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Chapter 1596 Eternal Interests

The town of Chatri, more than 40 kilometers south of Arres, was the temporary headquarters of the Central Asian Theater of the Soviet Army. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What? The 12th Infantry Division encountered stubborn resistance from the South Chinese Army north of the Yangiyur River? Kulik asked in surprise when he received the telegram, then walked quickly to the map and motioned to the staff officers to mark the green flag representing the An Jiajun on the railway bridge over the Yangiyur River.

"Yes, Comrade Marshal. Comrade Madinov, commander of the Fourth Army, telegraphed and said: Fortunately, heavy artillery and anti-aircraft weapons did not follow the troops southward, otherwise it is estimated that there would have been more than one bad luck now! The correspondent respectfully reported.

Kulik muttered: "Let the troops try to attack first, probe the enemy's details, and it is better to let the scouts record the strength of the opponent's fire and the number of artillery." ”

"Yes!"

Watching the messenger leave, Kulik looked carefully in front of the map, wondering if this would be the enemy's main force?

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The general-purpose machine gun is tantamount to a life-devouring devil for the Soviet troops charging on the flat ground, and when this machine gun makes a characteristic sound of tearing the tarpaulin, there will always be a few or even dozens of Soviet soldiers who temporarily or completely bid farewell to the battlefield.

Since the Soviet troops who were trying to attack did not carry heavy artillery and other weapons, it was the first defensive strategy of the 22nd Motorized Infantry Division to use all the shelters that could be used to defend and give full play to the power of the town's fortress and street battles as much as possible. The row of houses facing the bridge on the northern edge of the town, whether it is the kitchen, living room, or bedroom, is basically shot out by soldiers of the An Family.

In front of a window made of cabinets and sofas, a general-purpose machine gun fired a continuous fire every second or two, and the floor was already a mess, with dust and small grains of sand thrown by Soviet soldiers on the opposite bank of the river who returned fire from their rifles, to the messy footprints left by the soldiers of the An Jia's army, and a large amount of smashed glass.

In frequent firing, the bullet casings thrown by the machine gun are constantly in contact with the floor and the bullet casings on the floor, making a crisp "clanging" sound, which is extremely pleasant.

The battle lasted for more than half an hour, and there were already hundreds of yellow bullet casings on the ground, some of which were still rolling slowly, and the whole room was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

Looking at these river-facing windows from across the bridge, the Soviets could only see the muzzles of machine guns that spewed flames from time to time, as well as the camouflage steel helmets commonly worn by the Anjia infantry.

Right in one of the windows next to this general-purpose machine gun, two fighters armed with semi-automatic rifles, fired accurately. They flash their shoulders or half of their bodies to the window to aim and shoot, then quickly flash to the window or to the side, and then flash to the window again to aim and shoot until the bullet is fully loaded.

Although the firing speed of the semi-automatic rifle could not catch up with the machine gun, due to the well-trained officers and men of the Anjia family, the accuracy was well guaranteed.

Field battles and street battles are often a paradise for snipers and sharpshooters, the main force of the Anjia Army, each squad is equipped with a special sniper, and the ratio of sharpshooters is even more than one-third, in the battle, the Soviet army officers at all levels, communications and soldiers, suffered a major blow.

The Soviet attack became scattered due to the frequent shooting of middle and low-ranking officers, and among the Soviet infantry companies that were the first to rush across the iron bridge, the highest rank was actually only a sergeant platoon commander, and it was this unlucky fellow who had just taken over the command of the company, and lay on the river embankment to observe the terrain to determine the direction of the assault, not wanting to accurately shoot a bullet into his eyebrows, and then his head exploded like a rotten watermelon, and he followed his commanders in a daze.

The remaining 20 or so infantrymen, frightened and frightened, led by two sergeants, lay down on the river embankment north of the town and opened fire on the An Jiajun.

An infantry company that then rushed across the railway bridge, due to a large number of mortar shells on the road, and then came under frenzied strafing from general-purpose machine guns, when it reached the south bank of the Yanjiyur River through the railway bridge, only a poor dozen men and a platoon commander remained.

The group of Slavic warriors, leaning against the embankment, looked back at the place they had just passed, and the eyes of each of them were filled with deep fear.

