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A week later, Mhamad finally got Ball's reply. The United States agreed to transport a batch of Stinger air defense missiles and Tao-type anti-tank missiles, but because the Stinger air defense missiles are now in the low-speed production stage, they can only transport ten of them first. In the later stage, they will continue to transport the missiles, while the Tao-type anti-tank missiles have been transported thirty.

As for RPG-7, guns, bullets, and grenades, there are also certain numbers. Ten days later, when the plane carrying weapons arrives, it will be transported to Afghanistan overnight through the mountains.

And Mhamad also went back with the weapons transported this time.

After receiving news from Ball, Mhamad knew that the short time he had been in Peshawar had finally passed and he would return to the battlefield in Afghanistan. He felt the blood inside his body slowly recovering.

However, how to explain to Aisha is a problem facing Mhamad. In the past few days, Aisha will come to get along with Mhamad whenever she gets off work and is completely in love.

Although this is a cruel reality, Mhamad wanted to say it again and again, and when he saw Aisha's happy appearance, he swallowed it back. Until that evening, after dark, Mhamad would leave here. Looking at Aisha sitting in a chair and eating happily, Mhamad finally said: "Aisha, I'm leaving."

Aisha seemed to have not heard it, and continued to lower her head and eat the noodles on her plate.

So, Mhamad continued: "Aisha, I will return to the battlefield. You continue to work on the radio. As for the part-time accompanying party, don't do it. I can help you raise enough money to treat your mother."

Aisha continued to eat until she ate the last noodle into her mouth. Then she raised her head, looked at Mhamad, and said, "Dear, you will not be lonely. I will go to Afghanistan with you."

"No." Mhamad heard Aisha's words and said, "There are war everywhere there. You escaped from there, how can you go back there?"

"If it were before, I would never go back, but now, I have you, Mhamad, wherever you go, I will go with you." Aisha said, "I don't want to separate from you again."

"No." Mhamad immediately refused, "You don't know how to fight, you can't even use a gun. If you go to the mountainous areas, who will take care of you?"

"I don't need anyone to take care of you, I want to take care of you," said Aisha. "Mhamad, anyway, I will not be separated from you again. If you encounter misfortune there, I will die with you."

Aisha looked at Mhamad with emotion: "We are together in life and death."

Facing Aisha's gaze, Mhamad finally compromised: "You can go with me, but you can't be with the guerrillas. I will arrange you to the village there for the time being."

When Aisha heard Mhamad finally agreed to her request, her face was filled with excitement and her red lips kissed Mhamad deeply.

It was already dark, and Mhamad took Aisha and took a jeep to the Peshawar military airport, where an American C-130 Hercules transport plane was parked on the runway.

"Damn, Lieutenant Mhamad, why did you bring this **?" Two military trucks drove over and parked at the door of the rear cabin of the transport plane. When the driver jumped out of it, he saw Mhamad and Aisha and cursed.

With the dim lights of the runway, Mhamad could see the face that was worthy of beating across the street. It was James, the guy who was removed by Mhamad in the bar.

"James, your mouth is cleaner," said Mhamad. "If you have another insult to Aisha, I will tear your mouth apart."

The smell of gunpowder was full of gunpowder. Under Mhamad's gaze, James finally compromised: "Damn it, why did you send me to do a mission with a guy like you!"

This James was originally from the CIA, and he was responsible for the arms transported through the mountain roads this time, and he was responsible for the arrival of Afghanistan.

"Hello, my name is Bill." Another American said, "Lieutenant Mhamad, our president all admires you. These weapons are specially provided to you, the guerrillas. I hope you can teach the Soviets a lesson."

"Long live the true Lord, I thank you on behalf of the guerrillas." Mhamad said.

The entire box of arms loaded on the plane was transported to the two trucks. A squad of Pakistani soldiers jumped onto the car together to undertake this transportation and escort task. When they arrived at the mountainous areas on the border, there would be Afghans on the opposite side to pick them up.

Sitting in a truck, as the vehicles bumped, the boxes filled with weapons were shaking constantly. Aisha hugged Mhamad's arm and looked at the soldiers with serious expressions in front and the very unfriendly James behind.

"Are you scared?" said Mhamad. "It's still time to go back now."

