Chapter 44: Rebellion

Several former Soviet special forces soldiers who had become abandoned soldiers and were destined to die on the battlefield quietly replaced their empty magazines. They knew better than anyone else what kind of army they were facing.

What kind of army, or in other words, what kind of nation!

"Soldiers, tell me, why are you entering Afghanistan? What are you doing here?!"

"In order to complete our mission and to help them resist the invasion!"

Twenty years ago, when they were a group of well-trained boy scouts but with almost zero actual combat experience, they shouted slogans like this that now seem really ridiculous and walked into the invasion as invaders.

Afghanistan is a poor land but has a long history.

At that time, they had hundreds of tanks, armored vehicles and military trucks operating together. When these purest weapons of war carefully crafted by humans advanced together on the ground, hundreds of high-power diesel engines roared, and the tracks rolled on the rough road.

With the shock that the whole earth trembled together, and from time to time, armed helicopters flew low over their heads, bringing up large tracts of yellow sand, forming a series of lines of sight in the empty Afghan mountainous area.

Like an irreversible torrent of steel.

They were full of momentum and self-confidence, and their offensive was even more unstoppable. It only took a few days to "liberate" the entire Afghanistan. But after all, they still underestimated this. In the two thousand years of history, the war has never been

The extinguished warrior nation underestimated the determination of the Afghans to resist foreign humiliation!

For Afghans, killing people piously on the battlefield, or dying in a pious battle, is a supreme honor! And this kind of religious thinking has been intensified in the al-Qaeda organization established by the terrorist leader.

If you have never fought against the Afghans on the battlefield, you will never imagine what a terrible sense of oppression they will have on the enemy when they attack! Whether they are Afghan guerrillas or members of the terrorist leader Al Qaeda, they can’t even call them

Professional soldiers, they are soldiers when they pick up their guns, and they are responsible for production when they put down their guns.

When faced with machine gun fire on the battlefield, they would not make any military evasive movements. They did not understand the stepped cover of the children of the Special Forces, and they did not bother to roll and crawl on the ground to reduce casualties. They were facing

When the enemy's position launches a frontal attack, they will not even waste their energy by running and charging until there is a bayonet battle!

They just held the weapons in their hands flatly, with piety and glory from the heart, striding towards death. All of their feet lifted and fell together. In the darkness, they formed a low sound like the beating of war drums.

And powerful rhythm.

Several former Soviet veterans who were seriously injured and unable to retreat from the battlefield looked at each other, and their eyes finally fell on the small mountain peak more than 200 meters away. They respected the most in their lives, and they could

The man who is said to be both a teacher and a father is right there, directing the rest of the brothers and trying every possible means to build defenses on top.

When the sound of automatic rifle fire came from the foot of the mountain, the former Soviet soldiers who were carrying stones and using all methods to make their temporary trenches stronger suddenly froze. Looking down from their position, they

It can be clearly seen that in the spray of flames, bullets fiercely cut through the darkness of nothingness, bringing out a brilliance like a meteor.

Those former Soviet soldiers who were seriously injured and stayed on the battlefield to snipe the enemy kept firing. As the bullet casings flew, one enemy after another fell to the muzzle of their guns. But after all, they only had a few people and only a few rifles.

, they have no heavy machine guns that can form suppressive firepower on the battlefield, and they have no mortars. No matter how hard they shoot, dozens of times more powerful than themselves, with the support of spiritual beliefs, the enemy who is not afraid of death at all is still getting closer and closer.

The closer.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Seeing that the position at the foot of the mountain was about to be defeated in the enemy's first charge, at this critical moment, a series of explosions suddenly sounded, and large groups of flames, with an astonishing frequency of once per second, were terrifying.

The molecules rose up in the middle. It was in these big explosions that one after another, shrapnel and gravel were mixed with the shock wave and splashed everywhere.

Those base terrorists who sang war songs with no regrets in their hearts, thinking that they were the sky, the earth, God, and the master, and that they were about to win a decisive victory. Before they could figure out what was going on, they already fired grenades.

They were smashed down on their heads, and in the successive explosions, they were more like wheat swept by a sickle, falling one after another.

I watched helplessly as a grenade hit a terrorist directly. I watched as a large ball of flames rolled up with the terrorist's body as its core, and a pile of sticky, God-knows-what bezoars.

