Mongolia, Kulen.

The outskirts of Kulen, the Mongolian garrison area, the accommodation area for officers and their families.

It was a simple small courtyard with a little old courtyard walls piled up with light white snow overnight. Tall and straight poplar trees grow both inside and outside the courtyard, and these aspen trees are the most adaptable to the harsh weather of the four seasons in the icy and snowy land of Outer Mongolia.

There is only one simple courtyard house number, No. 012, on the courtyard gate.

"Lao Xu, I said can you come and help, this bunch of things, Mother Liu and I are too busy. The little cub will be back in a moment, but don't miss dinner. A woman of about fifty years of age walked into the hall and asked into the study.

"Women know how to be verbose. You do it slowly, it's still early, it's only five o'clock, and lunch hasn't been digested yet. ”

Inside, a middle-aged soldier with gray hair on his sideburns was looking at a top-secret document with the kind of smoke pipe leading to the stove outside, but he was still wearing a military coat.

The epaulettes of the military coat are shining Venus.

This person is none other than Major General Xu Shuzheng, commander of the Mongolian garrison.

Xu Shuzheng actually has more than one main room, and also has three little wives, all of whom were married when he was in the northern political axe, and after being rescued on the verge of death and taking refuge in the southwest, in order to adapt to the atmosphere of the new society, he took the initiative to place the three partial wives in his hometown, and he took the eldest lady and his children to Mongolia to serve as the commander of the Mongolian garrison.

Three daughters and one son, although only the son is Mrs. Xu's biological flesh and blood, but since coming to Mongolia many years ago, Mrs. Xu treats all children equally. served Xu Shuzheng in peace, and took care of Xu Shuzheng's daily life with Liu Ma, a waiter hired by the family from the army.

The eldest son, Xu Zhentang, is 27 years old this year, but he has never been married, but because he longed for Nantian in his early years, he joined the army and became an Air Force fighter pilot, stationed at Kulun Air Base. Because of his excellent flying skills, although he does not rank in the top 20 among the nearly 1,000 full-time and reserve pilots at Kulen Air Base, he is firmly in the top 50 and belongs to the elite pilots.

Xu Zhentang's most fearful thing is to go home, as soon as he goes home, his old mother urges him to get married all day long, you must know that at the age of 27, even in the current new society, he is also an older youth. And with his conditions, whether it is appearance, conversation, knowledge or tutoring, it is enough to match any famous lady.

However, under the influence of Xu Shuzheng, Xu Zhentang wanted to make achievements in the army, from the most ordinary pilot, all the way to the elite pilot, and finally after five years in the army, he became a fighter squadron leader with the rank of major. The tiger father has no dog son, Xu Zhentang did not rely on the relationship of his old father at all, in the republic where honesty and public service have reached the point of harshness, not to mention that his father is a major general, that is, a general of the republic, he must avoid suspicion.

From time to time, Mrs. Xu knocked on the door, and the old man's study, even if she entered, she had to knock on the door.

Xu Shuzheng put away the secret documents he had just finished reading, put them in the briefcase with a combination lock, and then put on his military coat and let her in.

"Old man, my son's residence is in our Kulun, but I haven't been back for half a year, and you don't know how to care about it. You can't manage family affairs and state affairs, how can you manage those military affairs. "Mrs. Xu is a little disgusted with her old man, since she broke away from the Beiyang political axe, Xu Shuzheng seems to have been reborn, and the whole person makes her feel afraid." Look, do you want to invite Political Commissar Zhu and them over for a gathering in the evening? After the New Year, the daughter of the Zhu family is about to start school again, a good girl, she has to study for a graduate school, or so far away from her mouth, it is difficult to see this side. ”

"Why should a man have no wife?" Xu Shuzheng smiled and waved his hand, denying his wife's idea, "Today is a special day, let's have a good dinner as a family." ”

"You old man, what is special today, why don't I know. Forget it, just listen to you. Mrs. Xu said sullenly, and turned to go to the kitchen again.

After Mrs. Xu went out, Xu Shuzheng opened the window, looked at the white sky in the north, and muttered to herself, "Why don't I want to hug my grandson, the girl from Political Commissar Zhu's family is very good." Hey, family affairs and state affairs, how big and small. The Soviets are close at hand, and the man should fight bravely to kill the enemy. ”

At 5:30, a bicycle bell sounded outside the courtyard, and Xu Zhentang came back.

