Hitler was very sincere this time, and recalled the friendship between the two sides in a very sincere tone. In the letter, he faintly mentioned that he was worried about the ambitions of Soviet Russia, and expressed his admiration and congratulations for Chahar's feat of containing nearly 700,000 Soviet troops in the Far East.

In the end, the mustache changed his mind and expressed his willingness to form a closer alliance with Chahar to fight against the increasingly powerful Soviet Russia, to support Chahar as the sole legitimate government of China, and to support Huaxia in seeking interests in the South Seas and the Pacific Ocean in order to fight for its own living space.

After reading this sprinkled letter, Su Tong thought that he had encountered a great internationalist warrior who sacrificed himself for others, helped others, and was extremely noble, but when our Su Da Commander combined the trend of later generations and the consistent practice of the mustache, he only saw one sentence when he looked at this letter: That is, brother, you help me fight lightning first. Soviet Russia in the north and the Yankees in the Pacific will take it first, and I'll help you when I clean up Europe.

Hey. The mustache's abacus is really playing, "crackling...... Loud, the two shipyards and a group of experts and technicians who supported my buddies want to tie the whole Chahar or even the whole of Huaxia to his chariot for them, and there are not too many good things like this.

Kindness? Wrong. Although Su Tong was not very interested in Hitler's racial theory, but the mustache was also a person with a keen strategic vision and lofty goals, how could he send this Colonel Hans to ask for four small shore defense guns? To say that Germany is so poor that even four mén coastal defense guns have to be demanded from the allies does not make people laugh off their big teeth, what is the mystery here?

Hans looked at Su Tong, who was silent, and didn't dare to disturb, just silently drank the tea in his hand that had already turned cold, and began to worry a little about this mission.

"Cào, it's really troublesome to figure out the minds of these big people, just like the buddies were trying to figure out the minds of the leaders back then......

Su Tong shook his head irritably, "I took out a box of cigarettes and was about to light it with some irritability, and suddenly a bright spot seemed to pop up in my mind, right." Leadership! It's leadership. Don't look at the mustache in the letter so affectionately, but in his heart he still thinks that he is so tall than others, so he naturally regards himself as a leader. Then the purpose of the mustache asking for these four mén battle defense guns is obvious, that is, to test his own attitude, to see if Chahar's heart is towards Germany, if he clung to these four mén coastal defense guns and did not withdraw his hand, although the mustache will not turn his face with himself, but his comments on himself may have to drop a notch.

Kindness. But now he can't be tied to death in the same chariot with the mustache, and Chief Su, who knows the tragic ending of the mustache in the future, doesn't want to accompany Xiao Mingzi to the end.

The only thing to do now is to play, drag, the word trick, it seems that every Chinese person has this talent hidden in his genes, as long as you don't see the leaders or units of the future generations, we will study and study, and such a magic weapon will turn many things into small things. It's a trivial matter, and now our chief Su is no exception.

Thinking of this, Su Tong put away the jump and the document was sè and said, "Colonel Hans." Such a matter is too important for me to decide alone, and it requires all of us to make decisions and votes"Please give us some time to study it carefully......

Hans also nodded understandingly, it would be strange if the Su general in front of him could make a decision on the spot for such a major matter. "Well, honorable General Su, then I'm here waiting for your good news......

"Of course, you're welcome to visit Chahar, I promise you'll love it if you stay here for a while" It's a city of hope...... Su Tong smiled with a cigarette in his mouth......

A rare clarity in the sky. Although the north wind is still whistling. The sky was still gray. But the ground crews at the seven field airfields in Rehe have already begun to use bulldozers to clear the runway, and the pilots, who have been trapped on the ground by the blizzard for nearly a week, have long been stuffy and moldy, and they are longing for the blue sky "and for adding a new star to their planes!"

Yuan Hongming, commander of the Fourth Air Division, was sitting in the command tower, looking at the neatly arranged planes on the runway, and calmly giving orders.

"The 16th Flying Regiment took off from the 3rd and 4th runways, and the 15th Flying Regiment took off from the 1st and 2nd runways. All units pay attention to order and be careful not to slide off the runway......

Xiao Feipeng, who has been promoted to the leader of the third squadron of the 16th Flight Regiment, "is driving the Messerschmitt ME-109 fighter plane to the sky steadily, looking at the gray sky, Xiao Feipeng raised his head and looked at a piece of paper placed next to the instrument, on which was written a poem circulated in the Air Force: How can I seal the feelings of the man Lingyun at night, I can't refuse the sky, just like a singer can't leave the stage, even if no one cheers, I will continue to wait for you to listen to the sound of the engine coming from the silence, and the thick curtain is about to open......

