Chapter 1118: The Jewish Conspiracy

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At this time, because the tank chased too fast, the infantry behind could not keep up. Tanks, deprived of infantry protection, are very vulnerable. When the instructor saw this, he decided to stop, hide in place, and prepare to attack the tank.

Unbeknownst to them, the first rocket flew away, and their whereabouts were immediately discovered by the Soviet tankmen, and although the instructors shouted to hide, the partisans still scattered and ran away.

As a result, the tanks went on a rampage, and at the same time machine-gun fire was fired, and the partisans were almost all killed.

I thought that the Soviets would leave like this, then, maybe there were brothers who were not dead, and they could be saved again, but as a result, I saw that the Soviets left a tank and ran it around.

The entire guerrilla team, only the instructor and Durrani were left, if it weren't for the instructor pressing Durranny tightly, Durranny would have stood up and been killed just now.

Now, with this tank left, even the corpses are not spared, and the instructor is furious.

Durranny watched the instructor run out of hiding, holding a bazooka, and wanted to get close before firing, but he was strafed by the tank's machine gun and fell.

Then, the tank ran over, Duranney's eyes were red, and just as he wanted to rush up, he miraculously saw the instructor actually stand up, and then, very close behind the opponent's tank, fired a rocket.

As the rockets flew out, the tank finally caught fire and then exploded, and the scene was spectacular.

Without a threat for the time being, Durranny ran out of hiding and headed for the instructor.

Who knows, the instructor seems to be stupid.

"Duranny?" Hua Dongjie tried to say, he didn't believe that he didn't have to learn, he had mastered an extra foreign language, and he could already speak this very tongue-twisting Pashto.

"Instructor, you finally remembered my name!" Durrani said, "You're so great, you took out a Soviets tank!" ”

Great? At this time, Hua Dongjie had inherited more memories in his mind, and he had confirmed that he had crossed over. The real Mhammad Kamaran, who was killed by the Soviets' tank machine guns, took the place of this man, the instructor from Pakistan, to guide the guerrillas.

And now, this guerrilla team, only Durrani is left, which shows how stupid this Mhammad is.

Of course, it is inherently very dangerous to destroy enemy tanks with bazookas. Moreover, if he hadn't been in the army and had been trained to crush tanks, he probably wouldn't have been so calm to let the tank pass over his body without changing his position.

If you move it slightly, you will definitely be crushed by the tank. At the beginning of the training, some of the team members also peed their pants, and when the tank drove over them, although the two tracks would not roll over themselves, it was also very terrifying.

Only by sweating more in peacetime can you shed less blood in wartime.

Damn it, I threw myself here, in Afghanistan in 1981, in the northeastern mountains of Jalalabad near the border with Pakistan. In addition to accepting the identity of this Mhammad, he also has to accept the test of countless blood and war, although he is extremely depressed, Hua Dongjie quickly accepted this reality, he is the Pakistani instructor, Mhammad, he is going to take Afghanistan to a bright future.

Mhammad stood up, looked down to the east, smelled the blood in the air, and now, there was only fighting!

"Clean up the battlefield, pack your weapons, and come with me." Mhammad said.

Walk? Where to go? Durranny paused for a moment.

But Mhammad had already begun to bend down and pick up the weapons of his companions.

The corpse had been rolled into a bloody blur, and the gun he was carrying with him had also been crushed.

From the flesh-and-blood corpse, looking for the complete magazine, Mhammad did it carefully and quickly, and soon, he collected four magazines, stuffed them into the bullet bag he was carrying, and then, happily, found four intact rockets among the corpses.

At this time, Durranny was still there.

"Let's go." Mhammad said, stepping forward.

Durrani and Mhammad, after walking a few steps, felt that something was wrong: "Instructor, where are we going?" ”

"We're going to trouble the Soviets." Mhammad said.

He vaguely remembered that the tank that had been chasing them all the way had been separated from the infantry, and this kind of tank, which was out of the protection of the infantry, was exactly what Mhammad was targeting.

Just yourself, two people, looking for trouble with the Soviets? Durranny felt as if he had misheard. The instructor had just destroyed an enemy tank, but he had also killed and wounded dozens of people, and he still suffered a loss, and if he went again, he was afraid that he would not be able to come back.

"What, you're scared?" Mhammad asked.

Durrani immediately shook his head: "I'm not afraid!" Afraid of death, he did not join the guerrillas. ”

In Mhammad's memory, Durani's relatives were originally living in Jalalabad, and during the initial Soviet invasion, Durani's relatives were killed when they occupied the city. Therefore, Durrani and the Soviets have a deep hatred.

Now, hearing Mhammad ask if he was afraid, Durrani immediately puffed up his chest, carried his bazooka, carried his rifle, and followed Mhammad along the path and walked forward.

At this time, Mhammad had a strong foot, although in the motherland of later generations, there were no large-scale wars, but, as a special forces, he had participated in many operations, and this kind of guerrilla tactics was also very good.

In this mountainous area, it is its own world, and its predecessor was beaten so badly by the Soviets! Mhammad really mourns for this predecessor.

Now, it's time to show off your skills on this battlefield!

Now, the Soviets were still in the early stage of the war, dealing with the large-scale east-west collision of the Soviet army, which was originally prepared for war on the European plains, and there was no suitable weapon for mountain warfare, for example, the T-62 tank of the main 40th Army was not suitable for mountain combat at all, and the tank artillery firing range was small, and the high-horsepower engine was fuel-intensive, which caused a great burden on logistics, especially if there was no infantry to follow around, this tank was a live target. After the Soviets practiced it for a year or two, this tank, which was no longer used, was replaced by an infantry fighting vehicle.

Of course, Mhammad is also mentally prepared, if he is glorious, then it is best to travel back, this kind of place where birds don't, it's really not used to it, at least, the habit of taking a bath every day is to be completely changed.

Mhammad walked as fast as he could, and finally, after walking for half an hour, he heard a rumbling sound in the distance.

"Soviets!" Durranny said.