The words of the hemp pole made Amon a little stunned for a while. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before sending troops, the snitch was detained and confiscated the communication equipment on his body, just to prevent him from spreading the news of the reinforcement of North Asia by the Outer Mongolian Liberation Army to the ears of the prince.

Now it seems that the ill-informed self is very wrong!

The battlefield full of corpses was not only covered with the corpses of their own warriors, but also many wounded and mournful war horses.

In the distance, a warrior was transporting liquor from the pile of materials taken out of the hemp stalk.

The wounded, though still exhausted, were still screaming and rushing to the front again.

With material supplies, the Guangfu Army, with the support of liquor, gradually made a sound.

Taking advantage of the careless hemp pole not paying attention, he hid the pistol in the cuff and aimed it at Amun, who was about to kill himself in his ribs, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

"You can't rush hard! Fight a war of attrition with the USSR! ”

Amon, who didn't know the price of firewood and rice, immediately made the most correct choice.

Although the number of Soviet troops was as high as more than 2 million, only a few were able to participate in the war.

Half of them not only have to take care of the Liberation Army, but also have to watch out for Hailar in the south, so as to avoid being rushed up by the devils who have been beaten crazy by North Asia.

The remaining part is focused on guarding against the North Asian Defense Forces in the East!

Tukhachevsky also did not focus on this sudden appearance of cavalry regiments.

North Asia is abnormal!

This group of mad dogs, who bite people when they see them, did not react at all in the face of the Soviet Union's border crossing this time!

Something is more abnormal than a demon!

Instead of letting his guard down, Tukhachevsky stepped up his investigations.

"Report Marshal! The North Asian Defense Forces sent fifteen hundred tanks to the Skwe fortress! An unknown number of Wehrmacht and cavalry are being assembled! ”

"Always monitor the movement of forces in North Asia, and be sure to report to me as soon as possible!"

"Yes, Marshal!"

1,200 kilometers northeast of the area of war between the Outer Mongolian Army and the Soviet Union, the Zhonghua City Air Base in North Asia.

A hundred elite combat soldiers in high spirits are ready to go.

A thousand Ringing Horse Centurions, too, are checking their own parachutes.

The five Century Bombers that had just returned had already bugged their huge bodies into the base's dedicated recovery warehouse.

In the distance, Chinatown has been drowned in the sound of fireworks.

The fireworks in the sky are like blooming flowers.

The dull bells, accompanied by the strong smell of the New Year, represent that the Spring Festival of 1936 has arrived in the limelight.

The day of the conquest of the bandits in Xiangma Mountain, I don't know if it is a coincidence, or a unique habit, will always be this day.

The headlights, which were turned off for easy concealment, were also brightened at this moment.

Red, yellow, white, green, the lights and lights turn the airport into daylight.

The restored bombers of the century began to sail onto the runway one after another.

One thousand and one hundred people divided into five teams, arranged in a neat formation, and began to board.

Outside the airport, three armored vehicles independently developed by North Asia also rushed in.

The second child, Jiang Chen, Boris, Sun Da, the riot suppression, the snitch, and the stupid big man who found out the secret of the two stupid and insisted on acting together, came down one after another.

Then he picked up the prepared parachute.

The temperature in North Asia reached minus 42 degrees Celsius in the early hours of the morning.

But the seven of them were still wearing open coats, and they stared together at Chinatown, which was still setting off fireworks in the distance.

The airport, where no one saw them off, looked particularly deserted after the fighters boarded the plane.

"Why do I think the plan of the military advisor is a bit pitfall?!" The second child with a parachute on his back sorted out the equipment on his body.

Body armor, bulletproof helmets, ceramic knee pads, shoulder pads, arm pads, chain skirts・・・・・

Although it is impossible to imitate the equipment of the riot suppression soldiers, as long as the principle is clear, the corresponding protective equipment, with the current capacity of the base manufacturing plant, still has the ability to produce!

"I also think it's a bit of a pit, if you drown in the crowd, I guess there won't be even scum left!" Jiang Chen mobilized the earbuds on his ears and adjusted the microphone-like thing from the helmet to his mouth.

This is the product of a combination of a single communicator and a communicator used by the snitch.

Maybe it should be called a walkie-talkie, but with the BUG of system exchange, whether it is a dry battery or a variety of non-wear-resistant parts, it can be replaced in time.

The service life is almost a week!

In this era, this is something that is comparable to a seven-inch mobile phone box, and it has taken the lead in stepping into the forefront of the world.

"Why don't we leave?" Boris said as he led the way to the Century bomber in the distance, which was ready to take off.

Obviously, this is a bit of a mouthful!

The stupid big man who exchanged experiences with the second child to learn the iron sand palm seems to have figured out his own martial arts routines.

Although he is not a hero yet, he can rely on the liquor and crawl in the ice and snow to exercise his body, and it seems that he can already withstand the cold cold!

The upper body with bulging muscles, and the combination is naked.

One after another intertwined chain of bullets almost hung all over the body, this posture seems to be called a golden bell jar!

"Second brother, Brother Chen, you say, if you know that we are leaving, will you be so sad that you will cry?"

"I think it's possible! I put several packs of tissues in my office, and I guess I can use it! ”

"Alas, if this time is gone, my poor Cuihua will probably have to be given to the master in the future!"

The stupid big man thought thoughtfully, "With my sixth sense, I always feel that something is wrong. If you climb into the plane and suddenly see our master sitting on the co-pilot in the cockpit, what do you say? ”

A group of men who were about to board the bomber of the century paused in unison.

"Shut up! Xiangma Mountain can be without any of us, and it can't be without our master! This time, as long as the mission goal is achieved, our other brothers will not run rampant all over the world in the future? With that, Boris climbed up the boarding escalator.

However, judging by the speed at which it crawls, it seems that it is really ready to go to the cockpit to take a look!!

The rest of the men, after the stupid big man finished speaking, also quickly climbed up with their bags on their backs.

The Century Bomber did not need to be modified at all.

What was supposed to be a huge warehouse that could carry six bombs is now loaded with only three.

The rest of the space is filled with numerous oxygen plants.

The original crew members have all returned to the base, and as for the bomb dropping mission, it is handed over to the elite combatants who occupy their positions.

The horizontal and vertical brackets have become the driver's seat of many soldiers.

After pulling the oxygen delivery tube into its place, he quickly tied the strap to it, and waited for the notification from the headset.

"The elite squad is ready!"

"Hibiki Horse Team 1 is ready!"

"Hibiki Horse Team 2 is ready!!"

・・・・

"Roger, receive! Please check your fixtures again, as the 1st and 2nd centuries will take off at the same time in two minutes! ”

"Please prepare for the 3rd and 4th centuries to enter the runway!"

"5th century boarding ends, doors closed!!" (To be continued.) )