Chapter 31: Fight and Eliminate

"War, why is it always war?"

If Mr. God looked down from the sky, he would have such a question.

On the battlefield between Iran and Iraq's Kirkuk, the fighting has entered its most intense period.

In the air war, the plane of the Red Count Richthofen was shot down by ground fire. As for himself, his teammates didn't know anything more than knowing that he had already skydived.

"So is he dead? Or should I organize a limited offensive by ground forces, or maybe ......"

Rommel, whose coffee cup fell to the ground in his hand, thought about it quickly, but he knew that the thought just now was a typical hot-headedness.

At present, the "Zion Column" of the five brigades of the "Thunder International" plus one brigade has a total of only six brigades. In addition to the "Razor Force" and the flying team, only the 4th Brigade was actually able to conduct ground combat. The troops of these four brigades not only had to complete the continuous encirclement of Tehran, but also had to face the British tank division and the French armored infantry division that came to increase and suffered almost no losses.

This is a battle with a huge disparity in strength, and in terms of the comparison of forces, "Thunder International" occupies an absolute disadvantage. But from a technical point of view, "Thunder International" is slightly higher.

"Forget it, let's get our air force back, we lost this air battle! The mission of the Red Hunt Team has been changed to protect the safety of Hawkeye, and it is not allowed to pursue and take the initiative to attack! ”

With a cold face, Rommel gave an order that surprised almost everyone who knew the news of the downing of the "godfather of the air" - Red Count Richthofen.

"Commander, are we ......?"

Guo Songling wanted to ask Rommel to be able to launch a small ground offensive. You must know that the "Godfather of the Air" team is the pride of the air power of "Thunder International", he is also the godfather of Xiao Tang An, and Tang Yunyang's buddy and friend.

About as a traditional Chinese, Guo Songling wanted to remind Rommel that he should think of all this. Especially the relationship of Tang Yunyang, as well as the prestige of the Red Count Richthofen himself in the air power of the Chinese Federation.

Rommel didn't answer his question, just looked at him with cold eyes, some kind of threat in his gaze. Then he turned around and walked towards the war room, instructing his lieutenant as he went.

"Give me another cup of coffee!"

The Red Count Richthofen had indeed been shot down, bleeding from a long wound on his face that had cut through his cheekbones. Although it is not deep, a light-colored scar will be indispensable on his white face in the future.

"Damn, it's looking good this time!"

Spat at the remaining fragments of the plane that could be used as mirrors, the Red Count Richthofen muttered a word, then smiled self-deprecatingly, and turned out a series of strange foul words.

"The Buddha of his ancestors and the Mother of God ......"

As he muttered and grumbled, there was the sound of footsteps and bolts pulling nearby. By the time the Red Count Richthofen came to his senses and understood that he needed weapons to protect himself on the enemy front, the following warning was heard.

"Don't move...... You, don't move...... Raise your hand and throw your gun where we can see it! ”

Seeing the downed French infantry of the Red Count Richthofen, a search party was sent at this time. As for the "Storm Goddess" type ground effect boat used by "Thunder International" for search and rescue, it was still quite far away at this time.

The Red Count Richthofen raised his hand helplessly, but his mouth was not convinced.

"Sigh, you guys are sinister guys, I was shot down by an anti-aircraft machine gun on the ground, I can't count it on the heads of your pilots! And, gentlemen, don't you understand that it is a despicable act to shoot down an aircraft that is engaged in an air battle with an anti-aircraft machine gun! ”

The French soldiers probably did not have the high level of "consciousness" of the Red Count Richthofen, and did not pay attention to his constant repetition of the glory of the knight of the air.

"Walk yours, you bastard!"

"Peng", the French soldier who had just cursed in his mouth, was knocked to the ground with a punch from the grumpy fellow of the Red Count Richthofen. But the muzzle of the silent threat in the hands of the rest of the people still prevented him from continuing to punish the guy in front of him.

"I have to warn you that I am the Red Earl Richthofen, so when you speak to me, you must say sir and ......please!"

Probably among the infantry of the French Foreign Legion, many people have heard of the legend of this guy in front of him, like a myth in the sky. In particular, when he landed on the Champs-Élysées in Paris, the French police, who had gone to arrest him, said the same thing.

The respect of the French for the heroes, and the romantic humor of the French, made the soldiers who came to the search for them to accept the bad temper of the Red Count Richthofen peacefully.

