't help but be curious again.

  "Captain Khwaja, there's a traitor in the village. Our guerrilla team's presence here has been exposed," Muhammad said.

  As soon as Muhammad said this, Khwaja was stunned. He also knew what it meant, and the village of Gostar was implicated by their own guerrilla team!

  "Sir, what do we do?" Khwaja asked. At this point, even if Muhammad told him to go through fire and water, he wouldn't hesitate; even if Muhammad wanted to screw his anus, he wouldn't frown.

  "Send a few people to cover the villagers' retreat, I've already spoken with Masoud elder, the villagers will first evacuate to the deep mountains, and after a few days, when this matter is over, they can come back. You all pack up your things and also withdraw back to the base." Muhammad said.

  "What about you, sir?" Hervaja asked.

  "I'll take Duranni and Hadi with me outside to make some noise, best to draw off the Soviets who are coming on the wind," Muhammad said.

  When Muhammad said that, Hezhuwa was suddenly moved. This instructor is first-rate in commanding battles and always takes the lead in facing dangers. For example, it's already very lucky to have escaped from the Soviets last night, and now he wants to go again and deliberately provoke the Soviets, with a high possibility of martyrdom.

  "Commander, you take the men back to base, I'll draw off the Soviets," Khwaja said.

  "No way, you can't drive." Muhammad vetoed it outright.

  "I can, sir. I've driven many cars before and just saw you drive..." Khwaja knew that Mhammad was leaving the danger to himself, but he also had to be brave enough to take on this task.

  "Have you ever driven a Kamaz truck? Will you not press the clutch when shifting gears? Do you have my driving skills?" Muhammad asked three questions in a row, then opened the door of the cab.

  Khwaja watched as Muhammad went up, knowing he was powerless to stop the instructor's actions.

  "Sir, I'll be waiting for you at the base," Khwaja said.

  "Recently, I've been training hard in the base. When I get back, we'll pull off a few more big ones," Muhammad said.

  Hearing the instructor's words, Khwaja was suddenly filled with confidence.

  "Take Dana to the back row," Muhammad said.

  This heavy truck is a rare double row seat, just enough for Dana to sit in the back.

  The long gown was a bit of a hindrance, but Dana still very consciously got on the truck under Duranni's gaze.

  Then Durrani also sat in the back, watching Dana, while Hadim sat in the front.

  Muhammad only took a glance, and he knew what Haidar was thinking. Although Saha was a traitor, but Saha's wife, Haidar still had great respect for her, it was likely that the two were acquainted before, so now it was very awkward, Haidar felt embarrassed to get too close to Dana.

  Muhammad's heart was cold and cruel, in fact, he also knew that maybe this Dana really didn't know about this matter, didn't know that Sahar was a traitor, but this Dana was Sahar's wife, so she had to pay a certain price, and Dana deceived herself when she knocked on the door of her own side for the first time, all of these were unforgivable.

  In war, it has always been ruthless and merciless; if Muhammad had shown any softness, he would definitely not have survived until the end of the war.

  At that time, he could only bring Dana over, otherwise, Dana would have to retreat with the other villagers. If Dana were to play some trick, then the entire village would be exposed in front of the Soviets. At that time, if the Soviets were to go on a killing spree, Muhammad would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

  And this Dana, seems to be as gentle and obedient as an oriental woman. Except for the beginning when she argued a few words, afterwards, she didn't have any opinions, even when they wanted to use her as bait, she remained silent and cooperative.

  Now, he pushed her onto the car and she obeyed just like that. A woman like this, Muhammad had rarely seen before.

  In the end, how to deal with her, Muhamed didn't think it through either. For now, bringing this woman along is a kind of insurance.

  "Bind her hands." Muhammad said.

  "Vroom, vroom." Muhammad started the engine and completed a three-point turn in the only empty space at the village entrance, heading back down the road they came from.

  Khawaja was frantically waving his hand behind him and shouting loudly: "Commander, I'm waiting for you at the base, our guerrilla squad is all waiting for you!"

  Muhammad smiled, he had successfully won the support of this guerrilla force, and from now on, he would lead this guerrilla force to fight more bravely, until the Soviets were completely driven out of Afghanistan!

  "Vroom, vroom." Muhammad stepped on the gas pedal. The Kamaz had unloaded all its cargo and was now empty, with over 200 horsepower engine propelling the vehicle forward, it suddenly shot out like a lion rushing down a mountain.

  Left the mountain village and walked for an hour, the sky gradually began to brighten. The big mountains became lower and lower, and finally, we were about to leave the mountains.

  Muhammad's eyes had a bit of bloodshot, which was the result of staying up all night, but he still looked energetic.

  From the rearview mirror inside, you can see Dana, wrapped in a blanket, seemingly asleep.

  The dashboard was also made of iron sheet. Muhammad could see that the fuel gauge pointer had already reached the bottom, which meant that the car was almost out of gas.

  "Screech!" Muhammad slammed on the brakes, and they had already arrived at a three-way intersection.

  "In front of the intersection, to the right, it will go all the way to Jalalabad, and to the left is towards the eastern border." Hadi saw Muhammad stop and said, thinking that Muhammad was lost, but he knew this place best.

  Leave the truck here and go back to base with a few people? This way, you won't be in any danger. However, if the Soviets see this empty vehicle, they may continue to move into the mountains and find the village of Gorst.

  Or stay here and wait for the Soviets to arrive, then lead them away?

  Just as he was hesitating, Hadem shouted: "The Soviets are coming! The Soviets have arrived!" (Great activity with pie in the sky, cool mobile phone waiting for you to take! Pay attention to ~ point / public account (WeChat add friend - add public account - enter qdread), participate immediately! Everyone has a prize, now pay attention to qdread WeChat public account!)