Aerial bombs continued to fall from the sky and fell into the city of Grozny. The bombing of an aviation regiment was more terrifying than the ammunition of an artillery brigade, and a variety of aerial bombs were used.
Xiong Er inherited a lot of heritage from Xiong Da. During the Cold War, the Soviet Union, like the rest of the country, accumulated a large amount of war materials. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, there was no large-scale war in Russia, except for a piece of equipment that was used by the military.
After the corruption and trafficking within the Party, a large part of it was left to gather dust in the warehouse.
According to the fate of history, these weapons would be directly destroyed after Emperor Putin came to power and in line with his desire for world peace, which won the favor of a large number of anti-war people. (The real situation is that this weapon
The annual maintenance costs of a large number of weapons have exceeded the value of the weapons themselves, and the Russian government cannot bear this financial pressure and has to destroy them.)
There were many bombs dropped, some of which were older than the pilots of these bombers, including high-explosive bombs, incendiary bombs, cluster bombs, cluster bombs, and even gasoline napalm bombs, etc.
Except for poison gas bombs and some prohibited weapons of mass destruction, all bombs invented in human history were displayed in Grozny. Of course, this was also due to Russia's chaotic logistics.
The T80 tank drivers kept praying in the car, hoping that they would be favored by God and that no bombs would fall on their heads. Everyone in the tank knew that their tanks could withstand RPGs, but they could never withstand them.
An aerial bomb, even if it didn't hit directly, just landed not far from them.
Perhaps the prayers of the T80 tank driver played a certain role. The bombing lasted for about twenty minutes. When the last bomber lost all its ammunition, it dived at a low altitude and fired all the ammunition for the cannon on the aircraft.
After that, all the bombers left the sky above Grozny, leaving only a sea of fire.
The power of aerial bombs and the effect of incendiary bombs have made Grozny now a city that never sleeps. Although there are no neon lights, there are burning flames everywhere, illuminating Grozny, which was originally hidden in the darkness, like daylight.
The wailing sound, the Weeping City, is constantly wailing over the city. Now Grozny has become a real purgatory. Both the Chechen militants hiding in the city and ordinary Chechen people are suffering now.
Three rounds of bombings turned the city into ruins. Some ordinary Chechens who escaped the bombings and walked to the streets looked at the bombed houses and could only hide in the ruins and shivered, feeling cold, hungry, and afraid.
, helpless, making ordinary Chechens confused as to what the purpose of this war is.
And more Chechen militants are wailing in pain. They are not government troops and do not have perfect medical conditions. After being injured, the Chechen soldiers can only hide together and hug each other for warmth. Some soldiers who do not have enough willpower will die before they die.
It wailed like a beast and struggled in pain.
Chechen soldiers continue to commit suicide. These veterans who originally fought in the Afghan war can no longer bear this painful torture. The physical pain, mental torture, and the loss of hope have made this group of people very fragile.
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Cordiola got out of the air-raid shelter with a gloomy expression. The damn Russians actually played a word game with him. He said that shelling was not allowed, but these people actually let bombers come over for carpet bombing. The communication had been blown up, but Cordiola
Ra knew that even if he called to inquire now, those damn politicians would tell him that they did not shell Grozny, they just bombed it!
"Damn it, damn it, I'm going to make you pay the price!" Cordiola's face looked ugly. His mind was spinning rapidly, looking for possible ways to retaliate against the Russians. Soon an idea appeared in Cordiola's mind.
in mind.
"How many people are still alive in Camp Mullins!" No one around the staff dared to disturb Cordiola. They all knew what kind of person Cordiola was. Now that he was in a bad mood, if anyone accidentally touched him
He, the result is a peanut, sending them to meet the God of faith.
"There are about 700 people in Mullins Camp. They were bombed on their way to the hospital just now and suffered heavy losses!"
Mullins Camp, like Cordiola's mountain camp, is Chechnya's elite fighting force, and they are a group of fanatical believers. If they are separated, their combat effectiveness is even more terrifying than Cordiola's men. After all, those people are lunatics.
And he's a life-threatening lunatic.
"Tell them not to worry about the people of the 131st Brigade in the hospital. Let them follow Plan B to cleanse Grozny and kill all the Russians! No one will be spared, and their bodies will be nailed to crosses and hung.
On the ruins, tell those damn Russian government troops that this is what they will get for attacking Grozny!"
The more Cordiola talked, the crazier he became. This was his plan B and the craziest plan to bring disaster to the ordinary Russians living here.
There are not only Chechens in Grozny, there are also some ordinary Russian people, but their number is much smaller than that of the Chechens, about more than 100,000.
Before the war began, some ethnic Russians retreated out of Grozny, and some ethnic Russians who were unable to leave their homeland lived in the city. Although after the war began, some Chechens broke into their homes, but these were private actions by some soldiers.
As the ruler of Grozny, the Kodiola order represented a kind of genocide, the massacre of the Russian people in Grozny.
It's chaotic, very chaotic. Grozny now is like a disorderly hell. The injured people are standing on the roadside in confusion. Some Chechens who are running for their lives in a hurry are wearing pajamas and shivering in the cold wind.
Around a ruins not far from the hospital, a group of Chechens were slowly gathering. Several armed men wearing white turbans stood up with weapons in their hands and waved gently. Another group of people emerged from the darkness.
Got out of it.
About thirty people, all officers of the Mullins Battalion, gathered together. After a brief report on the casualties, the leader of the Mullins Battalion began to issue Codiola's latest order without any sad expression.
: "Kill all the Russians in the city of Grozny, make them into crosses and nail them to the wall!"
