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Jiske aane se muqammal ho gayi thi zindagi

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Jiske aane se muqammal ho gayi thi zindagi

Dastake khushiyon ne di thi
Mit gayi thi har kami
Kyun bewajah di yeh saza
Kyun khwaab de ke woh le gaya🎶

The next morning came with a lot of preparations. All the armed men loaded their weapons and were ready for the call of their officer who was guarding the place where Ramez Shah was hiding.

Ghani was one of their friends and he was keeping an eye on Ramez Shah. Wearing casuals he was buying fruits from the market infront of his house when a blast sounded just behind him and everything went black.

Everything was in chaos when they drove towards the blast location. Safwan was talking to their head on his walkie talkie. He was thinking hard about this situation when a realization crossed his mind.

"Give me the map of Chashma Bagh" Ammar hurriedly opened the map and spread it in front of Safwan. Safwan looked at it for a while and then ordered.

"Turn the jeeps towards the east bank of the river. He is escaping. It was a distraction"

They all complied but Ammar looked worried. He called Safwan but Safwan knew all along what he wanted to say to him.

"Ammar, our love for our country is stronger than anything else in this world. You go and check the blast location. Take Ali with yourself"

Ammar and Ali left the jeep and were about to leave in the other jeep when Safwan called him again.

Ali turned towards him.

"Look for her. She lives in the same place"

Ammar and Ali nodded and drove from there.

True to his words Ramez Shah was hiding towards the east bank of the river inside a cottage successfully distracting them with a blast but what he didn't know was that Major Safwan Yusuf Walizada is blessed with the vision of a hawk. They surrounded the worn out cottage.

Safwan led the soldiers towards the cottage with steady steps. One hand calmly gripping the barrel of the horrific black G3P4 while the other signalling the others behind him.

Nearing the gate of the cottage, Safwan rested his back against the wall and signalled one of his men to break the door.

Taking a deep breath he placed his index finger on the trigger. Muttering a quick prayer under his breath he exhaled. The soldier raised his leg and kicked the door open. Just as the door flew open, Safwan along with his men barged inside.

Gunshots fired, smoke blew

The whole cottage in a matter of seconds turned to ashes. It was after twenty minutes that the whole operation was completed successfully.

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