Song Mingxuan turned around and looked at the city's defense map, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I've been looking at the map for three days, but I still can't find a sure way to break out. I don't know if General Chuikov has any good ideas.
suggestions.”
After hearing Song Mingxuan's words, Cuikov stood up and looked at the map and said firmly: "The enemy is very tightly surrounded. There is indeed no way to break out of the encirclement, but it doesn't matter if there is no way. We can create one ourselves."
After hearing Cuikov's words, Song Mingxuan turned around sharply, glared at Cuikov and said: "The general means..."
Chuikov straightened up and said: "Based on these days of fighting, I found that the enemy's front in the north is blocked by the Plese Swamp in the north, and supply transportation is inconvenient, so the defensive force in that direction is relatively weak. I think we can send people
Launch a feint to the south to attract the attention of the Axis forces, and then the main force breaks out from the Plese Marsh area."
Song Mingxuan nodded thoughtfully and said: "This is indeed a method, but in this way the troops who pretend to attack must have a narrow escape."
Chuikov said: "No, this mission is absolutely lifeless. I will do this feint mission and let my Cossack troops stay to cover you."
Song Mingxuan suddenly raised his head and said: "No, you lead the team to evacuate, and I will stay and cover you." Soldiers from these two different countries have formed a profound friendship on the battlefield during twenty days of fighting side by side. At this moment, they both
I hope the other person can leave alive.
Chuikov shook his head and said: "Don't argue. The Plese Swamp is not easy. I was injured by a cannonball on one of my legs the day before yesterday. It is difficult to pass there. Since I can't survive, it is better to stay here and create a way for you to survive."
Not just me, I think all the wounded should stay. I just hope that you can take some of the remaining Cossack troops out so that I can give an explanation to Your Majesty."
Song Mingxuan's body trembled when he heard it. He knew Cui Kefu was right, but his own feelings did not allow him to do so. Seeing Song Mingxuan's hesitation, Cui Kefu said: "Don't hesitate any more. You are not alone. You have to do it for thousands of people."
For the sake of tens of thousands of subordinates, in order to rescue more soldiers, we must make the most correct choice."
Song Mingxuan's body was shaken again. He slowly raised his head and stared at Chuikov with his blood-red eyes for half a minute. Then he slowly nodded and said: "Okay, I will lead the team to retreat. I hope you can survive."
A smile appeared on Chuikov's haggard face: "Okay, if I can survive, you have to invite me to have a big meal at the Yixianlou Headquarters of the Chinese Empire. I have always wanted to have an authentic Chinese meal."
Feast."
Song Mingxuan smiled reluctantly and said: "Okay, if you can survive, when the war is over, I will treat you to a big meal. No, I will treat you to a meal for a month."
"This is what you said, don't go back on your word. If you eat it for a month, I'm afraid I can bankrupt you." Chuikov raised his eyebrows, as if he had never thought about how dangerous the task he was about to undertake was.
Song Mingxuan knew that he could not hesitate at all when surrounded by enemies. Now that they had made a decision, the two immediately began to arrange the retreat. The NATO allies finished their last meal in Minsk at eight o'clock in the evening.
At ten o'clock, Chuikov took 40,000 wounded soldiers who could barely fight, and 20,000 Cossack warriors who voluntarily stayed, drove all tanks, personnel carriers and self-propelled artillery, and launched a sudden attack on the Axis positions.
charge.
All the soldiers knew that they would die. They completely let go of their scruples, regardless of their own safety, and attacked the Axis positions with full firepower, causing the unprepared Axis forces to panic.
Sniper Chen Feng lost his left arm in the previous battle, and he chose to stay. At this time, he could no longer use a sniper rifle. He sat on an armored personnel carrier and operated a large-caliber machine gun with his right hand.
Fiercely firing at the panicked enemy group, scores of Axis soldiers fell to the ground, and were immediately crushed into pulp by the oncoming armored vehicles.
All the wounded voluntarily stayed to serve as cover. They were all put on the personnel carrier. All the wounded who could move used automatic rifles or grenades, relying on the shooting holes opened on both sides of the personnel carrier to violently shoot at the surrounding areas.
Axis soldiers.
Those seriously wounded who were unable to get up were lying on the stretchers in the middle of the personnel carrier, groping with trembling hands, loading bullets into the magazines for their comrades, doing what they could. These wounded soldiers who fought desperately
, unexpectedly unleashed a powerful combat force, inflicting heavy casualties on the unprepared Axis besieging troops. General Howell, the commander of the Axis powers, sighed after seeing the casualty report.
When the battle in the south started, the 120,000 troops led by Song Mingxuan launched an attack on the Axis troops in the north. Since vehicles could not be used in the swamp, this army abandoned all vehicles and heavy equipment and launched the attack on foot.
