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Below the valley is a highway. Before the Afghan War, it was a famous tourist destination in Afghanistan. Next to the highway was gurgling water, and on both sides were high mountains. The mountains were green and the air was fresh.

But now, the road here has been bumpy, and Afghan guerrillas are constantly attacking Soviet transport troops. Some abandoned trucks are on one side of the road. When Soviet tanks drive in here, they are filled with an unknown anger.

Afghanistan is mountainous, and transporting materials from Tajikistan in the north is a must-pass way, and it is also the way to death for the Soviet transport troops. On this road, I don’t know how many soldiers from the transport units were killed.

Those damn Afghan guerrillas! Seeing this scene, the soldiers of the Tank Battalion ignited the war in their chests, found the guerrillas, and completely crushed them into meat paste!

The tanks rumbled and formed a winding straight line in the mountains. The roads here were narrow and the tank troops could not play their advantages. On the contrary, both sides were very susceptible to being hit.

On one hillside, Masud quietly looked at the Soviet armored soldiers gradually approaching with a telescope. The troops that entered the vanguard were very strong, and at the same time, without the protection of infantry, was the best target.

"Rpg Preparation." Masud whispered.

As soon as Masud finished speaking, he saw Fahim quietly climbing to his side and said, "Captain, Mhamad suggests that we let the Soviets go deep into the valley first, and do not rush to launch an attack."

Put it in first? Masood looked at the Soviet tank troops. It was the most vulnerable to attack at this time. Moreover, he had already planned the retreat route and killed a few tanks first!

What power does that Mhamad have to interfere with his command operations? Yesterday, he did make great contributions, but he had never fought here and did not understand the characteristics of the terrain here.

Thinking of this, Masoud said: "Continue to attack!"

Dozens of guerrillas carrying RPGs quietly approached the road along the winding hillside. The RPG's range was one thousand meters, but they completely lost their accuracy when they got closer. They had to kill the Soviet tanks.

A tank battalion, more than fifty tanks, were still moving on the mountain road at this time, without knowing that the attack of the Afghan guerrillas was about to be launched.

On the other hillside, Mhamad, who was originally planning to retreat, looked at the guerrillas on the opposite side quietly entering the attack position, and his face changed.

court death!

The mountain roads here are narrow, and Soviet tanks are difficult to form effective defense. Attack here may achieve certain results, but the peaks on both sides are not very high, and the middle is very large and the field of view is wide. This means that once there is a battle here, the Soviet helicopters will arrive soon. As long as they fly over from the valley there, they can easily cover the rockets to the position where Masood's guerrillas hide.

Seeing Masood's guerrillas start to act, Mhamad quickly looked at the terrain here and indicated the location to several of his guerrillas.

Hermann and others immediately carried the stinger missile and ran to the high mountain. If the Soviet helicopters flew over, they would definitely pass by their side.

The t-62 tank continued to move forward, the tracks kept turning, and dust was flying underneath.

The turret kept turning left and right, aiming at the peaks on both sides at any time. Unfortunately, the barrel was not high enough.

Vonkovsky looked at the mountains on both sides and suddenly shouted in the radio: "Reloading hands, shoot both sides with machine guns."

The terrain here is complex, and as it continues to penetrate into the mountains, Vonkovsky's vigilance is also increasing.

The muzzle cannot be raised as high as that, and the anti-aircraft machine gun located above the turret on the side of the loading hand is just enough.

Hearing Vonkovsky's order, the loading hand climbed out of his position, opened the hatch, formed a shield in front, and began to pull the anti-aircraft machine gun.

The rumbling tank made the loader feel a little uncomfortable. When he came out and blew the mountain wind, he suddenly felt a coolness. With a rush, the bullet was loaded. Before the loader could aim at the hillside, he suddenly saw the side of his side and the active person appeared!

Afghan guerrillas! Seeing those people carrying the RPG, the loader shouted, and the anti-aircraft machine gun was flattened and began to shoot at the Afghan guerrillas.

"Cover!" Masoud shouted, and with his shouting, the guerrillas lying ambushed on the hillside fired one after another.

"Da." As soon as the Efield rifle in Fashim's hand fired, a bullet flew into the head of a tank soldier. The guy had just pulled the firing button and fell on the machine gun before he could shoot.

