Shymkent, on the seventh day of the battle, the city had been captured by the squadron three-quarters. In just four days, the squadron broke the city defenses, and Krolev had no way to retreat, so he could only lead his troops to hold on in street fighting. Street fighting is a completely new territory for both warring parties. Relatively speaking, the squadron that has had a certain amount of targeted training has an absolute upper hand in the early stage of street fighting. However, the Soviet army, which had no way to retreat, showed extremely tenaciousness in the street fighting, and the complex urban terrain did create a lot of trouble for the squadron, and the casualties increased sharply after the street fighting began.

Sun Dali, the commander of a company of the Third Mountain Division, is a native of Beijing. The turning point that changed his life was that year when the autonomous army entered the city of Beijing, and a child from a poor family was given the opportunity to be educated. After five years of elementary school, Sun Dali is half a literate person, because he can never forget the scene of seeing the army enter the city that day, so he chose to join the army, because he was excellent and was escorted to the non-commissioned officer school.

After graduating from the non-commissioned officer school, Sun Dali started as a deputy platoon commander, although he has always worked hard, he has never entered the Army University, and he is only a company commander after so many years. However, Sun Dali does not regret it at all, he will never forget that in one winter, his father's rickety back suddenly stopped, because he saw the future and hope.

After entering the city, the casualties of Sun Dali's company gradually increased, and the street fighting was characterized by chaos. After the other troops came up, they fought for another two days, and the casualties far exceeded those of the mountain divisions, and the results were also inferior. Chen Changjie, the former commander of the command, had no choice but to order the mountain troops to enter the city again. Strive to sweep the Soviet troops in the city on the last day. Sun Dali took a company of only eighty people who had not had time to replenish it, and returned to the city again.

Shangfeng quickly explained the task and advanced along a road. Days of fierce fighting. The buildings in the city were basically destroyed, and the current Wehrmacht basically had the same routine when it started fighting, and when the Soviet army's firepower was discovered, it was necessary to see if it could be broken with a bazooka, and there was really no way to call the Air Force.

Under normal circumstances, the Air Force would not have been called if it could not be called, because there were very few particularly strong points of fire in street fighting.

After entering the city again, Sun Dali personally led a platoon. Take advantage of the morning to push forward. The men under him were scattered in the rubble. Less than fifty meters after the launch, a whining sound sounded.

"Spread out. Lie down! "Two mortar shells fell in the advancing formation, which indicated that two mortars of the Soviet army were hidden nearby. Look at the movement is a caliber of 82 mm. One soldier had bad luck and his leg was blown off. The conscripts bravely stepped forward. Lying on the body of the wounded in the continuous sound of explosions.

"Spotting the target, on top of a two-story building five hundred meters ahead." The observation detachment, which has been specially responsible for reconnoitring the enemy's situation, quickly reported the coordinates. The four mortars in a row were quickly set up and bombarded towards the discovered target, Sun Dali asked a platoon commander to continue to press forward with his subordinates, he was wielding a submachine gun, and a squad of soldiers had quickly gone around the bend. As soon as he was halfway there, he was overwhelmed by a DP machine gun hidden in a corner. Before the early grandson dodged vigorously, a bullet flew past the top of the steel helmet. Scared out of a cold sweat.

"Bazooka!" Sun Dali hid behind a wall and shouted.

The bazooka man hurriedly lay down to find a seat, and fired a shot at the machine gun. After a bang, the window where the machine gun was hidden was hit. The suppressed soldier immediately got up and rushed forward, throwing a grenade into it, and then rushing in with a bang.

In the dilapidated room, a Soviet soldier leaned against the wall and gasped for breath, his chest was soaked with blood, and a DP machine gun fell beside him.

With the rest of the soldiers continued to rush forward, the road was relatively smooth, only to find that the two mortars on the roof of the building had been killed by their own mortars, there were four corpses lying on the ground, and three large holes were blown out of the roof. The walking crew rushed up at this time and said in a low voice: "Company commander, a platoon report, it seems that a big fish has been found, there is a very strong machine gun position, a platoon commander led people to rush, was beaten back, lost three people, and visually there are two Makqin to form a crossfire." ”

Sun Dali subconsciously looked ahead, the sky was already bright, and the location of this meeting was already very close to the edge of the city, less than two hundred meters. Gunfire continued to ring out in other corners of the city, and it seemed that the battle had come to an end.

Krolev knew that his final moment had come, and on the morning of the fifth day after the city was broken, the Chinese launched another fierce attack. At this time, Krolev's forces were less than a battalion, and he shrank around the last headquarters south of the city to make the last resistance. The Chinese pressed up from all sides, carrying guns everywhere. The roar continued, and as soon as I heard it, I knew that it was the bazooka equipped by the Chinese who was making a threat.

