The town of Chatri, more than 40 kilometers south of Ares, is the temporary headquarters of the Soviet Central Asian Theater.
"What? The 12th Infantry Division encountered a tenacious blockade by the South Chinese Army north of the Yangjiyur River?" Kulik asked in surprise after receiving the telegram, then walked quickly to the map and signaled the staff to put the green flag representing the Anjia Army
Mark the location of the railway bridge over the Yanguyur River.
"Yes, Comrade Marshal. Comrade Madinov, commander of the Fourth Group Army, called and said: Fortunately, the heavy artillery and anti-aircraft weapons did not follow the troops south, otherwise the situation would have been much worse now!" the correspondent reported respectfully.
Kulik pondered for a moment: "Let the troops try to attack first and find out the details of the enemy. It is best to let the scouts record the intensity of the opponent's firepower and the number of artillery pieces."
"yes!"
Watching the correspondent leave, Kulik looked at the map carefully, wondering if this could be the enemy's main force?
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For the Soviet troops charging on the ground, the general-purpose machine gun was no different than a life-devouring devil. When this machine gun made the unique sound of tearing oilcloth, there would always be several or even dozens of Soviet soldiers temporarily or completely killed.
bid farewell to the battlefield.
Since the Soviet troops probing the attack did not carry heavy artillery and other weapons, they used all available shelters for defense and maximized the power of town fortresses and street fighting. This was the first step of the 22nd Motorized Infantry Division's defensive strategy. Town
In the row of houses facing the bridge on the northern edge, whether in the kitchen, living room or bedroom, there were basically Anjia Army officers shooting out.
In front of a window made up of cabinets and sofas, a general-purpose machine gun fired continuously every one or two seconds. The floor was already a mess, and Soviet soldiers from the other side fired back at the wall with rifles.
Dust and small grains of sand fell from the earthquake, as well as messy footprints left by the soldiers of the Anjia Army. In addition, there were a large number of smashed glass.
During the frequent shooting, the bullet casings thrown by the machine gun were constantly in contact with the floor and the bullet casings on the floor, making a crisp "ding-ding-ding-ding" sound, which was extremely pleasant to the ears.
The battle lasted for more than half an hour. There were already hundreds of yellow bullet casings on the ground, some of which were still rolling slowly. The whole room was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
When the Soviet army looked at the windows facing the river from across the bridge, they could only see the muzzles of machine guns that spouted flames from time to time, and the camouflage-colored steel helmets commonly equipped by Anjia army infantry.
At a window next to this general-purpose machine gun, two soldiers held semi-automatic rifles and fired accurately. They moved their shoulders or lower half of their bodies to the window to aim and shoot, and then quickly moved under or to the side of the window, thinking
The general situation on the other side emerged in the screen, and then he flashed to the window again, aiming and shooting again until the bullets were fired and loaded.
Although the shooting speed of semi-automatic rifles cannot keep up with machine guns, due to the well-trained training of Anjia officers and soldiers, their accuracy can be well guaranteed.
Field battles and street fighting are often a paradise for snipers and sharpshooters. Each squad of the main force of the Anjia Army is equipped with a dedicated sniper, and the ratio of sharpshooters is as high as one-third. During the battle, all Soviet troops
Senior officers, correspondents and soldiers suffered major blows.
The Soviet attack became scattered due to the frequent shooting of middle and low-level officers. Among the Soviet infantry companies that first rushed across the iron bridge, the highest-ranking one was actually only a sergeant platoon leader, and it was this unlucky guy who had just
Taking over the command of the company, he lay down on the river embankment and observed the terrain to decide the direction of the attack. Unexpectedly, he didn't expect a bullet to be accurately shot into the center of his eyebrow, and then his head exploded like a rotten watermelon. He followed his superiors in a daze.
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The remaining twenty or so infantrymen, frightened and frightened, under the leadership of two sergeants, lay down on the river embankment to the north of the town and started shooting at An's army.
An infantry company that then rushed across the railway bridge suffered a large number of mortar shells on the road, and was then wildly fired by general-purpose machine guns. When it reached the south bank of the Yangiyur River through the railway bridge, only a dozen people and poor people were left.
A platoon leader.
This group of Slavic warriors leaned on the river embankment and looked back at the place they had just passed. Everyone's eyes were filled with deep fear.
