Chapter 1500 The night will end and the sun will rise
The quarrel spread throughout the room, and everyone subconsciously looked at Zhao Weihu.
Zhao Weihu pointed to the ground, stared at Tan Hengqiang, and said without giving in: "In this war, everyone is enduring, giving, and suffering. No one can take risks! It is absolutely special.
Yes!! This also includes you and me! If your troops are exhausted, will my troops suffer less casualties? When 18,000 people went to Tianshen Mountain, how many came back alive? Less than half!"
Seeing that Zhao Weihu was too emotional, Anzecheng also tried to persuade him: "Commander Zhao, don't be too excited."
Zhao Weihu waved his hand and said: "I'm not excited. What I want to say is that a command camp can only have one commander. If one person says a word, this battle will not be fought. Everyone in our command headquarters supports the attack
If you don’t accept the decision of the air force base, you have to hold it in.”
After saying this, Zhao Weihu opened the door with a bang, turned around and left the lounge.
Due to the quarrel between the two, the atmosphere in the room fell into awkwardness and dullness for a while.
Su Tianyu glanced at Tan Hengqiang's expression and immediately said: "Commander Tan, don't be angry, Commander Zhao has always been this character... How about we have a chat alone?"
Tan Hengqiang was silent.
No one else in the room said anything. An Zecheng and the others looked at each other and left the lounge. Soon, only Su Tianyu and Tan Hengqiang were left in the room.
Su Tianyu looked at Tan Hengqiang, and after a long silence, he whispered: "Commander Tan, I can understand your mood, and I also know that you are only such a son. But some things are the same for me. My second brother
Their troops are also stationed at the Three-hole Bridge. Looking at the entire battlefield now, no place is absolutely safe. The only thing I can guarantee you is that my troops will definitely arrive within the estimated time. If the frontier battlefield
If a problem arises, I will find a way to let Tan Mingchao withdraw first."
Tan Hengqiang stood there with his hands behind his back. When he heard this, he couldn't help but sigh. As a commander-in-chief, he also understood that his proposal was somewhat selfish.
But he, Lao Tan, was already impressive enough during this period. The garrison and Xin Xiaodong jointly assisted in the defense of Dragon City. During the entire defensive war, they did not receive any support from the outside. They defended almost with their lives, and the losses were all from the garrison.
military force.
His son went to the battlefield three times and stayed in Longcheng without coming out. Everything he said just now was just said as a father and a leader of the garrison.
He knows that he is irrational, but there is no way to be completely rational about emotional matters.
At this moment, when Lao Tan heard Su Tianyu's words, he also understood that he could only rely on himself to deal with the situation at Sankong Bridge. Reinforcements were still on the way, so he could not intervene in the war there for the time being.
After thinking about it for a long time, Tan Hengqiang's voice was hoarse and he said slowly: "Su Tianyu, ever since I was tied to you, I have never been ashamed of anyone. Alas, at my age, I only have a son like this... Look at me.
manage."
"I know!" Su Tianyu nodded.
Tan Hengqiang paused for a moment and sighed: "From today on, our generation of seniors will also...begin to delegate power."
Hearing this, Su Tianyu was stunned on the spot.
Tan Hengqiang didn't say much, and walked away with a stooped body, his back was bleak, and his face was full of worry for his son.
Su Tianyu immediately sent him out and sent him outside the camp door, where he saw Anze Cheng and Liming Sheng standing here.
The two old men, one being the master who pulled Su Tianyu up, and the other being the prospective father-in-law, both looked at him and nodded slightly.
Liming Sheng pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Zhao Weihu is right...we, the previous generation, couldn't rush here even if we rushed here. Now, the baton will be handed over to you. Fight this battle well.
Run the final sprint well."
"Snapped!"
Su Tianyu nodded and gave a solemn military salute to the three of them.
As soon as the words fell, the three giants of Dragon City left together. Their backs were hunched and their steps were slow, as if they had walked through a path less than a hundred meters, or as if they had completed an era.
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Two hours later, with the support of a powerful long-range firepower group, the main force of nearly 200,000 people, mainly Lao Mo's army, had completely penetrated the surrounding defense force of 80,000 people and directly collided with it.
Towards the air force base.
In this war, the momentum displayed by Lao Mo's officers and soldiers, as well as their belief in the victory of the war, were unprecedentedly powerful.
Because they have been suffering from political and military oppression in the first region for so many years. As General Yoder said, this is a revenge war that affects the peace of the entire southern region!
At this time, soldiers in coalition uniforms were all over the mountains and plains, rushing towards the air force base like a tide.
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At the same time, Sankong Bridge battlefield.
In a trench full of bomb craters, Tan Mingchao and others, armed with machine guns, were attacking the soldiers from the attacking area down the mountain.
At this point in the battle, Tan Mingchao and the companies he led were almost out of ammunition and food. The ammunition in the ammunition box was bottomed out, and not a single grenade was left. Even the booby traps were
The leads have all been consumed.
The reason why they were able to delay for so long was because some of the supplies were stolen from the dead enemy soldiers by the brave soldiers below.
"Da da da!"
There was loud gunfire all around, and the enemy soldiers below were still charging towards the mountain.
