Just as Zhen Xiaoyong's "Destroyer" tank was advancing with victory, three Soviet Type 54 100mm anti-tank guns were lurking in the woods in front of them. These Soviet anti-tank artillery soldiers witnessed the unscrupulous slaughter of their tank comrades by these three Chinese tanks with the blood of their comrades-in-arms, and now they are still galloping forward with calamity. They hid in the woods and secretly rejoiced, and the opportunity to avenge their comrades had finally come.

As soon as Zhen Xiaoyong and his three "destroyer" tanks entered their firing range, they directly aimed at these Chinese invaders.

1000 meters, a little closer, 800 meters, let them get closer, 400 meters" fire! "The commander of the Soviet troops gave the order.

The six 100-millimeter tungsten core super-fast armor-piercing shells, which had been quenched in the revenge of the Soviet army, were fired at the Chinese tank with an initial velocity of 1,000 m/s. Four shots hit Zhen Xiaoyong's three tanks while they were on the move.

A 100 mm tungsten core ultra-fast armor-piercing bullet hit the right front deck of Zhen Xiaoyong's "destroyer" tank.

"I'm fucking, these old hairy men are giving me a fuck," Jia Erhei scolded loudly as he looked at the images and data on the screen interface of the thermal imager and ballistic computer. After all, scolding and scolding, all this did not delay his retaliation, he put his eyes on the stabilized ranging sight, then pressed the button of the automatic loader to adjust the ammunition, and replaced it with steel ball anti-personnel shells against infantry.

He almost synchronized the loading speed of the automatic loader, pressing the button once every seven or eight seconds on average, and continuously retaliated against the Soviet troops who dared to challenge him, the "No. 1 killer authority of the 2nd Battalion of Tanks".

One shot of anti-personnel steel ball shells blew up the Soviet troops on the three anti-tank gun positions, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The driver, Lu Han, felt that this was not enough to snow the hatred in his heart, and in the cockpit, through the internal intercom system, said: "Erhei, them with napalm and burn these bunnies"

"Good!" Jia Erhei also felt that his remaining anger had not subsided, and agreed very happily.

"Hey, hey, hey, what do you want to do?" Company Commander Zhen Xiaoyong hurriedly stopped Erhei's behavior: "What a good red pine forest this is, it's a pity to burn it, do you know?" Now these are our national property. ”

Tank No. 202 "Destroyer" is too much for today. "Boom", an anti-tank 100-mm shell hit the wedge-shaped modular armor in the front of tank No. 202, although the blow was nothing. But then there was another "boom", which "paralyzed" him, and the 100-mm anti-tank shell interrupted its tracks, and the No. 202 tank came to an abrupt halt, and all the tracks fell off the transmission wheels.

From this point on, no matter how anxious the 202 crew is, they can only wait here. Even though he was paralyzed. But he still refused to change from the protagonist to the audience and quit this passionate drama. He quickly turned the turret and fired two 125-mm grenades at the Soviet anti-tank gun position. avenged the revenge of the Soviet anti-tank artillery for these two arrows against themselves.

The anti-tank artillery attack this time was by no means caused by Zhen Xiaoyong's ambiguity and relaxation of vigilance, and the night vision and night aiming capabilities of the "Destroyer" tank can definitely be called the first-class in this era. The detection distance can reach 7~8 kilometers, and it can still reach 3~4 kilometers under harsh climatic conditions, but now the battlefield is full of tanks and various motor vehicles and personnel, as well as those destroyed and burned vehicles, trees, are strong infrared heat sources. In this weather of howling and snowy in the north, it is really not easy to find the insignificant heat source in the body of the Soviet officers and soldiers on the thermal imager, and it is easy to ignore it in the background of a strong infrared heat source filled with it.

Tank No. 202 was shot down by Soviet anti-tank guns, breaking tracks and breaking two transmission wheels, and had to withdraw from the battle. Zhen Xiaoyong left tank No. 203 there to guard tank No. 202, a tank that had lost the ability to walk and was waiting to be repaired. I had to ride alone at night, while pulling some "odd jobs" on Route 64, and on the other hand, facing east to meet another assault group of my 2nd company.

