The former Soviet special forces, who had become abandoned pawns and were destined to die on the battlefield, quietly replaced the magazines that had been shot out, and they knew better than anyone what kind of army they were facing, or rather, what kind of nation they were!

"Soldiers, tell me, why are you entering Afghanistan? What are you doing here?! ”

"To accomplish our mission, to help them resist aggression!"

Twenty years ago, when they were a group of well-trained scouts with almost no combat experience, they walked into Afghanistan, a poor land with a long history, as invaders, shouting such slogans that now seem ridiculously funny.

At that time, they had hundreds of tanks, armored vehicles and military trucks operating together, and when these most pure weapons of war carefully crafted by human beings advanced together on the ground, the roar of hundreds of high-power diesel fuels, the rolling of tracks on the rough road, and the trembling shock of the whole land, and the helicopter gunships that flew low over their heads from time to time, bringing up large and large areas of yellow sand, all formed a seemingly irreversible torrent of steel in the empty mountains of Afghanistan.

Their momentum was like a rainbow, full of letters, and the offensive was even more unstoppable, and it only took a dozen days to "liberate" the entire territory of Afghanistan. But after all, they still underestimated this country of warriors who had never extinguished the flames of war in 2,000 years of history, and underestimated the determination of the Afghans to resist foreign humiliation!

For Afghans, the pious killing of people on the battlefield, or the pious death in battle, is the supreme glory! And this kind of religious thinking has been intensified in the al-Qaeda organization formed by **.

If you don't have the Afghans on the battlefield, you can't imagine how horrible the enemy will be when they attack! Whether it is the Afghan guerrillas or the members of the ** al-Qaeda, they are not even called professional soldiers, they are soldiers when they pick up the gun, they are responsible for production when they put down the gun, they will not make any military dodge actions in the face of machine gun fire on the battlefield They do not understand the stepped cover of the children of the Special Department, and they disdain to roll and climb on the ground to reduce casualties. When they launch a frontal attack in the face of the enemy's position, they don't even waste their physical strength running and charging when it's not time to fight bayonet battles!

They just held the weapons in their hands flat, and walked towards death with devotion and glory from the heart, and all of them raised and fell with their feet, and in the darkness they formed a low and powerful rhythm like the beating of war drums.

Several veterans of the former Soviet Union, who were seriously wounded and could no longer retreat from the battlefield, glanced at each other, and their eyes finally fell together on a small mountain more than 200 meters away.

He was the most respected in his life. It can be said that the man is also a master and a father. He is directing the rest of the brothers to build fortifications by all means.

The sound of automatic rifles firing from the ground was heard. Carrying stones is doing everything possible. Let them improvise the trenches to make the former Soviet soldiers stronger. The body froze suddenly. From their vantage point, they looked down at the past. They can see clearly. In the splash of tongues of fire. Bullets sliced through the darkness of nothingness. The ground is as brilliant as a shooting star.

Those were badly wounded. Stay on the battlefield and snipe enemy former Soviet soldiers. Non-stop strafing. In the bullet casing flying. One enemy after another fell to their guns. But there were only a few of them. There were only a few rifles. They did not have ground heavy machine guns that could form suppressive fire on the battlefield. They don't have mortars. No matter how desperately they shoot. Dozens of times more than yourself. Supported by spiritual beliefs. There is no fear of death at all. Still getting closer and closer.

"Boom! Rumble! Boom ......"

Looking at the ground position at the foot of the mountain. It will be broken in the first charge of the enemy. It's a fatal time. A series of explosions suddenly rang out. A large mass of flames. At an alarming rate once per second. Raised in the midst of the terrorists. It was in the midst of this massive explosion one after another. What shrapnel. What gravel. Splashing around in the shock wave.

Those who sang the war song of their hearts without regret. He thinks that he is heaven and earth, and God is the master. The terrorists of the base are about to achieve a victory. Haven't figured out what's going on yet. A grenade. has already smashed down with his head covered in the face. In the midst of this explosion one after another. They were more like wheat swept across the ground with a sickle. Fell one by one.

