Dominate South Asia

As long as you keep your foot still, the mine will not explode. You can even use some special means, such as freezing the mine under your feet suddenly, or when you release it, wait for it to fly up and hit it with a baseball bat. These are the most thrilling plots often seen in TV dramas.

Unfortunately, in real combat, such a scene will never happen. No mine will be so stupid as to wait for the person who steps on it to remove it.

There are two types of mines: pressure-activated and loose-activated. Pressure-activated mines will explode immediately as soon as you step on them, while loose-activated mines will explode only after you release them.

Loose-activated mines do not mean that you will be fine if you just step on them. There is a delay device on them. Even if you do not release your foot, it will explode as long as the time is up. For example, what Krisevich is stepping on now is a loose-activated mine.

After a delay of two seconds, the mine exploded. This is a typical loose-activated mine. When the momentary numbness disappears, the nerves resume signal transmission again. Suddenly, severe pain occupied Krisevich's brain.

Pain! The pain was heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching. Although Krisevich was a steel warrior, he still made a dull sound: "Ah..."

"Boom, boom!" At this moment, the other Soviet soldiers also stepped on the mines, and their broken limbs flew into the air.

They fell into the trap!

The Afghan guerrillas did not have many mines, and at this time, these mines played a huge role.

As soon as they entered the valley, Muhammad asked the riders to perform S-shaped maneuvers, so that the Soviets behind them would immediately know that there was something strange ahead.

They would follow their own route and move forward carefully, but when they followed for hundreds of meters, they would find that they were fooled. There were no mines here at all!

Unless it was an airplane laying mines, how could there be such a large minefield? When they found that they were fooled, the Soviets would become bolder. Since there were no mines at all, why did they have to take this crooked road? Why not just chase?

At the same time, Muhammad was forced to do so.

To lay mines, you need to blend in with the surrounding environment so that you won't be discovered. There is snow everywhere here. As long as you walk on it, you will leave traces. If you lay a minefield as soon as you enter the valley, the Soviets will definitely find it.

Only when they are out of breath and have a completely wrong understanding of the minefield, they will not notice the messy footprints on the snow where the mines are laid.

Hearing the explosion behind, the cavalry that has reached one end of the valley turned back. Now, it's time to encircle and annihilate the Soviets!

A company of nearly a hundred Soviets chased Muhammad's team of more than a dozen people, trying to catch these executioners and skin them in the same way.

In addition to Muhammad's proper tactics, Ramel's behavior completely angered the Soviets. When they saw their comrades being skinned, they lost their minds.

The explosion of the mine was a signal, and gunshots rang out on both sides of the mountain top.

"Da da, da da da..." A DshKM heavy machine gun shouted the loudest, and 12.7mm bullets were continuously fired at the Soviet soldiers in the valley.

Except for the dozen people who stayed in the garrison, the remaining Afghan guerrillas were dispatched. In terms of numbers, they were not at a disadvantage, especially from a high position. The Soviet soldiers in the valley were simply live targets.

"Aim and shoot!" Hewaja said, "Don't waste bullets!"

Some newly joined guerrillas, when they ambushed the Soviets for the first time, were so excited that they shot out the entire magazine. Although the ammunition was supported by the Americans and it was not easy to transport it, it could not be wasted like this.

After saying that, Hewaja put his eyes on the scope, the crosshairs pressed on the body of a Soviet soldier, and then pulled the trigger.

"Da." A bullet flew out of the SVD sniper rifle, and the Soviet soldier in the scope suddenly spurted blood from his head and fell to the ground.

Gilkochakin's body was jumping constantly. On the battlefield, only by constantly changing his position can he avoid being hit by bullets.

He was fooled. This valley was bare everywhere, without even a stone. Gilkochakin knew that regretting now was not a solution. He had to take his troops back.

On the high hillsides on both sides, nearly a hundred guerrillas were ambushed. This was an encirclement.

He couldn't go to the front, because there was a minefield in front. Even if he passed, the cavalry just now was waiting for him. He couldn't go to the sides either. There were high mountains on both sides. Even if he led people to rush up, the whole army would be wiped out in the end.

He could only retreat, retreat from the road he came from, leave the valley here, and leave this ambush circle first!

"Cross cover, retreat!" Gilkochakin said.

"Da da da." A machine gunner, holding a machine gun, fired at the high hills on both sides. Just after firing a few bullets, his body shook and fell down.

