Age of Rebirth

The number of casualties of the troops is no longer important to General Kurykin. He has seen the dawn of victory. Whether it is fighting on the ground or in the sky, his troops are fighting against the troops of the independent division. This is an event not to be missed. This is a good opportunity, the situation on the battlefield is unprecedentedly favorable, and breaking through the Selenge River defense line is here in one fell swoop.

The six infantry regiments of the second echelon pressed up, even if the front troops were wiped out, the casualties of the independent division troops would be astonishing, and they would never be able to stop the second attack. For this reason, no matter how many soldiers were sacrificed, No matter what, there is still a third echelon that is gathering, wave after wave of continuous attacks, it is hard to believe that the passage to Cullen cannot be opened!

"Boom!" Liu Hongzhang rushed into the headquarters with the smell of gunpowder all over his body, threw the submachine gun with the barrel scorching hot in his hand, and threw it on the crate, spit out the dirt in his mouth, grabbed the kettle, and drank a cow , Then, let out a long breath.

Liu Chenglin, the chief of staff of the brigade who stayed at the headquarters, looked in surprise at the brigade commander whose face was blackened by the gunpowder. At this moment, Liu Hongzhang's image was quite embarrassing. His combat uniform was torn in several places. On his left arm, there was a thread There were traces of blood, a guard was holding a roll of gauze and wanted to bandage his wound, but Liu Hongzhang roughly said, "Don't make a fuss, I won't die yet, Cheng Lin, what's new?" He said in a rough voice asked.

Liu Chenglin said worriedly: "Brigadier, let's bandage the wound. By the way, a few minutes ago, several brigade commanders of the Outer Mongolian Border Guards who had retreated to the second position called. They heard that the front line was beaten and asked for reinforcements! "[

"No! Order them to stay in the second position honestly. Before they can make a move, Cheng Lin tells them clearly that if the brigade dares to come up without my order, don't blame me for being ungrateful. I Shoot the brigade commander!" Liu Hongzhang flatly refused without even thinking about it.

Liu Chenglin worriedly reminded: "Brigade Commander, the second echelon of the Soviet Army has also begun to cross the river. If we join up with the first wave of attacking Soviet troops, our pressure will increase dramatically, and the troops will suffer a lot of casualties. It is also necessary for the battlefield situation to transfer some troops from the Outer Mongolian Border Guards!"

Before Liu Hongzhang could speak, Ouyang Yishan also came in smelling of gunpowder, just in time to hear Liu Chenglin's words, and then said, "Brother Hongzhang, did you see that the follow-up troops of the Soviet army are coming up. The strength of the troops may not be as strong as that of the first wave." The times are few. Sending up a brigade of the Outer Mongolia Frontier Defense Force is also an emergency! You can consider the suggestion of Chief of Staff Liu!"

Liu Hongzhang handed the kettle in his hand to Ouyang Yishan, and said in a heavy tone: "Brother Ouyang, you have also seen that the old Maozi spent his life this time. No matter the cost, our casualties are smaller than those of the Soviet army." There are plenty of medicines. We haven’t reached the point of desperation, and the second-line troops can’t be used easily. As long as we don’t get bombed by Soviet bombers, we will be able to resist, but our air force is fighting very hard!”

In Liu Hongzhang's tone, there was deep worry. When he was in the forward position, he did not forget to observe the situation of the air battle. The number of fighter jets of the Northern Flying Group was constantly being consumed by the Soviet fighter group. However, he was relieved. Yes, during a brief conversation with the air commander, Colonel Meng Qingpeng, I learned that a bomber division of the Soviet Army was beaten to almost annihilation.

Moreover, Meng Qingpeng assured himself that in today's battle, there will never be a situation where the Soviet bomber fleet bombed wantonly. Liu Hongzhang knew that for this guarantee, the price Meng Qingpeng's fleet paid was that the enemy was outnumbered. , Those fighter pilots are using their lives to complete this guarantee.

Liu Hongzhang suddenly seemed to think of something, and said eagerly to Liu Chenglin: "Chenglin, the second-line troops are not without work, order them to immediately send out several small troops to search for our skydiving pilots, and send them to the police immediately if they find them." Going to the rear, if there are wounded people, they should be treated immediately, but they are all treasures. If there are no fighter jets from us, let the Soviet army come for a while, our battle will be much harder to fight! From which point of view, I want to thank all these pilots!"

Then, Liu Hongzhang turned to Ouyang Yishan and said, "Brother Ouyang, the battle is now at a stalemate. The Soviet army can't break through our position. As for us, we can't drive the Soviet army across the river for the time being. If the old Maozi soldiers come up again , I’m afraid it’s enough, my idea is to concentrate all the mortars and focus on the second echelon of the Soviet army, try to kill and injure the Soviet army’s vital forces, and it would be best if the follow-up Soviet troops are beaten back!”

Ouyang Yishan nodded in agreement, and Chief of Staff Liu Chenglin hurriedly conveyed the order. In the headquarters, there were only the two of them left. Somewhat heavy.

