Chapitre 31: Chapter 31
32nd Division of the Government Army, we came out together." Muhammad shouted loudly: "Our car broke down, and the battalion commander asked us to wait for your armored vehicle."
As Muhammad shouted, the people following him strode towards the armored vehicle.
"I've been waiting for half the night and I'm starving. Brother, is there anything to eat?" Muhammad shouted as he walked forward.
"Stop, don't come closer!" the Soviet squad leader shouted, and at the same time, the turret turned around and the coaxial machine gun aimed at them.
Seeing that the Soviets were hostile, Khwaja, who was following Muhammad, winked at them and decided to take action now!
Muhammad continued to walk with a swagger and shook his head, so Khawaja behind him could only follow him and move forward.
Now, they are simply gambling. As long as the other party pulls the trigger, the dozen or so people on their side will be killed instantly.
Muhammad continued to move forward, and the Soviet squad leader could not help but continue to shout: "Stop, don't come closer, I haven't received any orders from the battalion commander, you can't come over!"
If I were to be asked to pick up these dozen Afghans in this car, should the battalion commander tell me through the radio?
"In this damn mountainous area, the radio signal has been bad. We have been waiting for half the night. What do you mean by this?" Muhammad said, "My people are also fighting with you. The mortar shell the day before yesterday killed two of our men. If you dare to shoot at me, don't blame me for being rude!"
Although Muhammad said this, he did not raise the gun in his hand. At this moment, he had already arrived in front of the armored vehicle, grabbed the cable hook on the side of the vehicle, and climbed to the top of the vehicle.
The turret of the BMP-1 infantry fighting vehicle was very small and had a flat top. After he got on it, he leaned against the turret and sat down.
Behind him, the rest of the soldiers also climbed up one by one.
They did not ask to enter the armored vehicle, which was originally designed to carry only one infantry squad. When Saha's men got in, it was already crowded. Now, they all climbed onto the roof and filled it up.
The Soviet squad leader had no choice but to give in. It shouldn't be the guerrillas. If they were the Afghan guerrillas, how could they be so unguarded?
The Afghan government forces are usually very respectful to Soviet soldiers, but if they are provoked, they will cause trouble. The Soviet squad leader once saw a platoon leader of the Afghan government forces run to the headquarters and make a scene because of food, which is in line with their style.
In that case, let them get on the armored vehicles. With them outside, they can help resist if we encounter Afghan guerrillas.
Muhammad took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, put it in his mouth, and said to the Soviet squad leader on the turret: "Hey, buddy, do you have a lighter?"
"No smoking during combat, this is discipline, confiscate it," the Soviet squad leader said with disdain as he looked at the Pamir cigarette. He reached out to take the cigarette, then got into the turret and closed the hatch.
Just as he stretched out his hand, suddenly, a flash of a knife appeared before his eyes.
Muhammad had a bayonet in his hand, which he quickly slashed across his throat. Suddenly, he felt a stream of hot and fishy blood flowing out of his throat. He opened his mouth wide, wanting to breathe, but as his chest rose and fell, only cold air poured into his trachea, and his lungs became more and more stuffy.
Finally, he fell on the shield, his body trembling, and gradually stopped breathing.
Muhammad kicked the Soviet squad leader into the armored vehicle, then stuffed the AKM rifle in his hand into the hatch of the armored vehicle's turret and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"Da da, da da da." Bullets were flying inside the armored vehicle. Every bullet made them feel the coming of death. Even if they did not hit them at the time, when the bullet bounced back from the side armor, it would still cause them great harm.
The screams from inside suddenly came out continuously.
The driver in front saw that the situation was not good, so he stepped on the accelerator and accelerated, trying to throw the person off.
Unfortunately, as soon as the driver stepped on the accelerator, everything went dark in front of his eyes. The driver's periscope outside the car was covered with mud, and he could not see a thing.
The driver got angry and stepped on the accelerator and pulled the steering column at the same time.
"Hurry, jump out of the car." Muhammad shouted. People outside the car could be thrown out at any time and crushed by the tracks.
The other guerrillas jumped down one after another, but Muhammad still held on. He grabbed the turret shield with one hand to steady his body, and operated the rifle with the other hand, continuing to shoot at the vehicle.
"Instructor, jump out of the car!" shouted Hewaja, who had just jumped out of the car.
