On this cold mountain winter night, the kerosene and gas stove in the simple bunker was burning all night long, providing vital warmth to this small space where it was difficult to fully straighten up even when sitting.
At the edge of the bunker, Wei Ran, who was lying against the wall, put the Nikon camera on his suitcase. After some adjustments, he turned towards Abdul, who was sitting against the wall opposite, holding the RPG in his arms.
And Hakim, who was also holding an RPG beside him, pressed the shutter.
After the slightly long exposure, the two men who were busy connecting several 40-round ammunition belts together should have left some shadows on the film.
Satisfied, Wei Ran put away the camera, lay down, covered himself with a dirty blanket full of sand, and closed his eyes.
This night was far less comfortable than last night in the cave, with the crowded space, the howling mountain wind outside the bunker, the low temperature squeezed in from the corners, and the uneven ground beneath me, and of course, the worry about tomorrow.
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All of this made Wei Ran and the two people opposite him wake up from time to time, either peeling back the corner to take a look at the sky outside, or wrapping themselves up in a blanket, and struggled to fall asleep again while tossing and turning.
When Wei Ran woke up again, the morning star outside the blanket was extremely clear, and he was completely sleepless, so he simply climbed out of the bunker and looked at the mountain on the opposite side.
Although it was some distance away, he could still barely see a simple bunker that he had not noticed yesterday evening.
At this time, someone was crawling out of the bunker and waving enthusiastically towards this side - it was Habibullah.
Wei Ran also waved in response, and walked a little further to the other side of the mountain. He chose a stone that looked the most upright as a target, and sprinkled a stream of morning urine with a strong smell of sheep odor.
When he returned to the simple bunker, Abdul and Hakim had also woken up. At this time, they were performing the crucial morning prayer in the bunker.
Without disturbing the two of them, Wei Ran just silently used the flatbread stove with only the last bit of fuel left to boil the remaining mutton soup in the stainless steel pot and gave everyone, including himself, a bowl.
I turned off the oil stove and put it away together with the small stainless steel pot under the cover of the suitcase. I also took out the engineering shovel.
At this time, their morning ritual was not over yet, so Wei Ran did not disturb him too much. He walked a certain distance away alone with a shovel. He first tried to raise his camera to frame the bunker in the distance. After hesitating for a moment,
He took another step back, and then made a sign of the cross with the toe of his shoe on the gravelly ground with satisfaction.
Using this cross as a benchmark, he picked up the engineering shovel and carefully constructed a sufficiently concealed individual bunker.
He couldn't kill anyone this time, so he couldn't help Abdul and Hakim. The only thing he could do was to record everything that was going to happen in detail and objectively at a close enough distance.
Before he could finish his work, Abdul and his two brothers had already finished the morning prayer.
Seeing this, Wei Ran immediately dropped the engineer shovel in his hand, picked up the camera again and said, "Before eating breakfast, let me take a few photos of you."
"Where to shoot?" Abdul asked first.
"You decide," Wei Ran said casually.
"I'll be here"
Hakim said, having put on the RPG rocket launcher again and stood next to the anti-aircraft machine gun, "I'll take pictures here, Victor, please take pictures of me and my weapons."
"no problem"
Wei Ran nodded, took a few steps forward, and used the viewfinder to frame Hakim, who was smiling particularly brightly, and the anti-aircraft machine gun, which he held the barrel of with one hand.
"Give this photo, that letter, and this Bone Blue Whale all to Vader."
Hakim said, taking out the Bone Blue Whale from his arms and handing it to Wei Ran, "If you can find her, whether she has a family or not, tell her that I am dead and died fighting against the Soviet Union.
In the invaders' position."
"If you insist, I will tell you the truth."
Wei Ran solemnly took the palm-sized Bone Blue Whale and stuffed it into his arms.
"It's my turn"
Abdul took off his vest and shook it vigorously. After putting it on again, he walked to the edge of the mountaintop not far away. "Let's take pictures here. Take as many pictures of the Afhan behind me as possible, but
Don’t take pictures of our positions, I want Joya’s memories to be less war-related.”
"As you wish"
Wei Ran raised the camera again and pressed the shutter towards the veteran soldier who was pretending to be happy and showing a cheering expression.
Finally, a photo was taken of the teacher and student in the trench, holding an enamel pot and drinking mutton soup. Wei Ran finished his portion in two or three mouthfuls and finally asked, "Is there anything else I can do for you?"
Of?"
"Just protect yourself"
Abdul said with the kindness of an older man, "We won't have the energy to protect you later, so you have to hide as far away as possible. If we die, you don't need to worry about our bodies and go find Habibullah."
, let him take you out of here.
If he is also dead, you go find any guerrillas who are still alive. If they are all dead, you have to ride a donkey to find Mahbub by yourself. I hope you remember the way back."
"Frankly speaking, I am a road fool."
Wei Ran climbed out of the simple trench and said, "So even if you want me to leave Afhan alive to deliver a message to Hakim, you must survive."
"We try to survive as much as possible." Hakim showed a simple smile, and a large ball of water mist evaporated from his mouth.
"I'll treat you to mutton soup tonight."