The slow-flowing Yangiyur River has been stained red with blood, and on the river beaches and railway bridges on both sides, there are dense corpses, and every second a new dead person is born, a large number of wounded soldiers are struggling and wailing in pain, and a small number of medical guards with white flags have no time to give first aid to these wounded, and the battle situation is unbearable.

"Chong, fight with the Chinese!"

An angry Soviet soldier suddenly stood up from the river embankment and rushed forward four or five meters away like a tiger, who would have thought that he had just fired a shot at the window of a house in front of him that was sprayed with tongues of fire, and before he could even pull the bolt, a bullet from unknown ground hit him in the throat. The bullet pierced, a large amount of blood came out of the hole in the hole, and the soldier made a strange sound, covered his neck and fell, the blood instantly soaked the sand and gravel floor, and then solidified and evaporated in the heat.

There were more and more Soviet corpses lying at the southern exit of the iron bridge, and the entire river embankment was also full of dead and wounded.

To the south of the railway bridge, the town, which consisted of more than 500 houses and was guarded by three battalions of the 22nd Division, was like a huge black hole, constantly devouring the lives of the Soviet officers and soldiers who launched the charge.

However, under the leadership of the grassroots commanders and political cadres, the Soviet troops continued to converge at the north entrance of the railway bridge as if they had gone crazy, and then rushed forward desperately, although the railway bridge was sad, but in the end it was only forty or fifty meters, and in the attack at the cost of life, more and more people passed through the bridge.

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At the artillery position three kilometers south of the town, the 1st Regiment of the Artillery Brigade directly under the 8th Army, under the guidance of S3 reconnaissance aircraft in the air, began to suppress artillery fire on the north bank of the railway bridge.

The earth-shattering roar of artillery rang out from the artillery positions of the An Jiajun.

Almost in the blink of an eye, countless red lights and shadows rose into the air from the position, with dazzling light trails, swept towards the northern bridgehead and the depth where the Soviet troops gathered.

In a very short period of time, the artillery shells and rockets that rained down like torrential rain turned the entire road north of the bridge and the grass on both sides into a terrifying sea of fire.

Under such a dense artillery fire, and with no trenches to cover from the shrapnel fired everywhere, the role of individual soldiers is not much better than that of ants. No matter how great the role of faith may be, and how resolute the soldier's determination to die generously is, the defense of the heart quickly crumbles under the irresistible blow of steel.

The officers and men rushed blindly, and under the cover of artillery shells, they fell in pieces, and then they were swept up by the agitated air currents and turned into piles of flesh and blood. At this time, the only role that the soldier can play seems to be to add a handful of meaningless cannon fodder to the potholed ground.

Although only one regiment carried out the shelling, the density of fire from 48 120mm howitzers, 12 150mm howitzers and 12 Type I 24-barreled 150mm rocket launchers was enough to expose every inch of land to a bomb in a two-kilometer radius north of the Yangiyur River bridge.

So, after ten minutes of shelling, the world was quiet, the north side of the bridge was empty, there was not even a single shadow, and farther north, many soldiers were fleeing.

And the four or five hundred Soviet soldiers at the bridgehead in the south, who were stunned by the shelling, could not wait to raise the white flag -- I don't know whose white shirt was pressed against the top of the rifle and kept shaking.

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Only an hour later, Kulik received an urgent report from the front that the 12th Infantry Division was covered by dense artillery fire from the enemy, and since there was no cover to hide, the whole division was destroyed, and only the 500-odd men who were left behind survived. According to the analysis of artillery fire density, the opposing side has at least one army group size unit fighting.

At this point, Kulik no longer hesitated, and gave an order to the operational staff officer: "Pass my order: according to the predetermined plan, the three army groups stranded in Ares will move south as soon as possible. Ordered Martinov to build trenches, repair anti-aircraft positions, and start the attack after the artillery was stationed. ”

Mehris, the political commissar of the front army, said with some concern: "In the plan, Ares only left a division to defend, is the strength a little weaker?" ”

Kulik waved his hand and said, "It's okay, one division is enough!" Obviously, the South Chinese army has fled to the south. If their main force is stranded in the north, they will definitely not resist much on the front line of the Yangiyur River, and they will be able to make trouble behind the wind and rain after we go south! Hmph, the fact that so much artillery is used to defend a small estuary is a testament to their weakness and desire to resist us on the north bank of the Yangiyur River.

