"The possibility of breaking through to the south is almost not that we can’t match the enemy’s firepower. All roads between us and the Afghan government forces are in the valley, and the terrain is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Even if all of us are dead, it is impossible to rush over." The staff of Ivanov Corps once again proved from a professional point of view that Grachev has reached a conclusion

Grachev angrily took off his hat and slammed it on the map. He walked to one side and looked at the scenery outside the valley and lit a cigarette silently. I don’t know if he can live today. It’s a few days before this hellhole. Maybe …
Grachev is not a smart person, not a metallurgical worker since childhood. Born in Grachev, Tula Prefecture, it is impossible to receive much education. Even among a group of rural children who don’t like learning, Grachev is the one who has been working hard but can never be among the best. However, Grachev has never given up, so he has to work harder than others. The emperor did not let Grachev work hard in vain. Grachev stepped into the Fulongzhi Military Academy, the highest military institution in the Soviet Union. Ten years after the gate, those talents far exceeded those of Grachev, and the children had disappeared. It was just in their early thirties, but Grachev had already become the head of the 354th regiment of the famous 13 th Division.
In Fulongzhi Military Academy, Grachev is still not the most favored student of the professors. It is no wonder that since the establishment of Fulongzhi Military Academy in 1991, many military talents have graduated from zhukov, Cui Kefu … which one is not famous, but Grachev still worked hard day and night and finally graduated with excellent results. Grachev worked hard to win the respect of his teachers. A professor who valued him said to him, "Although you are not my brightest student, you are my most valued student. I have a word for you. All real talents are found from the impossible and hope can be seen from despair."
"From the impossible, you may see hope from despair." Grachev recalled this sentence in his mind at this time. He just stood there until the cigarette burned his finger.
Grachev felt as if he had caught something. For the first time in his life, he had an epiphany. He ran to the place just now and picked it up again. He has studied the map several times. There are sheng fighters in the southeast and northwest. Guerrillas control the territory. There are friendly Afghan government troops in the south, but there are also many lines of defense waiting for him to hit the east and west. In addition to cliffs, there are heavy firepower arranged by the enemy. The territory controlled by another tribe in the north is still as good as the sheng war in the south. The situation of armed soldiers is familiar with the situation faced by China, a talented strategist in 1934. It was in this situation that he highlighted the encirclement with his defeated troops.
"Pass! Everything is all right! " Grachev shouted excitedly.
"What passed the colonel?" Staff ivanov said with a face of doubt
"I’ve decided that I want to break north!" Grachev’s tone is full of excitement and no doubt.
"Break north? But in the north, a Tajik tribe controls the territory. Are they equally strong? " Staff ivanov think colonel pressure is too brain problems?
"I want to go because it is the territory controlled by Tajik tribes. Although they are all armed by sheng fighters, Tajiks will not let Pashtuns enter their own territory, let alone shoot guns in their own territory!"
After Grachev’s explanation, General Ivanov was suddenly enlightened. He suddenly thought of two new questions and asked, "But what about those Afghan government troops? And we have a helicopter to carry out the rescue. What about those comrades who were chased by guerrillas? "
"Inform the Afghan government forces that we will continue to break south and tell them where to wait for us honestly. Just help us stall the enemy in those lost comrades-in-arms or call the plane back. We need their escort this time!" When Grachev said these two sentences, he remembered another sentence given to him by the professor-"A great achievement will make a million bones dry!" Please continue to note that we update the fastest novel network w w w
Chapter 14 Abandonment
_ _ _ _ Please visit the latest website to read the latest chapter of mobile phone: M CC is running for his life in the rain of bullets. Xie Liaosha and battalion commander Vasily have been suppressed by enemy gunfire at the moment and can’t lift their heads. Battalion commander Vasily has been aiming at the accuracy of pickup shooting. Now battalion commander Vasily and Xie Liaosha are relying on the feeling of guns * pop-ups? @++wwｗ* C
Because Hafezola Kassem Wardak demanded that these Soviets be captured alive, the original rocket can solve the problem and become an endless pursuit. Yakov, who has excellent driving skills, is trying his best to get rid of the present desperate situation.