"Xiao Xu is back!" In the guard room in the courtyard, Xu Shuzheng's guard Ou Shaojiang saw Xu Zhentang coming back and hurriedly opened the door for him.

"Brother Ou is good. Mom, Dad, I'm back. ”

Xu Zhentang smiled and signaled to his father's guards, then pushed the cart into the courtyard.

As soon as he came back, this small courtyard was suddenly full of laughter, especially Xu's mother, who kept chasing her son to ask this and that, and occasionally Liu's mother also joined in, and the three younger sisters who were still in junior high school and high school also joined in, revolving around this big brother, and the family was happy.

The three girls are very afraid of their father who is a major general, and they worship this old brother who flies in the sky every day in a plane. They can confidently tell their classmates that their elder brother is a pilot, but they dare not presumptuously proclaim that their old father is a major general of the People's Army.

He is one of the living national heroes today, just like the heroes of the anti-British, anti-French, and anti-Japanese heroes in the early years of the southwest.

"Zhentang, you said that you are true, why don't you go home for half a year? The army is not without vacations. Your dad is brainless, I, I, alas......" Mother Xu was about to cry as soon as she said it, from a noble lady in the Beiyang period to a major general's wife today, the change is a little big, but she lives much more comfortably.

After talking for a while, Xu Zhentang spoke, "Mom, there is a new mission in the base, in order to overfulfill the new task and seize all the time to train, we have applied for cancellation of this half-year leave by ourselves." It's not just me, but our division commander didn't take a vacation either. ”

Xu Shuzheng, who was sitting behind his desk, knew that because a large number of Jian-2 fighters were equipped at Kulen Air Base half a year ago, the troops were very tight about eliminating Jian-1 fighters and organizing flight and confrontation training for new models. The commanders of the aviation divisions who went up to the base and the ordinary pilots, as long as they flew these new models, all took the initiative to cancel their vacations.

Because the People's Army has regulations on the families of military personnel, many military personnel have families who work, study, and live in the garrison, so they can be reunited with their families on normal vacations.

"I see that you and your father are printed in the same mold, and they are too busy to know where their home is, you ......"

"Don't nag, let's go out first, I'll talk to Zhentang about the army."

"Okay, okay, you father and son are chatting, I'll cook."

However, Xu Zhentang suddenly said in a loud voice, "Mom, but, I may not be able to eat dinner, I'll leave in a while." ”

"What? Why is it in such a hurry? "Xu's mother didn't agree this time, her son didn't take a vacation because of training for half a year, it didn't matter, just because he went home by the way, how to leave immediately, "No, you have to eat dinner before leaving, if you can't, let your father call your head of the regiment." ”

"Mom, it's really not good. There was also a discussion in the evening, and I ......."

Xu Shuzheng waved his hand and motioned for his wife to go out first, "I'll talk about this later, I'll call the shots today, I'll eat at home, and I'll send you to the base tomorrow." ”

Xu Zhentang was stunned, he didn't expect his old father to be so tough today, and the 'army is in trouble', which is the most effective in peacetime, doesn't work today. In fact, the regiment commander allowed him to stop by and go home to have a look, after all, although the commander would not be able to engage in privileges, it would be too much if the entire base was so busy that the son of the commander of the garrison area could not even enter the house. Moreover, there will be no flight missions at night, as long as he returns to the troops early in the morning.

He went to the city today to cooperate with a certain aircraft parts factory, and as a representative of the pilots, he put forward some opinions from the pilot's point of view.

You know, the situation is extremely tense right now, and everyone has canceled their vacations and personal leave and is on standby at the base.

"How's the troop doing? Have your flying skills improved? The new model is still adaptable, right? Closing the door, Xu Shuzheng asked about his son as if asking his subordinates.

Xu Zhentang: "Dad, don't worry. The troops are good, I've always been used to it. My flying skills, in the last confrontation exercise, ranked 34th. Because the structure of the new aircraft is more scientific and reasonable, with a new engine and a new aerodynamic layout, the surname can be very strong, and in bad weather such as Outer Mongolia, the combat surname can be damaged very little, and it is much stronger than the previous generation of aircraft. ”

"If you were to face the Soviet pilots, would you be sure of victory?" Xu Shuzheng asked with concern, the war is coming, as a father, it is a lie to say that he is not worried about his son.

