Chapter 195: Threatening the Native Chicken

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Behind another big rock, the soldiers of the other reconnaissance squad were also very anxious, they were a whole, and their comrades died.

They all stepped forward, but before they could step out of their own steps, at their feet, another wave of air came up to the sky.

With a loud explosion, under their feet, countless pieces of rubble, shrapnel, and even wrenches flew up.

The explosion was so strong that after the explosion was completed, a large crater with a diameter of more than ten meters was blown out, and even the boulder was blown away several meters away.

Everyone, not knowing what was happening, flew into the sky in the midst of this explosion.

Only the pilots of the helicopters, witnessed all this.

After the explosion, there were no more living scouts on the ground, and the scouts composed of the best fighters of the two squads were all left here.

They died until they died, and it was not clear what was going on.

Only at this time, Mhammad, who was still walking on the mountain road, was triumphant, and after a few days, he would go there to see it, and the scene would be very beautiful.

Although the time was short, Mhammad laid out a very clever series of tricks.

Under the buttocks of the two captives sat a fake mine, a real mine connected by a string, and an armor-piercing bullet, which were enough to blow up the man who had cleared them into the sky.

If it is an ordinary person, then it is enough to limit it to this, but Mhammad is definitely not enough.

All the armor-piercing shells and armor-fragmenting bullets on the tank were removed by Mhammad and buried next to the two boulders.

The reason why the two captives were allowed to sit next to the tank was also fully considered, and they were more than 20 meters away from the two boulders, so when one person was left here to remove the mines, the others would definitely find a cover nearby and wait, and these two boulders were the best cover.

It was not enough to blow up the two prisoners and the one who cleared the mines, and the Soviet soldiers who were waiting on the sidelines were even more targeted by Mhammad.

On the side of the armor-piercing and armor-fragmenting rounds, the grenades that have been pulled off the safety pin are cleverly placed, and when they explode, a violent vibration of the ground will be transmitted, causing the grip of the grenade here to be ejected, and the firing needle will ignite the delay charge and detonate the detonator.

As soon as the grenade exploded, these armor-piercing and armor-fragmenting shells buried together were also detonated, and as for those grenades, Mhammad still had an important role left and was reluctant to let go.

In order to increase the lethality, Mhammad buried the gravel on it, and buried the wrench and other tools in the toolbox above the tank track, which flew up with great power.

Mhammad, the elite of the special forces from the XXI century, gave the Soviets, a bitter taste.

He calculated very accurately, without any waste, and killed the best soldiers of the Soviets.

The mountain roads were rough and seemed to be the same everywhere, but the partisans walked with ease, and could have walked almost as fast as they had it not for the heavy shells on their shoulders.

Finally, after an hour's walk in the bare mountains, Hewaja said, "It's here." ”

In front, a cave appeared, the entrance of the cave was almost vertical, and there was a mountain on the opposite side, which was almost impossible to find from the air, and this natural cave was the natural base of this guerrilla army.

"Herman, go to the back mountain to fetch some water and make dinner." Hewaja said to a guerrilla.

"Yes." Herman took out a large iron bucket from the cave and ran back to the mountain.

The terrain here is hidden, even if the Soviets want to come to clear it, because the road is too rugged, the armored troops can't drive in and can't attack, and in the back mountains, there is also a water source, the choice of this base is very good.

Muhammad couldn't help but admire in his heart, if the guerrilla force he was in also had such a base, he would not be completely punished, only himself and Durrani ran out.

"Move all these shells inside." Hewaja said, and after speaking, he said to Mhammad on the side: "Your Excellency Instructor, now, we have transported these shells to the base, but we do not have tank guns, and these shells cannot be used. I wonder what your opinion is? ”

Mhammad's record, Hewaja only believed it after seeing it himself, otherwise, he would not have let his subordinates carry so many shells back, in his opinion, these shells are useless.

"Captain Hewaja, please don't call me Your Excellency Instructor, just call me Mhammad." "Believe me," said Mhammad, "these shells are our most recent treasures. ”

After speaking, Mhammad spread out a map he was carrying, looked at it carefully, and said: "Twenty kilometers west of us, there is a sentry post, you all know it, right?" ”

This outpost, of course, they knew, after the Soviets took control of Jalalabad, in order to deal with the guerrillas, they began to gradually build outposts centered on the city.

This outpost had just been built at the mountain pass, and when the guerrillas entered and exited the mountainous area, they had to take a detour from the side road and walk dozens of kilometers more than the mountain road to return here.

If that outpost had been removed, it would have been much more convenient.

Moreover, a certain amount of weapons, ammunition, food, fuel and other materials were stored in each outpost, which was convenient for the Soviets to encircle and suppress the guerrillas.

Until now, the Soviets were convinced that they would win an easy victory against the guerrillas, but Afghanistan was becoming a quagmire in which the Soviet army was deeply trapped and the Soviet empire was completely buried.

There was a platoon of soldiers guarding that post, and although there were not many of them, the machine guns constituted crossfire, and it was very difficult to storm it.

Guerrillas are guerrillas, and strong attacks are not their strong point.

And when Mhammad mentioned this, it seemed that he was going to fight that outpost, and suddenly, Khwaja became interested.

"Mhammad, how are we going to take this outpost down?" Hewaja asked.

In fact, Mhammad naturally knew that it would be very difficult to fight this outpost, but if he came here and wanted to get the leadership of this guerrilla force, he had to fight a few beautiful battles to convince these people.

Undoubtedly, it is very attractive to hit this outpost.

"I have a plan." Mhammad said.

When he had finished speaking, Hewaja's eyes lit up, and he was eager to lead the team out at once, but first he had to find out what was going on.