Chapter 83: A Familiar Woman (Seeking monthly tickets and subscriptions!)

  "Brake!" the conductor shouted loudly, and even without using the in-car intercom, the driver at the front could hear it clearly.

  The operating levers on both sides were pulled all the way back by the driver, and with his pull, the brake drums on the main wheels on both sides were tightly held, making a sound that made people's ears numb. At the same time, the huge body of the vehicle came to a screeching halt with a loud "screech".

  In the black smoke, the missile was already close at hand, and the tank crew inside the vehicle had made their final preparations.

  If a tank is hit by an anti-tank missile, the crew will not survive when the conical shaped charge forms a jet.

  No sound of collision came, this one second, as if it was a century so long.

  Dodged the missile attack! The Soviet tank crew inside couldn't help but let out a scream of relief after narrowly escaping death.

  Unfortunately, just as he finished speaking, a soft voice came from behind the turret.

  "Ding." It was as if a mosquito had suddenly flown in, this sound made all the tankers' souls flee.

  When the RPG's warhead comes into contact with the turret, a powerful metal jet forms at the front end. This jet penetrates the armor of the turret and enters the vehicle body in less than 0.1 seconds.

  The position of the jet piercing was exactly where Che Zhang was, and Che Zhang did not suffer. In this instant, Che Zhang's body was pierced by the metal jet, his face still with a look of surprise, his body already unable to move.

  Other tank crew members watched as the vehicle commander was instantly penetrated by a jet of molten metal. They smelled roasting flesh, and then saw this jet of metal penetrate the front gun mount.

  "No!" the gunner shouted loudly, about to activate the fire extinguishing and explosion suppression device, but it was too late.

  "Boom!" What unfolded before their eyes was a sea of flames, and then they felt their bodies being pierced by countless shards. The next moment, they too lost consciousness.

  "Boom!" Inside the tank, an explosion occurred. The turret was blown off into the air, flames spewed out from the bottom of the vehicle and continued to burn.

  All around, tanks were being destroyed in explosions.

  Five Toophan missiles. One missed the target. Four hit, a dozen RPGs, half of them hit, this attack alone caused the tank regiment to lose a dozen tanks, and the road was completely blocked.

  After firing the RPG, Panzghir guerrillas quickly ran back while the smoke had not yet dispersed. They climbed to the top of the mountain and crossed over it.

  After firing the TOW missiles, Mohammad ordered his troops to retreat. Fortunately, the Soviet Mi-24 helicopters reacted too slowly and the newly laid Stinger missiles were not used.

  "Rumble, rumble." Five minutes after the attack, two female deer flew over from the other side of the mountain. The pilot looked at the valley below where several tanks had been destroyed and were still emitting thick smoke. Although enraged, they were helpless.

  A large army of several thousand men was prepared with great fanfare to enter the mountains and encircle, but as a result, without even entering the valley, they were attacked once, and shortly after entering the valley, they fell into an ambush, suffering two consecutive defeats, making Kurikov's face very difficult to look at.

  Previously, the failure was only that they couldn't find the shadow of the Afghan guerrillas, but now the defeat is a defeat in battle, which makes Kurkov angry.

  A cool mountain breeze blew over the high mountains of Panjshir, behind a rock, embracing his own AK-74 rifle, Dyakov quietly listened to the battle report in front.

  "Kurikov's head was kicked by an Afghan donkey." Dyakov said, "The battle to encircle and annihilate the Afghan guerrillas is like a fight on the plain, it's simply stupid."

  Zhukov's command of the corps is completely unsatisfactory. The tank troops are advancing, followed by anti-aircraft artillery, and the armored infantry is bringing up the rear - what's the point?

  If he were in command... Zhīyàkè would never make such a low-level mistake.

  Tanks, pull everything away! The anti-aircraft artillery troops are walking in the middle, and the armored infantry is guarding on both sides. Let those government soldiers climb up the mountain to search ahead of time and see how the guerrillas attack!

  And also, the female deer helicopter will have to keep flying in the sky, once there is a situation, it can come down immediately to reinforce, and I don't believe the Afghan guerrillas can still launch a sneak attack!

  A well-equipped army of several thousand was defeated by a guerrilla force of only a few hundred, and thinking about this, Chyako couldn't help but shake his head.

  "Comrade Travkin, a wireless message has arrived from the 108th Division. Please go to Luha and meet with Comrades Kurikov and others." Just then, a deputy officer appeared beside Zhidkov.

