Dominate South Asia

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"Boom, boom, boom!" Several artillery shells came out of the breech of the infantry fighting vehicle in an arc and accurately hit the top of the mountain in front.

The T-62 tank's elevation angle is not enough, so it can only look there but cannot shoot. Only the infantry fighting vehicle's 73mm low-pressure smoothbore cannon can shoot.

The top of the mountain was filled with smoke, and debris blown up by artillery shells was flying everywhere. Not to mention people, not even a bird could survive the artillery fire.

In order to protect this place, Slovic mobilized armored vehicles around and asked Soviet soldiers to guard the left and right sides. He also asked government soldiers to climb the top of the mountain on both sides. However, the top of the mountain directly in front was missed. It's very far, so it should be fine.

As a result, there happened to be hateful guerrillas hiding there, a distance of 1,500 meters. How did they do it? Slovic looked at his bleeding arm, which was quickly bandaged by the medical soldiers in the team, with anger in his eyes.

Since there are guerrilla snipers, there must be guerrillas hiding nearby!

"Search the surrounding mountains!" Slovic shouted: "Stop refueling and drive to the high ground ahead!"

The tanks rumbled into action, and because of the sniper attack, the entire army was filled with depression. They wanted to fight and kill the guerrillas!

"Saha, you are most familiar with the terrain here." Slovic called a platoon leader of the government army and said to him: "Do you know the base camp of the guerrillas?"

After listening to Slovic's words, Saha nodded quickly: "I know. In the past few days, I have thought about the surrounding terrain. Let's go another fifty miles. There is a terrain that is easy to defend but difficult to attack. It is most suitable for guerrillas. The team serves as a base.”

"Take your platoon and lead the way from the front," Slovic said.

Leading the way from the front? Saha's heart suddenly trembled. He was using himself as cannon fodder. The sniper was too terrifying. He was at the forefront, so he had a high possibility of becoming a martyr.

However, he had no choice. If he didn't obey the Soviet's order, the other party would shoot him without mercy.

"Yes." Saha said, "Third row, follow me."

A Kamaz truck drove to the front, and Saha got on the truck. There were three rows of people in the truck. He got into the cab and the truck drove forward along the mountain road.

It took more than two hours to walk fifty miles on a bumpy mountain road. Along the way, the terrified Saha did not hear a single gunshot or encounter any ambush.

Maybe, the guerrillas left. This time so many Soviets came, they must be scared.

In front of a narrow road, the truck stopped. Saha jumped out of the car and said to Slovic in the tank behind: "Report to the battalion commander that there is no driving ahead. We have to go in on foot. There are still about five miles."

The impatient Slovic sent two platoons of Soviet soldiers to follow Saha along the mountain road.

The rugged mountain roads make soldiers the most vulnerable to ambush. On such roads, the numerical advantage will be greatly offset.

Saha felt uneasy. Although he was walking in the middle of the team, after encountering the guerrillas, traitors like Saha must be the guerrillas' primary target. When he knew that he was exposed in the village, he did not dare to return. The village.

After walking for half an hour on the five-mile journey, when they arrived at the natural cave, the Soviet soldiers behind them quietly passed them.

The combat effectiveness of these government soldiers was so poor that the Soviet soldiers would rather do it themselves than have these government soldiers screw up.

Two fragmentation grenades were thrown in.

"Boom, boom!" There were two loud noises, and air waves were launched from the entrance of the cave.

When the air wave rushed out, the Soviet soldiers on both sides rushed into the hole, and the automatic rifles in their hands fired a bunch of bullets.

"Ta-ta, ta-ta-ta."

"Stop shooting, stop shooting!" shouted a platoon leader. He used a tactical flashlight to illuminate the surroundings. There was nothing. This was just an ordinary cave.

He gave Saha a hard look, put back his gun, and walked out.

After working for several hours, searching a useless cave, his eyes looked like they could kill Saha.

Saha couldn't help but tremble in her heart, and her eyelids began to twitch a little.

I did hear that there were guerrillas in this cave before. They must have all run away, yes, they all ran away!

The sky is slowly getting dark, and the raiding team has entered the deep mountains. There is no way to go back tonight.

After occupying a high ground, armored vehicles and tanks were arranged in a circle, and enough sentries were set up. Slovic finally felt relieved and fell asleep lying down in the tank.

They came to sweep away the guerrillas. The guerrillas had already fled after discovering them. The guerrillas would never resist them. This mission would probably be in vain.

