In Shymkent, on the seventh day of the battle, three-quarters of the city had been captured by the Chinese Army. In just four days, the Chinese Army broke through the city defenses. Krolev had no way to retreat and could only lead his troops.

Persevere in street fighting. Street fighting is a brand new field for both warring parties. Relatively speaking, the Chinese ** team, which has received certain targeted training, has an absolute upper hand in the early stages of street fighting. But the Soviet army has no retreat.

, showed extraordinary tenacity in street fighting, and the complex urban terrain did create a lot of trouble for the Chinese team. The casualties increased suddenly after the street fighting began.

Sun Dali, a company commander of the Third Mountain Division, was a native of Beijing. The turning point that changed his life was when the Autonomous Army entered Beijing that year, and a child from a poor family got an education opportunity. After five years of primary school, Sun Dali was half a civilized person.

, because he could never forget the scene when he saw the army entering the city that day, so he chose to join the army. Because of his outstanding performance, he was recommended to the non-commissioned officer school.

After graduating from the sergeant academy, Sun Dali started working as a deputy platoon commander. Although he had always worked hard, he never went to the Army University. After working for so many years, he became a company commander. However, Sun Dali did not regret it at all. He would never forget it.

One winter, my father's stooped back suddenly stopped because he saw the future and hope.

After entering the city, the casualties of Sun Dali's company gradually increased. The characteristic of street fighting was chaos. He led a platoon to charge left and right for a day before being replaced to rest. After other troops came up, they fought for another two days, and the casualties were far away.

Overtaking the mountain division, the results were not as good. Former commander Chen Changjie had no choice but to order the mountain troops to enter the city again, trying to clear out the Soviet troops in the city on the last day. Sun Dali led a company of only 80 men that he had not yet had time to replenish.

Fight back to the city again.

Shangfeng quickly handed over the task and advanced along a road. After several days of fierce fighting, the buildings in the city were basically destroyed. The current Wehrmacht's basic tactics for fighting are the same. When the Soviet firepower is discovered, first

See if it can be broken with a rocket launcher. If there is no other way, we will call the air force.

Under normal circumstances, if you can't call the air force, you won't call it, because there are few particularly strong firepower points in street fighting.

After entering the city again, Sun Dali personally led a platoon and pushed forward while taking advantage of the morning light. His men were among the rubble, and the formation was spread out. As soon as they pushed out less than fifty meters, a whine sounded.

"Spread out. Get down!" There were two bangs, and two mortar shells fell in the advancing formation. This indicated that there were two Soviet mortars hidden nearby. The movement was of 82 mm caliber. One

The soldier was unlucky and his leg was blown off. The volunteer stepped forward bravely and lay on the wounded man's body amidst the continuous explosions.

"The target was found, on the top of a two-story building 500 meters ahead." The observation team, which was responsible for detecting the enemy's situation, quickly reported the coordinates. Four mortars were signed and each hurriedly set up and headed towards the target.

The found target was blasted, and Sun Dali asked the platoon leader and his men to continue to press forward. He was holding a submachine gun and led a squad of soldiers to quickly go around the corner. As soon as he got halfway, he was hidden in a corner by a gun.

The DP machine gun inside knocked down one of them. Sun Dali managed to dodge in time, and a bullet flew past the top of his helmet. He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

"Bazooka!" Sun Dali hid behind a wall and shouted.

The bazooka man quickly got down and found a seat, and fired a shot at the machine gun. After a bang, the window hiding the machine gun was hit. The suppressed soldier immediately got up, rushed up quickly, and threw a grenade in.

After a bang, he rushed in.

In the dilapidated house, a Soviet soldier leaned against the wall and gasped for air. His chest was soaked with blood. A DP machine gun fell beside him. When he saw someone rushing in, the soldier tried hard to reach for the machine gun, but

The last bit of strength seemed to have been exhausted. He stared at Sun Dali and the others, his head tilted, and he refused to close his eyes.

He continued to rush forward with the remaining soldiers, and the journey was smooth. When he reached the small building, he discovered that the two mortars on the roof had been killed by our own mortars, and four corpses were lying on the ground.

, three big holes were also blown out of the roof. The pedestrian crew rushed up at this time and whispered: "Company commander, a row of reports, it seems that a big fish has been found, there is a very strong machine gun position, a row of long belts

The men rushed forward and were beaten back, losing three people. Visually, there were two Maxims forming a crossfire."

Sun Dali subconsciously looked ahead. It was already bright. The location was very close to the edge of the city, less than two hundred meters away. There were constant gunfire sounds in other corners of the city. It seemed that this battle was going on.

Overcome the final stage.

