Soviet Godfather

"How many times do you say this is already this month?" In the conference room of the 103rd Airborne Division, division commander Xie Miao angrily questioned his subordinates. All the cadres above the regiment level in the division were called over, and the scene was so quiet that a needle could be heard dropped.

"Let me tell you, it's the fifth time. Does every bullet and every grain have to be airlifted from the country?" Se Miao's every question made the foreheads of the army cadres sitting below sweat . Now the leader is in a fit of anger, whoever gets ahead will be unlucky.

"Don't talk! Then I'll call the roll call!" Xie Miao's sharp eyes swept over the cadres below. At this moment, none of the guys sitting below dared to make eye contact with Xie Miao. Everyone lowered their heads unanimously. On the surface, it seems to be a review, but in fact, it is afraid of being caught out as a model. The youngest sitting below was also the regiment leader. Semyon's sharp eyes swept over them one by one, and finally landed on Grachev, the commander of the 354th regiment.

"Comrade Grachev!" Master Semyon's call completely dispelled the last illusion in Grachev's heart, and Grachev quickly stood up and saluted.

"Comrade Grachev, it's fine for others to sit down and keep silent, but do you have the nerve to sit there? Who is the person who attacked us? I don't need to investigate. I know that it is the guerrillas entrenched in the Paghman area. You Have you just forgotten what happened in the paratrooper assessment of your regiment at the end of last year?" Master Xie Miao said in a stern tone.

"I haven't forgotten, sir!" Grachev replied gravely.

"That's good! I'll give you a chance to take revenge now!" Master Xie Miao said firmly.

"Is it just our regiment? Can we let other regiments cooperate with us?" Grachev said with some embarrassment.

"Isn't there more than a thousand people in your regiment enough?" Master Semyon's words completely blocked Grachev's thoughts. Grachev could only accept the task under the sympathetic eyes of his colleagues.

On the way back to the regiment headquarters, Grachev kept thinking about how to suppress the bandits. The orders of the superiors should not be ignored, no matter how harsh they were, they must be carried out. Grachev's mind was in a mess, and he couldn't think of a clue at all. The last flash of inspiration on the battlefield was rare. Grachev felt that he might never be in such a good state in his life. Although Grachev was not smart enough, he knew who the real smart people were, and his subordinate Lebed was. Therefore, the only thing Grachev wanted to understand along the way was to listen to Lebed's opinion. As soon as he returned to the station of the 354th regiment, Grachev couldn't wait to call Lebed.

"Lebed, I just received a new mission in the division - to attack the guerrillas in the Paghman area. I want to hear your thoughts." As soon as Lebed entered the door, Grachev pinned him Sitting on the sofa, after a brief greeting, Grachev talked frankly about the new order assigned by the division.

"Who are we going to act with?" Lebed immediately became nervous when he heard that there was a mission. This was his first mission in the 354 regiment.

"Only us!" Grachev said regretfully.

"It's just us, how is that possible?" Lebed stood up in surprise when he heard that.

"Isn't it because of the paratrooper assessment a year ago? There is no way, the army is like this. Without a backer, you can only be slaughtered." Grachev complained, and he said such words to Lebed. There are some heart-to-heart implications in it.

"I understand your difficulties. I am also a newcomer here, and I only know you as a senior here..." Lebed didn't say the following words, and he didn't need to say them. Lebed knew from Grachev's eyes Grachev had already heard the meaning of Lebed's defection.

"Do you have any plans?" Grachev asked.

"Please let me think about it? Is there a map of the Pagman area?" Lebed asked hastily.

Grachev quickly took out the map of the Pagman area and spread it out on the desk, and the two of them studied it carefully with a magnifying glass.

After a while, Grachev threw the magnifying glass aside and rubbed his sore eyes, while Lebed was still lying there watching seriously. Grachev went to the coffee pot, made two cups of coffee, brought them over, and handed Lebed a cup.

Lebed took the cup, his eyes still unable to leave the map. After a while, Lebed finally stopped being obsessed with the map. He straightened up and said to Grachev: "The Paghman area is not small. Although it is a plain, it is backed by mountains. It is impossible to catch them with the strength of our regiment. If there is any trouble, they will immediately They will flee into the mountains, even if we are gods, we can't do anything to them."

These words are not new to Grachev, and Grachev can see what Lebed said. The Paghman area is located in the northwest of Afghanistan, guarding the two major traffic arteries passing through the northwest of Kabul in Afghanistan. The road to Tezmer in the north and Kandahar in the south is between Paghman and Kabul. It can be said that the road in the west of Kabul The line of communication is completely under the nose of Pagman's armed forces.

"Do you have any specific ideas?" Grachev then asked.

"Yes, I have a little immature idea." Lebed replied with a smile on his face. Grachev knew that Lebed must be humble, but in fact he was already sure.

"Tell me what you think!" Grachev couldn't wait to hear Lebed's thoughts.

"I noticed the ambush in our convoy last time, it's very interesting!" Lebed said, pointing to the map. Before Grachev could ask any more questions, Lebed had already started explaining on the map.

"Look, there are mountains on both sides, caves and tunnels behind, and the Kabul River in front." Grachev nodded in understanding.

"If we block the bridge across the Kabul River and the cave behind, then the enemy in the canyon will have no way to escape." Grachev understood what Lebed meant, but he still didn't know Lebed's plan . So he nodded again in understanding.

"If we lure the enemy to the canyon area, block them inside, and use armed helicopters to attack the enemies on the mountains on both sides of the road, we can wipe them out in one fell swoop. So we only need to organize another transport team to pass there, lure The enemy is fine! It’s just that the troops used as bait will be in great danger, and the entire army may be wiped out.” After Lebed finished talking about his plan, he picked up his cup and took a sip of the coffee that had been dropped twice.

Grachev understood it thoroughly at this time. The plan was perfect and only needed a bait, but would the transport team really work? What if the guerrillas don't come! We need a temptation that the enemy cannot resist, by the way, Seryozha! Grachev already has the perfect bait in his heart. In the last battle, Vasily killed the younger brother of Hafizola, the leader of the armed forces in the Paghman area. As long as we release the news that Sergey killed it, Hafizola There is no reason not to come.