Chapter 101

"How many times do you say this is this month?" In the meeting room of 103 airborne division, the teacher Xie Miao angrily questioned his subordinates. All the cadres above the regiment level in the division were called over. They could hear a needle drop quietly at the scene.

"I'll tell you for the fifth time. Does every bullet and grain have to be airlifted from China? " Xie Miao's every censure made the army cadres sweat on their foreheads. Now the leaders are in a state of anger. Whoever comes out first will have bad luck.

"They don't talk! Then I'll call the roll! " Xie Miao's sharp eyes swept over the cadres below. At the moment, none of the guys sitting below dared to make eye contact with Xie Miao. Everyone bowed their heads. On the surface, they were reviewing, but in fact, they were afraid of being pulled out as a model. The youngest one sitting below was also the commander. Xie Miao's sharp eyes swept over them one by one, and finally stopped on grachov, the commander of 354 regiment.

"Comrade Grachev!" Mr. Xie Miao's call completely dispelled the last illusion in Grachev's heart, and Grachev quickly got up to salute.

"Comrade Grachev, it's OK for others to sit down and not say a word, but do you still want to sit there? Who is the man who attacked us? I know without investigation that the guerrillas are in the pagman area. Have you just forgotten what happened to your paratroopers at the end of last year? " Xie Miao said sternly.

"I didn't forget, sir!" Answered Grachev gravely.

"Good! I'll give you a chance to take revenge now! " Xie Miao said firmly.

"Is there only one regiment? Can we have other groups work with us? " Said Grachev, somewhat embarrassed.

"Isn't it enough for your regiment to have more than 1000 people?" Mr. Xie Miao's sentence completely blocked Grachev's thought. Grachev could only accept the task in the sympathetic eyes of his colleagues.

On the way back to the regiment headquarters, grachov had been thinking about how to suppress the bandits. The orders from the higher authorities could not be regarded as a fart. Even if they were harsh, they would have to be carried out. The senior officials would kill people, not to mention the teachers. Grachev's mind was in a mess. He couldn't think of a clue at all. Last time he had a flash of inspiration on the battlefield, he didn't think he would be as good as he was at that time in his whole life. Although Grachev was not smart enough, he knew who was really smart, and he was a good man. So the only thing Grachev wanted to understand along the way was to listen to lebede. As soon as he returned to the 354 regiment, grachov could not wait to call lebed.

"Lebede, I just received a new task from the division - to attack the guerrilla forces in the pagman area. I want to hear what you think. " As soon as lebede entered the door, Grachev pressed him on the sofa. After a simple conversation, Grachev spoke frankly about the new orders sent by the division.

"Who do we work with?" As soon as lebed heard that he had a mission, he became nervous. This was his first mission in the 354 regiment.

"Only ourselves!" Said Grachev regretfully.

"It's just us. How can it be?" On hearing this, lebede stood up in surprise.

"It's not because of the paratrooper test that happened years ago. There's no way. That's what the army is like. There is no backstage, you can only be slaughtered. " Grachev complained that there was something in it that he said to lebede.

"I understand your difficulties. I'm also a new comer. I only know you as a senior here." Lebede didn't say the following words, and he didn't need to. From Grachev's eyes, lebede knew that Grachev had recognized the meaning of lebede's taking refuge.

"Do you have any plans?" Asked Grachev.

"Please let me think about it? Do you have a map of the pagman area? " Asked lebed hastily.

Grachov quickly took out the map of pagman area and spread it out on his desk. They studied it carefully with a magnifying glass.

After half a sound, grachov threw the magnifying glass aside and rubbed his sour eyes. Lebede was still lying there watching carefully. Grachev went to the coffee pot, made two cups of coffee, brought them over, and handed one to lebede.

Lebed took the cup, his eyes still on the map. After a while, lebede finally stopped indulging in the map. He straightened up and said to grachov, "the area of pagman is not small. Although it is a plain, it is impossible to catch them with our regiment's strength alone, because it is backed by mountains. As soon as there is any disturbance, they will flee into the mountains. Even if we are immortals, they can't help it. "

These words are not new to Grachev, as can be seen from what lebede said. Pagman region is located in the northwest of Afghanistan, guarding the two main traffic arteries of Afghanistan passing through the northwest of Kabul. The road from tezmer in the north to Kandahar in the south is between pagman and Kabul. It can be said that the traffic line in the west of Kabul is completely under pagman's eyes.

"Any specific ideas?" Then asked Grachev.

"Yes, a little immature." With a smile on his face, lebede replied that grachov knew that lebede must be more modest. In fact, he was quite sure.

"Say what you think!" Grachev can't wait to hear lebed's ideas.

"I noticed the ambush in our transport team last time. It was very interesting!" Said lebed, pointing to the map. Before Grachev could ask any more questions, lebede had begun to explain it on the map.

"You see, there are mountains on both sides, caves and tunnels behind, and the river Kabul ahead." Grachev nodded to show understanding.

"If we blockade the bridge across the Kabul River and the cave behind it, the enemy in the canyon will not be able to run at all." Grachev understood lebede's meaning, but he still did not know lebede's plan. So he nodded again to show that he understood.

"If we lure the enemy to the valley area, then seal them in, and attack the enemy on the mountains on both sides of the road with armed helicopters, we can wipe them out at one stroke. So we just need to organize another transport team to pass by and lure the enemy! It's just that the troops that are used as bait will be in great danger and may be completely destroyed. " When lebede finished his plan, he picked up his cup and took a sip of his coffee, which had been dropped twice.

By this time, Grachev had fully understood. The plan was perfect. Only one bait was needed, but did the transport team really work? What if the guerrillas don't come! We need a temptation that the enemy can't resist. By the way, shagliaosha! Grachov already had the most perfect bait in his heart. In the last battle, Vasili killed the younger brother of hafizola, the leader of the armed forces in the pagman area. As long as we let out the news that seryosha had killed him, hafizola had no reason not to come.