Chapter Eighty-Five: Hanging Upside Down on the Cliff

  "Good job, Eva." someone said behind the armored vehicle to Karina.

  At this time, Karina had taken off the Afghan long gown that was covering her body and put on a combat uniform of the Soviet special forces. She looked heroic and majestic, holding an AK-74 rifle in her hand, and said to the person in front of her: "Tsyako, we have surrounded only the Panjshir guerrilla detachment, but there is another group that has escaped."

  If Muhamed were here and saw Karina's face, he would recognize her at once - it was still Kurbanova! That KGB agent!

  Kulneva's mission to infiltrate Muhammad failed, her appearance had been exposed and she could no longer remain undercover by Muhammad's side. She was then dispatched to the Panjshir Valley, where after half a year, Kulneva successfully became Masood's woman. If it weren't for the winter season making mountain roads impassable, she would have already taken care of Masood's guerrilla troops.

  Now, the Soviet troops mobilized a large force and entered the Panjshir Valley, with the guidance of Kurnayev, successfully luring Massoud's guerrilla forces into an ambush.

  Masood's downfall is imminent, annihilating such a guerrilla force, Kurbanova's merit is great, but she is still not satisfied, she cannot forget Mukhamed, the woman who made Kurbanova fail.

  Jiakai joined Kuruni Aiva, thinking the battle was about to end, but heard Kuruni Aiva say there was another group of people, and couldn't help asking: "Who else?"

  "Jalalabad was in an uproar over Muhammad," Gulnara said. "He also came here and mixed with Masood, he guessed it was a trap and didn't follow Masood."

  When Kurniawan thought of meeting Muhammad again, she was a little scared. Fortunately, she had already gained Masood's complete trust. If Masood knew that she was Soviet, the Afghan guerrillas would have various means to torture her. She felt lucky enough to be able to stand here intact again.

  "Wasn't that the Muhammad who blew up Jalalabad Airport?" Djakov's eyes flashed with a fierce light: "Orders. Spetsnaz, withdraw and follow me!"

  "Kia Kao, your mission is to eliminate Masood's forces here." Kuruni reminded.

  "The people of the 108th Division, as long as they are not fools, will have no problem if they can eliminate Masood's men in the encircled area." Jiayake said: "I'm going to find Muhammad and wipe out his men. Avenge the A Corps!"

  A detachment also subordinate to the KGB special forces, like GRU, and Dyak and Krivkov are still friends. This time in Afghanistan, Dyak really wanted to go find Mukhamad, but was sent to Panjshir Valley instead. Now, hearing that Mukhamad is also here, he immediately gives an order.

  Masud's men have been surrounded. If the 108th Division can't even wipe out the guerrillas within the encirclement, it only goes to show how stupid they are.

  "Aiwa, lead the way, you're most familiar with this place," Jiayue said.

  "I have a request." Kuruni Aiva said through gritted teeth.

  "What's required?"

  "Annihilate Muhammad's guerrilla troops. Leave Muhammad to me, he is mine." Kurbanova said: "I will give him an unforgettable lesson."

  Kurniawan has failed only once since he started carrying out KGB's tasks, to Muhamaad, Kurniawan harbors a deep hatred.

  "Good," Jiayao said.

  The people of Guluot War Journey have slowly withdrawn from the battlefield and entered the depths of the mountains under the leadership of Kur Niva.

  The battle in the valley is still going on fiercely.

  "Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat-tat." Masud's heavy machine gun didn't stop roaring. After taking out several enemy machine gun positions across the way, Masud turned his barrel around and began firing at the infantry fighting vehicles behind them.

  12.7mm bullets kept pouring out of the muzzle, and as long as they hit the infantry fighting vehicle's body, a hole would be torn open.

  Under Masud's gunfire, an infantry fighting vehicle was blown up instantly, and flames illuminated the surroundings.

  "Captain, danger!" Just as Masood continued to fire, a guerrilla fighter pounced on Masood's body, pinning him down firmly.

  "Boom!" A 73mm grenade fired from an infantry fighting vehicle exploded beside Masood, the blast wave tossing the guerrilla fighter who had been pressing against him. Masood felt as if his stomach had been punched hard and spat out a mouthful of blood.

  That guerrilla fighter had blood all over his back and was unable to speak anymore.

  "Soviets, I'll fight you to the end!" Masood shouted loudly, continuing to fire his machine gun.

  Surrounded by mountains on three sides, the guerrilla troops could not break through and would ultimately be annihilated. The only chance was to break through from the encirclement of infantry carts piled up behind.