"Well, sir, please come with us, I think you'd want a solitary cell, wouldn't you! Rest assured, Lord Count, we will have everything ready for you. Ah, do you need cigarettes, my lord! ”

The French soldier made a joke about the red Count Richthofen, but his hand pulled a cigarette out of his pocket. No matter what kind of big man the Red Count Richthofen was, he was now their prisoner, and his status only added to the honor and merit of this manhunt.

At this time, the British and French fighters, who had suffered heavy losses in the sky, made a comeback again, but to their surprise, the fighters of the "Red Hunting Squad," which had never allowed enemy planes to fly in the sky, did not come to trouble them.

Several squadrons of "Flying Birds," which had previously intimidated the British and French pilots, were now surrounding the "Eagle Eye" in the distance, and it seemed that they had not noticed the arrival of the British and French fighters at all. If they hadn't gone for trouble, the planes of the "Red Hunt Squad" would not have reacted in any way.

But as soon as they tried to tell the "Hawkeye", their own radar would immediately report that a large number of enemy fighters had risen into the air to respond. If we look at it from a distance, when the British and French planes arrived at the attack position, the opponent's fighters were probably already in the air.

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"Can we attack now? I don't think so, if we take the risk, I'm afraid that their planes will cover a large number of attack aircraft over our armored forces, and then we will die without a place to bury! But......! ”

Under the pressure of the French general, General Franches des Perre, Montgomery had to prepare for the attack. In front of him was the air-ground base of "Thunder International", which was just over 400 kilometers away from Kirkuk in Iraq. It can be said that this base is tightly surrounded by Tehran, and at the same time, its air power is firmly controlling a large area in the middle.

Montgomery's "but" was precisely because of the sigh that this had happened, he could not wait any longer, and the armored forces of the Eighth Army had to go on the offensive at once. and went straight to Tehran, rescued the commander-in-chief of the Eighth Army, British Army General Edmund Allenby, from the encirclement, and completely disintegrated the offensive of the "Thunder International".

"It seems that this is the only way for our armored forces to advance to the next point where they can reorganize the front, with full air and artillery cover. Then the infantry was stationed, the air power was covered, and the artillery moved forward...... As long as we carry out such a steady pace of attack, then the bandit on that side should not have much ability......"

When Montgomery told himself these words, there was less confidence in the evidence, and more doubts. But just as Thali questioned the orders of the French generals, there was a rather fierce battle on the side of Tehran, which had been calm and uneventful.

"Brethren, let's go ......!"

The wide formation of the "Lei Gong Tank" group, with the gesture of Li Jinyu, the second pole, surged forward almost at the same time. Then some black smoke came out of the exhaust pipe, and the solid tank looked like a bull with its head bowed and ready to charge.

High in the sky is the "Flying Dysprosium" fighter of the "Red Hunting Squad", which provides air protection for the armored forces on the ground. At low altitudes, groups of "razor rotor attack aircraft" kept sorting, and they aimed at those infantry lines on the outskirts of Tehran.

As for the "naked heavy artillery" of the "Thunder International" tank brigade and the heavy brigade, at this time, one by one the roars were endless, and the heavy shells were in the shock wave, opening the way for the tank troops.

The explosion of the detonated anti-tank mines made the artillery fire even more powerful. The barrage was closing in on the trenches, causing the British and Iranian infantry there to mumble curses to the British artillery.

"Why don't these bastards fight back, God knows what these bastards are waiting for!"

Yes, the British artillery did not return fire, they did not know what was waiting for.

In fact, this order came from the commander of the Eighth Legion, Edmund Allenby. He was captured by the "Thunder International", and his eyes were not idle in the enemy's base. The large pile of war supplies made him understand that these guys lacked nothing.

And the besieged Tehran, without airships, planes, or land transportation to replenish, is unable to stop the onslaught of the opponent's two armored brigades.

Therefore, the shells in the warehouse, he will not take them out until the most critical moment. In other words, if the "Thunder International" does not break through the front on the outskirts, he will not come up with these ammunition that can repel the enemy at the last moment.

The barrage approached the suburban front inch by inch, and the "razor" in the sky shot a series of rockets, and the entire suburban front fell into flames. At this point, Edmund Allen did only one thing than the British Army general, and he shouted into the microphone of the radio.

"Brother Franchet des Perret, you can pull your brother by the hand!"

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