"Yes! Mom, she doesn't know, Dad, you must know that the Soviets have been fighting so the Hudaili River in the north recently, and the base has already entered a wartime state in accordance with the orders of the garrison area. The day before yesterday it was my turn to go on a mission, but I didn't meet the Soviets, and I strafed the air defense positions on their border and returned. Xu Zhentang said regretfully, "Dad, don't help my mother stop me, I'm 27 years old, and the army is my whole career." A dinner is a small matter, combat training and combat discussion are a big thing, and when the Soviets are finished, I will take two days off to accompany you two years old. ”

Xu Shuzheng shook his head, remembering the top-secret order he had just gotten before getting off work, knowing that when tomorrow came, the plan would begin. This is no ordinary battle, but one with great stakes and temptations. The scale of the war may expand all at once, or it may suffer great losses, and even Xu Zhentang may die in the air battle with the Soviets.

As a major general of the People's Army, he knows very well that the pain caused by such a large-scale war must be sacrificed, but who can guarantee that the son of a major general will be able to defeat all the enemies he encounters?

Maybe it was a coincidental anti-aircraft shell, maybe it was a plane malfunction, maybe it was shot down...... "Dinner, tomorrow I will personally send you to the base." ”

Xu Shuzheng said irrevocably, he knew that when this huge air raid plan began to be implemented, Zhentang would also take off to fight, and a dinner would not be excessive.

At dinner, the family, including Liu's mother, also sat over, the rules of the Xu family, be cautious when eating, but Xu Shuzheng rarely put vegetables for his son, and his wife was teary-eyed, thinking that her husband had finally recovered a little bit of fatherly love from the cold face and selflessness.

After dinner, Xu Zhentang accompanied his three younger sisters to watch TV for a while, and then went into the study with his father.

At the end of the conversation, Xu Shuzheng said, "Zhentang, no matter what enemy you are going to face, you must be indomitable, the Soviets are not terrible, we have the confidence and strength to defeat them." In a war, the first person to be eliminated must be the weaker side. Fight hard, and when the war is over, Lao Tzu will personally help you find Political Commissar Zhu to propose marriage.

You kid, I think I don't know, I wrote a love letter to others, and they even found me and read it to me, what kind of flesh is it? What's 'Dear Jiajia, when I am promoted to lieutenant colonel, it will be the time to propose to you', you boy, don't disgrace me this time. ”

Hearing the old man say this, Xu Zhentang's face suddenly turned red, the same color as pig's liver, thinking that Zhu Jiajia is really, this kind of letter can also be shown to Political Commissar Zhu, the two of them are also half childhood sweethearts, and now they are really embarrassed to lose face in front of the old man.

"Yes, yes, I, I'll ......"

The next day, early in the morning, Xu Shuzheng sent his son to a remote place at the gate of the air base, personally straightened his military hat for him, patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged, "Go, my major, pilot your fighter plane, call a lieutenant colonel and daughter-in-law for Lao Tzu to come back." ”

"Yes!"

Xu Zhentang stood up and saluted, said loudly, and then confidently went to the barracks.

Xu Shuzheng shook his head, returned to the car, and headed towards the base.

On the same day, the garrison issued an urgent order to all relevant combat units and units, urging all units to be ready for the outbreak of all-out combat within two days.

Among them, the order sent to the air base was an order from the military headquarters that was forwarded, and with it, there was also an air force staff team led by the deputy chief of staff of the Air Force General Staff Department, who took a plane north from Beiping.

The preparations for the Great War are being played out intensely and secretly.

At the four Mongolian airfields, including Suiyuan, fighter groups were secretly moving to the Kulen Air Base in the early morning and evening, and as air superiority fighters, some Jian-2 fighters were secretly entering the temporary field airfield in Selenga City.

This massive bombing of the Soviet border airfield must have been rapid, sudden, and unexpected. After all, launching an air raid on the territory of the Soviet Union, in a situation where it is impossible to take off and fight in the dark, even if it takes off at dawn, even ordinary Soviets may find planes in the sky, and at such times, it is often only a phone call to reduce the sudden surname of this bombing by half.

