In half an hour at most, the warplanes of both sides will be intertwined with each other. After a brutal collision in the air, this sudden war also has a rough spectrum.

Whoever wins and who loses, or is evenly matched, means a heavy weight. Now the scales of fate have just been set, and this fierce and unusual artillery fire is only a trivial prelude.

Twenty minutes? Or half an hour? When the fighting in the sky began, the shelling did not shift back as Asino thought, and then a large number of Arab League armored units swarmed on. The artillery of the Arab League on the opposite side was still trying to manipulate the artillery, and hundreds of shells exploded on the positions of the British and French forces every minute.

Arsino's face was gloomy and gloomy. The Arab League did not launch an offensive when the artillery fire was extended, and it can only be said that they were full of self-confidence. To be more precise, it means that they are very confident in their air power and believe that they can seize control. In this way, they could clear the artillery positions of the British and French allies at a fixed point after defeating the British and French air forces, and then the Arab forces launched another onslaught, then their losses in armored forces would be much smaller.

-- Don't keep your eyes on the positions of the British and French allies, opposite them are also suffering from the baptism of artillery fire.

Armored forces in this situation will certainly be easier to pass through the battlefield with artillery fire than infantry, but the losses will also be painful. The artillery fire of the British and French allies will not only directly destroy the Arab League armored tanks, but the craters from their shells can also cause huge problems to the Arab League armored forces.

At seven o'clock, the sky was already white. Bai Chongxi held the quick telegram just sent by the Air Force in his hand, and his face was full of smiles.

"Well done Air Force. Tell Gao Mingjiu. Continue to carry forward the style. After this battle was successfully fought, I personally went to Beijing to ask for credit for him. ”

An hour of grappling. More than a hundred British and French fighters were dropped. The bombers of the Arab League have already begun to clean the artillery positions of the British and French allies.

When will the nightmare end? Major General Arsino stared blankly at the top of the bunker. He saw with his own eyes that no less than 20 British and French fighters were destroyed by Arab League fighters chasing behind his ass in the sky above the battle line, so he could not see the distance with his eyes. And how many fighters will the British and French aviation forces lose?

It's only 7 o'clock. There were still five or six hours until noon. Hold out until noon, this is an order given to him by the command in the rear. He has already passed this order to the various subordinate units, but what is the use of this?

When you can't stand it, you can't stand it as usual!

He looked at the sky, the red cliff, I don't know if it was a feeling, Arsino felt that the artillery fire on the opposite side was getting more and more intense. In that dense artillery sound, the explosion of shells from large-caliber howitzers, cannons, rocket artillery, and even super cannons can be heard. He felt that the shells were falling more intensively.

The Major General knew very well that no matter how long the shelling was, there would be a moment when it stopped. Once it is over, it means that the army units of the Arab League will soon appear in his field of vision, and at that time, what awaits him and the troops under his command is the real challenge. And for meeting this challenge, Major General Arsinoe has no bottom in his heart, so before the 'last moment' comes, one of the very important things he does is to be in a daze. Enjoy this last moment of tranquility.

The sun is shining in the east, and the temperature is rising rapidly.

The desert is like that in the summer, it's hot to death during the day. If it is cold at night, you need to wear cotton clothes.

The temperature has risen significantly, and the officers and men of the Arab League are already feeling unwell in camouflage combat uniforms of desert terrain. Luckily, all of them are more accustomed to the desert environment. They are either natives of West Asia or Central Asia. Also endure the torture of this heat.

Like many of his comrades-in-arms, Ma Yongfu sat in a half-track armored car. Smoking a cigarette from the squad leader, soothing his mood. He is a standard Central Asian Huihui, although his name has been changed to a Han surname with the general trend, but his family really has no Oriental blood.

As a member of the Central Asia Army, Ma Yongfu could not say whether he was happy or unhappy, he had graduated from high school before entering the army, and received two years of education in the army, and his belief in the true God seemed to be the same thing. So unlike the excitement and excitement of his father and grandfather who knew that they were going to defend the holy land, Ma Yongfu valued money more in his eyes.

- Combat allowance!

That's more than wages. And there is a chance to receive awards for meritorious service.

Ma Yongfu didn't want to be a general, he just wanted to make some meritorious contributions, so that he could reduce his points, and then be admitted to the non-commissioned officer training school, so that after leaving the army, he would also have a skill, and it would be easy to find a job with a good salary.

For such a person, there is nothing to soothe about the war that has already come. Although Ma Yongfu is not a real veteran, he has even killed people, but so what? As long as there is a lot of hard work in people's hearts, the recruits on the battlefield are not necessarily weaker than the veterans, at least they are more motivated!

And most importantly, there are mountains of military orders in the Wehrmacht. Before the order from the higher authorities arrived, he was stuck in the sortie position; Once the order from the superior is issued, even if there is a sea of swords and fires in front of you, and a rain of bullets, you have to rush forward. If you rush, you can still have everything; If you don't rush, even if the squad and platoon commander on the front line does not immediately enforce battlefield discipline, the military court will be waiting for you.

