Dominate South Asia

"Boom, boom, boom." Five BTR armored vehicles were driving quickly on the street. The further west, the more Soviets there were. They had completely occupied this place and discovered the tunnel dug by the Afghan Free Army. It is getting harder and harder to fight back and take back this place. Moreover, many places have been reduced to ruins, making it impossible to hide people and fight anymore.

Osama looked at this place, filled with indignation. A month ago, this was a vibrant city, but now, it has turned into ruins, all because of these Soviets!

Only by driving away the Soviets can we rebuild our country!

The wheeled chariot rumbled forward, and in front of it, one could vaguely see the huge ruins in the distance, as well as the Soviet positions hidden in the darkness further away.

It’s here, it’s almost here!

A roadblock appeared in front, and several Soviet soldiers stood guard there vigilantly, monitoring every vehicle coming off the battlefield to prevent the Free Afghan Army from sneaking in.

"Squeak." The BTR armored vehicle stopped. Osama opened the hatch above his head, stuck his head out, and said to the Soviet soldiers on the opposite side: "We have killed more than fifty brothers in the battle, and we are transporting them back."

Looking at the white cloth covering the back of the BTR armored vehicle, the expression of the Soviet soldier below also dimmed for a while. He wanted to wave his hand to let the convoy pass, but when he shined a flashlight on it, he saw the white cloth on one of the vehicles. , opened it from the middle, there was no corpse inside!

"They are Afghans!" The Soviet soldier responded quickly. Unfortunately, Osama's response was faster.

Now that you've been discovered, rush over!

Osama held a rifle with an Ak-74 folding stock in his hand and fired at the Soviet soldiers on the side. The BTR infantry fighting vehicle increased its accelerator and rushed towards the roadblock in front.

The front tire was punctured, but even if the tire was completely flat, it could continue driving for a period of time. Five infantry fighting vehicles broke through the roadblock and rushed towards the empty ruins, where the Soviet artillery position was located. Just eight kilometers away!

The gunfire here alerted the Soviet patrol, and their tanks drove towards this side quickly.

"Quick, do it!" Osama shouted. He jumped out of the car, jumped to the back, untied the white cloth, and revealed the twelve-barreled rocket launcher inside.

Rockets have been loaded inside, and Osama follows the inclination of the vehicle body. Quickly adjust the firing height of the rocket launcher.

"Ta-ta-ta." On the other side of the roadblock, the remaining Soviet soldiers rushed towards them, raining bullets. Asaman was hit immediately.

Osama threw himself forward and fell onto the armored vehicle. Then, he rolled twice, entered the hatch in front of the armored vehicle, and pressed the switch that had been fixed long ago.

"Swish, swish." One after another flames emerged from the tail of the rocket launcher. The rocket flew out, lit up the night sky, and flew to the opposite side in a beautiful trajectory.

Five vehicles, twelve rocket launchers, and a total of sixty rockets flew towards the Soviet position.

Aren’t the Soviets going to **? Then compare. The Free Afghan Army also has artillery! Sitting in the front cabin, Osama smiled.

"Captain, you were just hit," the driver said.

"It's okay," Osama said, "I can't die."

There were three or five more bullet holes in the bulletproof insert plate. This equipment has been made since Mhammad made it. He has always been with Osama and saved Osama's life countless times.

"Quickly, retreat!" Osama said, he didn't even have time to see the results of the battle.

"Boom!" A rocket pierced into a tent. A dozen Soviet soldiers sleeping in the tent were instantly hit by the debris from the explosion, and they were unable to speak.

"Boom!" A rocket flew into the artillery position.

Although it is a self-propelled artillery, there is no one on the vehicle at all. They are all parked here. When the rockets come over, it is already very dangerous here. A lot of ammunition had nowhere to store it, just piled next to the artillery.

The rocket exploded next to the self-propelled artillery. The fragments hit the self-propelled artillery and opened countless holes in the armor.

"Boom!" It was another rocket. This rocket came straight towards the ammunition pile. When the rocket exploded, the hot air flow and flying shrapnel immediately detonated the ammunition placed here.

"Boom!" With a more violent sound, a huge black smoke flew into the sky, and a terrifying mushroom bloomed in the sky.

