Chapter 58: The Partisan's Katyusha

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  The Il-76 transport plane was steadily operating the aircraft, with its landing gear already lowered, and the massive transport entered the correct descent route.

  Inside the machine, A team's warriors have already started preparing, exercising their muscles and bones. After going down, they immediately jumped onto the female deer helicopter and entered the mountain to surround and annihilate the guerrilla troops.

  Krimikov checked his firearms, the folding stock AK-74U, shining with a metallic luster, as if it knew it was about to re-enter the battlefield, and even the gun began to tremble slightly, as if excited.

  "Boom!" Just then, a voice exploded in his ear.

  Then, a huge hole suddenly appeared at the rear of the cargo hold, with intense flames sweeping over, sending chills down everyone's spine.

  The missile pierced the rear of the transport plane, blowing open the skin at the tail, causing a leak in the hydraulic oil lines and starting a large fire.

  When the captain heard a loud bang, he knew something was wrong. The tail suddenly started to sink, and the good glide attitude was brutally destroyed. He pushed the control stick forward, but this plane had no response.

  "Mechanical failure, prepare for emergency landing!" The captain shouted loudly, the wireless was very noisy and the voice from the ground could no longer be heard.

  The captain used every means to operate the transport plane, but it still deviated to one side and then the belly of the plane scraped against the ground.

  The last sound the pilot heard in his ears was the miserable cry of those A troop soldiers, and under the intense impact, he also lost consciousness.

  The vehicles on the ground rushed past in an emergency, and what was reflected in their eyes was the body of Il-76, with a raging fire.

  Muhammad had just fired the missile and hadn't even had time to go admire the spectacular scene of the missile hitting the transport plane when he heard Durani's tense shout: "Instructor, take cover!"

  Then, in Muhammad's ear, he heard the sound of a machine gun.

  "Rat-a-tat-tat." A burst of gunfire, striking the ground at Muhammad's feet. Muhammad immediately dove down, towards a nearby boulder, rolling over to it with agility.

  That's a BMP infantry fighting vehicle! It just fired a burst of bullets and then stopped, following which the rear door opened and several Soviet soldiers jumped out from above.

  The first soldier had just jumped down when suddenly his body shook violently, a blood hole appeared on his chest, and as his feet touched the ground, his body fell to the ground with him, unable to move again.

  Sniper! There are also snipers from the guerrilla force in the distance! The soldiers behind can't stop their feet, and they jump down one after another. Almost at the same time, several more people are hit, and they hastily retreat back into the armored vehicle. Some of them lie on the ground, dead or alive.

  Taking advantage of this opportunity, Muhammad gritted his teeth and said: "Withdraw!"

  On the orders of Muhammad, after the poison dart was fired, 107 rockets should have been launched, but now it has been delayed for a minute, and Osama also did not ignite the rocket, definitely afraid of hurting himself.

  Muhammad jumped out from behind the stone and ran back quickly, followed by Durrani and Agha, with all three running very fast.

  Just then, the BMP infantry fighting vehicle behind them slowly raised its barrel and was about to use a 73mm grenade launcher to take them out.

  As soon as the grenade exploded, the three men were gone without a trace. When facing the sniper, the commander of the infantry fighting vehicle was furious. These three guerrillas had shot down a transport plane, an unforgivable crime!

  "Boom." Just then, a rumble sounded from afar.

  With a roar, a TOW anti-tank missile came flying from afar, its long body, unfolded tail wings, and jetting flames, as if with the momentum of thunder, flew towards the BMP infantry fighting vehicle.

  "Boom!" Just then, the infantry fighting vehicle's smoothbore cannon muzzle, mixed with a ball of fire and airflow, shot out a grenade, which flew straight at the three fleeing men.

  Just as the infantry fighting vehicle had just fired its cannon, the commander discovered a missile approaching from the side, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Is this still a guerrilla unit? It's simply a well-equipped regular army!

  In the distance, Herman's eyes were fixed tightly on the sight, with the crosshairs firmly locked onto that infantry fighting vehicle, the tail of the TOW missile continuously flying out guide wires, signals transmitted through the wires, constantly giving instructions to the missile, controlling it to fly towards the target.

  This is a semi-active homing missile, semi-active, meaning that the missile has some autonomy, not like the first generation of missiles, which are like model airplanes, completely relying on the shooter using the handle to operate and control the direction of flight. Only need to press the crosshairs on the target, how the missile flies is automatically controlled. And semi-active also means that before hitting the target, the shooter cannot leave, there is no ability to fire and forget.

  At the same time, the missile uses wire guidance, continuously releasing wires from the tail to transmit control signals, with strong anti-interference capabilities.