The comrades-in-arms around him were discussing the current situation on the front line, and Ma Yongfu remained silent, smoking a cigarette while carefully wiping his semi-automatic rifle. This semi-automatic rifle inherits the usual characteristics of domestic gun families, simple, durable, and more operational.

The gun was buried in the sand, and it was taken out and shot empty, and the skin was solid!

In such a desert place as the Sinai Peninsula, there is nothing more suitable than such a gun.

In fact, Ma Yongfu's assault unit was not the first assault group. The armored vehicles under their ass are slow, and the real sharp-knife units are now on fire.

The torrent of armored tanks poured down, inexorably tearing apart the first line of defense of Arish. The seemingly impenetrable long line of the Anglo-French Allies had become so fragile after the shelling and aircraft bombardment that the first group tore three gaps in the usual line of defense at a small cost, and by the time the second attack group arrived, Arsino's tragedy was inevitable.

Three divisions and one brigade, Assino had 40,000 Anglo-French Allied soldiers under his command, but their resistance lasted only until half past eight. Two thousand artillery pieces (many of which belonged to the artillery positions directly under the headquarters) and hundreds of tanks and armor, or turned into a pile of scrap metal, or obediently became trophies of the Arab League.

Assino, who had been wounded in the head by the cannonball, was taken prisoner in a coma, and the Arab League forces that had captured them continued to attack the city of Arish without stopping, and before entering the city, the British and French allies still had a second line of defense waiting for them.

Ma Yongfu's team accelerated and moved forward.

The ancients paid attention to 'fighting with one blow', and the same is true of modern warfare. This is the time when the fighting spirit of the soldiers is at its highest, and the officers certainly hope to make full use of this strong fighting spirit and the courage to win to achieve new successes.

Finally, at 9:20 a.m., when Ma Yongfu jumped from behind the armored car, a group of people followed behind the tank, self-propelled artillery, and armored body, moving slowly at a dispersed speed.

Ma Yongfu was lucky, his position was in the rear of the entire armored corps, and there were at least two tank chains in front of him.

Such a distance would certainly not have been able to evade the bombardment of artillery groups, if the British and French troops still had artillery positions. Ma Yongfu does not expect this good luck, since he is on the battlefield, the danger of his life must be experienced. Ma Yongfu was just glad that he didn't have to nervously hold the gun all the time and scan the surroundings. The devil knows which crater there will be Europeans ambushed, and if you don't be vigilant, you don't need to say much about the potential threat of the tank, and your own life is not safe.

Time seemed to pass very slowly, and some soldiers had some urgency to urinate, probably due to psychological effects, and Ma Yongfu urinated three times along the way. They unfastened their belts and solved them on the spot, and at this time, the heat was steaming, and from time to time there was a burst of urine in the place where the assault troops walked, so that the soldiers behind had to cover their noses and curse in a low voice.

The assault group composed of hundreds of tanks and armor rolled in the sand, and the sand and dust flew in the place, directly obscuring the sun in the sky, and it looked like a storm from afar.

This is the true level of blitzkrieg. Three-dimensional strikes and coordination between air and ground, although there are still problems in communication and accuracy, although this can still be classified as a three-dimensional war, but if the old emperor is still alive, he will definitely say that this is a blitzkrieg.

This is the war he has always hoped to achieve. It's just that he did not wait for this era, and the fighters and means of communication in the first and second decades of the 20th century were far from meeting the standards on which he pinned his hopes. Although he relied on a simplified version of the blitzkrieg, he still fought all over the world invincible.

The silver box, which is full of postmodern art, has been buried in the ground with him, but so what? As early as the last war, China's national strength was already in the grip of single-handedly taking on the entire Western world. Time passes, and today, the situation will not change at all.

China's army does not have the old emperor who has won all battles, but they have the strength to dominate the world, the sea of tanks, the sea of aircraft, and the sea of people that have frightened the West for half a century, the Chinese army is still invincible. It has completed the transition from 'victories brought by a winning commander to a victory brought by its own strength'.

Moreover, the emergence of the poor party has brought China an opportunity to divide Western civilization, and Western civilization itself lacks one of the most important pillars - human resources.

No matter how backward Russia is, half a century ago, with a population of 100 million, it is powerful. If it weren't for Liu Xian's bugs in hand, how easy would it be to push Lao Maozi to the point?

And in the Arab world, which is next to Europe, these Arabs who are relatively independent in culture and faith, as long as they have a reliable second choice, who still believes that Arabs will share weal and woe with European birdmen?

Turning over the heavy annals of history, the long-standing resentment between Europeans and Arabs is by no means comparable to their hatred of the East. These green cultists, who have been bullied by European birdmen for hundreds of years, will turn their backs on Europe with their toes. (To be continued.) )