Dominate South Asia

"The 682nd Motorized Infantry Regiment is mainly concentrated in the northern part of Badakhshan Province, in the Chiba Mountain area. They have bitten a guerrilla and are chasing them closely. With the help of helicopters, they will definitely be able to encircle and annihilate the guerrilla." Chief of Staff Belgrade said: "The 177th Regiment is much worse. It has been in contact with the guerrillas, and has been attacked from time to time, losing soldiers, although only three or two are lost each time. We can't afford it if it accumulates like this."

"The guerrillas, haven't they been dispersed and will soon be destroyed? Why did they appear again?" said Major General Kulikov.

"Division Commander, the battles in the past few days have shown that although the guerrillas have been dispersed by us, they still have a certain combat effectiveness. Now they are using their best guerrilla tactics."

More than half of the GRU's special operations brigade were killed or wounded. The news was passed back to Moscow. The leaders were very angry. A series of military orders came down, requiring Kulikov to completely wipe out the Panjshir guerrillas. Kulikov resolutely carried out this order and passed the pressure to the soldiers below. The Soviet soldiers of the two regiments chased them relentlessly. The battles have been taking place on a small scale, but the effect is not very good.

It is probably impossible to completely wipe out these guerrillas. At most, they can be dispersed. When they withdraw, the guerrillas will come back again and threaten the Soviet transportation lines in the Panjshir Valley.

In addition to the two regiments, a regiment of the government army was stationed in the Panjshir Valley. During this period, the Panjshir Valley was very stable. The Soviet Union's transport convoys were continuously transporting supplies. The transportation volume in the past ten days was equivalent to that of a normal month.

This shows that the guerrillas were indeed driven away by themselves. Now there is not even a shadow of half a guerrilla in the valley.

"We don't have enough manpower to encircle and suppress the guerrillas." Belgrade said: "I think we can ask for help from the 201st Division and ask them to send one or two regiments to go into the mountains together to encircle and suppress."

In addition to the 108th Division, there is also the 201st Division, which is also stationed in the north of Afghanistan. With them going into the mountains together to encircle and suppress, it should be more certain.

Kulikov shook his head: "Their defense force is not enough, and they can't mobilize more troops. Besides, if we throw more people in, they will be scattered in these mountains and forests, and our supplies can't support too many troops."

This kind of guerrilla warfare is the most troublesome. The only thing we can do now is to put pressure on the two regiments on the front line, so that they can continue to intensify the encirclement and suppression, chase them, and annihilate the guerrillas!

Fortunately, the valley is temporarily quiet.

"Da Da, Da Da Da..." At this moment, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from outside.

"Hua La." The guards guarding the door immediately pulled the bolt and aimed outside. The machine gunner on the roof also pulled the bolt, staring at the aiming baseline, ready to fire at any time.

"Da Da, Da Da Da..." The gunfire continued to come from outside the town.

"Continue to receive front-line battle reports." Kulikov said. The gunshots were gradually fading away, indicating that the soldiers of the government army outside had already caught up. Moreover, the gunshots were not dense, so it should not be the Afghan guerrillas, but just an occasional gunman.

"Report." A signalman stood up and said, "The commander of the 324th Battalion of the government army reported that a native with a gun attacked them, and he sent a company to chase him."

"Be sure to kill him." Kulikov said, "Drag the body back and hang it in the center of the town."

The native residents outside the town secretly hid guns and attacked the government army. Humph, they were simply looking for death! Kulikov didn't care.

In the dark night, the soldiers of the government army held guns and kept chasing in the valley.

They were not afraid, because they saw with their own eyes that there was only one person holding an AKM, shooting at them, and then running away. Suddenly they were enraged and rushed out with their own weapons.

The whole valley was full of government troops. It had been peaceful for more than ten days, and there were no large guerrillas. Just one resident dared to seek death!

Chase him and kill him!

Kill him! Just in time to ask for credit from the Soviets!

Those who were agile ran very fast, while those who were slow fell behind. They chased for more than two hours and came to a valley. There were only a dozen people left.

"Da da, da da da..." At this moment, gunshots suddenly rang out on both sides of the valley. It was not just one rifle, but more than a dozen guns. Moreover, the sound of the gunshots was very crisp. It was from the RPK machine gun!

Oh no, they were ambushed! The person in the front wanted to retreat, but before he could take a step, he was hit by a bullet and fell down screaming.