An hour later, when the last two mortars were killed by the Chinese, Krolev walked to the door of the telecommunications room with a pistol in his hand, and after thinking about it, he said to the two guards standing guard: "Deal with it cleanly." After saying this, Krolev went out with a pistol, and everyone around him went out to fight, the chief of staff and the commissar, all died in the fierce battle last night.

The two guards watched Krolev go out, looked at each other, and then shook their heads at each other. "Do you want us to cut ourselves off?" A female officer leaned through the door and asked with a smile, as if she was not afraid of death. The two guards struggled, looked at the guns in their hands, nodded and said, "That's the best, it won't make it difficult for us." You know, you have the password. ”

The female officer closed the door, and soon there was a gunshot inside, and the two soldiers looked pained, and waited until it was quiet inside, and then pushed the door open, but they were greeted by six short guns, and the six female soldiers opened fire together, and after the two guards were killed, the female soldiers who were trying to survive quickly moved things to block the door.

Boom boom, four bazookas, under the cover of six general-purpose machine guns, each found a good position and opened fire one after another. After the two Makqin dumb fires, Sun vigorously waved his hand, and a platoon leader rushed across the road with people, banging a few rifle shots, and at the same time as the two soldiers fell, the general-purpose machine gun poured over like rain, and the gunfire screamed again and again.

Krolev sat alone in front of the huge map and smoked, the pistol was placed on the table, the gunfire outside became more and more urgent, and finally slowly stopped, boom, after the grenade exploded, choking smoke poured in, Krolev picked up the pistol and sang: "This is the last moment, unite until tomorrow!" ……。 The pistol fired fiercely at the smoke, counting the numbers, and when the last bullet was left, Krolev did not hesitate, aimed at his temple, his eyes glaring at the door.

A Soviet soldier, covered in blood after a few gunshots, looked at Krolev, opened his mouth with difficulty, and hung his head without making a sound.

Sun Dali's platoon rushed to the front, holding a submachine gun and shouting: "Surrender the gun and don't kill!" "When the movements of Krolev, who was standing opposite, were clearly seen, and the two soldiers who followed were signaled by a row of words, they lowered their muzzles, and the warriors were always respected." Touch! The trigger was pulled, Krolev understood himself, blood splattered, and a few drops fell on the general star on his shoulder. Krolev's body fell to the side and slammed into the ground.

"Lieutenant General! What a big fish! Report to the company commander to go, clean up. ”

"Don't shoot! We surrender! "Very jerky Chinese, a female Soviet officer with a hot body, holding a white flag made of white shirts, appeared in front of three soldiers covered in gunsmoke.

When Sun Dali came in, he heard giggling laughter coming from inside, and a soldier said: "The hairy woman is so big, I want to touch it when I look at it, and I want to do it when I touch it." ”

"You hurry up, just your body is not enough to hold a bag of cigarettes between two long legs."

"Phew! Lao Tzu's nickname is the wolf seven times in one night! ”……………………。

"Get the fuck out of here, and don't even see what this place is! All go to clean up the battlefield. Sun vigorously thundered his throat, and a group of soldiers all went out with their necks curled, leaving the female officer standing in place. In fact, being a soldier is just a verbal flirtation, and no one dares to engage women at this time. When there is chaos on the battlefield, it is normal to shoot directly.

The platoon commander stepped forward and said: "Company commander, this woman is the head of the confidential department, and she has the password of the Soviet army in her hand." Originally, the Soviets were going to execute them, but they organized a self-rescue and killed two guards. ”

"I hope I can be treated fairly!" The female officer stepped forward to speak, Sun Dali crooked her mouth, spit and said, "Let everyone else come out, I have no right to dispose of you, I can only hand you over to the boss to deal with." ”

In Samarkand, Zhukov's headquarters, a week passed slowly, and although Zhukov received reinforcements from two more infantry corps, he was not very satisfied. Because the reinforcement he most wanted was the mechanized army, and there was no intention of mobilizing it in this country. A total of two mechanized armies were wiped out in the Central Asian theater, and he still had one left, and without enough mechanized troops, Zhukov would not have thought about counterattacking at all.

"Shymkent is lost!" The chief of staff came over and handed over a telegram, the last one sent by Krolev. "Our troops are less than five hundred, the enemy is attacking fiercely with superior forces, and I will fight last."

Zhukov crumpled into a paper ball with an expressionless face, threw it aside, and stared at the map: "Inform down, prepare for defense, and be careful of the Chinese mechanized troops going south." At this time, a staff officer rushed in and said: "The defense of the city of Syrdaria has been broken, and our army and the enemy are fighting in the streets. ”