"Let's go!"

The fighters boarded the trucks one after another, the MLRS of the regimental artillery were hung behind the trucks, and the regimental commander also boarded an armored command vehicle. The car started to start.

Leaning back against the car, Yang Maode looked out from the back of the car, and his eyes fell on the shadow at the corner of the pit for a long time. The earth-shattering cannon sound outside suddenly seemed to be far away, and he suddenly remembered the beautiful female lieutenant surnamed Murong.

What is she doing at this moment? Is it the same as yourself, fully armed to go to the battlefield?

Somehow, his eyes suddenly flashed before his eyes the figure of her struggling to move forward under artillery fire, as if a bullet had hit her.

Disturbed by the strange thoughts that had sprung up at him, he quickly changed his sitting position and straightened up.

The regimental staff officers, who were waiting for the order at the mouth of the tunnel, waved small red flags to the convoy indicating the departure signal. The engines of the convoy were boosted to the maximum in an instant, and dozens of tanks rushed into the night like hungry wolves.

The truck crossed the long road and rushed onto the road outside the mountain. The road had been blown up by enemy artillery fire some time ago, the trucks did not turn on their lights, and the drivers wore infrared night vision devices and carefully walked around the craters. The speed of the truck was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and soon it crossed the outer defensive positions of the Chinese army.

Looking up the hill from the back of the carriage, the suppressive firing of the huge heavy artillery group of the Chinese army had no intention of stopping, and the countless gun emplacements on the hill were pouring grenades and cannon shells of various calibers. Occasionally, multiple rocket launchers join in the chorus, and the scarlet rocket trajectory reflects the sky red in an instant, and the trajectory of countless rockets and other shells hangs down the horizon like a casually waved waterfall, forming a spectacular scene. The fierce fire of the cannon swarms roared like countless rumbling steel beasts, and the whole mountain was like an awakened giant, shining with vengeance, sowing the seeds of death to the enemy's position.

From time to time, tracked armored convoys of mechanized units of the Chinese army passed by in the fields on both sides of the road, mostly vehicles of self-propelled artillery units, who had already begun to advance deep into the Soviet defense line torn apart by the vanguard of the Chinese army. Three hours ago, the vanguard mechanized armored assault unit of the Chinese army broke through the Soviet line under the cover of heavy artillery groups, and now it has penetrated deeply and moved to a depth of more than 50 kilometers of the enemy's defensive line.

As the flank covering force of the vanguard assault group, the 203rd Division's operational objective tonight was to completely crush the main force of the 7th Mechanized Infantry Division of the Soviet 2nd Army, which had been beaten and dizzy about 45 kilometers southwest of the defensive area, and to prevent the Soviet 7th Division from withdrawing along the periphery of the highway in the direction of the city 40 kilometers away, and to expand the depth and width of the Chinese army's defense on the flank, and finally build a defensive position with a width of 60 kilometers with friendly forces.

After running on a bumpy road for about 40 minutes, the fighters began to get out of the car and assemble. In the darkness, countless warriors were quickly gathering, and the low roll call and the clashing of weapons on the run converged into a tense atmosphere. After unloading the troops in a matter of minutes, the truck quickly turned around and pulled the next unit away.

Jumping out of the truck, Yang Maode looked at the surrounding scene suspiciously. In the distance, about 3 kilometers away, there was a fire and thick smoke, and there was probably an enemy position on that side. "How can we assemble so close to the enemy with such a swagger?" He was starting to lose his eyes.

"Quick, don't waste time. We're going to assault. Lao Liu saw that he was being stupid and pushed him.

The company was quickly reorganized under the command of the instructor Lao Lu, and everyone waited for the company commander who had received the order to return. Not far from them, two engineering repair vehicles were repairing a "Gray Wolf" tank that had been damaged by the enemy during the attack a few hours earlier, and a tankman with a bandaged head was sitting next to him.

After a few more minutes, the company commander ran over.

