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A bowl of cool mountain spring was drunk in his stomach. Hadim looked at the instructor in front of him and said, "Instructor, the Soviets, are coming to our mountainous area to sweep."

"Don't hurry, say it slowly." Mhamad looked at Hadim. The task he gave Hadim was to pick up Dana. The news Dana got was brought back through Hadim.

In this era, there were no mobile phones, and the guerrillas did not have radios, so they could only run away by the original people.

"Jalalabad has prepared ten tanks, two companies of Soviet troops, and one company of government troops, to enter our mountainous areas to sweep us completely," said Hadem.

"Hadim, how did you get the news?" Hwaja asked.

Hearing Hwaja's question, Hadim did not answer immediately, but turned his head to look at Mhamad. After seeing Mhamad nod, Hadim said: "It's Saha, Saha has joined the government army. This time the Soviets came to sweep the mountain to lead the way. He is familiar with the mountain environment here. With him leading the way, he can avoid the last time the Soviet tank was ambushed."

Saha! When talking about Saha, Hadim looked angry. Saha entered Jalalabad and killed a guerrilla team by guiding the Soviets last time. In fact, the Soviets lied about their military achievements. They only chased a truck and fell into the cliff. No one died. With this credit, Saha became a small platoon leader, and Dana followed Saha. It was Dana who learned that Saha was going to enter the mountain, notified Hadim and brought the information back.

Although Saha was just a platoon leader, he mainly led the way when he entered the mountain this time, so he knew how many people came in total.

Dana accepted Mhamad's arrangement and began to transmit the first piece of information back.

Dana's identity is secret. Once it is leaked, she will face great danger. This is why Mhamad did not tell anyone, including Hwaja. The discipline of this guerrilla team is not strict, and they do not understand the importance of confidentiality. Mhamad needs to change them slowly a little bit.

"Instructor, the Soviets are coming, we should have a big fight." Hwaja said: "After this time, our young men in Pashtun are holding on."

They felt the improvement of their own strength. Even if they only held an AKM rifle, they could accurately hit the target within a distance of one or two hundred meters. When the weapons in their hands began to become efficient, they all yearned for the real battlefield.

"No." Mhamad said: "There were ten tanks, two Soviet companies, one government company, and more than three hundred people. We cannot do it hard."

The essence of guerrilla warfare: the enemy advances and we retreat, the enemy retreats and we advance, the enemy stands and we disturb us, and the enemy is tired and we fight. It is definitely not a hard work.

"We retreat," said Mhamad. "We retreat into deeper mountains."

In the north of Jalalabad, there are mountainous areas, extending hundreds of kilometers, and dozens of guerrillas hid in the deep mountains, and no one could notice them.

Retreat? Hearing Mhamad's words, Hwaja was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Yes, instructor."

He had accepted Mhamad's order unconditionally.

With Mhamad's orders, the entire guerrillas quickly disappeared into the deeper mountains.

"Boom, rumble." Ten tanks, walking in the front, were as pilots, and the tracks stirred up dust and flew beside the road.

Behind the tank are more than a dozen infantry fighting vehicles, and the Soviet soldiers in the car are constantly passing through observation holes to observe the situation outside.

Behind these infantry fighting vehicles were more than twenty trucks, and the remaining company of Soviet soldiers and government soldiers were all on the trucks.

The 40th Army was originally a second-line unit, and the number of infantry fighting vehicles equipped in the troops was seriously lacking, and most of the soldiers had to ride trucks. Moreover, their combat literacy was not high, and their consciousness was still stuck in Soviet artilleryism.

Completely clear out the guerrillas in the mountainous areas! Protect the safety of the Jalalabad area!

Jalalabad is not far from Kabul. The continuous appearance of guerrillas in the northern mountainous areas here made Kabul very dissatisfied. The commander of the army stationed in Jalalabad made up his mind this time and mobilized the troops of these hundreds of people to prepare to completely sweep the mountainous areas here.

The battalion commander Slovic, who commanded the unit, sat on a tank in the middle, and watched constantly through the periscope.

There are mountains everywhere here, and the elevation angle is too high. The main gun of the T-62 tank is not suitable. Although the tank looks very strong, the roof and rear are weak and cannot withstand the attack.

There should be a more efficient weapon to replace the T-62 tank. Slovic suddenly remembered a weapon, a four-unit Shilehe self-propelled anti-aircraft gun! The firepower is fierce and the shooting range is high. Yes, when you go back to perform the mission this time, report to your superiors!

