A week later, Muhammad finally got a reply from Ball. The United States agreed to ship a batch of Stinger air defense missiles and TOW anti-tank missiles. However, because the Stinger air defense missiles are now in a low-speed production stage, only ten missiles can be shipped for the time being. Later, more missiles will be shipped continuously, and thirty TOW anti-tank missiles have been shipped.
As for RPG-7, guns, bullets, and grenades, there are also a certain number of them. Ten days later, when the plane carrying the weapons arrives, they will be transported to Afghanistan through the mountains overnight.
And Muhammad also went back with the weapons that were transported.
After receiving the news from Bauer, Muhammad knew that his short time in Peshawar was finally over and he would return to the battlefield in Afghanistan. He felt the blood in his body slowly recovering.
However, how to explain this to Aisha is a problem facing Muhammad. These days, whenever Aisha gets off work, she comes to hang out with Muhammad and they seem to be completely in love.
Although this was a cruel reality, Muhammad wanted to say it again and again, but when he saw Aisha's happy look, he swallowed it back. Until that evening, after dark, Muhammad was about to leave here. Looking at Aisha sitting on the chair and eating happily, Muhammad finally said: "Aisha, I am leaving."
Aisha seemed not to hear her and continued to eat the noodles on her plate.
So Muhammad continued, "Aisha, I will return to the battlefield. You continue to work at the radio station. As for the part-time hostess, you can stop doing it. I can help you raise enough money to treat your mother."
Aisha continued to eat until she had eaten the last strand of noodles. Then she looked up at Muhammad and said, "My dear, you won't be alone. I will go to Afghanistan with you."
"No." Muhammad heard Aisha's words and said, "There is war everywhere there. You escaped from there. How can you go back there?"
"If it were in the past, I would never go back, but now I have you, Muhammad, I will go wherever you go." Aisha said, "I don't want to be separated from you again."
"No." Muhammad immediately refused: "You don't know how to fight. You can't even use a gun. If you go to the mountains, who will take care of you?"
"I don't need anyone to take care of me. I want to take care of you." Aisha said, "Mhammad, I will never be separated from you again. If you encounter misfortune there, I will die with you."
Aisha looked at Muhammad with moving eyes: "We will be together in life and death."
Facing Aisha's gaze, Muhammad finally compromised: "You can go with me, but you can't be with the guerrillas. I will temporarily arrange for you to stay in the village there."
When Aisha heard that Muhammad finally agreed to her request, she had an excited expression on her face and kissed Muhammad deeply with her red lips.
It was already dark, and Muhammad took Aisha in a jeep to the Peshawar military airport, where an American C-130 Hercules transport plane was parked on the runway.
"Damn it, Lieutenant Muhammad, why did you bring this bitch here?" Two military trucks drove over and stopped at the rear door of the transport plane. When the driver jumped off, he saw Muhammad and Aisha and couldn't help cursing.
With the help of the dim light from the runway, Muhammad could see the face opposite him that deserved a punch. It was James, the guy whose arm was broken by Muhammad in the bar.
"James, keep your mouth shut," Muhammad said. "If you insult Aisha again, I will tear your mouth apart."
The atmosphere was full of gunpowder. Under Muhammad's gaze, James finally compromised: "Damn it, why did the boss send me to carry out a mission with a guy like you!"
This James was originally a CIA man, and he was in charge of transporting the arms through the mountain roads to Afghanistan.
"Hello, my name is Bill." Another American came down and said, "Lieutenant Muhammad, our president admires you very much. These weapons are specially provided to your guerrillas. I hope you can teach the Soviets a lesson."
"Long live Allah, I thank you on behalf of the guerrillas," said Muhammad.
The boxes of ammunition loaded on the plane were moved onto the two trucks. A squad of Pakistani soldiers jumped onto the vehicles to take on the transport escort mission. When they reached the mountainous area on the border, they would be picked up by Afghans on the opposite side.
Sitting on a truck, the boxes full of weapons were shaking constantly as the vehicle bumped along. Aisha hugged Muhammad's arm and looked at the serious-looking soldiers in front and the unfriendly James in the back.
"Are you scared?" Muhammad said, "It's not too late to go back now."
