Age of Conquest Reborn

When General Kulykin's order was conveyed to the frontline tank troops, the bomber formation of the Northern Flying Group had already appeared over the Selenga River.

Major General Wang Qingshan, commander of the 1st Infantry Brigade of the Outer Mongolia Border Guard, commanded the soldiers in the 1st Battalion of the 2nd Regiment. They fought very hard. Perhaps he was inspired by the follow-up troops who continuously landed on the south bank. The Soviet soldiers'

The attack became more and more fierce.

Wang Qingshan no longer had a reserve team in his hands. A regiment behind Luanshi Mountain also joined the battle according to the order of division commander Tang Qiuli. Everyone in the brigade took up arms and went to the forward position, and the battle continued.

It has reached a fever pitch.

Everyone in the first brigade could only see the Soviet soldiers coming in a steady stream. They almost instinctively pulled the trigger and poured bullets onto the attacking Soviet soldiers. In the air, they could only hear the whistling of bullets flying.

There were screams and a series of grenade explosions, and the air was filled with a choking smell of gunpowder smoke. The Soviet soldiers rushed forward one after another. The ones in front were knocked down by bullets, and the ones behind rushed up on the bodies of their companions, laying the corpses on the ground.

The river beach is full.

The casualties of the first brigade increased sharply. The few remaining light and heavy machine guns could not be exposed at all. Just after firing a dozen bullets, they were immediately suppressed by the fire of several Soviet tanks. The light and heavy machine guns and shooters were hit by artillery shells.

It exploded to pieces, making the soldiers hate it to the very core of their teeth, but there was nothing they could do.

Wang Qingshan put on a new magazine and took a moment to look at the other bank. On the river, the Soviet assault boats were still approaching the south bank quickly. He suddenly discovered that it was the Soviet tanks arrayed unscrupulously on the north bank. He began to panic, and his buttocks

With green smoke rising from behind, one car after another turned around and ran north. He suddenly realized that the plane supporting the troops was coming.

Looking up at the sky, he saw his fleet of aircraft flying over in darkness. Wang Qingshan's heart felt as if he was moving a huge boulder. He became extremely relaxed. He turned around and saw that there was a hidden heavyweight in the trench on the left.

Machine gun. He hurriedly asked a few guards to help, put the heavy machine gun on the fortification, and said to the guards around him: "You just press the bullets for me, now it's better, there are no tanks. I'll have a good time!"

"Crack!" Pull the bolt of the gun, spit into the palm of your hand, and pull the trigger hard. "Click, click, click!" The heavy machine gun, which has been silent for a long time, whistles briskly, and bullets are fired at the attacking Su like raindrops.

The Soviet soldiers, condescending and with intensive firepower, became the pillars of the first battalion's position. At that time, the Soviet soldiers were pushed down. The fǎngfo was inspired by the brigade commander and hid the light and heavy machine guns to join the firing ranks.

The Soviet soldiers could no longer attack. The ** division position was so close that it seemed that they could reach out and touch it. However, in this short distance of a few tens of meters, there was a line of submachine guns, rifles and grenades.

The fire net, the dense bullets, the whizzing shrapnel, shredded everything caught in the fire net. If they hadn't seen the grenades flying out of the trench in front, the Soviet soldiers would have almost had the illusion that there were thousands of them.

Thousands of mortars are firing!

Now, the defenders' light and heavy machine guns have joined the fire attack. Although the number is not large, it is a catastrophic blow to the Soviet troops with dense offensive formations. The Soviet soldiers in front support

Unable to hold on any longer, the corpses of their companions lay before their eyes, and the bright red blood stimulated their nerves. The few light and heavy machine gun firepower of the 1st Brigade became the last straw that broke the nerves of the Soviet soldiers.

Like the ebbing sea water, the Soviet soldiers turned around and retreated. Wang Qingshan shouted: "Mortar! Quick, mortar, I am chasing these bastards and knocking out the Soviet firepower on the river beach."

Lose!"

fǎngfo was in response to Wang Qingshan’s call. The Northern Flying Group’s bomber group dropped heavy aerial bombs on the Selenge River and on the Soviet positions on the north bank. “Boom, boom, boom!” huge plumes of smoke.

, mixed with soil, flew into the sky, and thick water columns rose up from the river. Fragments of Soviet assault boats and the broken arms of Soviet soldiers were mixed in the water columns.

The escorting fighter formation separated a part of the fighter jets to shoot at the Soviet troops on the river beach, causing mud to splash on the river beach. The bodies of the Soviet soldiers were almost torn under the large-caliber machine gun bullets. In Outer Mongolia

The border guards blocked the position. At the dangerous moment, the appearance of the bomber group gave the soldiers the greatest encouragement. The veterans who were excited to fight put down their submachine guns, picked up their rifles, and fired accurately without haste.

Wang Qingshan exhaled the air mixed with the smell of gunpowder smoke from his lungs, and sat down in the trench helplessly. He was afraid that if the bombers had not arrived in time, the possibility of the position being broken through was unlikely. However, the price paid for this,

It would be huge. Perhaps one battalion, including the entire 1st Brigade, would be able to expend more than half of its troops in order to repel this Soviet attack.

