At 0:00 a.m. on August 25, 1940, the Soviet Union, Nashichiwan area in southern Azerbaijan.

The war horse under his crotch was making a low neigh, stepping on his hooves uneasily. On the horse's back, the Soviet cavalry was at this time, with morale rising.

"In our south, there is a sinful country that has always been extremely exclusion of our gism, especially now, they collude with the Germans and threaten our Baku oil fields at any time. Our mission is to enter this country and finally integrate into our Soviet family!"

A cavalry major general waving his command knife: "Now, I order the First Mountain Cavalry Division to attack!"

General Novikov's command knife pointed forward, and the cavalry shouted loudly: "Long live the Soviets!" Then, they clamped their legs with horses, and the horse was ordered and began to cheer on the hillside with excitement.

In front, there is a not very wide Aras River.

Antonov sat on his horse's back. Under his crotch was a snow-white war horse. He was full of food. Now it was the most energetic time. The horse's hooves stepped into the river. He just slapped it and continued to run without hesitation.

On Antonov's back was carrying an ordinary Monashingan rifle, and his body was running as the horses ran. This feeling made every cavalry very intoxicated.

The large army was advancing, and horses crossed the river. Among them, there were some machine gun carriages mixed with them. Two horses dragged a Maxim heavy machine gun, two machine gunners and two coachmen formed a combat team.

The entire army was running at high speed. This kind of action even had a sense of beauty. The rhythm of the horses was unified, and only the praising sounds were heard.

Novikov was also very excited. Now his troops will be the first to cross the border and protect the fruits of victory of the Soviets!

He also believed that his troops would make contributions again, because in this case, only his troops were the most suitable.

Mountain Cavalry Division.

When the Soviets were founded, the cavalry made great achievements. Many Soviet generals, even the famous general Zhukov, were all from cavalry. This ancient military branch was not small in the Soviet army.

If the cavalry division cannot defeat tanks on the plains, then in the mountains, it is definitely the world of cavalry.

The roads are narrow and cars cannot pass, but the cavalry can easily cross, with high mobility and will appear where they need it at any time. Moreover, unlike mechanized troops, their demand for logistics supplies is very small.

The war horses crossed the border and entered Iran's territory!

In front is the outpost of the Iranian border defense force!

Antonov rode his war horse and, while running, took down the rifle on his back, placed it in his hand, and held it flat.

If you just ride a war horse and move it off the horse, it is not called a cavalry, it is called a horse infantry.

If you want to become a qualified cavalry, you can shoot on horseback!

For example now.

Monashingan's rifle was originally designed to be operated with both hands, but now Antonov is holding it in one hand. He drags the gun with his wrist and hooks the trigger with his fingers. He hardly aims. It depends entirely on his usual intuition. With the moonlight, he fires.

"Bang!" Amid the crisp gunshots, a panicked Iranian sentry on the front post appeared in the chest of the chest, and blood spurted out from it, hitting the major artery!

The entire sentry appeared in radial outward blood, and the Iranian sentry fell down weakly. Behind him, in the barracks not far away, the border guards were surrounded by cavalry before they got up, so they could only raise their hands!

This is just a small episode. The Soviet cavalry did not stop much. They continued to gallop. In front of their charge, there was Maku, a small town on the border of Iran!

At this time, it was not yet dawn, and the residents of the small town were sleeping soundly.

Thousands of war horses stepped on the ground together. As they ran, the ground was trembling, and the sleeping residents in the small town were also awakened.

"Wow, wow." In a house, a newborn child started crying, and then the mother lit the oil lamp.

"Children's father, there seems to be something going on outside!" The woman said while coaxing the child.

The man who had been tired for a day was sleeping soundly and was woken up by a woman, and was still a little reluctant, but later, he sat up.

There is indeed movement outside, and this movement is so terrible!

"Huh!" He turned off the oil lamp, quietly lifted the window, and looked out through the wooden fence outside the house. He saw a large number of cavalrymen on the street in the distance. Their image was so terrifying. Their uniforms could see the approximate appearance.

"It was the Soviet cavalry!" said the man: "The Soviets invaded us!" At this time, he was completely awake and was about to go to the ground to dress.

"What are you going to do?"

"Go to the armed forces, I want to defend our homeland!" said the man.

The woman grabbed him tightly: "Don't make trouble! You have to take care of us, mother and mother! And, don't you know how many Soviet people came? Are there any Soviet traitors here?"

The man didn't go out, so he looked at his wife and children and had to go back to sleep.

Of course he couldn't sleep either. Just in a daze, he heard a shout outside: "Welcome the Soviet army and welcome our relatives!"

He pulled the rooster's voice and shouted there. When he heard this sound, the man clenched his fist tightly!

Rabadi! The famous gangster rogue in the city! He didn't do his job properly all day and even teased a man's wife, but was beaten up by the man.

When society changes, some scumbags from the bottom of society will float up!

The man thought in his heart that tomorrow, he would take his whole family to Daburis to join his relatives!

However, he didn't know that Tabriz is now poisoned by the war.

Air Force Base in northern Azerbaijan.

Bombers are preparing for the takeoff in an orderly manner.

Most of these bombers are twin-engine SB-2 bombers. In the Spanish battlefield, these bombers have shown high reliability and are the backbone of the Soviet air force.
Chapter completed!