There were several large rocks in front, and the armored vehicle rushed straight forward.
"Boom!" The armored vehicle hit a big rock heavily and stopped suddenly. At the moment it stopped, Muhammad jumped off the armored vehicle, rolled forward twice to slow down his speed, and then stood up.
The armored vehicle's engine stopped roaring and there was no movement inside the vehicle.
All knocked unconscious? After Muhammad stood up again, he ran up to the armored vehicle and climbed in through the turret hatch.
"Be careful!" Durani shouted. There were more than a dozen government soldiers and three or four Soviets in the armored vehicle. It was too dangerous for the instructor to go in alone.
He shouted and ran over, and the other guerrillas followed him.
As soon as Durani jumped onto the roof of the armored vehicle, he heard a creaking sound from the rear and the rear hatch opened.
Muhammad jumped out of the hatch of the rear cabin and said to the guerrillas, "Move out all the bodies, quickly!"
Almost all the soldiers in the rear cabin were shot dead by Muhammad's shooting just now, and coupled with the violent collision just now, those who were not dead had already fainted.
The driver in front was also knocked unconscious, and the infantry fighting vehicle was finally snatched away intact by our side.
If you just want to destroy this armored vehicle, it's very simple. Just use a 12.7mm machine gun to sweep it and destroy it.
When he discovered that the Soviets were trying to escape and there was a lone infantry fighting vehicle to meet the Afghan government forces, Muhammad became interested. Originally, he only planned to destroy the infantry fighting vehicle, but later, a bold plan came to his mind.
Those female deer above his head were so abominable! If there were no female deer, he could fight guerrilla warfare more easily and also get back enough guns and ammunition! It's not like now, where he has to run after firing a few shots! Thinking of these battles, Muhammad felt a little cowardly, especially at the end, if he had run a little slower, he would have been strangled to death by the female deer.
Why not just grab this infantry fighting vehicle and blow up the base of the Hind! Thinking of this, Muhammad could no longer control his feverish brain. Once he decided to do this, he would never give up.
So, he took a dozen guerrillas and changed into the clothes of the Afghan government army. It was impossible to pretend to be Soviet troops because the difference in appearance was too great. It was much easier to pretend to be government troops.
Although he experienced some danger, Muhammad still completed the first step of his plan and snatched the infantry fighting vehicle intact. For the sake of this vehicle, he was reluctant to throw a grenade into it, otherwise, once a grenade was thrown in, everyone inside could be easily killed.
The bodies were carried out one by one. When the platoon leader of the Afghan government army was carried out, Aga fell silent.
This is Saha's body.
Saha is a shameful traitor. As an Afghan, he actually surrendered to the Soviets who invaded Afghanistan! These Afghan government troops are all working for the Soviets. They are all traitors!
"Every body must be confirmed to be completely dead," said Muhammad.
There is no time to bury these bodies now, so they can only be thrown here. After all, the time left is very short.
To confirm complete death, all you need to do is shoot or stab the person again. This is how the special forces were trained in the past.
Aga took out the bayonet and wanted to stab Saha again, but the scene of his childhood emerged in front of his eyes. At that time, he, Khadim and Saha were playmates since childhood. He did not expect that they would become mortal enemies now. Since he was already dead, let it go.
Aga did nothing but left the body aside.
Seeing the bodies being carried out, Muhammad jumped into the front cockpit and started the vehicle again.
"Buzz, buzz." As the start button was pressed, the engine on the side began to vibrate in a regular pattern again.
"Hurry up, get in the car." Muhammad shouted. He put on the armored soldier's hat and stuck his head out from the hatch. He watched everyone get in the car, pulled the operating lever, and the armored vehicle backed up.
The tracks crushed the corpses, instantly turning them into minced meat, and the blood dyed the ground below red.
Muhammad looked expressionlessly at the minced meat he had crushed. He pulled the operating lever, stepped on the accelerator, and the infantry fighting vehicle rumbled into action, disappearing into the dark night.
Everyone in the armored vehicle was very excited. If it were not for the instructors, they would never have dreamed that they would get into a Soviet infantry fighting vehicle. Listening to the roar of the engine seemed to have become a piece of music.
They looked at Muhammad who was driving in front with eyes full of admiration. They followed the instructor to fight and were invincible!
Muhammad stared at the road ahead with a deep look in his eyes. He knew how difficult his mission this time was.
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