The cold wind was blowing. Although the heavy snow had stopped for three days, the snow on the ground was still blown up by the wind and spinning in the air.

The winter in Afghanistan is extremely cold. On the back of the mountain, there is no sunshine, and the snow is even three meters deep.

Stepping on the thick snow, more than a dozen people walked deep and shallowly.

Almost all of them are from Chadamm Village, many of them are those who transport food. When the Soviet bombs were dropped into their village, they could no longer calm down.

The brave instructor saved the people from their village, but he himself was poisoned and did not know how to live or die.

Although the Tajiks are poor, taciturn and unwilling to interact with foreigners, they are all loyal people.

Mhamad is their benefactor. His benefactor's life and death are unknown now, and they want to take revenge!

There were only two or three people carrying Eifield Mkiii rifles and crossing bullet bags on their bodies. This old-fashioned rifle was already their powerful weapon. Some of the others even only held a hatchet, but their aura was like a wolf and a tiger, offsetting the disadvantage of their weapons.

In addition to their own weapons, each of them also carried a rocket, which was their biggest reliance on counterattack this time. It is said that this thing is powerful, and their dozen rockets can completely destroy the Bagram base!

Lamale, Osama and Dulani were walking in the front, with two holding AKM rifles, while Dulani was carrying an RPK light machine gun. If it weren't for the mountain road, he would have planned to take away the Type 54 heavy machine gun from the guerrillas.

Osama's eyes were full of anger. The Soviets brazenly invaded Afghanistan. It was with his passion that Osama came to Afghanistan and set up a service camp to help the Afghan guerrillas resist the Soviet invasion. When he was rescued from Jalalabad's prison, he had already identified the instructor Mhamad, and followed him to fight the Soviets!

Now, Mhamad was damaged by the poisonous gas bombs of the Soviets. After hearing the news, Osama burst into anger. When he pushed up the 107 rocket launcher, he wanted to fight the Soviets to death.

That timid Hwaja! The instructor is about to die, and he doesn't know how to seek revenge on the Soviets! Osama despises this guy very much, and Osama even thought that maybe Hwaja is willing to watch the instructor die, so he can regain the command of this guerrilla team.

Hum, how could it be so easy! This army has been deeply imprinted by Mhamad, who is the spiritual leader among them.

Unfortunately, the team members obviously still obeyed Hwaja, only Durani came out with him.

Along the way, everyone was tired, and they came here entirely by their will.

In a leeward place, the group sat on the snow and ate the dry food they brought with them.

"Lamale, how long will we go?" Osama asked Ramale. Even Osama was not familiar with the mountainous areas here.

"We have been walking for three days. The snow is too heavy now and the road is difficult to move. We will have to walk for one and a half days at the current speed." Ramale said: "His Excellency Osama, can our rockets kill the Soviet airport?"

"That's of course, the last time we shot these rockets, and the Soviet airport was blown up completely." Osama said: "It was me who launched it at that time."

Speaking of this, Osama is very proud of being an excellent rocket shooter.

"I really want to kill all these Soviets immediately!" Dulani said: "Osama, when you arrive at the airport, don't kill all the Soviets. Leave a few for me. I'll kill them with my own hands!"

Several victories have made them feel a little light, as if this is the case with war.

As he said that, Durani picked up his machine gun, and the heavy machine gun was filled with bullets. He was already imagining the scene when these bullets passed through the bodies of Soviet soldiers.

Just as Dulani was shooting, he suddenly saw a light flashing on the top of the mountain on the side.

Originally, Dulani didn't feel anything, but when he remembered the instructor's usual training, he immediately realized that the light that appeared there was definitely not ordinary! It was the scope of the sniper rifle!

"Sniper!" Dulani shouted, and then rolled to the side. He had seen a snowflake raised from the top of the mountain opposite. The airflow brought out from the muzzle, blowing the snowflakes around him.

In the battle, the machine gunners are the most threatening and are also the target that snipers like to take care of the most. As soon as Dulani turned over, a bullet hit the position where Dulani was just now. With a clatter, the gunfire came later.

Dulanie picked up the machine gun, like an agile cheetah, quickly running on the bullet-proof route, and ran behind a stone a few meters away.

Several shots were shot behind Dulani's feet, only a few centimeters apart in life and death.