Being suppressed by guerrilla fire, Xie Liaosha couldn’t lift his head in the car. Suddenly, he felt a propeller sound in his ear. Xie Liaosha carefully adjusted his posture in the car to prevent being hit by stray bullets. He lay on his back in the truck and looked back. A multi-way helicopter was flying towards them quickly. Xie Liaosha and Vassili had been watching the enemy Yakov in the rearview mirror and saw the plane. He immediately told the good news to his companions in the car. Everyone felt saved.
The day the plane flew closer and closer, the pilot finally paid attention to the flying height to prevent the rocket attack from the enemy’s hands. The plane soon arrived at Xie Liaosha, and the crew above them shouted to Xie Liaosha through the megaphone, "The armed men show your identity."
Listening to the friendly Russian, Xie took a great comfort. He tried hard to shout at the plane. Unfortunately, the voice was blown away by the propeller. Or battalion commander Vasily was experienced. He threw away his Afghan robe, tore it off and put it on. He hung it in his own hand. ak74 was held high. There is nothing to say. There is nothing better than a sea soul shirt.
Soviet soldiers wearing Sea Soul Shirts originated from the former commander, General Margelov, and General Margelov was a naval officer in the early days of the Soviet Patriotic War. In the battle to defend Leningrad, Margelov led the Baltic Marine Corps, and the German invaders exhibited fierce battles. In the battle, the marines wore Sea Soul Shirts and fought bravely with their enemies. The Sea Soul Shirt became a symbol of bravery on the battlefield. After the Great Patriotic War, Margelov was transferred to the army and later became the commander of the Soviet Union. However, he always kept a bullet-riddled Sea Soul Shirt to commemorate the death of the Marines in the Great Patriotic War.
Hanging on the ak74 Sea Soul Shirt and fluttering in the wind, the multi-way helicopter immediately turned its gun on Battalion Vasily and Selyosha. Behind them, the enemy took on the task of stopping the enemy helicopter pilot, risking being hit by rockets and lowering the altitude. The crew members of the plane slowly put the rescue rope ladder from the plane while pouring the shells on the enemy.
Mido-way helicopter pilot should not only ensure the synchronous movement of the plane and truck, but also worry about the enemy rockets chasing behind. As soon as the guerrillas saw the rope ladder released from the plane, they immediately fired two rockets through rpg7. The helicopter pilot was always vigilant and quickly pulled up the plane car. Xie Liaosha almost caught the rocket hanging from the rope ladder. The rocket flew over the top of the truck and just landed on the road ahead, which stopped Yakov’s way. He had to put the car on a side slope and fork in the road.
Xie Liaosha was very upset. He was almost saved just now. He stared at the plane hanging rope ladder and got ready to jump again. Just as Xie Liaosha was still anxiously waiting for the plane to land again, the multi-way helicopter code-named Firebird II received the latest order from Falcon.
"Call us immediately return to navigation? But what about Comrade Mian? He’s our colleague! " The helicopter pilot questioned the order in the microphone.
"There is no way out. This is our only hope to break through. In the worst case, we may face double the enemy!" Grachev ashamed to explain to the pilot.
"Colonel, let me try again, even if I save one. How can I throw our comrades to the enemy like this?" The pilot asked Grachev to try again with tears in his eyes. His faith and conscience were not allowed to abandon his comrades-in-arms
"I can understand your feelings, but there are more than one hundred and sixty comrades waiting for you here. If you don’t fly back now, I’m not sure to take them home? Can you be white? " Grachev emotionally persuaded during the call.
"But!"