"No, I'm not afraid of anything when I'm with you." Aisha said, "My dear, you taught me how to use these weapons, and I want to fight the Soviets too!"
"Aisha, here are some medicines. Your mission in Afghanistan is to treat those patients. Do you know how to provide simple medical care?" Muhammad asked.
"No problem." Aisha hugged Muhammad's arm, her face filled with happiness.
The vehicles drove for most of the night, and before dawn, the two cars had entered the mountainous area bordering Afghanistan. The rugged mountain roads made driving extremely difficult.
Finally, the two cars stopped in front of a canyon and could no longer move forward.
After getting off the car, Aisha felt as if she was still swaying and feeling a little uncomfortable. She held onto a stone on the side of the road and retched a little.
"Aisha, how is it?" Muhammad asked.
"It's okay, dear," Aisha said. "The road ahead is blocked. I can help carry these two first aid kits."
"We don't have to do anything," said Muhammad.
As he was speaking, a series of bell sounds came from the front, ding ding, dang dang!
Aisha looked over there and saw more than twenty donkeys coming out of the valley. These donkeys had two long ears, bits in their mouths, and a bell hanging under their necks, from which the sound came.
In mountainous areas, transportation is inconvenient and the roads are difficult to travel on. Even armored vehicles cannot drive up. On such rugged mountain roads, donkeys are the most suitable means of transportation.
The people driving the donkeys all had guns on their backs, and when they saw the two cars, smiles appeared on their faces.
"Instructor, you are finally back!" The leader shouted to Muhammad. It was Khawaja.
After receiving a positive response from the Americans, Muhammad asked Khawaja to lead his men from the mountainous area north of Jalalabad to the border, where they happened to meet them.
"Hurry up and move all these weapons away. At daybreak, Soviet planes will come to investigate." Muhammad said. Now, they have entered the territory of Afghanistan. The Soviets have always been highly alert to the border area between here and Pakistan.
The Pakistani soldiers on the car helped to move the weapons down and put them on the racks on both sides of the donkey. The donkeys were loaded with heavy ammunition, raised their heads and shouted "ah-oh-ah-oh" twice.
"James, thank your government for me." Muhammad said, "We will let the Soviets know how powerful we are!"
"Lieutenant Muhammad, you don't have to say goodbye to me so early." James said, "I will go into Afghanistan with you."
It was already a great favor for him to deliver the goods here. Now, this American wanted to follow him to Afghanistan? Especially, Muhammad beat this guy up when they first met. I wonder if this guy is taking this opportunity to take revenge?
"Mr. James, Afghanistan is very dangerous," said Muhammad.
"This is a damn mission." James said, "Lieutenant Muhammad, I see this bitch... No, this woman swaying in front of me, and I feel sick, but the president personally ordered me to help you master the operation of those weapons. I must go to Afghanistan with you and teach you these weapons before I can leave. This is really a shitty mission!"
James used the word "FUCK" several times in a row to express his dissatisfaction. At the same time, he seemed to be warning Muhammad to be nice to him, otherwise, he would not teach him how to use it.
The Stinger missile was just recently equipped in the United States, and few people knew how to use it. James had received training on this type of missile when he was in the country, which was why he was sent to follow Muhammad.
James had the capital, but he didn't dare to say anything bad about Aisha anymore. Before he could completely utter the word "bitch", the veins on Muhammad's arms bulged, as if they were about 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 for Muhammad from later generations, it would be too easy.
But Muhammad cannot show his extraordinary ability yet. If he shows his extraordinary ability at this time, the Americans will become wary. Have their secrets been leaked?
"James, remember my advice, I will keep you safe in Afghanistan," said Muhammad.
This is also a threat from Muhammad. This guy was actually ordered to go to Afghanistan, where he could die at any time. His safety depends on the degree of protection provided by Muhammad.
Aisha stood there quietly, as weak as a harmless little white rabbit. When Muhammad looked at her, she shook her head. Her eyes seemed to speak, telling Muhammad not to conflict with the American, as he was good for the guerrillas!
The weapons in the car were all loaded onto donkeys, and everyone was walking. The rugged mountain road ahead was waiting for their trek.