The machine gun was thrown aside. Gilkorchagin bent down, picked up the machine gun, and held it, shooting at the position of the most violent heavy machine gun on the hillside.

The machine gun roared in his hand, and the bullets flew. When countless bullets poured over, the person behind the machine gun on the opposite side suddenly looked up and fell backwards.

The heavy machine gun posed the greatest threat. After killing it, the Soviet soldiers immediately felt the pressure relieved. They took their weapons and shot at the hillsides on both sides while retreating.

This was a failed operation. The cunning of the Afghan guerrillas was far beyond Gil Korchagin's imagination. Now, looking at the corpses left around and listening to the painful screams of his soldiers, Gil Korchagin's eyes turned red.

"Instructor, the Soviets are going to escape!" Seeing the Soviets in the valley leaving countless corpses and retreating to the other end of the valley, Durrani couldn't help but say to Muhammad.

If these Soviets cannot be completely surrounded and annihilated, it cannot be considered a complete victory! Following Muhammad, they won victory after victory. Everyone began to have confidence. Driving away the Soviets was not a complete victory. It was enough to annihilate them completely!

"They can't escape." Muhammad said: "Osama, are you ready?"

"Ready." Osama replied to Muhammad.

In front of Osama, there were five 107 rockets. Osama quickly placed them, glued the fuses, and held the battery and wires in his hands.

"Fire!" Following Muhammad's order, Osama connected the wires to the battery.

"Swish, swish, swish!" With the pleasant sound, the tails of the five rockets, all dragging flames, flew towards the opposite side.

Rockets! When he saw those flying things dragging flames, Gil Korchagin was shocked. These rockets flew into their midst, and the fragments that exploded would injure more people.

"Lie down!" Gil Korchagin shouted.

The Soviet soldiers lay down on the ground in unison. Although they were facing desperate situations, they were still well-trained.

Those rockets, dragging tail flames, flew over their heads.

The accuracy was too poor. These Afghan guerrillas could not effectively operate these rockets at all! Especially since they didn't even have a rocket launcher, they could only fire with their bare hands. It was really bad!

While thinking, Gil Korchagin stood up quickly. Just as he was about to continue running back, he heard a huge explosion at the entrance of the valley behind him.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Five rockets flew over and exploded on the opposite side of the valley.

All the rockets hit the top of a peak. As the rockets exploded, the stones on it rolled down.

This peak was originally very abrupt, and now it was blown up by rockets, and the stones on the upper half were loose.

Looking at the falling stones, Gil Korchagin was shocked. The damn Afghan guerrillas were too cunning!

The rolling stones blocked the entrance of the valley, and there was no way to retreat!

These arrangements of the Afghan guerrillas actually wanted to completely annihilate their own side!

Gil Korchagin's mind was blank.

The sound of gunfire continued to echo around him, and soldiers kept falling down. The Soviet army, which was surrounded on three sides and blocked from retreat, completely became a lamb to be slaughtered.

Heavy machine guns, light machine guns, automatic rifles, the sound of shooting continued.

"Charge up the hill!" Gil Korchagin shouted again. At this time, he had no choice. As a fighting nation, he could not be captured even if he died standing!

Being a prisoner was even more terrible. Askov was a living example.

There were only more than 20 Soviet soldiers left. Their bodies were constantly jumping and rushing up the hillside swiftly.

"Aim and shoot!" Khwaja shouted to the soldiers around him. When they found that the Soviet soldiers were rushing up the hillside, some guerrillas could no longer hold their breath.

After shouting, Khwaja put his eyes back on the scope again. With just these 20 or so Soviets, Khwaja could kill them all by himself.

Khwaja found more and more that he was more suitable to be a sniper than a commander.

A commander must have keen insight, accurate judgment, and even prophetic speculation. Khwaja admired Muhammad very much.

At this time, Muhammad stood quietly at the mouth of the valley, looking at the Soviet soldiers who were fighting their last battle, and took a cigarette.

When these Soviet soldiers followed behind him, their fate was doomed.

After taking a deep breath, Muhammad felt that someone was looking at him. He turned his head and saw that it was Ramal.

"Your wound should be bandaged." Muhammad said to Ramal, "There are still some medicines in my base. Will you go back with me to bandage it?"

"Mr. Muhammad, please allow me to join your guerrillas!" Ramal put his right hand on his chest and bent down to Muhammad.