"No, I'm not afraid of anything when I'm with you," said Aisha. "Dear, teach me how to use these weapons, and I'll fight the Soviets too!"

"Aisha, there are some medicines here. I went to Afghanistan. Your task is to treat those patients. Will you do simple medical care?" asked Mhamad.

"No problem." Aisha hugged Mhamad's arm, her face filled with happiness.

The vehicles walked for half a night. Before dawn arrived, the two cars had already entered the mountainous area on the junction of Afghanistan. The rugged mountain roads made the car extremely difficult to drive.

Finally, in front of a canyon, the two cars stopped and the car could no longer move forward.

Getting off the car, my whole body seemed to be still swaying, and I felt a little uncomfortable. Aisha held a stone on the side of the road and retching a little.

"Aisha, how about it?" asked Mhamad.

"It's okay, my dear." Aisha said, "The road ahead is impossible to walk, I can help carry these two first aid kits."

"We don't have to do it," Mhamad said.

As he was talking, a sound of bells came from the front, ding ding, ding ding ding!

Aisha looked over and saw more than twenty donkeys walking out of the valley. These donkeys had two long ears, chewed in their mouths, and a bell hanging under their necks, and the sound came from there.

In mountainous areas, transportation is inconvenient, roads are difficult to walk, and even armored vehicles cannot be driven. On such rugged mountain roads, donkeys are the most suitable means of transport.

The people driving the donkeys were carrying guns on their backs, and when they saw these two cars, they even smiled on their faces.

"His Excellency Instructor, you are finally back!" the leader shouted to Mhamad, it was Hwaja.

After receiving a positive answer from the Americans, Mhamad asked Hwaja to lead his men from the mountainous areas north of Jalalabad toward the border, and happened to meet them here.

"Come away all these weapons. When dawn, Soviet planes will come to investigate." Mhamad said. Now that he has entered Afghanistan, the Soviets have always been highly alert to the border area between here and Pakistan.

The Pakistani soldiers in the car helped, moved the weapons down and mounted them onto the racks on both sides of the donkey. The donkey carried heavy ammunition and raised his head, and shouted twice.

"James, thank you to your government for me," Mhamad said: "We will let the Soviets know how powerful we are!"

"Lt. Mhamad, you don't have to say goodbye to me so early." James said: "I will enter Afghanistan with you."

It's enough to help me deliver the goods here. Now, this American still has to go to Afghanistan with me? Especially when I first met, Mhamad beat up this guy. I wonder if this guy would take this opportunity to take revenge?

"Mr. James, Afghanistan is very dangerous," Mhamad said.

"This is a damn task," James said, "Lieutenant Mhamad, I saw this **... No, this woman was swaying in front of my eyes, and I felt disgusted. However, the President personally ordered me to help you master the key points of the weapons. I must go to Afghanistan with you and teach you these weapons before I can leave. This is a shit mission!"

James repeatedly used a few FUCKs to express his dissatisfaction. At the same time, he seemed to be warning Mhamad to be nice to me, otherwise, I wouldn't teach you how to use it.

The Stinger missile was just equipped with the United States for a short time, and few people know how to use it. When James was in China, he had received training on this missile, so he was sent to follow Mhamad.

James had this capital, but he didn't dare to say bad things about Aisha anymore. Just when the word ** was not fully expressed, the veins on Mhamad's arm burst out and would come up to tear his mouth at any time. So he swallowed the word back into his stomach.

If it were in modern times, only a few people would use these weapons, but it would be too easy for Mhamad from later generations.

But Mhamad cannot be revealed yet. If he shows his extraordinary abilities at this time, it will make Americans wary. Will their secrets be leaked?

"James, remember my advice and I will protect you from Afghanistan." Mhamad said.

This is also a threat from Mhamad. This guy was actually ordered to go to Afghanistan, where he would die at any time. His safety depends on Mhamad's protection.

Aisha stood there quietly, as weak as if she was a harmless little white rabbit. When Mhamad looked at her, she shook her head, her eyes seemed to be able to speak, and told Mhamad not to have conflicts with this American, he was good for the guerrillas!

The weapons of the car were all brought onto the donkey, and everyone was walking, and the rugged mountain road ahead was waiting for their trek.
Chapter completed!