After several hours of fierce fighting, the sound of gunfire gradually died down, and there was no Soviet formed resistance on Route 64 and its sides. Zhen Xiaoyong's No. 201 tank had already rushed out of the place about 10 kilometers away from the place of attack. Zhen Xiaoyong was still thinking about the Soviet tank that he was not careful and had no time to "take care of" when he was attacking. He decided to kill the pistol - go back and see if it was still there?

I didn't expect him to meet him. Zhen Xiaoyong spotted the constantly moving Soviet T55 tank through the gaze focal plane thermal imager. Since the tank was driving in a hollow in a forest, affecting his own firing range, he decided to wait for the cunning Soviet tank on the edge of the dent.

Putin, the commander of the 1st Tank Regiment of the Soviet Army, led his tank, cautiously moving forward along the edge of the forest, everything went well, and it was a few kilometers away from the war zone. But when he drove to the bend in the woods, he suddenly found a Chinese tank rushing towards his tank, "Fire!" Hurry up! As soon as the two sides looked at each other, Putin shouted hoarsely.

The commanders of both guns were quick and opened fire almost simultaneously. But Putin was unlucky, his shells flew from the upper right of the "Destroyer" tank. But the frontal turret of his tank was really carved out of a big hole by the 125 mm armor-piercing bullet on the Chinese tank, and the powerful impact of the armor-piercing bullet made the steel armor of Putin's T55 tank form a liquefied metal jet as thick as the mouth of a bowl, which completely acted on the loader in the turret, and instantly vaporized the loader's body.

The 125-mm projectile drilled into the turret, and the high-energy explosive inside the projectile exploded violently. The instantaneous high temperature and high pressure release its powerful energy to all objects. Whether Comrade Putin and his comrades-in-arms want to or not, they must unconditionally accept the release of this powerful energy into their bodies, and the result of this acceptance is to disassemble their bodies into several small units, and then turn them into the most basic element of this material world - carbon.

The battle continued until 2 o'clock in the morning of the next day, and the 1st Tank Regiment of the 34th Tank Division of the Soviet Army was no longer equipped with tanks and vehicles.

Highway 64 and its sides are filled with smoke, and the wreckage of T55 tanks and other vehicles that burns everywhere is very discordant with the white world. The corpse-strewn ground was gradually covered with snow, forming snowdrifts that were horizontal and vertical.

On the battlefield, only those Soviet officers and soldiers who lost their tanks were left shivering in the roaring north wind and snow, surrounded by the still burning vehicles, they threw some combustibles into the fire from time to time, and finally even the guns were thrown into the fire, and the wooden butt on the AK47 assault rifle would also bring a touch of warmth to themselves. This cannot be blamed for the fact that these Soviet officers and soldiers did not spare their second life - weapons. There is no way to do this, in the cold night of minus 40 degrees, every trace of heat will make your life last a little longer, so the second life must obey the needs of the first life after all.

At this time, if you ignore these Soviet officers and soldiers in extremely cold conditions, 80% of them will definitely be frozen corpses before dawn, and 100% of the 20% of Soviet officers and soldiers who can survive will need to have their limbs amputated.

No one can stay for more than ten hours in such cold weather without harm.

If they encounter a ruthless person like Han Biao and Han Cripple, if they don't do anything, none of these Soviet officers and soldiers will definitely not survive, and they will all have to freeze to death outside.

The Chinese People's Liberation Army will not see death without salvation, how can it be said that it is a mighty army and a benevolent and righteous army.

The tanks of the 2nd Battalion of the People's Liberation Army worked tirelessly to guard around the battlefield, and more than 20 wheeled scooters patrolled between the battlefields, followed by 8-ton open-top trucks. Two propaganda vehicles with temporary loudspeakers repeatedly broadcast announcements to the Soviet army in Russian:

"Officers and men of the 45th Tank Regiment of the 34th Division of the 1st Army of the Soviet Red Army:

You have reached the end of your life, and you commander of the 45th Army in the Far East, Vyov. Lieutenant General Dakibasky, who committed suicide yesterday in the basement of your 45th Army office building. The organs of the command of the 45th Army of the Far Eastern Military District of the Soviet Army, stationed in the city of Blagoveshchensk, and the 35th Motorized Rifle Division, stationed in the Blagoveshchensk region, have also been completely annihilated.

