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Bagram was the most important military base of the Soviets. It not only allowed fighter jets to take off and land, but also could accommodate tens of thousands of Soviet troops to station.

It is impossible to sneak attack such an airport. Within a few kilometers of the outside of the airport, there are barracks connected to each other, and these few kilometers of distances are insurmountable.

Now, with the arrival of spring, the Soviets stopped hiding and mobilized their troops again to prepare to encircle and annihilate the guerrillas in the Panjshir Valley.

"The 682nd Marine Corps has arrived yesterday." In the division headquarters, Bergrad said to Kurikov: "We can dispatch two Marine Corps 177 and 682, as well as a regiment of the government."

Kurikov's eyes were staring at the sand table in front, where there were small flags.

"There are fifteen exits in the Panjieshir Valley. Both sides of these exits are mountains and cannot be climbed. We arranged heavy troops at these fifteen exits, guarding the mountain pass, and then advancing layer by layer to completely kill the guerrillas entrenched here." The speaker was holding a cigar in his mouth, with two beards, and his eyes were shining.

This person is not from the Forty Army, but from Moscow. This person will fight together with the guerrillas that encircled the Panjieshir Valley this time.

This made Kurikov a little dissatisfied. Almost all the people used by the 108th Division. He, as the commander of the division, had complete command, but this person was constantly interfering in his combat deployment here.

This person is the commander of the Tiyako brigade of a special combat brigade in Gruu.

Gruu, a mysterious special forces in the Soviet army, did not surface in later generations until the Soviet Union collapsed.

Although the person in front of him is just the brigade commander, he is deeply trusted by Moscow.

While the Afghan guerrillas became increasingly arrogant and frequently attacked the transport convoys, the Soviet troops stationed in Afghanistan were under tremendous pressure. The domestic top leaders were not satisfied with their battle. Now, even such a brigade commander can interfere.

Kurikov swallowed his dissatisfaction back into his stomach and said, "Fifteen exits, our troops cannot arrive all at once. When we advance, the guerrillas may have returned to the deeper mountainous areas like last year."

These fifteen exits are not together, and only by blocking them at the same time can the Afghan guerrillas be blocked.

Last year, they encircled the Panjieshir area. Unfortunately, the guerrillas who received the news crept into the mountains and disappeared without a trace. When they swept for half a month and returned in vain, the guerrillas suddenly emerged again.

Kurikov also wanted to block these holes and wrap the Afghan guerrillas in his pocket, but now, it is impossible for him to block all the exits at the same time.

"My army is responsible for these ten exits." Tiyako said lightly, pointing at the mountain pass on the sand table with his hand holding a cigar.

The cigar's ash fell on the sand table, and Tiyako bounced the cigar without hesitation and marked the mountain passes with the ash.

Those are the mountain passes farthest from the main traffic route and are very difficult to reach. Now Afghan guerrillas are very sensitive to the sound of female deer. If they are transported by helicopters, they may be noticed by the cunning Afghan guerrillas. If they walk over on foot, they will simply drive all the soldiers crazy.

Seeing Tyako so downplayed, Kurikov couldn't help but say, "Okay, then ask your troops to control these ten exits. My troops are responsible for the remaining five exits and the search and confiscation in the mountains."

The remaining five exits were all on the traffic roads at the bottom of the valley. As long as a vanguard was sent to quickly intersperse, they could completely control it. Since the other party took the initiative to undertake such an important task, Kurikov could only agree "reluctantly".

Searching in mountainous areas requires more troops, and every cave must be thoroughly searched.

"Okay, then we will completely control these exits in the early morning of the 13th. I wonder if there is any problem with the 108th Division?" asked Tiyako.

It was already ten days, early in the morning of the 13th, and only about two days were available. Looking at Tyako's proud look, Kurikov knew that although he was still discussing, Tyako's troops probably had entered the war zone in advance. This guy was acting in his defense zone and did not discuss with him in advance!

"All material reserves are ready, and there is no problem in action within two days," Kurikov said.

"Okay, then we will meet in the Panjshire Valley." After saying that, Tiyako walked out in a stairs.

"Bah!" Seeing that Tyako went out, the other officers couldn't help but spit out. This guy looked arrogant and didn't take anyone seriously.

"The roads are difficult to pass those exits, so it depends on how he passes!" said an officer.