  "Boom!" The shaped charge armor-piercing warhead of the TOW missile easily tore through the thin armor of the BMP, without even needing to drill deep or use metal jet flow. Relying solely on the speed of the missile's flight, it had already ripped open the armor of the infantry fighting vehicle, and all the molten metal flowed into the interior of the vehicle.

  At this moment, inside the armored vehicle, everywhere was a flow of hot metal that could pierce through human bodies, making people wait for the arrival of death in great agony.

  The time was not long, and then the whole armored vehicle turned into a fireball. Then the internal ammunition exploded, and the entire armored vehicle split into several pieces and flew in all directions.

  At this moment, the shell also flew towards Muhammad and his three companions.

  Hearing the whistling of shells piercing through the air, Muhammad knew he couldn't hide anymore. Just as he was about to lie down, he saw a pit in front of him.

  It's just in time!

  "Jump!" Muhammad shouted, pulling Duranni and Aga with him as he leaped.

  "Boom!" The shell exploded almost beside them, sending countless shrapnel flying in all directions. Several pieces of shrapnel pierced the pit where the three were hiding.

  In an instant, Durrani felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, a bullet had pierced into his shoulder.

  Mohammad heard the bullets hitting his helmet, making a clear "ding" sound, stunning his brain for a moment. Fortunately, all the bullets hit his helmet.

  "Run fast!" As the explosion passed, Muhammad continued to shout, jumping out of the pit.

  Aga followed behind, Duranni at the end, covering his shoulders.

  "Are you hurt?" Muhammad asked.

  Dulani didn't say a word, the fresh blood flowing from his shoulder said it all.

  Muhammad bent down, using his arms and back to exert force, and instantly heaved Durrani onto his own shoulders, continuing to run back in large strides.

  Seeing the three men survive the shelling, the guerrillas on this side let out a cheer, and it was only then that Osama connected the wires to the battery.

  The current flowed along the wire and reached the tail of the rocket, in an instant, the rocket was launched, a flame burst out from the tail, accompanied by thick smoke, with a whooshing sound, it flew into the sky.

  Twenty rockets flew into the sky with a whooshing sound, almost simultaneously.

  The entire launch site was surrounded by a huge thick smoke, along with the guerrillas inside, they were all choked by the smoke and coughed.

  Twenty rockets shot across the sky, trailing flames behind them, drawing beautiful arcs as they flew towards the airport.

  There, everyone was almost rescuing the crashed Il-76 transport plane. When the rockets flew in from all directions, suddenly, everyone was stunned, their minds completely blank, with only one thought emerging.

  Katyusha!

  The Soviet Union has always advocated for the big gun theory. During World War II, when the Soviet Union counterattacked, the Katyusha rocket artillery caused huge losses and psychological pressure on the German army. The rocket artillery was a face-killing weapon. When countless rockets flew in, it was fundamentally different from ordinary cannons, hiding in craters would not be safe, and there would never be a second shell falling into the same crater. When the Katyusha arrived, everywhere would be a sea of fire, causing corpses to litter the ground.

  Those rustic Afghan guerrillas, when did they get rocket launchers? Or multiple rocket launchers?

  Just as they were stunned, an officer reacted: "Run quickly into the hangar!"

  There are no air raid shelters here, after all, the Soviet Union has a firm grasp on air superiority in the battlefield, and only the hangars are made of reinforced concrete, the only solid building.

  Countless Soviet soldiers scattered and ran towards the hangars in the back.

  Unfortunately, it was too late, the rocket flew in, only a few seconds had passed.

  "Boom!" A 107mm rocket shell hit the ground first, followed by an explosion. In a loud noise, the 8-kilogram warhead exploded, blasting a large pit on the ground, countless shrapnel scattered in all directions, and the nearest female deer was immediately hit by shrapnel and caught fire.

  "Boom! Boom!" One after another, twenty rockets fell down in less than a second, and the entire airport was engulfed in flames everywhere.

  The place where the Il-76 crashed was hit by two rocket-propelled grenades, and in the explosion, dozens of ground crew members were blown to pieces.

  Everywhere was a raging fire, everywhere was thick smoke, here became a purgatory on earth.

  A small flame, burning quietly on the ground, fortunately did not explode to death, a Soviet ground crew member who got up from the ground saw this flame and suddenly changed his face.

  No! No! He shouted, wanting to find something nearby to put out the fire, but unfortunately, he hadn't found anything suitable yet. Just then, a more violent rumbling sound erupted from beneath the ground.

  "Boom!" Along with the explosion, the ground nearby was overturned, and the intense tremors could even be felt in the city of Jalalabad.

  The underground oil tank exploded!