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"Boom!" The helicopter was spinning and fell to the ground. Although the fire-extinguishing and explosion-relieving system was turned on, it was still impossible to extinguish the fire. When it fell, the entire helicopter was trapped in the fire.

The pilot, who was about to be burned to death in the fire, looked at the Soviet soldiers and guerrillas in front of him, stopped chasing, and instead mingled with each other in a friendly manner and came towards this side.

Damn it, I was trapped! Before the pilot was burned to death by the fire, his eyes were full of unwillingness. All of this was a trap.

Dulani ran the fastest. He saw that the female deer had its short wings broken on one side when it fell. The two rockets launched their nests and were bounced out together and landed on the clearing ground in the distance.

"Lt. Mhamad, would you use this portable missile?" James asked Mhamad.

"I will do it depending on your operation." Mhamad said. He did not continue to talk to James and ran forward with great strides.

"Durani, don't move, those rocket nests are in firing at any time!" Mhamad said, running there, carefully dismantling two wires from the broken wings, and then relaxingly said: "Okay, you can take these half-short wings away and put them back on the donkey cart."

James seemed to have become an outsider. He watched the guerrillas move quickly, and the donkeys were driven back. He moved out of the cave last night, and the hidden weapons were re-moved onto the donkeys, and continued to walk quickly in the mountains.

In less than two hours, the Soviets would send more teams over, first ambushing the Soviet SP special forces and then two Soviet female deer. The harvest along the way was enough.

Now, the most important thing is to transport these weapons back, and it is not advisable to stay here too much.

James followed the team, and now his mind was shocked.

"Lt. Mhamad, tell me how to hit the helicopter from the front?" James asked Mhamad.

This is a technical problem. Now even in air combat, it is in the stage of tail chase attack. After all, the hot flow of the tail engine is the best target. If you attack head-on, you can hit the ten missiles at most one with a chance to hit.

"You should tell me this, Mr. James, you are the instructor who guides us to use these weapons." Mhamad said: "Can this kind of missile only be used on the side of a helicopter?"

"Of course not, our American weapons are the most advanced," James said.

The team disappeared into the mountains without a trace. When the Soviet reinforcements arrived, only the wreckage of two helicopters were found.

Kabul.

This is the capital of Afghanistan. It is located in the eastern part of Afghanistan, on the southern foot of the Hindu Kush Mountain, with an altitude of 1,800 meters. The terrain is dangerous and surrounded by steep mountains and ridges. This is a basin.

This is a famous city with a history of more than 3,000 years, a major transportation route between the East and the West Silk Road. After 1773, it became the capital of Afghanistan Stan. When the Afghan regime changed, the Soviet airborne troops first occupied the city. Later, Afghanistan was soon occupied by the Soviet army and established a puppet regime. Afghanistan was then in dire straits.

The resistance of the guerrillas never stopped, and in order to deal with these guerrillas, the Soviets used various means.

Kabul Central Street, the heavily guarded Forty Army headquarters.

In an ordinary office, a man in black looked at the person in front of him coldly.

This person has a very good figure and makes people feel a desire to conquer at any time. The swallows cultivated by the KGB are very good in their bodies, but unfortunately... their heads seem to have been flooded in the vodka River.

"Kurnieva, the information you provided is really good." The man sucked the cigar in his mouth and looked at the woman in front of him.

The woman was wearing a little dirty clothes. She walked in the mountains for a few days and could not be spotless. She was Aisha, the woman who followed Mhamad, whose real name was Kurnieva.

After providing information, she chose to leave and was finally picked up by a helicopter to Kabul. Unexpectedly, the subsequent development was completely beyond her expectations.

"The information I provide is not a problem. The SP troops are too stupid and fell into the trap of Mhamad." Kurnieva said: "This Mhamad is a big threat. With his command, the Afghan guerrillas will probably grow rapidly."

Of course, Kurni Eva heard the dissatisfaction in the other party's words. She felt that she was right and told the SP troops that the position of the guerrillas was just that they were stupid.

"We also lost two helicopters!" said the man: "You KGB have pushed them completely, do you know? Moscow is already furious. The helicopters that were lost last time were just replenished to Jalalabad, and two more were lost!"

"It has nothing to do with me, I only provide intelligence." Kurnieva said: "How to fight is the business of the Forty Army."

"You!" The man was so angry that he poked his cigar into the ashtray next to him: "Okay, then I order you to return to the north of Jalalabad again and continue to collect information from the guerrillas!"