I watched a grenade hit a terrorist directly, and watched with the terrorist's body as the core, a large ball of flames rolled up, and a bunch of sticky and greasy, God knows what kind of bezoar dog treasure play, mixed with all the blood in the terrorist's body, was really three meters high, and then covered a radius of twenty meters.

The former Soviet soldiers who saw this scene really didn't know whether the terrorist was killed or directly stoned to death by a grenade flying in a straight line like a bullet!

Faced with this earth-shattering reversal, a soldier lying behind a rock, panting for breath while replacing a new magazine for his rifle, straightened his neck and shouted into a walkie-talkie: "Good job, tiger!" ”

The characters who can hit the effect of platoon artillery bombardment as soon as they strike at the most critical time are, of course, the tigers among them, who serve as heavy machine gunners and artillery gunners at the same time!

Yes, they are in a desperate situation and are isolated, but don't forget, the tiger not only has an N249 general-purpose machine gun, but also a Chinese-made QLZ87 automatic grenade launcher!

Don't look at this QLZ87 automatic grenade launcher manufactured by the Chinese Arsenal, if it does not have a triangular support frame, it weighs only twelve kilograms, but it directly uses a drum with a capacity of fifteen rounds. If you really can't imagine what this grenade launcher looks like, you might as well take it for the old turntable light machine gun that was most commonly seen on the battlefields of World War II.

In fact, when necessary, you can definitely use the QLZ87 automatic grenade launcher as a light machine gun to directly and continuously strafe and shoot out all the grenades with a caliber of 15 rounds of 35 mm caliber and an effective killing radius of up to 11 meters in the drum.

By radio to his companion's praise, the tiger grinned, and before he could say anything, his pupils suddenly shrank into the most dangerous pins. It was with the naked eye that two flames suddenly shot out from the darkness more than 400 meters away, and slammed into the position where the tiger was standing at an astonishing speed like lightning speed.

“**！”

The tiger let out a low roar, he threw away the grenade launcher in his hand, and the whole person threw himself to the ground before his body hit the ground, and the blazing air wave was already mixed with the burning steel plates.

The top of his head swept hard. Almost 400 meters away by the enemy, the tiger with RpG fire swooped down in the most embarrassed posture on the uneven ground made of rocks throughout.

Kovman shouted in the distance: "Tiger, how's it going? ”

The tiger didn't check his body at all, he didn't even reach out to wipe off his forehead, I don't know if it was a wound from shrapnel or gravel, he quickly rushed over and picked up the grenade launcher that was thrown to the ground just now to avoid the shelling, and after careful inspection, this man who is more than two hundred and twenty centimeters tall is more majestic than an adult black bear, maybe he can really strangle an adult black bear alive with his bare hands, and he grinned upward, showing a big smile, he straightened his neck, and responded loudly: "It's okay, Okay! ”

At this moment, the tiger's body suddenly trembled violently, he lowered his head, and a pale despair suddenly rose on his face, he dodged the attack of two rockets, but in the end he still did not avoid one bullet that came from nowhere.

The tiger was wearing body armor, and the bullet that hit the tiger from a few hundred meters away did not penetrate his body armor, but this does not mean that the tiger can be safe and sound.

In some police and bandit gun war films, we can often see the protagonist wearing a body armor and becoming an undead superman or something like that, in fact, unless it is a nano body armor that is too expensive for even ordinary special forces to bear, ordinary body armor, the bulletproof effect is definitely not as exaggerated as we imagined.

The bullet that hit the tiger was supposed to be a sniper rifle bullet, and after it smashed the special ceramic piece padded in the body armor, the remaining kinetic energy broke the tiger's ribs. The most terrifying thing is that the ribs that were broken by the bullet turned upside down and had pierced the tiger's internal organs alive, forming a stab wound that was fatal.

The tiger was stunned by the wound on his chest, letting the blood flow all the way down through the body armor, he suddenly pulled out the fighting saber on his body, pried off the warhead embedded in the body armor, and took a closer look, the tiger suddenly grabbed the grenade launcher and aimed it at a certain direction in the dark, but just before he pulled the firing trigger, in the distance of darkness, a tongue of fire more than a foot long suddenly rose in a certain position, and before the gunshots were heard, the second sniper rifle bullet hit the tiger again.

