Chapter 11: Grab the Kamaz

The driver didn't have time to think about it. He stepped on the clutch with his left foot and pushed a short operating lever forward with his right hand.

"Puff." Along with the sound of compressed air, a slight shaking sound came from the gearbox in front.

This Kamaz truck is the main transport truck of the 40th Army. This truck has six thick tires. Normally, it is only driven by the rear tires, which is more fuel-efficient.

And if you reach mountainous areas or difficult roads, just operate the operating lever and connect the transfer case, and it will become all-wheel drive, with good off-road capabilities.

Now, the roads in front and behind are blocked. If you want to escape quickly, you can only drive off the road and escape from the land below.

Fortunately, this is not the valley where the tank was ambushed last time. It can only accommodate one tank. Although the two sides are steep, trucks can still pass through easily.

After connecting to the front drive, Kamaz becomes an all-wheel drive off-road weapon. The driver steps on the accelerator hard and releases the clutch.

"Buzz, buzz." The engine in front roared, and the thick tires turned. The Kamaz almost rolled and crawled as it drove off the road, and then rushed forward.

Bumping, bumping, and bumping non-stop. Even so, the company commander Victor kept urging, hurry up, hurry up!

They were driving forward, and there was not enough space to turn around, and it would also waste time. Therefore, although Victor did not give any orders, the driver knew that the only way for them to survive at this time was to leave here quickly and run to the outpost.

The guerrillas didn't dare to provoke the outpost.

At this time, there was fire everywhere behind and the front was terrible. Looking at the overturned BMP infantry fighting vehicle, Victor knew that only he and a few others survived this time.

Jump off the truck and fight these guerrillas? That's the job of the combat troops. They are just transport troops. Run away!

"Creaky, creaky." As the wheels were bumping up and down, the chassis was under tremendous impact. The sturdy and durable characteristics of Soviet trucks were brought to the extreme at this time. Even the most outstanding Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle in the West would probably break down under such circumstances.

Kamaz persisted and rushed forward. Behind him, several guerrillas had already caught up with him like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

On one side of the hillside, a sniper adjusted his breathing, held the SVD sniper rifle steadily, followed the car's turn, and then pulled the trigger.

The clear sound of the firing pin hitting the bullet primer entered my ears, and then, with a "bang", a bullet flew out from the muzzle.

The bullet quickly flew through the air and pierced into the tire of the KAMAZ truck.

Khwaja knew Muhammad's tactics, so he deliberately kept the truck, but he had to stop the truck, so he had no choice but to hit the truck's tires.

Once a normal truck tire is hit by a bullet, it will immediately lose air, and then the vehicle will become uncontrollable and will definitely stop. At that time, it will be the time for our side to capture the truck.

However, after waiting for two seconds, the bullet should have flown past, but Hewaja saw that the truck was still running forward with all its might.

What Hewaja didn't know was that the tires of this off-road truck could continue to drive for a while even if they were hit.

Kamaz was still running and had already passed the unfortunate infantry fighting vehicle. If it went a little further, it would be able to escape the ambush here.

At this moment, a person suddenly jumped out from the front.

With a towel wrapped around his head, a robe on his body, and a bullet bag on his chest, he looked like a genuine Afghan guerrilla.

I didn't expect that there were guerrillas hiding here!

When Muhammad saw the explosion at the scene, he thought that the entire convoy had been wiped out. Now that he saw that there was still one car caught, he immediately chased after it.

Muhammad took a shortcut, and the stone where he was hiding was very close to here. Although the big truck had six wheels and was running at full speed off-road, it was still not as fast as Muhammad.

Muhammad ran over and stood in front of the car as if he was seeking death, because he knew that the soldiers in the car were only concerned with escaping and probably didn't even take out their guns.

This is a transport vehicle, not an infantry fighting vehicle, so there are no shooting holes on the vehicle. The windows of this truck are not even open, so the people inside will not pose a threat to themselves. As for the cargo box at the back, it is even more unbearable for people to stand.

Muhammad pulled the safety of the AKM in his hand without any hesitation. At this time, it had been adjusted to the continuous firing state. Then, he pulled the trigger, and a tongue of fire slanted over.

