Soviet Godfather

　　 "How many times have you said this is this month?" In the meeting room of the 103rd Airborne Division, the commander Xie Miao questioned his subordinates angrily. All the cadres above the regiment level in the division were called over, and a needle dropped silently at the scene and could be heard.

"Let me tell you, it's the fifth time. Does every bullet and every grain have to be airlifted from the country?" Every question from Xie Miao made the army cadres sitting below sweat on their foreheads. . Now the leader is in anger, and whoever comes first is unlucky.

"Don't speak! Then I'll call the name!" Xie Miao's sharp gaze scanned the cadres below. At this moment, none of the guys sitting below dared to make eye contact with Xie Miao. Everyone bowed their heads in unison. On the surface, it is a review, but in fact, it is afraid of being caught out as a model. The youngest person sitting below was also the head of the regiment. Xie Miao's sharp eyes swept over them one by one, and finally stopped on the head of the 354 regiment, Grachev.

　　 "Comrade Grachev!" Master Xie Miao's call completely dispelled the last glimmer of fantasy in Grachev's heart, and Grachev quickly got up and saluted.

"Comrade Grachev, it doesn't matter if others sit down and don't say anything, but are you embarrassed to sit there? Who is the attacker? I don't need to investigate, I know, it's the guerrillas entrenched in the Paghman area. You Have you just forgotten the thing that your regiment's paratroopers assessed at the end of last year?" Master Xie Miao said harshly.

　　 "I haven't forgotten, Master!" Grachev replied solemnly.

　　 "That's good! I'll give you a chance for revenge now!" Master Xie Miao said categorically.

　　 "Are we the only group? Can other groups cooperate with us?" Grachev said with some embarrassment.

　　 "Isn't your group more than 1,000 people not enough?" Master Xie Miao's sentence completely blocked Grachev's thoughts. Grachev could only accept the task in the sympathetic eyes of his colleagues.

　　On the way back to the regiment headquarters, Grachev has been thinking about how to suppress the bandits. The superior's orders can't be used as a fart. Even if they are harsh, they have to be executed. The official level crushes people to death, let alone the division commander. Grachev's mind was very confused, and he couldn't think of a clue. The flash of inspiration on the battlefield last time was rare. Grachev felt that he might not be in the same state as he was then in his entire life. Although Grachev is not smart enough, he knows who is really smart, and his hands are the following virtues. So the only thing Grachev wanted to understand along the way was to listen to Lebed's opinion. Upon returning to the station of the 354th regiment, Grachev couldn't wait to call Lebed.

"Lebed, I just received a new task in the division—to combat the guerrillas in the Paghman area. I want to hear your thoughts." As soon as Lebed entered the door, Grachev pressed him on. On the sofa, after a simple greeting, Grachev spoke frankly about the new order sent by the division.

　　 "Who shall we act with?" Lebede became nervous when he heard that he had a mission. This was his first mission in the 354th regiment.

　　 "Only ourselves!" Grachev said regretfully.

　　 "It's only us, how can that be possible?" Lebeder stood up in surprise immediately.

"It's not because of the paratroopers' assessment a year ago. There is no way. The troops are like this. Without a backstage, they can only be slaughtered." Grachev complained. He said this to Lebed. Some confidant meanings are in it.

"I understand your difficulties. I am also a newcomer. I only know you as a senior here..." Lebed didn't say anything in the following words. He didn't need to say, Lebed knew from Grachev's eyes. Grachev had already heard what Lebed meant for refuge.

　　 "Do you have any plans?" Grachev asked.

　　 "Please let me think about it? Is there a map of the Paghman area?" Lebed hurriedly asked.

　　Grachev quickly took out the map of the Paghman area and spread it out on the desk, and the two studied them carefully with a magnifying glass.

　　 After a while, Grachev threw the magnifying glass aside, rubbing his sour eyes, Lebed still lay there and watched seriously. Grachev walked to the coffee pot, brewed two cups of coffee, brought them over, and handed it to Lebed.

　　 Liebede took the cup, his eyes still couldn't leave the map. After a while, Lebed finally stopped being addicted to the map. He straightened up and said to Grachev: "The area of ​​Paghman is not small. Although it is a plain, it is backed by mountains. It is impossible to catch them only by the strength of our regiment. Once there is any disturbance, they will immediately Will escape into the mountains, even if we are gods, they can't help them."

　　 These words of Grachev are not new, and what Grachev said by Lebed can be seen. The Paghman area is located in the northwest of Afghanistan. It guards the two major traffic arteries that pass through the northwest of Kabul. The road to Tezmer in the north and Kandahar in the south is between Paghman and Kabul. It can be said that the road to the west of Kabul The line of communication was completely under Paghman's armed nose.

　　 "Are there any specific ideas?" Grachev then asked ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Yes, there are some immature ideas. "Lebed replied with a smile. Grachev knew that Lebed must be more humble. In fact, he was already pretty sure.

　　 "Tell me what you think!" Grachev couldn't wait to hear Lebed's thoughts.

　　 "I noticed the ambush in our transport team last time. It was very interesting!" Lebed said, pointing to the map. Without waiting for Grachev to ask any more questions, Lebed had already started explaining on the map.

　　 "Look, there are mountains on both sides, cave tunnels in the back, and Kabul River in front." Grachev nodded to express his understanding.

"If we block the bridge across the Kabul River and the cave behind it, the enemy in the canyon will not be able to run away." Grachev understood Lebed's meaning, but he still didn't know Lebed's plan. . So he nodded again to express his understanding.

"If we lure the enemy to the canyon area and block them inside, we can use gunship helicopters to attack the enemies on the mountains on both sides of the road, and we can destroy them in one fell swoop. So we only need to organize another transport team to pass there and lure them The enemy is just fine! It's just that the decoy troops will endure great danger, and the whole army is likely to be wiped out." Lebed finished his plan, and took a sip of the coffee that had fallen out of his cup.

　　Grachev has understood thoroughly at this time. The plan is perfect. It only needs a bait, but is the transport team really useful? What if the guerrillas do not come! We need a temptation that the enemy cannot resist, by the way, Sergey Sha! Grachev already had the perfect bait in his heart. In the last battle, Vasily killed the brother of Hafizola, the leader of the Paghman area armed forces. As long as we release the news that Sergei killed it, Hafizola There is no reason not to come.