Dominate South Asia(rewrite)

boom, creak, creak..." As the sound got closer, the ground seemed to shake.

Hua Dongjie felt a sharp pain in his head. He was lying on the ground, but he felt like he had no strength at all, just like when he first joined the army and was punished by a shameless instructor to do 500 push-ups. The noise was too loud, so he reluctantly opened his eyes.

What on earth was going on? Looking at everything around him, he was not familiar with the terrain at all. Was it another special combat mission? Why didn't he have any impression of it?

Hua Dongjie slowly opened his eyes, and once he opened them, he could never close them again.

Fuck, what is that thing?

Hua Dongjie did not raise his body, only his head. The first thing he saw was the two iron plates that kept moving forward. As they moved, they rolled up half a meter of sand. These were the two tracks, which Hua Dongjie was very familiar with. The creaking sound was the sound made by the two tracks in contact with the ground during the movement.

Behind this track is rising black smoke, which is the result of the tank engine being roughly operated by the tank crew.

Looking up again, Hua Dongjie saw the hemispherical turret and the raised gun barrel.

The gun barrel had a bulge in the middle, which was the gun's smoke extractor. Hua Dongjie thought about all the tanks in the world and recognized them immediately.

T-62! Isn't this the Soviet-made T-62 that has been withdrawn from the front line?

With a severe headache and no strength in his body, Hua Dongjie raised his head and it fell back to the ground. However, the vibration of the ground and the roar of the tank made him feel terrified.

No, there's a problem. This is going to kill me!

That iron lump was coming towards me! The rising black smoke was the damn tank driver stepping on the accelerator, trying to hit me to death! Or, it would be more appropriate to say, run me over!

What happened? Hua Dongjie looked again and found that his camouflage training uniform was gone. He was now wearing a stained robe and a white cloth seemed to be wrapped around his head.

At this time, next to him, there was a long cylindrical object. With just one glance, Hua Dongjie knew that it was a rocket launcher that was very popular in the current anti-terrorism war.

What on earth was going on? Hua Dongjie shook his head vigorously, and he finally remembered that he was the commander of the special operations brigade of the Eastern Sword Special Forces, and was currently studying at the National Defense University. Moreover, according to the news from above, the Military Commission was preparing to follow the example of the US military to establish a special joint operations command across three arms, and wanted to train him as a seedling for the high-level commander of the command.

However, less than half a year after he had studied at the National Defense University, he accepted a mission and followed some classmates to inspect an exercise.

This kind of thing is very common, but this time something unexpected happened.

The Mi-171 helicopter took them directly from the National Defense University. Just as it arrived in Yanjiao, it had a mechanical failure. The tail propeller stopped rotating, and the entire fuselage was spinning like a gyroscope, and the people inside were also spinning.

The helicopter was about to crash when the cabin door suddenly opened and Hua Dongjie was thrown out of the cabin somehow.

You cannot parachute from a helicopter, so helicopters all emphasize their ability to resist crashes. Hua Dongjie was not carrying a parachute when he fell from the air. He only felt the whistling wind on his face, and then he landed on the ground.

Fortunately, the body was not smashed into pieces.

But, after falling down and opening my eyes again, why did it become like this?

Although the surrounding terrain was also rugged and mountainous, it was completely different from the terrain where he fell.

Where is this?

Hua Dongjie closed his eyes, and in an instant, many memories suddenly flooded into his mind.

Muhammad Kamaran, Afghan guerrillas, instructors, Soviet invaders, these things appeared clearly in my mind. It was horrible to travel through time and space to a horrible era and country. Could such a thing be happening to me?

"Crunch, rumble." The sound was getting closer.

Hua Dongjie looked up and saw the huge monster right in front of him!

"The guerrilla in front should be dead." In the roaring tank, the driver clearly stated his judgment through the throat transmitter.

Behind him, the commander, who was sitting in the turret basket and observing through the periscope, immediately gave a brief order: "Don't turn, just run over."

They all spoke Russian.

After destroying this group of guerrillas, the mission here was considered completed. The other tanks of the tank company had already driven away. However, they still left this tank to clean up the battlefield.

For tank soldiers, cleaning up the battlefield means running over the battlefield with tanks and crushing all the corpses!

There was always a bloody smell on their tanks, but the tank commander never got tired of it. Only in this way could he give the damn guerrillas the greatest shock and let them know that this was the fate of going against the Soviet army!

Especially, for those who are not dead, after running over to the middle, pull down the operating lever, the tank will turn, and the tracks will completely crush the person into meat paste in despair!