Goubao's trick, mixed with all the blood in the terrorist's body, really shot up to a height of three meters, and then covered a twenty-meter radius.

The former Soviet soldiers who saw this scene really didn't know whether the terrorist was killed by the bomb, or whether he was directly killed by a grenade that flew in a straight line like a bullet!

Faced with this shocking reversal, a soldier lying behind a rock, breathing heavily while replacing a new magazine for his rifle, straightened his neck and shouted into the portable walkie-talkie: "

Well done Tiger!"

The person who can produce a volley of artillery bombardment effects at the most critical moment is of course Tiger among them, who serves as both a heavy machine gunner and an artilleryman!

Yes, they are in dire straits and are isolated and helpless, but don't forget, the tiger has not only an N249 general-purpose machine gun, but also a Chinese-made QLZ87 automatic grenade launcher!

Don't look at this qlz87 automatic grenade launcher manufactured by the Chinese arsenal. Without the tripod support, it only weighs 12 kilograms, but it directly uses a drum with a capacity of 15 rounds. If you really can't imagine this kind of

The grenade launcher looks like an old-fashioned rotary light machine gun that was most commonly seen on the battlefield during World War II.

In fact, when necessary, you can definitely use the qlz87 automatic grenade launcher as a light machine gun to fire directly and continuously, putting fifteen rounds of 35mm caliber grenades in the drum, with an effective killing radius of up to 11 meters.

Shoot them all out, creating a platoon-like bombardment effect in a short period of time.

After hearing the praise of his companions through the radio, Tiger grinned. Before he could say anything, his pupils suddenly shrank into the most dangerous needle shape. Two balls of fire were visible to the naked eye.

It suddenly shot out from the darkness more than 400 meters away, and at an astonishing speed as lightning, it slammed into the place where the tiger was standing.

"Holy shit!"

Tiger let out a low roar. He threw away the grenade launcher in his hand and threw himself to the ground. Before his body hit the ground, hot air waves were already mixed with burning steel pieces and passed over his head fiercely.

.The tiger, which was almost blown away by the enemy with an RPG rocket launcher four hundred meters away, fell heavily on the uneven ground made of rocks with the most embarrassing posture.

Coffman shouted from afar: "Tiger, how are you doing?"

Tiger didn't check his body at all. He didn't even reach out to wipe off the scars on his forehead. He didn't know whether they were caused by shrapnel or gravel. He rushed over quickly and picked up the things he had just thrown to the ground to avoid the shelling.

grenade launcher, after careful inspection

, this man who was over two hundred and twenty centimeters tall, more majestic than an adult black bear, and might actually be able to strangle an adult black bear to death with his bare hands, grinned upward, showing a big smile, and stretched his neck

, responded loudly: "It's okay, you're fine!"

At this moment, Tiger's body suddenly trembled violently. He lowered his head, and a pale despair suddenly appeared on his face. He dodged the attack of two rockets, but in the end he still did not avoid it.

Fire a bullet that comes out of nowhere.

The tiger was wearing a bulletproof vest. The bullet that hit the tiger from hundreds of meters away did not penetrate his bulletproof vest, but this does not mean that the tiger would be safe and sound. In some police and gangster shootout war movies, we can often see

When the protagonist puts on a body armor, he becomes an immortal superman. In fact, unless it is a nano body armor that is so expensive that even ordinary special forces cannot afford it, the bulletproof effect of ordinary body armor is definitely not as good as we imagined.

So exaggerated.

The bullet that hit the tiger should have been a sniper rifle bullet. After it shattered the special ceramic piece padded in the body armor, the remaining kinetic energy broke the tiger's ribs. The most terrifying thing is that the bullet broke the tiger's ribs.

The ribs turned upside down and pierced the tiger's internal organs, causing fatal stab wounds.

Tiger stared blankly at the wound on his chest, letting the blood flow down through the body armor. He suddenly pulled out his fighting saber, pried off the bullet embedded in the body armor, and took a closer look.

The tiger suddenly grabbed the grenade launcher and used it

He aimed at a certain direction in the darkness, but just before he pulled the trigger, a tongue of flame more than a foot long suddenly rose from a certain position in the dark distance. The gunshot had not been heard yet.

