"Dadadada...boom!boom!boom..." Gunshots and explosions sounded in a small yard in Kandahar, and Rodney hid in the temporary fortifications on the campus with a gloomy face.

Rodney didn't understand why things had developed to this point. A few days ago, he arranged for the secret line in Kandahar that he discovered an Arab nobleman constantly inquiring about the current situation in Kandahar.

The words mentioned the Japanese and Soviets, which made Rodney immediately nervous. He began to investigate the person's identity and called Saudi Arabia to ask if there was anything wrong with the children of those families.

But these families are too large, and almost every family has at least thirty princes. It was impossible to find out who sent people to Kandahar for a while.

Therefore, the order given by the Saudi British Liaison Office was to let him find out who the Arab noble was. The minimum requirement was that he had to get a photo.

Rodney knew that this mission was dangerous. Because the emergence of this Arab nobleman led to the situation in Kandahar from calm to confusing.

Unidentified people from all walks of life began to wander in the city. Rodney sent out his men had hit the other person several times. He even recognized some of the men who were Afghan king Zahir.

Others were Prince Daoud's men. Rodney was not without gains at the time. He had found out that Daoud was indeed related to the Soviet Union.

The old man who sold spices on campus was the contact person who was placed here by the Soviet Union.

Just as Rodney was taking advantage of the old man's out and trying to go there to search secretly, a huge accident occurred! Dawud suddenly went to the small courtyard, and then gunshots came.

When Rodney received the news and wanted to evacuate, it was too late. Groups of soldiers surrounded the place, machine guns and mortars together. It was obvious that this was to kill them!

"I am a citizen of the British Empire! Let your prince come to see me, I have something to ask him!" The sound of gunfire covered Rodney's cry, but some people with sharp ears still passed the words to Dawude.

"What do you do when I see you?! These damn British guys should all go to hell!" Dawud sneered and said, "Everyone follows me to the palace, kill all these British guys!"

"yes!!"

At this time, Kandahar was completely in chaos, and countless people fled to their homes. People who returned home locked the door tightly and locked their wives and daughters at home. Then the family trembled and waited for the end of the matter.

Some brave people, or those who want to take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of it, began to appear on the street. Their eyes were rumbling and stared at the shops on the street to try to make a fortune.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..." Unfortunately, these people and wealth were sent to their lives before they could be paid. As long as they appeared on the street, they would be killed directly by the marching soldiers as enemies.

Those who tried to watch the fun were also lost because of the fun. The officers and soldiers who could appear here were undoubtedly all diehards who arrived in Dawude.

They had snatched the guns and ammunition from the barracks and marched towards the palace under the leadership of their respective commanders.

Dawude took his car in his gloomy face and arrived at the gate of the palace in three or two. Nearly two thousand people had gathered here. They surrounded the palace and rushed in just after Dawude gave his order.

"Bangbangbangbang...boombo..." The first thing that sounded was the mortar, and the huge explosion roared throughout Kandahar. Under the smoke of gunpowder, the gate of the palace and some low walls were knocked down.

"Occurrence! You must catch Zahir, even if you can't catch the living... the dead!" Dawud gritted his teeth and ordered fiercely. Now he has started and there is no way out.

Even if this decision was wrong, he could only go all the way to the dark.

"Bang! Bang! Bang... dada..." Gunshots suddenly resounded throughout the palace, and the palace continued to fire and fight back in the smoke. The soldiers under Dawud's command began to attack the palace through the cover.

Dawude looked gloomy and could not say a word when he saw his troops being blocked from the palace. After all, this is the palace of the Afghan king. Naturally, there are many fire points for protection.

The palace guards were not vegetarian either. Dozens of light machine guns kept ringing crisp guns and sweeping down the soldiers who were trying to rush into the palace.

"Current the artillery! I have to open this passage within half an hour!" Dawud couldn't wait. He knew that if this matter was exposed and he did not kill or capture Zahir, what would be facing him.

There is no doubt that such a big thing happened in Kandahar, the Afghan troops on the periphery will immediately rush to the capital. Although the generals loyal to Zahir in the Central Army were already controlled by themselves, this was just the Central Army.

There are actually several legions in Afghanistan. Although their base is a bit far from Kandahar, Zahir can contact them with the radio station.

If the palace cannot be taken down in a short period of time, Dawude will face a crushing defeat and death between inside and outside attacks.

"Jiuchi...boom!boom!boom..." Two 70mm mountain cannons were finally transported, which was one of the few artillery pieces of the Central Army. The rest were mortars.

After a bombardment, Dawude finally saw the effect he wanted with satisfaction. The entire palace wall was knocked down, and screams and shouts came from the smoke.

