Red Soviet Union

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With a skillful gesture backwards, several scouts from the Delta Special Forces, who are now local dufan mercenaries, continue to touch forward, and at a distance of 200 meters, there are Soviet sentries !

At this time, the gaze of the Soviets' sentinels was on the territory of Pakistan in the east, and they were now coming out from this position, just behind the Soviets!

Step by step, walking slowly, these special forces soldiers have long been battle-hardened, they quietly walked all the way behind each other, without making a sound, followed, suddenly got up, covered each other's mouth with one hand, and the other hand. Take out the shining saber and cut the opponent's throat.

He was familiar with the road, and his life just now began to twitch. The Soviet soldier wanted to breathe, but the sense of hypoxia in his lungs was getting bigger and bigger.

Ding! At this moment, a soft voice appeared in the silent night sky, and the special soldier was stunned for a moment.

Damn Soviets!

Ordinary people, when their throats are cut, will subconsciously cover their throats and want to continue to breathe. This is human instinct, and this guy, at the moment of his life, went to pull the grenade ring on his body. !

Boom! The special forces stepped back and fell down. Then, the explosion sounded like this.

Change tactics, attack! Herbert shouted loudly. Now, the explosion woke the Soviet paratroopers. The sneak attack that was originally planned was miscalculated. However, even if they attacked, they would take advantage of them, because they were condescending!

storm!

Hey, blah, blah. The M16 assault rifle in his hand burst out with a series of flames, and the Soviet soldier in the other post was hit just like that, and fell down screaming.

Behind, a large number of Balochistan border guards rushed down from the hillside. Like a tiger descending a mountain, it pounces on the opposite Soviet paratroopers!

Meet on a narrow road, the brave wins! If you are caught off guard, the Soviets will be beaten up!

With this idea in mind, a large number of Iranians rushed down and rushed towards the positions of the Soviets!

Da Da, Da Da Da. Awakening from the sound of the explosion, Molenko woke up immediately after a moment of confusion. The enemy did not come from the opposite Pakistan, but his own rear!

Hide behind the paratroopers and fire! Molenko shouted, picking up his AK74 assault rifle,

Dodged and hid behind a paratrooper vehicle.

At the same time, several paratroopers on standby in the paratrooper vehicle had also woken up, and as the engine started quickly, the turret began to rotate.

Boom! A cannon blasted out, and in the dark night sky, there was a temporary flash. In the light, you can see that the hillside here is densely populated with people!

One of the characteristics of Iranians is that they are absolutely not afraid of death when they fight! Looking at the guys in Iranian army uniforms, Molenko knew he was careless during the day! The Iranians are not giving in, they are just waiting for their chance!

Da da. The exchange of fire continued, and Molenko saw that the Iranians were attacking quickly, and he knew that the situation was greatly bad. Obviously, the number of Iranians far exceeded the number of his own group, and the Iranians occupy the Take advantage of the heights!

Call for air support? It will take at least half an hour for the aircraft carrier to arrive, and now it is a dark night, and the bombs will be thrown on their heads if they are not good.

Generally speaking, paratroopers undertake the task of fighting behind enemy lines, interspersing, infiltrating, and sabotaging, and generally do not directly confront the main force of the enemy. After all, the paratroopers who descend from the sky have limited weapons and equipment, and they cannot compete with the heavy troops at all. , In the daytime, it was because of the air support that the tank troops were defeated, and now, they were attacked by this lightly armed Iranian force at night, and they were disgraced!

Boom! With an explosion, a paratrooper was hit! There is light everywhere, and the Iranians have approached within 100 meters!

I don't know how many Iranians were killed, but there are still a steady stream of Iranians coming up behind them. These people, when they fight, are just a group of dead guys!

Da Da, Da Da Da! The AK74 in Molenko's hand kept spitting out flames. After continuing to eliminate a few Iranians, his gun heard the sound of an empty warehouse hanging up.

Leester, give me a magazine! Molenko shouted to the soldier next to him.

Report, I don't have any more magazines!

A battle during the day, coupled with the current night battle, actually consumed all the ammunition brought by our side! Molenko looked at the Iranians who continued to pour in, gritted his teeth and shouted: Get on the bayonet!

Now, with the continuous development of mechanized equipment, the stage of infantry has become smaller and smaller, and the tank force is enough to flatten everything! The infantry sits in the infantry chariot, advances with the mechanized troops, gets out of the vehicle to fight when they encounter the enemy's infantry, and then returns to the chariot, so hand-to-hand combat almost never happens.

The rifles of later generations are also getting shorter and shorter, and even many troops have cancelled the training of thrusting.

However, for the Soviet paratroopers, fighting behind enemy lines can be encountered in various situations, so they are also the best trained in individual combat! Only the best infantry can join the airborne troops! The soldier who had his throat cut just now could pull the grenade at the last minute because he had an extremely firm will!

Now that the bullets are gone, use the bayonet!

The front ring hooks the muzzle, the rear hook hooks the bolt, the blade is upward, and there are serrations below. This latest paratrooper knife, taking into account the function of hanging on the AK74 assault rifle, is now a A bayonet for fighting!

The Iranians, getting closer and closer, their pace slowed down, they had already felt the icy chill.

Kill! Molenko shouted, holding his assault rifle and rushing forward!

kill! Walking vigorously, dodging the shooting of a guy, and dashing in front of an Iranian in a few steps, Molenko only has one movement, stomping, pushing forward with both hands!

Push! The bayonet plunged into the guy's chest, and the guy looked at his chest in disbelief, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

The bloodletting slot on the bayonet saw blood dripping down. Molenko flew up, kicked the guy away, pulled out his bayonet, followed, and rushed towards the other target with murderous intent!

kill! The rest of the paratroopers also rushed over, holding their own AK74 assault rifles with bayonets, and their faces were grim.

When the melee came together, the Iranians did not dare to shoot casually. The sound of bayonets piercing the body and the screams of being stabbed by bayonets were heard everywhere. (To be continued.)

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