Dominate South Asia

"The 32nd Division of the government army, we came out together." Muhammad shouted loudly: "Our car broke down, and the battalion commander asked us to wait for your armored vehicle."

As Muhammad shouted, the people behind him strode towards the armored vehicle.

"I've been waiting for half a night, I'm starving, brother, is there anything to eat?" Muhammad shouted as he walked forward.

"Stop, don't get close!" the Soviet squad leader shouted, and at the same time, the turret turned around and aimed the parallel machine gun at them.

Seeing that the Soviets were hostile, Khwaja, who was following Muhammad, winked and said, let's do it now!

Muhammad continued to walk swaggeringly and shook his head, so Khwaja behind him could only follow him forward.

Now, they were simply gambling. As long as the other party pulled the trigger, the dozen people on their side would be instantly eliminated.

Muhammad continued to move forward, and the Soviet squad leader could not help but continue to shout angrily: "Stop, don't get close, I haven't received the order from the battalion commander, you can't come over!"

If he let his car pick up these dozen Afghans, the battalion commander should tell him through the radio?

"In this damn mountainous area, the radio signal has always been bad. We have been waiting for half the night. What do you mean?" Muhammad said: "These people of mine are also fighting with you. The mortar shell the day before yesterday also blew up two of my people. If you dare to shoot at me, don't blame me for being rude!"

Although Muhammad said this, he did not raise the gun in his hand. At this time, he had come to the front of the armored vehicle, grabbed the cable hook on the side of the vehicle body, and climbed to the top of the vehicle body.

The turret of the BMP-1 infantry fighting vehicle is very small and the top is very flat. After he went up, he leaned on the turret and sat down.

Behind him, the rest of the soldiers also climbed up one by one.

They did not ask to enter the armored vehicle. This type of armored vehicle was originally designed to carry only one infantry squad. When Saha's men got in, it was already crowded. Now, they all climbed onto the roof and sat full.

The Soviet squad leader had to give in. It should not be guerrillas. If it was Afghan guerrillas, how could they be so unguarded?

The Afghan government army usually respected Soviet soldiers very much, but if they were provoked, they would also make trouble. The Soviet squad leader had also seen an Afghan government army platoon leader run to the headquarters to make a scene because of food, which was in line with their style just now.

In this case, let them get on the armored vehicle. With them outside, if they encounter Afghan guerrillas, they can also help resist.

Muhammad took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, put it in his mouth, and said to the Soviet squad leader on the turret: "Brother, do you have a lighter?"

"No smoking during combat, this is discipline, confiscate it." The Soviet squad leader looked at the Pamir cigarette and said with contempt. He reached out to take the cigarette, then got into the turret and closed the hatch.

Just as he reached out, suddenly, a knife flashed in front of him.

Muhammad had a bayonet in his hand, which quickly passed through his throat. Suddenly, he felt a stream of hot blood flowing out of his throat. His mouth opened wide, wanting to breathe, but as his chest rose and fell, only cold wind poured into his trachea, and his lungs became more and more stuffy.

Finally, he lay on the shield, his body trembling, and gradually stopped breathing.

Muhammad kicked the Soviet squad leader into the armored vehicle, then stuffed the AKM rifle in his hand through the hatch of the armored vehicle's turret and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Da da, da da da." Bullets flew inside the armored vehicle. Every bullet would make them feel the coming of the god of death. Even if they did not hit them at the time, when the bullets bounced back from the side armor, they would still cause great harm to them.

Screams were heard continuously inside.

The driver in front saw that the situation was not good, stepped on the accelerator to accelerate, and wanted to throw the people on top off.

Unfortunately, the driver just stepped on the accelerator, and his eyes went black. The driver's periscope outside the vehicle was covered with mud, tightly, and he could not see anything.

The driver was furious, stepped on the accelerator, and pulled the steering rod at the same time.

"Quick, jump out of the car." Muhammad shouted, the people outside the vehicle could be thrown off at any time and then crushed by the tracks.

The other guerrillas jumped down one after another, but Muhammad was still holding on. He held the shield of the turret with one hand to stabilize his body, and operated the rifle with the other hand, continuing to fire at the vehicle.

"Instructor, jump out of the car!" Hewaja, who had just jumped out of the car, shouted.

In front of them were several large rocks, and the armored vehicle rushed straight forward.