"Roar in!" Dawud pulled out his waist knife and roared. The soldiers outside the palace walls began to charge against the palace after shelling.

But those palace guards were not that easy to deal with. They moved their firepower points to the inner courtyard to continue to block the attacking Dawude army.

"Bang...boom!!" Mortars were not only used by the Central Army, but also by the Royal Palace Guards. They mobilized artillery and began to fight back against Dawude's army, and suddenly they killed inside and outside the Royal Palace.

The attack and defense were flying with the sound of gunfire, and under Dawude's order, the soldiers who followed him to attack paid a huge price and finally occupied a section of the palace wall.

Then the entire army began to attack the palace along the palace walls, and the artillery was mobilized to fight back against the guards in the palace. Dawud, who grabbed the waist knife, was covered in sweat, and he knew that if the attack failed, he would have to run away immediately.

Now the only place he can go is from the Soviet Union.

"Boom!!" Fortunately, Dawud's soldiers did not disappoint his high hopes after all. They hit the artillery position of the palace guard in just a few seconds. After destroying the artillery position, the soldiers who were originally suppressed at the palace walls rushed towards the palace with shouts.

Dawude breathed a sigh of relief and rushed into the palace wall under the escort of his own guards and rushed towards the palace.

The palace guards seemed to be scared by Dawude, and only had sporadic rifles to fight back against Dawude's strong attack. However, they did not organize a powerful counterattack.

The palace is not big, but Dawude has seen the door of the palace for a while. It was not until this time that Dawude breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he entered the palace, he would be half the victory.

"Chain all exits! Let everyone not rush to attack. The most important thing is not to let anyone escape!" Dawud remained calm, and he immediately ordered the palace to be blocked directly.

Anyway, the palace has been captured by me. As long as those palaces are, my cousin will definitely be able to find out.

"Yes!!" The officers who felt confident in victory responded excitedly. They knew that as long as they captured the palace and captured King Zahir, they would be "the ministers of the dragon". It would be nothing more than a matter of promotion at that time.

Everyone started to act with excitement, and Dawud was also very satisfied with the current situation. At least he had occupied the palace now, and the rest was to pull out his cousin.

Then he announced his abdication and implemented the republic system himself. There is no doubt that Tadawud will be the first prime minister of the new Republic of Afghanistan.

At this time, a figure appeared at the door of the palace. The man was not far from Dawude, and everyone became nervous for a moment! Countless guns pointed at the man who appeared.

"Don't shoot! Bring him over." Dawud said loudly to the soldiers when he saw the man: "Don't hurt him!"

The soldiers put down their guns when they heard this, and the man was immediately caught and escorted to Dawud. Of course, he was searched.

"Adya, I know you are my cousin's personal butler. Tell me where he went. I will give you a way out." Dawud looked like a winner, high above him.

"As long as I assist me, I will guarantee that you have a status in the new government that matches your abilities. I know you are very talented, but my cousin has always locked you by his side for his own selfishness. Don't worry! I will give you the opportunity to play your abilities."

Dawud's words were very attractive. After all, Adia was just the steward of the king. Where could he have the status of being the governor?!

But Adia was not moved at all. He looked at Daoud and sighed silently. The difference between this prince and his cousin is too far...

"Your Highness, stop. It's still time." Although Dawud is a rebel, he is still a royal family after all. And Zahir also said that he would leave Dawud's life.

Dawud looked at Adia with a sneer and said, "Adia. Now I am standing in the palace of Kandahar. There are my people everywhere here. Do you think I can stop?! Tell me where Zahir is hiding?! Tell me, I will give you what you want. But if you don't say..."

Dawud didn't continue, but the captain of the guard next to him took out the pistol from the holster and pointed it at Adia's head. Dawud nodded with satisfaction: "Don't think I can't catch Zahir. Now the whole of Kandahar is my own. Even if other legions are going to come, it will take several days. This period of time is enough for me to find Zahir!"

"Speak quickly!! Where is Zahir?!" At the end of his speech, Dawud's loud words turned into a hideous roar.

Although the pistol was pressing against his forehead, Adia didn't seem nervous at all. He bowed slightly to Dawud and said, "Your Highness, do you think you are sure to win..."

"Can you still let those legions appear in the palace immediately?!" Dawud looked at Adia, with a sarcastic smile on his face. It was not in Kandahar City, but even outside the city, he was surrounded by the Central Army.

The Central Army had been controlled by the officers loyal to themselves, who directly surrounded the entire Kandahar without leaving anyone. Dawud was very confident about these people.

