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Seeing that the entire infantry squad had come down, Xie Luoan immediately waved his hand, scattered, and slowly walked towards the two scrapped tanks on his side.

Rushing up in a swarm, that's the stupidest, if there is an Afghan in the tank who is not afraid of death, a shuttle of bullets can sweep them down.

Slowly, getting closer and closer, as long as someone attacks them, the helicopter overhead can support them as soon as possible, so although they are careful, they don't have to worry too much.

"Squad leader, there are two people in front, sitting together, very close to the tank." At this point, one of the scouts in front of him said that he had seen it clearly.

Sitting together, not dead yet? Xie Luoan took out his binoculars, and the sunlight was too dazzling just now to see clearly.

Leaning the telescope in front of his eyes, he suddenly saw very clearly, it was two tank soldiers, but, I don't know whether they were dead or alive, in the distance, there were two corpses.

This was supposed to be a tank crew.

"Be careful, watch out for mines under your feet." Xie Luoan said.

If these two people were unscathed, it was likely to be a trap, so the closer they got, the more careful Xie Luoan became.

"Hey, short man, are you still alive?" In the distance, a man shouted.

Although the current tank is much more spacious than during World War II, the space inside is still cramped, so if you want to be a tank soldier, a very important condition is height.

Markov knew that the shouting of the person opposite was not malicious, but in this situation, he was not in the mood to joke.

"We're all alive, but we're almost going to die soon." "Afghan guerrillas, they left an hour ago, you came too fast," Markov said. ”

Hearing this, Xie Luoan boldly walked up: "Short man, here, is it just the two of you?" What about the others? ”

"We were destroyed by two tanks, four safely retreated, one was hit by an RPG, and the people inside did not come out. Our tank was mechanically faulty and overturned. We climbed out, but then, both the commander and the gun commander were killed by the partisans. Markov said, his throat was dry, and every word he said felt like he was torturing his throat.

"Then you two, why weren't you killed by the guerrillas?" "The Afghan guerrillas, who captured prisoners, were often skinned alive. ”

There are many legends about the partisans, and for the Soviet soldiers, the guerrillas were demonic existences, and if they were caught by the guerrillas, it would be a kind of luck to be able to die happily.

Therefore, seeing that these two people were next to the tank, they must have encountered the guerrillas, and now they are still upright, and there are no missing parts on their bodies, Xie Luoan is very curious.

"Under our buttocks, it will explode at any time, and for more than an hour, we don't dare to move, but fortunately, you are finally here." Markov licked his chapped lips and said.

Taken as a trick? Hearing this, Xie Luoan became cautious.

On the battlefield, if you are not careful, you will be sacrificed at any time, and everyone is mentally prepared for this. However, in many cases, it was the Soviets who laid the mines, for example, in abandoned chariots, on the weapons that were dropped, if the Afghan guerrillas saw it, they would definitely pick it up, and if they touched it, it would explode.

Now, this is the first time that two of their own tank crews have been treated as trick mines, and they have used live people as trick mines, and besides, it is not the two tank crews on their backs, they know that as long as they move, they will explode, this is the first time.

It seems that the Afghan guerrillas are really stupid. Xie Luoan asked, "What's under your ass?" ”

If it is a pressed mine, it is still very troublesome, after pressing, as soon as it is loosened, it will explode, and if this is really the case, there is nothing they can do.

However, I have not heard that the Afghan guerrillas have mines in their hands, and it would be good to have backward AKMs in their hands.

"When the damn guerrillas were leaving, they said we were sitting on a pressure mine, but, I think, for a long time, we were sitting on the grip of a grenade." Ilyich said.

Got on a grenade? Serov casually pulled out a box of Pamir cigarettes from his pocket.

I lit it, put it in my mouth and took a sip, and then stuffed it into Markov's mouth.

Markov glanced at Serov gratefully, took two sharp puffs, and then picked it up with his hand.

Serov lit another one and handed it to Ilyich.

Ilyich shook his head: "I don't smoke. ”

On the battlefield, smoking is strictly prohibited, smoking will reveal one's position, and there may be accidental fires, but when you really go to the battlefield, smoking is a way for soldiers to relieve stress.

Now, Serov is the same, if you want to save these two unlucky tank crews, you need to stabilize your emotions first.

"Your company commander, just like that, abandoned you and didn't come to save you?" Serov asked.

The battle report was received that there were a large number of Afghan guerrillas and that their tank units were very dangerous, so they urgently dispatched them. Only here did it become clear that the tank unit had been withdrawn, leaving behind the two soldiers who had been toyed with by the Afghan guerrillas.

The company commander of the tank company seems to be punished.

The company commander, thinking of the company commander, these two people didn't know what to say, under the circumstances at that time, the company commander seemed to be nothing wrong, but, now that I think about it, in fact, based on what I saw, among the guerrillas of dozens of people, it seems that only two of them were carrying bazookas.

"Forget it, it's Jalalabad's business, I'll take out the stuff under your ass first." Serov said.

"Squad leader, I'll come." A soldier in the back said, this excludes the trick mine, after all, it is dangerous, and at this time he rushed to get on because the squad leader had saved his life before.

"Miro, back on, it's an order." Serov ignored Miro and looked around: "You all hide behind the big rock, don't probe." ”

Although Serov is very confident, it is still very dangerous to remove the mines, and in order to prevent accidents, he must let other people reach a safe place.

Serov did not know that the most dangerous place was where he let the others go, and he was not facing an indigenous Afghan guerrilla, but an opponent from another world who had undergone rigorous special forces training and had fought countless times. Could the trick mine laid by Mhammad be more than a means of using a grenade as a depressive landmine? (To be continued.) )