Chapter 315: Accompanying the capital is dangerous
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Chapter 315: Accompanying the capital is dangerous
Roosevelt decided to change his mind and open up the situation from Asia first, giving the people of the world confidence in the battle against the Axis powers!
However, pressure on Britain was mounting, and the Soviet Union's new wartime capital was in danger. Churchill and Stalin were in a panic and demanded that the US military recover North Africa as soon as possible and work together to break through Germany's coastal defense!
Roosevelt was shocked. Samara is a heavy industrial city in the middle reaches of the Volga River in Russia, and after the start of the war, it was the second capital of Russia. Major government departments and foreign missions have moved here, and some large-scale factories have moved here.
Once this place falls, I am afraid that the small countries that are on the sidelines will join the Axis powers. At that time, the belligerent countries could no longer have any advantage in Europe!
Army Lieutenant General D.D. Eisenhower was urgently summoned to the White House by him, and the two men urgently consulted.
In order to defeat the German-Italian forces in Africa, seize strategic points in North Africa, and then threaten Germany and Italy from the southern flank, it was decided to carry out a landing campaign codenamed "Torch" in the autumn of the same year.
Things in Europe have finally come to an eyebrow, but where to start in the Pacific?
The mainland of the island country, Taiwan, and the Philippines. Roosevelt kept tapping on these three places.
"Your Excellency, I think it's best to start with the Philippines first!" Douglas MacArthur was anxious to capture the Philippines, both with a sense of revenge and with the intention of taking advantage of the 200,000 allied forces holding out on the island.
"Consume the Japanese navy first, and we will have a chance of victory in the Pacific theater." Roosevelt agreed with MacArthur's idea, but the war was in Southeast Asia, and it was necessary to pass through a vast sea area in order to have a decisive battle with the Japanese army.
Stalin did not care about cleaning up the mess in Moscow, and hurriedly plotted with Zhukov and Vasilevsky the issue of the defense line to defend the second capital. Since the Japanese, German, and Soviet armies all used the weapons of the Tianhua Kingdom, they could only outwhelm the enemy in numbers and quality.
"I have already ordered that our military factories are fully engaged in the production of aircraft and tanks, and another order for eight hundred of the best fighters from the Far East!" Stalin was not panicked at this time, because he had already expanded his army to eight million, and even if he could not defeat the Japanese and German armies, he would be able to hold on to the army without being occupied by the enemy!
"Report, the Japanese Air Force bypassed our defense line from Kazakhstan and attacked our arsenal and oil depot!" The chief of operations section of the staff department walked in and hurriedly reported what had just happened.
"What?" Stalin was taken aback: "What about anti-aircraft fire? β
"Japanese suicide attacks, all seven planes were shot down on our Samara. Unfortunately, the Japanese planes with a large number of incendiary bombs also detonated our planes. The airfield is all scrapped! β
Stalin threw himself into his seat, and he sighed: "The two hundred planes we just received are finished?" β
"Yes."
The battle on the battlefield of the Soviet Union caused Hou Dashun and other generals to think deeply. If the Japanese army came to attack them, they would definitely be prepared for radar and satellites to detect the target in advance.
However, if the Japanese army dispatches a large number of planes and does not use its own missiles, no one dares to pack a ticket if it can stop the Japanese army by relying solely on anti-aircraft guns and planes!
"Modern warfare is devastating! One wrong decision by the commander can lead to the defeat of the entire campaign! Hu Zhiyong decided to organize a group of young officers who had just come out of the military academy to go to Zhukov's troops to experience the cruelty of war and the art of commanding commanders in battle.
The oldest of the young men was only twenty years old, and the youngest was eighteen. They are the young blood wolves of Buyun Mountain, and now they have become the best grassroots commanders and special operations masters.
"Young master, can we give advice to the Soviet army? Can you take part in their battles? "The leader of the team is one meter eight or nine tall, and his body is full of resolute faces.
"Going to war?" Hu Zhiyong pondered for a moment: "Yes, but don't reveal your identity. β
"Yes!"
A passenger plane was ready to take off, and more than 20 young soldiers, carrying their own weapons and backpacks, said goodbye to Hu Zhiyong and others, and flew directly towards Samara Oblast.
Immediately after, six helicopters took to the air, carrying some equipment and six Humvee off-road vehicles, followed by the transport planes for protection. Under the green tarpaulin, covered with mysterious weapons.
Zhukov greeted the little warriors and welcomed them with a courtesy welcome. Xiaohu said modestly: "We are here to learn from the marshal, please give us a lot of guidance!" β
"I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed!" Zhukov shook his head with difficulty: "The little devil is really ruthless, using suicide attacks, he has already caused us a lot of losses!" β
"Oh?" Xiaohu was stunned: "Your radar defense, can't you capture their flight formation?" β
"They took advantage of the Sky Wolf Plane's high altitude, and by the time we found out, it was too late!" Zhukov said with a headache.
"Wyvern!"
"Here!"
"Turn on the surveillance system and keep an eye on high-altitude and ground targets within a thousand kilometers!"
"Yes!"
"Feibiao!"
"In!"
"Activate the satellite connection and find out the ground airfield and troop garrison of the Japanese army!"
"Yes!"
