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The mountainous roads in Afghanistan are difficult to travel, so there is no power supply in the mountainous areas. Those transmission lines cannot be set up from the mountains, which is too expensive. As a command center, a large amount of electricity is required, so a generator here generates power.

The bright lights here are compared with the rest of the places, which makes it easy to determine that this is the command center.

&nbs(;In the darkness, Mhamad made a gesture to his men, and they squatted there quietly, waiting.

Mhamad took Fahim slowly approaching from the corner of the wall. The guarding command was probably a platoon of troops. After all, the defense on the periphery was already very tight. Besides, the place here is not big, with a large population, so I couldn't even stand.

The most guards were guarding at the gate, and next to the tyre, there were only two sentries standing guard. The two sentries were holding guns and lowering their heads, covering their heads.

Sure enough, he was sleeping! Mhamad slowly walked over the dark wall.

Step by step, Mhamad and Fahim suddenly jumped, hid behind the generator, and then slowly approached the two Soviet soldiers.

Holding the shiny saber in his hand, Mhamad slowly stretched out his left hand from behind, and suddenly covered the mouth of the tall Soviet soldier. The soldier woke up suddenly and was about to struggle, but his chest hurt.

Mhamad's right hand had already inserted the sword into his chest. When the sword penetrated, a gurgling sound came from the other party's throat. Then, Mhamad turned his right hand and the sword completely stirred a big hole in the other party's chest.

The other party's body softened, and Mhamad dragged the other party with his arm and dragged the other party into the dark shadow of the generator.

Fashim also cleanly killed another sentry, watching Mhamad jump into the power train quickly.

The high-power diesel engine drives a three-phase generator. Looking at the four output wires, three live wires and one neutral wire on the thick generator, Mhamad had a new idea.

Originally, he planned to destroy the generator and make the other party lose power, but now Mhamad has a better choice. He pulled the thinnest transmission line and pulled it hard. The connection was not very tight. Mhamad pulled it off and then merged it to a wire head next to it.

In a three-phase generator, three thick wires are live wires. A thin wire is a neutral wire, and there is a voltage of 380 volts between the two live wires. There is a voltage of 220 volts between the live wire and the neutral wire. Users use it, all the voltage of 220 volts of a live wire and a neutral wire. Now Mhamad forced the neutral wire to the live wire, so he changed the voltage to the user.

In the command center, a 200-watt light bulb was hung on the roof. The room was illuminated and a row of radios were working tensely and orderly.

Suddenly, the light bulb above the head went black, and the sudden darkness made everyone uncomfortable. They almost subconsciously turned their heads and looked at the light bulb above the head.

The light bulb became brighter in an instant, and the brightness exceeded the brightness just now at this moment. Then, "bang", the light bulb made a light sound.

Countless glass fragments came out from the light bulb, and several Soviets who were closest to them screamed.

The light bulb is powered by a 220 volt power supply. When the voltage exceeds 250 volts, the filament will be burned instantly. When it exceeds 300 volts, the hot tungsten wire melt will drip onto the glass at the bottom of the bulb, making a puff, burning a hole in the glass. If it exceeds 350 volts, the large amount of heat accumulated in a short time will completely turn the bulb into a bomb, and the glass will instantly collapse and fly to all directions. Although its power is incomparable to grenades, this sudden situation will catch people off guard.

At the same time, the radios also started to smoke in an instant.

"Logistics soldier!" Kurikov shouted: "Power failure, restore power supply quickly."

At this moment, Kurikov knew that there was a problem with the power supply system. This was a power supply accident, which was caused by the unstable voltage of the generator. As he shouted, two technical soldiers in the room ran out.

"Dada." At this moment, gunfire came from outside.

After Mhamad used a generator to destroy the power equipment, he jumped out of the generator and pulled the trigger.

With the gunshots, two Soviet soldiers who were watching from the roof were shot and fell from it.

The gunshots were the signal. In the darkness, Osama picked up his AKM rifle and pulled the trigger towards the Soviet soldiers standing guard opposite.

The bullet swept past like a storm. The Soviet sentry, caught off guard, was immediately hit by a fierce bullet and fell down screaming.

The Soviet machine gunner on the roof reacted and lay on the roof, pulled the bolt, and the machine gun in his hand made a scattering sound, and a shuttle of bullets swept towards Osama and others.

