In the desolate mountainous area, Wei Ran led his donkey and followed the sheep step by step.

The road was not easy to walk, and there were no signs of anyone walking along it. Especially the cold wind and sand, which forced him to wrap his face tightly with a scarf, and also wrap it with the blanket he was wearing.

It is best to hang the camera around your neck to prevent gravel from getting inside the camera.

From time to time, he would secretly take out the compass and take a look. Along the way, they had been heading roughly to the west.

The flyback watch fixed on the other side of the compass accurately recorded that they had been walking for nearly four hours since taking a break at noon.

As the sunset was about to be blocked by the mountains in the distance, the roar of fighter jets was heard in the distance.

"Get down quickly!"

Mahbubu yelled at Wei Ran in Russian, dragged him and hid in the shadow of the mountain in the distance.

At the same time, Habibullah also quickly took off the Stinger anti-aircraft missile launcher on his shoulder, while the youngest Multaza grabbed the collar around the head sheep's neck to prevent it from running around.

However, before Habibullah could put the anti-aircraft missile on his shoulders, several bombers suspected to be Tu-22M flew overhead, and in the blink of an eye they were blocked by the mountains in the distance.

Although it only passed by in a flash, the grandfather and grandson were panicked and said something anxiously in a language that Wei Ran could not understand.

Before Wei Ran could ask, a series of earth-shaking violent explosions came from very far away!

Just by listening to the sound, Wei Ran can be sure that it is the kind of sound that can only be produced by at least FAB1000 aerial bombs!

After a while, the bombers began to fly back in circles from a very far distance. The three Mahbubs, who were already preparing to take a rest, also hurriedly drove the sheep and three donkeys to speed up their pace.

As the three of them climbed over the barren mountains again and again, Wei Ran gradually began to smell the smell of scorched earth.

When they climbed to the top of a hill again, Mahbub couldn't help but his legs gave out and he fell to the ground.

Just at the other end of the hill, this small valley was dotted with huge craters. Farther away, the top of another hill seemed to have been flattened by the explosion.

Silently taking a step back, Wei Ran raised the camera wrapped in a blanket, and before the last ray of sunset sank into the earth, he picked up Mahbub who had collapsed on the ground and Habibullah who was trying to lift him up.

and Multaza, as well as the terrifying craters one after another at the bottom of the mountain were all included in the viewfinder, and the shutter was pressed lightly.

"If we're going to do something we better hurry."

Weihan covered the camera with a blanket again and reminded, "Maybe a Soviet plane will fly over to check the results of the war."

This sentence reminded Mahbub, and he stood up again, said something in a language that Wei Ran could not understand, and dragged the donkey staggering down the mountain along the zigzag route.

Of everything here, the only complete ones are huge craters the size of basketball courts, six to seven meters, or even seven or eight meters deep.

This is undoubtedly something that FAB1000 and above level aerial bombs can do. These powerful aerial bombs easily changed everything here and buried everything here, so that Weiran tried to raise his camera to take pictures again and again.

, and had to put the camera down again and again.

Except for bomb craters, sheep, donkeys, and three generations of desperate grandparents, there was no evidence or trace in his frame to make this place look like it had ever been a human presence.

There was no body, at least no complete body, and there was no cave. Even if there had been one, it had completely collapsed.

At this moment, Multaza suddenly said something. Mahbub and Habibullah were stunned for a moment, and then ran like crazy towards the short mountain with its tip cut off.

Seeing this, Wei Ran helped Multaza drive the sheep and three donkeys and followed behind.

Stepping over the ravaged hill while stepping on the still-warm bomb craters, Wei Ran immediately noticed that on the other side of the ravine, at the foot of another low mountain, there was a huge aerial bomb poking diagonally!

He raised the camera again, took in the aerial bombs in the distance, the three people running down risking their lives, and the sheep and donkeys behind them, and pressed the shutter. Wei Ran then covered the camera and ran down.

As the distance got closer and closer, he pressed the shutter towards them again and again. Until he came to this winding ravine and really saw the unexploded aerial bomb clearly.

This is a FAB1500 free-falling aerial bomb. It is so tilted, with its head down and its tail up, that it pokes into a piece of mud with remaining ice ballast.

It can be seen that due to various coincidences, it slid all the way down the hillside of the hill, and finally stopped because the tail stabilizer was blocked by a jagged rock.

But the terrible thing is that this aerial bomb happened to block the narrow cave at the foot of the mountain, leaving a gap of less than 20 centimeters between the missile body and the edge of the cave!

But unfortunately, the cries of women and children could be heard from inside the cave!

Are you kidding me...

Wei Ran looked at this aerial bomb that could explode at any time in astonishment. He had seen such an outrageous scene in a classic anti-Japanese movie that was mostly funny. He had never thought that such a scene would happen.

I was met by myself!

Seeing Habibullah about to touch the aerial bomb, Wei Ran quickly grabbed him.

"Don't move! Don't move it!"

