Age of Conquest Reborn

The tent was filled with the roar of General Kulykin, the commander of the Soviet Transcaucasus Military Region. His words left the military region’s chief of staff, Zernenko, completely speechless. He didn’t know how to explain it to the comrade, who was about to lose his mind.

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The core of the offensive plan is that the air force fleet is blocked by the independent division aircraft fleet, which is the key to the success or failure of the attack. In this case, one should consider whether to postpone the attack, or simply cancel the attack.

The four infantry armies of the Far Eastern Front are rushing day and night to fight in Outer Mongolia. After waiting for a week or two, the troops of the Transcaucasus Military District may adjust their deployment and replenish ammunition and supplies. From the heart of Chief of Staff Zirnenko

In other words, I hope that General Kulykin can calm down, or in other words, face the reality. We have tried many times to rely solely on ground firepower, but there is no successful precedent.

After General Kulykin finished losing his temper, Chief of Staff Zernenko said calmly: "Comrade Commander, according to my judgment, the air force fleet may not be able to complete the plan. Should we cancel this attack?" His attitude was no different.

It's like asking for instructions, but making suggestions.

When General Kulykin heard this, he exploded and asked in a stern tone: "What? Comrade Zernenko, what are you talking about? Cancel the attack! You can tell, we are preparing for this attack

You know that we have to cancel the attack just because the air force fleet did not arrive on time. No! Never! Convey my order and change the time of attack to six o'clock in the morning! Without the support of the air force, I

We must keep fighting!"

From the actual situation on the battlefield, General Kulykin must continue to fight, even if he has to fight hard. Tens of thousands of troops are ready, and the arrow has to be fired. If the attack is canceled, the impact on the morale of the troops will be greater than ineffective.

The return was even more serious. The reason why we had to wait until six o'clock was because General Kulykin still held on to a glimmer of hope that the air force fleet could get rid of the obstruction of the independent division fleet and arrive on time, even if it was only part of it.

General Kulykin imagined things too beautifully and simply. Lieutenant General Jonasov, the commander of the Soviet air fleet, is now in a miserable situation. "I have been in the Air Force for most of my life. I have never seen an air battle like this."

Damn, despicable Chinese!" He cursed through gritted teeth.

Le Yiqin's tactics were absolutely unbeatable. After his own fighter jets dispersed the Soviet escort fighter group, he did not pursue them. Instead, he plunged into the Soviet bomber group and flew up and down to fight.

When the Soviet fighter jets gathered together again, the Soviet fighter pilots were helpless for a while. There were about 200 Chinese fighter jets mixed in with their more than 540 bombers. How to fight this battle?

I'm afraid that even shooting is tied up. If you are not careful, bullets will hit your own bombers. But the independent division's fighters have no such scruples. Instead, they use their own bombers as cover, but do not engage in head-on combat. The only way to stop them is a hail of bullets.

If you throw it over, it won't hit the fighter planes, but it will hit the bombers as well. It's a defensive weapon. The Soviet fighter pilots fought this battle with suffocation and anger.

I saw bombers one after another, either blown into pieces in the air, or covered in fire and smoke, whining and falling to the ground. Nothing could be done. If they were to shoot down again, when the bombers were gone, it would be the turn of the escorting fighter jets. The number of them was originally

He had no advantage, and the battle was going on timidly. In desperation, Lieutenant General Jonasov issued an order to withdraw from the battle, because there were not many targets left that needed escort.

The fighter jets chasing the Independent Division fighter group have yet to come back for reinforcements. If they don't withdraw, I'm afraid that the fighter jets of the two regiments will be spoiled by the Independent Division fighter jet group. The air battle started at 3:30 in the morning and lasted until 5 o'clock in the morning.

In a few minutes, nearly two hours, three Soviet bomber divisions, with more than 540 bombers and less than a few dozen remaining, hurriedly withdrew to Irkuts under the protection of two Soviet fighter regiments.

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Of course, Le Yiqin would not let go of such a good opportunity, and pursued and attacked the Soviet fleet. He knew in his heart that the other Soviet fighter groups would probably never be able to return to the rescue, and this was also the case.

After receiving the order from the commander, Lieutenant General Jonasov, the Soviet fighter jets that were chasing after them gave up their target and prepared to return in formation to rescue them. However, it was not that easy to leave, and they were chased.

The angry independent division fighter pilots learned from the air combat situation report that the commander had already obtained the victory, and there was no point in continuing to lure the enemy. The Soviet fighters would be easily let go.

As a result, the commanders of each fleet issued an order, and the Independent Division fighter jets, which had been escaping in embarrassment just now, suddenly changed their faces, turned around and pounced forward. The Soviet fighter jet group had no choice but to fight. They fought hard in their different airspaces.

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The scope of the air battle was so wide that the airspace around Lake Baikal was divided into more than a dozen battlefields. The fighting was so dark that Le Yiqin's aerial guerrilla warfare method forced the Soviet army's large fleet of more than 1,500 combat aircraft to

, tore it into a dozen pieces, disperse the strength of the Soviet fleet, and then break it up piecemeal.

