At midnight, on a section of railway tracks north of Sorochinsk, there were an out-of-light armored train. The huge turrets that were trunk on the carriage were like medieval castles under the dim moonlight.

"... The 24, 35, 31st Army stationed in Orenburg and its east defense line will retreat northward to Ufa via Sakmara and cooperate with friendly forces to block the enemy's left-wing army south of Ufa."

In a unarmed carriage in the middle of the train, General Nakasze, the commander of the Russian Volga Front, was wiping the beads of sweat that were constantly oozing from his head while listening to a telegram that the staff officer was about to send to the Moscow Base Camp.

"The 1st and 2nd Armored Army, the 3rd Cavalry Army, and the 23rd and 30th Army, which are stationed in the defense line west of Orenburg, will block the enemy's right-wing army in the Sorochinsk area under the command of the 1st Armored Army."

"The 32nd Army, directly under the Front, will restrain the enemy's central army in the Perevorocs base area, and after completing the mission, it will scatter into the northern mountainous area and retreat to Ufa around the small road."

"The 1st Panzer Army will defend Sorochinsk at all costs until the main force of the Ural Front successfully retreated to the Volga line. Before that, please dispatch all armor and anti-armor units that can be mobilized to come for reinforcement..."

Hearing this, Nakasize waved the wet towel in his hand: "Very good, just send it like this."

After sending off the staff, Nakasize turned around and nodded at a ferocious old serviceman, indicating that he could speak.

"The other party may have seen our movements clearly. After clearing away Perevorodsky's resistance, the central army should immediately move towards Sorochinsk and concentrate its efforts to break through the defense here."

The "old serviceman"'s obviously burned face could no longer show a human-understood expression. Only Nakasize could feel his complex emotions at this moment from the tone of his old boss named Alexei Alexeiev Brusilov.

But Brusilov was not in the mood to worry about the feelings of his old subordinates, and he said to himself: "Including the enemy tanks restored after the seizure of the last battle, our so-called 1st armored army, there are less than 250 available tanks in total, one-third of which are only equipped with machine guns and short-barrel artillery - no anti-armor capability at all."

"According to reliable information, the enemy has already transferred the main force of the 1st Armored Army in Siberia to Central Asia. The number of tanks in this part alone exceeded 600. Based on an intact rate of 80%, the actual tanks that can be put into combat can reach 480. Although the enemy's Second Armored Army in Central Asia suffered a large loss in the last battle, given the good recovery of traffic lines in this area, after more than two months of supplementation, the intact rate is likely to be restored to 60%, and the actual available number should be more than 360."

"——The total number of the two can be more than 840 vehicles, which is more than three times that of our army. And the technical performance of tanks is generally higher than that of our army."

"In terms of anti-tank capabilities, the various types of so-called anti-tank guns in our army are simply transformed from naval guns, with limited performance. In many cases, 76.2mm field guns from divisions have to be misappropriated for anti-tank operations, so that the artillery suppression firepower of each division, which is not advantageous, is further weakened."

"However, the 76.2mm field gun is not equipped with special armor-piercing bombs. When direct grenade fires, it is almost impossible to penetrate the enemy's new Leopard-style improved tanks head-on."

"The only legal Sanshamon M1916 heavy tank that can face the enemy's new tank head-on is equipped with 75mm cannons and concrete destruction bombs. However, after the loss of the last battle, it has not been supplemented. Currently, there are less than 20 vehicles left and can operate normally..."

Seeing the expression on Nakassize's face becoming more solemn, Brusilov paused and predicted with regret in his tone: "Anyway, what I want to say is that you must be mentally prepared. In order to save the entire front, the entire Eastern front and the entire Russia, as necessary sacrifice, this armored legion that you have created and strengthened by yourself will probably be destroyed here."

"At that time, I will die with this legion."

Nakasize's eyes didn't seem to be joking.

"No, you have to survive. Even if Russia really can't stand the day of victory, there must be someone who insists on fighting. Persist until the day of national liberation and rejuvenation, until the war is truly over, the valuable knowledge and experience you have accumulated over the years must not be wasted in the coffin!"

...

As the morning light first appeared, Zhong Yi poked out half of his body from the turret of his "Flying Wolf Gai" light chariot, opened his eyes wide and looked at the ground in front of him, in order to prevent the chariot from suddenly falling into a gully or crater.

The shells kept whistling past the head. The roar of the cannons on both sides intertwined closely, and the smoke and fog filled with each other. In Zhong Yi's opinion, the visibility was not much better than the night.

On the map in Zhong Yi's mind, this is a nameless valley west of Sorochinsk. His chariot company was following the 1st Armored Cavalry Brigade of the Imperial Guards to circumvent behind the enemy.

However, the current dense sound of cannons proves one thing: the enemy was prepared for a long time, and today's battle will never be easy.

The whizzing sound of the bullet flying past his side reminded Zhong Yi: the enemy's position is not far away. For safety reasons, you should immediately return to the turret and close the hatch and command the battle.

Zhong Yi did not move.

The visibility is still very low. Looking forward, the outline of the enemy formation is blurry and difficult to distinguish. After a glance back, the accompanying infantry and "camel" armored vehicles were gone.

At this time, when you get into the turret, you won’t be able to eat guns for the time being. It’s even more difficult to grasp the surrounding situation from the periscope with a narrow field of vision. The chance of not being able to eat shells is greatly increased.

You can't die inexplicably.

The chariot continued to move forward, and the shrill and deadly whizzing sound was getting closer and closer. From time to time, stray bullets hit the steel plates that were only more than one centimeter thick, making a heart-shaking sound. Zhong Yi was still standing upright on the turret, and Ruju's eyes tried hard to drill through the smoke to find something.

The front of the car suddenly raised, and Zhong Yi realized that it was about to go uphill.

Wherever the eyesight is reaching, the craters are getting denser and denser, and the chariot is bumpy like a small boat in the waves. Zhong Yi has to bend down and grab the handrail next to the hatchback - it is too embarrassing to be thrown off the chariot before he sees the enemy.

After crushing over a broken tree that was cut by shrapnel, the smoke and mist immediately disappeared. In the woods on the top of the slope, countless flames spewed wildly in the direction where Zhong Yi was!

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Chapter completed!