Wei Ran first shouted the first half of the sentence in Russian to stop Mahbub, then switched to English and shouted the second half, "Don't move, its fuse is in the mud, maybe it will happen as long as we move it a little bit."

explode."

"My sister is in there!" Habibullah said anxiously.

"Listen to me, don't move, I'll handle it."

As Wei Ran spoke, he pushed the three of them back a little and asked in Russian, "Uncle Mahbub, are you willing to give me some trust? I'll dismantle this aerial bomb."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Can you dismantle aerial bombs?" Mahbub subconsciously expressed doubts.

"If the demolition fails, I will die here." Wei Ran said seriously.

After a slight hesitation, Mahbub said, "My daughter is inside. She is about to give birth. Her husband is the leader of this guerrilla camp and is my only student who is still alive. In addition, there is a child inside."

, is the daughter of another of my students."

"I will save them," Wei Ran said seriously, "I will guarantee it with my life."

"What do we need to do?" Mahbub asked seriously.

"First, we must block this creek."

Wei Ran raised his hand and pointed to the other side of the ravine, where the winding stream flows down. While unhooking his suitcase from the donkey, he said, "It will be easier to operate if the stream is blocked here.

In addition, take the sheep and donkeys away and bring them at least 500 meters away. Finally, tell the people in the cave to stay away from the cave entrance and keep quiet."

Hearing this, Mahbubu changed into a language that Wei Ran could not understand and began to give instructions.

After a brief exchange between the three of them, Multaza gritted his teeth and pulled the reins of the sheep and three donkeys towards the distance.

At the same time, Habibullah quickly walked towards the upstream direction of this winding stream. He blocked the stream, which was only a dozen centimeters wide, with stones that could be seen everywhere, and built a barrier to cut off the water flow.

dike.

Mahbubu said something to the woman in the cave, and then walked upstream to help build the embankment.

Slightly relieved, Wei Ran opened his suitcase and took out the flash and connected it to his camera. He first took a photo of the entrance of the cave, and then took a photo of Mahbub and his son Habibullah in the distance.

Then he threw the camera into the box and used the box as a cover to take out the engineer shovel and flashlight.

"Mahebubu, I need your help." Weiyan fastened his suitcase and shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Mahbubu ran back without any complaints, "What do you need from me?"

"Hold a flashlight"

Wei Ran handed the flashlight to the other party, then used his hands to peel away the cold sand, revealing the warhead fuse of the aerial bomb.

Sure enough, just as he expected, the aircraft bomb's body got stuck on the hard sandy ground, and its warhead was extremely lucky to be stuck in the moist and soft sand.

But this dangerous balance can be broken extremely easily. As long as his movements are slightly larger, the aerial bomb will only need to slide forward a few centimeters, and the fuse may be triggered.

"Let Habibullah help too"

Wei Ran said, "The two of you must use your greatest strength and the most careful movements to withstand this bomb, and don't let it slide even a centimeter."

Upon hearing this, Mahbub immediately called his son back, and the two of them worked together to hug the huge aerial bomb, acting as the last layer of resistance that was better than nothing.

At this time, Wei Ran had already wielded an engineering shovel and built a second embankment with sand and stones that could be seen everywhere. Then he began to dig under the warhead with rough movements that made Mahbubu and his son tremble.

After a few shovels of wet sand and gravel, he immediately used both hands to scoop out the murky stream water in the pit, finally giving himself a barely maneuverable space.

After trying to twist the aluminum fuse, Wei Ran raised his head and said in English, "Gas stove, I need your gas stove."

"I'll get it right now!"

After Habibullah finished speaking, he communicated with his father for a few words, then carefully let go of the bomb and ran towards the sheep in the distance.

Not long after, he came back with the small gas stove.

"Light it up"

As Wei Ran spoke, he had already carried a stone about the size of a basketball into the hole he had just dug, and used the sharp corners of the stone to jam the aerial bomb to further prevent it from suddenly sliding down.

While he waited patiently, Habibullah lit the kerosene gas stove, and then at Weifan's signal, he hugged the thick aerial bomb again.

However, Wei Ran picked up the kerosene gas stove and roasted the bomb body under the frightened gazes of Mahbub and his son. At the same time, he used his other hand to scoop up cold water and poured it on the fuse to keep it at a normal temperature.

After a while, Wei Ran slowly put down the gas stove, took out the belt from his waist and tied it to the fuse, and wrapped the remaining part around the wooden handle of the engineer's shovel.

Using the fuze itself as the fulcrum, the fuze, which was slightly deformed due to the impact, was finally turned.

After breathing a little sigh of relief, Wei Ran took off the engineer's shovel and belt and put them aside. He unscrewed the fuse in circles with his bare hands and put them aside.

"Let go," Wei Ran said.

Hearing this, Mahbub and his son released the aerial bomb they were holding.

Unexpectedly, Wei Ran waited for the two of them to take a few steps back, then shoveled a few times near the warhead where the fuse had been removed, and allowed the bomb to slide with it.

Wei Yan was placed on the rock there in advance.
To be continued...