Dominate South Asia
Chapter 6: Booby Trap
Important things? Didn't you just say that retreat is the most important thing? As the captain of this guerrilla team, Khwaja originally made all the decisions on all actions. He really couldn't think of anything more important.
"Take out all the grenades in the tank." Muhammad said: "Hurry up, pay attention, as long as there are grenades, armor-piercing shells and armor-piercing shells are useless."
Carrying tank shells? Khwaja was also a little puzzled: "Sir, we can't move the tank guns, what do we need those shells for?"
"Of course it's useful, you'll know when you go back." Muhammad said, and ran to the tank that overturned because of the big rocks. Only this tank was intact. As for the other one, even if there was no secondary explosion, the inside could not be touched.
The hatch of the tank was open. Muhammad was very familiar with this tank. Although the tank's posture was not suitable now, he still shrank his body and got in through the hatch on the turret.
The T-62 tank has a base of 40 rounds of ammunition. Generally speaking, it is only equipped with 17 grenades. With the one just used, it would be good to have 15 rounds.
Muhammad thought so and pulled out a shell from the ammunition rack and fuel tank in front.
Yes, it is a grenade!
"Come on!" Muhammad handed the grenade out from the hatch of the turret.
Outside, Durrani had already received it there.
Seeing the two busy, Khwaja shook his head and signaled to several guerrillas. These guerrillas followed and carried the shells that Durrani had received.
Unless there is artillery, what is the use of this shell?
Although they thought so, they still carried it.
The shell is very heavy, and they can only carry one at most.
And inside the turret, shells are constantly handed out.
Inside, Muhammad smiled happily, he made a profit, he really made a profit.
There are actually 30 grenades in this tank! 30 rounds!
Muhammad pulled out one and smiled, then pulled out another and smiled again, until the last few, which were sharp armor-piercing shells. He had figured it out. In Afghanistan, the guerrillas had no heavy weapons, let alone tanks. Therefore, even if there were armor-piercing shells, they would be useless. Grenades were more practical, with long range and great power.
These grenades were even more useful to him!
Muhammad smiled and got out of the tank turret. Seeing the guerrillas around him, they all had bitter faces. They were very reluctant to carry their own weapons and a grenade.
"What about these two prisoners?" asked a guerrilla.
Originally, he was escorting the prisoners, but now, he also carried grenades. Almost all the guerrillas carried tank shells that they thought were useless.
Khwaja looked at the two Soviets. They drove steel machines and set foot on the land of Afghanistan. They were invaders!
They have committed many evil things, crushing Afghans with tanks. These people are all executioners!
Now, since we can't take them away, we might as well kill them on the spot!
Thinking of this, a murderous look appeared in Khwaja's eyes.
These two tank soldiers escaped from the overturned tank. The tank has been abandoned. They stayed there and only waited for death.
However, when they got out, the guerrillas were already close. The two tank soldiers were killed. If they didn't surrender, they would have been killed.
The eyes of these two people were full of fear. Although they couldn't speak in Afghanistan, they could understand some Pashto more or less.
Moreover, in this case, even if the language was not fluent, something could be seen from the other party's eyes.
"We are the armored soldiers of the first company of the third battalion of the 117th regiment of the 108th division of the 40th Army. Now, we have become prisoners and request to abide by the Geneva Convention!" One of the Soviet tank captives said to the person in front of him with courage.
"What are you talking about?" Khwaja asked the two men with a smile on his face, but he took out a saber in his hand.
Although it is more comfortable to use bullets, Khwaja often likes to use sabers, feeling the pleasure of stabbing the opponent's body with the saber. In front of him, there is a scene of his compatriots falling under the Soviet tank.
Khwaja raised his hand high, the knife flashed, and was about to fall.
"Wait!" Muhammad said.
Why wait again? Khwaja looked at Muhammad on the side. At this time, he didn't like this man who was good at fighting.
It's like there is already one in front of him, and his crotch has been raised high, and he is about to thrust the gun straight into the vital point, but the director said to stop. It's fun to watch Japanese movies, who can understand how the male actors of the island country are forbearing.
"Just now they said that we should abide by the Geneva Convention." Muhammad said.
"What a bullshit convention, I only know that these people are our enemies, they all deserve to die!" Khwaja said.
Durrani on the side was also very curious. He really couldn't guess what this instructor was thinking.
