Dominate South Asia

In fact, Marshal Akhromeev did not need to issue an order. After learning that Jalalabad had been captured by the Afghan Free Army, a mechanized battalion of the Forty Army's largest reserve was dispatched in Kabul. The BTR infantry fighting vehicle drove quickly on the road from Kabul to Jalalabad. It took only three hours to reach the outskirts of Jalalabad.

This is the latest BTR-80 infantry fighting vehicle. It was only equipped with troops last year. The Afghan garrison is the first batch of troops to obtain this type of infantry fighting vehicle, even surpassing the West German garrison.

Compared with the original BTR-70, this armored vehicle uses a diesel engine, which is more suitable for operations in mountainous areas. After several years of testing on the Afghan battlefield, almost all of the initial heavy and fuel-consuming T-62 tanks have been mobilized. , they need this kind of light and strong infantry fighting vehicle more than a tank.

The 8*8-driven wheeled infantry fighting vehicle drove the reserve team quickly towards Jalalabad. The Afghan rebels who had been hiding in the mountains finally dared to come out and engage in a head-on battle with their own side!

As long as we leave the mountainous area, we can easily wipe out them! Therefore, the Soviet garrison did not feel how terrible this army suddenly appeared in Jalalabad. They were afraid that the Afghans would suddenly run away, leaving their own side empty-handed.

Traffic was rolling in, getting closer and closer to Jalalabad. The huge wheels of the BTR infantry fighting vehicle pressed on the road and kicked up countless dust.

"Boom!" At this moment, suddenly, a violent explosion occurred under the wheels of the front infantry fighting vehicle. In the explosion, the armor was blown open, and the entire front half of the vehicle body was blown apart. They were all turned into pieces, and the soldiers inside were sacrificed before they even had time to scream.

Roadside bomb! The favorite method of Afghan guerrillas! They want to delay their own actions in this way! Regarding this haunting method, Alexander, the commander of the mechanized battalion, said on the radio: "Attention, everyone gets off the road!"

If the Afghan guerrillas planted roadside bombs, they must have planted them on the highway. Now, we are driving off the highway. You won't get hit by bombs anymore.

After hearing his order, the infantry fighting vehicles behind them turned around and drove down the roads on both sides.

There were four rows of wheels, and the front two rows were all steering wheels. As the two rows of wheels rotated, the car body began to turn, and they drove down the road quickly.

When you get down there, you can have a wider attack surface, which is not limited to the width of the road. It's just that the speed will slow down slightly.

Just as the infantry fighting vehicles drove down the road one after another, they only heard the sound of "Boom, boom!". With the sound, one infantry fighting vehicle after another was blown away.

Damn it, we fell into their trap! Only then did Alexander realize that the situation was not good. The other party had predicted that after the first armored vehicle was bombed, he would attack from both sides in a roundabout way, so they not only buried mines on the front. Mines have been laid on both sides of the road!

what to do? Waiting for the engineers to arrive, see how wide the mines on both sides are? Otherwise, we can only retreat along the road we just took.

A dozen more infantry fighting vehicles were lost, and the remaining armored vehicles had stopped. They had realized that the situation was not good on the road ahead. Where are the landmines anyway?

They couldn't move forward without being sure where the mines were. A mechanized infantry battalion with more than forty armored vehicles had now lost a third. And this loss was actually caused by landmines.

Alexander looked at the destroyed mines around him. Gritting his teeth, he said: "Get off the car and move forward on foot!"

The mines buried on the ground must all be anti-tank mines. They will only explode if the tracks or tires run over them. However, even if ordinary people step on them, they will still be unable to explode due to insufficient pressure.

In order to prevent the Afghan rebels from having time to escape, we can only arrive as soon as possible. Since we cannot take infantry fighting vehicles now, we can only march on foot!

A vehicle is an infantry squad. After hearing Alexander's order, the infantry squad opened the rear cover, jumped out of the infantry fighting vehicle, and then lined up and ran towards the front.

Run, run, you have to be fast, you have to catch up with those rebels!

After running for a few kilometers out of breath, scattered private houses appeared on both sides. This was already the suburb of Jalalabad.

A straight road led directly to the city center. Hundreds of Soviet soldiers were running on this road. They did not notice that in the houses on both sides, at some point, slowly, on the walls and roofs, The muzzle of the black hole stretched out from the ground.

Osama held a 12.7 mm heavy machine gun on the top of a private house, watching the Soviets hurriedly rushed to die, with a smile on his face. The landmines on the highway are also his masterpiece.

