I rushed and looked at the tank in front. At this time, it was already a thick smoke, and the fire was already small.
The turret and the tank body are separated and fall to one side. The barrel has been bent. It is likely that when the explosion happened, the barrel is down. Certainly the person inside is definitely dead.
Around the corner, there were some dead bodies lying down, many of them were run by tanks. Those with big beards and robes had only one identity, the Afghan guerrillas.
And this tank that was knocked out before, there is only one era. In the 1980s, when the Soviet Union invaded Afghanistan!
Dongjie's brain is in chaos. This place is very familiar and very strange. How can I appear here? This is a gunpowder bucket.
Afghanistan has never been settled. In the afterlife, the world hooligans occupy this place, and it is still a quagmire.
What is your identity here? There are some vague impressions in my head, but I am not sure.
"Instructor, watching you get rolled down from under the tank, I thought you... Allah bless, the abominable Satan Soviet tank was finally killed by us.
Just as Dongjie still stood awkwardly, from the side of the broken earth wall, stood up a man and talk to Dongjie.
The eyes were deep, the nose was high, the skin was dark, and the beard was Without repairs as it was covering the whole mouth, wearing a white robe, and now it has turned brown. This is a typical Middle Easterner, or an Afghan native.
Looking at Dongjie that is stunned while looking at him, the Afghan guerrillas in front of him said: "Instructor, have you been injured? did it hurt your mind? "
Just, watching the instructors get rolled up under the tanks of the Soviets, Durani-Shah should mention the mircle from Allah.
For more than two years, the Soviets occupied the whole of Afghanistan and faced the Soviets Invasion. Afghanistan was angry. They spontaneously formed a guerrilla group and resisted the invasion of the Soviet Union.
However, the gap in power is very obvious. After controlling the major cities, the Soviets began to attack the guerrilla-controlled mountains. The guerrillas In the face of tanks and planes, they were helpless.
At this moment , a group of instructors came from neighboring Pakistan to guide their military training. Together, there are various weapons, such as the present kind of rocket launcher.
The instructors took them and trained in the mountains, but they were attacked by the Soviets. They followed the instructors and escaped. However, they were chased by the tank and could not get rid of it.
At this time, because of the tank pursuit was too fast, leading to the infantry behind, can not keep up. The tank that lost the infantry protection is very fragile. After the instructor saw this situation, he stopped. Concealed while preparing to these tanks attack.
Who knows, the first rockets that fly hit. but their whereabouts was immediately known to the Soviet tank crews and although the instructor shouted to hide, those guerrillas were scattered.
As a result, the tank ran rampant and at the same time fired with machine guns. the guerrillas almost perished.
Originally thought that the Soviets had left like this, then, maybe there are still brothers who have not died, and can be saved, but seeing The Soviets left a tank and rolled it around.
The entire guerrilla team left the instructor and Durani. If the instructor did not press Durani tightly, Durani would also stood up and was killed by it.
Now, this tank that is left, doesnt even let go of the dead, so the instructor became angry.
Durani looked at the instructor from the hiding place, rushed out, holding the rocket launcher, and wanted to get close to launch it. Who knows, he was shot by the tank machine gun, and fell.
Then, the tank crushed the instructor, and Durani's eyes were red. When he just wanted to rush up, he magically saw the instructor actually stand up, and then, in the vicinity of the other tank, a rocket was fired.
As the rocket flew out, the tank finally caught fire and then exploded. This scene is very spectacular.
There was no threat at the moment, and Durani ran out of hiding and went to the instructor.
Who knows, the instructor seems to be stupid.
"Durani?" Dongjie tried to say that he did not believe that he did not need to learn, he mastered a foreign language, he can already say this very fluent Pashto.
"Instructor, you finally remembered my name!" Durani said: "You are too great to kill a Soviet tank!"
Great? At this point, Dongjie has inherited more memories, he has confirmed that he is crossing. The real Mhammad-Kamaran was killed by the Soviet tank guns, but he replaced this person, the instructor from Pakistan, to guide the guerrillas.
Now, in this guerrilla, there is only one person left that is Durani, showing how stupid the old Mhamad is.
Of course, using a rocket launcher to destroy enemy tanks is inherently dangerous. Moreover, if he is not in the army and has been trained in tank crushing, I am afraid that the tank will not be so calm and let the enemy pass from his own body without changing his position.