"No, these people should die, but they shouldn't die in our hands." Muhammad said, "Captain Khwaja, can you hand these two people over to me?"
Hand them over to you? Can you take them? Khwaja didn't believe that if he escorted two prisoners alone, he might lose them.
However, I also thought about what Mhamad meant when he said that these people did not deserve to die in our hands. Besides, these prisoners originally escaped from the destroyed tank. Without Mhamad, we would not have been able to capture the prisoners.
Thinking of this, Khwaja said: "Okay, then I'll leave it to you."
"Keep these two people here first. I also need you to send a few team members to go with me to arrange it." Mhamad said.
What exactly is this arrangement? Khwaja suddenly became interested, called to the two of them, and followed Mhamad in person.
The speed was very fast, and in almost ten minutes, Khwaja came over again, but at this time, his face was already full of smiles, and he seemed to have seen something pleasing to the eye.
"Take them over." Khwaja pointed to the two Soviet prisoners.
The two Soviet prisoners looked at each other, feeling uneasy. They followed with one foot deep and one foot shallow. What awaited them was an unknown fate.
Right next to their overturned tank, Mhammad was there, waving to them.
"Come on, come on!" Mhamad said in proficient Russian: "You are right here, waiting for your people to come and pick you up."
The Mhamad in this world cannot speak Russian, but the Mhamad who traveled through time has all the memories of Hua Dongjie. In his previous life, Hua Dongjie sometimes held joint exercises with the Russian army. , and he needed to be familiar with the use of a lot of imported Russian equipment, so he also learned Russian. In addition to Russian, he is also fluent in English and Chinese.
How could you be so kind? It's impossible to think about it. The two of them felt that the Afghan in front of them must have evil intentions.
"Come, sit down!" Hamad said.
The two prisoners had no time to react. Khwaja's strong arms pushed them down and sat them down.
And while they were sitting, Hamad beside them seemed to move quickly under their buttocks.
Then, he sat on the ground, except for the earth, and seemed to feel something strange on his butt. It must have been stuffed under his butt quickly by the person just now.
It's like an iron bump with an iron piece on it. It hurts your buttocks. You'd better move your position.
"Don't move. There is a land mine sitting under your buttocks. If you move, you will be shattered to pieces." Mhamad said, his words full of ridicule.
Is there a land mine sitting under my butt? After hearing Mhamad's words, they immediately felt as if they were sitting on a red-hot iron plate. The two of them wanted to get up reflexively.
However, the two people's buttocks did not leave the iron piece, and were firmly held down by the hands of Mhamad and Khwaja.
If you want to seek death, you have to wait until we are gone before you raise your arse.
As soon as they pressed, the two prisoners reacted, and sweat appeared on their faces.
"I wish you two a happy stay here! Your reinforcements will arrive soon." Mhamad waved happily to the two of them, and then followed Khwaja's guerrillas and walked away quickly.
Although the two prisoners were not tied up with ropes and were not injured, did they dare to move?
Hamad really wanted to see a good show, but unfortunately, he had to leave. With the strength of this guerrilla force, it was okay to sneak attack a lone Soviet, but if he encountered the Soviet reinforcements again, he would lose himself.
Seeing these people disappear, the two captives trembled in their hearts. Nearly an hour passed before one of the captives said: "Hey, Markov, do you think there are pressure mines sitting under our butts?"
"What do you think?" At this time, both of them had calmed down a bit, and Markov asked: "Ilyich, you have served in the infantry before, so you should be familiar with this kind of mine."
"I think what we are riding on is not a landmine." Ilyich said: "Those guerrillas don't even have enough bullets. How can they have weapons like landmines?"
"What is that?" Markov asked.
"I think it's like a grenade, yes, it's a grenade!" Ilyich said through gritted teeth. He recalled that just now, when he was forcibly pressed down, the other guy acted so insidiously under his butt. In fact, That is to pull the safety pin of the grenade, and then let yourself sit on the grenade.
Yes, that’s it! Just want to scare yourself!
"Grenade? Then let's lift our buttocks and then throw the grenade out. Is that enough?" Markov asked.
"Our people are coming." At this moment, Ilyich heard a distant roar.
PS: Thanks to Xiaobai in Black, Leaves Fall in the Autumn Wind, and Burn the Panda to Death for their tips!
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