"Keep firing, don't stop!"

After the self-detonating truck attack, a barrage of rockets swept in again, raining down on the base's defensive ring.

This time, the guerrilla gunners finally found the right target, and instead of attacking the buildings in the camp, they focused on the walled trenches around the base.

But these defenses were built by the Soviet engineers according to high standards, not to mention impregnable, but they were comparable to the hardness of the Maginot Line, and the Afghans could only destroy them unless they used dozens of kilograms of explosives to blast them directly, or fired directly from tank guns, and with 107 rockets or something, they could only leave a little pothole in those walls.

In fact, the Afghan guerrillas have some old Soviet-made 76mm guns in their hands, all of which were kindly gifted by the Afghan government army, but those things are bulkier than the 107 rocket launchers, so it is difficult to see its shadow.

And now, the only fire support that the Afghans can use is mortars and 107 rocket artillery.

Although the rocket barrage has limited damage to the bunker, the Soviet soldiers in the bunker have no steel and iron bones, and they are smashed by the falling rockets, and they want to bury their heads in the soil, but even so, there are still many unlucky eggs who have been affected, and after the two rounds of rocket barrage, there are many unlucky people screaming in the midst of the flames.

"Medic!"

The Soviet soldiers around these unfortunate people were extremely skillful in treating the wounded before they arrived, including stopping the bleeding and bandaging, which were crude but could greatly save lives, and also reduce the burden on the medics, allowing them to spare time to save the more seriously wounded.

"Captain, why don't you deal with it too?"

"No, it's a little hurt!"

Balalaika rejected the non-commissioned officer's proposal, her injuries were in the head and upper body, and it did not affect the holding of the gun or movement, so she refused the proposal to go back to the medical center, even if the gauze covering the wound was soaked with blood, she only re-sprinkled the hemostatic powder and bandaged it indiscriminately.

Now, less than 40 Soviet soldiers in this defensive position had to face a swarm charge of more than 200 people, and the pressure naturally would not be much less.

And the Afghans who attacked this time are not the same as the cannon fodder before them, most of them graduated from the Quetta training camp, whether it is charging or shooting, they are all one-eyed, not only know how to use cover, but also sneak black guns, they have the old Mosin Nagant in their hands, the model is even 1891, although they can already be called Qing Dynasty veterans, but the lethality is not inferior to the younger generations.

Two hapless Soviet soldiers were shot in the head directly by Mosin Nagant, their helmets could not stop the 7.62x54r mm bullet.

And there are many snipers on the Soviet side, Balalaika is also one of them, and her SVD is also constantly roaring, and more than 30 Afghan guerrillas have fallen under her gun.

But the Afghans eventually managed to get close to the wall, even at the cost of half the casualties.

Immediately after rushing into a corner that the Soviet soldiers could not see, the Afghan guerrillas began to plant explosives.

The explosives device in their hands is still the old hair-pulling mode, after all, the more advanced explosive techniques can't be learned at all without time.

The bomb, which exploded twenty seconds after the fuse was pulled open, was a crude fit for the illiterate Afghan guerrillas, who could not count but had mastered a set of calculations: after pulling the fuse, they would run to safety within ten breaths.

The Soviet soldiers behind the wall also knew that the Afghans were setting up bombs, but there was nothing they could do at the moment, because the Afghans were shooting at the dead end, and if the Soviet soldiers leaned out to shoot, they would be hit by Mosin Nagant in the distance.

Although there is a grenade launcher like AGS17 that can shoot air explosions, it takes time to change the firing angle and ruler again, so the bomb of the Afghans was also successfully exploded.

"Allahu Akbar!"

Watch as a few meters high thick concrete fence has been blasted into a gap, both in front and in the rear

shouted excitedly, and even several anxious guys rushed in before the smoke cleared.

Then, the oncoming machine *** shot these unlucky eggs on the spot.

"Bring in another machine gun and plug the gap, isn't the grenade launcher okay?"

Balalaika looked at the Afghans who were pounding the gap and immediately shouted.

As soon as the lieutenant finished speaking, there was a sound of metal grinding in a corner of the camp, and then a series of fires exploded above the gap in the wall, which was the re-erected AGS17 grenade launcher firing.

Although the caliber of this fully automatic grenade launcher is only 30 millimeters, it has several different ammunition, including an air-burst grenade with a timed fuse and a regular high-explosive grenade.

And now, the fragments of those grenades that are fired automatically burst above the heads of the Afghans, each grenade releases dozens of fragments, which burst and are fired in all directions under the impetus of gunpowder gas.

The Afghans, who had nowhere to hide, had no choice but to resist the attacks of shampling, and to their despair, the shrapnel would not necessarily kill them on the spot after hitting the body, but would more likely be pierced into the body to create wounds that would make people miserable.

The Afghans who had been hit by shrunk could only struggle and roll on the ground and wail, and then watch as another piece of empty grenade exploded above them, and after repeating this several times, there were almost no living people in the gap, only bloody bodies hit by shrapnel.

Blasting the wall was the limit for the Afghan guerrillas, who were simply unable to advance into the area behind the wall, and the Soviets used crossfire to tell the Afghans how ridiculous the Celestial Cover tactics were.

The attacking Afghan guerrillas, with the exception of a few snipers, were almost all buried under the walls, there was no place to escape, and the Soviets had no intention of leaving prisoners.

And the last straw that broke the camel's back soon appeared, and the heavily armed Mi-24 helicopter covered the Mi-8 loaded with commandos appeared from the sky, and then began to greet the Afghan guerrillas who were still on the ground with machine guns, rockets, and even high-explosive aerial bombs mounted under the wings.

Roaring rockets rained down like pinnacles, large-caliber machine guns wiped out a bunch of people in an instant, and those 100kg bombs smashed the fragile hearts of Afghans like hammers.