January 15, 1940, 4 a.m., Cullen Air Force Base.

"Commander, Deputy Chief of Staff Nie, Military Department phone."

Liu Chengwei, director of operations at the base, picked up the red phone in the operations command room and reported to Fan Chaoping, commander of the base, and Nie Yanmin, deputy chief of staff of the Air Force, who were on the side.

Fan Chaoping walked over and took the phone, "I'm Fan Chaoping, the commander of Kulun Air Base. ”

"Order your unit to immediately launch the 'Bear Hunting Plan' on time at 5:30 a.m. on January 15 in accordance with the battle plan."

On the other end of the phone, it was Su Yuren, director of the Supreme Operations Department of the Military Department, and the operational orders of the Military Department in peacetime were basically ordered to be carried out by him or Jiang Baili, chief of the general staff of the three services. Of course, for absolute supervision, Su Yuren needed to be present at the same time as Jiang Baili and give orders.

"Yes! I would like to ask Minister Su to convey to Chief of General Staff Chiang and Chairman of the National People's Congress that we will certainly accomplish our task. ”

Fan Chaoping put down the phone, looked at the excited base officers and staff officers in the combat command room, and ordered loudly: "The bear hunting plan has officially begun, and the combat order is immediately and accurately conveyed to the pilot regiments in the operation. The advance group of the Selenga field airfield took off on time at 5:35 a.m., and the base advance group took off on time at 5:30 a.m.!! ”

"Yes!"

As soon as the order was given, the command center of the Kulen front-line air force, which had been preparing for a long time, immediately became busy, and one after another orders were conveyed to various flight divisions, ground support units, radar units, meteorological departments, and even snow removal units. For the sake of absolute secrecy, the snow on the runway was not cleared until dawn even until the last hour.

"Woo woo woo ......"

When the combat alarm sounded in the pilot's dormitory, Xu Zhentang turned over and got out of bed, and the elite planes in Mongolia gathered at the Kulen Air Base, as long as they were not fools, they knew that the big war was coming, and the secret arrival of the fighter groups from various airports, and many combat seminars, he also guessed that he might act in the last two days, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

For more than a week, pilots were highlighted on takeoff precautions in low-visibility conditions and conducted small-scale take-off training. In order to dispatch as soon as possible, Xu Zhentang has slept in clothes in recent days.

After tidying up a bit, he was the first to rush out of the dormitory.

The pilot center, he was not the first, a large number of pilots were being in the flight regiment as a unit, fighter and bomber pilots were separated, and began to receive emergency orders in various war rooms.

Xu Zhentang is a fighter pilot, and he is familiar with the way into the fighter conference room.

"Stand up!"

The order was announced jointly by the head of the flying regiment and the commissar.

"In accordance with the latest instructions of the military department, our air force stationed in Kulen is about to launch a large-scale air raid on the front-line airfield of the Soviet army. The 3rd Fighter Regiment will join the fighter group in accordance with the large-scale formation combat plan for peacetime training, ranking 5th on the 3rd runway and 7th in the combat azimuth in the take-off sequence. "The regiment commander issued a simple operational order, and in accordance with the People's Army's peacetime, efficient and scientific training plan, the flight squadrons, flight regiments, and even flight divisions were organized into combat units, and the small aircraft groups were counted as serial numbers.

"Now there are 20 minutes of free discussion and preparation time, and after 20 minutes, when the first planes are in place, board and prepare for takeoff."

Generally speaking, in a big war, in order to keep it absolutely secret, some very important battle plans will not be issued until the last minute. And if the pilot thinks that his trip is dangerous, he can write some letters or make some final preparations.

However, although the battle plan was not revealed in advance, the smoke and clouds of the war had already made the pilots realize that a larger-scale war operation was just around the corner, so when the commander of the flight regiment and the political commissar announced the combat mission, everyone did not worry, but cheered.

As for death, who is not afraid, but when you have many comrades-in-arms who fight side by side, death is often not so terrible, because everyone has the same path, victory, or defeat, to compete for the honor of the soldiers, to complete the great mission of the soldiers, is the pursuit of the people's army.

Xu Zhentang laughed silently, he finally understood why the old father said so much to him abnormally, and became very like a mother, leaving himself to eat dinner. Yes, this mission is indeed dangerous, and, with this air strike, the best outcome will also be a predictable long-term border air battle.