"You have no right to order me. There is a cooperative relationship between our KGB and the Forty Army." Kurnieva said: "Do you think I am stupid? I have been exposed in Mhamad. Do you want me to go back? Do you want me to be built by the guerrillas and then executed?"

"You!" the man stood up in anger: "Then I will report to Moscow and advise you KGB leaders!"

"Whatever you do." Kurnieva stood up, twisted her butt and walked outside, took two steps, stopped again, and said, "Actually, it's not so difficult to deal with the Afghan guerrillas. Why don't you try the scorched earth policy?"

Scorched earth policy? The man looked at Kurnieva's back and settled, and finally picked up the phone: "Choose me Jalalabad."

………

After several days of trekking, the dusty guerrillas returned to their base camp again. When the weapons filled the entire cave, each of them had a smile on their faces.

The Soviets seem to have become honest now and have not made any big moves recently. Taking advantage of this period of time, they just happened to be able to operate these weapons more skillfully.

There were originally ten stings, but two were used on the way back. Now, there are only eight left, one of which has been taken out of the packaging box for training and use by the guerrillas.

There is also the Tao-style anti-tank missile. With this thing, we finally don’t have to get closer to the most dangerous place and use RPG to kill our opponents.

The arrival of these weapons made the guerrillas feel like they were changing cannons. They practiced operations in turn. Although James, an American, seemed very ferocious, was still very detailed when explaining. Under his guidance, every guerrilla was constantly familiar with it.

RPG has also brought a lot of this thing. This thing is simple and easy to use and can be operated by everyone. When used, the effect is still good.

What Mhamad was most interested in was not the stinger or the pottery style, but the half-short-winged rocket nest that he seized.

During World War II, what scared the Germans the most was the Katyusha rocket flying all over the sky. This thing was a powerful weapon for killing.

For example, if there was this last time, Mhamad would no longer have to venture into the airport. Just set up and ignite the fire near the airport, and all the rockets flew past and covered the strike. The helicopters on the airport would be scrapped.

Mhamad used local materials and modified a donkey cart. The distance between the wheels was shortened and a launch nest was installed, so that it was easy to maneuver in the mountains. At the same time, the car was a simple launch bracket, which could be launched after being supported.

James was in his spare time in training and was also impressed by Mhamad’s transformation.

The Pakistani instructor in front of him is simply a monster, how can he do everything? James only demonstrated those pottery anti-tank missiles once, and Mhamad knew them, and he did all kinds of actions very well, which made James admire him. Last time Mhamad watched his operation and could fire the poisonous stinger. This was not an accident at all. This person has too strong ability to operate weapons!

If Mhamad hadn't been afraid of revealing his level, he wouldn't have had James shoot missiles at all, and he could have shot all the female deer by himself. His movements were much more skillful than James.

"Lieutenant Mhamad, I'm no longer needed here." James said to Mhamad: "It's time for me to go back."

James came here to train guerrillas to master these weapons. Now that the weapons have been mastered, he no longer needs to stay here.

"His Excellency James, thank you for your help. We will always keep the friendship between Americans in Afghanistan in mind," said Mhamad.

Friendship? Even if there is really, it is only thicker than a piece of toilet paper. However, James is indeed helpful to the guerrillas now, and Mhamad's thanks are sincere.

"His Excellency Mhamad, I wish you to kill more Soviets and Afghanistan can drive away the invaders as soon as possible." James said to Mhamad.

"This requires the help of the United States," Mhamad said. "After you go back this time, I hope to inform your country that the Sprig missile is very valuable here and I hope it can provide us with more. We also need some weapons, all on this list."

Mhamad handed James a piece of paper, which was written in English. Looking at the dense demands, weapons, and ammunition, James felt a little overwhelmed. These guerrillas didn't bother to get things.

Also, what is this 107mm rocket used for?

"Lieutenant Mhamad, the rocket launcher is too heavy and it is not convenient for mountain combat. Forget about this weapon, let's forget about it." James said.

"No, this is a 107mm rocket, very light, one person can easily carry two and run in the mountains." Mhamad said: "You can contact the Eastern countries, only the Eastern countries produce this weapon. If you can't get a rocket launcher for the time being, just the rocket will be fine."

Without rocket launchers, what's the use of rockets? James just wanted to continue asking when he saw a person running over from a distance.

"Enemy attack, alarm, Soviet plane!" Durani shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!