Dulani gasped. If there was only one sniper, then the people on his side might have a chance to win. However, the gunfire represents the hostile side, and there will be no second force except the Soviets!

Will the Soviets only have one sniper? Of course not! They are coming, just a large number of people!

These Tajik young men were not guerrillas, nor did they go to the battlefield. They were just villagers who had just picked up their weapons. The sudden gunfire made them stunned and didn't know how to dodge. They only saw bullets chasing Dulani and ran after Dulani until Dulani ran behind the stone that they realized.

"Do not to avoid it!" Ramall reacted quickly, and then hid behind the stone on the other side. When he reached the back of the stone, he found that Osama had already avoided there in advance.

Osama held the gun and slowly poked his head out from behind the stone.

Just as he poked his head out, Osama suddenly lowered his head.

A bullet flew over Osama's head. If Osama was slower than 0.1 second, his head would have been blown up at this time.

The other party is a master!

Osama dared not look up.

Ramale didn't look up either. The opponent's shooting just now was too accurate. He was a cunning sniper!

The two of them dared not move, and Dulani, who was a few meters away, did not dare to move. At this moment, the sound of the sniper rifle kept echoing in the valley.

"Da, da, da." Each shot will take away a living life. Before the Tajik boys could pull out the scimitar in their hands, Efield's rifle was shot dead before the bolt was pulled.

"Quick, lie down!" Dulani shouted.

The young men had not received training, and in this case, they actually ran around in panic and became alive targets for the opponent's snipers.

"Damn the Soviets!" Dulani suddenly set up the rpk machine gun from behind the stone he was hiding, aimed at the position of the sniper opposite, and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da da da da da da da da." The rpk machine gun burst out with fierce sounds, and bullets flew to the top of the opposite mountain.

Is the sniper awesome? The instructor has taught that there is another word in front of the sniper, called cannon fodder! Grandma's, use cannon bombardment against the sniper!

Unfortunately, there is no cannon, so use a machine gun to kill the opponent!

Seeing Dulani burst out, Osama and Ramale also poked their heads out at the same time and pulled their trigger.

The firepower of three guns is fired continuously, I don’t believe that I can’t beat a sniper of the Soviets!

Since they were in the valley and the other was on the top of the mountain, all three had to raise their muzzles to aim at the top of the mountain opposite.

As the machine gun was fired, Dulani's shoulders were trembling, and his eyes kept staring at the top of the opposite mountain through aiming at the baseline.

At this moment, a black dot appeared in his eyes, and the black dot was growing rapidly, completely occupying his pupils.

This is a flying bullet! Dulani seemed to be able to see the rotating bullet slashing the air, with a sharp whistling, and the next moment, it could pass through Dulani's head.

Dulani's only choice is to bow his head.

Then, violent armor came from the helmet. Dulani felt the helmet with his head, pushing it back, almost pulling the neck off, and his body fell backwards.

"Durani!" Osama on the other side shouted, and he squatted down quickly, and saw Durani being hit by a bullet and poured behind the stone.

"Ah." Ramale screamed and hid back behind the stone.

One of Ramal's ears was gone, and the roots of the ears were bleeding. Just now, he also tilted his head to see Durani, and thus escaped the disaster and only one ear was knocked off.

The opponent's sniper was so powerful! Ramale covered his ears and looked at the open space around him.

The six brothers who came with him had already fallen down, and only five of them hid back behind the stone, two of them were still injured.

Durani is gone either. Durani is the most trusted subordinate of instructor Mhamad. He has been fighting with the instructor. Unexpectedly, he will lose it here!

Osama also felt very angry. He changed into a new magazine and wanted to look up and shoot. Although he knew that he would definitely die in this way, he also had to do this!

It is simply a shame to have more than a dozen people on his side being beaten by a sniper!

Osama was about to lift his body when he saw the stones over there, Durani slowly sat up.

Dulanie is not dead?

Thanks to this helmet! Dulani remembered that after killing the Soviets last time, the instructor was very interested in the Soviets' helmets and asked him to take all the helmets away. From then on, Dulani would wear this helmet every time he fought. Although the weather is very cold now, it is very uncomfortable to wear a helmet, and Dulani did not take it off.

The bullet did not hit the helmet, but the huge impact force almost broke his neck. He sat on the ground and gasped. How many times has this been the time since he escaped from death?
Chapter completed!