At this time, Tan Mingchao was also injured. His left arm and right leg were wrapped in gauze and bleeding. But he still stared at his eyes, held the machine gun, and kept firing downwards. The muscles on his face were shaking.
At this moment, his guard company commander ran over, squatted down beside him and shouted: "Commander, we can't hold this position any longer! Leave quickly, you have to get out!"
Tan Mingchao's face was covered with dust. He pulled the trigger and shouted: "Get out of here! Where are you going? Just hold on, reinforcements will be here soon!"
The guard company commander hurriedly shouted: "You have to leave! I just received a call from Commander Su. He issued a death order, saying that if we can't hold it here, you must leave first. If you are captured, our troops will
You will become passive. Commander, don't be stubborn and listen to me."
"Get out of here!" Tan Mingchao had already become red-eyed. The number of the guard regiment he brought had exceeded 70%: "If I run away, what will happen to these soldiers? It's just one step away from riding a horse, and they're all gone."
I hold on, no one can leave!"
The guard company commander looked at Tan Mingchao, whose arms and legs were injured, and his nervous state, which was close to madness. He paused for a moment, turned his head and winked at the two guards next to him: "Quick, give it to the army.
Long reload ammo.”
The two guards nodded and immediately leaned over.
Tan Mingchao was grabbing the machine gun and firing downwards, the bullet belt being consumed violently. At this moment, two guards suddenly rushed over, held down his shoulders, and pushed him to the ground.
Tan Mingchao turned around and shouted: "What are you doing on horseback? Are you rebelling?!"
"We received a death order and must send you out!" The guard company commander wiped the sweat from his face and shouted to the side: "Guard company, hurry up, escort the commander, go around from behind the mountain, and leave immediately
battlefield!"
"Old Zhao!" Tan Mingchao struggled desperately, almost crying: "Our troops are almost exhausted, what's the matter if you let me escape alone? If you dare to do this, I will shoot you on horseback!"
The guard company commander gritted his teeth and said, "When you withdraw, I will stand and kill you."
Everyone was protecting Tan Mingchao, lying in the trench and planning to run to the side.
"Boom!!!"
At this moment, a heaven-shaking explosion sounded from the south side of Dragon City.
The ground shook with this sound, and the branches of the surrounding woods swayed sideways.
On the battlefield of Sankong Bridge, all the gunshots fell silent instantly, and everyone almost subconsciously looked towards the direction of the explosion.
On the distant horizon, over the Area 1 Air Force Base, a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky.
The rolling flames surged from bottom to top, constantly tumbling, and the dazzling firelight illuminated the entire sky, like the sun.
Even at such a distance, everyone seemed to be able to smell the strong smell of gunpowder and ash.
When the soldiers in District 1 saw this scene, deep despair filled their eyes.
From their point of view, from the bottom of the soldier's psychology, they don't want to fight this war at all.
The area where Dragon City was built was originally occupied by a district after the Era, using extremely low conditions and military oppression, just like the rapid expansion of the Tsar.
In the eyes of these soldiers, the Chinese people in Longcheng have never been considered as people from their own area. Therefore, the grassroots soldiers are resistant to participating in this war. They also have too many fetters behind them. There are lovers and friends there.
Relatives, and the sunny New York City beach filled with blue sky and white clouds.
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On the other hand, the Dragon City troops stationed here were all in ragged clothes, staring blankly at the mushroom cloud rising to the south.
Soon, joy filled their eyes, and they all breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. Then there was a burst of cheers, and the momentum was extremely strong.
In the trench, the guard company commander saw the mushroom cloud soaring into the sky. He sat down on the ground, his emotions broke down instantly, and he said with tears streaming down his face: "The one who stepped on the horse, the coalition forces are awesome! It was the bombing of the ammunition depot of the First District Air Force Base."
Yes, the battle over there is won! They are sending a message to us... This is the brightest signal flare in the world."
Tan Mingchao slowly stood up and looked at the sky illuminated by the firelight. And the scene behind him, as far as the eye could see, was full of corpses and the scarlet dragon river.
They have waited for so long and finally this day has come!
At this moment, his whole strength seemed to be drained out in an instant. He collapsed on the ground, leaning against the huge trench, looking at the mushroom cloud in the distance, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he murmured: "It's finally over.
Now...my soldiers and I...are worthy of this military uniform..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xin Xiaodong, who was standing on the right side of the mountain, pulled his neck and shouted: "Brothers, Dragon City is completely independent, today! Do it!!!"
All the defenders continued to defend the Three-hole Bridge with great momentum.
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Half an hour later, Wang Dingyuan's vanguard finally arrived here and replaced the seriously injured Tan Mingchao, Xin Xiaodong, and a large number of wounded soldiers. After blocking this point, the main force of 100,000 people crashed directly into
After arriving at Longcheng, the troops were divided into two groups, one group continued to guard the Sankong Bridge, and the other group cleared the enemy troops in the occupied area.
The fighting lasted until around five o'clock the next morning, when District 1... finally retreated.
At the same time, the rising sun rose from the east, and in the occupied air base under the First Corps, a brand new flag slowly rose.
That is the flag of Dragon City, that is dyed red by the blood and heroic souls of countless people, that is the flag that has been forged by two generations of resistance for twenty years.