Almost every day, when Xu Zili would look up at the flag on the flagpole, whenever he saw the flag fluttering in the wind, his brows would frown, and his mouth would even more mumble. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Really, when will it not be windy?"

Wind!

In the coastal areas of the cold winter months, the wind is almost inevitable, whether it is the cold wind blowing from Siberia or the sea breeze blowing from the sea, 24 hours a day, almost never stopped.

It seems that in winter, winds of all sizes are perfectly normal meteorological conditions. But sometimes, this seemingly inconspicuous wind will affect many military operations, at least for the Northeast Army, this wind will always have some impact on new military operations.

For example, the action of the airship unit will have an impact, the wind will affect the accuracy of the bomb, and it will also affect the huge airship, affect its stability, and may even cause the deformation of its hard aluminum alloy skeleton. And now, although the wind is not strong, it seems to have an impact on the airship, and it has become the biggest obstacle to action!

"Damn it, this wind blows ......"

muttering so much in his heart, Xu Zili could only continue to wait with some helplessness.

In the past day and day, Xu Zili, even the Northeast Army Staff Headquarters and the Coastal Area Cluster Command, are all like Zhou Yu back then, waiting for the change of weather, but it is different from Zhou Yu and other east winds. What they were waiting for was a windless day.

All they need is a windless time, nothing more.

It may seem that their requirements are very simple, but sometimes the simplest requirements are actually the most difficult. Just like the seemingly simple requirement now, in fact, it is beyond the control of any human being.

Perhaps the battle was more easily controlled by manpower than the weather, and after the capture of Forts 5 and 6, a massive offensive began, unlike the previous intensive shelling, in the following days. The battles were more of a small assault battle, with artillery forts of various sizes of 100 men being constantly overcome, and most of those battles took place at night. Each time it was a similar small assault group, which consisted of well-armed elite infantry and served as the assault vanguard for the entire force. They were mainly small battle groups, but they were armed with the most advanced weapons of the era - often each squad was equipped with a light machine gun. Each fighter would carry a riverside pistol. In short, these commandos have the best individual weapons of their time. Even small 60-mm mortars, which were their standard armament, served as the vanguard of the offensive forces, small units of assault units armed with light artillery, machine guns and automatic weapons, looking for enemy weak points and breaking through. After the breakthrough, the assault force continued to advance, targeting enemy artillery positions, while the remnants of the enemy forces on the offensive route could be cleared by follow-up units.

It is thanks to this tactic. In a very short period of time, they were able to clear several small fortresses of the Russian army in a depth of more than ten kilometers. This in turn paved the way for an attack on the last line of defense of the Russian army.

"Fort-2 has fallen to ......"

The news from the front, Kondrav's face no longer had a smile, after the fall of Forts 5 and 6, the war became more and more unfavorable to Russia - under the cover of night, the Chinese sent elite troops to cut off the rear roads of the forts, tearing apart the originally seemingly solid defensive line, and even the defense line between Fort Cobra and Fort Eagle appeared Chinese.

"Really, the fortress is in front of them, like a piece of paper!"

The fortress was like papier-mâché, and a month ago, if someone had said that, Kondrav would have laughed at his ignorance, but now the fact that one fortress after another had fallen reminded him of the uselessness of the fortress.

"Have you heard that story?"

Curtis looked at the division commander and said.

"Which one?"

"That's the story of our commander's phone call......

The chief of staff's words made Kondroff silent for a while, how could he not have heard this story, the story is very simple, that is, Stexel called to inquire about the situation of a certain fortress on the front, and the officer replied "We are very safe here, the Chinese do not know where to die, the soldiers are waiting to kill the group of yellow monkeys", after hanging up the phone, Stexel called the fortress again as if remembering something, but the person who answered the phone became Chinese - the fortress fell, and it only took a few minutes.

It may be an exaggeration, but Condral knew it to be true, and now, when he got up in the morning, the first thing he did was to ask how many more forts he had lost last night. Every day, the forts are falling, and the forts ahead are also falling one by one.

"Really, each of them has this machine gun ......"

Again, Dondruff picked up a machine gun from the table, which was a standard light machine gun, and in the face of the demand for light machine guns at the front, the Shenyang Arsenal immediately mobilized its full production capacity and in just ten days, it provided more than 2,000 light machine guns to the front line by replacing light barrels and bipods. And these light machine guns formed the core of the fire of the front-line assault troops.

"With the help of this infantry machine gun, their elite commandos drowned us all here with bullets like they were holding fire hoses, but what about us? Not to mention such an infantry machine gun, even a machine gun ......"

Kondral didn't know how many machine guns there were in Russia, but he knew that there were only 14 machine guns in his hands, of which 11 were hand-cranked machine guns taken from the Navy's warships and warehouses, and only three machine guns.

"It's not just the machine guns, but their pistols, it's really a beautiful work of art......"

While admiring, Curtis, stroking the automatic pistol on the table. For almost all Russian officers, owning a riverside pistol can be said to be something they dream of. It's just that until now, not much has been captured, and even if some pistols are occasionally captured, there are not enough bullets.

"Whether it's machine guns or pistols, it doesn't mean anything to us, we are surrounded here and can only watch them slaughter us with machine guns and pistols......"

"It's not all. Hand grenade! ”

Curtis said hurriedly.