Krolev knew that his last moment had come. On the morning of the fifth day after the city was broken, the Chinese launched a fierce attack again. At this time, Krolev had less than one battalion of troops in his hands, and his final command was reduced to the south of the city.

surrounding the base, making the final resistance. The Chinese were pressing in from all directions, with guns everywhere. The roaring sound was constant, and one could tell that it was the rocket launchers equipped by the Chinese.

An hour later, the last two mortars were killed by the Chinese. With a pistol in his hand, Krolev walked to the door of the telecommunications room. After thinking for a while, he said to the two guards standing guard: "Handle it cleanly."

After finishing this, Krolev went out with his pistol. Everyone around him went out to fight. The chief of staff and political commissar all died in the fierce battle last night.

The two guards watched Krolev go out, looked at each other, and shook their heads. "Do you want us to end it ourselves?" A female officer poked her head through the door and asked with a smile, as if she was not afraid of death at all. The two guards

Struggling, he looked at the gun in his hand, nodded and said: "That's best, it will save us trouble. You know, you have the password."

The female officer closed the door, and soon there was gunshots inside. The two soldiers looked painful. When it was quiet inside, they opened the door. Unexpectedly, they were greeted by six short guns, and six female soldiers opened fire at the same time.

After the two guards were beaten to death, the female soldiers quickly moved things to block the door in order to survive.

Boom boom boom, four rocket launchers, under the cover of six general-purpose machine guns, each found a position and opened fire one after another. After the two Maxims misfired, Sun Dali waved his hand, and a platoon leader rushed across the road with his people, bang.

There were several bangs of rifle fire, and as two soldiers fell down, general-purpose machine guns poured over them like rain, and screams were heard from the gunshots.

Krolev sat alone in front of a huge map and smoked, with his pistol on the table. The gunshots outside became more and more intense, and finally slowly stopped. There was a bang, and after the grenade exploded, choking smoke poured in.

Come on, Krolev picked up the pistol and sang: "This is the last moment, unite until tomorrow!..." The pistol fired violently at the smoke, counting the numbers until the last bullet was left.

At this time, Krolev did not hesitate, pointed at his temple, and stared at the door.

After several gunshots, a Soviet soldier rolled in covered in blood. He looked at Krolev, opened his mouth with difficulty, and lowered his head without making any sound.

Sun Dali's platoon leader rushed to the front, holding a submachine gun and shouted: "Send the gun and don't kill!" When he saw clearly the movements of Krolev standing opposite, the two soldiers who followed him stood in a row.

At the signal, they lowered the muzzle of the gun. Warriors are always respected. "Bang!" The trigger was pulled. Krolev understood himself, blood spattered out, and a few drops fell on his shoulders.

Up. Krolev's body fell sideways and hit the ground hard.

"Lieutenant General! What a big fish! Report to the company commander that it has been cleaned up."

"Don't shoot! We surrender!" In very jerky Chinese, a female Soviet officer with a fiery figure appeared in front of three soldiers whose faces were filled with smoke, holding a white flag made of a white shirt.

When Sun Dali came in, he heard laughter coming from inside, and a soldier said: "The hairy woman's vagina is so big, I want to touch her when I look at her, and I want to fuck her when I touch her."

"Hurry up and get there, your body is not long enough to carry a bag of cigarettes between your two long legs."

"Bah! My nickname is Wolf seven times a night!"…………………….

"Get the hell out of here, don't even look at where this place is! Go and clean the battlefield." Sun Dali shouted like thunder, and all the soldiers hunched their necks and walked out, leaving the female officer standing there.

In the same place. In fact, the soldiers only flirted with each other, no one dared to flirt with women at this time. It was normal for them to be shot if they messed up on the battlefield.

A platoon leader stepped forward and said: "Company commander, this woman is the chief of the Confidential Division, and she holds the Soviet army's password. Originally, the Soviet army was going to execute them, but they organized a self-rescue and killed two guards.

"

"I hope I can get fair treatment!" The female officer stepped forward to speak. Sun Dali tilted his mouth and spat out: "Let the others come out. I have no right to deal with you. I can only hand you over to my superiors."

deal with."

Samarkand, Zhukov's headquarters, a week passed very slowly. Although Zhukov received reinforcements from two more infantry corps, he was not very satisfied. Because the reinforcement he wanted most was the mechanized army. This domestic

There was no intention of mobilizing. A total of two mechanized armies were wiped out in the Central Asian battlefield, and he still had one left in his hand. Without enough mechanized troops, Zhukov would not think about counterattack at all.

"Shymkent has been lost!" The chief of staff came over and handed over a telegram. This was the last telegram sent by Krolev. "We have less than five hundred troops, and the enemy is attacking fiercely with superior strength. I will fight.

All last.”

Zhukov crumpled up a paper ball with an expressionless face, threw it aside, stared at the map and said: "Notify, prepare for defense, be careful of the Chinese mechanized troops moving south." At this time, a staff officer rushed in and said:
Chapter completed!