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Chapter 65 Zhukov's Worries

The formerly peaceful Bren Prairie was now full of military vehicles and Han soldiers speeding by. This made the herdsmen on the grassland not sure whether it was good or bad. The good thing is that the arrival of these Han soldiers brought many of their former

There are things I have never seen before, such as boxes that can emit sounds, delicious candies, etc. The bad thing is that this also means that there is going to be a war here, because so many soldiers will not come here for a group trip.

But all this has nothing to do with Dolma, because his lover is by her side again. I remember when Zheng Xiaoyou suddenly appeared in front of her half a month ago, Dolma was hit by the sudden happiness and almost suffocated. Although

My lover is injured so I can't ride with her, but this is better. At least my lover doesn't have to go to the front line to fight.

In this quiet night, Dolma and her lover were nestling in the woods and talking quietly.

"Little friend, you won't go to war this time, will you?" Zhuoma asked with a happy smile.

Zheng Xiaoyou couldn't help but feel embarrassed at this time. His injuries were almost healed, the troops had rested, and many comrades had been added to the camp. He had received orders today and would return to the front line tomorrow.

Looking at Zheng Xiaoyou's troubled face, the ice-smart Dolma couldn't help but understand that her lover was going to the battlefield again. Looking at her lover's guilty eyes, Dolma made a bold decision and took her lover to the woods.

deep inside.

The moonlight illuminated the woods like silver. Zhuoma took her lover to the depths of the woods. She made Zheng Xiaoyou sit on a big rock, and then she slowly unbuttoned her clothes. Zheng Xiaoyou was stunned.

Watching Dolma doing everything.

When Dolma took off the last piece of clothing, Zheng Xiaoyou was almost petrified. The gentle night light shone on Dolma's tall, snow-white body and towering white breasts, making Zheng Xiaoyou, the junior brother, completely dumbfounded.

Dolma leaned down and took Zheng Xiaoyou's hand, and gently pulled him up. Zheng Xiaoyou stood up stupidly, opened his hands and slowly hugged his lover. He lowered his head and covered Dolma's cherry lips.

Live, the two of them were immersed in this passion for a while. As the body temperature of the two people rose, Zheng Xiaoyou's clothes continued to decrease. Finally, the two men and women in love finally became one. When Zheng Xiaoyou lifted the spear from his crotch

When it stabbed the tight, warm and moist spot of Dolma, Dolma let out a soft cry, then hugged her lover tightly and shed tears of happiness in her eyes.

When the sun rose the next day, Dolma stood next to the motorcade, her eyes unwilling to leave her lover's side for a moment. The motorcade finally started, and Zheng Xiaoyou desperately stuck his head out of the car window and looked at the people standing on the roadside.

At this moment, Zheng Xiaoyou couldn't help but become obsessed with the beautiful shadows that kept getting further and further away.

Now the officers and soldiers in Ulaanbaatar have assembled a regiment of nearly 80,000 people, including three infantry divisions and one armored division, with Hu Lian serving as the former enemy commander-in-chief.

As usual, Wang Dongzhi flew his old friend, the twin-engine F-5e Lightning reconnaissance aircraft over Selangduma. This long-range reconnaissance aircraft has excellent performance, a flight radius of more than 1,500 kilometers, and good vision.

Space. In short, it was born for reconnaissance.

At this time, Wang Dongzhi was hovering more than a thousand meters in the air, observing the Russian troops below.

"Eagle Eye 1 reported to the headquarters that it was discovered that the Russian [] troops were advancing towards Ulaanbaatar. There were about three infantry divisions with about 40,000 people, and one tank division with tank model T26 and about 200 vehicles.

Estimated to arrive in Ulaanbaatar in thirty-six hours.”

"Be careful behind you." Suddenly, his partner who was responsible for observing and taking photos from behind reminded him loudly. Wang Dongzhi quickly pulled the joystick, and the plane instantly rolled several times to the right. A string of flares dragged the flames and flew past the left side of the plane.

.

It was so dangerous. When Wan Dongzhi looked back, it turned out that two Il-Fifteen biplanes were conducting a sneak attack from behind.

"Ah, such an old antique dares to sneak attack on me." Wang Dongzhi angrily despised him. If he was beaten by such an old-fashioned bastard, he would not be laughed to death by Leng Yuan.

Wang Dongzhi pulled the cockpit, and the F-5e raised its head and quickly dived into the clouds, leaving only two Il-5s staring in vain below.

"Woooooooo..." At the temporary airport in Ulaanbaatar, more than a hundred P-47 "Thunder" fighters and more than 60 Stukas were taking off in an emergency.

The P-47 "Thunder" is a new generation fighter aircraft that Su Tong has just replaced for the Air Force. Its size looks big and thick, which is a bit unacceptable at first, and the pilots even refused to use it. However, under Su Tong's insistence, it was still used by two aviation divisions.

It changed its uniform inside. In the later World War II, it was famous for its rough skin and thick flesh, and it guaranteed the safety of the pilots. Su Tong also became ruthless this time, determined to fight Stalin to the death. He knew that on the plane

They couldn't compete with Russia in terms of quantity, so they had to focus on quality.

Watching the black fleet of aircraft rising into the sky, Gao Zhihang could only look at the sky and sigh. Now that he is the aviation director of the 37th Group Army, the chance of him personally flying the aircraft into the sky is very slim. His main job now is to hurry up

It was time to form the new 3rd and 4th aviation divisions. Like today's battle, he could only sit in the control tower and direct the battle.

Zhukov was sitting in a Gas car and looked at the scenery flashing by with a serious expression. According to the news from the front, the 37th Army opposite was not like the previous Congress Party troops. They were well-equipped and well-trained.

Otherwise, the 23rd Infantry Division would not have been wiped out overnight, and even Major General Hovaf would have been taken prisoner.

Now the 23rd Division has become a joke in the entire Far East Military Region. Major General Khovav has become synonymous with incompetence. Even Zhukov has been implicated. In view of this, Marshal Brücher ordered the First Army to lead the way to Ulanba.

Although Zhukov himself firmly opposed this order, he believed that the Russian army seriously underestimated the battle of the Thirty-seventh Army under the Chahar regime, and that the First Army's hasty attack would lead to unpredictable consequences. But in

Under the strict orders of Marshal Brücher, he set off with the 24th, 25th, 40th Infantry Division and the 13th Tank Division under the First Army.

Due to the hasty attack, the troops' ammunition, fuel, and supplies could only reach half of the normal amount, which made Zhukov, who was already a little worried, even more worried.

Just now, according to the report from the Air Force, today the Air Force has driven away six waves of Chinese aircraft that came for reconnaissance. But fortunately, the Chinese fighter jets have not yet appeared. This is also a great blessing among misfortunes.

"Order the 51st Aviation Regiment to take off immediately and escort the troops on their march." Zhukov, who still felt uneasy after thinking about it, gave an order to the chief of staff.

Since Russia's defense focus is in Europe, there are not many troops in the Far East, and even fewer aircraft. The 51st Flying Regiment already accounts for nearly half of the air force of the Far East Air Force.

Half an hour later, it was noon, and the troops stopped to prepare for lunch. At this time, the chief of staff came to report, "Comrade Zhukov, the plane of the 51st Flying Group has arrived."

"Okay, order the comrades of the 51st Flying Regiment to search forward," Zhukov just ordered.

At this time, a series of low roars came from the sky ahead, and soon a dark group of aircraft emerged from the clouds.

"No, it's an enemy plane," someone shouted.

Brothers, I'm sorry, I am accompanying my children on the street today, so this chapter is late.


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