"There is nothing but! There is a chance to break through. If you don’t come back, we will all die here. "Grachev said in a heavy voice on the phone that he repeatedly ordered the pilot in Grachev and finally chose to order him to fly the plane to Xie Liaosha and Vasily through the megaphone." I’m sorry! We’ve got new orders. We can’t rescue you anymore! “
The sound from the loudspeaker was full of shame and Nai Xie Liao Sha heard it wrong by herself, but as the plane gradually rose, the rope ladder was slowly withdrawn. Xie Liao Sha was completely angry. They were abandoned and thrown to the enemy by their comrades. Everyone in Vasily’s car cabin was equally angry. Xie Liao Sha shouted desperately to the sky, "Bastards, you flying bastards, this is murder! Murder! “
The returning helicopter is shooting wildly at the guerrilla vehicles in front of it. It seems that Xie Liaosha is completely desperate. What is waiting for Xie Liaosha ahead? Captured? Or death?
Vasily looked at the car, and the dense enemy grasped the car again. He said to Xie Liaosha, "I didn’t expect to die here today. I ~ ~" Vasily’s voice has been slamming on the accelerator, but Yakov stepped on the brakes. The huge inertia made Vasily battalion commander and Xie Liaosha guard against falling to the ground, leaving a long brake mark on the ground.
When Xie Liaosha finally got up and wanted to ask Yakov what was going on, everything in front of him had made him understand why Yakov did it. There was no road ahead. There was a way to cross a canyon and the bridge that originally connected the two sides of the canyon was blown up. Please continue to note that we updated the fastest novel network w w w.
Chapter 15 The way home
_ _ _ _ Please visit the latest website to read the latest chapter of mobile phone: M CC "No way to gamble * popup window? @++www * c "Yakov, sitting in the driver’s seat, said something like cheering himself up, but the sound was very small and seemed a little lacking in confidence.
"What did you say?" Sitting in the passenger seat, Yuri didn’t hear what Yakov was saying and hurriedly asked 1.
"I said that there is no way to gamble!" Yakov repeated what he had just said. This time, his tone was firm, as if he had made up his mind. He moved the gear to reverse gear, slammed on the gas pedal and the car quickly reversed.
"What do you want?" Yakov’s trip surprised Yuri. He didn’t know what Yakov was doing. Battalion Commander Vasily and Selyosha were also blinded by the sudden backward movement of the car.
"Everyone is seated. Ann will take me to fly from here!" Yakov shouted, in fact, if he didn’t wake up, everyone would have been seated. The car had been driving at a high speed just now, and it would have been broken.
"We will fall and die, you crazy!" Yuri looked at Yakov in fear, but he didn’t stop Yakov, because even if Yakov didn’t do this, they would be dead.
The car is getting closer and closer to the guerrillas. Seeing the car rushing towards them in reverse, the car has been chasing after it. sheng, the fighters aimed all the guns at them. They flew like raindrops. Battalion Vasily guarded Selyosha in his face.
Yakov looked in the rearview mirror for a while and looked ahead. He has been estimating the distance. This is not the first time he has done this. He did it once when he was followed by popov people in Gorky. As the car got closer and closer to the guerrillas behind him, Yakov finally stepped on the brakes and slowed down slowly until it stopped. Yakov changed gears again and the car accelerated forward quickly. The speedometer pointer pointed to the maximum speed.
Yakov doesn’t have time to take care of those enemies now. There is a broken bridge in his eyes. As the speed is getting faster and faster, Yakov’s steering wheel becomes more and more difficult to control. It’s not as important as steering to help the steering wheel. Yakov has to make sure that he won’t roll over the bumpy road at high speed, and finally he comes to the bridge deck slope, which slows down his speed. The distance gap is getting closer and closer. Yakov has closed his eyes and his heart is flying out of his chest. Sitting next to him, Yuri protects his head and shrinks into a ball.
Just as the car reached the end of the road, Yakov bravely opened his eyes. He wanted to verify his luck with his own eyes. Yakov felt that he had been thrown into the middle. He saw the car fall with his own eyes, but there was still a little distance from the other side of the bridge.
"Is it going to fall?"
"Do you really want to fall?"
Yakov couldn’t help repeating this sentence over and over again. "Crash!" There was a loud noise and the car crashed heavily on the other side of the bridge deck. Yakov controlled the direction and slammed the brakes wildly. He didn’t dare to step on the brakes. Doing so would definitely overturn the car.
