It's a crazy idea to go straight from the main road to Shattered Leaf City. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Right now, everyone around the campfire has their eyes on me.

"What do you have in mind again, Lord Zhen?" Zhu Ya frowned.

"I think that this time the Soviet strategic air force is pouring out, its ground forces in Kazakhstan must be equally empty." In the past few days, our company has long been cut off from communication with the outside world, so many things can only be guessed, "While attacking Hotan with the strategic air force, there will be large-scale feints or even full-scale attacks in Altai, Mongolia, and even in the northeast." ”

Please don't doubt whether the Soviets have such ability, because the technology of the 20th century in this time and space is even more advanced than the 21st century in my previous life!

"Dividing troops is a taboo for soldiers." Zhu Ya frowned.

"Well, the point is not here, the point is that in the face of an old power like the Ming Dynasty, the Soviets will definitely go all out." I shrugged, "The emptiness in the rear can be imagined." ”

"Even if the rear is empty, a city like Shattered Leaf City won't even have a garrison of a hundred people, right? Not to mention that we don't have any heavy weapons at all. Zhu Ya frowned.

"Maybe not." Xu Xing didn't know when he regained a little spirit, he interjected at this moment, "I have read a report from the General Staff of the Soviet Union that Broken Leaf City is not an important military base on it, and once a large-scale military operation is carried out, it is indeed very likely to empty the garrison of the city, or even leave it undefended. ”

"But...... Can we really take the city with our strength? No matter how stupid the Soviets were, they would not have made such a low-level mistake. Zhu Ya still looked worried, "What's more, what's the point of reaching that city now!" ”

"That's our original goal, and if it doesn't work out, then we can only gamble." I took out my phone, I had already downloaded the satellite map of the area around Shattered Leaf City before participating in this operation, "If it succeeds, we will not only be able to make a show in the world and slap the Russians in the face, but also be able to replenish some heavy weapons for us, get some trucks and even tank mechs and other things, it will be too difficult to walk back to China on two legs." ”

Zhu Ya opened her mouth, looking like she still wanted to refute something, but was interrupted by Xu Xing waving her hand.

"Zhu Ya, listen to Lord Zhen." Xu Xing said slowly, "Although Lord Zhen is not a military person, what he said is very reasonable. In the past, Deng Ai destroyed Shu, wasn't it a risky plan? We may not be unable to succeed today. What's more, it's hard to have any other choice than that. Either go south to the Mughals and return to China by the way, or do a big job. ”

He obviously wants to do a big job, and it is clear that the position of the Duke of the Kingdom brings him not only glory but also heavy responsibility.

The matter was settled like this, Ren Zhuya was reluctant in a thousand ways, but she had to follow Xu Xing's orders.

At noon on the second day, we walked out of the terrible alpine region as planned, and after a short rest at the foot of the mountain, we made a rapid journey to our destination.

Entering the low-altitude area, everyone's physical condition has obviously improved a lot, although there are also symptoms of one kind or another, but at least they have recovered a certain combat effectiveness.

However, we still do not have a single radio communication with the country. Fear of exposure is only one aspect, but the most important thing is that we are still unable to contact, the electromagnetic signal is seriously interfered with, it seems that the Ming Dynasty reacted fairly quickly to the invading enemy, at least not by the Soviets' blitzkrieg to get into a hurry. At the very least, the confrontation between the two sides in the field of electronic warfare is very intense.

The road conditions are also quite poor, there is nothing to call a road in this vast prairie, the meadow is mixed with deep and shallow water, and when you step on it, half of your pants are wet, and the thick layer of mud under your leather boots makes it extremely difficult to walk.

It didn't take long for our group to become more Turkic than Turkic, and if it weren't for the fact that some of our facial lines were still too soft and the smell of wind and frost on our faces was not heavy, no one would have suspected that we were Uyghur guerrillas who had been rebelling against the Ming government in the border areas all year round.

Walking on this savannah is a death story.

After another half a day's work, we finally reached our first destination, a Soviet border post.

As I expected, there were only thirty remaining soldiers at the border post, seemingly uneasy about the natives, almost all Russians, Ukrainians, and even Poles, but there were no native Western Turks - or, more bluntly, Kazakhs.

"Who are you?" During the current war, Soviet soldiers have shown enough vigilance against us, the refugees. The five Soviet soldiers on duty raised their submachine guns in unison and asked twice in Kazakh and Russian.

I don't know Kazakh at all, but I can hear Russian. Although I never studied any European language other than English in my previous life, I was forced by my teacher to learn a lot of French, German, Russian, Latin, Italian and even Turkish. As for this, I speak French, German and Italian better, and I didn't learn the nasal pronunciation of Russian, so I can't speak it very well, but I can hear it roughly. In addition, I have also learned a lot of the vassal language of the Ming Dynasty, and my learning is very messy, but unfortunately it is not precise, and many words can only understand the approximate meaning, which is too far worse than my teacher, who is also a high-level intellectual. I wonder what he used to do. But my teacher's past experience is a mystery, and he never told me about it.

The guide Ou Ti hurriedly raised his hands and walked out, and replied in stiff Russian: "We are Dong. Partisans of Turkestan, hoping for asylum in the Soviet Union. Since three months ago, the damned Ming government has carried out a large-scale encirclement and suppression of us, and we have been cornered. ”

What Qu Ti is saying is the truth. The Soviet soldier was half convinced by his expression, and he looked at us for a while, seeing that the sloppy appearance on our bodies did not look like a disguise, so he nodded: "You wait here, I will ask the platoon commander for instructions." ”

Xu Xing, who was still a little weak, and I secretly glanced at each other, there was a play. The Soviets have been secretly financing the East. The independence movement of Turkestan has long been a well-known secret.

It didn't take long for a typical Russian rough man dressed in vodka to come out of the border post, and he stared at us with a clearly unkind look: "East. Turks? ”

"Yes, sir." Ou Ti nodded, his face not red at all.