Chapter 29: Hand-to-Hand Combat

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  When the doe deer flew away, Muhammad let out a sigh of relief. The mountains were the domain of the guerrilla fighters, and the sky was the domain of the doe deer. When the doe deer appeared, he would hide as much as possible, not daring to confront such a formidable opponent. Last time, he had been chased to desperation, and had no choice but to use the primitive and barbaric method of human metal storm.

  Now, the doe has flown away, and we must leave this valley as soon as possible.

  Muhammad was just about to get up when he heard a series of footsteps coming from afar.

  "Keep hiding." Muhamed whispered.

  At the head of the valley, Slovitch led more than thirty Soviet soldiers in pursuit from the place of attack, following behind the helicopter as it moved forward.

  The helicopter destroyed the cave, and Slovic watched as it flew away again. When the helicopter took off and flew away, Slovic led his men in a sprint towards the cave.

  Damn guerrillas! Slovich cursed, holding an AK-74 rifle, at this moment, the true nature of a fighting nation was fully revealed.

  He was the first to rush into the cave. Inside, apart from the collapsed rocks, there was nothing else, no blood, no corpses, just an empty cave.

  Slovich strode out in big steps, wanting to continue pursuing forward.

  "Captain, the guerrillas have escaped. There are mountains everywhere here and we can't catch up with them at all. Let's go back for now." The battalion commander next to Slovich said: "We still have two companies, take them and it's not too late to chase again."

  "Khruysky, you coward!" Slovovich said: "We are the brave warriors of great Soviet Union, what can a few guerrillas do to us?"

  Enraged Slovich, extremely stubborn, the company commander next to him no longer spoke, he knew that if he said one more sentence, the enraged Slovich might shoot him.

  There were mountains everywhere, and being unfamiliar with the terrain was very dangerous. Khruysky furrowed his brow and followed Slovich from behind.

  Thick military boots trampled on the ground as Slovic strode forward with large strides.

  Behind them, Soviet soldiers followed, each one tall and majestic, leaving footprints in their wake.

  Search the valley thoroughly for guerrilla fighters! The bare mountains will be able to hide them nowhere!

  The last Soviet soldier walking, the shoelace of his boot suddenly came untied, he had to bend down, in combat, such a small mistake is extremely fatal, his movements were very quick.

  Just as he had tied his shoelaces and was about to stand up again, he suddenly saw the ground beside his feet, why was it a bit uneven?

  It's just uneven, but this ground is still undulating! When his gaze passed by, the undulation speeded up.

  There is someone hiding here!

  He was just about to shout out when a voice came from the ground: "Take action!"

  It's impossible for them to be lucky all the time, like now, their good luck has run out.

  The Soviet soldier happened to walk right past where they were hiding, and one of them had to tie his shoelace. Meanwhile, Aga, who was hiding nearby, felt his heart beating faster for no reason, and his breathing became more rapid. If he held his breath, he could probably slip away unnoticed.

  When he found out that things were not going well, Muhammad had no other choice but to take action!

  Muhammad made a sound at the same time, jumped out of the camouflage net, holding an AKM rifle in his hand, switched to continuous fire mode, and pulled the trigger.

  "Dada...". At this time, the distance between the two sides was only a few meters. Muhammad's continuous movements were like flowing clouds and water, and the first few Soviet men were immediately swept away.

  "Bang." Just then, the gun in his hand suddenly made an unexpected sound, and then it stopped.

  It jammed! Muhammad instantly knew something was wrong. The AKM's reliability was high, but it malfunctioned at this time.

  At this time, the Soviets opposite also reacted and turned their gun barrels over.

  On Muhammad's side, people jumped up one after another and raised their guns. A close-range firefight was inevitable.

  Muhammad was even more frightened, this kind of crossfire is extremely terrifying, because the harm it causes to both sides is equal. When our bullets enter the opponent's body, the opponent's bullets will also hit our own body, and the final result is that both sides perish together.

  Can't be done like this! In an instant, Muhammad made up his mind. He raised his hand and a grenade flew over.

  "Hand grenade, take cover!" Muhammad shouted loudly.

  The killing radius of the grenade is seven meters. Now, the distance between the two sides is only a few meters. This grenade was thrown over, not only did it blow up the enemy, but also the flying shrapnel could harm their own people.

  When they saw the grenade flying over, the Soviets couldn't help but curse the stupid guy in front of them. At the same time, well-trained as they were, they immediately dropped to the ground.

