In the initial battle, Muhammad seized thirty tank grenades. These grenades were converted into roadside bombs with extremely powerful power. Just one of them could blow an armored vehicle away when it exploded under the bottom of the vehicle.
Now, the task was to deal with tanks. Muhammad placed two grenades together and buried them twenty meters apart, which was exactly the distance at which Soviet tanks would march. In this way, he made more than a dozen roadside bombs.
Muhammad did not do this when the Soviets first entered the mountains because he did not know the Soviet route at the time. There were many ways into the mountains, and the Soviets had local guides. Saha was familiar with the environment here and would help the Soviets find a more suitable road.
Now, when the Soviets left behind infantry fighting vehicles as bait, Muhammad knew the Soviets' next move. They would definitely build an encirclement around here, and when their side jumped in, they would be crushed by the enemy's superior forces.
In particular, after finding out the direction of the Soviet movement, Muhammad determined the Soviet route, buried roadside bombs here in advance, and waited for the Soviets to come.
It was arranged in a hurry, and from a professional point of view, there were many loopholes. If it were the US military who had fought in Afghanistan for several years in later generations, they would definitely be able to find the flaws, but these Soviets were completely unprepared.
The Soviet tactics were very rigid and they did not know how to adapt. It took them several years to learn how to fight in the mountains. They realized that tanks were useless and that infantry coordination was more important. As they were doing now, relying solely on tank troops to advance in the mountains was simply seeking death.
Watching the tanks slowly advancing towards the roadside bombs, Muhammad lamented in his heart the stupidity of the Soviets, who acted completely according to his own guesses.
After all the tanks had entered the roadside bombs, Muhammad gently pressed the button, and the connected roadside bombs were instantly detonated by the explosives.
There was a huge explosion under the ground, it was a raging fire from hell. The location of the roadside bomb was just right, and all the tanks were destroyed in the explosion. Some were overturned, and their gun barrels were bent in the collision. Some were blown off course, with only the tracks broken. The people inside were also affected and were blown unconscious.
Even the two infantry fighting vehicles following closely behind were destroyed.
Although the scene after the explosion was so spectacular, Muhammad was still a little dissatisfied. If there were enough roadside bombs buried, the infantry fighting vehicles behind would have been destroyed as well.
There were only five infantry fighting vehicles left. After a brief hesitation after the explosion, they spotted the guerrillas on a hillside. These infantry fighting vehicles ran at full speed and rushed up the hillside.
Watching those infantry fighting vehicles rushing towards Muhammad and others, Durrani on the other hillside swallowed his saliva and said, "Soviet, let me show you how powerful our guerrillas are!"
Durani pulled the bolt of the heavy machine gun that had just been set up and calmly fired it.
"Da da, da da da." As Durani's index finger pressed the trigger, bullets flew past one after another.
A skilled machine gunner will not use continuous firing, as this wastes bullets and has unsatisfactory results. Three-point firing is the most appropriate method.
After experiencing the morning battle, Durani became more proficient in the use of the machine gun, as if it was a part of his body and could hit whatever he pointed at.
Moreover, Durani also knew the weak point of these infantry fighting vehicles, the engine in the front!
Several bullets tore through the armor of the infantry fighting vehicle and flew into the engine. Suddenly, the roaring engine gasped a few times and stopped.
The other two heavy machine guns also fired bullets, and the five infantry fighting vehicles, like the ones in the morning, were completely disabled.
The soldiers inside crawled out of the vehicle and faced the baptism of bullets again.
In terms of numbers, the guerrillas were still at a disadvantage, but the Soviets were ambushed and were very passive, while Muhammad's guerrillas occupied the high ground and were in high spirits.
Half an hour was enough for Muhammad to eliminate all the Soviets here and take away the spoils. Unfortunately, Muhammad's face changed after just two minutes of fighting.
There was a rumbling sound coming from the distant sky.
"Retreat immediately," said Muhammad.
The Soviets had a huge advantage. In addition to the advanced weapons on the ground, there were also helicopters that could appear overhead at any time.
Upon hearing Muhammad's order, all the guerrillas immediately put away their weapons and retreated quickly. Even when the attack occurred, they had already chosen the retreat route. They ran into the valley on the other side and got into the goat path.
The battle was over. Slovic stood up from the overturned tank and looked at his own tanks, all of which were lying all over the place. Only two of them were the least damaged and could be used again after repairs. The rest were scrapped.