"Maybe I can really get the rank of lieutenant colonel and bring a daughter-in-law back to see him."

silently clenched his fists, made meritorious service on the battlefield, and made military merit as the best gift to propose to Zhu Jiajia.

"Zhentang, how is it?"

The head of the flying regiment, Wang and the political commissar, walked over and looked at the only son of the commander of the garrison area, and sighed in their hearts that the commander could be regarded as serving the country and the people. A veteran who came from Beiyang, he went into battle to kill the enemy by himself, and now his son is in battle, the same opponent, but it has been two generations of people.

"Your father is a living national hero, and I hope you too will find your glory on the battlefield." Head Wang patted Xu Zhentang on the shoulder and said, "The Soviets are really the feud of your Xu family, no, the feud of our entire nation." The commander Rong Ma rescued Meng back then, and today it is your turn to go out as the representative of the Xu family, haha. ”

"Thank you for the encouragement of the regiment commander, I will try my best to kill the enemy, learn from my father, defend Mongolia, and defend China."

"Okay, okay." Regiment Commander Wang raised his wrist to look at his watch, and found that 20 minutes passed so quickly, and within 20 minutes, he chatted with all the pilots in the regiment, and finally Xu Zhentang. He turned and waved his arms and shouted, "Boys, it's a man, go to war!" ”

After saying that, the first one jumped into the small traffic car parked in the indoor activity center, and several pilots took a car and headed towards the airport runway. The regiment commander is like a young man, he is not very old, as the commander of the flying regiment, this operation will also lead the team.

At 5:30 a.m., when four runways and two spare runways were filled with fighters from the vanguard group, the time finally reached 5:30 a.m.

The pilot at the front of the line, tilted his head slightly, raised his right hand and saluted slightly in the direction of the control tower, as if he saw the major general of the Air Force in front of the window.

"005 is ready, everything is normal, request to take off."

"No. 005, you can take off, I wish you all the best."

When the signal light next to the runway finally changed, the ground crew held the ground service signal light, gave a take-off order, and made it smoothly, "boom......"

The large propeller under the wings of the J-2 fighter began to rotate rapidly, as a world-leading propeller fighter, it is not lagging behind, but can be proud of the group, this kind of twin-engine fighter, maneuverability and speed, bulletproof ability, are among the best.

In January 1940, this kind of aircraft, even in the European theater, was almost invincible in a single fight. The advanced fighter technology that China has been stockpiling since the southwest period was finally used on the Soviets in January 1940, when World War II broke out in full swing, ahead of the Germans.

The fighter went from slow to fast, but at a distance of only 300 meters, the plane pulled up and flew towards the sky. As a leading aircraft, aircraft including the 005 carry auxiliary fuel tanks, as they will stay in the air for the longest time.

Runway, at the same time there are fighter jets or bombers taking off.

The entire air base was full of planes taking off for a while, rushing into the sky in dense numbers. Today's airplanes take off very quickly, the taxiing distance is short, and they can take off intensively, such as the aircraft carriers of the United States and other countries, and the planes are parked in rows and take off in an orderly manner.

Six runways, which bear the take-off of hundreds of aircraft, must be extremely tense and busy. The entire air raid mission will also be divided into three waves, with three waves of intensive bombing of the four front-line airfields of the Soviet Union.

The fighters are mainly composed of J-2 fighters, and the bombers are composed of H-2 bombers and about 20 T-33 Thor bombers, this medium-range medium bomber, which can be regarded as a quasi-deterrent bomber, has a large bomb load and a long range, and the most powerful aerial bombs they carry will be used to destroy the fortifications of the airport.

Usta, a small Soviet town located more than 50 kilometers from Kyakhta.

At the Usda collective farm, Khonakiva got up at 5:20 a.m., and when she came to the cafeteria, several other women also arrived.

She was one of the women in charge of making breakfast on the collective farm. She liked her work on the collective farm, because she didn't have to brave the cold early to go to the fields and wait for the bell to go back to the farm canteen for breakfast.

It's said to be breakfast, but it's actually quite simple.

She was in charge of preparing the potatoes, the main breakfast dish of the farm, and then the dark hard bread.