The slow-flowing Yangjiyur River has been dyed red with blood. On both sides of the river beach and railway bridge, there are densely packed corpses. New dead are born every second. A large number of injured soldiers are struggling and wailing in pain. A few
The medical soldiers holding white flags had no time to provide first aid to the wounded, and the battle situation was horrific.
"Come on, fight the Chinese!"
An angry Soviet soldier suddenly stood up from the river embankment and rushed forward four or five meters like a tiger. Unexpectedly, he had just fired a shot at the window of a house directly in front of him that was spraying flames.
Before he even had time to pull the bolt, a bullet came out of nowhere.
The bullet shot from somewhere hit his throat. The bullet penetrated and a large amount of blood came out of the hole. The soldier made a strange sound, covered his neck and fell down. The blood instantly soaked the sand and gravel ground.
, then solidifies and evaporates at high temperature.
There were more and more corpses of Soviet soldiers lying at the south exit of the iron bridge, and the entire river embankment was littered with dead and wounded. The following Soviet troops had to step over their dead comrades before they could rush out of the entrance of the railway bridge.
, and found a bunker on the river embankment that could temporarily protect him.
The town south of the railway bridge, which consisted of more than 500 houses and was guarded by three battalions of the 22nd Division, was like a huge black hole, constantly devouring the lives of the Soviet officers and soldiers who launched the charge.
However, under the leadership of grassroots commanders and political cadres, the Soviet troops seemed to be going crazy, constantly gathering at the north entrance of the railway bridge, and then rushing forward desperately. Although the railway bridge was sad, in the end there were only four or five
Ten meters, more and more people are crossing the bridge in an attack that costs lives.
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At the artillery position three kilometers south of the town, the 1st Regiment of the Artillery Brigade directly under the Eighth Army, guided by the S3 reconnaissance aircraft, began to suppress artillery fire on the north bank of the railway bridge.
Earth-shaking artillery fire rang out from the Anjia Army's artillery position.
Almost in the blink of an eye, countless red lights and shadows burst into the sky from the position, carrying dazzling light tracks and sweeping towards the northern bridgehead where the Soviet troops gathered and in depth.
The artillery shells and rockets that poured down like a torrential rain turned the entire road north of the bridge and the grassland on both sides into a terrifying sea of fire in a very short period of time.
Under such a density of artillery fire, and there are no trenches to cover to avoid the shrapnel shooting everywhere, the role of an individual soldier is not much better than that of an ant. No matter how powerful the role of faith is, how determined the soldiers are in their determination to die generously.
, but under this iron blow that cannot be resisted by human beings, the mental defense quickly collapsed.
The officers and soldiers ran blindly, falling in pieces under the cover of artillery shells, and then were picked up by the turbulent airflow and turned into piles of bloody flesh. At this time, the only role the soldiers could play
, seems to be just adding a small amount of meaningless cannon fodder to the pitted ground.
Although only one regiment carried out the artillery bombardment, the density of artillery fire from forty-eight 120mm howitzers, twelve 150mm howitzers and twelve I-type 24-barreled 150mm rocket launchers was enough to cover every inch of land two kilometers north of the Yangjiyur River Bridge.
They were all hit by a bomb.
So, after ten minutes of shelling, the world became quiet. The north side of the bridge was deserted, not even a single person was seen. Farther north, many soldiers were fleeing.
The four to five hundred Soviet troops at the southern bridgehead who were stunned by the shelling could not wait to raise the white flag - someone's white shirt was placed on the top of the rifle and kept shaking.
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Only an hour later, Kulik received an emergency report from the front line - the 12th Infantry Division was covered by intensive artillery fire from the opponent. Since there was no bunker to hide from, the entire division suffered a disaster, and only those who fell behind were completely destroyed.
More than 500 people survived. According to the analysis of the density of artillery fire, the opponent had at least an army-sized force fighting.
At this point, Kulik no longer hesitated and issued an order to the combat staff: "Pass my order: According to the predetermined plan, the three armies stranded in Ares will move south quickly. Order Madinov to build trenches and repair air defense positions.
The attack will begin after the artillery is stationed."
Mehlis, the political commissar of the front army, said with some concern: "In the plan, Ares only left one division for defense. Is the strength a little weak?"