Seeing all the Soviet soldiers entering his encirclement, Osama shouted: "Fire!"

Following his order, countless firepower poured into the street from both sides. The Soviet soldiers who were running were still thinking about how to catch up with the Afghan rebels. Right here, they had already caught up and were surrounded. .

Bullets poured in, and the Soviet soldiers fell down screaming. The firepower on both sides was so dense that almost half of them were machine guns!

Alexander realized that he had made a mistake. He left the protection of the infantry fighting vehicle and went directly to the city. He was easily ambushed by the Afghan guerrillas hiding in the buildings on both sides!

"Quick, retreat!" Alexander shouted. He wanted to retreat with the remaining people, but unfortunately, there was no chance.

"Boom, boom." A roar came from the yard in the front, and then a steel monster directly pushed down the wall from the yard and rushed out.

M551 tank! The thick and short gun barrel is the best symbol. The side of this tank has been painted with the logo of the Afghan Free Army. The parallel machine gun on the side of its turret spits out flames at the Soviet soldiers here.

The back road has been blocked. When they got off the armored vehicle, they did not carry any weapons for attacking. Facing such a steel monster, they had no ability to resist.

The firepower on both sides was still constantly sweeping. Surrounded on all sides, the Soviet soldiers had no way to retreat.

Alexander's chest suddenly hurt, and his body was pushed back by a huge force. He looked down and saw blood gushing out of his chest. A 12.7mm machine gun bullet hit his lung. He tried hard to breathe, but all he breathed was blood. His lungs were drowned in his own blood. He could no longer breathe. When he opened his last conscious eyes and looked around, he saw only corpses everywhere. There were very few people who could stand up.

It was not a small unit of Afghan rebels, but a large army! If they wanted to stay in Jalalabad, they would only be destroyed!

He could no longer open his eyes, his body became relaxed, and he was finally free.

"Humph, the Soviets' combat effectiveness has always been so poor." Osama came down from his position and looked at the blood flowing in the street. All the Soviet soldiers were blocking here, and he couldn't help but say.

"Osama, you are still a good commander. You have predicted the Soviets' movements in advance." Khadim said on the side. He was used to the Soviets' rampage. This time, Khadim felt very satisfied after beating the Soviets.

Osama's mines were buried very carefully, forcing the Soviets to abandon their infantry fighting vehicles and fight the Afghan Free Army on foot, but they were ambushed.

"It's nothing. Although it's a street fight, in my eyes, it's no different from our previous battles. As long as we regard these houses as our mountains, it's the same." Osama said.

Osama's words made Khadim happy. How can this be compared with mountains?

"Report, how do we deal with these bodies?" A soldier asked Osama.

"Does this need to be said?" Osama said, "What did we do before?"

"Skinning."

"That's a living person. When did I ask you to skin a dead person?" Osama asked.

"Make booby traps."

"Yes, make booby traps, move these bodies away, move them to various intersections, and make booby traps!" Osama said: "The rest of you, follow me and drive those infantry fighting vehicles over!"

The Soviets all got off the infantry fighting vehicles and abandoned them here, leaving only the drivers. When the battle here was over, the remaining Soviet drivers had already jumped off the armored vehicles and ran away. Those infantry fighting vehicles were just driven by our side to serve as a mobile defense force during street fighting.

After Osama finished speaking, he walked towards the infantry fighting vehicles in the distance. The guerrillas here moved the bodies away and moved them to various intersections, pulled the rings of the grenades, and put them under the bodies. A simple booby trap was made.

Osama approached the infantry fighting vehicles. The mines scared them all. In fact, there were only these mines. If they continued to drive forward, there would be nothing ahead.

These wheeled infantry fighting vehicles of the Soviets are better than tracked ones. They are suitable for the mountainous areas of Afghanistan, consume less fuel, and run faster. However, their weapons are too backward. The main weapon is a 14.5mm machine gun, and there is not even a small-caliber artillery.

Standing on this infantry fighting vehicle, Osama suddenly had another idea. He put on Soviet clothes and hid in the infantry fighting vehicle. The Soviets would never know whether the people inside were friendly or enemy. In this way, he could fish in troubled waters, drive this infantry fighting vehicle, and suddenly attack the Soviets in the middle, and beat the Soviets cleverly!

Yes, let's do it! Thinking of this, Osama smiled. (To be continued ~^~)