Just as the mountain cannon turned on the radiator and was about to continue to do things for the penultimate step, there was a sudden sound of panicked footsteps outside. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Report! Urgent! The 300,000 troops of Outer Mongolia are trapped in Hailar! ”

"What?"

"Lord Wang, Erden, Mbar, and Amon heard that the North Asian Army retreated three hundred miles under the attack of the devils, and the Outer Mongolian cavalry rushed thousands of miles to support overnight, but unexpectedly encountered the two million main forces of the Soviet Union that were frightened back by the military division!"

The mountain cannon was startled and ran out before he could put on his pants.

"Time, place, status! An emergency summoning order is issued! ”

Hulala・・・・・・

After a moment of the sound of bricks falling to the ground, three figures fell from the roof.

Then he ran out without looking back, screaming as he ran.

"Assemble! So the army is all assembled!! ”

"Lord Yu, the location of the battle between the two sides is located five hundred miles north of Hailar! I've been trapped for three days now! The stubborn Amon was not allowed to ask for help from North Asia, and after storming the Soviet defense line dozens of times in a row, he was unfortunately seriously injured and fell into a coma, and Erden had a chance to release the snitch! ”

Whoa・・・・・

The mountain cannon ran back to the house in three or two steps, reached out and ripped off the map on the wall.

The rockery artillery took away 300,000 Wehrmacht, 200,000 locks.

Excluding the border guards, as well as the defenders of Chinatown, there are less than a million troops that can be used at present!

However, there are 200,000 ringing horse elites on standby!

It is somewhat impossible to push the Soviet Union horizontally, and it is necessary to go deep into the hinterland to make a big fight, and there is a chance to encircle Wei and save Zhao.

But how to do this, the chaotic mountain cannon has no clue.

"Notify the air base to suspend the bombing of the foot basin chicken mainland, and all of them will be transferred to Hailar!"

After saying that, the mountain cannon hesitated.

"Inform the tank corps, replenish ammunition and fuel, and march west overnight! Bandit leader, hurry up and command the troops! ”

The bandit leader, whose cognition only stayed on the tractor and the small three-wheeler, suddenly woke up.

It turns out that the special tank armor is also Lao Tzu's soldiers!

Ding Laodao, who received the news, also rushed into the courtyard with various materials.

Han Lu, who had already packed up, put on a down jacket for the mountain artillery, and began to sort out the clothes for the mountain artillery.

"Master, things are a little troublesome. The Soviet Union must not be allowed to know that we are supporting Outer Mongolia, so it will not work to take the path of diplomacy! ”

The mountain cannon nodded, having an idea in his heart, but it was a little immature.

That is to use all the money to buy the bomber of the century, and then unload the bombs.

Each transports 200 people and drops them as paratroopers.

But even if you can buy ten bombers of the century, it will only be 2,000 people!

In the face of two million people and an unknown number of tanks and planes, the mountain artillery did not have the courage to fight a thousand.

If Mao Zi is ruthlessly bombarded with field artillery, it is estimated that there will be no chance of confrontation.

However, the mountain cannon still told Ding Laodao his thoughts.

As early as World War I, there were airborne troops, and in 30 years, Mao Zi formed the world's first airborne troops.

Therefore, the mountain artillery did not go ahead of the world.

Ding Laodao stroked his beard, looked at the mountain cannon, and finally shook his head.

The mountain cannon sighed in disappointment, but Amon, Erden and others couldn't help but save them.

With the courage and loyalty to come to the rescue from thousands of miles away, the Outer Mongolian Liberation Army must also leave the seeds of continuity!

Even if you can only save a third, or... less!

"The tank corps has taken the lead, and the servant army and the Wehrmacht have all gathered in the Jalinda theater, perhaps, this will be a hard battle!"

"Master, let's go!"

To be honest, Mountain Artillery really doesn't want to fight a tough battle.

It's nothing more than a loss, it's also about the style of the ringing horse.

But with the territory, it is a little difficult to get out.

has been working to put the North Asian Empire on the road of self-management, but neither the devil nor the Maozi have given this opportunity!

Well, now that 800,000 devils are buried in a foreign country, although it is only one-third of Hailar's main force, it is enough for devils to bear.

In five years, there will be absolutely no ability to go north.

As for the Soviet Union, which has been making small moves and seeing the right time, this time it should be subdued!

Ding Laodao left first.

Han Lu, who had sorted out the mountain cannon clothes, still had a blush on his face that had not disappeared for a long time.

The mountain cannon felt a little painful, this is definitely not idle, nor is it angry.

It's a physiological reaction, suffocating!

Thinking about the trapped army, the mountain artillery, who didn't know what it felt like at the moment, resolutely controlled the lower half of his body.

After passing the addiction to the handle and the mouth, he pinched Han Lu's little chin.

"I'll be back later!"

"Hmm!"

Ding Laodao, who walked out of the small courtyard of the mountain artillery, made a call to the rockery with a serious face, and then a field plane drove to Boli.

The second child, Jiang Chen, Boris, Sun Da, the riot suppression, and the snitch, six people gathered together.

"This expedition is full of dangers, and it can even be said that you will die for a lifetime! I don't want to die under our master's gun, so, brothers, come back alive! It doesn't matter if things don't work out, as long as it shakes the whole world, it can solve the dilemma of Outer Mongolia! ”

"Haha, even the place that was bombed by us once, can you stop our brothers? What's more, more than a thousand people are not without opportunities! Don't worry, Strategist! ”

"Okay, I'll wait for my brothers in North Asia to return safely!"

Seven people in a circle picked up the bowl of the sea and raised their heads together.

The battlefield on the north side of Hailar.

There are no heroes, and there is no Liberation Army with system authority, and more than half of them have been killed or wounded.

Whether it is the consignment of materials or the liquor that is reluctant to be used, it is now all urgent.

Relying only on the field artillery towed by horses, as well as the Soviet-style weapons made in the Ulaanbaatar factory, they were completely at a disadvantage in the confrontation with the Soviet army.

North Asia's anti-natural combat power and weapons have created a style of quick battles and quick solutions.

But in this era, war is a war of attrition!

There is no logistics, no reinforcements, except for the belief in my heart, the Liberation Army has nothing left!

In the trenches that were almost blown up, there were countless blood-soaked Outer Mongolian men, all of whom were rubbing the bullets in their hands like a few treasures.

And the war horse that was pressed on his body seemed to be more important than his own life.

Countless dust and shrenchnel were all resisted by the man above with his body.

The artillery fire on the opposite side still did not stop, and the explosions in one after another not only scorched the earth, but also shattered the corpses of their comrades.

No one cried, and no one was afraid.

When I don't know how many rounds of artillery fire stopped, they all picked up their rifles again.

"Brave warriors who dare to charge, rush !!"

Erden, chanting "Battle", rushed out of the trenches first.

The saber in the left hand has long been rolled, and the right hand with a bandage is even less!

The learning points on his body are like half of the plum blossoms, indicating how many bullets he has been hit!

The Outer Mongolian men who heard the order helped up the war horses one after another.

Behind him, a large crowd of wounded men who had lost their horses, either holding on to their arms, or holding on to spears, or limping, all rushed after him.

"Battle, get out! We're going to break off!! (To be continued.) )