"The task of our company was to unite the 1st and 2nd companies to assault the positions of the 7th Battalion of the 3rd Mechanized Infantry Regiment of the 2nd Mechanized Infantry Division of the enemy. The first platoon and the second platoon advanced in two directions, and I led the team, and each platoon sent a squad to be the vanguard search team. Pay attention to the method of advancing with the three-three system, everyone evacuates and advances, and does not crowd into a pile. The artillery platoon is covered in the rear, the automatic grenade launcher and rocket launcher are ready to fire at any time, the automatic grenade launcher firing scale is set at 600 meters, and the recoilless gun is not used, which can easily expose the target. Anti-tank rocketeers pay attention to enemy armored targets and are ready to fire at any time. The third platoon and the special platoon were in reserve, and the company headquarters followed the movement behind the artillery platoon, and the instructor and the company headquarters acted together. The communications squad immediately began to erect wires on the spot, laying one line along a width of 100 meters, and set up four lines tonight, leading directly to the regimental headquarters three kilometers behind. The cooking class was built in situ here. The whole company is going into action right now! ”

After the company commander gave the order, he immediately began to assign the advance route and organize the commanders and fighters of the second platoon and the second platoon, and after a while, the soldiers who set off first disappeared into the rolling hills. Lao Liu, who was not arranged to take the lead, muttered in a low voice very dissatisfied, and turned around to slap the ass of a slow soldier in the platoon.

This is a hilly area outside the small city, and the Soviet army's defense line was torn open by the Chinese assault force a few hours ago, a large hole more than 10 kilometers wide, and the Soviet army obviously has not reacted under the suppressive fire of the Chinese army's long-range artillery fire.

Along the way, you can see the enemy's armored vehicles and other models of tracked transporters destroyed by our army, Lao Lu pointed and told Yang Maode that this is a German-made infantry fighting vehicle, that is a Soviet-made tracked transporter, etc., and occasionally you can see a large number of self-propelled guns destroyed by the Chinese army.

After advancing for about half an hour, the vanguard engaged the enemy in an exchange of fire. The Soviets tried to stop the advance of the Chinese army with the help of buildings and armored combat vehicles, and at the same time the Soviet mortars began to fire. Lao Liu saw that the front was hit, so he stretched his neck to look at it, while urging everyone to move quickly.

At this time, the Chinese army launched a simultaneous attack on a frontal several kilometers wide. Artillery fire from regimental and divisional artillery units also began to fire in depth at the Soviet troops. With the tail flame of the anti-tank missile launched in the dark of night, the tanks and armored combat vehicles of the Soviet army exposed their targets were destroyed one after another. The assault team led by the company commander himself has already rushed into the Soviet positions! Soon behind them, the fighters of the communications squad pulled up the telephone line that had already connected to the regimental headquarters. From time to time, the instructor stopped to report their progress to the regimental headquarters and called in the artillery to fire at the direction of the enemy's heavy fire group, which was still resisting. Next to him, an artillery observer kept measuring and reporting to the instructor.

Soon they stormed the positions of the 3rd Mechanized Infantry Regiment of the 7th Mechanized Infantry Division of the Soviet Army. The morale of the remaining Soviet troops seemed to have been completely lost, and they were busy breaking through the encirclement, rushing to the left and right of the town in a chaotic manner, completely ignoring the blocking and firing of the Chinese artillery.

After reporting the general location of the 3rd Company to the regimental headquarters, the instructor shouted to everyone: "Brothers! Don't let the enemy run! Three platoons and special platoons follow me! ”

Crossing two streets, they ran head-on into a group of Soviet soldiers who were trying to break through. The warriors leaned against the corners of the buildings and fired at the enemy. The Soviet soldiers were so beaten by the sudden and heavy fire that they did not dare to raise their heads. At this moment, a Soviet tank that had slipped through the net suddenly rushed out of a building not far away, and the Soviet infantry rushed towards them one after another hiding behind the tank.

"Anti-tank guys! There are no anti-tank fighters! Hurry up and knock out the enemy tank! The instructor shouted anxiously.

Just as the instructor was calling for the anti-tank man, an anti-tank rocket hissed and screamed from not far from Yang Maode's side.

The anti-tank rocket quickly hit the front of the turret of the Soviet-made "KV-1" tank, and although the explosion did not cause much damage to the enemy tank, the smoke from the explosion temporarily obscured the view of the enemy tank crew.