Just a little bit of it, it will definitely be crushed into mud by the tank. At the time of training, some of the players also urinated their pants. When the tanks were driven to themselves, although the two crawlers would not roll to themselves, it was still very scary.
Only when you sweat a lot, can you shed less blood in wartime.
Damn God, I threw myself here, in Afghanistan in 1981, in the northern mountains of Jalalabad near the Pakistani border in the northeast. In addition to accepting the identity of this Mhammad, he also accepted the test of countless blood and war. Although he was very depressed, Dongjie accepted the reality very quickly. He is the Pakistani instructor, Mhammad. He is going to take Afghanistan to a bright future.
Mhammad stood up,
Looking at the East, smelling the bloody smell in the air, now, only fight!
"Clean up the battlefield, pack the weapons, and then follow me." Mhamad said.
go? Where are you going? Durani said.
Mhammad has begun to bend over and take the weapons of his companions.
The body has been crushed and bloody, and the guns carried with him have also been crushed.
Looking for the complete magazine from the flesh-and-blood corpse, Mhammad did it very carefully and quickly. Soon, he gathered four magazines, stuffed with the bullet pockets, and then, Also delighted in the body, found four intact rockets.
At this time, Durani was still there.
"Let's go," Mhammad said, walking forward.
Durani and Mhammad, after a few steps, felt that something was wrong: "Instructor, where are we going?"
"We went to find troubles with the Soviets," Mhammad said.
He vaguely remembered that the tank that had been chasing them all the way had been separated from the infantry. This tank, which was separated from the infantry protection, was the target of Mhammad.
On your own side, two people, finding trouble with the Soviets? Durani felt as if he had got it wrong. The instructor has just destroyed an enemy tank. However, they has also injured dozens of people. If we goes, I am afraid we will not return.
"What, are you afraid?" Mhammad asked.
Durani shook his head immediately: "I am not afraid! I will not participate in the guerrillas if I am afraid of death."
In the memory of Mhammad, this relative of Durani, who was originally living in Jalalabad, was killed during the initial aggression of the Soviets, when they occupied the city. Therefore, Durani and the Soviets have a deep hatred.
Now, when he heard Mhammad ask himself not to be afraid, Durani immediately stood up and took his own rocket launcher, slammed his rifle, followed Mhammad, along the path, and walked forward.
At this time, Mhammad was strong, although there was no large-scale war in the later generations of the motherland, but as a special force, he participated in many actions, and the tactics of the guerrillas were also very good.
In this mountainous area, it is his own world, his predecessor, actually played so badly by the Soviets! Mhammad really mourned for this predecessor.
Now, it's time for you to show your talents on this battlefield!
Now, the Soviets were still in the early days of the war, and the Soviet army that had dealt with large-scale east-west collisions was originally prepared for the war in the European plains. For mountain operations, there is no suitable weapon at all. For example, the 40th Army of the main force The T-62 tank is not suitable for combat in the mountains. The tank guns have a small shooting range, and the high-powered engine fuels make a lot of burden on the logistics. In particular, there are no infantry to follow around. This tank is a live target. After the Soviets practiced for a year or two, the tank was no longer used and changed into an infantry fighting vehicle.
Of course, Mhammad is also psychologically prepared.
Mhammad went fast, and finally, after half an hour, he heard the sound of rumble in the distance.
"Soviet!" Durani said.
Who is not the Soviets? The Afghan guerrillas have no tanks. Mhammad hides behind a large stone. It can be seen that the six tanks are the tanks that have just chased them.
Six tanks! There are two people in total. When Durani saw these tanks, he knew that the best choice now is to stay still and quietly expect these tanks to disappear from their sight.
Although Mhammad is full of excitement from the fighting, he also knows that this time is not a good time to ambush Soviet tanks.
At most, when two people killed a tank of the Soviets, they were discovered by several other tanks. The result was that they were killed.
Now, can't do it.
Looking at the five stars on the turret and the black smoke coming out, Mhammad was not willing to sit on the ground.
The Soviets were executioners, but they had no way to avenge the dead soldiers.
Looking at the dark smoke, suddenly, there was an idea in Mhammad's mind.
"Duran, I remember, in the front, should there be a valley?" Mhammad asked.
Just passing through, whether this memory is true, Mhammad can not confirm.
"Yes, it's just 20 kilometers ahead," Durani said.
"Well, then we take the path, we have to get there before the Soviets," Mhammad said.