Dorofiev's words made Belgrad shudder. He knew what this meant. In order to prevent the guerrillas from mixing into Afghan civilians, they would massacre all the Afghans, and not let anyone go! At the same time, this was also venting Dorofiev's anger and giving an explanation to the dead soldiers. +◆

This is not a mountainous area, this is a city! If Dorofiev's order is followed, residents who were originally on the side of the government will completely turn to the guerrillas, and the consequences will be serious.

Dorofiev's eyes were red.

The order was conveyed, but it turned into any rebellious Afghan who needed to be shot dead, and Belgrad had already tried his best.

Street fighting is the most cruel battle. Even a courtyard will take away the lives of a large number of soldiers. A sniper may bring hundreds of casualties, not to mention that they have lost air support now.

Bagram's base suffered serious losses and was unable to support it for the time being. They will attack completely with their flesh and blood.

Countless Soviet soldiers were fully armed, carrying their AK-74 rifles, crossed the isolation belt built a few days ago, and prepared to engage in the most violent battle.

It was quiet, the ground was covered with mud and water. Yesterday's heavy rain caused the whole city to be muddy. Most of the houses here were stones and the upper half were mud. Under the erosion of rain, there was mud everywhere here. After walking a few steps, the military boots were covered with mud, which was extremely heavy. So, they had to stop and use bayonets to pick up the soil on the boots. They just took two steps easily. They were covered with mud again!

The soldiers cursed in their hearts that in such an environment, their movements were very difficult, and they were completely inferior to those barefoot Afghans. They walked as fast as they could for a while. Once the fire broke out, they were inconvenient to move, and they were under great threats.

Damn, how could an attack be launched at this time! You have to rescue the people from the hospital where the other party is hostage! This is simply an unfinished task!

The soldiers slowly advanced forward, the courtyards on the periphery were empty, and the civilians inside had already come out two days ago.

Five or six hours passed, and it was already afternoon. They finally advanced to the center, the small hospital building!

All around were empty. Only a small number of Afghan civilians were seen, either elderly or children. They stayed in good manner, and people and animals were harmless, so the Soviet soldiers did not shoot them.

The afternoon sun was a little dazzling, and the soldiers looked at the hospital, waiting for the final order.

Dorofiev's command center has moved forward to a house. The surroundings are heavily guarded, so he will not make the mistake of taking office again. As the division commander, the officers and soldiers who command a division cannot even protect themselves!

"We have been advancing smoothly, and there has been no fire exchange." Belgrad was also very puzzled. What happened? Until now, there has been no fire exchange!

The advantage of the guerrillas is that they are the only private houses left. Only by using private houses to fight street battles can they be breathless. But now, they have actually given up the private houses on the outside and hid in the hospital building?

Now, the hospital building has been completely surrounded, and those guerrillas will never escape again. As long as you charge, you dare to spend a lot of money. Even if you suffer casualties, you can kill all the guerrillas!

Dorofiev was also puzzled. The guerrillas on the opposite side made him unable to see through. What the hell are they doing? However, no matter what choice they make, the final outcome is certain! Now that they are surrounded in the building, there is no way out!

"Say to the building, and in three minutes we will attack. If they can let go of our people and surrender, we will keep them safe." Dorofiev said.

Ensure their safety? These evil guerrillas have the blood of the Soviets in their hands. As long as they give up their weapons and surrender, the consequences will definitely be executed!

Belgrad faithfully conveyed Dorofiev's orders, and the battle was at its last moment.

"Listen to the people inside, as long as you put down your weapons and surrender, we will ensure your safety. If you continue to resist stubbornly, we will completely eliminate you!" A Soviet platoon leader who was not afraid of death stood up and shouted inside.

There was still no movement inside.

These stubborn rebels! The Soviet platoon leader looked at his watch, and three minutes passed by bit by bit, without any response inside.

"Go!" the Soviet platoon leader shouted, taking his own people and jumped up. He skillfully ran irregular routes to prevent being aimed by the opponent's sniper. The open space in front of the building was the most dangerous.

There was still no movement inside. He ran to the door of the building in one breath. The soldiers behind him followed him. The platoon leader raised his feet, kicked open the door, and then the soldiers on both sides rushed forward.

