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"Instructor, be careful!" Dulani had already seen those who were racing towards the snow. The leader was his instructor, the person closest to him, Mhamad!

The other party had a very powerful sniper! The instructor didn't know why, so he rode on his horse like this and would probably be killed by the other party's sniper! Dulani was very worried about the instructor's safety. He no longer cared about his life and death, and set up the rpk light machine gun again. The 75-round drums and the bullet kept jumping inside, entered the chamber, and shot out from the muzzle. ⊙

In theory, the rpk light machine gun does not belong to a machine gun, it can only be called an automatic rifle that increases the barrel. Such long-term shooting will overheat the barrel or even explode.

Moreover, as long as Dulani probes, there will be danger. At this time, he ignored everything and only knew to keep shooting and shooting! Suppress the damn sniper!

When they learned that the instructor, Osama and Ramale, they both gave up their fear of the sniper and used their guns to keep firing at the opposite side. Several old-fashioned Eiffeld-style rifles were constantly pulling the bolts, pressing bullets, and shooting at the top of the opposite mountain.

A small firepower net was formed again. If there were snipers on the top of the mountain opposite, there would definitely be no chance to shoot!

At this time, more than 20 meters away from the firepower network formed by the Afghan guerrillas below, the sniper Serigeyev, holding a sniper rifle as if nothing had happened, and the SVD sniper rifle scope gradually put a person on the crosshair.

Serigeyev was sent by Moscow. Facts have proved that large-scale troops may not play a corresponding role. On the contrary, small troops, especially special forces, can play a more important role.

From other troops, the Soviet Union drew twenty excellent snipers to Afghanistan and scattered in various places where guerrillas were infested, constantly causing casualties to guerrillas and increasing their panic.

After wandering around the mountains for five or six days, Serigeyev encountered this guerrilla team and became happy immediately.

Every time you shoot a shot, you have to change your position. This is the basic principle of sniper combat.

Now, Serigeyev suppressed the remaining people behind two stones and was not allowed to move. Serigeyev was very interested in this game. Now, he needed to wait. When the guerrillas behind the stones waited for the loss of patience, they would poke their heads back.

This is like catching a cat and a mouse. It doesn't matter if Serigeyev can wait for days or nights, he has patience.

Now, without waiting for the Afghan guerrillas to poke their heads out, a new team of riders came.

The Soviet army was a mechanized unit, and this backward cavalry had long disappeared from the Soviet equipment sequence. After these riders appeared, the Afghan guerrillas here shot wildly, and it is very likely that they were important targets.

Serigeyev turned the sniper rifle, and the leading horse rider appeared in the scope. He was tall and burly, carrying an AK-74 rifle, and his whole face was wrapped with a scarf. The exhaled heat formed ice on the scarf. Only those eyes, those bright eyes, were seen. In an instant, Serigeyev was excited.

Isn’t this the must-kill target requested by the above in the mission? The Mhamad who has been making trouble in the northern part of Jalalabad? Why didn’t he stay in the northern part of Jalalabad, but ran here instead?

Although Serigeyev was a little curious, he still aimed his eyes at the sight again, a special sniper bullet lying quietly in the chamber of the gun.

Aim at this guy's head! Sergeyev had already pressed the other person's head with a crosshair, but when he looked again, the target's head was strange! It was the same as the guy who was obviously hit by himself but stood up again! They were wearing a special steel helmet on their heads.

There is only one helmet that can block his sniper bullets, the Soviet Union's own titanium alloy steel helmet! They must have seized it on the battlefield! Thinking of this, Sergeyev moved his muzzle down and aimed at the other party's chest.

The dedicated 7n1 sniper bullet can easily tear open the opponent's body. The front of the bullet head of the copper-clad steel core is a conical steel core, and the back of the bullet head is a lead column, leaving a few millimeters of gaps. After hitting the target, the lead column will squeeze the steel core. The steel core compresses the gap in the bullet head at the front, causing the bullet center to shift and roll. When it goes out from the back, a big hole will be pulled open. With the medical conditions of the Afghan guerrillas, as long as they are shot, they will die and cannot be rescued at all.

Sherigeyev didn't know that while he was aiming at the other side of the hillside, there was also a sniper searching for him.

Hwaja was lying on the hillside, covered in white camouflage, and the sniper rifle was also wrapped in white cloth, and no one noticed him.