This poem, which is said to have been circulated in the theater command, was enthusiastically sought after by many pilots. Xiao Feipeng even copied him down and pasted it in his car, every time he saw this poem. He seemed to feel a faint feeling of affection and loneliness.

, "Sixteen Flying Regiment, please pay attention, immediately form a joint formation with the concubine bombing group, the height is six thousand, and the target is Tongliao!" …… At this time, the commander's order was clearly transmitted from the headset to everyone's ears.

Ever since humans evolved from cold weapons to hot weapons, "cold weather doesn't seem to be a decisive factor in preventing people from fighting each other, and the rumbling of cannons seems to prove that the violence hidden in human genes will never stop for any reason."

The Kwantung Army, under the command of Hideki Tojo, was frantically rushing towards the position of the 41st Army, and the corpses of their comrades on the ground, who had become stiff, did not stop them from attacking. Under the urging of the officers, wave after wave of soldiers rushed forward as if they were tireless and unafraid of death, until they took the opposite position or turned into the stiff corpse not far from them.

, "Titicaca............

The terrifying and dense firepower of the MG-42. Like a broomstick of unparalleled power, it tore to shreds all creatures that dared to approach within five hundred meters of it. The bitter cold of more than 20 degrees below zero cannot be an obstacle to their development. On the contrary, the speed of replacing the barrel of this excellent machine gun was greatly extended.

Zhao Quanyou, who was on the front line, couldn't remember how many times his position had repelled the Japanese army's charge. Anyway, the corpses of the Japanese soldiers killed in front of the position were already dense, and no one could count them clearly.

"Quick, machine guns increase fire output!" The mortars are aimed at the grenadier and machine-gun positions of the devils, and hit me hard! …… Zhao Quanyou, who was walking back and forth on the battlefield, kept cheering up the soldiers, and Zhao Quanyou, who had been fighting for several years and was about to become a jīng, knew that at this time, it was the morale and courage and perseverance of the soldiers. In this life-and-death combat effectiveness, as long as anyone is weak or shaken, the consequences will be a disaster.

, "Camp, the devil's" poppy potato, here! A shout reached Zhao Quanyou's ears.

Zhao Quanyou fixed his eyes and saw that the original was unique to the Kwantung Army, the Beimanchu type, and the Type 95 light tank slowly drove over from the front, and the Type 94 37mm tank guns on the car were constantly bombarding our army's position, and the two Type 97 heavy machine guns were also constantly pouring bullets on their own positions.

, "Phew, Lao Tzu doesn't threaten you, and Xiaodouding dares to come here to join in the fun...... Zhao Quanyi signaled, and the six mén three or seven battle anti-aircraft guns next to him immediately began to prepare to clear the few small beans in front of him.

"Five hundred meters ahead, twelve o'clock direction, target enemy bean tank!" ”

"Ready!" ”。

The one of the commander of the battle defense artillery, put, the word has not yet been exported. I saw that the Japanese tank in front of me was emitting puffs of black smoke like beer with its lid opened. Immediately after that, several more tanks were overturned, and the turrets became parts and splattered everywhere.

"Damn, who didn't listen to the order to fire the cannon?" ”。 Just as the artillery commander was looking around with some exasperation, four Stukas flew low above the heads of the crowd and then raised their heads to the sky, leaving only the flaming tanks on the ground and the shrill sirens that had just reached everyone's ears.

And then it was like a chain reaction. More and more planes appeared in the sky, and one after another broke away from the formation and flew down from the altitude and launched an attack on the ground. Bombs fell from the sky. The momentum of the Japanese offensive like waves of làng was contained.

, "Boom............ Rumble............

A company of more than 10 50-kilogram aerial bombs fell on the current position of the Japanese army, commander of the 149th Division, Lieutenant General Yoshitomi Tamura, and exploded more than 200 meters away, blowing up a Japanese brigade that was preparing to launch an attack. When the smoke cleared, the strength of a Japanese brigade was less than 300 people.

Lieutenant General Tamura Yoshiyo saw that the attacking wing had been together for a while, and quickly adjusted his deployment: "Yaga. Hurry up and order the 211th Wing to retreat, let the 212th Wing go up, maintain strong pressure, and must not let the people of the branch breathe to adjust their firepower, and tell the 212th Wing to move quickly, and the high artillery should hurry up and fire at the air! ……

"Hey! ……

The Japanese 212 Wing who received the order took over the 211 Wing and began to attack again, seeing that the Japanese troops on the ground were not afraid of their bombs and wanted to charge, the enraged bombers in the sky immediately rushed down more than ten Stuka from a high altitude, the screaming sirens seemed to represent the anger in the hearts of the pilots, and a high-explosive submunition also fell from the wings,