After nearly a month of assault training on Baba Sheep's territory, Ali successfully graduated. Although he only fired a few rockets from enrollment to graduation to familiarize himself with the operation, compared to his guerrilla colleagues, he at least had Opportunities to learn.
Then, Ali, who successfully graduated, quickly got on the donkey cart he came from, and embarked on the road back to his hometown.
Afghanistan is surrounded by mountains, and many places still maintain their ancient style. The differences between regions are extremely obvious. In Kandahar, the capital of Afghanistan, young girls can freely show off their figures in short skirts and bikinis, but in rural areas with a strong religious atmosphere The region is completely different.
The infrastructure is the same. The main roads connecting several major cities were built with assistance from the Soviet Union and other countries and are extremely modern. However, most of the roads are as bumpy as the dirt road Ali rode in the donkey cart.
However, this road did not affect Ali's good mood, because he came back with support from the *** brothers. Those precious ammunition and shells were carefully fixed on various flatbed trucks, and then Being dragged by animals like packhorses and donkeys towards the vast mountains of Afghanistan.
Where flatbed trucks cannot pass, there are long transport queues composed of camels, mules and other large livestock. Because the roads leading to China Unicom were all blown up by the Soviet air force, Afghans can only go through such small roads. Domestic transportation of ammunition.
But even so, it is not safe. The Soviet army's Su25 attack aircraft often cruise in border areas. Once a suspicious target is found, this attack opportunity, which is specially designed to attack ground targets, will instantly destroy countless rockets and bombs. Tilt over the target's head.
After firing rockets and bombs, these Su25s can continue to straf the ground with their loaded twin 30mm cannons. What is most painful to the Afghans is that this aircraft has nearly a ton of armor and can even withstand Attack the guerrillas with small-caliber defensive firepower on the ground.
Although the United States has given the Afghans some stingers, they are few in number, and the use of anti-aircraft missiles is very cumbersome. The Afghan guerrillas have not received much training, and it is very difficult to skillfully control weapons and shoot in the air.
However, the shadow of the air raid did not affect Ali. His donkey cart was stuffed with three rockets, as well as his Type 56 submachine gun and six boxes of 7.62x39mm Type 56 rifle ammunition.
At this moment, he was like a child who got a new toy. His hand was tightly placed on the box of rockets. Even the Afghan uncle who was driving the truck couldn't stand it.
"This thing is more important to you than your wife!"
"Uncle ***, you don't understand, this thing is a treasure given to us by Allah!"
"Really, then has Allah found you a wife? When I was your age, I was already married to your aunt!"
"Allah will give me a good wife, just like Aya next door!"
"Aya, good boy, if you dare to miss her, believe it or not, her father will break your legs!"
"I have a gun, I'm not afraid!"
The two were chatting happily, and the other passengers on the donkey cart were also similar. The war did not affect their emotions at all. People here may not even know whether they will see the sun tomorrow, but this does not prevent them from discussing The family is full of trivial matters.
In order to avoid the Soviet attack, the entire team was very careful day and night, but unfortunately, their crude camouflage methods still failed to escape the high-altitude detection of the Soviets.
"airplane!"
The roaring attack aircraft roared across the valley, and then flew over the head of the donkey convoy. The air waves made the donkeys neigh in fear. Ali hurriedly helped the uncle comfort the animals.
"Those planes didn't bomb us?"
"They went to find Yitzhak!"
The uncle's face turned pale, he closed his eyes helplessly, and silently recited the scriptures.
Yitzhak was the horse team that set off with the donkey convoy. Their scale was even larger, with hundreds of animals in total. The accompanying guerrillas totaled dozens of people, which was quite a bit more than the donkey convoy. Half a point.
Soon, everyone heard the faint sound of explosions from the other side of the valley. The uncle could imagine the misery of the cavalry under the bombing.
But he couldn't save those people. He could only ask his companions to disguise the donkey convoy, and then silently waited for the departure of those deadly aerial gods of death.
"Allah bless you!"
After a long period of bombing, the attack planes finally left the valley like vultures that had eaten their fill of flesh and blood. Then, the donkey convoy moved forward again. They were not far from their hometown, and there were many more there. Men await their transport of ammunition.
It's just that the uncle underestimated the Soviets. The Soviet pilots saw their team, but they just had to focus on the target and did not attack, but the pilots still reported the situation via radio.
Subsequently, the Soviet garrison took off and landed another batch of Su-17 attack aircraft, flying towards the convoy.
When Ali woke up again, he found that he was being carried to the roadside by several guerrillas who were traveling with him. After noticing that he was awake, the guerrillas couldn't help but feel happy, especially the uncle who was pulling the cart for him. He was completely charred and hugged him while crying and laughing.
"what happened?"
Ali said confused.
"A bomb blew up both you and the donkey cart. I thought you were dead!"
In the end, the donkey convoy failed to escape the air attack, but fortunately the uncle had experience. After hearing the sound of the plane, he shouted for everyone to hide in the fields beside the road. Ali was still sitting in the car at the time, and Before he could get up, the bomb fell.
Fortunately, he was thick-skinned. Apart from a concussion and some serious skin injuries, he was not seriously injured. The donkey convoy also suffered no major casualties. The only problem was that the donkeys and packhorses suffered heavy casualties in the air raids. Most of the goods they were transporting were also destroyed.
The most important thing is that the mount and barrel of the rocket launcher they transported also flew down the valley with the donkey cart.
"We've been given this one cannon!"
The uncle felt like he was mourning for his heir, but Ali, who had regained his composure, patted the uncle on the shoulder.
"The barrel is gone, but the shells are still there, right?"
"There are still twenty rounds left! I've already asked people to move them there!"
The uncle pointed to the roadside.
Ali glanced at it, then breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's okay. I learned from those instructors. These rockets can be used without a barrel, and they can be fired as before!"
Ali stopped the uncle who wanted to go down the mountain to retrieve the gun mount and comforted him.
"We'd better move on now and get the remaining supplies home as soon as possible!"
