After drinking a bowl of cool mountain spring water, Khadim looked at the instructor in front of him and said, "Instructor, the Soviets are coming to our mountain area to raid it."
"No hurry, take your time." Muhammad looked at Khadim. The task he gave to Khadim was to pick up Dana, and the news Dana received would be brought back by Khadim.
In this era, there were few mobile phones and the guerrillas had no radios, so they could only use the primitive method of running away.
"Jalalabad has prepared ten tanks, two companies of Soviet troops, and one company of government troops, ready to enter our mountainous area to sweep and completely wipe us out," said Khadim.
"Hadim, how did you get the news?" asked Khawaja.
Hearing Khwaja's question, Khadim did not answer immediately, but turned his head to look at Muhammad. After seeing Muhammad nod, Khadim said, "It's Saha. Saha has joined the government army. This time the Soviets came into the mountains to raid, and he led the way. He is familiar with our mountainous environment. With him leading the way, we can avoid the ambush of the Soviet tanks last time."
Saha! Khadim was furious when he mentioned Saha. Saha entered Jalalabad and killed a guerrilla group by guiding the Soviets last time. In fact, the Soviets lied about their achievements. They only chased a truck that fell off the cliff, and no one died. With this achievement, Saha became a platoon leader, and Dana also followed Saha. It was Dana who learned the information that Saha was going into the mountains, notified Khadim, and brought the information back.
Although Saha was only a platoon leader, he was the main person leading the way into the mountains this time, so he knew exactly how many people were coming.
Dana accepted Muhammad's arrangement and began to send back the first intelligence.
Dana's identity is secret. Once leaked, she will face great danger. This is why Muhammad did not tell anyone, including Khawaja. The discipline of this guerrilla team is not strict, and they do not understand the importance of confidentiality. Muhammad needs to change them little by little.
"Instructor, the Soviets are here, we should do something big." Hewaja said, "During this period, our Pashtun boys have been holding back their energy."
They felt their own strength improving. Even with only an AKM rifle, they could accurately hit the target within a distance of one or two hundred meters. When the weapons in their hands began to become more efficient, they all longed for a real battlefield.
"No." Muhammad said, "There are ten tanks, two Soviet companies, and one government company, more than 300 people. We can't force them."
The essence of guerrilla warfare is that when the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy retreats, we advance; when the enemy stays, we harass; when the enemy is tired, we attack. It is definitely not a forceful approach.
"We retreat," Muhammad said. "We retreat deeper into the mountains."
The northern part of Jalalabad is all mountainous, stretching for hundreds of kilometers. A guerrilla group of dozens of people hid in the mountains and no one could find them.
Retreat? Hearing Muhammad's words, Khwaja was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yes, instructor."
He had accepted Muhammad's orders unconditionally.
Following Muhammad's order, the entire guerrilla force quickly disappeared deeper into the mountains.
"Boom, boom, boom." Ten tanks were walking in the front, acting as the guide. Their tracks stirred up dust that flew beside the road.
Behind the tanks were more than a dozen infantry fighting vehicles. The Soviet soldiers in the vehicles kept observing the situation outside through the observation holes.
Behind these infantry fighting vehicles were more than twenty trucks. The remaining company of Soviet soldiers and government soldiers were all on the trucks.
The 40th Army was originally a second-line unit, with a serious shortage of infantry fighting vehicles, and most of the soldiers had to ride in trucks. Moreover, their combat literacy was not high, and their consciousness still remained on the Soviet artillery doctrine.
Completely wipe out the guerrillas in the mountains! Protect the safety of the Jalalabad area!
Jalalabad is not far from Kabul. The constant appearance of guerrillas in the northern mountainous area has made Kabul very dissatisfied. The military commander stationed in Jalalabad has made up his mind this time to mobilize a force of several hundred people to prepare to thoroughly sweep the mountainous area here.
The battalion commander Slovic, who commanded this force, sat on a tank in the middle, constantly looking around through a periscope.
There are mountains everywhere here, and the elevation angle is too high, so the main gun of the T-62 tank is not suitable. Although the tank looks very strong, the roof and the rear are weak points and cannot withstand attacks.
There should be a more efficient weapon to replace the T-62 tank. Slovic suddenly remembered a weapon in his mind, the four-mounted Shilehe self-propelled anti-aircraft gun! It has fierce firepower and a high range. Yes, I will report to my superiors after returning from this mission!