"Flying rain and flying boats fill up the helicopter and prepare for takeoff, and Feiyang sets up a tent!"
"Yes!"
More than twenty blood wolf warriors were busy under the stunned gaze of the Soviet army. Zhukov said with emotion: "Your equipment and military quality are incomparable to contemporary soldiers!" β
"Huh." Xiaohu was no longer modest, and said to the Soviet marshal: "General, the best defense is to attack, are you interested in knocking out the Japanese airfield?" β
"Good!" Zhukov said excitedly: "Tell me your plan!" β
Within a week, the Japanese army succeeded in sneak attacks one after another. Koiso Kuniaki reported the battle report to the military headquarters, asking that the Soviet air force be paralyzed and begin to drive straight to take Samara.
The two flying squadrons that were preparing for the sneak attack were already on standby, and Koiso Kuniaki shouted excitedly: "You are Yamato samurai, and you are the glory of the Yamato nation." Sacrifice yourself for the sake of jihad, and the Emperor will give you a noble easy! Heroes, take off, the final blow, our army and powerful armored forces are about to be dispatched! β
"Long live the Emperor!"
"Board, take off!"
"Hayi!"
The Japanese army fixed the time of attack, and Zhukov had already tensed the nerves in his body. He was directing the evacuation of personnel and camouflage the new airfield. It's not that he doesn't want to take off to meet the enemy, it's that he can't destroy the sneak attack of the Japanese army without accurate directions.
"Report, eight Japanese planes flew around from the northeast, and we are still seven hundred miles away!" The Wyvern soon spotted the enemy target and told Zhukov the news.
"Are you sure?" Zhukov wondered, can he accurately find the target at such a distance of 10,000 meters?
"Come and see!" The Wyvern pulled Zhukov into his car, only to see that there were literally eight Japanese fighters on the wide screen. He shouted: "Take off a brigade and wipe them out five hundred miles away!" β
βYESοΌβ
The flying group of the Soviet army, consisting of twenty fighters. A large number of planes rose into the air, and under the accurate guidance of the flying dragon, they quickly surrounded the Japanese flying team.
The Soviet army's flying skills were quite passable, and they used the methods of tail pursuit and interception to give the Japanese pilots a blow to the head! The machine guns kept ringing, and the Japanese army could not escape the siege from all sides.
A light victory made Zhukov full of emotion. In World War II, the main combat weapon of the Allied armies was artillery. At that time, the artillery was powerful and long-range, but the accuracy of the hit was relatively poor. For example, at that time, it took an average of 3,000 shells to hit an aircraft.
The Japanese army committed suicide attacks, and they were not afraid of ground artillery fire. They are planted like moths to a fire, and they will use the incendiary bombs they carry to die with the enemy!
Samara won the air battle, and Stalin happily listened to Zhukov's report. When he knew that it was the people sent by Hu Zhiyong who brought the new equipment, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "They are using satellite reconnaissance, and it is useless for us to buy equipment!" β
"Commander, we can use their equipment to take out the Japanese air force!" Zhukov took the opportunity to propose that he tell the plan with the young blood wolf.
"How sure are you?" Long-distance sneak attack, Stalin still had concerns.
"The Japanese airfield has been targeted, and we are preparing a night raid!" Zhukov said confidently: "They will send four pilots to join us in the battle." β
"Good!" Stalin smiled, a smile rarely seen on his face in almost a year: "Tell them that after the task is completed, I will personally award them a medal of heroes!" β
"Yes!"
Zhukov chose night pilots and found that his air force had very little training for night flights. The six young air force members who could barely give it a try were all worried that they would not be able to land smoothly when they flew back.
Xiaohu smiled: "In this way, you pick out two of the best pilots and cooperate with our people to form a squadron of eight aircraft!" β
"That's all there is to it!" Zhukov was helpless,
Xiaohu personally went into battle, he drove the bomber out and said to Zhukov: "General, get ready for wine, we will be back soon!" β
"Yes, the commander is heading here, and he will personally celebrate your achievement!" Zhukov smiled and shook hands with Xiaohu.
"Take off!"
"Buzz!" The fighters took off first, and immediately after that, two bombers loaded with bombs took off. They shone their wings in the night sky and crawled towards an altitude of 13,000 meters.
The Japanese planes were all finished, and Koiso Kuniaki was thinking in a daze. With the army and armored forces alone, he could not defeat Zhukov's defense line of three million soldiers. Under the bright gas lights, he wondered how the Soviets had discovered their plane.
"Humβ"
Koiso Kuniaki's body trembled, and his first reaction was that there was a plane in the sky. He hurried out of the room and stood in the courtyard looking up. I saw that the air was pitch black, but the sound was getting louder and louder.
"Quick, enemy attack!" Koiso Kuniaki understood that the other party was a master, and he dared to turn off the navigation lights and pounce at a super low altitude.
"Day, day, day, day, day!"
"Boom-" The ground was as bright as day, followed by a rocking explosion. By the time the artillery fire of the counterattack was fired, the plane had already disappeared in the distance.
"Report! At the same time as the Soviet troops attacked our airfield, they dealt a blow to our armored forces! β
Koiso Kunizhao's face changed suddenly: "Baga, I want to teach Zhukov a lesson!" β
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