"Bang, bang, bang." Sure enough, the bullets hit the glass of the truck, but failed to penetrate it, only creating countless cracks on the glass.

This truck has double rows of seats, unlike other trucks, and there is an antenna on the top. Muhammad knew it was special. Now, he shot bullets at it and verified his judgment. The glass of this truck is actually bulletproof glass!

If a 12.7mm caliber gun was used, or equipped with armor-piercing bullets, the glass could be penetrated and the people inside could be killed. But now, the 7.62mm caliber assault rifle in Muhammad's hand could not penetrate it at all.

Muhammad had no intention of shooting through, so he didn't even aim. As if he wasn't afraid of wasting bullets, he just shot at the glass.

Although bullets cannot penetrate bulletproof glass, bullets can still shatter the glass into pieces.

After all the bullets in this magazine had been fired, the entire bulletproof glass could no longer be seen clearly, with dense cracks all over it.

This is exactly the effect we want! Muhammad moved aside and saw the truck swaying. Then, the glass on one side opened, revealing a head.

"Bang." As soon as the head appeared, it was seen to have burst into pieces, and blood sprayed all over the car window.

As the front glass was blurred, the people in the car could not see the road clearly and could only stick their heads out to see. When they stretched their heads out, their heads were blown up. Although Muhammad could not see far away, he knew it must have been done by Khawaja.

The one who was hit was the driver. As soon as the driver died, the iron thing that had just roared stopped immediately.

"Come down, everyone come down!" said Muhammad, pointing his gun at the people inside.

In fact, at that moment, Muhammad had not yet finished changing the magazine, and now his gun was empty and could not shoot at all.

However, the Soviet soldiers inside were all terrified. Although they were also soldiers, they were from the transport unit and would not easily participate in front-line battles. Especially since the driver's head had just been blown up and blood had sprayed all over their bodies, which made them feel even more frightened.

Muhammad pointed his gun at them and shouted at them in fluent Russian. His voice echoed in their ears, but their minds went blank.

Beads of sweat as big as beans oozed out of Victor's head. He clearly remembered that a few days ago, several armored soldiers were captured. As a result, they were booby-trapped by these guerrillas. The soldiers of two elite reconnaissance squads on his side were all killed by the booby traps.

Today, two mines dropped by the guerrillas left only one of our vehicles. Moreover, the enemy chose the timing very well.

It is very likely that this group of guerrillas is the same group as the one a few days ago. In this case, if several of us are captured, we will probably be booby-trapped.

The scene of being blown to pieces gave Victor the courage to run away! He would die anyway.

Thinking of this, Victor suddenly opened the car door and jumped down. While jumping, he took out the AKS74U assault rifle from behind and was about to shoot at Muhammad.

Muhammad was standing in front of the truck, while Victor jumped out from the right door, taking advantage of the cover of the vehicle. Moreover, the sniper on the left was in the blind spot of his shooting.

Let's kill this guy first! Victor mustered up his courage. The rear door opened, and two Soviet soldiers followed the company commander down.

"Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta." There were two short bursts of three-point fire from an assault rifle. Then, Victor felt a pain in his back. Without turning his head to look, he knew that the guerrillas behind him had arrived.

Just now his eyes were focused on the guy in front of him, but who knew that this guy was just trying to attract his attention, damn guerrilla!

Victor wanted to turn his head to see who shot him, but he felt weak all over and slowly fell down.

Muhammad breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the three guys jumped down, Muhammad instinctively wanted to hide to the side. His tall and mighty image was about to be ruined.

Fortunately, the guerrillas behind were powerful and killed the three Soviets without hurting themselves.

"Instructor, you are so powerful!" At this time, a man ran over from behind. It was the man who fired the gun.

The voice was familiar, and Muhammad looked up and saw Durrani.

Just now, Muhammad jumped in front of the truck and fired a volley of bullets, stopping the truck. The guerrillas chasing behind saw it and immediately admired Muhammad.

The two bombs that were modified from tank shells were incredibly powerful. Not to mention the truck, even the infantry fighting vehicle was blown over, and the people inside were killed. The guerrillas were already convinced, and now, seeing Muhammad being so fearless and courageous, they all respected him very much.

In this world, only the strong can survive!

"Stop talking nonsense, get in the car and hide carefully." said Muhammad.