"The shipyards and factories in the city made a lot of grenades from captured grenades, yesterday. We replenished 10,000 grenades, and if the Chinese attack again, we can repel their attacks with grenades! ”

War always advances military technology, almost on the first day of war. When the Russians discovered that the Northeast Army was carrying grenades. And after destroying their defense line again and again in the attack, they developed a grenade at the first time - a grenade made of canned food boxes with iron nails and explosives and medicines, although primitive but can also play some role in defense, in the face of the appeal of the Russian army on the front line, the imitation of Chinese grenades has also become the work of shipyards and other factories in the city, compared with other weapons, grenades composed of wood, cast iron and fire pipes, explosives have almost no technical difficulty, and soon the grenades were sent to the front line. Now the only problem that needs to be solved is quantity, but the production of factories in the rear is constantly increasing. From a few hundred per day to several thousand.

"Pistols, machine guns, grenades, well, and explosive cartridges, my friend, you see, in the last ten years, they have been deliberately developing new types of weapons to improve combat effectiveness, but what about us? My friend, what is the difference between our equipment and when we fought against Japan? ”

When he put down the light machine gun, Kondrav's tone was extremely helpless.

"Maybe it's some improvement, after all, in the last war, half of our troops used old Betan rifles, but now, we are facing an enemy who is armed to the teeth......"

Armed to the teeth, this is of course an exaggeration, but in Kondrave's view, those Chinese are indeed a very good group of soldiers, and what is even more deadly is that they also have the best weapons in the world.

"To be precise, they've been trying to defeat us, and while we're relaxing our armaments, they're strengthening them, and they're hiring the best Germans to help them train their troops, and they're hiring the best engineers to design weapons, so ......"

Before Curtis could finish speaking, Kondrav shook his head.

"So, we need to stop them in every way we can, we have to work hard to repel them, at least delay their attack, and now we are no longer fighting for a simple victory, but for the honor of Russia, we must not be defeated by that group of colored people!"

It must not be defeated by the Tatars!

I don't know when such words have been circulating in the trenches and fortresses of the Russian army, although they are full of racial discrimination, but they have also successfully aroused the fighting spirit of the soldiers, for this group of Russians who are full of Caucasian superiority in their bones, how can they accept the fate of defeat?

"We're going to clean up those chines!"

In a steel rail-reinforced bunker on the outskirts of Fort Cobra, the captain in a sailor's dark blue tweed coat shouted loudly.

"Let the Tatars with pig's tails know the history of the Russians!"

Ignoring the fact that the Northeast Army did not have braids, the captain constantly encouraged the soldiers around him verbally, and beside him, black mines lined up in the fortress more than ten meters deep, and in the past few days, in view of the huge power of the mines, thousands of mines in the naval warehouse have been transformed into bombs, and many have even been converted into electric mines, which are buried underground. Not only have the mines been transformed, but the thousands of 12-inch shells stockpiled in the Navy warehouses have been converted into bombs or mines, and now the Russians are strengthening their defenses in every way.

When the captain commanded the soldiers to lift the mines onto the rail pulley, on the snowfield full of ice and snow, several soldiers in white sheets lay on the ice and snow, desperately dragging the sled behind them - on the sled was placed a bomb weighing 300 kilograms, the bomb was made of iron from the factory in the city, its power was extremely powerful, if laid in the right place, when the Chinese attacked, only need to press the detonator, hundreds of Chinese can be blown away, in the past period of time, Similar actions always hindered the Chinese attack, and even once, the defending forces successfully repelled the Chinese attack with a few bombs planted in advance, and when they counted the bodies the next day, they found hundreds of corpses lying in front of the position.

"Hey, Ivan, what if the Chinese don't pass here?"

After pulling the bomb into the right place, Vasily, who was tired and sweaty, asked his friend.

"Then pray to God!"

Ivan looked nervously to the left and right,

"Pray God willing, they'll pass through here, and then we'll blow them all up in the sky!"

As Ivan spoke, he looked around, and the world was so calm that it was hard to believe that this would be a battlefield, and at this moment, suddenly, his eyes were attracted by an object.

"Hey, what's that?"

On the branch of a tree pole that was blown off at some point, a strip of cloth was tied at some point, and the strip of cloth swayed slightly with the wind, maybe a strip of cloth was difficult to attract the attention of others, but he seemed to have seen similar inconspicuous strips of cloth near the fortress, why were there these strips of cloth?

Just when Ivan wondered why the strips of cloth were tied there, on the northeast frontier, someone had been observing the strips of cloth and observing the direction in which they were flying. And today, from early morning until now, those strips of cloth are only slightly fluttering people without exception, and even the extremely complicated mountain wind between the valleys has stopped at this time!

It's a good day!

After receiving a call from the front line, Xu Zili's heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly pushed open the window and looked at the wind vane hanging in the courtyard - the wind vane hung low, and he didn't even move! Only occasionally drifting slightly southward a few times, and then falling again, as if the wind could hardly move the vane.

It's a windless day!

After realizing the long-awaited weather at this time, Xu Zili took a deep breath, and then he first walked to the notepad to write down today's weather, and then picked up the phone and said to the other end of the phone.

"Take over the headquarters!"

A few minutes later, when Xu Zili listened to the commander's voice on the other end of the phone, he immediately made a report on the weather conditions, and finally concluded.

"Sir, this is the best weather in recent times, and there will be no better weather than today!" (To be continued.) )