As long as your feet don't move, the mines will not explode. You can even use some special means, such as suddenly freezing the mines under your feet, or loosening them, waiting for the thing to fly and hit them with a baseball bat. These are the most thrilling plots common in TV series.

Unfortunately, in real battles, there would never be such a situation, and no landmine would be so stupid to be eliminated by those who step on it.

Landmines are divided into two types: pressure and flush. If the pressure mine is pressed on, it will explode immediately. The soft mine will explode only after it is released.

The pineapple mine does not mean that it will be fine if you don’t step on it. There is also a delay device on it. Even if your feet don’t loosen, it will explode as long as the time comes. For example, what Kriseyvic is pedaling now is the pineapple mine.

After two seconds of delay, the mine exploded, which is a typical pineal mine. When the numbness disappeared in an instant, the nerves resumed signal transmission again. Suddenly, severe pain occupied Krisevitch's brain.

Pain! Heart-wrenching pain, heart-wrenching pain. Although Krisevich is an iron warrior, he still makes a dull voice: "Ah..."

"Boom, boom!" At this moment, the other Soviet soldiers unfortunately stepped on landmines, and their broken limbs and arms flew into the air.

Being trapped!

The Afghan guerrillas did not have many mines in their hands, and at this time, these mines played a huge role.

As soon as I entered the valley, Mhamad asked the riders to perform S-type maneuvers. In this way, when the Soviets behind saw it, they would immediately know that there was something strange in front.

They will follow their own route and move forward carefully, but after they follow hundreds of meters, they will find that they have been fooled and there are no landmines here!

Unless it is a plane mine-burning, how could there be such a large minefield? When you find yourself fooled, the Soviets will become bolder. Since there are no mines at all, why do you need to take this crooked path and why don’t you chase it directly?

At the same time, Mhamad had no choice but to do so.

When laying mines, you need to be integrated with the surrounding environment so that you will not be discovered. There are snow everywhere here. As long as you walk through it, you will leave traces. If you lay minefields as soon as you enter the valley, the Soviets will definitely find them.

Only when they are overwhelmed and have completely wrong consciousness about the minefields, will they not notice the messy footprints on the snow where landmines are arranged.

Hearing the explosion behind, the cavalry that had reached the end of the valley turned around. Now, it was time to encircle and annihilate the Soviets!

A company, nearly a hundred Soviets, chased Mhamad's team of more than a dozen people, trying to catch these executioners and skin them the same.

In addition to Mhamad's proper tactics, Ramal's behavior completely angered the Soviets. When they saw their comrades being skinned, they lost their minds.

The explosion of landmines is a signal, and gunfire sounds sounded one after another on both sides of the mountain top.

"Dada, dadada..." A dshkm heavy machine gun screamed the most, and the 12.7mm bullet kept firing at the Soviet soldiers in the valley.

Except for the dozen people left behind in the garrison, the remaining Afghan guerrillas were dispatched. In terms of number, they were not at a disadvantage, especially the Soviet soldiers in the valley who were condescending and were simply living targets.

"Everything aimed at it!" said Hwaja, "Don't waste bullets!"

Some newly joined guerrillas, who ambushed the Soviets for the first time, were excited and the entire magazine was shot empty. Although the ammunition was supported by the Americans, it was not easy to transport it, so it should not be wasted like this.

After saying that, Hwaja put his eyes on the scope, pressing the crosshair against the body of a Soviet soldier, and then pulled the trigger.

"Da." A bullet flew out of the SVD sniper rifle. The Soviet soldier in the scope suddenly spurted blood from his head and fell to the ground.

Gilkochakin's body was constantly jumping. On the battlefield, only by constantly changing his position can he prevent being hit by bullets.

He was fooled. The valley was full of bareness and there was not even a stone. Gilkotagkin knew that regret was not a solution now, and he had to bring his troops back.

Nearly a hundred guerrillas were ambushed on the high hillsides on both sides, and this was an encirclement.

You can't go in front, there is a minefield ahead. Even if you pass, there is still the cavalry waiting for you just now, but you can't go in both sides. There are mountains on both sides. Even if you lead people up, you will end up with annihilation.

I can only retreat, retreat from the road, leave the valley here, and leave this ambush circle!

"Cross cover, retreat!" said Gilkotakin.

