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"His instructor, all the Soviets have left." Apart from several hills, Mhamad received a report.

"Where are those two infantry fighting vehicles?" asked Mhamad.

"Stay still in place," Aga said to Mhamad: "There is a squad who is guarding there, and it is a government army."

Originally, Saha was the platoon leader, but unfortunately, his platoon was hit by a mortar shell, and more than a dozen were lost, leaving only less than ten people.

"His instructor, there are a lot of good things on the infantry fighting vehicle." Dulaney said, "There are shells in there, which is enough for us to make many roadside bombs. There are machine guns on it, and anti-tank missiles!"

The guerrillas have always lacked effective means of attacking tanks, and this kind of infantry fighting vehicle also has an anti-tank missile launcher above the barrel, which can launch Seg anti-tank missiles. If these missiles are obtained by the guerrillas, it would be too easy to fight tanks.

Dulani said with excitement and gestured, but when he moved his arms, his brows frowned slightly.

When he ran away with the machine gun, although he put a wet cloth on his face, the machine gun was still too hot. As a result, his shoulder was burned. Even so, he would never retreat. He followed the instructor and fought too happily.

Mhamad looked at the people around him. When the Soviets gradually advanced, Mhamad changed his tactics, leaving some guerrillas to cover the villagers to retreat to deeper mountainous areas. The rest of the well-trained, fast-legged and familiar terrain came out to fight guerrillas with him.

Mhamad glanced at the people around him. At this time, almost everyone was eager to try, only Hwaja was still there, holding his sniper rifle and looking at the sky.

"Hwaja, what do you think?" Mhamad asked Hwaja.

Hwaja was the captain of this guerrilla team before, but now he is, but the command of the guerrilla team has all fallen into the hands of Mhamad, and Hwaja retreated gloriously to the sniper position.

Now, hearing Mhamad's question, Hwaja said, "Instructor, I will completely obey your orders."

"Hwaja, do you have any objections to my command?" Mhamad couldn't help but frown when he heard Hwaja's words.

Hearing Mhamad's words, all the guerrillas calmed down. If Hwaja was dissatisfied with Mhamad, it would mean that the guerrillas would face a split that no one would want to see.

"Hisser Instructor, when we first attacked, we should have knocked out their tankers. The Soviet mechanized troops rely on the fuel, especially those tanks. Without oil, they are just iron lumps that cannot move. However, our attacks have avoided the tankers, which is a mistake." Hwaja said.

Hwaja's words immediately made the guerrillas around him nod. Yes, if they started to fire the tanker truck and drove the tanker truck, the Soviets should go back and their side won a complete victory.

Hearing Hwaja's words, Mhamad nodded: "So that's the case, Hwaja, what will happen if we knocked out their tanker?"

"We drove away the hateful Soviets and protected our villagers, and we won!" said Hwaja.

"Is it called victory if you drive away the Soviets?" Mhamad said: "It's right for you to drive away the Soviets. Then we don't need to fight in the subsequent battles. Hermann, you don't need to fight your mortars, and Durani, Ska, and Jakar, you don't need to fight your machine guns, you don't need to fight your automatic rifles, Hwaja, your sniper rifles are useless, these Soviets went back with a swagger."

Mhamad's words were calm, but everyone began to gradually recall it. It was indeed easy for the Soviets to drive them away, but in this way, they could not fight any war. If they did not fight or destroy the Soviets, they would just drive them away. What kind of victory would be?

"Hello Master, what is our goal for this battle?" Hwaja asked.

"This time, the Soviets entered the mountainous areas to sweep us. They thought that with their superior forces, they could crush us like lice, and we were definitely not that easy to pinch! This is our territory. We kept playing hide-and-seek with them in the mountainous areas, exhausting them and making them all kinds of mistakes. And we eliminated their living power bit by bit. It is easy for the Soviets to come in, and they want to go out, hum, ask if the Lord agrees or not!"

"His instructor, I, Hwaja, admire that your tactics are the most wisest and most correct." Hwaja said: "You have already planned whether we are going back."

Looking at Hwaja's appearance, Mhamad knew that what Hwaja just said was intentional, just to ask about his plans. Anyway, he had no intention of hiding it. He had to fight like this in guerrilla warfare.

"If we go back, we just happened to be conspired by the Soviets." Mhamad said: "Those two infantry fighting vehicles have been destroyed by us. Even if the Soviets dragged them back, they would just go into the steelmaking furnace, which would have no other value. If they dragged them back from Afghanistan back to the Soviet Union, the cost along the way was too great and not cost-effective. The Soviets would definitely not do this."