No, since you have come out, you must go back with your military exploits. If that doesn’t work, just raid a few villages! Capture some Afghan locals, kill them as guerrillas, and then report them to the army. As a battalion commander, you will definitely be promoted to another level! How could you come out at risk and not make some military achievements!

The night is getting darker and darker.

The sentinels on guard also slowly yawned. They were tired after working all day.

They didn't see that several figures appeared on one side of the foot of the mountain.

In the 1980s, night vision goggles were not yet popular, especially for the Soviet army, which gave Muhammad more combat space.

Herman, and two or three guerrillas followed Muhammad and came here quietly.

Muhammad made a skillful gesture, and the guerrillas put the things they were carrying on the ground and assembled them quickly.

The base, the gun carriage, the gun barrel, almost within a dozen seconds, the 82mm mortar stood intact on the ground.

Herman quickly adjusted the gun carriage. Now, it was fired at the maximum distance, and the gun barrel needed to be adjusted to a 45-degree angle.

The mortar shells were precious, and Herman had been practicing, but this was the first time to fire live ammunition.

In the distance, the Soviets were huddled together and sleeping soundly.

Herman confirmed one side again and gestured to Muhammad.

Then, Hermann picked up the shell next to him and listened to Muhammad saying, "Fire!"

The 82mm shell slid into the barrel by gravity, and several people immediately turned their bodies to one side and covered their ears.

"Bang." After the shell fell into the lower end, it hit the trigger and flew out of the barrel. When the airflow rushed out of the barrel, it made a loud noise.

Hermann quickly picked up the second shell and put it into the barrel again at Muhammad's command.

At this time, the first shell had not yet flown to the highest point, and the second shell had already been fired. After only firing these two shells, Muhammad waved his hand and said, "Retreat!"

The mortar was quickly disassembled. When they carried the mortar and quickly disappeared into the darkness, the two shells had just fallen into the Soviet team.

"Boom!" A bomb fell from the sky and landed on a truck.

With a roar, the ground shook, and the sleepy soldiers lying on the ground felt a huge force coming from the ground, slapping their abdomens, almost slapping blood.

A big fireball formed, and the truck immediately caught fire under the impact of the shell.

"Enemy attack! Alarm!" At this time, everyone reacted, they picked up their weapons, and before they found the enemy's location, the second shell fell into them.

This one just fell into the team of several Afghan government troops who had just opened their eyes. The shell landed, and with the explosion, countless shrapnel flew across. The few people closest to the center of the explosion had blood and flesh flying, and their limbs and arms flew into the air under the airflow, and then fell down.

Saha lay under a truck, hugging his head. Just when the first shell fell, he rolled under the truck. The shrapnel hit the body of the truck, making a crackling sound. He was surprised to find that he was not hit by the shrapnel.

The Afghan soldiers who were just bombed were all from his platoon. The platoon was already understaffed, and now, more than a dozen people were missing. He was going to be demoted from platoon leader to squad leader.

"What's going on?" Slovic shouted on the radio. At this time, the situation outside was unclear, and he didn't dare to get out of the tank again.

"We were attacked by two mortar shells and lost more than a dozen people and a truck." An echo came from the radio.

Two mortar shells? When did the Afghan guerrillas become so rich? They even have mortars?

"Mechanized infantry company, send a platoon and chase them immediately!" Slovic shouted, "Don't let the guerrillas run away!"

Three infantry fighting vehicles started rumbling. They passed through the truck positions and the panicked Afghan soldiers, and chased forward in the dark night.

When the shells flew, the commander of the mechanized infantry company determined the location of the shells by the trajectory of the shells. After receiving the order, he immediately set out.

There are only small roads there, which are not suitable for armored vehicles to pass through! Saha thought to himself, but he failed to guide the guerrillas' positions during the day, and he had no say. He could only watch those armored vehicles disappear into the darkness.

In battle, if the armored vehicles turned on the headlights, they would only seek death, so these armored vehicles were advancing in the dark. The road was rugged, and they were still able to drive the vehicles accurately, thanks to the simple night vision system.

There is an infrared searchlight on the right side of the turret. This light is invisible to the naked eye. When the light shines on the object in front, it is reflected back and discovered by the user's observation mirror. This is also the standard equipment of the Soviet army in this era.

Platoon leader Huokov stared at the observation mirror tightly. As long as he found those hateful guerrillas, he would completely eliminate them! These bastards actually dared to use mortars to sneak attack their own side! (A great event, a cool phone is waiting for you! Follow the official account of Qidian/Chinese website (add friends on WeChat - add official account - enter qdread), and participate now! Everyone will win a prize, follow the qdread WeChat official account now!)