, and a large bundle of hemp rope of unknown use.

"It's the same as before," Wei Ran couldn't help but say.

Hearing this, Kirill was startled, then smiled and said, "Yes, it's the same as before."

"I've forgotten how long ago that happened," Wei Ran said deliberately.

"Five years, five years." Kirill replied almost subconsciously, "The Soviet Union was still there at that time."

"yes..."

Wei Ran was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "It turns out it's been five years..." Wei Ran stopped before he finished speaking.

At this time, the car turned a corner along the winding mountain road, and two pickup trucks that were involved in serious car accidents appeared directly in front of them.

One of them was upside down on the roadbed of the winding mountain road, and although the other one was lying across the road, its engine seemed to have been smashed.

In the cargo bed of this pickup truck, there is also a KPV heavy machine gun with a mountain anti-aircraft mount.

Next to the car, a bonfire was lit. At this time, two armed men with cloth strips tied to their arms were torturing a man who was tied to the bed of a pickup truck.

"Bang!"

Amidst the strange and low gunfire, one of the armed men raised a pistol and fired at the man tied to the car, and the latter also trembled.

But soon, another militant had picked up a piece of firewood and pressed the sparkling end against the prisoner's wound.

Seeing Kirill looking at him, Wei Ran reached out and picked up the rifle that had just been inspected, "Just drive slowly."

Kirill opened his mouth, but finally just slowed down the car and reminded, "We still have injured people in the car."

“Allah bless you!”

At this moment, Wei Ran stretched out his entire upper body, holding up the AK rifle and waving it excitedly, "We have a car!"

With this voice shouting out, the two men subconsciously put down their newly raised guard, but at this time Wei Ran smoothly raised his gun and aimed at the two militants and pulled the trigger!

"Ta-ta! Ta-ta!"

After two short bursts of fire, the two militants were immediately shot and fell to the ground, and Kirill slowly stepped on the brakes.

Wei Ran did not relax his vigilance. Instead, he raised his gun and got out of the car. He circled the pickup truck cautiously and then looked in the direction they were driving.

Fortunately, there seemed to be no one in that direction.

"Victor! Come here quickly!"

At this moment, Kirill, who had already run to the prisoner's side, let out an incredible exclamation.

Upon hearing this, Wei Ran immediately ran over with a gun.

"Look at this guy!"

Kirill untied the wire from the prisoner's wrist and asked excitedly, "Multaza, is he Multaza?"

"Who are you talking about?"

Wei Ran was stunned for a moment, and quickly pulled out the flashlight he had just captured and pointed it at the man whose hand was still tied to the cargo bucket.

When the dim light beam enveloped this person's face, Wei Ran recognized it at a glance. This person was indeed Multaza!

"Why is he here?" Weiyan and Kirill asked the same question.

"We have to get out of here as soon as possible!" Wei Ran said, already reaching out to untie the wire on Multaza's other wrist. "You send him to the car, and I will deal with the scene."

"good"

Kirill said, picked up Multaza and ran to the back of the truck. At the same time, Wei Ran also roughly inspected the two corpses.

They were dressed almost the same as the ones who stopped the car before, and they looked about the same age as Multaza, no more than 20 years old.

He bent down and picked up the silenced submachine pistol still held by the young corpse who had just shot at Multaza. He looked at it. Wei Ran picked it up in his hand, and then pulled out a few American hand grenades.

, and then the two bodies were stuffed into the bed of the pickup truck.

Turning around and getting into the cab of the Ural truck, Wei Ran honked the horn as a reminder, then drove the vehicle slowly to the side of the pickup truck, and easily pushed it into the roadbed under the winding mountain road.

Without stopping, Weiran put the truck into gear and started to drive the truck along the winding mountain road.

Not long after, there was a banging sound from behind, and Wei Ran had to stop the car, opened the door and asked, "What's wrong?"

"His condition is not very good. We need to perform surgery on him. Victor, you have to come and help me." Kirill opened a corner of the tarp and shouted.

"Give me five minutes!"