  "Gurgle, gurgle..." The iron lump rolled beside them. A Soviet soldier's face turned pale. At this moment, he didn't hesitate and immediately used his own body to cover it up. He was so close to the grenade that there was no way he could survive. Since that was the case, he might as well sacrifice himself to protect his comrades around him.

  There have been too many cases of sacrificing oneself to protect comrades on the battlefield, this is the bond between comrades, transcending national borders and ethnicities.

  "Up!" Muhamed threw out a hand grenade and charged forward, quickly pulling out his bayonet and attaching it to the front of his rifle. The cartridge was difficult to deal with, that would have to wait until after the battle, for now, they could only fight with bayonets.

  A dagger flashing with cold light stabbed into the back of a Soviet man, who had just fallen down and hadn't even had time to react, Muhammad's dagger was already there.

  Muhammad wasn't afraid of the grenade explosion at all, because he didn't even pull the ring on the grenade. It was just a trick and the Soviets fell for it!

  It's too dangerous to shoot at each other, why not just fight hand-to-hand instead!

  The bayonet pierced the Soviet's body, Muhammad turned with the momentum, a stream of blood gushed out from the wound, one hand grasping the hilt, the other grasping the gun handle, Muhammad used both hands to pull out the bayonet and then stabbed it into the next guy's body.

  In modern times, the use of bayonets has greatly decreased, and bayonets have begun to evolve in the direction of multi-functional military knives, such as being able to be used as scissors or saws, while blood grooves have been cancelled.

  Muhammad's movements were incredibly skilled, and even in the 21st century, the Chinese military still hasn't abandoned its assassination training, which is an effective way to cultivate courage and bravery.

  Muhammad saw one of the Soviet soldiers, a giant of a man, fall to the ground, and the rest of the guerrilla fighters were electrified. They gripped their rifles, fixed bayonets, and charged forward.

  At this time, the Soviet soldier who used his own body to press down on the grenade realized that he had been deceived. The longest delay time of the grenade had already passed, and the grenade under his body did not explode at all!

  At such a close distance, only an absolute fool would use hand grenades. The opponent used them just to lure us into lying down! At this time, every Soviet soldier came to their senses and got up from the ground.

  Unfortunately, in this short period of time, the Afghan guerrillas who rushed over had already gained the upper hand. The rifles in their hands were equipped with bayonets, which they used to fiercely stab the Soviets on the ground.

  Durrani hugged the heavy machine gun, he didn't add a bayonet, but held the barrel and smashed it towards the Soviet man on the ground. The Soviet man reacted slowly and was hit by the barrel of the machine gun on his head, blood flowed out from inside the helmet.

  Muhammad killed two Soviets, and when he charged at the third one with his bayonet, this guy was already standing up from the ground, legs slightly bent, looking at Muhammad.

  "Kill!" Muhammad shouted, holding the rifle with both hands and thrusting the bayonet forward with force. The motion was simple: he pushed the gun forward with his arms, using the force of his right foot and the push of his waist to propel his body forward. As he did so, his left calf brought his thigh forward in a large step, and as his left foot hit the ground, he stabbed the enemy. His right foot slid forward naturally.

  First be quick, second be ruthless!

  The Soviet in front of him stared at the bayonet thrust by Muhammad, and he fiercely parried it with his rifle. Then, he swung his own rifle and struck back with the buttstock.

  The Soviet soldier didn't have time to fix bayonet, his robust body filled with infinite strength, he wanted to knock Muhammad down with the rifle butt.

  According to conventional tactics, Muhammad should have taken a step back and dodged the rifle butt. Instead, he suddenly took a big step forward, his upper body almost entering the Soviet soldier's body.

  The Soviet's face was twisted in a sneer, how stupid. Is this the way to fight to the death? He pulled the rifle back with both hands, ready to press the barrel against the Afghan's neck and strangle him to death.

  At this moment, a fierce impact came to his chest, and the big and tall man was actually unable to withstand the impact. His body fell backwards. How did this Afghan have such great strength?

  He fell backward, staring at the bayonet that was thrusting towards his chest, and just as he was about to hit the ground, he would be pierced by the bayonet.

  A fierce killing intent suddenly burst out of his eyes, he threw away the gun in his hand, his left hand fiercely grabbed the muzzle of Muhammad's gun, and his right hand grasped the sharp bayonet, with a "clang", he removed the bayonet from the barrel.

  Then his body fell to the ground, he rolled over and got up again, holding the dagger that had been snatched away, and rushed towards Muhammad with all his might.

  Karate chop! With a dagger in hand, he was even more confident, his body like a hunting leopard, pouncing towards Muhammad.

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