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After more than two years of fighting, almost every battalion of the Soviet troops stationed in Afghanistan formed a reconnaissance company, consisting of the most outstanding soldiers, who took on the most difficult tasks.

This time, these two squads of scouts were going to rescue an attacked tank company on their side, carrying two helicopters, and they were very confident that once they got there, maybe the Afghan guerrillas would have run away.

Even so, they still looked to both sides and entered the mountains, at this time, the altitude of the helicopter was reduced, and various emergencies could be encountered at any time.

Ahead, it's the valley that the intelligence says.

The helicopter flew over, and in the distance, Ivanov saw two hit tanks on one side of the valley.

"Spot the target, five hundred meters ahead, 02, pay attention to vigilance." Ivanov shouted over the radio.

The two helicopters, at the time of the operation, covered each other, and now, having discovered their own tank, Ivanov's helicopter, needed to land in the open field, put down the reconnaissance squad behind and enter the search. In this process, the most dangerous take-off and landing.

Therefore, the helicopter in the back should be raised some height and guard the surroundings.

It flew low and flew around, and in front of it, there was a large open space.

Afghan guerrillas have not yet been found.

Ivanov gently lowered the total distance with his left hand, and with his right hand holding the lever, the hind slowly landed like a gentle fawn, and the propeller blew the surrounding sand and soil in all directions.

The landing gear also slowly stretched out, and then, the tires touched the ground, and the hydraulic shock absorbers of the tires retracted a section, and the whole fuselage shook for a while, and finally stopped.

The hatch opened, and Xie Luoan, the leader of the reconnaissance squad, jumped down first.

Following him, one person jumped down, and the two of them defended in a fan shape, and several fighters behind followed him.

The scout was lowered, and the helicopter rose again, at this time, the other helicopter came down and lowered the soldier, and Ivanov's helicopter needed cover.

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.

"Is it an Afghan?" Xie Luoan asked.

"No, it's our people." The Scout said.

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 retreated safely, 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 AKM 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. ”