The division commander Kurikov knew some of the facts. The troops brought by Tyako this time were all Uzbeks and Tajiks, who could speak fluent Afghanistan. These people might have already mixed into the mountainous areas and were waiting to block the mountain pass.

The mountains are steep and easy to defend but difficult to attack. A narrow mountain pass can be defended with just one infantry squad and enough ammunition. The only problem is how to intersperse it.

For the people of the 108th Division, it is difficult for them to go deep into the mountains without being discovered by local indigenous people.

The night gradually became deeper, and in the mountains, the cool evening breeze gently blew on the hillside.

An Afghan guerrilla was standing at the mountain pass with a gun on his back. In the past two days, news that the Soviets were about to enter the Panjshir Valley has been spread, and everyone has raised their vigilance. These mountain passes are related to the safety of the guerrillas entering and leaving, and they attach great importance to it.

The guerrilla was watching the surroundings vigilantly, staring at the mountains in the darkness, and rubbed his hands from time to time. It was too cold here, and the mountain wind had already blown through his thin clothes.

A sudden rustling sound came from behind. The guerrillas immediately turned their heads back vigilantly. Just as they twisted over, a pair of big hands appeared on their backs, covering his mouth.

The guerrillas knew that they had made a serious mistake. He wanted to pull the bolt and fired a warning. However, before his hand touched the bolt, a sharp saber penetrated into his chest.

His body shivered and trembled, slowly falling down, blood kept flowing out of his chest, and as the blood was lost, his body quickly became cold.

"Report, the No. 3 Pass has been controlled." After killing the famous guerrillas, several small team soldiers appeared in the darkness. They were all wearing local Afghan clothing and mixed with ordinary mountain residents. Inconspicuously, they quickly occupied the favorable terrain of the Pass and pointed their muzzles at the valley in the dark.

This place is completely under their control. They seem to be able to see countless guerrillas rushing towards them, one after another, but unfortunately, they can't rush here. This is the place where guerrillas die.

In this dark night, the passes far away from the valley bottom were quickly controlled, and the special forces of the Gruu were exercising their efficient ability. After cutting off these valleys, the roads of the Panjhir guerrillas to Badakhshan, Bagland and Ragman were cut off, and they could only wait for death in it.

Southwest valley entrance, Gurbahar.

This is a major southwest town in the Panjshir Valley. It has highways leading to Kabul and towns such as Neruha, Astana, Zenia, etc. It is only 20 kilometers away from Bagram Air Force Base.

The Soviets could not control the transportation safety of the entire narrow valley, but at the entrance of the valley, heavy troops were arranged, especially when the troops were about to enter the valley, countless military supplies were transported from Bagram to Gurbahar.

A vanguard, a battalion of the 682nd Mo Infantry Regiment, guarding Gurbahar. At this time, the transport convoy was still moving from Bagram.

The light of the headlights penetrated the darkness, and the roar of the engine shocked the birds who had already fallen asleep.

Just on a hillside five kilometers away from Gurbahar, a group of people were looking at the ancient town like they were looking at prey.

"We have our civilians in the town, and we cannot let artillery fire enter the ancient town." A voice said in a low voice. It was Fashim: "How big are you looking at rocket launchers?"

The mountain road is too difficult to walk, and Mhamad shattered the idea brought by those multiple rocket launchers. He could only let his guerrillas carry 107 rockets and come here.

A team of Fahim, who came with Mhamad, was only ten people in total.

Mhamad proposed to beat the Soviets hard for a moment. When Mhamad expressed his thoughts, Masood was obviously interested, but he was unwilling to participate.

Mhamad knew that Masood did not believe that he could solve the most important frontier position of the mobilization force in Gurbahar. There were armored vehicles and tanks here. Sneak attacks here would increase the casualties of guerrillas.

So Masood continued to command guerrilla warfare at a secret location in the mountains, and at the same time, he sent Fahim, whom he trusted the most, to observe Mhamad's tactics.

Seeing the rockets being displaced and not even had a launch tube, Fashim immediately reminded with kindness that the people living in this town were all Tajik compatriots and could not blow them up.

"It's worse than the accurate head of a sniper rifle." Mhamad said, watching Osama and others aim quickly. This time, there were thirty rockets.
Chapter completed!