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Chapter 1608 Five Swords Seal the Throat

In the middle of the night on 4 August, the missile launch site on the hills northeast of Leninabad was busy, and under the illumination of searchlights, the entire missile launch site was as bright as day, and the F-2 missiles erected on the launch pad were like sharp swords, pointing straight at the sky. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a day and night of intense construction by the missile unit, 10 missiles were installed on the rocket launchers, and in Central Asia in early August, the temperature was suitable at night, and the officers and men of the missile brigade were engrossed in their work with full attention and meticulousness in making the final preparations before launch.

Minute by minute, and in the early hours of the morning, Lieutenant General Zhou Dingcheng, commander of the Ninth Group Army, gave the order to ignite the fire.

With an earth-shattering roar, a puff of smoke rose from around the launcher, and a huge orange-red flame erupted downward from the missile's tail, and the missile immediately rose from the ground, like a meteor flying in reverse, straight up into the night sky.

It coincides with the ninth day of the seventh lunar month, the new moon is brilliant, and the weather over the launch site is clear and the visibility is excellent. A few seconds later, the vertically rising missile began to turn according to the program and flew into the distant sky.

In the ground command center, the radio station constantly transmits the electronic signals of the missiles transmitted by the radar of the high-altitude airship, and on the electronic display screen, the missiles draw a perfect arc and constantly fly towards the target.

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Receiving the exact report of the failure of the armored forces on the northern front and the western front, and looking at the shocking series of loss figures, Kulik was stunned, and it took a long time for him to shake his head vigorously as if he had broken free from a nightmare, and by this time, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

Kulik strode over to the battle map, looked at it more and more, and finally turned his head and yelled at the nervous staff officers in the war room:

"Immediately convey my orders: the Second Army and the First Cavalry Corps should stop their westward advance, build fortifications on the spot, set up more anti-aircraft positions around the artillery units, and dig more anti-tank trenches. The Fifth Army and the 2nd Cavalry Corps, quickly digging trenches along the south bank of the Syr Dary, laying out minefields, organizing death squads, and if necessary, blowing up iron bridges! The 1st and 6th armies intensified their offensive on the Sulyukta Pass, and at all costs, they must fight their way out! ”

The staff officers faithfully recorded Kulik's order, and immediately shook the phone to give the latest order.

Kulik felt very uncomfortable and wet, so he immediately loosened his collar button and strode to the window to breathe. Suddenly, his eyes were drawn to a shining, constantly moving point of light in the distant sky.

Meteor?

Doesn't fly sideways!

Cannonball?

It's impossible to reach that high!

What exactly is that?

The point of light flies from east to west, slowly falling, and the trailing tail is clearly visible in the clear night sky!

Is this a mysterious weapon developed by the enemy?

Why is it possible to fly thousands of meters in the air?

Countless questions crossed Kulik's mind.

Wrong! That direction is......

Kulik's heart tensed suddenly!

The direction in which the point of light flies is Ursachiev! The food, ammunition and oil supply base located there is a lifeline to support the troops to continue fighting!

The point of light slowly fell, and Kulik's heart sank!

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Ursachiev, due to the implementation of light control, the entire small city covering an area of more than 10 square kilometers is in darkness.

The supply base is built around the freight storage center of the railway station, which is a railway transport hub, and Ursachiev has a large oil depot and cargo station, which is specially zoned for ease of management and transportation. But I don't know if it was the negligence of the designer, the oil depot was actually built in the middle of the ammunition depot and the grain warehouse, for food, there is no more deadly threat than gasoline, diesel and other fuel oil.

It is estimated that he is also aware of the flaws in the design, and around this supply base, which occupies a large number of warehouses and residential houses, Kulik has arranged three divisions, dug as many as three trenches, and the circumference of the extended trenches is as high as 50 kilometers, in addition to countless bunkers, the defense can be described as impregnable.

In order to prevent the attack of the superior air force of the Anjia Army, three air defense regiments, with a total of more than 100 anti-aircraft guns and more than 300 anti-aircraft machine guns, were arranged inside and outside the city.

However, today's hedgehog shell will be broken by a sharp weapon that has never been seen in human history.

It was late at night, and the entire city of Ursachiev had fallen asleep, and only the sentinels in charge of the surrounding trenches were passing the time without saying a word.

"It's really unbearable, I only ate one meal today, a piece of bread of less than 100 grams, plus the broth boiled by starving war horses and picked wild vegetables, and now I feel like my belly is almost on my back!"

A tall, thin soldier leaned feebly against the wall of the trench, staring blankly at the distant sky.

"I'm okay, last night I helped the granary catch the rats, tsk, I caught two fat mice, this morning after skinning them, put them on a wooden stick, roast them over a charcoal fire, and coat them with salt and some spices from the cooking class, they are so delicious! If you knew that rat meat was so delicious, you should have hit its mind early. By the way, I heard that there are many moles that eat insects and grass roots in this grassland, and we will look for them tomorrow, saying that it may not be rewarded! ”

Another diminutive soldier licked his lips and said with a wistful look.

The tall and thin soldier smiled bitterly and shook his head: "There is no hope!" During this period of lack of food, the nearby grasslands were all rummaged over, rats, earthworms, and locusts were all rushed to eat, and some grass roots containing starch also became a straining commodity, and it was not our turn. ”

"Huh!?"

The short soldier was a little surprised, then touched his belly, and said, "There is white mud around here, and the kind of millet that feels like brewing wine in the mouth, and someone has been stealing it recently...... They don't eat bad stomachs, do they? ”

"Don't eat it!"