Today's weather is not bad, at least there is no snow in the morning, and the snow is not heavy at night, the weather does not seem too cold, and the wind is very light, when she took out the potatoes from the cellar outside the cafeteria for the third time and was about to move back to the kitchen, she subconsciously glanced up, so that she couldn't help but be stunned there.

"A lot of planes."

The simple-minded Khonakina saw a sight that she would never forget, in the sky, a large area of planes flying from the south, almost covering a small half of the sky, these planes reflected the metallic luster in the morning light, which was eye-catching.

A large number of planes flew quickly from high altitudes, but they still brought a great shock to Khorkinva.

"When Hough grows up, let him join the army, it's good to be a pilot, to be able to fly high in the sky."

In the eyes of the peasant woman, these planes might have surprised her for a moment, but they could not interfere with her breakfast, and the greatest thing in the collective farm was not to swear allegiance to Stalin, but to make it ready.

The war was far away from her, and she didn't have the impression of aggression, China, or sneak attacks in her mind, everything was very simple for her, just in the morning, she happened to see a large number of planes from the sky.

Because the plane flew very high, if it was not just in time, it was difficult to detect a large number of planes flying overhead through the sound of the plane's engine, and there was only a low sound, like muffled thunder.

Carrying a basket of heavy potatoes back to the kitchen, Kina Kinva couldn't help but say to the other three women, "I promise, you've never seen what I just saw, it's all over the airplane." ”

"Hornajinva, what's curious about the plane, I have to see it several times a day."

"No, there are a lot of planes this time, and it's all over the sky. I decided that when Hough grew up, I would let him sign up for the Air Force. ”

"As long as you don't use the infantry, the infantry is too tired, I heard that it is more tired than the peasants in the farms. The other day, on the border, several thousand infantrymen were captured. ”

"Shhh, don't talk nonsense, be careful if the secretary hears it, you will be unlucky."

"Yes...... Let's talk about piloting, it's an enviable job. ”

…… Kyakhta airfield, Soviet front-line airfield.

At 5:50 a.m., Alekseev, the commander of the airport, who is accustomed to early risers, opened his window in the three-story Soviet-Russian building, the tallest building at the airport except for the control tower.

Looking at the dawn near the horizon, although the sky is not yet bright and a little hazy, the dawn is finally not far away, and the dawn in the north always comes so late.

Looking at the empty airport runway, as well as the pilot's quarters, hangars, and oil depots in the distance, he felt sincerely proud.

The powerful Soviet Union, the entire Kyakhta airport has nearly 300 aircraft of all kinds, and it is the most deterrent front-line airport for Chinese in the direction of Mongolia except for Ulan-Ude. The number of planes is huge and fully equipped, and as an airport commander, he naturally has huge power, and even the commissar cannot interfere with any of his powers.

And just yesterday at noon, a secret battle plan was issued to him, and the command of the military region issued an order for him to cooperate with the air force stationed in the area to organize a larger-scale attack on the Chinese.

The offensive was to be launched on 18 January, and the Soviet Red Army Air Force, which had a very low attendance rate, needed two or three days to overhaul a large number of aircraft, replenish fuel, and study the operational plans issued.

"At this moment in three days, hundreds of planes will take off from here, and the surging and moving scene will bring the dawn of death to the Chinese."

Although the Soviet Union had thousands of aircraft of all kinds, such large-scale air force combat can hardly be said to be absent in recent times, and only in Europe did small-scale single-plane combat, aerial reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance be staged between the Soviets and the Germans, and even between Britain and France.

With the fearless spirit of the Bolsheviks, the pilots of the Soviet Red Army flew not very advanced fighters and confronted the powerful countries in Europe.

In Asia, however, such a large-scale air raid operation was destined to be a brilliant show for the Red Army, and it would be the first large-scale performance.

Thinking of the pomp and circumstance of three days later, Alekseev turned and walked to the fireplace, took out two piping hot breads that had been baked, and a bottle of Volga, cut a large piece of cooked beef that had not been eaten last night on the side of the fireplace, turned and walked to the window and sat down, facing the dawn, he was used to eat breakfast like this, looking at the airport.

It's his world, and it's all he's about.

When he tore off the last loaf of bread and threw the remaining half of it into his mouth, breakfast was already at an end, and he took the little Volga that was left and threw it up.

However, at this moment, between his right hand and the bottle, he seemed to see something flying in the distance.

