Mhamad took a few steps, looked at the battery in Osama's hand, and asked, "Is there any new battery?"

Osama shook her head, knowing that the weirdness was all in the battery.

The battery was already wet. Just during the battle, the battery fell into the snow. If Osama hadn't discovered it in time, the battery would have been gone.

A wet battery is already insufficient to fire the rocket.

Osama's face suddenly looked even more ugly. Without batteries, the rocket could not be fired, so this attack would not be possible.

"We will lead the team to surround him." Dulani said. As long as he discovers the location of the Soviet sniper, dozens of people on his side will definitely be able to kill the sniper.

Mhamad shook his head: "No! This sniper just now killed many of our Tajik brothers, and now, let him be crushed to pieces! This rocket is a gift to him!"

After saying that, Mhamad moved the rocket down and knocked the back cover and the stone hard.

The people around, including Osama and Durani, subconsciously took a few steps back. What is the instructor doing?

All shells are blunt charges. If the shells can be ignited with one impact, the process of transporting the shells will be extremely dangerous.

The same is true for this rocket. Mhamad knocked three times without any attention, and the rear cover of the rocket's tail was knocked open. He pulled two hands with his hand and pulled the back cover off, and the launching medicine behind it was also exposed.

"Re-targeting." Mhamad said to Osama.

This is OK? Looking at the rocket where the chrysanthemum was smashed, Osama resumed his move just now.

Mhamad was on the side, covering his mouth with both hands, and skillfully lit a cigarette.

"Stay away," said Mhamad.

Seeing the people around him taking a few steps back, Mhamad took a few puffs of cigarettes and touched the charge at the tail of the rocket with the cigarette butt.

This kind of ejection medicine is not that easy to ignite, it would be great if there was a torch! Seeing that the cigarette butt was about to be extinguished, Mhamad put it in his mouth, took a few puffs, and put it on again.

After three seconds of another, suddenly, sparks appeared on the ejection medicine.

Run! Mhamad kicked and ran to both sides with big strides.

At the tail of the rocket, a small spark suddenly turned into a ball of fire. The ball of fire burned for a second, and then, with a whoosh, like an arrow leaving the string, the 107 rocket flew out.

At this moment, in the snow three hundred meters away, a figure suddenly jumped out of thin air from there.

At the beginning, Serigeyev didn't know what these guerrillas were going to do. The advantage of snipers was concealment. Serigeyev was sure that he was concealed very well.

It happened to be against the wind here, and the wind blew towards the top of the mountain, which caused Sergeyev to be unable to hear the conversations of the guerrillas on the top of the mountain. Sergeyev could only listen to the footsteps coming from the snow, knowing that they were still on the top of the mountain and did not move.

What were they doing? Serigeyev continued to wait, and he was sure that he had not been discovered yet, and the sound of footsteps did not come to him.

He continued to wait for more than ten minutes until Serigeyev heard the sound of impact, and another minute later, he heard a swish sound.

This sound made Sherigaev's heart tremble, because Sherigaev had guessed something!

Damn Afghan guerrillas actually used rockets to blow him up!

This guerrilla team in the north of Jalalabad has a certain number of rockets. No one knows where the rockets come from. They only know that these people have a high level of operating rockets and can accurately hit the target!

It turned out that they had discovered their hidden position and used rockets to blast them! Serigeyev made a new decision in an instant.

He jumped out of the snow cave and rushed backwards on the white snow.

There is no other choice. Run, run, run through this mountain, and find a new sniper position. If they dare to chase after you, then sniper again!

Unfortunately, it's still too late.

Serigeyev ran for only a dozen steps before hearing a loud bang from behind.

Then, countless shrapnel scattered from the center of the explosion in all directions. Serigeyev felt a few severe pains in his back instantly, which was the feeling of shrapnel hitting his body.

Then, the hot air flow rolled onto his back, and he pounced forward and rolled twice, trying to extinguish the flames on his back.

The blood flowing from his back dyed the white snow surface red. After he rolled a few times, his body seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and could no longer roll.

There are indeed snipers there! Until now, Ramale believed that, the sniper who killed several young men on his side was killed by a rocket launcher! This revenge is avenged!

The guerrillas surrounded him, and Mhamad first replenished two bullets and confirmed that the guy was completely dead, so he picked up the sniper rifle on the ground.

This is an ordinary SVD sniper rifle. Five marks were carved on the handle of the gun with a saber, which means that he had killed five people, and the result of this battle was not yet available.

"Instructor, I didn't hit him just now." Hwaja also came over and said to Mhamad. The instructor just now used himself as bait to create opportunities for Hwaja, but Hwaja still made a mistake.

"The distance is too far beyond the walking accuracy of your sniper rifle." Mhamad said.

Although the svd is called a sniper rifle in the Soviet equipment sequence, it is actually just an accurate shooting rifle, and its accuracy is not even comparable to that of the advanced automatic rifles of later generations.

For example, the spread over a distance of 600 meters is 395 mm, which is equivalent to even if you aim, the bullet error will be as wide as a person's body at a distance of 600 meters.

The expression on Hwaja's face was still very embarrassing, it was his fault.

"Congratulations." Mhamad said to Hwaja: "You can shoot more accurately in the future. This guy is a professional sniper. He brings all the special 7n1 sniper bullets. With it, you will not make the mistakes you make today."

Hwaja also wanted to use sniper bullets, but he couldn't find them, so he could only use ordinary 7.62mm bullets, so the accuracy was not high. Now, this guy is also a sniper, and the ammunition he brought is dedicated. Hwaja was immediately happy and bent down to pick the opponent's bullet bag.

"Let's go back to the station." The mission has been completed, at the cost of losing several Tajik young men. The tone in Mhamad's words is firm and cannot be changed.
Chapter completed!