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Chapter 109 Seize the Hospital

Hwaja lay on the roof of a house and kept firing at the opposite side. In the SVD's scope, a government soldier appeared, trapped with a crosshair and then pulled the trigger. It was that simple.

When the target in the scope was aimed at the target, a blood hole appeared in the chest, and then fell backwards.

Facing the guerrillas like wolves and tigers, the government soldiers guarding the gate immediately gave up their resistance. Some ran towards the hospital, while others dispersed from both sides and entered the alley and ran away.

Mhamad led the guerrillas toward the gate. The yard in front of the hospital was empty and there was no one to see.

As soon as he rushed into the gate, Mhamad felt a sudden shock in his chest, and then his whole body fell backwards.

"Instructor!" Osama rushed behind Mhamad and shouted immediately when he saw Mhamad fall to the ground.

"I'm fine." Mhamad rolled back twice with the help of the fallen force, skillfully drilled behind the low wall next to him, opposite the three-story hospital building, from which the bullets were shot.

There were either doctors or patients in the hospital, and there were not many combatants, and almost all of them did not carry guns. This was why Mhamad immediately decided to attack the hospital after discovering the hospital.

Although attacks on hospitals are prohibited in the Geneva Convention, the hostile sides in a state of war will not take these shitty conventions to heart. When the Soviets threw poisonous gas bombs at villages in Afghanistan, did you think of the convention?

In this world, there are only strengths and weaknesses, and the strong ones are the right side.

Now, a man holding a gun appeared opposite him, and the shooting was very accurate. This was a sniper!

A sniper cannot stop a soldier like a tide. If he orders all the guerrillas to rush in, he can also rush over, but unfortunate people will die.

But... this is not the best choice. The guerrillas sacrificed too much, so great that half of the Afghan guerrilla forces would be completely wiped out, and another team member would be unbearable!

"Room, rumble." The roar of a female deer came from the distant sky. Mhamad knew that he could not hesitate anymore.

Now, we are still not mixed with the Soviets. Only when we enter that building, we are safe. The Soviets cannot fight with their own doctors, nurses and patients. Those people are our amulets.

If you can't go in, when the female deer comes, she will kill all the people exposed to the outside.

"The person with bulletproof insertion board and helmet, follow me!" shouted Mhamad.

There are always people who have to sacrifice, and they can only go first. After all, there are titanium alloy helmets and titanium alloy bulletproof inserts. The possibility of sacrifice is minimal.

Hearing Mhamad's words, Osama, Herman, Hadim and others stood up from the hidden place, ran into the gate.

This open area of ​​several dozen meters will be very dangerous.

"Da." Sure enough, another shot happened to hit Hadim in the thigh. Hadim screamed and fell to the ground.

The other party was very smart. When he found that the bullet hit his chest, he immediately chose to hit his thigh, which was unprotected! Mhamad stood up gritted his teeth, and there was an rpg on his shoulder.

This time, Mhamad did not follow him, but stayed behind, just observing. The moment the bullet was shot out, Mhamad keenly discovered the other party's hiding place, the room on the east side of the second floor!

Mhamad stood up almost at the same time, aimed and pulled the trigger.

"Boom!" The rocket flew past and hit the window on the second floor accurately. With the explosion, the entire room was blown into ruins. If there were no cement-poured pillars, the third floor would collapse.

"Run!" Mhamad shouted, all the guerrillas rushed into the inside from the gate.

"Control all the people in it, and if there are those who resist, they will be eliminated immediately!" Mhamad continued to shout as he ran.

That rocket might not have destroyed the sniper. He might have left the ward quickly. Even so, he could provide his guerrillas with enough time, which is enough.

Osama dragged Aga and pulled him to the steps of the hospital. Aga sat there, watching Osama kick open the door of the hospital.

Inside were trembling medical staff.

"Dadada..." Osama's muzzle soared into the sky, shooting a shuttle of bullets, with a ferocious face: "Be honest with me, otherwise you will be killed!"

The training of the guerrillas is still very primitive. In this case, it should be professional training of CQB. While rushing into the hospital building, Mhamad was thinking in his heart that at this time, he had no time to tell them what to do.

Search each room!

"Bang." Osama kicked open the door of a ward, and there were only two trembling nurses inside. At the warning of Osama's muzzle, they were taken to the hall on the first floor, and then began to search for the next one.

