After learning that the Soviets were advancing here, no one panicked. After all, the valley was so big that there was plenty of room for escape, and everyone present was considered a veteran of some battles.
Bashtu stood up first, and while issuing warning orders to various outposts in the valley, he asked his men to prepare to send the British away first. According to him, these British friends were here to help him, how could they be put in danger? Woolen cloth?
"There are enemies only in the southwest now. If you take a detour from the southeast and go back through the desert, there will definitely be no problem!"
The British fully accepted Bashtu's suggestions. After all, this was their beloved relative, brother, and friend. How could he deceive them?
Without further ado, in order to avoid being blocked by the Soviets, a group of British people gathered together without even packing their luggage and prepared to leave under the escort of a dozen Gurkha soldiers.
They rode horses and ran all the way to the southeast, not daring to stop at all on the road. As they were running, more Soviet military aircraft appeared in the sky, but it seemed that they had not been discovered yet.
It wasn't until they were about to leave the valley and enter the desert that the situation suddenly changed.
"Sir, the exit of the valley is ahead. If we leave the valley and turn southeast, we will leave Afghanistan in only thirty kilometers!"
"Okay, okay!"
Jazz nodded happily, then looked at the perfect terrain at the mouth of the valley and laughed.
"These Soviets are still very rough at work. This place is easy to defend but difficult to attack. If they set up an ambush here, I'm afraid none of us will be able to escape today!"
"Yeah, the KGB is nothing more than that!"
Several old Mi Ziqi men from the Special Air Service Regiment couldn't help but comment, and then they ordered the cavalry to move forward.
And just when the Gurkha guards who were exploring the path dozens of meters ahead were about to walk out of the valley, a strange sound roared over.
The expressions on the faces of several veterans of the air service group changed drastically. They immediately rolled over and dismounted from their horses, hiding in the belly of the horse.
Jazz was half-beating and wanted to ask what these people were doing, but dense air-burst grenades exploded on the heads of the Gurkha guards.
A dozen unlucky guys who were walking in the front were affected on the spot. Whether dead or alive, they all fell down. And the moment they fell, many GRU soldiers appeared on both sides of the valley.
"run!"
As expected of their training, several British veterans immediately turned their horses and started running away. Before one of them ran away, he did not forget to take away Jazz, who was wailing because he had eaten several shrapnel.
"Hold on, we'll go find reinforcements!"
Before leaving, the British did not forget to give orders to the last few remaining Gurkha guards.
These natives from the Himalayas have always been used as special dog legs for the British. At this moment, knowing that there is a dead end, the commander still shouted a few slogans in Gurkha, and then led his few men to try to seize the advantage. terrain.
But their resistance was insignificant in front of the GRU. The British only ran a few hundred meters away, and these Gurkha soldiers were beaten to death by the GRU at the exit of the valley.
Some GRU soldiers tried to pursue them, but were stopped by the commander.
"Don't worry, they can't escape!"
The frightened British dragged the wailing Jazz back the same way without looking back. Then when they returned to the valley camp, they were shot by the guerrilla sentries. Fortunately, the sentries were not accurate, otherwise a few British might really have killed him. I'm going to die here.
"What the hell, the Soviets blocked the southwest exit!"
"What, how is this possible?"
"We were attacked, but thanks to Lieutenant Yatai's desperate protection, we were able to evacuate!"
"That's it!"
Rambo raised his eyebrows. No wonder all the Gurkha guards following the British were missing, but he didn't say anything. After all, the Gurkhas and the British were running in both directions. One volunteered to be a dog and the other volunteered to raise one. It doesn't matter how many dogs die, he has only one mission, that is
To bring his own people back alive.
"The actions of the Soviets should not be accidental. I will take people to investigate again!"
Rambo then took several of his men to ride horses back and forth in the valley. He saw Soviet soldiers in the north, and was attacked by snipers in the south. One horse was even hit, but fortunately The unlucky guy on the horse only suffered a broken arm and no other injuries.
A few hours later, Rambo returned to the camp, which had become a mess, and brought back news of the siege.
This news was consistent with the news brought back by the guerrilla sentries, so everyone in the camp began to panic.
"Why did the Soviets know so accurately? How did they know there were guerrilla activities here?"
"I don't know. My people are always very careful when outside. It's impossible to lure them here!"
Bashtu jumped out first and refuted the conjectures of conspiracy theories. In order not to arouse suspicion, his guerrillas were all hard-core anti-Soviet guerrilla fighters. As for himself, unless the Americans had a hole in their brains, he would Suspicious of him!
"Then maybe the Soviets used some method!"
"Satellite, it must be a satellite. The Soviets must have developed a high-definition satellite that can monitor the ground!"
While everyone was still discussing, Rambo had quietly asked his men to set up a radio station and informed Pakistan of the bad news.
After learning that their agents and the Americans were trapped by the Soviets in a mountainous area covering an area of 1,000 square kilometers, the British people in charge in Pakistan could not sit still. They must know that Britain has always been defeated in intelligence wars. More wins with less. If those people are caught this time, the Soviet Union may have no idea what it will do to Britain!
Therefore, the British immediately found the person in charge of the CIA in Pakistan and asked the other party to find a way as soon as possible to rescue the blocked agents!
The CIA was also worried, but at this moment there was no time to find out how the Soviets got this information. According to the intelligence controlled by the CIA, the Soviets were mobilizing Afghan troops to enter. By then, once the encirclement was completed, it would be impossible to save people. It’s even harder than climbing to the sky! .
"Well, how about distributing cyanide to them?"
Shepard, who was participating in a conference call in the United States, was the first to make a cold joke, and then received support from the British, which made Shepard a little dumbfounded.
"It's just a joke. No matter what happens, we will never give up on our brothers! This was my promise when they joined the company, so I will definitely do it!"