  Rukha is a larger town in the Panjshir Valley, Soviet sweep troops have now entered Rukha. Invite yourself? Since Kurkov was so sincere, he went there himself.

  "Hold this mountain pass," Giyako said. "Be careful of Afghan guerrillas breaking through from this mountain pass."

  Jiayue patted the dust off his body, stood up, and led his guards along the rugged little road, heading downwards.

  Apart from the gunfire in the morning, it was a quiet day in the valley.

  In a mountain pass far from the valley, the guerrilla warriors were vigilantly guarding all around. In a cave on the mountain pass, Masood and others sat there.

  The tank corps that had broken away from the Soviet Union retreated all the way here, and Masood's mood was not good.

  "Captain, this time we attacked, a total of twenty-eight people were lost, their bodies, we didn't even get back." A guerrilla member reported to Masood.

  The main losses were due to the fact that after approaching, they were shot dead by Soviet tank machine guns. The brave guerrilla fighters had not even used their RPGs when they were hit.

  The situation at that time was really very dangerous. If it weren't for the help of Muhammad's guerrilla troops in front of us, the remaining twenty or so people would not have made it back either.

  "They all sacrificed themselves to resist the Soviets, their spirit will live on and inspire us living people to complete our great liberation cause of Afghanistan!" Massoud said. Then he turned to Mohammad and said: "Mr. Mohammad, thanks to your help this time, we saved the lives of dozens of our guerrilla fighters."

  "We are all for the liberation of Afghanistan," Mohammad said. "The Soviets have sophisticated weapons, our guerrilla war must be more cautious now, the Soviets are here to annihilate us, we must make full preparations."

  Facing the Soviet forces, the Mujahideen's best option was to avoid their onslaught and find a place to hide. However, after seeing Mohammad's successful ambush, Masood couldn't resist the temptation and decided to take out the Soviet tank unit first. It was a bold but failed decision.

  Masood knew at the time he just wanted to compete with Mohammad, and the result...

  "It's all your advanced weapons," Fahim said: "God above, where did you get the anti-tank missiles from?"

  If the Panjshir guerrillas also had anti-tank missiles, why take such a great risk to get close to attack? Just fire from far away and there won't be so many casualties.

  "This anti-tank missile operation is complicated," Mohammad said. "Our people have undergone long training, and still missed one shot. Now we need to be prepared for the worst-case scenario."

  Muhammad did not directly answer Fahim's question, the Afghan guerrillas, mostly illiterate, had great difficulty operating such modernized weapons and besides, these weapons were obtained by Muhammad with great effort from the Americans, who would not supply them openly.

  What's the worst that could happen? If we can't beat them, at most we'll just run away. Masood's eyes were filled with doubt as he looked towards Muhammad.

  "Panjsher valley has fifteen passes, all of which lead to surrounding areas. The Soviets this time have launched a massive sweep operation and I suspect they have already taken control of all the passes," Mohammad said.

  Fifteen mountain passes, are they under Soviet control? Fahim shook his head involuntarily: "Mr. Muhammad, that's impossible. We have arranged personnel at those passes. Even if the Soviets go up, they will at least sound an alarm. The surrounding villages also have our informants."

  If all these mountain passes are blocked, then the guerrilla forces in the valley will face the risk of being trapped.

  Those mountain passes are all easy to defend and hard to attack, with a commanding view of the surrounding area. If they were to be occupied by the Soviets, the consequences would be unthinkable.

  No one is willing to believe Muhammad's inference.

  "That's even more troublesome," Muhammad said: "The Soviets have dispatched their special forces."

  This time the Soviet troops who came to surround and annihilate us, their tactical level is obviously not high. If they had quietly controlled all the mountain passes, it would have been the Soviet special forces.

  The Soviets have many special forces, and Muhammad has already fought against several of them. Every army stationed in Afghanistan will form a reconnaissance company or something like that, which is considered a special force. In addition to the Spetsnaz special forces, what kind of special forces are they this time?

  "Call Karina over," Masud said: "Karina, didn't she just come back from the mountain pass?"

  Karina? This name sounds like a girl's. Are there even women in Masood's guerrilla force? Muhammad felt extremely curious all of a sudden.

  On the rugged mountain path, a woman in a long robe was running quickly. Her gender could be discerned from her figure, but she also had a gun slung over her shoulder. The eyes visible above her veil were calm and serious.

  "Captain, Karina is back." A voice came from the entrance of the cave.

  Muhammad turned his head, looking at the woman at the entrance of the cave. Although her face was covered with a veil and only her eyes were visible, Muhammad still had a feeling of familiarity!

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