Although the dust raised by the tank obstructed his vision and he couldn't stick his head out directly, the driver still confirmed that there was only a corpse there.

If we move forward, the body will no longer be visible as it has entered the blind spot of the periscope's narrow field of view.

The driver confirmed that the left track would crush the body. He pushed the gear lever forward and lowered a gear, which would provide more power. Then, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the steel monster roared and drove over.

Although he couldn't see it with his eyes, the driver seemed to be able to feel that the corpse was torn into pieces by the steel teeth under the tracks and then turned into meat paste.

It was just a blink of an eye, and the 580-horsepower engine behind me was still roaring.

"Keep going, go to area number three." The commander shouted, "Meet up with our company."

Black smoke was still rising from the back of the tank. In the black smoke, a figure suddenly stood up.

Hua Dongjie was breathing heavily, looking at the bald back of the T-62's turret that looked like the back of Ge You's head, his face extremely solemn.

Fortunately, no matter how my position was promoted over the years, I never stopped my strict training. In particular, every special forces member had to go through a tank crushing training. The tank rumbled over, and then I had to pass between the two tracks without moving. This was a test of courage and will.

He just adjusted his position and passed right under the tank, thus escaping the disaster.

Now, let this tank die!

The cylinder was already placed on his shoulder.

At this moment, the distance was very close, only about twenty meters, and even a blind person could hit the target. The only problem was that because it was too close, if he fired now, he might get hurt as well.

However, the shortcomings of RPG-7 are also obvious. This thing is uncontrolled. Although it has a targeting system, when it flies too far, only the almighty God knows where it will fly.

So, Hua Dongjie has made up his mind.

If you want me to die, I will kill you!

Hua Dongjie's face was pressed against the heat shield. His gaze, through the sight, brought the back of the tank's cast turret to the center of the sight.

Next, it's time to pull the trigger!

It just so happened that if the opponent had moved forward five more meters, he would have been completely safe. In previous training, Hua Dongjie would always hit the target at a distance of one hundred meters.

But at this moment, I saw the tank's turret turning around.

Damn it!

Sitting in the tank, the field of vision is greatly limited. I am now at the back and have not been seen by the enemy. However, when the enemy's turret turns around, it will be different. The coaxial machine gun on the right side of the artillery can cut me into several pieces.

No need to wait, fire away!

Hua Dongjie held his breath and pulled the trigger.

"Dang." Hua Dongjie seemed to hear the sound of the firing pin hitting the primer of the bullet base. Then, the rocket in front of the rocket launcher flew out. Hua Dongjie fell to the ground quickly and rolled to the side.

The commander of the T-62 tank was just routinely patrolling the surroundings by rotating the turret, but when he turned halfway, the guy with the rocket launcher appeared at the edge of his periscope's field of vision.

"Hurry, speed up, disengage, and turn left!" the commander shouted loudly. His voice could be heard clearly amid the rumbling of the engine even without the in-car intercom.

It was only half a second late. The turret had not turned around yet, and the coaxial machine gun could not hit the man. However, the guy fired a rocket, which would arrive in an instant. At such a close distance, the rocket could fly over in less than half a second.

The driver in front knew that the situation was not good after hearing the captain's shout. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the whole car was filled with the roar of the engine. Then, he pulled the operating lever to the left.

In the periscope, the man had disappeared. Then, there was a huge crash and explosion, a heat wave came, and the commander lost consciousness.

The rocket that Hua Dongjie had high hopes for did not fail in its mission and successfully hit the front armor of the T-62. Under this violent impact, the explosives at the rear of the projectile ignited the explosive charge, and the charge cap specially made for hitting armor generated a powerful metal heat flow, which drilled through the cast armor on the front.

Although the attack was directed at the front, and the front armor of the tank turret was the thickest, it still failed to block the attack of the RPG-7. After a hole was bitten by it like a mosquito sucking blood, the hot metal flow rushed into the vehicle and immediately expanded violently, causing a secondary explosion. The copper pharmaceutical mold cover was also shattered into teardrop-sized hot molten liquid in the explosion, and scattered in the turret like a solid bullet.

The commander and the gunner were hit immediately, and then the shell in the turret exploded. The loader and the driver in front experienced the most magnificent second of their lives in the fire of ammunition.

Hua Dongjie hugged his head with both hands, hoping not to be hit by anything flying. Even without using his eyes to see, he could hear the huge explosion.

Damn, T-72 often explodes, but it is rarely seen with T-62. With such a loud noise, could the turret of this T-62 have been overturned?

After waiting for two seconds, Hua Dongjie finally stood up again.