After Wei Ran finished speaking, he couldn't help but click the shutter towards them again, then walked towards the unfinished individual bunker not far away, picked up the engineering shovel again and started busy.
In his extremely careful and absolutely professional work, a foxhole that could only allow him to curl up and squat in it was finally dug before the sun reached its highest point.
In order to make the place inconspicuous enough, he even transported all the excavated sand, gravel and soil to a distant place, used them to build a false bunker, and dug out enough grass to bury it around the bunker.
Finally, the dirty blanket was used to complete the capping. Weiran didn't even have time to raise the camera to try it, when a series of explosions suddenly came from the other end of the mountain opposite.
"Hide it!"
Abdul shouted in Russian, but he was already sitting on the base of the anti-aircraft machine gun, skillfully shaking the helicopter and steering gear, and aiming the crosshair at the mountain opposite.
At the same time, Hakim covered the former, the machine gun, and even himself with a piece of felt.
And all of this was recorded one by one by a satellite camera that was specially chosen to be in a relatively high position.
While he waited anxiously, intensive gunfire also came from the direction further away from the explosion, or to be more precise, on the other side of the highway.
However, at this time, on the mountain opposite, in the direction of Habibullah, the guerrillas hiding there did not move. He did not even know how many people were hiding there.
In the continuing exchange of fire, the counterattack firepower became increasingly intensive.
At this moment, Wei Ran also noticed that on the opposite mountain there were two people carrying a recoilless rifle and climbed to the top of the mountain. After taking a brief aim, they fired a round of shells down the mountain.
Immediately afterwards, the two men immediately retreated and asked their only companion to help them finish loading the ammunition. Then they moved a certain distance away, and once again crossed the top of the mountain and fired a round of artillery shells towards the bottom of the mountain.
What if this special code doesn’t run like a feather?
As soon as Wei Ran finished speaking, there was another dull explosion from the other side of the mountain. There was no need to guess. Just by hearing the sound, you knew it must be a landmine.
This answered Wei Ran's doubts. He really couldn't run away, and there was no way he could run away.
In short, both sides of the firefight are now waiting for helicopters or even fighter jets to come to support.
It's like a big gamble. Both sides are betting on whether the ones waiting for support can beat them. As for what the people who came to support are thinking, I'm afraid no one cares at this time.
In the ensuing firefight, Wei Ran clearly saw that one of the guerrillas carrying a recoilless rifle on his shoulder was shot in the body just after he finished firing.
He only had time to throw the recoilless rifle on his shoulder behind him with all his strength, and then he rolled and fell down the mountain.
Without any pause at all, the guerrilla who was originally responsible for loading the shells picked up the recoilless rifle, stuffed the shells skillfully, carried it precariously on his shoulders, and walked away with another person.
After moving a certain distance, he appeared again and fired a cannonball at the convoy down the mountain.
Although the only two recoilless guns here are far less dense than the suspected Deshka heavy machine guns used by the guerrillas on the opposite mountain, one shot from time to time is probably enough to give the enemies down the mountain a headache.
After nearly half an hour of fighting back and forth, two armed helicopters coming to support finally appeared in the distance!
"Why don't you fight?"
Wei Ran frowned. The Stinger anti-aircraft missile had a range of five kilometers, which was far beyond the range of a machine gun.
But soon, he understood the plan of these people. They probably wanted to fight down both of them!
As the distance between the two sides gradually narrowed, the two guerrillas originally carrying recoilless rifles were the first to drop their heavy weapons and start running wildly.
They are also bait...
Wei Ran pressed the shutter again and again, recording everything that happened in the mountains.
Just when everyone was unprepared, the two helicopters opened fire, and they easily tore apart the two guerrillas running wildly in the valley with their cannons.
At the same time, the Deshka heavy machine gun on the other side of the road finally directed its fire from the road at the foot of the mountain to the helicopter in the air, allowing Wei Ran to clearly see the barrage fired from the opposite side with the help of tracer bullets.
Compared to this dense barrage, the two Mi-24s in the air, as expected, used the classic "wheel tactics" to circle around the guerrillas who were firing at them while strafing them with aircraft cannons.
It was at this time that Abdul opened fire.
Amidst the deafening gunfire, 14.5 mm bullets suddenly hit the Mi-24 that was engaged in a wheel battle and just hit his ass!
In this series of chaotic firefights, the tail fin of the Mi-24 that was hit continuously by the anti-aircraft machine gun was first smashed by the anti-aircraft machine gun, followed closely by a Stinger anti-aircraft missile flying from the other side.
Go up.
During the explosion of the anti-aircraft missile, the helicopter spun around and began to fall. Finally, it fell hard into a narrow valley between two mountains and became silent after several rolls.
But the other helicopter reacted extremely quickly and took off, even throwing out interference bombs that are rarely equipped on Mi-24 helicopters. It narrowly avoided the stinger flying towards it without any damage!
It's going to end...
Wei Ran secretly said something was wrong. If they had just dealt with the helicopter, even if it only suffered some damage, they might still be able to survive. But at this moment, all their positions have been exposed, but the Mi-24 is probably very dangerous.
Will be back soon!