"Instructor, I understand." Dulani said: "They only sent one squad of government troops to guard there, just waiting for us to pass. As long as we pass, the large Soviet troops will be surrounded from all sides and we can't escape even if we want to."

The government forces have very low combat effectiveness. Many people subconsciously escape after hearing the gunshots. The government forces of that squad are guarding there, which is simply a bait, which makes the guerrillas feel very relaxed, and thus let them fall into the trap.

Those infantry fighting vehicles had only one ending, they were blown up on the spot, but they were not blown up now. That was because the Soviets wanted to use these two infantry fighting vehicles as bait, and they underestimated their judgment too much.

"We can't go." Hwaja also said: "The instructor is right, this is a conspiracy."

"Yes, I can't go." The other guerrillas said in agreement, as if they had forgotten that they were just yelling to get the spoils back.

"No, of course we have to go back." Mhamad said: "Since the Soviets have set a trap for us, we can't let the Soviets wait. Let's give the Soviets a big gift."

With the destroyed infantry fighting vehicles as the center, the surrounding terrain was passed in Mhamad's mind. Mhamad had long judged the movements of the Soviets, and the modified roadside bombs were all waiting to go to the battlefield.

The sweeping team continued to move forward, the tracks and wheels raised dust, and continued to move along the main road in the mountains.

The dozen government soldiers were left alone next to the scrapped armored vehicles. They looked at the large troops leaving far away and were almost desperate.

Slovic opened a military map inside the bumpy T-62 tank. Although it was marked very clearly, it was all the main roads. Many paths that only local residents took were not marked and there were no caves. This is why they had to use a guide.

His eyes were fixed on the map and gestured with his fingers, and a road had already come out.

"Turn right at the intersection ahead, the government forces stay here." Slovic ordered.

The truck followed behind stopped, and the government soldiers jumped out of the car and used the car as a cover to build individual positions. They didn't know why they stayed here, but only knew that they had a task to stay. The battle to encircle and annihilate the guerrillas would soon begin.

The convoy continued to move forward and walked a few kilometers of mountain road. At another fork, the Soviets stopped and another marching company was left here. Their combat quality was even better. They immediately occupied the surrounding hills and completely blocked the surrounding area.

In front, only tanks and armored vehicles were left to continue driving. Slovic looked at the map and an encirclement circle had gradually formed. With the two infantry fighting vehicles as the center, an encirclement circle was set up nearby. Two motorcycle companies blocked the exit there, and the tank companies blocked the third exit. Then the infantry fighting vehicles picked up the gaps with rapid maneuverability, which formed a perfect pocket. At this time, the guerrillas that could not hold back might have touched the abandoned infantry fighting vehicles, right?

Although Slovic wanted to arrange troops in the abandoned infantry fighting vehicles, the guerrillas were too cunning, and there were bare mountains around them, so it was difficult to hide. If the guerrillas were discovered, they would definitely not take the bait. He had to detour and circle such a big circle just to circle the guerrillas, surround them, and then destroy them!

At the same time, he had called the helicopter from the rear base, and two female deer were also coming. There were female deer waiting in the sky. This time, none of the guerrillas could escape!

It was already noon, and the inside of the tank was rumbling. Slovic, wearing a tank cap, was also a little dizzy. He picked up the military kettle, raised his head, and took a big sip.

"Boom!" At this moment, suddenly, the earth shook and a huge explosion sounded.

With the explosion, the tracks on one side were blown off, and the driving wheel was rotating, but the remaining tracks were falling off quickly.

At the same time, the explosion caused a huge air wave. This air wave actually lifted one side of the heavy tank, lifted up the heavy tank side high, and then, with a "boom", the body of the car flipped ninety degrees.

"Boom, boom!" Explosions came one after another, and the sounds shocked everyone almost fainted.

"Bang." The cabin door on the turret was opened, and Slovic felt his internal organs were in pain. He still used all his strength to crawl out of the overturned tank.

"Dada, dadada." On the side hillside, raindrop-like bullets shot over. Slovic climbed next to the tank and couldn't move. PS: Thank you for the reward of the Xiaolong Emperor, thank you for your voting support! (A good activity of pie falling from the sky, a cool phone is waiting for you to get it! Follow~ Click/Chinese website official account (Add friends on WeChat - add official account - enter qdread), participate immediately! Everyone has a prize, now follow the qdread WeChat official account now!)
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