"Swoosh." A rocket flew towards a tank. It rubbed behind the tank's turret and flew over without any danger, and exploded several hundred meters behind it.

The guerrillas carrying the RPG continued to do so, but unfortunately, they were hit by Soviet tanks before they could complete their shooting. The winner was only a few seconds away.

Only one tank was hit and caught fire. The guerrillas who fired the RPG were completely blocked by machine guns. They hid behind the stones, dared not show their heads or run back again, and were in danger of being completely eliminated at any time.

"We have saved these brothers," said Mhamad.

The people on the opposite side were divided into two groups. The guerrillas who went to sneak attack with RPG were suppressed in the valley and could not move. The guerrillas on the hillside above wanted to come down to rescue, but they were concerned about the fierce firepower of the Soviet anti-aircraft machine guns. Several people wanted to run down to rescue, but were hit into several sections by 127mm bullets.

If the Soviets were following the infantry, they could have surrounded the guerrillas who came to attack the enemy in a split and surrounded them, and they would be in a desperate situation.

Now, the Soviets' attention is on the opposite hillside, and there is no reaction on the side of Mhamad.

"How do we save?" Hwaja asked Mhamad.

How to save it? Mhamad gritted his teeth and said, "Get the firepower of the Soviets."

Those tanks and machine guns suppressed the guerrillas on the opposite side. If the Soviets' firepower was not attracted, the guerrillas who attacked the guerrillas would definitely be killed. Attracting the Soviets' firepower means that they would face great pressure.

There is no choice at this time.

"I understand." Hwaja squatted behind a stone and steadily raised his svd sniper rifle.

"Da." With the gunshot, a 762mm high-precision sniper bomb flew over, and the side wind in the valley kept affecting it. While flying, it tilted to the right, but hit the back of a loader just right.

The shield in front can only protect the front half of the body, and their backs are exposed.

Hwaja kept pressing the crosshairs of the scope onto the tanks, aiming, shooting, and even seeing the effect after shooting.

At the same time, other guerrillas were also preparing. They were lying on the hillside, aiming at them with all their attention. There were big guys next to them.

A sturdy tripod, a long cylinder, and a slightly larger aiming device on the side, which is the pottery missile assisted by the United States.

The rpg can only get close to 300 meters before attacking, which puts Masood's guerrillas in danger, while Mhamad's men use pottery missiles with a range of more than 3,000 meters.

Their location is very safe.

An infrared beam shines on the target tank. From now on, they need to shine the infrared beam on the tank all the time, without any deviation.

"Boom." As the button was pressed, a flame light came out from behind the cylinder. A thick and long missile drilled out from inside the cylinder. After it came out, four folded wings in the front and rear spread out, and a cable was dragged at the tail, and began to fly forward and quickly.

The mountain road is rugged, and Mhamad only brought five such pottery missiles. Now, five shooters have shot out the missiles he carries one after another.

The missile is flying rapidly, receiving the radiation of infrared laser beams while flying, and receiving instructions through the cables behind to adjust its course.

"Boom, boom." The engine roared. When it was discovered that missiles were flying from the opposite hillside, the Soviet tank soldiers were no longer calm.

How did the Afghan guerrillas have anti-tank missiles? No one answered their question, what they need now is how to avoid such missiles!

Start moving first, the faster the better. When the missile flies, brake quickly. Only in this way can you avoid the missile!

The crossing machine gun fire was gone, and each tank was starting quickly. It was still unknown which tank the several missiles flying in were aimed at.

Feeling that the pressure on one side has decreased, the guerrillas carrying RPG poked their heads out from behind the stone.

The guerrillas who had already launched the rockets and only the launcher were left, ran back quickly, while those guerrillas who had not yet received the opportunity to launch continued to bravely carry their rpg and run towards the tank.

The pottery missile was flying in quickly, and the entire tank convoy was moving rapidly. Black smoke came out from the side of the tail, and the valley was filled with a strong smell of diesel.

Black smoke will also block the missile's vision. Seeing the valley gradually being shrouded in black smoke, Mhamad felt inexplicably anxious. Now, he could only completely believe that the soldiers he trained could operate the advanced pottery missile well.

The infrared ray passed through the black smoke and continued to shoot on the tank. The warhead of the Tao missile was about to pierce the armor of the T-62 tank.

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Chapter completed!