"Stop, be alert." After entering the mountainous area and walking for a while, Slovic gave the order on the radio.
Upon hearing the order, the entire team stopped.
The infantry fighting vehicles behind rumbled to both sides, protecting the tanks on both sides. The Soviet soldiers on the trucks got off, holding guns, and looked around vigilantly.
The government soldiers who were traveling with them had the hardest time. After getting off the trucks, they began to climb towards the top of the mountains on both sides under the cover of the tanks and infantry fighting vehicles below. They ran very fast because their superiors kept urging them on.
Finally, they reached the top of the mountain. There was nothing there, and they made skillful gestures.
The tank's cover opened and Slovic jumped off the tank with a pale face.
It was too stuffy inside the tank, so after he got out, he breathed in the air that smelled of earth, picked up a pair of binoculars, and looked around.
There were mountains everywhere, and on the bare mountains there was no grass at all. Apart from our own people, there was no one in sight.
Several refueling trucks drove over from behind, and the tank drivers got off and began to refuel the tanks quickly.
The tank is an iron guy, not only a powerful weapon of attack, but also a fuel-consuming monster. When leaving Jalalabad and driving into the mountains, most of the fuel is consumed. In order to prevent emergencies, it is necessary to fill up the fuel here.
Further away, on the top of a mountain, there are two large rocks.
A bird landed on the top of the stone. It was tired and stood on the stone to rest.
Suddenly, the stone below moved slowly, and it flew up suddenly, looked at the stone, slowly stretched out an arm, and placed a binocular-shaped object in front of it.
Strange rock! It flapped its wings and flew away.
The stone began to speak.
"Distance 1500, wind speed 3, adjust two positions, target, the Soviet officer holding the telescope next to the 432 tank." A calm and low voice said: "Shoot."
"Bang." Following Muhammad's order, Khwaja beside him pulled the trigger, and a bullet from a manually modified 7.62mm sniper rifle flew out of the barrel.
The SVD sniper rifle was equipped with Soviet infantry squads. Each squad had a sniper. The main function of this sniper rifle was to increase the firepower projection distance of the infantry squad. Although it theoretically had a range of more than one thousand meters, in fact, its accuracy was already very poor beyond six hundred meters.
It would be absolutely dangerous for such a large mopping-up team to get within 600 meters. The two could only make a sniper attempt from 1,500 meters away.
Long-range sniping requires close cooperation between the sniper and the spotter. Muhammad volunteered to be Khawaja's spotter.
The guerrillas had been hidden in the mountains, while Muhammad and Khwaja came out to investigate the movements of the Soviets. They originally planned to observe the Soviets' route, but here they saw that the Soviets stopped and did not move, so they simply shot them in the back.
The enemy is harassing us. If we hit them and kill a Soviet soldier, it will be considered a victory. If we miss, there will be no loss.
The bullet that was fired was improved by Khawaja under the guidance of Muhammad. He used a steel file to carefully modify the shape of the bullet to improve its accuracy.
At the moment the bullet flew out of the gun barrel, Muhammad said, "Go."
Sniper also has a prefix, called cannon fodder sniper. Real sniping is definitely not as cool as seen on TV. After the bullet is fired, you will face artillery fire coverage, especially now, there are more than 20 Soviet tanks and armored vehicles below. When those vehicles crush over, the two of them will not be able to survive at all.
The two stones quickly disappeared from the top of the mountain. Muhammad folded the camouflage net a few times and ran quickly down the hillside, quickly disappearing from the goat path on the other side.
It takes a bullet two seconds to fly a distance of 1,500 meters. The initial velocity of the bullet is 800 meters per second, while the speed of sound is 340 meters per second. That is, the bullet will arrive before the sound.
Slovic put down the binoculars, picked up the military canteen, raised his head and took a sip of water.
Suddenly, his ears perked up, and a special sound came into his ears. It was the sound of a bullet cutting through the air! Mixed in with the rumble of the refueling truck, it was almost inaudible.
Sniper! He reacted immediately, turned his hand, and put the kettle on the side of his shoulder. Just as he was about to move his body, he felt a sudden shock on his shoulder.
"Bang." A soft sound.
The flying bullet passed through his military water bottle and hit his arm behind the bottle. At a distance of 1,500 meters, the bullet's lethality was no longer enough, so it passed through the water bottle again. The front end of the bullet penetrated into his arm, while the back remained in the water bottle.
"Sniper at twelve o'clock, on the top of the mountain ahead!" Slovic shouted.