  But now this possibility is too small, with gunfire on all sides, Masood felt that at least one regiment of Soviets was surrounding them, more than 2,000 people, and their own few hundred guerrilla fighters could break through in the end, probably not even one in ten.

  Damn it! That bitch Karina! If I ever run into her again, I'll definitely kill her and flay her alive!

  Masood began to regret it, at this time, he knew that Muhammad's judgment was completely correct, and he easily believed a woman.

  The people around him were dwindling one by one, and Masood's heart was growing increasingly heavy.

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  "Mr. Muhammad, save our guerrillas quickly!" On the other side of the mountain, listening to the sound of gunfire, Fahim's eyes were red as he spoke to Muhammad.

  Fahim ran back to find Muhammad, just met halfway, and the battle on this side began right after Fahim had just conveyed Masoud's goodwill to Muhammad.

  Masood is surrounded! Muhammad's heart also sank, standing on the slope of this mountain, he could vaguely see the battle over there, but...

  The most direct way is to launch a surprise attack from the rear, open up a gap in those infantry fighting vehicles, and escort Masood's men out. However, the Soviets will definitely not let their own side slip away, they will closely follow behind, gradually whittling down their own forces, while also having helicopters hovering above, constantly eliminating the guerrilla fighters, ultimately, they won't be able to escape beyond two or three mountain peaks, until not a single one is left.

  "What should we do now?" Muhammad was still deep in thought, when Fahim said: "Mr. Muhammad, we were wrong about you! Masood sent me to guide you, if I had known earlier, I would have fought with our guerrilla forces together, even if it meant death! Let's go and rescue our guerrilla forces!"

  Having said that, Fahim took his two guerrilla fighters and was about to leave.

  "Lead the way?" Muhammad's eyes lit up: "Fahim, do you know of any route that can bypass the battlefield and reach the other side of the mountain pass?"

  When Fahim heard Muhammad's words, he was taken aback for a moment and immediately replied: "Both sides are cliffs, and no one can turn over. How could we attach so much importance to this mountain pass? As long as a battalion of infantry controls it, no one can get through."

  "I know of a path." Just then, one of the guerrillas brought by Fahim said: "Actually it's not a path, just follow the cliff and climb over. A few years ago when the flood came, several people from our village climbed over that cliff to escape the flood."

  Climb over from the cliff! The cliff is straight up and down, with no protective measures in place. It's still nighttime now, and if you're not careful, you'll end up as mush.

  "Alright, you lead us to climb over." Muhammad said to the guerrilla: "We'll flip to the back of the Soviets, seize the mountain pass, and then we can save your guerrillas."

  "No way, that's too dangerous." This time it was Fakhim who disagreed: "Too risky, maybe there's hope during the day, but now it's night!"

  "We have no choice," Mohammad said: "Khawaja, take ten men and follow me. Durrani, you bring the rest of the people. Three hours later, launch an attack from this side, hit the Soviet armored vehicles hard, and then break through!"

  Muhammad brought over a hundred men, it's impossible for all of them to climb the mountain, there, just a dozen or so people are enough, Duranni took the rest of the people and also had to pass through the battlefield, escaping from the mountain pass.

  Moreover, this can also attract the attention of the Soviet Union and create opportunities for our side to capture the mountain pass.

  "Sir, I'll go with you." Dulaney said.

  "Execute the order!" Muhammad said, picking up his own AKM rifle and saying to Fahim's men: "Let's go, we're going to rescue the Panjshir guerrillas!"

  Fahim looked at Muhammad's firm expression and suddenly felt a surge of emotion in his heart. This was the true brother!

  The fighting over there is continuing, Muhhamad knows that Masood cannot hold on for too long, after dawn the Soviet helicopters will continue to strike at Masood's guerrilla fighters inside the encirclement, not a single person will be left.

  You must leave here before dawn! The only choice is to climb over the cliff!

  From this mountain road, after walking for half an hour, there is a steep cliff in front of us. Everyone took a cold breath when they saw the cliff.

  "Up," Muhamed said, grasping the protruding stone with both hands and quickly climbing up.

  This is actually a kind of mountaineering, and later generations of rock climbing enthusiasts like to take on this challenge, only they have complete equipment, while Muhammad relies on his own hands and feet.

  Watching Muhammad climb up, Fahim followed behind him, and the rest of the guerrilla fighters also came up.

  On the other side of the mountain, the battle is still going on, while on this side of the cliff, it's a silent fight against nature.

  The Panjshir guerrilla fighter in charge of leading the way fell behind, he quickly climbed up the boulders, wanting to overtake, suddenly, the rock grasped by his right hand loosened violently.