The strong horses, holding their equipment, quickly passed through the barricades that were moved away. This is the main traffic road at the Bagram base, and Dulani had to take the risk to attack it.

The battle went smoothly, heavy rain and muffled thunder covered the gunshots, and the base in the distance was still sleeping.

The twelve-tube rocket launcher passed through here quickly and continued to move forward. After walking another two kilometers, they stopped.

The range of the rocket launcher is 8.5 kilometers. From here, it can attack the base there, and it is convenient to escape. Although the order left by Mhamad to Durani before departure was that Durani could give up these rocket launchers and quickly escape when he was in crisis, Durani was reluctant to leave these rocket launchers. These are the three treasures of guerrilla warfare! Last winter, he dragged a rocket launcher and destroyed a Soviet outpost.

A rocket launcher artillery squad requires five people, but now, Dulani's guerrillas have only two people operating. In order to increase the attack strength, they brought all the rocket launchers with them.

Now, these twenty rocket launchers lined up in a row, and the support poles at the tail were lowered, and they began to load quickly.

The ammunition box carried by another horse was opened, and 107mm rockets were stuffed into the barrel. In the heavy rain, everyone was soaked all over, and they were still full of energy.

In front is Bagram, an important military base for the Soviets in the north! Dozens of planes and several military camps are scattered here!

The focus of the strike is those aircraft. Due to the limited hangars in the base, although it is raining, many aircraft are placed on the tarmac on the open air. Those precious fighter jets are the first target of the attack.

Dulani's big hand spread a handful of rain down his cheek, and he asked next to him: "Are you ready?"

"Ready!" After a long period of training, they were able to operate these rocket launchers quickly.

After walking around, Dulani opened his voice: "Let the Soviets know how powerful we are! Let us go!"

"Bang.Bang." In the heavy rain, balls of flames emerged from the tail of multiple rocket launchers. As the rocket engine ignited, the rocket shot flew out of the gun barrel and flew forward quickly.

"Swish, Swish." The rain screen passed through the sky, and rockets flew towards the opposite side.

The twelve-barred rocket launcher will form a killing surface covering an area of ​​hundreds of square meters. Twenty rocket launchers, that is, more than 200 rockets, are enough to cover the entire apron!

The night is still pitch black, with only the tail flames at the tail of the rocket. The black sky is dotted. The rain is still falling. The rockets fly accurately in the heavy rain.

"Boom!" The first rocket, dragged the tongue of fire, landed on the open space next to the apron. When the warhead touched the ground, the entire warhead exploded instantly, and countless shrapnel splashed.

"Boom!" The second rocket then flew to a place just two or three meters away from a MiG-23. The debris flew out of the rocket hit the MiG-23's aluminum alloy skin, and countless holes appeared in the skin instantly.

"Boom!" Another rocket hit a female deer accurately, and the female deer was instantly surrounded by a ball of fire.

The guerrillas didn't care about the scene covered by the rockets. When the rockets in the rocket launcher were fired in order, they immediately began to reload.

The Soviets must not be able to react under the first round of attacks, and it would be absolutely impossible to attack for the second time. So Durani seized this opportunity and had to shoot at least two rounds!

The two worked together, one picked up the rocket from the box, and the other stuffed the rocket into the launch tube, and they fucked very quickly.

Two minutes later, when they looked up, the Bagram base had turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"Three secret positions to the right." Dulani shouted: "Target, Soviet military camp!"

The idea instilled by Mhamad is that if you want to fight, you will hit the vitality of the Soviets. What is the vitality of the living force? For example, their people, such as their fighter jets!

It's useless to hit the runway. After the fight, they can repair it. Massing a plane is millions of rubles. Beating someone, killing one, and pensions will put a heavy burden on the Soviet Union.

Seeing that the base on our side was bombed, the Soviets, after a brief chaos, half of the team guarding here quickly dispatched. They were going to chase the guerrillas that appeared from somewhere. They wanted to completely arrest the guerrillas and impose the culprit!

Just as they woke up from their sleep with their weapons and ran out of the rain in a daze, the second round of rockets flew over again.

When everyone saw these rockets, everyone's eyes suddenly opened, Katyusha!

The guerrillas are a rebellious terrorist group. They only shoot a few rockets at a time at most. There are hundreds of rockets like now! Moreover, there are rockets flying behind them!