"Huh?"

Alekseev, who drank a small half bottle of Volga and was full of heat, stood up, took off the telescope on the wall, and looked south.

"Bang ......"

With a bang, the telescope fell to the ground, and Alekseev froze for a moment, before rushing to the window and shouting with a throat-tearing roar, "Air strike!!" Air raid!! ……”

However, it was too late.

Swarms of planes, by no means belonging to any of the Soviet Air Force, flew towards the airfield, and at this time, just 6 o'clock, the first Chinese fighters flying across the border to Kyakhta airfield would bring the first nightmare of the Soviets.

The first planes to arrive at Kyakhta airport were the same fighters that had taken off from the field airfield in Selenga, and their mission was to provide the front line for the main group, and the interval was just right so as not to put the leading group in danger.

When the fighter group accurately arrived over Kyakhta Airport in accordance with the radio navigation of the special forces, the entire airport was still in the silence of dawn, a thin layer of snow covered the airport runway, a huge hangar group and pilots' quarters on the side, the oil depot further away, and even the maintenance center, were not yet inhabited, and the entire airport, except for the sentries on duty, was Alekseev, and the others were about to get up.

In order to be vigilant, the planes on duty parked on the runway by the Soviets were simply covered with field tarpaulins. Some even parked on the airport runway, without even a rain cloth.

"Get rid of the planes on the runways first."

Generally, in order to take off quickly, large airports will park a large number of planes on both sides of the runway to facilitate rapid take-off in wartime, but now, these planes do not play an emergency role, but will all become the target of the fighters of the vanguard group.

Fighters did not carry high-powered aerial bombs, and could only rely on aviation machine guns and cannons.

Wu Zhiwei, captain of the elite pilot squadron, is still among the leading aircraft groups.

"Brothers, it's time to rob!!"

Although the destruction of the number of enemy planes parked on the tarmac or runway does not become a five-pointed star engraved on the cockpit of the aircraft, the destruction of the Soviets' planes, and the enemy planes that are powerless to fight back, is still a very pleasant thing.

As soon as Wu Zhiwei finished shouting on the radio, he immediately dropped the auxiliary fuel tank, and the plane made a light dive, and rushed towards the airport runway.

It's just that it is not landing, but aiming at a large number of Soviet fighters on the runway.

On the runway, the poor Soviet Army's I-15 biplane fighters, like Slavic girls with open arms, ushered in the violent, direct, and brutal insertion of Chinese monoplane fighters.

"Da Da Da ......"

The buzzing aviation machine guns were rapidly pouring their own large-caliber bullets, one after another pouring out from under the belly of the Jian-2 fighter, and inflicting violence on the body of the Yi-15 fighter.

Although there was no fuel in the fighters because of the anti-freezing at night, the more than 30 Soviet fighters on the runway were quickly beaten into a thousand holes, and the instruments, aircraft skins, and window panes were quickly beaten into holes.

There were burning planes everywhere, the sound of aircraft propellers, the explosion of cannon shells, which had already alarmed the entire airport.

Some Soviet soldiers even ran out in their underwear, and the Soviet soldiers were not lacking in training, but at this time everyone could realize that the airport had been attacked.

However, when one pilot tried to rush to the hangar, open the garage door, and launch the fighter planes to try to take to the air, the Chinese fighters swooped down mercilessly, and they had only one target: people who could move around were all targets.

"Ah......h

With the tragic scream, the Soviet army finally used the blood of this generation to pay a little interest for the bullying and blackmail of China for hundreds of years.

At this moment, they are like the Chinese who have been baught, they are like those Chinese who are about to be pushed into the river, they are like those hundreds of poor Chinese in Jiangdong 64tun, they are like the Chinese who have been ravaged by them and wantonly slaughtered and humiliated by them on the northeast land, they cannot fight back, they can only be slaughtered.

Pull up the fighter plane in a frenzy, then dive again, fly through the field, shoot, slaughter...... Wu Zhiwei seemed to see the thousands of Chinese people who were arbitrarily slaughtered by the Tsarist Russians.

He seemed to see that the millions of square kilometers of Chinese land forcibly occupied by Tsarist Russia were crying bitterly for today.

He seemed to see Lake Belga, the North Sea where Su Wu was said to have herded sheep.