In full view of everyone, the second bullet fired from the same sniper rifle actually pierced the tiger's body directly, and finally hit a huge rock behind him, bursting out a spark. This time, the opponent used a special steel core bullet that could directly penetrate the armor of a light tank at close range!

The second bullet not only pierced the tiger's body, but also pierced his heart, killing him directly. Even if the tiger was dead, his hands were still clutching the grenade launcher, he was standing upright on the ground, his eyes still quietly looking in a certain direction in the darkness in the distance, and on his face, in addition to the despair and paleness common to a normal human after being mortally wounded, there was also a deep sense of shock and anger.

Old and dead are not blind!

Tiger is not a rookie, he is a battle-hardened veteran, and he knows exactly how to use terrain and cover on the battlefield to protect himself from attack. Even if the opponent is a sniper and has night sniper targeting equipment such as thermal imaging or infrared, it is difficult to hit the tiger.

If you encounter a sudden attack, quickly throw away the overly bulky weapons on your body, make military dodge actions in time, and then turn around after the danger is lifted, and pick up the weapon you just threw away, which is a habit that the tiger who serves as a heavy machine gunner and an artillery gunner at the same time slowly cultivates on the battlefield according to its own technical characteristics and load requirements.

In other words, within 40 seconds after the shelling, as long as there is no injury, the tiger will return to the position where the grenade launcher was operated at the beginning, and only if you clearly know this habit of the tiger and find the right sniper point in advance, it is possible to shoot the bullet into the tiger's body twice in a row.

"Be careful, there are snipers!"

After warning everyone, Kovman took advantage of the terrain cover to reach the tiger's side, and from the tiger's tightly held left hand, he found the warhead that the tiger had just pried off the body armor with a fighting saber.

With just one look, Kovman's face also changed, this is a non-standard warhead, and in this world, there is only one person who uses such a homemade warhead, and that is...... Alligator! Similarly, in this world, there is only one crocodile who can take advantage of the tiger's habit to choose a sniper point in advance, and easily kill a veteran like a tiger on the spot!

"Crocodile, I know you can hear me."

The bullets were fired from a distance of 450 to 600 meters, and the walkie-talkie they used, without obstacles, had an effective communication distance of 2,200 masters. ”

Kovman waited for two minutes, and the familiar voice of the crocodile finally reached Kovman's ears again through the radio waves. Hearing the crocodile's voice, Kovman couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart, before the crocodile answered, although the existing evidence has explained everything, but at least in Kovman's heart, there is still a bit of luck.

"I don't want to do anything to any of you, but ......," the crocodile whispered, "the tiger's counterattack was so strong that it cost Mr. Khalid Hehammed's men an unbearable price......

Komanr knew who Khalid, who was the commander-in-chief of al-Qaeda's terrorist activities in Pakistan, Afghanistan and Central Asia, and was said to be the mastermind of the 911 incident in the United States. The entire attack plan, recruitment, and implementation were all commanded by him, and he can definitely be said to be the right-hand man of the **.

As long as you listen to the crocodile's use of such a respectful word as "sir" to describe a terrorist whose hands are stained with the blood of innocent civilians, Kovman knows that in the past few years that the crocodile has been in al-Qaeda, he has been exposed to ** crazy religious declarations, and has seen more and more believers who have been viciously brainwashed by religious beliefs.

The former Soviet Union collapsed, and for them, a group of professional soldiers who were once the pride of the sky, the contrast in life was so great that ordinary people could not imagine it. Once you are confused and confused about the future, when your will is the least firm, you subtly accept the religious extremist ruling ideology, and therefore turn your back on your companions, it is not a fantasy news!

By this time, there was no need for Kovman to say anything more to the crocodile who had already shot at them, and he no longer even called each other by the nickname crocodile, and he whispered: "I promise you, you are dead!" ”