The second sniper rifle bullet hit the tiger again.

In full view of everyone, the second bullet fired from the same sniper rifle penetrated directly through the tiger's body, and finally hit a huge rock behind him, sending out a cloud of sparks. This time, the opponent used something shocking.

It is a special steel-core bullet that can directly penetrate the armor of a light tank at close range!

The second bullet not only penetrated the tiger's body, but also penetrated his heart, directly killing him. Even if the tiger was dead, his hands were still holding on to the grenade launcher.

Standing upright on the ground, his eyes were still looking quietly at a certain direction in the darkness in the distance. On his face, in addition to the despair and paleness common to a normal human being after suffering a fatal injury, there was also a deep look of shock and confusion.

anger.

The tiger will never rest in peace!

Tiger is not a rookie, he is a veteran who has experienced hundreds of battles. He clearly knows how to use terrain and bunkers on the battlefield to protect himself from attacks. Even if the opponent is a sniper and has thermal imaging or infrared

Similar night sniper aiming equipment is also difficult to hit the tiger.

If you encounter a sudden attack, quickly throw away the heavy weapons on your body, make timely military evasive actions, and then turn around and pick up the weapon you just threw away after the danger is over. This is a tiger who serves as a heavy machine gunner and artilleryman at the same time.

, a habit developed slowly on the battlefield based on one's own technical characteristics and load-bearing requirements.

In other words, within forty seconds after the shelling, as long as there is no injury, the tiger will return to the position where he first operated the grenade launcher. Only by clearly knowing this habit of the tiger and finding the right target in advance

It is possible to put bullets into the tiger's body twice in a row by using a certain sniper point.

"Be careful, there are snipers!"

After warning everyone, Coffman used terrain cover to reach Tiger's side. From Tiger's tightly held left hand, he found the warhead that Tiger had just pried off the body armor with a combat saber.

After just one glance, Coffman's expression also changed. This is a non-standard warhead. In this world, there is only one person who uses this kind of homemade warhead, and that is...the crocodile! Similarly, in this world,

, the crocodile is the only sniper who can take advantage of the tiger's habits, select a sniper spot in advance, and easily kill a veteran like the tiger on the spot!

"Crocodile, I know you can hear me."

The bullets were fired from a distance of 450 to 600 meters, and the walkie-talkies they used had an effective communication range of 2,200 meters without obstacles. Coffman said

He picked up the walkie-talkie and said word by word: "Tell me, why?"

Coffman waited for two minutes, and the familiar sound of the crocodile finally reached Coffman's ears through the radio waves again. Hearing the sound of the crocodile, Coffman couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart,

Before the crocodile answered, although the existing evidence had already explained everything, at least in Coffman's heart, there was still some chance.

"I don't want to take action against any of you, but..." the crocodile whispered: "The tiger's counterattack just now was so fierce that Mr. Khalid Sheikh Mohammed's men paid an unbearable price.

…”

Komaner knew who Khalid was. He was the commander-in-chief of al-Qaeda responsible for terrorist activities in Pakistan, Afghanistan and Central Asia. It was said that he was the chief planner of the September 11th incident in the United States. The entire attack plan, recruiting personnel

The execution was all under his single-handed command, and he could definitely be said to be the right-hand man of the terrorist leader.

As long as he heard Crocodile use a respectful word like "sir" to describe a terrorist whose hands were stained with the blood of innocent civilians, Coffman knew that Crocodile had been exposed to him intentionally or unintentionally in the past few years in Al Qaeda.

The terrorist leader's religious declaration is full of crazy colors, and he has seen more and more believers who have been viciously brainwashed by religious beliefs.

The former Soviet Union has disintegrated. For these professional soldiers who were once the pride of heaven, the contrast in life is so great that ordinary people cannot imagine it. Once they are confused and confused about the future, when they are at their weakest will

, subtly accepted the terrorist leader’s religious extreme ruling ideas, and therefore turned his back on his companions, which is definitely not some Arabian Nights-style news!

By this time, Coffman had no need to say anything more to the crocodile who had already shot at them. He no longer even used the nickname crocodile to call the other party. He whispered: "I promise you, you are dead."
Chapter completed!