Dominate South Asia

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Bagram is the most important military base of the Soviets. It can not only take off and land fighters, but also accommodate tens of thousands of Soviet troops.

It is impossible to sneak attack such an airport. Within a few kilometers outside the airport, there are barracks connected to each other. The distance of a few kilometers is difficult to cross.

Now, with the arrival of spring, the Soviets have stopped dormancy and mobilized their troops again to prepare to encircle and annihilate the guerrillas in the Panjshir Valley.

"The 682nd Motorized Infantry Regiment arrived yesterday." In the division headquarters, Belgrade said to Kulikov: "We can dispatch the 177th and 682nd Motorized Infantry Regiments, as well as a regiment of the government army."

Kulikov's eyes were fixed on the sand table in front of him, where small flags were planted.

"There are fifteen exits in the Panjshir Valley. There are high mountains on both sides of these exits, which are impossible to climb. We will deploy heavy troops at these fifteen exits to guard the mountain passes, and then advance layer by layer to completely kill the guerrillas entrenched here." The person who spoke was holding a cigar, with two small mustaches and bright eyes.

This person is not from the 40th Army, but from Moscow. This time, the guerrillas in the Panjshir Valley will be coordinated by this person.

This made Kulikov a little dissatisfied. Almost all the people mobilized were from the 108th Division. It is said that as the division commander, he has full command power, but this person keeps interfering with his combat deployment here.

This person is the brigade commander of a special operations brigade of the GRU, Diyako.

The GRU is a mysterious special forces in the Soviet army. In later generations, this force did not surface until the disintegration of the Soviet Union.

Although the person in front of him is only a brigade commander, he is deeply trusted by Moscow.

As the Afghan guerrillas became more and more arrogant and frequently attacked transport convoys, the Soviet troops stationed in Afghanistan were under tremendous pressure. The domestic high-level officials were not satisfied with their fighting. Now, even such a brigade commander could interfere.

Kulikov swallowed his dissatisfaction and said, "It is impossible for our troops to reach all the fifteen exits at once. When we advance, the guerrillas may jump back to the deeper mountains like last year."

These fifteen exits are not together, and only by blocking them at the same time can the Afghan guerrillas be blocked.

Last year, they carried out a siege on the Panjshir area. Unfortunately, the guerrillas who got the news went into the mountains and disappeared without a trace. When they swept for half a month without success, the guerrillas suddenly appeared again.

Kulikov wanted to block these holes and wrap the Afghan guerrillas in his pocket, but now, it is impossible for him to block all the exits at the same time.

"My troops are responsible for these ten exits." Di Yako said lightly, pointing at the mountain passes on the sand table with his hand holding a cigar.

The ash of the cigar fell on the sand table, and Di Yako flicked the cigar without hesitation and marked the mountain passes with the ash.

Those are the mountain passes farthest from the main traffic routes and are very difficult to reach. Now the Afghan guerrillas are very sensitive to the sound of the doe. If the soldiers are transported by helicopter, they may be detected by the cunning Afghan guerrillas, and if they walk there on foot, it will simply drive all the soldiers crazy.

Seeing Di Yako's understatement, Kulikov couldn't help but say: "Okay, then please ask your troops to control these ten exits, and my troops will be responsible for the remaining five exits and the search and seizure in the mountainous area."

The remaining five exits are all on the main traffic routes at the bottom of the valley. As long as a vanguard is sent to quickly penetrate, they can be completely controlled. Since the other party took the initiative to undertake such an important task, Kulikov could only "reluctantly" agree.

The search in the mountainous area requires more troops, and every cave must be thoroughly searched.

"Okay, then we will completely control these exits in the early morning of the 13th. I wonder if the 108th Division will have any problems?" Ji Yako asked.

Today is the 10th, and there are only about two days left in the early morning of the 13th. Looking at Ji Yako's smug look, Kulikov knew that although they were still discussing it, Ji Yako's troops might have entered the war zone in advance. This guy was operating in his own defense zone without consulting him in advance!

"All material reserves have been prepared. There is no problem in operating within two days." Kulikov said.

"Okay, then we will meet in the Panjshir Valley." After that, Ji Yako strode out.

"Bah!" Seeing Ji Yako go out, the other officers couldn't help but spit. This guy looked arrogant and didn't take anyone seriously.

