In a few minutes, the "Baikal" was beaten into a sieve by the Chinese tank, and the car sizzled out steam from several large bullet holes at the bottom of the cup, and the four turrets in the front and rear fire carriages were either emitting thick smoke or no movement at all, and the 12 Makqin with water sleeves in the whole car were heavy, and the bullet holes near the bottom of the carriage even overflowed with bright red and dazzling blood......

The Russian artillery at a kilometer away opened frantically fire in an attempt to force back the Chinese tanks, but they seemed to be worried that they would hit their own train by mistake, and the shells fell like flowers 100 meters away around the train, posing no threat to the three small Chinese tanks approaching within 20 or 30 meters of the train.

Seeing that the "Baikal" had completely lost the ability to counterattack, Wei Yuankun ordered the driver to retreat, he was not sure about the frontal impact on the enemy's artillery position, not to mention whether he had more armored trains from the enemy.

"The chariot unit is our last protector, and we must survive as much as possible."

Before the operation began, the wing captain instructed Wei Yuankun.

Wei Yuankun knew that at present, even if he said a wrong password, it could put the entire assault force in a predicament.

As soon as Wei Yuankun's flying wolf car moved, the other two Jiehu immediately followed, the turret turned to the tail, drove at full power, and rushed back to the town with a smoke.

Wei Yuankun led his small convoy to hide in the small forest at the southern end of the iron bridge, and as soon as he jumped out of the car, he was caught by Wang Yuhan, the chief staff officer: "Captain Wei, do you want to lead the enemy's shells to abolish the wing headquarters?" ”

"I ......"

Wei Yuankun was just about to argue, but Wang Yuhan laughed and punched Wei Yuankun's shoulder: "It's okay, the joking captain praised you too late, well done!" Three or two clicks cleaned up the big guy. ”

Before he could finish speaking, a head covered with a steel helmet emerged from a hidden foxhole hidden by tree branches.

"Wei Yuankun, well done, don't be too happy, take your people to the south, Lu Bing's side is tight!"

Although the airborne troops temporarily suppressed the Russian infantry in front of the front-line position, the enemy, reinforced with heavy machine guns, quickly retreated to a position protected by obstacles, and fired at the defenders at a distance of four or five hundred meters. At this distance, the Jinling submachine guns, which had an effective firing range of only 1,200 meters in the hands of the airborne troops, were ineffective, and they could only rely on only four light machine guns and two sniper rifles to engage several heavy machine guns and hundreds of rifles of the other side.

Wei Yuankun's convoy arrived at the right time, only to see the three chariots flash out of the pile of burning ground and ruins with wind and dust, and slow down when passing through their own front-line positions, so as to cooperate with the airborne troops. There was no need for the squadron commander to give an order, and the three vehicles cooperated to spread out the formation tacitly: the two Jiehu were detouring with two wings, and Wei Yuankun's flying wolf was pressing in head-on. Three ways out, the turret constantly spewing tongues of fire. The tracks swooped down on the Russian infantry on the opposite side.

Tacit understanding! It's still tacit! As soon as the more than 60 fighters of the fourth squadron scattered in front of several hundred meters saw that their chariots were lined up, they immediately consciously covered each other in small groups and jumped out of various foxholes, using the chariots as mobile shields, approaching the enemy meter by meter, preparing to rush out in batches when they approached the effective range of the submachine guns, spraying bullets and crushing the enemy formation.

However, when the chariot drove less than two hundred meters in front of the enemy line. The Russian infantry hurriedly abandoned their machine guns and fled into the woods behind them.

The fighters of the 4th Squadron followed the convoy and carefully occupied the Russian positions covered with bullet shells, and out of prudence, did not divide their forces into pursuit in the woods. Only dragged back all the machine guns abandoned by the Russian army to strengthen their own firepower, as for the twenty or thirty seriously wounded Russian soldiers on the position who had not had time to transfer. All of them were executed on the principle of leaving no one alive, but the bodies had to be dragged back to the village for disposal, so that the Russian army would not find evidence when they returned here.

The first general offensive of the Russian army on Angarsk was thus undignified and defeated.

When he returned to the wing headquarters again, Wei Yuankun was summoned to Liang Gensheng's approach, in the same foxhole.

"The aviation support team will arrive in 1 hour, and before that the enemy will launch a more fierce attack, your convoy is the key for us to hold here." Liang Gensheng said gloomily, took out a pack of unicorn cigarettes and handed it to Wei Yuankun.

Wei Yuankun puffed up his chest excitedly: "My subordinates must fight to the death......"

Liang Gensheng stuffed the cigarette into Wei Yuankun's hand, took out the lighter, lit the fire, and came to Wei Yuankun's eyes: "No, I don't want you to fight to the death, I want you to fight with your brains, and try to avoid cheap sacrifices." ”

"Ming...... Got it! ”

Lighting a cigarette for himself, Liang Gensheng sighed lightly, leaned against the black soil pit wall behind him, and looked up at the sky—the blue sky divided by the branches of coniferous trees.

"Sir, may I ask a question?" Wei Yuankun, who was relaxed, suddenly remembered something.

"Just ask." Liang Gensheng spat out an unsuccessful smoke ring.

"If we land with one or two enemy anti-aircraft guns nearby, will we still be able to complete the mission?"

"No," Liang replied simply, "our airship is a target for a supergiant ship, and even at night, the ground-guided fires on the ground will illuminate the low-altitude airships clearly—seriously, every time we attack, we are gambling on luck." ”

"Every time?"

"What do you think? Do you really think that super-sized canvas bag filled with hydrogen is safer than a wooden plane? ”

Wei Yuankun shrunk his shoulders and did not comment.

The east side of the town once again rang out with regular cannon fire, one cannon after another, at short intervals, one after another.

"How many cannons do you think they have?" Liang Gensheng asked.

"There are more than ten doors, I think it should be the establishment of two companies, and if it is full, there will be sixteen doors."

"So you didn't rush over? You're doing it right. Liang Gensheng flicked a few pieces of soot out of the pit, "This is the work of the aviation support team, but before they fly, we can only pray that the shells fired by these sixteen cannons will not fall on the heads of any of the brothers." ”

The corners of Wei Yuankun's mouth tightened: "Sir......"

"Don't mind, it's not your problem - listen, the second offensive begins." Liang Gensheng lifted the submachine gun at his feet, "It's my turn to do it." ”

Wei Yuankun got up, saluted, and looked sad: "Sir, as long as I, Wei Yuankun, am alive, I will never let Maozi's blood stain your hands." ”

Liang Gensheng smiled contemptuously, shook his head and said, "Fool, it should be said like this - even if Chief Liang is blown in the head, you, Wei Yuankun, will stick to the end and use your chariot to hold the iron bridge until reinforcements arrive." Wei Yuankun, let me ask you, do you have this kind of awareness! ”

Wei Yuankun bit his lip, tears rolled in his eyes, his riding boots together, and roared like a volcanic eruption: "Yes!" ”