Everyone in the car couldn’t believe it. Everyone cheered and celebrated the joy of the rest of their lives. No one dared to fly from the other side of the bridge like them.
Seryosha also got up. He wanted to celebrate with battalion commander Vasily. When he got up from the front of battalion commander Vasily, he saw that he was covered in blood. Battalion Vasily fell to the side.
When the morning sun just rose from the horizon the next day, Grachev, who was sitting in a helicopter, slowly saw himself bathed in the morning light. It was only one day since Kabul, and Grachev felt as if it had been a year. He couldn’t believe that he could come back alive.
Grachev’s plan really worked. Tajiks and Pashtuns really didn’t have any mutual trust mechanism. When Dangla Joff led the defeated soldiers who had little resistance to retreat along the border between the two tribes, neither tribe did anything to them. As Grachev thought, Pashtuns dared not shoot at Tajiks’ territory, and Tajiks also dared not shoot at Pashtuns’ territory. Two allies who lacked mutual trust just let their common enemies go.
Although it took a big detour, it avoided more casualties until they gradually got out of danger. The rescue team finally breathed a sigh of relief. Grachev didn’t step into the cabin until all his hands got off the plane.
The plane has landed, and Grachev saw ambulances everywhere around the airport. This time, the heroic Red Army suffered heavy losses, and almost all the bodies of the dead soldiers were thrown to the enemy, and many were injured.
The plane finally returned to the ground safely, and the medical staff immediately ran over. The soldiers came out of the plane dejected. Grachev helped the medical staff carry the wounded from the plane to the ambulance, and he didn’t walk back slowly until everyone left the plane.
The pilot of the helicopter codenamed Firebird II has been sitting in his seat since he landed on the ground. Almost everyone has left the plane. A flight mechanic on the same plane saw that something was wrong with him and was still persuading him, "Andre, you are carrying out orders."
"Thank you, Nicholas. I want to be quiet!" The pilot name Andre replied.
"all right! Don’t go back to rest early for too long! " Nikolai, the flight mechanic, turned and left the handle to Andre.
Most people have left the plane and Grachev has gone back. Andre took out everything in his pocket on the plane and put it neatly on the bridge. He took off his flying helmet, kissed it and put it on the seat. He slowly walked off the plane, took a few steps forward, and then couldn’t move. He pulled out his gun from his waist and slowly raised it to his temple.
"bang!" A gunshot made Grachev, who was walking back, feel shocked. He turned around and threw away his coat. He quickly ran to the shooting place. When he got there, there were many personalities around him. Racov pushed the person in front of him and slowly squeezed in. When he finally got to the front, a dead pilot’s body fell in blood, which made him feel a little sad. The pilot held the gun in his right hand and there was a hole in the temple. Blood slowly gushed out from it. The dead pilot still had his eyes open. Grachev squatted down slowly and closed his eyes. Please continue to note that we updated the fastest novel network w w w.
Chapter 16 Funeral
_ _ _ _ Please visit the latest website to read the latest chapter of mobile phone: M CC took Xie Liaosha and they survived. The speed of oyoa pickup truck slowly dropped until it stopped. @++www * c Yakov tried to restart the car, but it was all in vain. The oil meter light had been on a long time ago, and the car could break down at any time since then. Everyone was actually prepared in their hearts.
There was no fuel in the car, but weapons, food and water. Battalion Vassili lay peacefully in the car with his hands alternately folded in front of him. He was shot three times to protect Xie Liaosha, and by the time Xie Liaosha found out, it was too late.
Yakov’s three consecutive attempts to start the car ended in failure. Everyone gave up completely and left the car one after another. Xie Liaosha carried Vasily’s battalion commander’s body on his back. The rest of them took surplus food and water on their backs, carrying ak47 and enough bombs, and continued to walk south. According to the map, Kabul City is just south of Xie Liaosha. If they want to chase them, they will have to bypass the whole canyon. It will take at least half a day.