As Wei Ran spoke, he pushed the door open, got out of the car, and ran to the back of the car. He used grenades and hemp rope to make an early warning mine on the side of the road.

After getting back into the car and driving forward two hundred meters, Weiyan deployed a second warning mine, then steered the car back one hundred ten meters before stopping.

Not daring to turn off the car, Weiran quickly ran to the back of the car and got into the cargo bed.

At this time, a bright kerosene lamp and two bags of plasma were hung on the top of the cargo bucket. Marcelo and Kirill were performing trauma operations on Multaza's left and right legs.

"His left leg was also shot, and a major blood vessel was injured." Kirill said without raising his head, "I have clamped it with a hemostat."

"Leave it to me"

As Wei Ran spoke, he had already opened the medical bag, put on gloves, and started debriding and suturing quickly with the bright light above his head.

"Why is he here?" Kirill asked suddenly.

Marcelo answered this question, "The war between the Soviet Union and Afhan is over, but the war in Afhan is not over yet."

"At least he's alive now, which is good news," Kirill said.

"If you have time to chat, it's better to move quickly. We don't have much time."

As Wei Ran spoke, he had already pulled out the bullet and threw it into the tray, and then began rough rescue work.

When the blood vessels and wounds on his side were sutured, Kirill and Marcelo, who had started first, had just begun to suture the muscles.

“Can’t believe where you got the medical training”

As Wei Ran said, he had already taken over Marcelo's tailoring work. The father's speed was even slower than Kirill's.

"We also couldn't believe the medical training you received there," Marcelo and Kirill said at the same time, annoyed.

"bandage the wound"

Weiran responded to the other party's rhetorical question with work.

While the three of them were busy in an orderly manner, the wounds all over Multaza's body were debrided and sutured one by one. The smell of blood in the cargo bucket inevitably became stronger and stronger.

"boom!"

Just at this moment, there was an explosion from the direction behind him. Wei Ran immediately dropped what he was doing and jumped out of the cargo bed, got into the cab as quickly as possible, stepped on the accelerator and drove the truck out.

"boom!"

When the early warning grenade exploded in the direction of the front of the truck, he had already increased the speed of the truck to the highest speed and easily escaped the explosion range of the grenade.

After driving along this winding mountain road for half an hour, Weiran stopped at a fork in the road. A moment later, Kirill ran over and got into the driving seat that Weiran had given up.

"How is he doing?" Wei Ran asked.

"Survived"

Kirill controlled the car while running and replied, "And he is conscious. When we get to the destination, we can have a good chat with him and ask him what happened in these years."

"Why did you return to Afhan?" Wei Ran asked suddenly.

"Why come back to Afhan?"

Kirill was silent for a moment and asked, "Why was I the only one who left Afhan alive? Why was I the only one reunited with my family? I didn't even dare to meet Ruslan and his family."

"So you returned to Afhan?" Wei Ran asked.

"Those questions keep me awake night after night."

Kirill said painfully, "I guess I might be able to find the answer here, so I came back."

"It's time to leave now"

Wei Ran said seriously, "Multaza may be your answer."

With that said, Wei Ran handed the submachine pistol he had just seized to the other party, "This gun seems to belong to Ruslan."

"It's indeed his"

Kirill just glanced at it and admitted with a wry smile, "This is his gun."

"It's also the answer you're looking for."

Weiyan then picked up a pack of cigarettes, took out one, lit it and took a puff, "In a sense, it may be a good thing that they failed to see the disintegration of the Soviet Union. There will be more tragedies in the future, Kirill."

, go back."

"Maybe it's time to go back," Kirill sighed.

"Speaking of this, has anything happened between you and your girlfriend?" Wei Ran asked, "Have you found Hakeem's girlfriend Vida?"

"Before coming to Afhan, I took my adoptive father's family and Yelena from Russia to Italy. Yelena and I were already married, and we also adopted the child of the female guerrilla."

Kirill stepped on the accelerator a little harder and said, "Remember those two little girls?"
To be continued...