"Boom!" The armored vehicle hit the large rocks heavily and stopped suddenly. At the moment of stopping, Muhammad jumped off the armored vehicle suddenly, and then rolled forward twice to slow down his speed, and then stood up.

The engine of the armored vehicle stopped roaring, and there was no movement in the car.

All knocked unconscious? After Muhammad stood up again, he ran onto the armored vehicle in a few steps and got in from the turret hatch on top.

"Be careful!" Durani shouted. There were more than a dozen government soldiers and three or four Soviets in the armored vehicle. It was too dangerous for the instructor to go in alone.

He ran over while shouting, and the other guerrillas followed him.

Durani had just jumped onto the top of the armored vehicle when he heard a creaking sound from the rear, and the rear hatch opened.

Muhammad jumped out of the rear hatch and said to the guerrillas: "Move out all the bodies, quickly!"

Almost all the soldiers in the rear cabin were shot dead by Muhammad's shooting just now, and the violent collision just now made those who were not dead faint.

The driver in front was also knocked unconscious, and this infantry fighting vehicle was finally snatched intact by our side.

If we just want to kill this armored vehicle, it is very simple. Just use a 12.7mm machine gun to sweep it and it can be destroyed.

When he found out that the Soviets were going to escape, and there was a lone infantry fighting vehicle to meet the Afghan government forces, Muhammad had an idea. Originally, he only planned to destroy this infantry fighting vehicle, but later, a bold plan came to his mind.

Those female deer above his head are so abominable! If there were no female deer, he could fight guerrilla warfare more easily and also get enough guns and ammunition back! It's not like now, where you have to run after just a few shots! Thinking of these battles, Muhammad felt a little cowardly, especially at the end, if he ran a little slower, he would be strangled by the female deer.

Simply grab this infantry fighting vehicle and blow up the base of the female deer! Thinking of this, Muhammad could no longer control his feverish brain. Once he decided to do this, he would never give up.

So, he brought a dozen guerrillas and changed into the clothes of the Afghan government army. It was impossible to pretend to be the Soviet army. The difference in appearance was too big. It was much easier to pretend to be the government army.

Although he experienced danger, Muhammad still completed the first step of his plan and snatched the infantry fighting vehicle intact. For this vehicle, he was reluctant to throw a grenade into it, otherwise, a grenade would go in and the people inside would be easily eliminated.

Corpses were carried out one by one. When the platoon leader of the Afghan government army was carried out, Aga was silent.

This is Saha's body.

Saha is a shameful traitor. As an Afghan, he actually surrendered to the Soviets who invaded Afghanistan! These Afghan government troops are working for the Soviets and are all traitors!

"Every body must be confirmed to be completely dead." Muhammad said.

There is no time to bury these bodies now. They can only be thrown here first. After all, the time left for themselves is very short.

Confirming complete death actually means adding another shot or a knife. This is how they were trained in the special forces before.

Agha took out his bayonet and wanted to stab Saha again, but the scene of his childhood appeared in front of him. At that time, he, Khadim and Saha were playmates since childhood. Unexpectedly, they are now enemies of life and death. Since he is dead, forget about this knife.

Agha did not do anything, but just let the body be thrown aside.

Seeing that the bodies were carried out, Muhammad jumped into the front cockpit and restarted the vehicle.

"Buzz, buzz." As the start button was pressed, the engine on the side began to vibrate regularly again.

"Hurry, get in the car." Muhammad shouted. He put on the armored soldier's hat and exposed his head above the hatch. Seeing that everyone got on the car, he pulled the operating lever and the armored vehicle backed up.

The tracks rolled over the bodies, which immediately turned into minced meat, and the blood dyed the land below red.

Muhammad looked at the minced meat he had crushed with an expressionless face, pulled the operating lever, stepped on the accelerator, and the infantry fighting vehicle rumbled and started, disappearing into the dark night.

Inside the armored vehicle, everyone was very excited. If it weren't for the instructor, they would never have dreamed that they would get into a Soviet infantry fighting vehicle. Listening to the roar of the engine, it seemed to become a movement of music.

They looked at Muhammad, who was driving in front of them, with eyes full of admiration. Fighting with the instructor, you are invincible!

Muhammad stared at the road ahead with deep eyes. He knew how difficult his mission was this time.