Another rocket came out from the flank and hit the tank's side armor, but unfortunately the Soviet tankman was frantically turning the turret, and the rocket hit the wrong angle, and it exploded when it brushed the tank turret diagonally. However, the Soviet soldiers hiding behind the tanks were not so lucky, and a few unlucky people who were hit by the projectile shrapnel fell to the ground screaming.

"Stop fighting, ceasefire!" The instructor shouted.

Yang Maode looked up and saw a hand stretched out from the turret of the enemy tank, carrying a white handkerchief and waving it desperately. The enemy demanded surrender. It seems that the Soviet soldiers in this tank knew very well that they were doomed tonight, so they decided to surrender.

A few warriors were left to guard the captives surrendered by the enemy, while the rest of the warriors, led by the Instructor, continued to traverse the town in search of the enemy.

On the south side of the town, there was also a Soviet mortar position that had not been eliminated, and Soviet soldiers were still firing shells desperately. Lao Lu commanded the soldiers to divide into three routes, and quickly touched the Soviet position by taking advantage of the dead corners of the buildings in the town. The Soviet troops were stationed in a large courtyard, and the soldiers faintly found the figure of Mao Zibing in the high buildings in the courtyard. Lao Lu copied a bazooka, took a slight aim, and the rocket accurately hit the window of the building. With the explosion of rockets, the three fighters opened fire almost simultaneously, and the guns and grenades fell in the courtyard like beads, and the explosion suddenly rang out. The dozens of Soviet soldiers who remained in the large courtyard were immediately killed and wounded, and a ghost cried wolf. Taking advantage of the chaos of the Soviet soldiers, the fighters quickly burst through the courtyard wall that had blasted through the gap. The battle lasted only three minutes before it ended.

After taking out the enemy's artillery positions, our small detachment continued to assault the southern outskirts of the town. Yang Maode followed Lao Lu up the hill, and they saw in the distance that the Chinese mechanized troops were destroying the remaining resistance of the enemy. Several anti-tank rockets were launched from the middle of the enemy's position, but before the rockets reached the armored vehicles of the Chinese army, the firing positions of the Soviet troops were shrouded in an explosion of fire, and a series of dazzling tracer bullets were fired at the Soviet positions from all directions, but there was still an anti-tank rocket launched by the Soviet army that hit a Chinese armored vehicle that could not be evaded, and after the violent explosion, a crew member who was still alive staggered out of the car and fell to the ground.

Looking at the Chinese soldier who escaped by chance, Yang Maode somehow remembered the beautiful female lieutenant again.

The town was flickering, the buildings were still burning, and many light and flammable materials were tossed into the gray sky by the heat wave, and small gray ashes were floating everywhere in the air. In the light of the bright and uncertain fire, the officers of the various companies began to hastily assemble their troops. The town gradually descended into darkness. At 5 o'clock in the morning, the Chinese soldiers continued to advance under the cover of artillery fire.

Crossing a wrecked Soviet tank, the convoy of the 3 company drove across the road. After about twenty kilometers in the direction of the west, they reached the designated mountain camping position. The fighters jumped out of the trucks one after another.

Yang Maode took advantage of the twilight morning light to look around the area. Down the hill is a small rural settlement, with a small river winding through the village. The mountains behind are somewhat high, about three or four hundred meters high, and the winding mountains stretch for about a dozen miles, and most of the mountains are covered with sparse pine forests.

"Look! There was a crashed plane on the mountain. A sharp-eyed warrior said, pointing to a hill not far away.

Sure enough, in the thin morning light, in the pine forest on the mountain not far away, the wreckage of an airplane was still curling with green smoke, and the tail of the plane was still hanging on the top of a thick pine tree.

"It's our plane. There may still be people alive. Lao Liu, you take a few people up the mountain to have a look. We are waiting for you in the village. Company Commander Wang put down the binoculars and said to Platoon Commander Liu.

"Yes!" Lao Liu responded, "Hu Biao, bring your class with me." ”

"Lao Liu, wait for me, I'll take a look too." Yang Maode hesitated for a moment and followed the team advancing towards the mountain.

Passing through the dense woods by the river, our search team slowly headed to the top of the mountain. The birds in the mountains have long been woken up by the morning sun, jumping and chirping in the woods. The vegetation in the morning is covered with a thin layer of mist, the air in the woods is refreshingly scented, and the sunlight penetrates through the dense foliage to form crystalline pillars of light. The warriors walked through the low bushes, and the back of Yang Maode's hands were soon covered with cool droplets, and he kept stopping to squint and look up at the pine forest high up in front of him.