He seemed to see that the Chinese army was marching on the land of the Soviet Union, and he was driving fighter planes deep into the territory of the Soviet Union, bombing them and destroying them.

"Give me the military region immediately, we need support ,......"

When Alekseev threw himself next to the telephone and was about to call the military district for help, to the nearby airport for help, the operator on the other end of the phone connected the line, but found that there was no call.

The phone doesn't work.

When he returned to the window and looked up cautiously at the sky, the last shred of hope was dashed.

In the distance, the overwhelming fleet of planes was lowering altitude, and according to his eyesight, there were at least about 100 planes, and there were quite a few of them bulky.

He knew very well that it was a bomber!!

The appearance of bombers means that the protected hangars, oil depots, and even maintenance plants, runways, pilots' quarters, and air defense facilities at the airfields will be destroyed by the devastation.

As for whether an infantry regiment near the airport would be sent to Comrade Lenin by Chinese fighters because it came to the rescue, he could not predict it.

After thinking for a long time, the great Bolshevik warrior hastily picked up a few things from the house, food, drink, and pistols, and ran downstairs, he was going to the sewers under the airport...... When the Chinese bomber fleet finally arrived over Kyakhta airfield under fighter escort, the airfield below was already in chaos, but it was not devastated.

The arrival of the bomber group announced the complete destruction of Kyakhta airfield. Not a single airfield could endure the ravages of a hundred bombers.

"Boom ......"

When the first 100-kilogram aerial bomb fell and hit a hangar, the entire upper level of the hangar was blown away in an instant, and the aircraft below were then torn apart by the huge shock wave of the explosion.

More and more aerial bombs followed, swaths of hangars were lifted, and explosions were heard below.

Then there was the pilot's dormitory, and many pilots who hid back in the dormitory did not know what was going on, and were bombed into the sky by the aerial bombs dropped by the approaching bombers, and the dormitories became places where the bombshells raged.

Then came the oil depot, the huge explosion, the sky-high fire, finally allowed the bombers to find a maximum outlet point, and the Soviets' oil depot was blown up.

The maintenance plant, the parts factory, and other facilities of the airfield were all bombed, and the important facilities of this airfield could be destroyed without even wasting too many bombs.

Finally, several T-33 Thor bombers dropped more than a dozen 500-kilogram heavy aerial bombs, blowing huge potholes into the runway.

Maybe the Soviets will only need a day to fill them up, but what does it matter, at least they are now bombed and left with a terrible scene for the Soviets who come later.

Next, the same situation appeared at three airports such as Ulan-Ude.

The other two airfields, due to their small size, were bombed into ruins without even resisting, and the Soviets, who were raided, were not blessed by Comrade Long Live Stalin, but were bombed into a mess.

In Ulan-Ude, the sneak attack was finally intercepted by nearly forty Soviet I-15 biplane fighters that took off urgently.

However, it was in vain, even if in the end it was only about a hundred planes of the size of the planes that rushed to Ulan-Ude, and more than forty fighters, one-on-one, almost without any effort, beat the Soviets down.

The I-15 fighter could not even catch up with the speed of the J-2 fighter at all, and the little girls who were lucky enough to rear-end the Chinese fighter found that the other side only needed a large-angle maneuver with an extremely maneuverable surname, and with the excellent surname of the aircraft, they could change from being rear-ended to being rear-ended, and then, as soon as the cannon went down, the Soviets' I-15 fighter was beaten down.

Forty Soviet I-15s, with a completely lost posture, completed an extremely tragic scene, the huge difference in surname can be, even if the Soviet pilot wants to drive the plane into it, he has to catch up with the speed of the Chinese plane.

If this is a group of Chinese pilots rookie fighter jets, forget it, maybe they have more opportunities to pick up leaks, however, these fighter pilots are very good, and the pilots in Mongolia, an important border town, are not weak in the whole country. The original starting point was to fight these Soviet pilots.

The Chinese Air Force suffered extremely low losses, and after limited resistance from Ulan-Ude ground anti-aircraft artillery, it finally took the last Soviet border airfield near the Sino-Soviet border in one fell swoop.

Burning airfields, planes blown to smithereens, downed warplanes everywhere, pilots shot on the runway, the situation in Ulan-Ude, only a little better than Kyakhta -

(To be continued)