Dominate South Asia

"We found a truck." Under the huge five-blade propeller, the doe opened its fangs. The weapon operator in front, who was sitting relatively forward, saw the car below.

Hearing his words, the pilot behind immediately pushed the joystick forward, and the doe's head thrust forward while flying forward. The weapon racks on both sides were full of rocket launch nests.

Their armed helicopter flew here urgently after receiving the news that the convoy was ambushed. At the same time, the soldiers in several nearby outposts had also gathered and were coming here.

At the bottom of a hillside, they found the attacked convoy. The fire was still burning, and the big pit on the ground showed that the convoy had been attacked by a bomb.

They patrolled nearby, and as a result, they found a truck running wildly on the road in the distance.

They immediately chased after it.

The engine above was constantly trembling and making a huge roar. Even in the cockpit, the sound could be felt. The weapon operator in the front row swallowed his saliva. At this time, he had seen clearly that it was a Kamaz double-row truck, which was the truck of the transport convoy!

There must be a problem! Is this truck alone, lost, or is there something else? The pilot behind also saw it and immediately said: "Let's fly over and stop the car first."

After all, they can't just fire at the car. What if there are people in it? If they fire, they will accidentally hurt them. And if it is a guerrilla, then they must not let it go, especially if it is a guerrilla, it must be the guerrilla that attacked their convoy. At that time, only a few rockets will be needed to kill these hateful opponents.

First of all, let the car stop. If the other party doesn't stop, it must be a guerrilla!

It is too easy for a helicopter in the air to stop the car in front.

Unfortunately, the helicopter is not equipped with a high-power loudspeaker, otherwise, it can directly shout to the front at this time.

The distance is getting closer and closer. At this time, the car on the ground not only did not slow down, but on the contrary, it was faster.

There must be something wrong with this car!

The pilot pressed his finger on the button on the joystick, then pulled up the nose of the plane and pressed the button.

As he pressed it, a 12.7mm "Catlin" machine gun in the lower jaw of the doe began to roar and spit out flames.

"Tu tu tu." As the machine gun fired, it hit an open space more than 20 meters away from the car. A big tree was deeply affected. After being hit, it began to sway and was about to fall.

The doe has many weapons. The rocket launchers on both sides are fired by the weapon operators, and the machine gun under the nose is the weapon that the pilot can operate.

Although the 12.7mm caliber machine gun is not as powerful as the cannon, it is enough to serve as a warning when it is fired in front.

"The tree in front is going to fall." Hewaja said anxiously in the cab.

The helicopter behind them was the biggest threat to them, but at this time, they had no choice but to sit in the car and wait.

The pilot of the helicopter was very cunning and actually broke the tree in front of them.

Muhammad's eyes were fixed on the tree. At this time, he had no choice. If he stopped, then none of them could escape. Even if the female deer didn't use rockets but only machine guns, they could kill them all.

Come on, rush over! The accelerator under Muhammad's feet had already touched the floor. The hysterical sound of the engine behind came, and the whole car was shaking like a girl being raped by several big men.

The front of the car passed, and the body of the car also passed. The big tree swept the end of the truck, flattened the top of the cargo hold at the back, and then, with a bang, it fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene in the rearview mirror, Muhammad secretly rejoiced.

If it was a second later, the truck would have been smashed in the middle, and the brothers in the back compartment would have been turned into meat patties, and he would not have been able to escape.

Charge, keep charging, there is no other choice.

In the cargo box at the back, Durani took out the captured machine gun in the bumpy ride, set it up at the tail, and then fired at the sky.

"Soviet, go to hell!" Durani shouted loudly, at this time, he was extremely brave.

Is it useful? This is not an anti-aircraft machine gun. Although the caliber is enough, it takes a lot of luck to sweep this doe. Unfortunately, Durani's luck has always been bad.

Muhammad heard the firing and Durani's shouting from behind, and felt relieved.

However, when Durani fired, the helicopter suddenly pulled up and disappeared in the rearview mirror.

Is it gone? Muhammad was not so naive. He knew that it was not walking away. Instead, he pulled up first to avoid the sudden fire of the machine gun. Then, when the doe turned beautifully and came down again, it was probably the rockets on the racks on one side that greeted it. The ground was a sea of ​​fire. This Kamaz would definitely not survive.