The tall and thin soldier's face changed, and he hurriedly stopped: "Although that kind of soil can satisfy hunger, it cannot be digested and absorbed by the human body, and after eating, it is distended and it is difficult to defecate. Eight years ago, during the great famine in Ukraine, my parents saved food rations for me and my younger siblings, and they ate that white mud and died within a month. Later, my younger siblings starved to death, and I wandered to the Caspian Sea, surviving by eating raw kelp, fish and shrimp. ”

The dwarf soldier was silent for a while, and after a long time he said: "My family is in Perm, the Urals, and there was also a great famine after the collectivization of agriculture, but fortunately, there is a big river near Perm, and there are wild things in the mountains, which can be replenished from time to time to some food for the family. But even then, there was a younger brother and a younger sister who starved to death. Alas, I really don't want to experience this hungry life again. ”

"Huh!?"

The tall and thin soldier suddenly exclaimed, pointed to the sky and asked, "Look, what is that?" Shooting stars? ”

The short soldier raised his head, his eyes widened: "It's getting brighter and brighter, and it's still dragging its tail, it can't be a cannonball, right?" ”

"It looks like a rocket! But how can a rocket fly so high and so far? The tall and thin soldier said with some uncertainty.

The point of light was getting brighter and brighter, and with a terrifying scream, it rushed straight towards the city of Ursachiev in the distance.

"Boom-"

Almost in the blink of an eye, an earth-shattering explosion sounded, and the intense light of the fire jumped thirty or forty meters high. The two soldiers looked at each other, and their eyes were full of fear - the missile's landing point was clearly an ammunition warehouse near the train station.

What is the concept of a 1.5-ton high-energy explosive warhead that hits an ammunition depot full of shells? To take a simple analogy, it's the equivalent of throwing a torch into a gasoline barrel and sparks falling into a powder pile, almost at a point. With the explosion of the missile, it immediately triggered the explosion of the bombs stacked in the warehouse, and suddenly, the entire ammunition depot was like countless aerial bombs were dropped, and huge mushroom clouds violently churned up.

In the violent explosion of shells, the sound of machine gun and rifle bullets also sounded like fried beans. One bullet after another, bursting out of the shell under the blazing heat, fired in all directions, and many Soviet officers and soldiers who were lucky enough to survive the baptism of the explosion were quickly beaten into a bloody sieve by the flying bullets.

The sound of the explosion was incessant, and at some point, shrapnel emitting high temperature and heat splashed into the oil warehouse on the side. In the frequent impact in a short period of time, the oil drums placed in the open air for easy transportation and refueling were hit by the dense shrapnel and sparked violent sparks, several oil drums were overwhelmed, and finally penetrated by shrapnel, gasoline quickly flowed out, sparks splashed, gasoline was ignited, and the fire surrounded thousands of oil drums placed outside at once.

The temperature rose rapidly, some of the oil barrels began to explode violently, in the skyrocketing fire, those intact gasoline barrels were swept into the air twenty or thirty meters high by a strong air wave, in the continuous increase in the high temperature, the air pressure in the oil barrels expanded rapidly, and then an explosion occurred, and the flying gasoline was overwhelming, and the entire city of Ursachiev was almost within the splashing range of gasoline.

Later, the oil depot coated with fireproof and waterproof materials, the isolation layer was penetrated by the shrapnel of the explosion, and the exposed gasoline, diesel, kerosene, etc. were affected, and burned, and finally, the fire was connected, and as a huge mushroom cloud rose, the oil depot filled with oil completely exploded, and the splashed gasoline fell to the grain warehouse, and the bags containing dry flour, buckwheat, oats and other grains burned under the infiltration of gasoline, and soon spread to the entire warehouse, and bags of grain quickly turned into burning ashes.

Just as the Soviets were preparing to put out the fire, the second missile fell again.

The target of this attack was directly set up in a grain warehouse.

You must know that within 350 kilometers, the error of the F-2 missile is only 100 meters, which is almost negligible for a grain storage center covering an area of several thousand meters.

As the missiles fell, earth-shattering explosions were heard, and this sudden attack was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire for the burning grain warehouse. Many Soviet officers and soldiers who were fighting the fire were hit by the flying shrapnel, and they didn't have time to snort before they returned to the west, and the rest of the people threw away the water basin and other fire-fighting equipment, retreated in a panic, and when they arrived at a place where they thought they were safe, they looked at the sky in the distance in fear, and felt a sense of powerlessness from the heart for the mysterious bomb used by the squadron.

On the night of the same day, the missile unit of the Anjia Army launched five missiles one after another, all of which poured into the city of Ursachyev, and ruthlessly attacked the logistical supplies of the Soviet army, such as food, ammunition and materials.

The next morning, when Kulik received the specific data on the losses sent back by the defenders of Ursachiev, it was rare that he did not get angry.

Over the past night, through the constant reports of the communications corps, Kulik knew everything about what had happened in Ursachiev, and naturally understood that the more than 400,000 troops under his command had lost the minimum of supplies and were in a desperate situation.

Together with the rations and ammunition that have already been distributed to the ministries, this battle can last for two days at most, and there is no way to sustain it any longer! At this time, the eastern, western, and northern lines were all facing the interception of the squadron, and it was not easy to rely on a small amount of ammunition to break through.

Waving off the political commissar of the Front, General Mechris, who was waiting for instructions, and the busy staff officers of the headquarters, Kulik walked alone to the large operational map and looked at it silently.

After more than ten minutes, people outside the door heard a gunshot from inside the house. Shocked, Mehris, the commissar of the front, rushed into the house with his men, and by this time Kulik had fallen to the ground weakly - he opened his eyes at the temple with his rifle, and ended his life in this tragic way.