Kulik waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, one division is enough! It's obvious that the South China Army has gone to the south. If their main force stays in the north, they will definitely not put up more resistance along the Yangjiyur River. After we go south, they
It’s better to have the wind and rain behind them! Hum, using so many artillery to defend a small river mouth just proves that they have a guilty conscience and want to resist us on the north bank of the Yangiyur River.
"The enemy is too naive. The Yanggiyur River is only a hundred meters wide at its widest point and only five or six meters deep. In addition, it flows through desert and Gobi areas. We can cross the river at other places at any time. However, we have to pass through the front
Defeat our opponents and let them understand that our Soviet Red Army is invincible!"
Mehlis did not dare to argue anymore and instead said: "Okay, I'll go to the army and have a look. We didn't find the food we urgently needed in Shymkent and Ares. Although we collected some from the private sector, it was just a drop in the bucket.
Now the troops can still only maintain two meals a day, and I'm worried that morale will be seriously affected."
Kulik nodded: "Tell the soldiers to be patient for a while and just capture Tashkent. Tashkent is where the enemy's troops are gathering, and there must be a large amount of food and supplies. As long as we attack it in one go and the enemy can't move, we will have it."
It’s food.”
Mehlis turned and left. Kulik stood in front of the map for a while, and then walked out of the house with the staff who had finished cleaning up. Several soldiers behind began to remove the map and telephone lines. The ground was covered with scraps of paper and it was a mess.
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Nanhua, Xinjing.
After seeing off the ambassadors of Bolivia and Brazil who came to exchange credentials, An Yi returned to the office. Before he could take a breath, secretary Liang Zihua opened the door and came in, saying that the German ambassador had arrived and was waiting in the small conference room.
An Yi was a little surprised, stood up quickly, and followed Liang Zihua to the small conference room.
German Ambassador Merkel shook hands with An Yi respectfully. After the guests and hosts sat down, Merkel said: "Dear Mr. Chairman, I am here this time to express my gratitude to you for the new type of technology jointly developed by us on behalf of the head of our country.
Arms were sold to the French and British, with serious protest.
"As we all know, since you and I strengthened our cooperation in 2003, our country has sent you many advanced technologies, including engines, alloys, tanks, aircraft, etc. Your scientific research results actually contain the scientific and technological crystallization of the German Empire. Your country
The United States sold many advanced weapons to France and the United Kingdom without consulting our country, and even directly provided research and development drawings, causing serious trouble to our country's national defense security. If this results in the deterioration of relations between the two parties, you will bear the main responsibility."
An Yi smiled and said: "Mr. Ambassador, please convey my high respect to the head of state Hitler. Please tell the head of state that you don't need to worry too much about foreign trade weapons. Most of the weapons we sell to Britain and France lag behind the weapons we have."
Two to three generations, even the foreign trade products of the same generation, are far different from the products we have installed in terms of armor and firepower configuration.
"Arms trade is part of normal international commerce. Even if we don't provide weapons and equipment to Britain and France, Britain and France can still obtain them through trade with the United States. And if Britain and France adopt our products, your country will not only master the performance of its opponent's weapons, but also have a good relationship with both sides.
There is a clear comparison of combat power, otherwise no one can guarantee whether the Americans will sell their latest weapons to Britain and France.
"I can responsibly tell the Ambassador here that if you are willing, you can also purchase weapons and equipment from us in South China. And unlike selling to Britain and France, we will sell some of the advanced weapons and equipment installed by our troops to Germany.
Of course, the price may be a little more expensive in terms of sales, but even including shipping costs, it is much cheaper than if you produce it yourself."
When Merkel heard this, she was very interested. She asked about the general situation of the weapons purchased by Britain and France, and asked for details of the weapons and equipment that Nanhua could provide to Germany. Only then did she return satisfied.
After personally putting Merkel into the car and watching the car disappear at the end of the road, An Yi had a hint of ridicule in his eyes: Now Germany, under the attack of Britain and France, is obviously at a disadvantage and must strengthen its armed forces to fight against it. Only Europe can
Only by fighting hard can Nanhua profit from it, so it is inevitable that arms sales will tilt towards Germany. But as long as Germany defeats France and becomes the new overlord of the European continent, Nanhua will probably have to change its sales strategy.
In a word, there are no eternal friends between countries, only eternal interests.