"Boom!" Another rocket exploded among a pile of 122mm rockets. In this explosion, an even louder sound appeared, and a large hole more than ten meters deep was blasted into the ground. The surrounding vehicles , were instantly defeated.

Explosions continued one after another, and the position here had turned into a place of death.

The heavy armored vehicle was lifted more than ten meters high by the blast of air, and its proud 152mm artillery was turned into scrap metal.

The Soviet soldiers came out of their tents in their sleep. When they saw fire all around, they didn't know where to run.

Some people were directly affected by the shock wave of the explosion and lost their lives in an instant.

Petrovsky left his tent, jumped into a jeep in embarrassment, and retreated five kilometers away.

He was safe, and the commanders around him were safe, but his headquarters had been burned to ashes.

In the blaze of the explosion, Petrovsky looked ashen. He was attacked by the Afghans from such a long distance! What weapons did they use to attack? How could he report to Marshal Akhromeyev and Moscow?

The fire of the explosion was not completely extinguished until the third day. The loss was reported. All the supplies were destroyed in the fire, and two thousand Soviet soldiers were killed and injured.

"Attack, continue to use fierce attacks to retaliate against the Afghan rebels!" Petrovsky finally went crazy. If he could not take Jalalabad as soon as possible, his military career would be over.

However, after just two days of fierce attacks, the Soviet soldiers were forced to stop.

The cold current from the Caucasus in the north invaded here. In the middle of the night, heavy snow fell everywhere. This winter came early. In the northern mountainous areas, the night temperature suddenly dropped to more than 20 degrees below zero, and in Jalalabad, the temperature also dropped to 18 or 19 degrees below zero.

Countless Soviet soldiers shivered in the ruins. A big explosion a few days ago set their winter clothes on fire.

Finally, a soldier couldn't help it and picked up some rotten wood from the surroundings and lit it to keep warm.

"Damn, you will expose us!" said a squad leader, "Afghan snipers are waiting to snipe us."

"That's better than freezing to death." The soldier said, "If we don't keep warm, everyone will freeze to death before tonight."

"Follow the order!"

"If we were ordered to charge, we would not hesitate, but now we are ordered to freeze to death! Squad leader, we can't obey your order!"

"Da." Just when both sides were about to fire, a bullet flew from a distance and hit the squad leader. The squad leader's body fell forward and just fell on the fire, covering the fire.

The remaining soldiers picked up their guns and changed their positions in an instant. For more than a month, they have been able to survive, except for luck, and real skills.

There was no gunfire from the opposite side for a long time. They knew that the sniper must still be there.

In another ruin, a Soviet soldier hid in a quilt and felt a little warm. This quilt was dug out from under the ruins for two hours.

"Andrei, give your quilt to the company commander!" At this moment, a voice came to his ear.

"Why?"

"This is an order!"

"Fuck your mother's order, this is what I found. If you want to take my quilt, you will kill me."

"Da." A gunshot sounded, and he looked at the snow on his chest. Unexpectedly, he died in the hands of his platoon leader.

The platoon leader took the quilt and got into a corner. In this damn weather, if there is no warm stuff, people will really die.

"The Soviets can't hold on." In a bungalow, Osama said: "This heavy snow is too good! The Soviets are freezing."

Our side is well prepared and has winter clothes, and the Soviets on the opposite side originally had them, but they were burned by Osama a few days ago.

This is simply God punishing the Soviets. According to the past, it would snow for another half a month. Who would have thought that the temperature would drop now? Those Soviets hiding in the ruins must have frozen to death.

"Well, our Jalalabad defense battle will soon be victorious." Khwaja said: "Now, we should implement the new plan and send the Soviets out!"

It's not that easy to come and go as you please! We must send this army off along the way!

"No." Osama said: "Why should we send it away? We should continue to contain the Soviets, let them fight with us in hunger and cold, and constantly kill their manpower! Jalalabad is a huge meat grinder. We want to make the Soviets bleed and make them regret coming here! I suggest that we go around this side, outflanking, trap the Soviets in our urban area, and let them continue to fight with us!"

The Soviets want to leave? Then we can't let them go, let them stay here, and continue to fight with us in the street! In the street fighting, constantly kill the Soviets' manpower! Let the Soviets' street fighting fail completely! (To be continued ~^~)