"The enemy is too naïve, the Yangiyur River is only 100 meters wide at its widest point, the depth of the water is only five or six meters, and it flows through the desert and the Gobi region, and we can cross the river at any time in other places. However, we are going to defeat our opponents through a head-to-head contest and make them understand that our Soviet Red Army is invincible! ”

Mehris did not dare to argue anymore and said: "Okay, I'll go to the troops and have a look." Neither we could find the food we needed in Shymkent nor Ares, and although some were collected from the people, it was only a drop in the bucket, and now the troops were still only able to sustain two meals a day, and I feared that morale would be seriously affected. ”

Kulik nodded: "Tell the soldiers, bear with it first, just take Tashkent." Tashkent is the place where the enemy's forces are gathered, and there must be a large amount of food and supplies hoarded, as long as we fight in one go, the enemy cannot move in time, and we will have food. ”

Mehris turned to leave, Kulik stood in front of the map for a while, and then walked out of the house with the staff officers who had cleaned up, and the soldiers behind him began to remove the map and telephone lines, and the ground was covered with confetti and a mess.

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Nanhua, Xinjing.

Seeing off the ambassadors of Bolivia and Brazil who came to exchange credentials, An Yi returned to the office, and before he could catch his breath, Secretary Liang Zihua pushed open the door and came in, saying that the German ambassador had arrived and was now waiting in the small conference room.

An Yi was a little surprised, quickly stood up, and followed Liang Zihua to the small conference room.

German Ambassador Angela Merkel respectfully shook hands with An Yi, and after the guest and host sat down, Merkel said: "Dear Mr. President, I have come here on behalf of our head of state to express a serious protest against your sale of the new type of weapons jointly developed by our two sides to the French and British.

"As we all know, since the strengthening of cooperation between China and China in the past three years, China has delivered many advanced technologies to you, including engines, alloys, tanks, aircraft, etc., and your scientific research results actually contain the crystallization of science and technology of the German Empire. If you sell many advanced weapons to France and Britain without consulting with China, and even directly give them research and development drawings, which has caused serious trouble to China's national defense and security, you will bear the main responsibility for the deterioration of bilateral relations. ”

An Yi smiled and said, "Mr. Ambassador, please convey my high respect for Hitler's Führer. Please tell the Führer that you need not worry too much about foreign trade weapons, because most of the weapons we sell to Britain and France are two or three generations behind the weapons we have mastered, and even foreign trade products of the same generation are far behind the products we have installed in terms of armor and firepower.

"The arms trade is a part of normal international trade, even if we do not provide weapons and equipment to Britain and France, Britain and France can also obtain through trade with the United States, and if Britain and France adopt our products, your country will not only master the performance of the opponent's weapons, but also have a clear comparison of the combat power of the two sides, otherwise no one can guarantee that the Americans will not sell their latest weapons to Britain and France.

"I can responsibly tell Mr. Ambassador here that you can also procure weapons and equipment from us in South China if you wish. Moreover, unlike those sold to Britain and France, we will sell some of the advanced weapons and equipment installed in our troops to Germany, of course, the price may be a little more expensive, but even if you include the freight, it is much cheaper than the price of your own production. ”

When Merkel heard this, she was very interested, and asked about the general situation of the weapons purchased by Britain and France, and asked Ming Nanhua for the details of the weapons and equipment that Nanhua could provide to Germany.

personally sent Merkel to the car, watching the sedan disappear at the end of the road, An Yi had a hint of mockery in his eyes: the current Germany, under the attack of Britain and France, is obviously at a disadvantage, and it must be strengthened to confront it. South China can only profit from the fact that Europe will be able to make a big deal out of it, so it is inevitable that arms sales will be tilted in favor of Germany. But as long as Germany defeats France and becomes the new hegemon of the European continent, South China will probably have to change its sales strategy.

In a word, between countries, there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests.