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Chapter 698 Kazan

The rye is all covered with ears. Although the ears are not full yet, they are still light and fluttering, and a light green wave of wheat is undulating in the wind. The green oats are unevenly scattered together with the clusters of yellow grass scattered everywhere.

The ground stretches out in the fields that were sown late. The early-sown buckwheat has sprouted and covered the ground. The fallow land that has been trampled by livestock and is as hard as stone is only half plowed, leaving only unplowed paths.

, the dry dung heaps piled up in the fields emit the smell mixed with meadowsweet at sunset. In the lowlands, the grassland beside the river stretches like a sea, waiting for the sickle. The grassland is dark and piled with quilts everywhere.

The cut off stems of sorrel grass, this is midsummer, this is Kazan.

Although the weather was very hot and muggy, there were still countless soldiers sweating profusely while the engineers dug the soil with shovels and shovels. Behind them were rows of densely dug traffic trenches and bunkers. Beside these soldiers, there were several

The man holding a tin trumpet loudly encouraged the soldiers.

"Soldiers and warriors, I am honored to tell you that you are now standing on the great territory of Soviet Russia, and they are also the place where you were born and raised. It also has a resounding name, Kazan, our once great leader.

Comrade Umyanov and our country's great writer Tolstoy both studied at Kazan University here. Comrade Stalin has given orders to turn Kazan into a tomb of the enemy, and such a great place must not be given away.

To the enemy, we must protect Kazan as our most precious thing, even if it costs our lives."

Seeing the political commissar standing on the hillside spitting everywhere, Private First Class Rabiff Bacchus couldn't help but spat heavily on the ground. Of course he spat behind the political commissar's back, at least he still had this awareness.

some.

"Asshole, what else can these damn loudspeaker soldiers do with their joking about those political commissars besides bragging all day long?"

"You idiot, you want to die? Comrade political commissar, you can't criticize me?" Ulrik Kafeki who was standing aside quickly put down the shovel in his hand, covered his friend's mouth and warned sternly: "Sooner or later, you will have a day

I will be killed by your bad words. Don't you know how many generals have been pulled down by them, let alone a small superior soldier like you?"

Pulling away the big hand that covered his mouth with yellow mud, Labiv Bacchus said angrily: "Yes, I'm just a small private, but you, a corporal, don't seem to be taller than me.

Where to go?”

Ulrik Kafeki gave a cold "hum" and stopped talking. He reached out and picked up the iron bridge and started working again.

Rabif felt a little sorry after seeing his friend sulking. He reached out and poked Ulrik, and whispered: "Hey, Ulrik, have you heard that being a soldier over there not only earns 20 yuan a month?"

The allowance of gold and round coupons, and the retirement pay of 200 yuan after retirement, even if you are disabled, you can still go to the Veterans Farm, tsk tsk, I really envy those people."

"Hum, what's so good about those rotten capitalist things? If you envy them, you can go there," Ulric whispered impatiently.

"Haha" Rabif laughed dryly and glanced at the political commissar not far away and said with a playful smile: "No way, that's all I said, but if you come over, I might consider it."

Ulric just snorted heavily, lowered his head and worked hard, like a hardworking old cow, and no one noticed the fleeting look in his green eyes.

More than 20 kilometers away from the Soviet army is the camp of the Chinese army. Tents painted with camouflage colors have been set up in a lush grove. From the sky and a distance, they look like inconspicuous haystacks.

Sun Liren, commander of the Second Army Group, stood in front of a map. This was a high-definition topographic map of Kazan. It marked the situation of both the enemy and ourselves in detail. Three arrows representing the Chinese National Defense Force were pointing at Kazan.

, and two arrows stretched out from the direction of Kazan and rushed towards the direction of the National Defense Forces.

Sun Liren glanced at the generals in front of him with his bright eyes and said: "Everyone, according to the intelligence from reconnaissance planes and frontline troops, the situation of the Soviet Russians in Moscow has been greatly alleviated. In addition, they have

The urgent recruitment of more than six million new soldiers greatly alleviated the shortage of Soviet soldiers. Now they are sending more troops to Kazan. Please remember that the troops they added this time are Soviet soldiers.

The Russian 67th and 85th armies, these two armies have more than 400,000 people. With the addition of these two armies, the Soviets have begun to become more courageous. Starting last week, they

They have begun to launch some tentative attacks on us one after another. Everyone tells us what should be done."