"Dadada." A machine gunner, holding a machine gun, shot at Gao Gang on both sides. He had just fired a few bullets, and his body was shocked and he fell down.

The machine gun was thrown aside. Gilkochakin bent down, lifted the machine gun, held the machine gun, and shot the heavy machine gun to the hillside on one side.

The machine gun roared in his hand and the bullets flew. When countless bullets poured over, you could see the person behind the machine gun opposite him suddenly tilted his head and fell backwards.

The heavy machine gun had the greatest threat. After killing it, the Soviet soldiers immediately felt the pressure was reduced. They took their weapons and fired at the hillsides on both sides while retreating.

This was a failed operation. The cunning of the Afghan guerrillas was far beyond Gilkochakin's imagination. Now, looking at the bodies that were constantly left around and listening to the painful screams of his own soldiers, Gilkochakin's eyes turned red.

"Instructor, the Soviets are going to escape!" Seeing the Soviets in the valley leaving countless bodies and retreating to the other end of the valley, Durani couldn't help but say to Mhamad.

If you cannot completely encircle and annihilate these Soviet people, it cannot be considered a complete victory! Following Mhamad, you will win again and again, and everyone will begin to gain confidence. It is not a complete victory to eliminate the Soviet people. This is what it is worth!

"They can't escape," said Mhamad. "Osama, are you ready?"

"It's ready." Osama replied to Mhamad.

In front of Osama, five 107 rockets were placed. Osama quickly placed the rockets, glued the leads, and held the batteries and wires in his hand.

"Start!" With Mhamad's order, Osama connected the wires to the battery.

"Swish, swish, swish!" With a pleasant sound, the tails of the five rockets all dragged their tongues of fire and flew towards the opposite side.

Rockets! When I saw those flying in, dragging the flames, Gilkotakin was shocked. These rockets flew into the middle of them, and the exploded fragments would hurt more people.

"Look down!" Gilkochakin shouted.

Soviet soldiers lie on the ground in unison. Although they are facing desperate situations, they are still well-trained.

The rockets, dragged their tail flames, flew over their heads.

The accuracy is too bad. These Afghan guerrillas cannot operate these rockets effectively! Especially since they don’t even have a rocket launcher and can only fire with their bare hands, it’s really bad!

Gilkochakin stood up quickly while thinking, and just as he wanted to continue running backwards, he heard a huge explosion at the entrance of the valley behind him.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Five rockets flew past and exploded across the valley.

All the rockets hit the top of a mountain, and as the rockets exploded, the rocks on them rolled down.

This mountain was originally very abrupt, but now it was blown up by a rocket, and the upper half of the stones were loosened.

Seeing the stones falling, Gilkotakin was shocked. Damn Afghan guerrillas were so cunning!

The rolling stones blocked the entrance of the valley, and the road to retreat was gone!

These arrangements of the Afghan guerrillas actually wanted to completely wipe out their side!

Gilkotakin's brain was blank.

The gunshots continued to echo around them, and soldiers kept falling down and surrounded by three sides. The Soviet army, which was blocked from the rear, became a lamb to be slaughtered.

Heavy machine guns, light machine guns, automatic rifles, and shooting sounds are constantly coming.

"Storm up the hill!" Gilkochakin shouted again. At this time, he had no choice. As a fighting nation, even if he died standing, he could not be a prisoner!

Being a prisoner is even more terrifying, and Askov is a living example.

Only more than twenty Soviet soldiers were left, their bodies were constantly jumping, and they rushed towards the hillside quickly.

"Aim and then fight!" Hwaja shouted to the soldiers beside him. When he found Soviet soldiers rushing up to the hillside here, some guerrillas could no longer hold back.

After shouting, Hwaja put his eyes back on the scope again. He could kill all the twenty Soviets by himself.

Hwaja increasingly discovered that he was more suitable to be a sniper than a commander.

A commander must have keen insight, precise judgment, or even predict the uncertainty. Hwaja admires Mhamad and is proud of it.

At this time, Mhamad stood quietly at the entrance of the valley, looking at the Soviet soldiers who had fought for the last attempt, and picked up his cigarette.

When these Soviet soldiers followed their butts, their fate was destined.

Taking a deep breath, Mhamad felt a man looking at him, turning his head to see that it was Ramal.

"It's time to bandage your wound." Mhamad said to Ramad: "I still have some medicine in my station. Do you go back to the station and bandage it?"
Chapter completed!