Adia looked at Dawude and sighed for a while, "Okay. Now you can start cleaning..."

"Bang! Bang! Bang... dada..." As soon as Adya finished speaking, crazy gunfire sounds came from the entire palace again. Then Dawude heard screams everywhere.

Dawud's face suddenly turned pale, and he suddenly roared at his captain's guard: "Kill him! Kill him!!"

"Yes!!" the captain of the guard replied loudly, but suddenly turned his gun and pointed at the guards he trusted the most. "Bang bang bang..." several shots.

Two-thirds of Dawude's guard suddenly pointed their guns at the soldiers beside them and fired.

"Bang! Bang! Bang... dada..." A gunshot sounded, and all the people around Dawud, except for some of them still pointing guns at him, fell into a pool of blood, and they could not die any more.

Dawud was frightened by the sudden situation. He stared at the pool of blood all over the ground without even noticed that his waist knife and pistol were searched by the head guard.

"His Excellency Adia, the order given to us by Your Majesty has been completed. Do you have any other instructions?" The chief guard walked to Adia and saluted him and asked.

"Thank you, Colonel Karmael. His Majesty ordered Prince Dawud to be kept." Adia seemed to have known this result for a long time, and she didn't even bring any turbulence on her face.

"Your Majesty said that he doesn't want blood to be there when he comes back. So please and your soldiers to handle the matter as soon as possible. I can clean the palace and ask Your Majesty to come back..."

"Kalmael!! You bastard! How dare you betray me?!" Dawud, who finally came to his senses, roared like a wounded lone wolf. He suddenly rushed towards his forewar captain Colonel Kalmael.

But Dawud did not rush over because the guards around him had already pulled him away when they saw this. At the same time, they quickly tied him up.

"I have never betrayed you because I am His Majesty's man." Karmael looked at Daoud and said coldly: "I have never been loyal to you, because I am His Majesty."

After saying that, Karmael waved his hand and a guard escorted Dawude, who was struggling and scolding, into the palace.

"Don't be proud! Don't forget that the Central Army outside Kandahar City is still controlled by me! As long as I don't show up, they will invade! You will all be dead at that time!"

Daoud roared loudly. But there were only a sarcastic smile on the faces of Karmael and Adia. Even your guard captain is His Majesty's people. How many His Majesty's people do you think are in the Central Army?!

It is natural that this idiot can't beat His Majesty. And as Dawud was taken into the palace, the gunshots in the palace gradually subsided. Even the gunshots in the entire Kandahar disappeared all of a sudden.

Outside Kandahar, King Zahir leaned safely on his velvet blanket and his eyes narrowed slightly. In front of him were more than ten generals of the Central Army.

At the door of this big tent, there were hundreds of heads placed. These people were all officers loyal to Dawud. They were killed and chopped off by Chashir at the first time.

"Don't rush into the city. Let Adia prepare. There is too much blood in the palace..." Zahir casually slapped the blanket beside him and said, "You all go down and have a rest. We will enter the city tomorrow."

"Yes! Your Majesty!" More than a dozen generals dared not come out and bowed to respond. Then they slowly withdrew from the big tent. When they walked outside the big tent, everyone knew that they were all wet behind them.

This male emperor, who is usually silent, actually has so many means hidden in secret. The officers loyal to Dawude imprisoned generals in the Central Army who were unwilling to cooperate with them.

But then the situation suddenly changed. When these generals were locked up, more than half of the officers loyal to Dawud raised their swords to their colleagues.

Unprepared, the officers and soldiers of Dawud finally became heads outside the account. Then, Zahir entered the barracks.

There is one thing Dawud said is right. The Central Army did surround Kandahar layer by layer. But not waiting for his order, but waiting for Zahir's order.

Even if Dawud successfully occupied the palace, what awaited him was the strangle of a whole Central Army. Of course, that was when he could succeed.

"I asked someone to look for the Japanese and said I would see them tomorrow..." Chahil rubbed his forehead with his hands and said, "I always feel something is wrong with this. These Japanese may be able to give me an answer..."

"As you wish, your majesty..." An eunuch beside Chahil stroked his chest and then bowed slightly and left the tent to pass the order.

In Kandahar City, Rodney, who originally thought he was dead, survived. At the most intense battle, he didn't know why the soldiers on the opposite side suddenly had an internal strife, and then someone asked them to go out. It was said that His Majesty Zahir wanted to see them.

Rodney survived inexplicably. Ishihara Kanir, who listened to the sound of gunfire in the yard, smiled and ordered someone to prepare bath water for himself after the gunfire disappeared.
Chapter completed!