The Iranians are crazy!

The Iranian commandos are not afraid of death, they were originally on the defensive, but now, they have launched a counter-charge!

The street fighting in the past few days has made the spirit of the Soviet army highly nervous, after seeing the Iranians rushing over, the Soviet soldiers also opened fire one after another, almost at the same time on both sides, there are people screaming and falling, every moment, there are fresh lives disappearing.

Relying on the spirit of not being afraid of death, the Iranian soldier rushed to the Soviets, and the rifle in his hand did not have time to load new bullets, so the Iranian soldier picked up his gun and poked directly at the other party!

The bayonet pierced the opponent's body, and when the bayonet was pulled out, blood splattered and splashed on the Iranian soldier opposite, and he wiped his face with his sleeve, and with the bloody bayonet, he continued to move murderously towards the next target.

In Zaif's hand, holding the machine gun, it was also unstoppable, the machine gun could not be loaded with a bayonet, and now, he held the machine gun upside down, and directly used the wooden butt to slam it at the opponent's head!

The Soviet fighters, who were five big and three thick, were also enraged, so the two sides fought with their hands on this place that had been beaten into ruins, and they were red-eyed, and they didn't care about anything, so they had nothing, and they had to bite each other's necks with their teeth!

At this moment, everyone turned into a beast.

In the end, it was the Soviets who failed, they left corpses all over the ground, and the victorious Iranian commandos continued to charge forward!

From here, there was no longer a Soviets defense, and they got behind the Soviets at once, and then quickly maneuvered around the city and ran towards the rear of the Soviets on the central defense line.

For them, fighting until the last moment is their only mission!

On this night, the city of Qazvin was full of blood and corpses, and both sides were completely red-eyed, and the casualties of this night actually exceeded the sum of the past few days!

However, the largest battle did not break out in Qazvin, but in another city that had calmed down!

Tabriz.

The fall here is quite fast, and the establishment of a new government here is even faster.

At this time, in the government building in Tabriz, a group of people were celebrating.

"We, the Autonomous Republic of Azerbaijan, have been established, and from now on, we will unite around Moscow and work hard for the future of Azerbaijan!" At the top of the table is a Soviet, forty-year-old Jafar Bishevari, who, after the elections, is now Prime Minister of the Autonomous Republic of Azerbaijan!

Now he is also the chairman of the Azerbaijan People's Party, and everything in Azerbaijan is completely under the control of the Soviets!

With the control of the entire Azerbaijani region, the Soviets finally did not have to worry about their own Baku oil fields, at least they could deploy a large number of fighters in the Azerbaijani region, and if the Germans dared to take off from the direction of the Middle East to bomb their own side, at least they would have enough interception airspace.

"Prime Minister Jaafar, we will definitely unite around Moscow and work hard." Several people present were loyal puppets of the Soviets, who were nothing during the period of Iranian rule and had been fighting for the independence of Azerbaijan, and now that the Soviets have come and Azerbaijan has become independent, they are very encouraged, and at the same time, they have also become the heads of various organs of the Azerbaijani government, and they are going to do a lot of work.

"Okay, now let's raise a glass to celebrate!" Jaafar said, raising his glass.

The people present, who were not so devout believers, would secretly drink some Persian wine on weekdays, let alone on such occasions, and they raised their glasses, and a spicy smell irritated their nostrils.

Is this wine?

When it enters the mouth, it is hot, and then it enters the stomach, and all of a sudden, the whole stomach burns, like there is a fire!

"Ahem, ahem." Suddenly, two people coughed.

Seeing that Jafar was happy in his heart, he said with a straight face: "To drink wine is to drink it all in one gulp, just like me." ”

As soon as he raised his head, a glass of wine all entered his stomach, this feeling was very comfortable, as an old man, he just likes to drink, and he wants others to drink with him.

A glass of wine entered the stomach, and the Azerbaijani puppets present already had a feeling of grogginess in their minds, and at this moment, their eardrums seemed to be stimulated by something, and a roaring sound sounded.

It seems that the ground is also shaking? If you are drunk, you must be drunk!

Jaafar was not drunk, he heard a roar outside, and he was immediately stunned in his heart, what was going on?

"Prime Minister, Prime Minister, no!" At this moment, a subordinate staggered in: "The Iraqi army has come in!" Iraq's tank units, have entered our urban areas! ”

Iraqi army? Hearing this, Gafal suddenly understood, what is the Iraqi army, it must be the German army, I really didn't expect that the German army is no longer sneaky, but directly to find trouble for their own side!

What to do?

Lead the army to resist? No kidding, in Tabriz the Soviet army was less than three hundred!

Due to the urgency of the fighting on the Qazvin front, almost all the Soviet troops that entered the territory of Iran moved to Qazvin, and in Tabriz, there were only recruited Azerbaijani People's Army, with a total number of 8,000 people, but what kind of goods are these 8,000 people, Jafar knows very well in his heart, they are all former ruffians and hooligans!

Rely on them, resist the invasion of the Germans? In Qazvin, only a small number of Germans drove the Iranian army to burst out with terrible combat effectiveness, and now, in Azerbaijan, there is no possibility of resistance!

Looking at the stupid people who fainted after a glass of wine present, Jaafar hurriedly gave the order: "Retreat, let's retreat!" ”

"Boom, boom." The streets of Tabriz echoed with the roar of the "Nuffield-Liberty" V-12 aero engine, and the small diamond-shaped turret, the 57-mm tank gun, constantly searching for suspicious targets.

In fact, when they eliminated the defenders' barracks on the outskirts of Tabriz, and after firing a few shots, they could no longer find a target, which made the Iraqi independent mechanized brigade quite proud.

Yes, they are Iraq's tank troops, newly equipped with imported new equipment, Crusader tanks.