Volume 3 Cannons Bombing His Mother Chapter 453 The War Breaks Out
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
A sharp scream of shock was exhaled from Maxim's mouth, and he hurriedly picked up the rifle that fell to the ground, and shouted loudly while shooting in the sky. With his shouting, the dazed soldiers also came to their senses, imitating Maxim's appearance and shooting desperately into the sky, trying to shoot the planes down.
Unfortunately, none of Maxim and his comrades had the surname Jin, nor were they Red Sun, the most great general in the universe, or the like. Although the m1891 Mosin-Nagan rifle is powerful, it is simply a daydream to kill the plane in the sky. The bullets that flew out didn't even wipe the hair of the plane, and I didn't know where to go.
He shot all the bullets in the rifle in one breath, and the planes in the sky were still lined up in an orderly manner, and Maxim cursed and threw away the rifle, ran to the machine guns that were set aside, pulled the bolt to prepare to kill the planes with the machine gun.
But before Maxim could fire, he was stunned. The fixed machine gun had no angle to shoot into the sky. Unless he asked a few people to help remove the gun body and then use human power to set it up. Maxim was anxious and hurried to Igor. Vladimir greeted him loudly. The two turned around and rushed over and helped Maxim dismantle the machine gun.
Before they could unscrew a screw, the plane above their heads suddenly scattered a small part. Five aggressive fighters and two bombers rushed down like hungry eagles. The first thing they opened fire was the fighter jets in front of their mouths. A series of machine guns made the entire line of defense splash. Several soldiers who had not had time to dodge were beaten into two pieces on the spot. The powerful machine guns could not even stop them from the solid civil fortifications, and some soldiers were even beaten into blood mist. The tragic situation was terrifying.
That's not all, fighter jets roared across the position. The bomber that followed came in a flash. Dozens of bombs fell from the sky with sharp roars and landed on the position in a blink of an eye. A series of earth-shaking explosions rose with the rising fire. In the eyes of the Red Army, which was extremely solid and sturdy, became a hell in a blink of an eye.
Explosions, screams, and crying sounded everywhere, and scattered limbs and indistinguishable flesh and blood could be seen everywhere. Maxim knew something was wrong when the fighter rushed down, so he had time to remind his friends, and then rolled and hid behind the trench. The violent explosion made Maxim almost feel that he had seen God... Oh no. It should have been to see the mentor Marx. Maxim, who buried his head deeply in the soil, felt that his internal organs were about to be blown out by a bomb, and muds and other things were flying down on his body...
In just a few minutes, Maxim felt that it was almost as long as a century. The Chinese plane strafing and bombing seemed to stop, and they rang around one after another. Just as Maxim was already desperate and thought he was about to die here, the explosion gradually weakened.
"Cough cough cough..." Maxim, whose body was covered by mud and stone, struggled to get up from the ground, his ears buzzing. His eyes were covered with blood. He raised his hand and wiped his face. Only then did he realize that his forehead was smashed by mud and stones at some point, his hands were covered with blood.
"Vladimir! Igor! Vladimir... Where are you? Are there anyone else? Who else is alive!"
Gasing heavily, Maxim called their names, but no one answered him within a few dozen meters centered on him. He was shaking and struggling to stand up. Maxim found that the area he was in had become a ruin, and the previous fortifications were almost completely destroyed. The wreckage of soldiers who were killed and killed were everywhere. When his eyes flashed past the place where the machine gun was just equipped. The previous machine robber had long been turned into a pile of broken copper and iron, and half of the barrel was blown out dozens of meters, and was inserted into the chest of a soldier who was dying with his eyes open. Not far from the broken parts of the machine gun, two corpses that had become unrecognizable were twisted in strange postures. Maxim recognized them at a glance. It was Vladimir and Igor who were looking for.
"Woo...woo...woo...woo..."
As his feet became soft, Maxim fell to the ground, staring at the corpse of his friend, and cried weakly. Tears mixed with blood flowed on his face, and his previous bold words were beaten to pieces by endless fear. Without even seeing an enemy, their defense line suffered such heavy losses. There was a whole company here! The troops of a company were almost completely reimbursed in just a few minutes.
Not only Maxim, but also the entire frontier position of Drugepa was bombarded and crazily fired by the Chinese. There were very few people like Maxim who survived by chance. Most people were beaten to death and bombed to death without reacting. Many people even lost their bodies under such crazy attacks.
Not only that, they almost destroyed all the fortifications of their proud positions and could no longer organize effective resistance. At this time, waves of rumbling sounds came from far to near and from the southeast. Maxim, who was crying, subconsciously looked up to the other side, and after a glance, he was so shocked that he even stopped crying.
In the morning light, dust in the sky was filled with the southeast, flying everywhere in the strong wind. A group of steel monsters revealed their huge figures in the rumbling sound and rushed over in an unstoppable manner.
"My God!" At this moment, Maxim had forgotten his beliefs and subconsciously shouted this slogan that could make him directly enter the concentration camp to transform. Not only that, Maxim even raised his hand and drew a cross in his chest, staring at the armored cluster of the Chinese Defense Forces from afar.
30 kilometers southeast of the Alashan Pass, this is the front-line command post of the Northwest Army Corps. The commander-in-chief of the Northwest Military Region, commander-in-chief of the Northwest Army Corps, and General Lu Jianzhang of the National Defense Forces failed to close his eyes overnight. He was standing in front of a huge sand table in the command center, waiting for the news coming back from the front line.
At 4:45, news came that the vanguard troops had taken Drugepa. Lu Jianzhang's tense nerves finally relaxed. The staff officer who had been waiting aside used a hook pole to move several troops on the sand table to represent the latest progress of the ground troops. At the same time, he removed the flag marking the Soviet side, indicating that Drugepa's enemy had been eliminated.
"How is the situation of the Air Force now?" Taking down Drugepa and bringing a good start to the war, Lu Jianzhang was in a good mood. However, he paid more attention to the latter when the Air Force failed to send back. Although Drugepa's victory was a bit unexpected, Lu Jianzhang was not much surprised, because Drugepa's defender had only one division. Under the unexpected attack, this unit could not stop the attack of the National Defense Force, and its defeat was the length of time.
What he was worried about was the battle situation between Zarbukra and Kizilagash in Alah Lake. According to intelligence, the other party had six divisions and one cavalry army in these two places. This was a powerful force that could not be ignored. If it could not be attacked and annihilated in the shortest time, it would cause great trouble to the strategic deployment of the Northwest Legion.
"The first batch of combat units of the Air Force have not returned yet, and the news may be a little later." The staff officer raised his hand and looked at the watch and replied.
Chapter completed!