Just now, just when I heard the gunshots here, the instructor heard that there was a sniper opposite, and there was only one sniper!

Hwaja was sent here, and his mission was to search for the snipers on the opposite side and kill him at the same time!

The other party hid very cleverly, and Hwaja could not see anything except the white mountain top. During this period, he learned more sniping skills under the training of Mhamad. Now, he knew that he had encountered an extremely difficult opponent, and the other party's attainment in concealment was simply superb.

And Hwaja did not expect that the instructor would still show up at this time, even though he knew there was a sniper there!

The instructor is just to be a bait, attracting the opponent's sniper to shoot, and to give himself the opportunity to discover the opponent! Thinking of this, while moving and worried, Hwaja observed the top of the opposite mountain more carefully.

Serigeyev used a scope to cover Mhamad, and the crosshair pressed against Mhamad's chest, then pulled the trigger.

"Ding." The sound of the firing needle hitting the bullet's bottom fire came into his ears. Then, with a bang, the bullet's launching medicine was ignited and burned hotly, pushing the bullet out of the muzzle. When the gas behind the bullet rushed out of the muzzle, it hit the surrounding air and made a clattering sound.

The snow around was stirred up by the airflow and fluttered.

The snowflakes had not yet fallen, and the sniper rifle could not see clearly in the scope of the scope. He believed in his ability. The guy named Mhamad would definitely not survive.

His eyes continued to stare at the scope, hoping to see the scene of the target falling after the snowflakes fell.

At this moment, Serigeyev suddenly felt a sense of alert in his heart. Without thinking, he turned over and rolled toward the side.

"Da." A bullet flew over from the other side and hit the place where he just shot. Almost at the same time as he fired, the other party discovered his own position and fired the gun!

When is there another sniper on the other side?

Nearly twenty cavalrymen and a sniper came. The most important thing for me now is not to kill so many people from the other side, but to temporarily retreat!

In an instant, Serigeyev made a decision. He was alone and absolutely unwilling to fight. He carried his SVD sniper rifle and quickly retreated along the prepared route.

Yes, it was just backing, and Serigeyev walked backwards.

There was heavy snow everywhere, and if you stepped on it, it would be a deep foot nest. If Sergeyev ran forward, it would not take long before the riders would run to the top of the mountain and follow their footprints to catch up with him.

If it falls into the Afghan guerrillas, there is no good ending. The rumors of the Afghan guerrillas peeling people have spread throughout the Soviet army stationed in Afghanistan.

This trick of running against the opposite was developed by Serigeyev in his usual training. The perverted instructor actually tormented them like this, and no one liked running against the opposite!

And now, this trick can save his life.

Serigeyev ran more than 300 meters and hid in a temporary snow cave. The snow here was more than two meters thick. Yesterday, he dug a snow cave here.

Waiting for the Afghan guerrillas to leave, and then quietly follow me, the first thing I do is to kill the sniper!

Serigeyev closed his eyes and waited silently. He could not see outside in the snow cave, so his ears were more useful.

"Instructor!" Seeing Mhamad being shot, Durani dropped the RPK light machine gun and ran towards Mhamad's position.

Dulani doesn't care about any sniper.

Mhamad covered his chest, grabbed the horse and lay on the horse's back.

At this time, Dulanie had already rushed to her eyes and shouted: "Instructor, instructor!"

Mhamad's face turned pale and he stood up from his horse's back: "I'm fine."

The bullet was embedded in the bulletproof insertion board, driving the bulletproof insertion board, and slapped Mhamad's stomach together. He was already poisoned and bumped on the horse's back for a day. Mhamad was in poor spirits.

"Search for that mountain," Mhamad said: "You can't let this Soviet sniper go!"

The Soviet sniper had already run away? Osama ran to the front of Mhamad. When he heard Mhamad's judgment, he suddenly realized that his sniper had successfully let the other party escape.

If the other party has not left yet, they will definitely seize the opportunity to shoot at this time, and they are all exposed.

"Yes, come with me!" Osama shouted. Several Tajik brothers had just died, and the rest were very angry. Now, I heard that the snipers on the opposite side had escaped, and they all rushed towards the top of the mountain.

Mhamad followed behind with his rider, and also went up the hillside and to the top of the mountain.

The surroundings are covered with white space, and nothing can be seen. Some deep footprints are also quite messy.

Where did this damn sniper escape?
Chapter completed!