Chapter 346 Escape

"The White Revolution against the Pahlavi dynasty was a mistake!"

"Oppose the West's spiritual control over us and restore our religious traditions!"

"Welcome our spiritual leader back home! Build our Islamic country!"

"Restore our ancient doctrines and resist the cancer of freedom in the West!"

Chaos continued on the streets of Tehran. It seemed that the Iranians had gained courage and strength from the liberation of the island country in the Far East, and their persistence in revolution became extremely urgent.

"Wow!" A shop on the street was smashed open. It was a shop selling Western underwear, filled with exquisite bras and sexy panties. At this time, an Iranian man with a big beard rushed in and snatched all the goods inside. A bonfire soon started on the ground.

Burn! Burn these cancers of the Western world! Our women can no longer walk on the streets with bare arms and legs!

"You can't burn my stuff!" the shop owner shouted anxiously, but unfortunately, he was insulted and beaten by more people in return.

"You, you bunch of gangsters!" At this moment, the proprietress came out, wearing the most popular clothes in the store, a tank top and bra, and you could almost see the dangling meat balls inside.

"A woman like you, are you still a believer of our Islam? People like you should be stoned to death! Only in this way can God forgive your sins!" A mullah stood up and shouted loudly.

"Yes, stone him to death!" The furious crowd around them were extremely angry when they saw the woman with bare arms and thighs. According to the doctrine, she should cover her whole body with a black robe! This kind of behavior of not complying with the doctrine should be severely punished!

"Bang!" A stone hit the woman's forehead, and blood immediately flowed out.

"Smash her, smash her to death!" the furious people shouted. At this time, their minds had long been distorted. They would not speak their true thoughts. Why can you have no worries about food and clothing and wear whatever you want? But we can't even get enough food to eat, and our land has been confiscated!

"No, you can't do this! You will be severely punished by the law!" the man shouted, using his body to protect the woman and enduring the blows of stone after stone.

"To hell with the laws of the Pahlavi government! We need to rule the country with doctrine! Doctrine will purify our souls. We have been doing this for thousands of years!"

The crowd around them kept shouting and throwing rocks at them until a small mountain of rocks formed on the scene, until the two were completely covered by rocks, and the ground was covered with bright red blood...

Such scenes are taking place everywhere on the streets of Tehran and in major cities across Iran. The flames of revolution are burning fiercely on the land of Iran.

Abolfahr clenched his fists, his eyes filled with tears, as he recalled the scene again, watching the riots on the streets of Tehran broadcast on the base's TV.

Pushup lingerie store, the lingerie store opened by my parents in the capital of Tehran, on the busiest street! And the small pile of stones, in which my parents are buried!

On TV, the believers' actions to purify Tehran were being broadcasted, and the TV station had been occupied by these rioters!

What should I do? What should I do? Avenge my parents? But how should I do it? Fly a fighter plane and drop bombs on Tehran? Or use machine guns to shoot?

None of them work, after all, there are still good people among them!

"Da da." At this moment, gunshots suddenly sounded in the distance.

Following the sound of gunfire, Abolfazl saw people rushing up like a tide in the distance from the base. In the front were several dilapidated pickup trucks, and the people on them were obviously holding guns.

"Liberate our troops!"

"Take over our army!"

"Follow the call of our great leader and re-arm our army with our teachings!"

Damn, these insurgents are here to attack the military camp! Such things have been happening recently. Many officers who tried to stop the insurgents in the military camp near Tehran have been beaten to death by civilians! And now, this turmoil has spread to Isfahan!

The army cannot shoot at civilians! Moreover, many lower-level soldiers in the army are also standing among these mobs. The most speechless thing is that the king has run away and left Tehran. Now, they have no supreme leader! The morale of the army has long been dispersed.

There was no time to hesitate! Looking at the crowd, they easily broke through the barracks of the base and would soon rush up. Abolfazl knew that these people would detain the senior officers of the base and make them swear allegiance to the spiritual leader.

Since we can't fight, let's just run! Thinking of this, Abolfazl picked up his helmet, ran outside quickly, jumped on the electric car beside him, and ran straight to the apron at the end of the runway.

Seeing the crowd in the distance starting to rush in, the ground crew and soldiers guarding the fighter planes here had already run away, leaving no one!

There was no gangway either! Abolfazl parked the car outside the wing, flipped over and jumped onto the wing, then ran to the wing box and jumped into the cockpit.

Without the power supply vehicle on the ground, I hope I can get started smoothly! When closing the canopy, Abolfazl's right hand kept moving the switch, relying on the power supply of the fighter to start the two TF30 engines at the tail.

There's no time left, we have to hurry!

There was a roar coming from the tail, and both engines started successfully at once!

After releasing the brake, the Tomcat fighter plane trembled and accelerated forward!

"Stop, stop!" At this moment, several dilapidated pickup trucks drove up. When they saw the fighter plane trying to take off, these guys obviously wanted to intercept it.

Glancing at the cars on the side and the surging mob behind him, Abolfazl knew that if he stopped at this moment, he would definitely be pulled down and beaten!

If so many soldiers in the base had stepped forward, they would have blocked these mobs out long ago! Unfortunately, no one resisted, and I could only choose to escape!

"Da da da." Seeing that the fighter plane did not stop, the people in the pickup truck were obviously angry. They fired a volley of bullets at it, but unfortunately they were not accurate.

Keep accelerating! Abolfazl pulled back the joystick and the fighter took off!

Iran is hopeless, and the only choice is to leave! Abolfazl pulled up the fighter plane and thought silently in his heart, head east and land in Pakistan!