The guerrillas rushed in began to search one by one.

"Bang." Another ward was kicked open, and suddenly, gunshots came from inside.

Two guerrillas exposed at the door were instantly hit and fell backwards. The person next to him wanted to continue rushing up, but two more fell.

"Top the grenade." Mhamad said.

A guerrilla took out the grenade, pulled the pull ring, released the holder, and threw the grenade in when counting to three. At the same time, he ran back quickly.

"Boom!" With the huge explosion, the entire room, as well as the next ward, was destroyed. In the dust, the guerrillas rushed into it again. In addition to the broken bricks, there was also a corpse, holding an ak-74 rifle, which was a soldier from the government army.

A soldier from the government army killed four guerrillas and he was already worth it.

Fighting in cities has the characteristics of this kind of battle. Without professional training, it is easy to be ambushed. This kind of battle is the most tragic.

The entire first floor was quickly cleared out, and after receiving the lesson just now, the guerrillas were more careful.

This is just a hospital, not a place where heavy troops are guarding. Except for the casualties caused by the government soldier just now, the guerrillas did not suffer any further losses.

The entire first floor was safe, and the guerrillas continued to search the second floor.

More than a hundred guerrillas gathered in this building, and the rest, led by Fashim, quickly occupied the surrounding houses.

If we only control the hospital, then our side will be very passive. The Soviets completely surrounded the place, and all kinds of weapons were aimed at the hospital building. More than 500 guerrillas would be like a turtle among the men.

Now, if you control the private houses within 200 meters of the periphery, any guerrilla will cause great losses to the Soviets.

Carrying his SVD sniper rifle, Hwaja quickly ran towards the tallest building nearby - a tower clock fifty meters away from the hospital.

From here, you can overlook the surrounding blocks, the Soviet armored vehicles and tanks were moving from the barracks, and the female deer in the sky... Hwaja put the heavy machine gun on the window under the tower clock, and he knew in his heart that this time it was probably a big disaster.

A river flows behind the hospital. It is a river that travels through the entire center of Jalalabad. The Kabul River originates from the mountainous areas in northern Kabul and flows all the way to the neighboring country of Pakistan. Only places with water can there be life. Jalalabad was established on this river.

There was never such a dangerous situation, they were isolated and helpless, and they could only passively wait for the Soviets to attack and attack. When the last bullet was fired, their powers would probably disappear.

No, Mr. Mhamad must have a way! He will definitely bring this team back safely!

Hwaja watched the armored vehicles gradually advance, and soon the battle would really begin. At this time, he began to trust Mhamad again with great confidence.

"Dadada..." There was a fire exchange in the direction of another block. Hwaja looked there and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Masoude was in a mess.

When he heard the helicopter flying in, he knew that the situation was not good, and the idea of ​​escaping back to the mountains was blocked by him and returned to his mind. He would definitely die when he returned! Masud could only lead the remaining guerrillas to attack the city of Jalalabad. He also chose to find a place with a large number of Soviet people and a weaker defense, so he chose the government building.

However, in front of the government building, he encountered strong resistance, and a company of Soviets were arranged here, waiting for the guerrillas to attack, and cooperated with several infantry fighting vehicles.

As a result, Masood left more than twenty corpses, and Cang Kuang left there, followed by a company of Soviet soldiers.

Seeing Masud running towards this side, Hwaja couldn't help but look disdainful in his eyes. Humph, this arrogant and ignorant guerrilla captain! If it weren't for him, how could he be surrounded here?

Not only did he harm himself, but he even harmed so many guerrillas! Most of the losses of resisting the Soviets were Massoudekan!

Thinking of this, Hwaja's SVD sniper rifle turned around and aimed it at him through a mechanical sight. He wanted to pull the trigger immediately and kill this guy.

After aiming for a minute, he still failed to pull the trigger. This is different from killing the Soviets. After all, Masood was an Afghan, and he was still a guerrilla team that resisted the Soviets. Although he did something wrong this time, he really deserved to be killed, and he might not have to kill him himself. He should have died in battle on the battlefield.

Just as hesitated, Hwaja saw about twenty people on his side running over quickly on the roof.

Fashim? He is very familiar with the figure who also holds the SVD sniper rifle. He is Fashim who is with Hwajabi's marksmanship. The people around him are all Panjhir guerrillas he brought out. What is he doing now? (To be continued)
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