"Fuck you"

"beat him"

"Grandma, we should have laughed if we didn't beat them. I didn't expect them to dare to stroke our tiger beards. I didn't say anything. Beat them like a turtle."

Everyone on the seats became excited, waving their arms and shouting loudly below.

"Okay." Sun Liren's eyes widened, "Our National Defense Forces have been silent for more than a year since they captured Yekaterinburg. Now it's time to relax. Since the old man doesn't know how to praise, don't blame us for being rude. Today

In the morning, the President and the Ministry of National Defense sent a joint order, ordering us to launch a severe counterattack against the Soviet provocation, Wang Dayong"

"arrive"

Wang Dayong, who had been appointed commander of the Sixth Army, suddenly stood up. Although he was middle-aged, his vigor was no worse than when he followed Su Tong in the Chahar Militia.

Seeing Wang Dayong standing upright, Sun Liren nodded with satisfaction: "Wang Dayong, you are an old man who started out as a vigilante with the president. Whether you can succeed in this battle tomorrow depends on the performance of your Sixth Army.

I only give you one day, and you must tear open the Soviet defense line."

"Yes, as long as Commander Sun gives me enough air support, I promise to complete the mission." Wang Dayong answered with his head raised.

"You can rest assured on this. Tomorrow I will leave the entire 11th Aviation Division under your command, so that's all." Sun Liren replied with a smile.

"Sir, I still need one hundred B17 heavy bombers." Although he accepted Sun Liren's order with a pat on his chest, Wang Dayong showed no mercy at all when it came to what he should strive for.

"Haha" Sun Liren laughed, you Wang Dayong, are you going to evacuate even the little money I have left?

"Sir, the president has taught us that even if the enemy is a rabbit, we must behave like a lion fighting a rabbit during battle." Wang Dayong replied proudly.

"Okay, but if you can't take down the Soviet army's three defense lines before 4:30 tomorrow afternoon, then I will ask you." Sun Liren was not so easy to get rid of, Wang Dayong asked him for so many things.

How can we not pay a price?

"Yes, guaranteed to complete the task"

The midsummer morning still seems a bit cool. When the sun shines on the already somewhat deserted land of the grassland, it casts the shadows of a few sparse woods on the yellow-gray grass.

"Woo"

Just like the roar of a locomotive, it crossed a distance of more than ten kilometers and landed heavily on the Soviet position. With an earth-shattering explosion, the Soviet soldiers who had not yet woken up in the bomb cave felt that

The ground shook for a while.

"No, Chinese heavy artillery." Some experienced officers and veterans immediately realized that this must be a heavy artillery with a caliber of more than 300 millimeters to produce such an effect.

The bombardment of heavy artillery seemed to sound the alarm of war. The roars one after another resounded through the atmosphere outside Kazan that had been calm for a long time. The originally peaceful wasteland began to burn with raging fire. The low barbed wire fence was blown up.

It had to fly down everywhere, and the plain was filled with thick black smoke. Through the thick smoke, you could even see a series of bright heat streams, which were obviously fired by heavy machine guns.

At six o'clock this morning, Wang Dayong's Sixth Army launched an attack on the Soviet defense line outside Kazan. The first to speak was the more than two thousand large and small artillery pieces belonging to the Sixth Army, ranging from 75-caliber infantry cannons to

Three hundred and fifty caliber siege artillery joined the attack.

The roaring sound of artillery even woke up the Soviet Kazan headquarters dozens of kilometers away in an instant. Emergency calls from the front line came to the headquarters like snowflakes.

The commander-in-chief of the Kazan front, General Chernyakhovsky Ivan Danilovich, was standing silently on the map on the wall with a sullen face.

"Comrade General, we received a call for help from the front line. The Chinese suddenly launched a fierce attack on our outer fortifications. This time they are definitely not making small fuss like before."

"Commanders are ordered to never give up any land on the front line. If any commander dares to give up a position, the political commissar has the right to shoot the commander on the spot without trial." Chernyakhovsky said

A layer of ice can appear on his face.

He was fully mentally prepared for the arrival of this day. As early as last month, he knew that the Chinese people would not be able to stand this teasing and would definitely launch a counterattack after they began to harass the Chinese garrison with cold guns and artillery fire.

Today, China's counterattack came very suddenly, and the scale of the counterattack was as fierce as he expected. Listening to the fierce artillery fire outside, Chernyakhovsky secretly sighed: "Comrade Stalin, don't you know how to provoke

Is the anger of the Chinese people a very stupid thing? Although I also want to teach the Chinese people a lesson, but not at this time."


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