The most important thing is, if he remembered correctly, they only sent two Stinger anti-aircraft missiles this time!
At this moment, he clearly saw an RPG in the bunker opposite, and a man ran out with a Bobosha that he didn't know belonged to.
He almost fell all the way from the mountainside to the valley at the foot of the mountain. Then he immediately got up, took the wave of sand toward the inside of the helicopter wreckage, and squeezed the trigger!
When Bobosha's magazine was empty, he immediately threw the submachine gun into the wreckage of the helicopter, and then actually carried the RPG into the wreckage of the helicopter!
It’s Habibullah! That’s Habibullah!
Wei Ran recognized the other party instantly and knew what the other party was planning.
Sure enough, at this time, in the bunker on the opposite mountain, another person also raised the launcher of the anti-aircraft missile and got ready without any concealment.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Not only on the opposite side, but also at the anti-aircraft position not far away, Hakim and Abdul removed the anti-aircraft machine gun from the tripod as quickly as possible.
The prepared one was wrapped in a blanket for cover, and then carried to the other side and thrown directly down the mountain!
Immediately afterwards, the two men worked together to lift the iron oil drum with a capacity of 50 liters and threw it down.
Even though he was some distance away, Wei Ran could still recognize it.
What was in the oil drum was made by the two of them last night by linking five 40-round ammunition chains together. A chain with a total capacity of nearly 200 rounds!
Throwing the most important weapons and ammunition down the mountain, the teacher and student each picked up an RPG rocket launcher and looked at Wei Ran in unison.
As he pressed the shutter again, Abdul pushed lightly, causing Hakim to leave the bunker and hide on the other side of the mountain.
Almost at the same time that they were getting ready, the helicopter also flew over in a circle from a distance, and started to fight back with rockets from a distance!
When Wei Ran pressed the shutter again, rounds of rockets first tore apart the guerrilla on the opposite mountain who was holding a stinger launcher but no longer had anti-aircraft missiles. That was the biggest threat to it.
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At the same time, Abdul also stood in the simple bunker, standing upright, and pulled the trigger towards the Mi-24 outside the range and fired an RPG rocket that was purely to attract firepower!
"boom!"
The RPG that exploded after reaching the self-destruct time successfully attracted the attention of the Mi-24!
"grass!"
Wei Ran realized something was wrong when he saw fire seemingly coming out of the tail of the Mi-24 rocket launcher. He quickly pressed the shutter button for the last time and squatted down, while also using the suitcase he had prepared in advance to block the situation.
On the head.
"Boom boom boom!"
In a series of explosions, the simple bunker where Abdul was located was shrouded in smoke, dust and sand.
Amidst the explosion, the roar of the helicopter also got closer and closer and began to circle. By the way, the machine gun was used to carefully target the anti-aircraft machine gun position, the simple bunker on the mountain on the other side, and even the excavated soil used by the guard.
Careful follow-up shots were fired from the accumulated false bunkers.
Amidst the deafening sound of machine guns, the roar of propellers, and the impact of rocks and sand being blown away, Wei Ran, who was hiding in the foxhole, could no longer care whether he would be discovered. The only thing he could do was
Only a desperate grip serves as a camouflage felt.
Finally, after a long period of follow-up fire, the Mi-24 began to circle and lower its altitude.
Apparently, they were prepared to take the risk to get a closer look at the crashed helicopter, and possibly even to rescue their surviving companions.
At the same time, Wei Ran also popped up and risked raising his camera.
A little earlier than him, Habibullah, who was hiding in the helicopter wreckage, and Hakim, who was hiding on the other side of the mountain, jumped out at almost the same time. In the flying sand and rocks, they headed towards the Mi-24, which they thought had eliminated all threats.
Fired their own rockets!
"boom!"
With an explosion, the RPG fired by Hakim took advantage of its height advantage and hit the cabin near the tail of the Mi-24 first, and exploded.
Objectively speaking, the pilot of this Mi-24 is alert enough, and his gunner's reaction is fast enough.
But at this time, more than one outdated and crude RPG7 rocket flew towards them!
"boom!"
As the second rocket hit the helicopter's cockpit glass head-on, the helicopter spun and began to roll, almost grazing the top of the mountain where the satellite was located and flying to the other side. Finally, "Boom!"
"It hit the valley with a crash!"
After hurriedly clicking the shutter a few times in the direction of the crashed helicopter, Wei Ran looked anxiously at Hakim and Habibullah.
At this time, Habibullah had left the wreckage of the helicopter, grabbing something and running hard in the direction of where they were on the top of the mountain.
Looking at Hakim, he also shouted "teacher" and jumped back to the fire bunker.
After looking into the distance, Wei Ran also climbed out of the foxhole and ran towards the bunker that was almost razed to the ground.
But at this time, he could not find anything complete in this almost filled bunker...
"I thought I was going to die," Hakim said desperately.
"You should be glad now that you survived and the battle is not over yet." Wei Ran had to remind him, he thought they would all die.
"Yes, it's not over yet, not yet..."
Akeem was stunned for a moment, but he didn't even care about Habibullah, who had not yet run up. He turned around and ran towards the other side of the mountain in the direction of the helicopter crash.