Liu Hongzhang looked at his watch, took a deep breath, and said, "It's only eight o'clock in the morning, and it's still early before dark. I'm afraid the battle will last until dark. The Soviet commander is desperate , don't give us a chance to breathe, our battle is just the beginning, and we are counting on the second-line Outer Mongolia border guards to hold on to tomorrow before we can complete the commander's order. Brother Ouyang, we must be ready to wipe out the troops. !"

Ouyang Yishan smiled calmly and said: "I have been mentally prepared for a long time. Our two brigades, with more than 3 people, went to the front line of the Selenge River. Compared with the Soviet army's more than [-] troops, the ratio of ten to one troops, originally It's a battle that can't be done well. I left the brigade and the guard battalion in tight positions. However, Brother Hongzhang, our two brigades are the main brigade fought on the battlefield, and we are not easy to provoke. The entire army is wiped out, and the Soviet army will not succeed unless they pay more than five times the price!"

Liu Hongzhang slapped his thigh, and said loudly: "This is to cheer up, that's the reason, the little devil is not fierce! It's not because we beat the shit out of him! If we can kill about half of the old Maozi soldiers, even if our brothers are still alive Here, it's worth it!"

Speaking of this, Liu Hongzhang's eyes were shining brightly, then they dimmed again, and said: "Oh, if there are planes in the air to support and beat back the second echelon of the Soviet army, the Soviet army that has already landed will not be able to achieve much. Don't count on Meng Qingpeng and the others, the fight is hard enough!"

Meng Qingpeng's aircraft group, as Liu Hongzhang said, fought very hard. In order to ensure the complete annihilation of the Soviet bomber group, the fighter group paid a considerable price and finally ensured the completion of the mission. The Soviet bomber division, more than 100 bombers, turned into burning fireballs, solved the largest wexe for Liu Hongzhang's troops, and then fought with the swarming Soviet fighter jets.

According to the combat plan, to kill the Soviet bombers, the fighter group of the Northern Flying Group has completed the scheduled mission. However, if they want to withdraw from the battle and return to the voyage, they can't do it. The officer also saw the signs.

This is a good opportunity to maximize the elimination of the independent division's air power. If you lose a bomber division, if you don't keep all or most of the independent division's fighter group, you will not be able to explain to General Kurykin. Therefore, the commander of the Soviet air fleet issued the following order: "All fighter pilot comrades, I order, at any cost, to entangle the fighters of the independent division, shoot them down, and crush them!"

Meng Qingpeng got rid of the pursuit of two Soviet fighter jets. His plane was covered with scars. His wingman, in order to cover himself, was surrounded by two Soviet fighter jets right in front of his eyes. The machine gun penetrated into the fuselage of the wingman, and then, a fighter jet exploded into a ball of dazzling fireball in the air, without even a chance to parachute.

Meng Qingpeng was so sad that he was already numb. Too many comrades-in-arms, in front of his eyes, turned into a ball of shining fire in the sky of Outer Mongolia, and the white umbrella flowers floated towards the earth in front of his eyes, disappearing in the smoke of war. among.

According to the reports of the heads of the regiments, the number of fighter jets shot down and damaged in the fleet has reached more than 130. All the fighter jets of the Northern Flying Group are still fighting, less than 600, while the Soviet fighter jets besieging the fleet , but there are more than 800 aircraft. This number was more than 200 an hour ago. That is to say, Meng Qingpeng's fleet shot down more than 100 Soviet fighters and more than [-] bombers. [

Meng Qingpeng can't forget his wingman pilot. He just became his wingman in less than three days. He is a young man who is not more than 20 years old. He has a shy smile on his face, like a big girl, and he is from the Northeast. The pilot, because of the frequent battles, took off three or five times a day, and he and he did not speak a total of ten words, and he couldn't even remember his name. He only remembered that his surname was Li, and he called him "Little Li!"

Such a young life disappeared in an instant in front of my eyes. I was so caught off guard that I didn't even have time to remind him, "Attention Commander Meng, you are bitten by a Soviet fighter jet, get rid of it immediately, get rid of it immediately!" !"

An anxious call came from the earphones. Meng Qingpeng woke up from the grief. He didn't even look at who reminded him. He slammed the joystick. The engine was roaring, and the fuselage trembled. , almost fell to the ground, a few strings of sons flew close to the top of the cabin, if it was a few seconds late, Meng Qingpeng's fighter jet would never have the possibility of dodging the sons.

A Soviet fighter jet flew over Meng Qingpeng's fighter plane at high speed. Meng Qingpeng's pupils narrowed slightly, showing a cold light, and the muscles around his cheeks tensed up. He skillfully stepped on the rudder and pulled the joystick, and the fighter plane drew a beautiful arc in the air. , changed from a dive to a climb, and shot almost straight into the sky, and the Soviet fighter immediately fell into the aperture of the sight.

"Da da da!" There was a howling sound of machine guns, and Meng Qingpeng's fighter plane spewed out three tongues of flame!

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and a bright fireball exploded in the sky.

(to be continued) (to be continued...)