"Hey! Is anyone still alive? ”

When the soldiers in front of him were about to reach the top of the mountain, they saw that there was no movement, so they couldn't help but open their throats and shout. The warriors began to scatter in search of each other.

"Platoon commander, here our pilot is still alive!" One of the fighters who was walking fast in front quickly spotted the clue.

Yang Maode saw a person lying not far from the wreckage of the plane, wearing a flight cap on his head, and the flight suit on his body had been torn, revealing the clothes inside.

Yang Maode walked over quickly, stretched out his hand to help the pilot, the pilot let out a low moan, Yang Maode saw the slightly bloodstained face under the flight cap, and his whole body couldn't help but shake up like an electric shock.

It's her! That female lieutenant!

The female pilot opened her eyes weakly, and when she saw Yang Maode's face, she was also slightly stunned.

Yang Maode's heart was like a deer, so much so that the disguised smile on his face seemed a little unnatural. He never thought that the two would meet again on such an occasion.

"Medic!" Yang Maode didn't dare to look at the eyes that haunted him anymore, but turned his head and shouted.

"It doesn't matter...... I'm fine, it's just a little dizzy......" The lieutenant grabbed his arm, "Help me up......"

"You'd better lie down for a while and wait for the medic to come and show you." Yang Maode's words of concern were naturally said, which made him feel very strange.

"It's okay, I've checked it myself, and it's just a little bit of skin." The female lieutenant shook her head, and with Yang Maode's support, she slowly stood up.

"Is there any chocolate?" The lieutenant asked.

"Yes." Yang Maode rummaged through his pocket, took out a plate of chocolate as a refill, and handed it to the female lieutenant.

"Thank you." She took it and quickly tore open the tin foil wrap, put the chocolate in her mouth and chewed it.

It may have been that the chocolate she ate had done her job, and the lieutenant's original look quickly disappeared.

"Let's go down. Here you might run into a German plane. The female lieutenant said to Yang Maode.

"The planes of the Germans?" Yang Maode couldn't help but be stunned when he heard her say this.

"Yes! I'm ashamed to say that I was beaten down by the Germans. The lieutenant's face flushed, and a hint of resentment flashed in her eyes.

"Are the planes of the Germans much more powerful than the Soviet red-haired ones?" Yang Maode asked.

"Yes, German pilots were much more difficult to deal with than Soviet ones." The female lieutenant nodded, "Don't look at the air supremacy of our air force and army aviation, and we have radar and anti-aircraft artillery groups, they can still take advantage of loopholes and fly in." Their aircraft surname is also much better than that of Soviet aircraft. ”

Seeing the look of doubt on the faces of Lao Liu, Hu Biao and others, the female lieutenant pointed to the sky in the distance and said; "They will use ultra-low-altitude flight methods to avoid our radars and carry out surprise attacks on ground targets, and we are now on such a mountain, once they encounter their fighters, it will be difficult to dodge."

Yang Maode and Lao Liu immediately realized the danger and left the mountain with the warriors and returned to the woods.

"In this way, Germany's support for the Soviet Union is getting stronger and stronger." Lao Liu said, "I'm afraid the battle will be more difficult in the future." ”

"Yes! I heard that the Germans had occupied all of the British mainland and were preparing to attack Ireland. Hu Biao said.

Yang Maode had no intention of listening to everyone's discussions, and in his opinion, the Germans were nothing remarkable, and they just came to fight. His mind now is all on the female lieutenant beside him.

"Are you hungry? I still have chocolate here. Yang Maode took out another piece of chocolate and handed it to her.

"Thank you." The lieutenant took the chocolate, but did not open it immediately, but looked at Yang Maode with big shining eyes.

"Pilot of the 'Golden Leaf' Aviation Brigade of the 101st Aviation Division of the Air Force, Murong Xue." She generously held out her hand and asked, "What about you?" ”

"The second deputy of the third company of the first regiment of the 203rd Infantry Division, Yang Maode." Yang Maode is happy to finally know her name. He reached out and shook her hard, her palms warm and soft.

(To be continued)