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. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

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.

Soon the smell of rice wafted in, especially in today's battle, when several cans of caviar from Soviet tank crews were captured, and the caviar was spread on the flatbread and then put in the mouth, which was simply delicious.

When Mhammad finished eating, he began his own practical actions.

A large crowd gathered around and watched as Mhammad carried the shell out.

For these guerrillas, this shell is still a new thing, but Mhammad knows the structure of this shell very well.

In front is the warhead and fuse, behind is the propellant and primer, first of all, the fuse and primer must be removed, and it will be absolutely safe.

These things, in fact, are very simple.

Seeing that Mhammad was about to dismantle the shells, the guerrillas who had just surrounded him immediately subconsciously retreated. They knew that the thing, once it exploded, was quite powerful.

"You're too close." "This is a grenade, as long as this one explodes, it can blow up the entire cave, if you want to retreat, simply retreat to the back mountain," said Mhammad. ”

Hearing Mhammad's words, two guerrillas immediately turned their heads and walked back, took two steps, and found that no one responded.

No one else is afraid, what are you afraid of? Besides, looking at the instructor's appearance, you know that you are confident.

God forbid, there will be no accidents, and the two of them plucked up their courage and gathered around.

Of course, Mhammad was confident, he knew that the shell would not blow up at all.

Of course, for the sake of insurance, Mhammad still has to remove the fuse first, and then change it into a roadside bomb, which must be modified.

Demolishing shells with such fanfare here, Mhammad also did it on purpose, he wanted to teach these partisans how to do it, after all, he was an instructor.

I saw that as soon as Mhammad used both hands to exert force, and in the squeaky sound, he twisted out a cone-shaped thing on the top of the warhead.

"This thing, it's a fuse, without it, the shell wouldn't have exploded." Mhammad showed the unscrewed fuse to the others, and suddenly, everyone's eyes widened. The shell exploded all by it?

Then, flipping the shell over, Mahmad unscrewed the primer from behind again.

"It's a primer, similar to a bullet, the firing pin hits the primer, and the primer ignites the propellant and pushes the warhead out." Mhammad unscrewed out the primer and showed them again.

Adoring eyes everywhere.

"Instructor, I really didn't expect you to even dismantle this shell." Durranny on the side said.

"Duranney, according to the method I just did, dismantle another one." Mhammad said.

Dismantling shells? Hearing Mhammad say this, Durrani was taken aback: "I, I..."

In front of so many people, you can't say that you don't dare, but if this thing explodes, then no one here will survive. (To be continued.) )