After a brief surprise, they immediately reacted: "Do not!"

The second wave of strikes came towards them. They returned to the barracks and wanted to find a safe place, but then the rocket broke through the roof and fell into them.

"Boom! Boom!" More than 200 rockets, more than 50 were shot missed, and the remaining more than 100 were accurately shot into the Soviet barracks, causing terrible casualties immediately.

"Quick, retreat!" Dulani shouted.

When we arrived, fifty horses dragged twenty rocket launchers, and the remaining more than thirty horses were all carrying ammunition. Now, the ammunition was fired out, the empty boxes were discarded, and the remaining rocket launchers were quickly dismantled by the shooters.

The 107 rocket launcher can become a powerful weapon for guerrillas, which is that it is powerful enough, and it is convenient to maneuver and is flexible in disassembly and assemble.

Three groups of gun barrels were dismantled, and each two groups were placed on the back of a horse. The heavy rain cooled the gun barrels and it was no longer hot. The weight of the two groups of gun barrels was much lighter than the two ammunition boxes. The empty gun rack that was removed, leaving only the two tires and a few steel beams, also became easier.

The guerrillas pulled their horses and quickly disappeared into the heavy rain. The horses neighed lightly, and followed the guerrillas to retreat to the north.

The heavy rain was still falling, and the Bagram base was in panic.

If it is normal, the base here is absolutely impossible to be attacked by guerrillas. The surrounding outposts are strictly guarded. Once a situation occurs, they will call the police and the patrol teams in the base will arrive quickly. Moreover, the helicopters in the base often patrol around the base, and it is absolutely safe to stay nearby.

Now, they have neglected that the city of Jalalabad has surrounded all the guerrillas in northern Afghanistan and have eliminated hundreds of people. The corpses outside the city that have been giving them a headache!

They could rest assured, their defenses were relaxed, and the place was empty due to the troops' dispatch, and the heavy rain and night, everything caused them to suffer tragic losses.

The next morning, the heavy rain finally stopped, and the Kabul River water rose by two or three meters high. Since the upper reaches are located in the mountainous area, the river water will suddenly surge, which is a flood that breaks through the shores of both sides and into the fields.

Along with the raging river water, an amazing news came to Jalalabad, and the Bagram Air Force Base was attacked!

Dorofiev's face turned green. He could not believe his ears as he listened to the report of the communication soldiers. Did the guerrillas have the clone skills and ran hundreds of kilometers from the encirclement to attack Bagram?

That is impossible, that is, there is another guerrilla team with strong combat power!

Six MiG-23bns, thirteen female deer, and four Su-25s were destroyed. The remaining planes hid in the hangar and escaped by luck. In the base next to them, more than 300 brave Soviet soldiers were blown to pieces by rockets, and more than 200 injured. The left-behind soldiers of the half regiment suffered losses of nearly half.

Such losses were unbearable for Dorofiev. What he would face was the terrible anger of Moscow. No matter how beautiful the battle here in Jalalabad was, it could not cover up his mistake. More than 500 soldiers were killed or injured at one time. This was the first time such a major loss since the war began!

"Obviously, there is another guerrilla team!" said Chief of Staff Bergrad: "Terminal Commander, we must mobilize a team, return quickly, search for this guerrilla team, and then annihilate it!"

Dorofiev looked at him with some idiotic eyes: "It will take five or six hours to mobilize the troops back in the middle. Do you think the guerrillas will still be waiting for us there?"

Of course not. The guerrillas had already entered the mountains and disappeared without a trace. Of course, Belgrad knew that it was just... if you don't do this, what other rescue measures would be available now? The anger of Moscow will definitely involve these people present. Who would become the scapegoat?

"What should we do now?" Belgrad continued to ask. Since the teacher disagreed with his opinion, let's see what better way the teacher can do.

"Attack immediately! Destroy the guerrillas in the encirclement completely!" said Dorofiev.

Attack immediately? Today is the third day, three batches of Soviets were released, with a total of thirteen, and eighteen Soviets were temporarily controlled by the guerrillas, including Ilena and the director of the hospital.

If this attack was made, the guerrillas inside would jump over the wall and might kill all the hostages.

"Teacher, this seems to be a little inappropriate, right?" Belgrad said in a low voice.
Chapter completed!