The tank soldiers crawled out of the tanks, holding short AK-74 rifles. The battle just now made them very nervous.
There was a bloody smell inside the tank. Not everyone came out alive. Many tank drivers had their internal organs damaged and died from vomiting blood.
The opponent is only about thirty guerrillas at most! Just now, although Slovic did not dare to stick his head out, he could clearly infer from the gunshots that there were three heavy machine guns, two light machine guns, more than a dozen automatic rifles, and sniper rifles. Who are these guerrillas? How can their firepower be so strong? Especially, there are these landmines. Looking at the big holes in the ground, Slovic felt that he was lucky to be alive.
More than twenty Soviet soldiers were killed in the battle, more than fifty were injured, and all the tanks were lost. This mopping-up operation was almost declared a failure on the second day.
Just go back like this? No, absolutely not! Slovic gritted his teeth and said, "Tank Company, repair the tanks here. Mechanized Infantry Company, follow me! Motorized Infantry Company, government troops, assemble here!"
Chase, catch up with those guerrilla bastards! Now, we have our own helicopters in the sky, and those damn Afghan guerrillas will never get away!
Slovic, holding an AK-74 rifle, chased after them with more than thirty Soviet soldiers.
Others came to Afghanistan because of military orders. They were from the 40th Army and were ordered by Moscow to fight in Afghanistan. Those who had high-level backers were even transferred away in advance. Only Slovich was transferred to the 40th Army and entered Afghanistan after the war broke out and he kept making reports.
Slovic comes from a military family. His father participated in World War II. He admires his father. Unfortunately, after he joined the army, it has been a cold war and no fighting has taken place. Now, there is a battle in Afghanistan. The blood in his body is boiling. He wants to fight. He wants to demonstrate his value on the battlefield!
Unfortunately, this raid did not wipe out a single guerrilla, but he himself suffered such heavy losses. The wound on his arm was bleeding again, but he did not feel any pain, only anger!
"We have suffered heavy casualties." In the sky, the pilot of a Gazelle saw everything on the ground. It was as if a tank battle had taken place there. More than a dozen tanks and armored vehicles had lost their combat effectiveness.
"At three o'clock, several guerrillas entered the valley." said the weapons operator in the front cabin.
"Let's avenge Slovic." The pilot pushed the joystick and the helicopter flew towards the valley on the right.
There are yellow-gray hillsides everywhere, and although there are no dense forests, it is very difficult to observe.
The few guerrillas who had just escaped have disappeared.
The pilot of the Hind lowered his flight altitude, turned back from the other side of the valley and continued his search.
"Hey, Tviv, be careful, don't fly too low, don't forget the helicopter we lost a few days ago." The weapons operator immediately reminded.
The Afghan guerrillas did not have any effective means to deal with helicopters, but the Hind would still be in danger if it happened to fly into their dense fire network.
"Don't worry, I'm prepared. Slok, prepare the rockets." said the pilot.
When flying over just now, the pilot observed a cave in the valley. The guerrillas might have gone into the cave.
The helicopter was flying low, and the airflow stirred up by the rotor was almost enough to blow to the ground. Just as the helicopter was flying past, a piece of ground under the hillside was suddenly blown up, revealing the butt of a gun.
"Aga, be careful, you are going to kill us." A voice next to him cursed in a low voice.
"Boom, boom, boom." At this moment, thick smoke came out from under the wings of the helicopter overhead, and rockets flew out from the rocket launcher and flew towards the cave not far away.
Aga quietly hid his body back under the camouflage net. It was so thrilling. Fortunately, he obeyed the instructor's order and did not hide in the cave.
How to disguise oneself is a specialized knowledge. For example, an excellent sniper will have a ghillie suit that completely blends in with the surroundings. After putting it on, even if someone walks past the sniper, no one will notice.
There are mountains everywhere here. There is little vegetation on the bare mountains. Only some crops are planted near the rivers. When Muhammad was training these guerrillas, he also specially made special camouflage nets. The surface is the same color as the ground, and it cannot be distinguished from the sky.
Camouflage is an art that special forces in later generations must master. When they ran into the valley, they knew they could not escape the helicopters, so they immediately covered themselves with camouflage nets. As expected, the helicopters in the sky did not discover them.
Muhammad did not agree to drill into that cave. It seemed safe, but it was actually the most dangerous.
Damn it, it's the guys coming from above again. One day, I'm going to kill you all! Muhammad, who was lying on the ground covered with a camouflage net, thought with an unhappy look on his face.