"Stop, beware." After entering the mountainous area, Slovic gave an order in the radio.

Hearing the order, the whole team stopped.

The infantry fighting vehicles behind them rumbled towards both sides, protecting the tanks, and the Soviet soldiers on the truck came down, holding guns, and looking around vigilantly.

The soldiers of the government army who were traveling with them worked the most. After they got off the truck, they began to climb towards the tops of the hills on both sides under the cover of tanks and infantry fighting vehicles. They ran very fast because the commander kept urging.

Finally, they reached the top of the mountain, and there was nothing on it. They made a gesture skillfully.

The top cover of the tank was opened, and Slovic jumped off the tank, his face turned pale.

The tank was so stuffy. After he got down, he breathed in the air with the smell of earth, picked up a telescope and looked around.

There are mountains everywhere, and there is no grass growing on the bare mountain, and no one can see except the people on your own.

Several refueling cars behind drove over, the tank got out and began to refuel the tank quickly.

In addition to being a powerful weapon for attack, an iron guy like the tank is also an oil-drinking monster. He came out of Jalalabad and drove into the mountains. Most of the oil was consumed. In order to prevent emergencies, he had to fill up the oil here.

Further apart, there are two large stones on the top of a mountain.

A bird fell on the top of the stone. When it was tired, it stood on the stone and rested.

Suddenly, the stone below actually moved slowly. It flew up suddenly, looked at the stone, slowly stretched out an arm, and placed a double-tube-shaped object in front.

Strange rock! It flapped its wings and flew away.

This stone began to speak.

"The distance is 1,500, the wind speed is 3, adjust the two close positions, the target, next to the 432 tank, the Soviet officer holding a telescope." A voice calmly and lowly: "Shoot."

"Bang." With Mhamad's order, Hwaja beside him pulled the trigger, and a bullet of a hand-modeled 7.62mm sniper rifle flew out of the gun chamber.

The SVD sniper rifle was equipped with the Soviet infantry squad, and each squad had a sniper. This sniper rifle was more of a function to increase the firepower projection distance of the infantry squad. Although theoretically, it had a range of more than one thousand meters, in fact, it was already very poor at 600 meters away.

Such a huge sweeping team is absolutely dangerous to get close to 600 meters away. The two of them can only make a sniper attempt at this 1,500 meters away.

Long-distance sniper requires close cooperation between the sniper and the sightseeing player. Mhamad volunteered to be the sightseeing player of the Hwaja.

The guerrillas had been hidden in the mountains, while Mhamad and Hwaja came out to investigate the movements of the Soviets. They originally planned to observe the Soviets' route, but here, they saw that the Soviets stopped and stopped leaving, so they simply shot the Soviets.

The enemy stationed in our place and hit the target. Killing a Soviet man was a victory, but if it didn't hit, there would be no loss.

The bullets that were released were improved by Hwaja under the guidance of Mhamad. The bullets were carefully corrected with steel squatting, which could improve the accuracy.

Just as the bullet flew out of the chamber, Mhamad said, "Let's go."

The sniper also has a prefix called cannon fodder sniper. The real sniper is definitely not as casual as seen on TV. When the bullets are shot, they will face the coverage of artillery fire. Especially now, there are more than 20 Soviet people, tanks and armored vehicles below. When those vehicles are crushed, the two of them will not survive at all.

The two stones quickly disappeared from the top of the mountain. Mhamad folded the camouflage net a few times, and at the same time ran quickly below the hillside, disappearing quickly from the sheep path on the other side.

For 1,500 meters, the bullet will also fly for two seconds. The initial velocity of the bullet is 800 meters per second, while the speed of the sound is 340 meters per second, that is, the bullet will arrive before the sound.

Slovic put down his telescope, picked up the military kettle, raised his head and took a sip of water.

Suddenly, his ears erected, and a special sound came into his ears. It was the sound of bullets slashing through the air! It was almost inaudible to be mixed with the rumbling of the gas truck.

Sniper! He immediately reacted, turned his hand and placed the kettle on his shoulder. As soon as his body was about to move, he felt a sudden shock on his shoulder.

A "bang." sounded softly.

The flying bullet passed through his military kettle and hit the arm behind the kettle. At a distance of 1,500 meters, the bullet's lethality was insufficient, and it passed through the kettle. The front end of the bullet was inserted into his arm, and the back was still left in the kettle.

"At twelve o'clock, the top of the mountain in front, sniper!" Slovic shouted loudly.PS: Thank you for the rewards of the wind blowing willow fish and the two friends of the world! Thank you for your reward!
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