Wang Qingshan took out a cigarette from his pocket with trembling hands. After lighting it, he took a long puff and let the smoke circulate in his lungs. He exhaled it happily and let out a satisfied "hum". He had just taken a few puffs.

, led by a battalion commander

With his face blackened by gunpowder smoke, he ran over excitedly and said: "Brigadier Commander, the Soviet army has been repulsed by us. I request to bring the first and second companies to counterattack. Maybe we can kill the Soviet Union on the river beach."

Army, rush to the river!"

Wang Qingshan glared at the battalion commander fiercely and said: "I said, why don't you make progress! Counterattack? Is this the time to counterattack? Our fighter jets are strafing Lao Maozi's troops. As soon as you join in, they still

How to fight? That's not delaying

If you make a mistake, it is equivalent to saving the lives of Soviet soldiers. Besides, look at how many soldiers you still have in hand. Can you fight back? Hurry, treat the wounded, replenish ammunition, and repair fortifications. We can't count on the planes.

Always on top of our heads!"

The first battalion commander grinned and went to make arrangements in embarrassment. Wang Qingshan looked at the Soviet soldiers staggering on the river beach, beaten by fighter jet machine gun bullets, and thought with regret: "It's a pity that the Soviet beachhead is so far away from us."

The position is too close. Otherwise, if the bombers drop bombs, the Soviet army's foothold will no longer exist. The next battle will be much easier to fight. The Soviet troops are right under their noses. After all, they are not a

thing!"

The bombing continued, and the Soviet troops of the second attacking wave who were still crossing the river were severely damaged. The bombs almost turned the river into a pot of boiling water. The three regiments were almost wiped out, while the two scattered and concealed Soviet troops were

The tank brigade, with hundreds of tanks, was not much better. As they were looking for hiding places, bombs fell from the sky. One tank after another was overturned, and then exploded and caught fire, sending out billowing smoke.

The German-made "Stuka" dive bombers prepared by the Northern Flying Group of the ** Division are known as "tank killers." The disaster has come for the Soviet tank troops. In fact, General Kulykin ordered the tank troops to disperse and hide, and evade

When the air strike was ordered, a fatal mistake was made. The front line was more than 20 kilometers long. Tanks were deployed at every attack point. The Soviet air defense troops were also evenly distributed in one place to shoulder the task of air defense.

However, once dispersed and concealed, the anti-aircraft firepower could not take care of all directions. Colonel Huang Manliang, commander of the First Bomber Regiment of the Northern Flying Group of the ** Division and commander of the air formation, also discovered this. Therefore, he assigned the four fighter regiments to

, divided into several formations, avoiding the Soviet air defense fire network, and specifically bombing the scattered and hidden Soviet tanks, achieving the greatest results at the minimum cost.

The bombers of the ** Division, in groups of two, chased the Soviet tanks and dropped bombs on the tanks accurately. The north bank of the Selenge River, from the river beach to the depth, became a boiling battlefield, with continuous explosions and smoke.

Diffuse, black smoke pillars drifted to the south bank with the northwest wind, shrouding the entire battlefield in a choking and confusing smoke.

In the Selenge River frontline headquarters of the Outer Mongolia Border Guard, Meng Zhaoxu, chief of the operations section, stood on a high ground in front of the shelter, holding a telescope and observing the battlefield situation. After a while, he turned back to the staff officer beside him and said: "

Immediately report to the division headquarters that our bomber group has severely damaged the Soviet attack force crossing the river, as well as the Soviet tanks that suppressed the firepower of our troops. However, there are still a large number of Soviet troops occupying the foothold on the river beach."

More than an hour later, the bombers of the ** Division returned. General Kulykin was hiding in the shelter, his face was ashen, and the knuckles of his fingers were cracking. He failed. Yes, he was about to win the victory.

He even ordered his staff to prepare a telegram to the General Staff, reporting the good news of breaking through the Selenge River defense line of the Japanese Army. However, the damn Chinese planes appeared and shattered everything.

The telegram lay alone on the shell box, seeming to laugh at himself for his wishful thinking just now. A staff officer came over lightly, looked at the commander's cloudy face, and carefully put away the telegram.

General Kulykin also knew that the casualties of the troops would not be small, especially the tank troops, which had almost become a living target for the bombers of the ** Division, but he was powerless. The military air force had just fought a bloody battle with the aviation force of the ** Division and suffered losses.

It was so huge that it was unable to seize air supremacy, so it could only allow the aircraft of the Army Division to wreak havoc, as well as the three infantry regiments that were crossing the river. Before they were forcibly escorted into the shelter by the guards, they saw with their own eyes the scene of flesh and blood flying across the river.

At this moment, General Kulykin was more eager than ever for powerful air force support to arrive as soon as possible.

Looking at my watch, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon on September 21st. Those damn Chinese planes had returned. What I was left with was helplessness and unwillingness. It was a devastated battlefield and troops with heavy losses. After a while,

, Chief of Staff Zirnenko, will come to report the losses of the troops, although this is the report he least wants to hear.

(To be continued)(To be continued...)