Le Yiqin commanded three fighter regiments, chasing and fighting all the way, and killed the remaining dozens of Soviet bombers. At nearly six o'clock in the morning, the three Soviet bomber divisions had more than 540 fighter jets, all of which were

The army was wiped out, not even a single one was left.

The plane of Lieutenant General Jonasov, deputy commander of the air force of the Don River Military District of the Soviet Union, was also hit by two bullets. Fortunately, it was not a vital part. In addition, his wingman tried his best to cover him at the cost of being hit in the air and exploding.

Comrade General will become a martyr of the Soviet Air Force.

Looking at the fuel gauge, Le Yiqin smiled proudly and issued an order: "Attention all aircraft groups, immediately break away from the battle and return home. If that aircraft group is bitten by Soviet fighter jets and cannot escape, you can call for help. I still have three regiments in hand."

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The leaders of more than a dozen fighter regiments were speechless for a while, "Commander, aren't you being rude? We are chasing Lao Maozi's fighter jets and fighting fiercely, okay?"

No one picked up the challenge. Le Yiqin laughed loudly and said: "I don't want to hear it anymore! Then execute the return order!"

Driving the injured fighter, Lieutenant General Jonasov sent a message to General Kulykin, "Comrade Commander Kulykin, our mixed fleet was attacked by the independent division's large fleet in the airspace north of the Selenga River.

The bomber group was completely wiped out, and the fighter group suffered heavy losses and had to withdraw from the battle and return home. The original bombing mission could not be completed!"

After General Kulykin received this heartbreaking telegram, he was stunned for a few minutes. The last glimmer of hope was shattered. How could such a huge mixed fleet suffer a big loss? It is really incomprehensible!

Looking at his watch, he saw that there were still ten minutes until six o'clock in the morning. General Kulykin gritted his teeth, crumpled Lieutenant General Jonasov's telegram into a ball, held it tightly in his hand, and said in a cold tone:

"Order, the attacking troops launch the attack on time!"

The Soviet artillery began bombarding. Countless artillery shells, with screams that pierced the air, passed over the Selenge River and landed on the independent division position. Liu Hongzhang held a telescope and observed the other side of the river. He heard that the Soviet artillery shells were not firing.

After counting the explosions, he said disdainfully: "Same old thing!" The tone was extremely relaxed.

Liu Hongzhang was indeed very relaxed. Just a few minutes ago, he received the enemy situation report from the division headquarters and knew that Le Yiqin's aviation force had already eliminated the Soviet bomber group that posed the greatest threat to his position, and had also defeated the Soviet fighter group.

I was pissed off and returned to the ship in embarrassment. I felt so relieved!

Now, Liu Hongzhang was in a good mood to deal with the Soviet infantry attack. As he watched, he suddenly burst into laughter.

Ouyang Yishan beside him asked strangely: "Brother, what are you happy about?"

Liu Hongzhang was overjoyed and handed the telescope to Ouyang Yishan and said: "Look, what kind of formation is Lao Maozi's tank in? It's not enough to take a beating!"

After reading this, Ouyang Yishan was also happy and said: "Brother, let's fight in the old way? Knock out the Soviet tanks first, then hit the second echelon with mortars, and then move closer to hit the first echelon!"

Liu Hongzhang widened his eyes exaggeratedly and replied: "This is the only way to fight. The old man can't come up with any new tricks, so we will just follow the prescription. There is an example from yesterday. Each group knows how to fight, so there is no need for us two."

Worry!"

After forty minutes of shelling, the Soviet artillery fire began to extend, "rumbling" and hitting deep into the Independent Division's position, and the first wave of attacking troops began to cross the river.

On both sides of the Selenge River, the flames of war spread again. The result of the battle was as expected. The Soviet army's first attack was quickly repelled. An hour later, the Soviet army launched a second attack.

Attack, this time, retreat faster.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Hongzhang and Ouyang Yishan, commanding the 1st and 2nd brigades of the directly affiliated corps, repelled five Soviet attacks and finally lost their temper and had to stop.

As the Soviet troops withdrew from the beach on the north bank, the battlefield became quiet. The strong north wind blew the billowing black smoke of the Soviet tanks to the south bank, leaving a burning smell everywhere on the position, which made people choke.

Liu Hongzhang kept scolding his mother.

The setting sun gathered its last rays, and darkness enveloped the northern part of the Outer Mongolia grassland. According to the order of the division headquarters, starting at 8 o'clock in the evening, the independent division troops on the front line on the south bank of the Selenge River began to evacuate in a planned manner.

Two hours ago, the Outer Mongolia Border Guard troops on the front line of Luanshi Mountain had withdrawn from their positions in advance.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Liu Hongzhang and Ouyang Yishan, under the protection of the guard troops, walked out of the shelter where they had stayed for two days and two nights. Taking a breath of the cool evening breeze, Liu Hongzhang turned back again and looked at the dimly lit Suzhou on the other side.

In the military camp, a sarcastic sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He told the brigade chief of staff Liu Chenglin: "Chenglin, please telegraph to the division commander that our troops on the first and second lines of the Selenge River have safely evacuated. The headquarters finally withdrew at ten o'clock, and the troops have turned towards Bayan Ula.

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