The Axis soldiers were not good at fighting at night. In addition, some troops were attracted to the south to intercept the feint attacking troops. The weak defenders could not stop the united NATO coalition forces. Under the fierce fire of the coalition automatic rifles, they
The defense line was quickly breached.
Before the reinforcements on both sides of the opponent's flanks could react, Song Mingxuan's troops had quickly disappeared into the Plesie Swamp. After entering the swamp, Song Mingxuan looked back at the south where the sound of gunfire had gradually become sparse, and murmured with tears in his eyes: "
Brothers, have a good journey."
The nearby soldiers were also moved by his emotions. Many of them turned around, looked at the flaming south, and whispered in an untidy voice: "Brothers, have a good journey."
The 29th Army and the remnants of the 60th Cossack Army led by Song Mingxuan entered the crisis-ridden Plese Swamp. What awaited them was a more arduous march and an uncertain future. However, many local Cossack soldiers led the way and they escaped.
The chance of ascending to heaven is still very high.
Just when Song Mingxuan successfully broke through, Dong Guicheng was leading the 28th Army, which suffered heavy losses, and hid in a jungle in the upper reaches of the Neman River. In an interception a few days ago, the troops of the 28th Army were captured.
The guards of the opponent's supply convoy were entangled. After several hours of fierce fighting, they were almost surrounded by the two Axis armies that came later. During the battle, they were strafed and bombed by the Axis air force.
Withstanding the opponent's superior firepower attack, after losing tens of thousands of people, Dong Guicheng led his troops to jump out of the encirclement and fight here. Now he only has more than 8,000 people left in his hands. At this time, a decision was made.
A meeting on the direction of the troops' actions was being discussed heatedly among the trees.
"In a village five kilometers away, there is a division of the Boston Empire supply convoy and their guard troops. According to reconnaissance, they seem to be out of fuel. If we can eliminate them, we can draw the attention of the Axis powers back.
, This can delay them for a few more days." Dong Guicheng looked at the map and explained to the officers.
The third brigade commander said tall and strong: "Commander, we don't have much supplies now. Many of the remaining tanks have no shells, and the fuel is only what is in the tanks. If we launch another attack, follow
It’s no different if you die.”
Looking at this old brother who had worked with him for more than 20 years, Dong Guicheng asked: "If it were you, what would you do if you encountered this situation?"
Gao Dazhuang said without hesitation: "Of course we should retreat to the east immediately. As long as we can return to our control area, we can obtain enough supplies and our combat effectiveness will be restored soon. We can wait until then to attack the enemy."
Dong Guicheng patted the tall and strong shoulder and said: "The enemy thinks so too, so they are likely to wait for us on our way back. If we fight like this for a while, we will definitely exceed the enemy's expectations and be able to destroy a large number of them."
, and disrupt their plans."
Seeing what Gao Dazhuang was about to say, Dong Guicheng continued: "I know what you are going to say. If we retreat now, we can indeed retain more strength. According to this idea, we can win a battle, but we will lose it.
The entire war. What we need now is to annihilate the enemy. To destroy them, we must attack resolutely even if we all die, because every time we destroy an enemy, victory will come earlier."
Looking at the resolute eyes around him, Dong Guicheng said: "Maybe we can't see the victory coming, but as a soldier, we should have already had the consciousness to die in battle. For the sake of the motherland, we must attack again and again until the enemy is defeated.
. Everyone obeyed my command and distributed all the ammunition evenly. Each gun must protect at least two rounds of shells. In the evening, Gao Dazhuang led forty tanks to go out first, and the large troops followed me. We must attack with the best possible strength.
Use high speed to break through the opponent's defense and catch them off guard. Remember, this is the final assault of our 28th Army."
At eight o'clock in the evening, the leading tank unit led by Gao Dazhuang broke into the defensive position of the Boston Army. The Boston guard unit, which was not well prepared, was caught off guard. The rumbling tank tracks quickly drove through the trenches towards the opponent's supply convoy.
The village opens.
But soon the Bostonians reacted. Some Boston M4 tanks that seemed to still have some remaining fuel drove up and charged towards the Grizzly 3 tank troops led by Gao Dazhuang. Seeing the opponent's counterattack troops dispatched,
The Chinese soldiers who were running out of ammunition were a little panicked. Gao Dazhuang shouted to the radio: "Comrades, don't be afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice, don't shrink back, move forward for the motherland."
"Move forward for the motherland." These words of Tall and Strong infected everyone, and the soldiers felt their blood boiling. They no longer had to worry about ammunition, and drove their tanks at full power, shouting slogans to