Everyone hurriedly finished lunch, and when the orderlies finished cleaning up the table, they set out the map and studied it.

"Based on the reconnaissance reports of the past two days, it is inferred that the defenders have about one infantry company, equipped with two armored vehicles and two or three artillery pieces, please see here."

What Regiment Commander Li pointed out to Fu Liang was a simple map drawn by the reconnaissance detachment of the Forbidden First Regiment, and the landmarks near the target were clear at a glance.

An avenue runs north to the west of Setundinsk and south to Tarbagatay, where it joins a northeast-southwest avenue at a windmill in the south of the village, forming an irregular "Y" three-way intersection.

To the west of the village is a dense coniferous forest, to the east of the village is a small plateau, and to the south of the plateau is a field surrounded by a fence and a low wall.

"What are you going to do?" Fu Liang asked.

"I am going to attack in two directions, two companies will advance along the village south road, two companies will attack the village east high ground from the south and east, and three companies of the reserve will assemble in the depression south of the windmill. It is more appropriate for you to see how your tank company assigns tasks. ”

Fu Liang thought for a while, and clicked his finger on the map: "My troops can be divided into three routes, 3 light chariots and 1 heavy chariot are responsible for supporting the frontal attacking troops, and the other 3 heavy chariots and 3 light chariots are respectively supporting the company attacking the high ground east of the village from the south and east, among which the light chariot troops on the right flank can bypass the high ground to the north if necessary, detour back to the back of the village, and cut off the connection between the defenders and the rear. ”

"That's it, time is running out, we have to formulate a specific coordination plan immediately, when it is not clear, it will be troublesome for the cannon to hit my own people." Head Li replied very simply.

When it comes to operations, this regimental commander Li is decisive and wise, and he does not drag his feet, which makes Fu Liang admire.

Sure enough, people can't be judged from a single aspect.

Artillery commander Liang Tian also came to make up: "Is 1 hour enough for artillery preparation before the attack?" I have two full batteries of artillery in my hand, and I can shoot about 100 shells in a minute at the fastest - my plan is to hit him for 40 minutes first, and then stop for 10 minutes so that the enemy thinks that the shelling is over, and after entering the first-line battle position, I will come back and sweep him for 20 minutes, take him by surprise, and play them to death. ”

The coordination of infantry, combat vehicles, and artillery seems simple, but in fact it involves a lot of details, and it cannot be solved by a casual meeting, but fortunately, the 1st Praetorian Guard Regiment often conducted coordinated exercises with armored units before the war, and accumulated a lot of experience.

Fu Liang and Li Liang hit it off, and the plan was quickly formulated, and at the end, Fu Liang suggested checking the offensive route on the map, that is, going to the front line to reconnoiter on the spot.

"Okay, it's a rare opportunity to sit in your iron shell, go-"

……

As soon as the blazing artillery fire, which dropped an average of 100 rounds per minute, moved behind the enemy's line, the 10 chariots under Fu Liang's command let out a low engine sound, the heavy steel body shook the ground, the thick tracks pressed deep ruts on the snow, and the ants followed by groups of infantry.

The burning village in front reflected the surrounding white world, and the Russian army did not immediately return fire, and the 1st light chariot platoon of Captain Wang Buwu on the left flank, plus Fu Liang's two companies (7th and 8th companies) of the 2nd Battalion of the 1st Regiment led by Fu Liang, quickly drove past the conspicuous windmill in the south of the village, and steadily advanced from the front towards the devastated village of Aktobe.

The three "Flying Thunder" light chariots of the 1st Light Chariot Platoon advanced in an inverted "Pin" formation, while Fu Liang's seat car always remained in the right rear of the 1st Light Chariot, covering the main advance with stubby 75 mm chariot guns.

Why hasn't the enemy fought back yet?

Less than a hundred meters away from the village, Fu Liang's heart suddenly shook with an ominous premonition.

Could it be that it has been defeated by the artillery fire of our army before?

This is not completely impossible, and in the last war, several examples of the defeat of the opponent without a fight by simply destroying the morale of the other side with artillery fire are the best proof of this.

However, did the Russian army not realize the importance of this small village at all? At the very least, we should build a bunch of strong fortifications, so that the main guns of our army's "electric" heavy chariots can perform well-

Suddenly, the nearest farmhouse exploded, and in less than thirty seconds, another cannonball came one after another, exploding on the snow dozens of meters in front of Wang Buwu's car, and suddenly a piece of flying flowers and jade, when the snow fell and dissipated like a morning fog, Fu Liang poked his eyes and binoculars out of the turret of the car again, and he saw a moving steel wall - the behemoth blocking the avenue at the other end of the village, angular and rectangular, a bit like a longer and taller train stuffy tank wagon. A long, thick tube protrudes from the front of the monster, and a "small helmet" is placed in the middle and back of the top, and the cylindrical holster of the Russian-made 1910 water-cooled machine gun protrudes from it, proving that it was not made by Martians.

There is no time to confirm, fight or retreat, there are only these two choices, Fu Liang chose the former without hesitation.

If you don't look around, how do you know what it is? This is Fu Liang's logic.

Without waiting for Fu Liang's order - in fact, Fu Liang could not immediately give an order to all the vehicle crews, not a single tank here was equipped with a radio - the "Flying Thunder" of the light tank platoon had already opened fire in a hurry, and the 37mm shells hail at the overly conspicuous target, and suddenly shot out a twisted and shining spark......

"Hit, beat that thing back to my hometown!" Fu Liang gave orders to the whole car through the throat microphone around his neck.

The heavy "Strategy" made an emergency stop, the trapezoidal turret slowly rotated, and with a "boom", the first shell missed the target, raping an innocent farmhouse on the side of the road, and thirty seconds later, the second shot exploded in front of the target, and after another half a minute, the third shot hit the target directly!

"Hit, well done, three more shots, smash that thing back to the furnace!"

In the next minute, Fu Liang's car fired three more shots in a row, one missed closely, and two directly hit, and the smoke billowed near the target for a while, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

When the smoke cleared, Fu Liang was taken aback - the monster was almost unscathed, there was no fire, there were no obvious injuries on its body, and it even spit black smoke, holding back a brute force, and forced it along the avenue in the village.

"Withdraw...... Fall back! Fight flares, you can't fight this monster! ”