Your 34th Tank Division, the 3rd Tank Regiment on the left, and the 2nd Tank Regiment on the right are in the same situation as you are now, all of them have been solved by us. The divisional artillery regiment of your 34th Division and the 4th Armored Teaching Regiment were also fiercely attacked by our troops, and the casualties were more than 1/2. Your division commander, Major General Alexander Diowech, has been killed. Your regimental commander, Nikolai Piputin, was wiped out an hour ago on the way to escape along with the 001 tank in which he was riding.

Now that you are surrounded by us, how long can you hold out in this blizzard of minus 41 degrees? You haven't eaten anything for 15 hours now, and see if most of the wounded around you have frozen to death.

Most of you officers and men who are still alive are now frostbitten, and I am afraid that by dawn, you will all have to freeze to death, even if you don't freeze to death, you will have to have frostbite amputated.

You've done everything a soldier should do. Now we advise you to cherish your lives and your health, and not to make any more unnecessary sacrifices here.

We share the same beliefs, after all, we are still comrades. We don't want to see you freeze here, and now we just order you to lay down your arms and lift your wounded alive into the cars, and those of you who are still able to move around now, assemble at Milestone 78 on Highway 64, where tents and steaming brown sugar ginger water have been prepared for you. We, the Chinese People's Liberation Army, will guarantee the safety of your lives.

If you don't want to go, you are willing to continue to be hungry and frozen here, and we respect your desire and will never force you. It's up to you to choose where to go, we're tired all day, so we're going back to have some supper and go to bed."

What does it mean to send charcoal in the snow? It's called charcoal in the snow! An absolute seldom! Not only charcoal but also ginger syrup. These dying Soviet officers and soldiers who were hungry and cold, and who were freezing cold, could not even say a word now, let alone resist. The only sound they can make from their mouths is the sound of "da, da, da" and the upper and lower teeth.

After hearing the announcement broadcast by the Chinese People's Liberation Army, it was really wearing filial piety clothes and worshipping heaven and earth, mixed with sorrow and joy. "Saved! Finally saved! "At this time, if you let these Soviet officers and soldiers who were frozen and confused shout these words of gratitude, it is absolutely impossible to shout out. They can only secretly think in their vague consciousness: "Dad, Chinese, you are my own father!" The heavens and the earth are not as great as the kindness of the Chinese, and the fathers and mothers are not as good as these Chinese People's Liberation Army relatives."

Those who were physically strong and could still move in the Soviet army lifted those who were so cold that they could no longer move onto the military trucks of the squadron in front of them. Then a group of three, a group of five, snuggled up to each other, neck brunch, shoulder-to-shoulder, bent over, against the wind, braving the snow, struggling to gather towards the light, towards the warm Route 64 78 milestone direction, there is no strength greater than the desire for life.

Beneath Milestone Highway 78, in a hollow, a tree trunk is a skeleton with tarpaulin, surrounded by a makeshift tent surrounded by tarpaulin, and in the middle is a makeshift stove made of gasoline drums, and a large marching pot with steaming ginger brown sugar water.

Groups of shivering Soviet prisoners walked into the steam-filled tent, sat on the hay around them, held the tin cups of water with their trembling hands, and poured the steaming ginger syrup into the mouths that were constantly shivering and disobeying.

The sweetest water of heaven on earth is a drink that can quickly soothe these people who have been frozen in the cold and feel warm from the inside out.

What could be happier and more pleasant at this moment?

Some of the Soviet prisoners, who had recovered a little, took off their leatherette boots and roasted the frozen hard footcloth with fire. The whole tent was filled with a suffocating stench.

The Chinese [***] people thought very carefully about these Soviet prisoners of war comrades, and specially prepared several frostbite tents for them, where rows of rewarming pools made of half gasoline barrels were buried on the ground, and warm water was placed in them, so that those Soviet officers and soldiers with frostbitten hands and feet could sit around and put their hands and feet in the warm water to quickly rewarm.

(To be continued)