Their steps stopped.

In the hall on the first floor, their compatriots were lying on the ground, with ropes tied up and their mouths blocked. It seemed that they had been more than ten hours, and some even fell into a coma. Those awake people were looking at them eagerly, brother, why are you here now?

First, they unbuttoned the rags blocked in their mouths, and they breathed in big mouthfuls of air, and then unbuttoned the ropes tied to them. Their first thing was to take out the dry food in field from the soldiers entering and ate them in big mouthfuls.

I haven't eaten enough these days, especially now, I've been tied up for more than ten hours and they're hungry.

There was only one female doctor, although she was tied, but her back was leaning against the corner of the wall and there was a mattress on the hospital bed below. It was not very uncomfortable. Her mouth was not blocked and she could speak, but she kept saying nothing.

"Ilena, Ilena is here!" A Soviet soldier shouted happily. Before the attack, they all saw the photos. The superiors emphasized that they must protect Ilena's safety. Now, they were very happy to see that Ilena is here.

There was no rescued smile on Elena's face. She just looked out the window quietly, and the blue sky and white clouds were really good weather!

Ilena, who was soon taken to the command center, looked at the tall officer in front of her and looked at the military rank on her shoulders, she should be a division commander.

Dorofiev looked at Ilena. This was a beautiful woman. She was so beautiful that she moved Dorofiev. In the past few days, among the guerrillas, I don’t know if she had been...

"Ilena, I am so happy to see you. Your father called you several times to ask about your safety. Now that I see you, I finally feel relieved. Our soldiers have saved you." said Dorofiev.

"Yes, how should you write in the report? Fighting with the guerrillas, countless casualties, rescue me from the control of the guerrillas?" Elena said lightly.

Dorofiev's face suddenly changed. This woman was really ignorant! If it weren't for her father's sake, she would have attacked her three days ago, it was all because of her!

Dorofiev's hand clenched into a fist and then relaxed: "Where are those guerrillas? Where are they?"

"I left last night," said Elena. "When the rain was heavy last night, they tied us up and left."

Leaving? Even if it rains, the encirclement is very tight. How could they break out of the encirclement and leave? How could this be possible?

There was nothing in front of him, and Dorofiev ordered the digging of three feet. He thought that the guerrillas must have been hiding in a hole.

Ilena's face was disappointed and left, and the man really left. I don't know when we could meet again.

When Ilena was almost strong by an Afghan boy who was still accomplices, Mhamad saved her and then issued an order not to commit ill-behaved ill-treat to these medical staff.

And Ilena was taken away by Mhamad and regarded as Mhamad's woman. At that time, Ilena was still a little scared. If this man wanted to insult her, she would simply commit suicide.

However, the man did not insult her, but asked her to treat several wounded guerrilla soldiers, and even gave her some freedom. Instead, she was curious and followed the man and watched the man enter the civilians' homes, inspiring them to withdraw from the encirclement with the Soviets, watching the man go back and forth to inspect the defense of the guerrillas, and even helping a guerrilla to eliminate firearms. Looking at the guerrillas' admiration for him, gradually, Ilena felt a special feeling in her heart. Only then did she realize that the man asked her to follow him because she was too beautiful. A beautiful Soviet woman was very dangerous among the Afghan guerrillas, and with him by her side, no guerrillas dared to do anything else to him.

She even began to be attached to this man. Unfortunately, the man left in just a few days. Thinking of this, she felt a sense of loss.

"How did they go? Where did they go?" Dorofiev asked. Because of his anxiety, he grabbed Ilena's arm with his hands, and his fingers were about to pinch it into Ilena's flesh.

"How do I know?" said Elena. "We are all tied up, how can we know, let go of your hands!"

Dorofiev let go of his hand, his behavior just now was a little out of control. He took two steps back and looked at the muddy road outside. The skyrocketing Kabul River in the distance, murmured, "How did the guerrillas go?" Could it be that they flew away with wings?"

No matter what, Dorofiev didn't know how these guerrillas escaped. The isolation belt had been dug up and was surrounded tightly. How could the guerrillas run away? It was impossible!
Chapter completed!