Suddenly, his body trembled, there was a hole in his head, and the machine gun in his hand was released weakly.

In the house in the distance, Hwaja continued to turn his gun and aimed at the next target. For him, the Soviets in front of him were all lambs to be slaughtered.

One shot, another shot, the Soviet soldiers facing attacks in the darkness did not know that there was a sniper in the distance, constantly plundering their lives.

After killing the opponent's machine gun, the pressure of the guerrillas suddenly eased. Osama and others rushed out of their hiding place and rushed into the yard in a few steps.

Just as he jumped into the yard, Osama's body shrank back quickly.

"Da da da da da." The flames appeared on the window, and the people inside reacted in an instant and began to occupy the strong room to resist. They only had to hold on for a minute, or even for a few dozen seconds. Soviet soldiers who heard the gunshots would come from all directions.

The damn guerrillas actually came to the town and tried to sneak attack their own command center! Hiding behind a solid brick wall, Kurikov calmly commanded the battle.

The room was full of commanders, most of them had no weapons, only a few were equipped with pistols, and the only automatic weapon was the AK-74 of the two guards. They hid behind the window and kept firing at the Afghan guerrillas who jumped in outside.

Although they were sneak attacked, their reaction was so fast. After fighting on the battlefield in Afghanistan for several years, the 108th Division had been honed.

The Soviet soldiers guarding outside the town were returning to the rescue quickly, and Osama and others had even heard the messy footsteps in the distance.

"Grenade!" Osama shouted, took out a grenade, pulled a pull ring, and threw it inside.

The head was very high, and the grenade flew over the wall and rolled in through the window.

In the narrow space, the power of the grenade explosion will increase, and the flying shrapnel will kill many people inside.

Kurikov heard the gurgling sound, looked down and was shocked.

"Grenade!" Kurikov shouted: "Do not!"

The room was so big that I might have to be injured wherever I could hide. Just as Kurikov shouted and retreated, a radio soldier ran up and then covered the grenade with his body.

"Boom!" The grenade exploded, and all the shrapnel plunged into the radio soldier's body. With the explosion's airflow, his body almost flew up half a meter high, and then fell down heavily.

"Kovic!" Kurikov shouted. If it weren't for this young warrior, the people in the room would have fallen into a blockbuster.

Kurikov's eyes turned blood red. He ran to the window a few steps and kept firing outside with his pistol.

Damn guerrillas! Kurikov was extremely angry.

"If you can't rush in, let's retreat!" Ramale shouted: "If you don't leave, we will be surrounded."

Unexpectedly, the Soviets' resistance would be so strong. Listening to the sound of footsteps in the distance, Ramale began to feel a little anxious.

"Even if they are killed in battle, they will kill the Soviet command!" When he heard Ramal say he wanted to retreat, Osama immediately looked serious: "For the sake of holy war, we are not afraid of death! We will definitely not be deserters!"

Instructor Mhamad told us that only by protecting ourselves can we eliminate the enemy! Ramal wanted to say this but did not say it. Everyone around him was throwing contemptuous eyes at him.

"For the sake of holy war, rush in!" Osama said, picking up his gun and rushing in through the door again, where bullets flew.

"Buzz, buzz." At this moment, the roar of the engine came from behind.

Turning back, they first saw the back of a truck. The car was driving upside down at this time, very fast, and the driver was so crazy!

Look at the way the car is back, it is right here. If you don’t hide, you might be knocked to the ground and crushed under the wheels in the next moment.

Just as Osama was in a dilemma, a shout came from the car: "Get in the car!"

The other party was not speaking Russian, but pure Afghanistan. The guerrillas were immediately happy. It was Fashim!

"Quick, retreat!" At this time, Osama no longer insisted. He only listened to Mhamad's order. Now the car was Fahim, and the one driving the vehicle must be Mhamad!

The barefoot guerrillas stepped on the stone road and rushed towards the direction of the truck. At this time, the truck just stopped the truck with a puff.

At the intersection of the street, a team of Soviet soldiers had already appeared. When they saw the situation here, they immediately squatted down and formed a combat formation, holding their own AK-74 rifles and were about to shoot here.

"Quick, open fire!" Mhamad's voice came from the cab.

"I understand." At this time, Fahim, who was sitting on the truck's truck, had a smile on his face. In front of him was a double-equipped 23mm anti-aircraft gun! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!