Five kilometers north of the "wild boar" forest, in the village of Svetley, through the carved glass window, the commander of the Russian army, Lieutenant General Semenov, while looking at the neatly lined horses and cannons in the open space downstairs, repeatedly said yes to Admiral Nakashidze on the other end of the telephone line.

“………… Yes, the 5th Cavalry Division, reinforced with machine gun and howitzer companies, has been sent to the airfield side in order to hold back the enemy's airborne assault force...... Yes, I will lead the direct team of the army and the 7th and 11th Cavalry Divisions to the Boar Grove to coordinate with other reinforcements to defend the 3rd Reserve Position...... Yes, rest assured, the troops have completed preparations for the attack, and I will .................. as soon as I hang up the phone."

Suddenly, the horse team in the open space scattered like toys swept by a broomstick, and the next moment, a strange car that Semyonov had never seen before flashed from the other side of the street: thick tires, a square front face, an open body in the center, and a tǐng machine gun with "water jacket removed" on the hood in front of the passenger seat, and the four occupants of the car covered in various unknown equipment were also clearly visible.

Before Semenov could come to his senses, the strange car had already passed through the open space, whizzing past the sentry post in the small building of the military headquarters, and then another, and then another, one after another, although the body was the same, the arrangement on it was different in batches: some of the bodies were installed in the middle of a huge and thick "giant" machine gun, and the raised radiators on the tubes were very eye-catching; Some of the bodies are not equipped with machine guns in the middle, and there are one or two slender metal poles in the rear compartment; Some installed a thin tube cannon equipped with an oblique shield in the rear compartment; Some bodies have a thicker tube "lying" in the middle, and a thick "pot lid" hangs at the rear of the car; Others, the rear of the car is completely enclosed by a guard and canvas canopy, and the sides are marked with a striking red cross with white circles......

All of these vehicles are strafing at the front and sides... While swaggering through the streets crowded with horses and soldiers, completely ignoring the dozens of field guns and hundreds of light and heavy machine guns that littered the streets!

"Vasily, are you listening?"

In the earpiece, the voice of Commander Nakasidze seemed to come from outside the sky.

In front of him, the carved glass window shattered and splashed, and something brushed the tip of Semenov's nose.

Semenov's hand holding the microphone involuntarily trembled slightly, and the word "well" between his eyebrows was clear and distorted.

"Report to the commander, I ask for a change in the battle plan!"

South of the village of Svetley, on the dirt road leading to the village of Sakmala, Liang Gensheng, in the middle of the convoy, is speeding in the dust... The dust kicked up by the convoy was swept to the left side of the road by the southwest wind from the Caspian Sea, and Liang Gensheng and his party in the car were able to avoid the pain of losing dust.

"How do you know that the enemy will be defenseless?"

Hearing Huang Chengming, who was shocked and undecided behind him, asked, Liang Gensheng tilted his head and smiled: "Oh of course - I don't know what to do." ”

Huang Chengming was about to ask again, when an indicator light flashed on the radio operation panel next to him - someone on the channel called.

Huang Chengming put on the headset and grabbed the microphone: "I'm special 0, please speak." Complete. ”

"I am Lian0" I am on your heads. Complete. ”

The voice of the response was clear, with little to no noise.

Huang Chengming looked up and saw that there was indeed a small plane hovering in the clouds.

"Lian01... What's the situation? Complete. ”

"You've stabbed the hornet's nest, it's over.

Huang Chengming couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"How serious? Complete. ”

"If not ten thousand, there are eight thousand, the whole horizon is full of cavalry chasing you. Complete. ”

Without waiting for Huang Chengming to speak, Liang Gen, who stood up from the front seat, turned back violently... Snatched the microphone and headset.

"They can't catch up, over."

"I hope so—there's a three-way intersection five or six kilometers ahead of you, and an unknown convoy is passing through, so be careful, over."

Liang Gensheng's seemingly calm expression couldn't hide the almost crazy excitement in his eyes.

"Where is the convoy going? Complete. ”

"The fork in the road to the west, over."

"Fleet size? Constitute? Complete. ”

"There are mainly trucks pulling artillery, no less than seventy or eighty, and more than a dozen combat vehicles have been completed."

"The model of the tank? Complete. ”

"There are several models of various sizes, and several of them seem to be 'Rigsky, type. Complete. ”

"Good work, please keep an eye on it and stay safe. Complete. ”

"You're welcome, what are you going to do? Complete. ”

"We rushed over in one breath and reeled in the line."

Taking off the headset and dropping the microphone, Liang Gensheng began to inspect the Jinling 10-year general-purpose machine gun fed by the tǐng bullet chain on the hood in front of the seat, the most important self-defense firepower in the whole car.

"Commander, we have a battle game ahead of us?"

Although he didn't wear a headset, from Liang Gensheng's reply, Huang Chengming obviously heard the clues.

Liang Gensheng tilted half of his face with disdain: "Chariot? You mean those Rigsky beans who can't turn a corner? It seems that Mao Zi really fought hard this time, and even this kind of tattered toy was pulled into the battlefield - don't worry about it, just rush over. ”

"Yes......"

"It's nothing, judging from the route taken by this convoy, it should be from Sakmara's village to the direction of the highland woods, probably because the woods are tight, these guys are the reinforcements sent by the Sakmara's side - they are rushing to reinforce friendly forces, how can they have the time to entangle with us?"

"Hopefully ......"

Huang Chengming grabbed the submachine gun next to him, stepped on the bullet casings and empty magazines that covered the floor, and pulled out the straight-shaped magazine filled with 32 rounds of 9mm pistol bullets in the front magazine bag, and a nervous, Liang Gensheng-esque evil smile inadvertently shook across his face.

Orenburg, the forward command of the Volga Front of the Russian army, Nakasidze in front of the telephone.

“………… Yes, I assure you that reinforcements are rushing to the third reserve position, and I can give you the numbers of these units one by one: the 11th Armored Vehicle Brigade and the 11th Motorized Anti-Tank Battalion, which are attached to the 39th Infantry Division of the Pheasant Grove; the 1st Separate Mobile Anti-Tank Battalion attached to the Reindeer Grove Infantry Division; The 115th and 5th separate motorized anti-tank battalions and separate special tank companies were attached to the 115th Infantry Division in Sakmara...... There were also two cavalry divisions of the 3rd Cavalry Corps, two infantry regiments of the 62nd Infantry Division transferred from Orenburg, and two anti-tank companies in the Orenburg fortress area.

“………… I can't give you the 1st Tank Brigade, the reindeer grove was also attacked by enemy tank clusters, although it was smaller, but the 1st Infantry Division alone could not defend itself, and the transfer of the 1st Mobile Anti-Tank Battalion was already a risk...... Quite simply, once the reindeer forest is breached, do you think your rear will be safe and sound? ”

“………… All in all, I don't care what difficulties you have, the second reserve must be held before the reinforcements enter the third reserve position! No matter what method you use, even if you use your body to block it, you have to block it for me! ”

Ignoring the complaints and pleadings of Major General Anfinov, commander of the 41st Infantry Division on the other end of the telephone line, Nakasidze hung up the phone and walked to the map with his back hand, focusing on the "wild boar" forest where the red and blue arrows converged.

"Can anyone tell me if this is the torture of the worst of the days, or is it ............ The opening of the tragedy? ”！。