What to do? Stopping would be courting death, and going forward would also be courting death.

Muhammad was thinking, and suddenly, his eyes swept to the side of the road. There seemed to be a gap in the dense woods that could accommodate this Kamaz.

"Hold on!" Mhammad shouted, taking his right foot off the accelerator, and at the same time, stepped hard on the brake pedal.

"Pfft!" With the sound of compressed air, the force of the brakes under your feet was transmitted to the six huge tires. Amidst the friction of the brake pads, the entire truck was like a wild horse being pulled by a strong man. Suddenly, he suddenly slowed down.

Although Hamad shouted loudly, the people in the car were still caught off guard. After all, they had not undergone this kind of training. Suddenly, there was an ouch ouch sound from the rear compartment.

Although there are differences in various languages ​​​​of this unexpected shout, the tone and pronunciation are almost the same.

Hamad was not in the mood to care about this. While braking, his right hand had keenly picked up the gear lever from the gear. Without stepping on the clutch, he shifted into the low gear, and then turned the steering wheel with both hands. , amidst the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground, the heavy Kamaz began to make a big turn.

The outer wheels almost flew up due to the centrifugal effect. Mhamad stared straight ahead. Amidst the vibration of the wheels as they drove down the roadbed, the huge Kamaz drove into the woods. among.

Even if it is a tank, it is very difficult to drive into this kind of terrain. If it is stuck, it will be difficult to move. Mhamad's body bumps with the body of the car. At the same time, his hands keep turning the steering wheel left and right. Kamas is like Like a snake, it burrowed deeper and deeper into the woods.

The truck is very large, and in the woods where there are no roads, it will be unable to move forward at any time because of trees blocking the road.

There were constant sounds of branches breaking. Although Kamaz was not high, the low branches on it were caught one after another, making the truck rattle. At the same time, many branches were also hung up, and then, Got rolled under the wide tires.

"Creak!" Mhamad finally stepped on the brakes. In front of him, the woods completely blocked him, and there was no road.

Mhamad was very lucky that such a huge truck had to go a hundred meters into the woods before it finally ran out of road.

Although the leaves above the head are not very lush, since the truck itself is in camouflage color, it is not easy to spot from the sky.

However, Hamad did not hesitate. He knew that the female deer from just now would still come back. If he could not find his truck, he would also guess that it was hiding in the woods. At that time, the female deer would only need to If all the rockets mounted under the wings of his plane were dumped here, the entire forest would be blown to pieces.

"Quick, get out of the car and pick up your weapons! Those with machine guns will use machine guns, and those without machine guns will use automatic rifles." As Mhammad said, he opened the car door and jumped out of the cab.

Khwaja, who was on the side, had just been made a little nauseous by Mhamad's brutal driving. Even a person who has never been motion sick could not stand such bumps.

Hearing Mhamad's words, Khwaja did not hesitate. He put aside his SVD sniper rifle, which he had always loved, and took an AK-74 from behind, which had just been captured by the Soviets.

In the cargo box at the back, the guerrillas were knocked to pieces. Before they could react, Hamad had already run to the back and shouted anxiously: "Quick, quick, quick, get down here."

Seeing that these guys still hadn't responded, Mhammad grabbed the guy closest to him and pulled him down.

"Come down quickly, pick up your weapon and follow me!" After Mhammad pulled the guy down, he took out the AKM rifle that had been thrown aside.

At this time, the people inside finally reacted. Durrani was the second to get out of the truck, holding the captured heavy machine gun.

The rest of the guerrillas also came down one by one.

Khwaja also came to the back of the car and watched as Mhammad anxiously asked the team members to get out of the car. Some team members had bruises on their faces, apparently from being hit by the car when the car was bumpy. At this time, Khwaja I just woke up. I just listened to what Hamad said without even thinking about it?

Seeing Mhammad's anxious look, Khwaja still asked: "What are we going to do now?"

The car can't drive anymore. Do we have to run back like this? If the car cannot be driven back, the loot in this car cannot be moved back, so this battle will be in vain.

"Let's go masturbate. We have to hurry. Time is running out." Mhamad said. After saying that, before the people behind him got off the car, he said again: "Follow me, hurry!"