A group of people rushed out from both sides. Muhammad looked at the government soldiers lying on the ground and said, "Quick, change into their clothes and throw the bodies into the ravine!"

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The government uniforms on their bodies were covered with blood. Some parts were temporarily bandaged with rags. Blood was still oozing out of them. The two most seriously injured were carried on stretchers. Their heads were bandaged tightly. They looked like they only had one breath left.

The Soviet soldiers watched this group of people appear outside the roadblock. The bright headlights shone on this group of people. The leading Soviet squad leader said, "Brother, what's going on?"

"A resident of the town just attacked us. We rushed out to chase him. As a result, we were ambushed in the valley outside. Fortunately, we ran fast, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to come back. My brothers were the most seriously injured. , You need to go to treatment quickly," said a man from the government army. He had a bloody shoulder patch with a bar and a star. He was a second lieutenant.

They all heard the gunshots just now. They originally thought that the government troops were surrounding and annihilating the indigenous people who were seeking death. Who would have thought that they were actually ambushed.

The combat effectiveness of the government troops has always been very poor. Maybe, in fact, it was just an indigenous resident. They fell into a trap. The Soviet squad leader said: "Quick, move the roadblock."

The lives of government soldiers also matter, and at this time, they need medical treatment.

After passing the roadblock, the dozen or so people continued to run forward quickly, and soon entered the dark street.

In an alley, Mhammad whispered: "Get ready for action!"

After saying that, the people on the stretcher immediately jumped up and down, while those who were injured untied the bandages on their bodies, holding guns, with murderous eyes in their eyes.

Khwaja, Osama, Ramal, Herman, Fahim... these dozen people were carefully selected by Mhamad. They followed Mhamad and climbed over a cliff and re-entered. to the Panjshir Valley.

Along the way, we sometimes encountered government patrols, but Mhammad easily dodged them. The journey was smooth until we reached the town of Ruha.

The periphery of Ruha Town is guarded by government troops, and the interior is guarded by the division's security forces. It is very tight. It is almost impossible for Mhamad to sneak in.

On the hillside outside Ruha town, Mhammad observed for several hours, and finally made a bold choice to sneak in dressed as a wounded soldier of the government army!

Where are the ready-made wounded soldiers? Hasn't it attracted the attention of the Soviet security forces? Then it can only be made temporarily!

So, Mhamad planned an attack to attract government soldiers out, and then eliminate them on the road. In this way, uniforms were available, fresh blood was available, wounds were created, and the wounded soldiers came out.

With these wounded soldiers, Mhamad easily passed through the outer defense lines of the government troops and passed the Soviet soldiers' sentries, because the temporary field hospital was located in the town.

Just like that, Hamad sneaked in with his people, and he came in with only one mission, to kill the Soviet supreme commander!

In the combat theory of later generations, this was called a decapitation operation. In a war, a small elite force was dispatched to kill the opponent's commander, leaving the opponent leaderless and thus defeated.

Massoud and Durrani, with the remaining guerrillas, were still fighting guerrillas in Badakhshan Province, attracting the attention of the Soviet army. There was only a government army team and a small number of Soviet guard troops left in the valley, which was very empty.

While on the hillside, Mhammad observed this place carefully. Soviet tanks and other equipment were parked in the wilderness outside. The defense work here was so tight. It must be the temporary command post of the Soviets, and the most important thing here was The conspicuous building is the town government in the center of the town. There are sentries even on the roof. Moreover, you can also see several antennas erected in the middle of the yard. It must be the headquarters!

Afghanistan is not a lamb to be slaughtered. Although the Soviet Union was still a huge red empire at this time, Afghans were not afraid! Invaders, either leave or die!

Hamad led these dozen people and quietly advanced through the streets of the town.

There were footsteps from the front, and Mhamad raised his right hand. The people behind him followed Mhamad and lay down on the side of the low wall.

A group of patrolling soldiers, wearing sturdy military leather boots and carrying guns, passed in front of them. The leader held a flashlight and kept shining it in all directions.

If it shines on one of our own people, we can only launch an attack in advance. Each man placed his index finger gently on the trigger and waited.

The flashlight light did not shine here, and the group of soldiers continued to advance towards the street ahead.

Hamad breathed a sigh of relief. If the battle started from here, those at the command headquarters would have been warned and might have run away in advance. This attack would not have been completed perfectly.

After walking a few more streets, we heard the rumble of a diesel generator in front of us. The lights were bright and the headquarters had arrived.