"Those exits are difficult to pass. Let's see how he gets through!" said an officer.

Division Commander Kulikov knew the truth to some extent. The troops brought by Dyako this time were all Uzbeks and Tajiks, who could speak fluent Afghan. These people might have already infiltrated the mountainous area and were waiting to block the mountain pass.

The mountains were high and steep, and it was easy to defend but difficult to attack. A narrow mountain pass could be defended by just one infantry squad and enough ammunition. The only problem was how to get in.

For the 108th Division, it was difficult for them to go deep into the mountains without being discovered by the local natives.

The night gradually deepened, and in the mountains, the cool evening breeze gently blew on the hillside.

An Afghan guerrilla, with a gun on his shoulder, stood at the mountain pass. In the past two days, the news that the Soviets were about to enter the Panjshir Valley had been heard, and everyone was on high alert. These mountain passes were related to the safety of the guerrillas in and out, and they valued them very much.

The guerrilla vigilantly paid attention to the surroundings, staring at the dark peaks, rubbing his hands from time to time. It was too cold here, and the mountain wind had blown through his thin clothes.

There was a sudden rustling sound behind him, and the guerrilla immediately turned his head back vigilantly. Just as he turned around, a pair of big hands appeared on his back and covered his mouth.

The guerrilla knew that he had made a serious mistake. He wanted to pull the bolt and fire a warning shot, but before his hand touched the bolt, a sharp saber pierced into his chest.

His body trembled and shivered, and he slowly fell down. Blood continued to flow from his chest. As the blood flowed, his body quickly became cold.

"Report, Pass No. 3 has been controlled." After killing the famous guerrillas, several small team soldiers appeared in the darkness. They were all wearing local Afghan costumes and mixed in with ordinary mountain residents. They were inconspicuous. They quickly occupied the advantageous terrain of the pass and pointed their guns at the col in the dark.

This place is completely under their control. They seem to be able to see countless guerrillas rushing towards them, one after another, but unfortunately, they can't rush here. This is the death place of the guerrillas.

In this dark night, one by one, the mountain passes far away from the bottom of the valley were quickly controlled, and the GRU special forces played a highly efficient role. Cutting off these valley passes, the roads of the Panjshir guerrillas to Badakhshan, Baghlan and Laghman provinces were cut off, and they could only wait to die inside.

Southwest valley pass, Gulbahar.

This is an important town in the southwest of the Panjshir Valley. There are roads leading to Kabul and towns such as Rukha, Astana, and Zenia in the valley. It is only 20 kilometers away from the Bagram Air Force Base.

The Soviets could not control the transportation safety in the entire narrow valley, but they deployed heavy troops at the entrance of the valley. Especially when the troops were about to enter the valley, countless military supplies were transported from Bagram to Gulbahar.

A vanguard unit, a battalion of the 682nd Motorized Infantry Regiment, guarded Gulbahar. At this time, the transport convoy was still moving from Bagram.

The light of the headlights pierced through the darkness, and the roar of the engine startled the birds that had already fallen asleep.

On a hillside five kilometers away from Gulbahar, a group of people were looking at this ancient town like prey.

"There are our civilians in the town, we can't let the artillery fire enter the ancient town." A voice whispered, it was Fahim: "How accurate are your rocket launchers?"

The mountain road was too difficult to walk, Muhammad shattered the idea brought by those multiple rocket launchers, he could only let his guerrillas, carrying 107 rockets, come here.

Accompanying Muhammad, there was also a small team of Fahim, a total of ten people.

Muhammad proposed to beat the Soviets hard. When Muhammad expressed his idea, Masoud was obviously interested, but he was unwilling to participate.

Muhammad knew that Masoud did not believe that he could solve Gulbahar, the most important frontier position of the mopping-up force. There were armored vehicles and tanks here. A sneak attack here would increase the casualties of the guerrillas.

So, Masoud continued to command the guerrilla warfare in a secret location in the mountains, and at the same time, sent his most trusted Fahim to observe Muhammad's tactics.

Seeing the rockets spread out without even a launch tube, Fahim immediately kindly reminded that the people living in this town were all Tajik compatriots and they should not be blown up.

"It's less accurate than a sniper rifle," said Muhammad, watching Osama and others aiming quickly. This time, there were a full thirty rockets.

At this time, the Soviets had not yet realized the impending attack and were still busy.