"Boom, boom." In the sky, the sound of propellers scribbling through the air could be heard.

With this sound, two huge helicopters flew through the air at a distance of eight hundred meters, separated by a thousand meters from each other.

Overhead, there are huge five-bladed propellers, churning the air, loud, two bubble-shaped cockpits in front, arranged high and low, and behind, is a wide cabin, like a pregnant doe, hence, this helicopter is also given the nickname of the hind given by NATO.

It's just that if you look at this helicopter as a gentle hind, it would be a big mistake, not to mention that the machine gun under the nose will harvest life at any time, just look at the short wings on both sides, the rocket nest on the load, it is very intimidating, those large-caliber rockets, will be covered at any time, and all the qiē on the ground will be turned into ashes.

Mi-24 helicopters, on the battlefield in Afghanistan, were very active, although in the early days, due to mechanical problems, many aircraft were lost. But now, the Miri Design Bureau has further improved the Mi-24 helicopter, increasing the power of the engine, improving the stability of the pilots during brutal operation, and, as the pilots gradually become familiar with the war, their ability to control the hind is constantly improving.

"Attention, about to reach the designated airspace, reduce the altitude, look for our combat vehicle." Inside the helicopter in front, said the pilot, Colonel Ivanov.

His words were sent to the wingman and the crew behind him at the same time.

Hearing his words, the soldiers of the two infantry squads loaded in the big belly of the hind were also looking downward.

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 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 beings, and if they were caught by the partisans, it would be a kind of luck to be able to die a happy death.

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, the same is true for Serov, if you want to save these two unlucky tank soldiers, you need to stabilize your feelings 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?