"Counterrevolutionaries should be killed!"

He lowered his head and spat at the unconscious Zhukov who was crawling on the ground. The guard cursed and turned around and walked away. In his opinion, there is absolutely no good thing in anyone locked up in prison, especially a counterrevolutionary like this who had his epaulettes torn off.

The troublemakers are the most hateful. They can make up any story in order to survive, but they actually have to report to Comrade Loginovsky themselves? They keep saying that the Chinese are going to launch a fierce attack. This kind of inferior tactics is simply

It's just ridiculous.

Who is Comrade Loginovsky? The highest military and political leader of the entire Krasnoyarsk. Although there is no high or low in revolutionary work, only the nature of the work is different, such a big man is what a small prison guard can do.

Did you just meet him as soon as he said it? If he reported it like a fool, let alone Comrade Loginovsky, the prison leaders would probably have to trouble themselves first. Besides, this guy's nonsense is so inconsistent, what?

The cessation of gunfire is a signal that the Chinese are preparing to attack. It doesn't make sense logically. He must have fabricated this lie in order to escape the crime. This kind of garbage should not be kept here to waste precious food, but should be directly pulled out.

The best place for him to belong is to go out and shoot him, and bury his body in the soil as fertilizer.

After leaving the dark basement and returning to the warm spring-like duty room, the guard took out a small wine bottle from his arms and took a sip of the wine comfortably. Then he carefully hid the wine back in his arms, pulled down the brim of his hat, and stood quietly in the quiet room.

I quickly fell asleep peacefully in the middle of the night.

Since the Chinese rushed to Krasnoyarsk, battles of various sizes have been taking place every day without interruption. On some days, gunshots were fired all night long. The Chinese army's repeated and ineffective actions

The small-scale infiltration and harassment tactics caused a headache for the Red Army soldiers. But today, for some reason, the Chinese on the opposite side suddenly stopped the small-scale infiltration warfare they had been conducting at night. This made the frontline commanders very puzzled. At first

They thought the Chinese were planning to fight in another way, but when the scouts sent out reported that the Chinese troops on the opposite side seemed to be retreating, and the number of enemies on the front had been reduced a lot, the command

The officials were surprised and then ecstatic. They believed that the Chinese felt that night infiltration warfare was ineffective and planned to change their tactics. They even felt that they could not capture Krasnoyarsk and simply prepared to retreat.

The intelligence was reported immediately, and the superiors quickly made a judgment on the situation. The general headquarters' view was basically the same as that of the frontline commanders. Everyone believed that this move by the Chinese meant that they were in front of the heroic Red Army.

They suffered a bloody blow and were frightened in front of the steel-like Red Army soldiers armed with a fearless revolutionary spirit, so they completely gave up the attack, and may even voluntarily withdraw due to excessive casualties. This marked the greatness of the Soviets.

Victory, the great victory of the Bolshevik spirit, and the great victory inspired by the spirit of Stalin!

"Let everyone rest in groups. The scouts will pay attention and do a good job of vigilance!"

The commander issued such an order and arranged for the soldiers to rest separately. These days, the spirit that had been tense from the Chinese attack could finally be relaxed. They were on alert according to the regulations. The commanders also returned to their barracks and drank.

Take a sip of warm soup and fall asleep peacefully.

The night was already very late, and the Chinese ** team on the opposite side was still retreating. As the Chinese retreated in large numbers, the scouts who were on guard duty gradually became relieved. It seemed that the Chinese had indeed retreated, and waited until daybreak.

After observing the situation, if the Chinese all withdraw their troops, then the heroic Krasnoyarsk can officially declare that they have blocked the Chinese attack, thereby winning the defensive battle. And the defenders of Krasnoyarsk

The Yerkes Red Army will also receive due merit and honor.

The Red Army in Krasnoyarsk was happy with the retreat of the Chinese, and even began to think about how to report the good news to Moscow tomorrow. At the same time, the Chinese temporary camp 100 kilometers southeast of Krasnoyarsk

The airport is brightly lit, and the Chinese Air Force is nervously making final preparations before the war.

"Zi Heng! Zi Heng!"

Below a fighter jet, a young fighter pilot wearing a flight jacket was checking the condition of the machine gun under the nose of the aircraft. He looked back when he heard the shouting.

"Zhigao, do you have a problem with me?"

"I didn't see you in the lounge. So you came here. Why did you come out when there was more than an hour before departure? Just leave the inspection to the ground crew." The person who greeted him was Long Zhenglong Zhigao, a pilot from the same group.

, walked closer and asked with a smile.

"It's better to see it in person before you feel at ease." Gao Mingjiu looked at the condition of the machine gun carefully and replied with a smile.

"You have such a temper, you have to trust the ground crew." Long Zheng smiled and said, "That's almost it, right? Just go back quickly, the captain will have to lecture you later."

"Haha, you don't know who I am? This aircraft must be running well as soon as it takes off. The ground crew is the ground crew, and I am me. If you don't see this, you just can't let it go." Gao Mingjiu nodded after looking at the machine gun on the left.

He lowered his head and turned to the other side to continue taking a closer look, saying this.

Long Zheng, who knew his friend's character, shook his head helplessly. This Gao Mingjiu was good at everything, but he was too careful. However, Gao Mingjiu's first attack on the entire brigade was the most brilliant. He destroyed five places by himself with a fighter jet he flew alone.

In the Red Army position, his accuracy in shooting and resoluteness in charging were obvious to all. Even the captain specially praised him at the combat meeting.

"I said Zhigao, how long do you think the Red Army on the opposite side can hold on?"

"No matter how long you persist, there is no point. In my opinion, fighter jets are used for air combat, rather than targeting ground targets like bombers. Such flying combat is too simple." Gao Mingjiu replied with a wry smile. He had participated in European competitions.

Veterans of the Great War have personally seen the air battles between the Allied Powers and the Allied Powers on the European battlefield. The scene is still fresh in my memory. But now, the Chinese Air Force, as the pride of the air, can be said to be invincible when facing the Soviet Red Army.

Not to mention aircraft, the opponent does not even have anti-aircraft machine guns, and is completely defenseless against the Chinese Air Force. The results of this kind of battle can be imagined. As long as their aircraft are dispatched, the enemy will be a target.

"Okay, I know you want to fight with the air force on the opposite side. Don't worry, there will always be a chance." Knowing what his friend was thinking, Long Zheng comforted him. Although the Soviet Union also has an air force, its air force is thousands of miles northwest of the country.

Outside, that is, near the capital Moscow, and their air force strength cannot be compared with the Chinese Air Force. Most of the aircraft they use are old-fashioned aircraft left over from the European War. But no matter what, aircraft are still aircraft after all. As a pilot, of course

Yearning to fight against opponents in the air, rather than fighting this unchallenging war unilaterally like bombers, this kind of battle is simply too dull for the proud Air Force.

After slightly adjusting the angle of the machine gun, Gao Mingjiu clapped his hands with satisfaction: "I hope this opportunity will come soon. This kind of battle is really a bit..." He smiled and greeted Long Zheng: "Okay, let's go.

Go to a meeting."

In the barracks at the temporary airport, when Gao Mingjiu and Long Zheng walked into the conference room, the pilots of the entire group had basically arrived. Some patterns and lines were drawn with chalk on the blackboard in front. A colonel air force officer was standing in front of the blackboard and talking.

The lieutenant colonel beside him was chatting in a low voice. This colonel was none other than Gao Mingjiu and his team leader Yu Jianfei.

"Why are you here?" Xu Kangliang, a pilot who graduated at the same time as Gao Mingjiu, couldn't help but ask as he found a seat to sit down.

"You don't know Zhigao's temper yet, so you went to inspect the plane."

"Haha, do you need to be so serious when dealing with such an unresisting ground target? Zhigao, you really do. With the ground crew helping to prepare, you might as well take this time to recharge your batteries."

"It's different. No matter how weak the enemy is, he is still an enemy. If there is a problem, he will be in trouble." Gao Mingjiu shook his head and said seriously. Xu Kangliang and Long Zheng smiled bitterly and were speechless. They were about to say something when they heard Yu Jianfei in front cough.

, announce the start of the meeting.

Due to the brilliant early results of the Air Force, Yu Jianfei, who had been serious since the war started, looked much more relaxed. After announcing the start of the meeting, he made arrangements according to the attack plan. Each squadron, including the bomber squadron and the fighter squadron, had their respective responsibilities.

Mark the goals and tasks one by one on the blackboard.

After talking for about half an hour, all the combat plans were explained. Yu Jianfei frowned slightly as he looked at the group of pilots below who were all relaxed and relaxed, as if they were not going to fight but to go on an outing.

"These guys should be beaten..." Yu Jianfei thought, and immediately reiterated the battlefield discipline in a stern tone. Although the intelligence showed that the Red Army did not have the power to effectively resist the Chinese Air Force, anything is possible on the battlefield.

happened. In order to avoid unnecessary problems, Yu Jianfei asked all pilots to keep their spirits up to face the upcoming battle, instead of despising their opponents as they do now.

After a reprimand, the pilot's expression became serious. Looking at everyone's reactions, Yu Jianfei nodded with satisfaction. He raised his hand and looked at the time. It was not long before the scheduled sortie. Yu Jianfei announced that the meeting was over and that each squadron would do the work.

Be prepared for war and attack at any time.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon the pointer reached that moment. When the alarm bell suddenly rang, the pilots who had been prepared rushed to the location of their respective planes and boarded the plane with the help of ground staff.

At the moment when the sky in the east revealed its white belly, the first plane took off from the runway and crashed towards the still black northwest. One, two, three... Ten minutes later, the first plane

All flight squadrons took off, formed a formation in the air, and began to attack under the command of the ground airport. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is
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