A soldier from the Northeast New Army hid in a bullet crater, holding a Garland rifle, he began to aim at the Soviet cavalry that was rushing towards them.

"Baopao..." The soldier aimed at a Soviet cavalry and pulled the trigger one after another, and three bullets were shrunk like arrows.

"Puchi..." The first two bullets accurately hit the Soviet cavalry's war horse under their crotch, but the second one deviated and flew out.

The war horse was shot and wailed, and its huge body fell to the ground. The huge inertia was thrown forward fiercely through the Soviet cavalry on the back of the horse.

The fall was astonishing. The Soviet cavalry was so devastated that he had broken a few ribs on his body. The severe pain almost made him faint.

Before he could stand up, his companions' herds of horses flocked to him. After the horses galloped, the Soviet cavalry had been trampled into meat paste and could not die again.

The soldiers opened fire again, and two more Soviet cavalry fell off their horses and died. The speed and power of the semi-automatic rifle in his hand were fully exerted at this moment...

One Garland has this power. Thousands and hundreds of Garlands fire at the same time, and the bomb rain formed is very dense.

Coupled with hundreds of submachine guns and general machine guns, the blocking firepower of the Northeast New Army counterattack troops has become very strong and dense.

The Soviet cavalry, holding their rifles and charging with their swords, were shot one after another, and some were even beaten into sieves by their men and horses.

As for the Soviet army's firepower counterattack, since they were in a fast rush, their accuracy and firepower were completely negligible.

As the Soviet cavalry rushed closer, the more intense the firefight they were hit. At this time, the rocket soldiers in the counterattacking forces also took the opportunity to carry Bazuka to join the battle.

A high-explosive bomb was shot straight out by Bazuka's rocket launcher, which made the Soviet army even worse.

After less than twenty minutes of the battle, the Soviet cavalry finally could not withstand such huge casualties, and they turned around in a hurry and left in disappointment.

Looking at the bodies of the Soviet army and horses in front of the blocking position, blood flowing into a river, Wu Chengfeng stood out from a bullet crater: "Bah, what era is it, he is still playing with cavalry, idiot."

"Teacher Commander, I am not in good condition, please punish me." The Soviet colonel came to Zhukov in a very embarrassing manner, and dismounted with guilt and bowed his head.

Zhukov looked at the battlefield where the fire suddenly appeared, then looked back at his wounded subordinates, and sighed: "The New Northeast Army has excellent equipment, strong firepower and excellent reaction speed. Our cavalry cannot take advantage of such a battle."

After pausing, Zhukov turned his head and ordered the communications soldier behind him, "Go and report to General Minov immediately. The cavalry failed to assault. Please order the artillery to open fire quickly and catch the enemy off guard."

The correspondent soldier took the horse and took the order away.

Wu Chengfeng was leading his subordinates to clean the battlefield and rescue the wounded. Suddenly, a strange noise broke out in the night sky ahead. Wu Chengfeng looked at the sound and suddenly changed color.

I saw countless dazzling fire balls that had risen up in the air, cutting through the sky and whistling towards them.

"No. The damn old Russians cannon bombard him, hide quickly!" Wu Chengfeng yelled loudly with his neck.

The officers and soldiers had already discovered the abnormality and scattered in search of cover to hide.

"Boom boom boom..." hundreds of large-caliber heavy howitzers from the Soviet army such as 120mm and 155mm were fired one after another.

Hundreds of shells fell down like beans, and a violent explosion suddenly occurred.

A ball of scarlet flames soared into the sky, and the rolling smoke suddenly spread out.

The Northeast New Air Force, who had completely defeated the Soviet Air Force in the sky, were shocked when they saw this.

"Captain. Captain, our ground troops are bombarded by enemy heavy artillery groups. Please instruct whether to provide support." A Zero fighter pilot shouted in the phone.

"But, our bf109 fighter jet has no more fuel and cannot continue fighting, it's over." A pilot said hurriedly.

Zhang Xinghua, who was in charge of leading the team, pondered for a moment and said, "All bf109 fighter jets returned immediately and flew to Qiqihar Airport. The remaining Zero fighter bombers continued to fight, and the target enemy heavy artillery group positions were completed."

"receive!"

"Received!" The pilots responded one after another. The next moment, dozens of bf109s left the fleet and returned to the direction of Qiqihar.

The other aircraft used Zero fighter jets as the pioneers, flying towards the Soviet artillery positions that were being violently bombarded like a cloud and chasing the sun.

Looking at the enemy fighter planes roaring over his head, Zhukov, who was hiding in the woods, suddenly remembered something in his heart, and his face changed drastically, and he shouted: "No, I am eager to take revenge and I forgot the threat of the enemy air force. However, they have been fighting with our air force for a long time and have come thousands of miles away, but they don't choose to return? Aren't they afraid of exhausting fuel and destroying the plane?"

At the moment when Zhukov was puzzled, more than fifty Zero fighter jets flew over the Soviet heavy artillery group like eagles in the air.

The Soviet heavy artillery units were all equipped with a certain degree of air defense force, and the air defense machine guns and high-speed artillery fired one after another.

The ground was filled with flames, which was very spectacular.

After being attacked by ground air defense fire, the pilots were even more sure that the Soviet artillery position was below.

They dived downwards and rushed, and the onboard machine guns and machine guns opened fire, causing considerable casualties to the Soviet air defense forces.

After a dive sweep, the Soviet army's high machine guns and high cannons were already halfway down. At this time, the subsequent bomber group began to bomb indiscriminately.

"光光光光光..." Amid the screams of sharp roars, bombs fell from high altitude, and dozens of Stuka dive bombers flew to a thousand meters to conduct precise dive bombing.

The target was directly aimed at the Soviet army's heavy artillery group.

"Boom...boom...boom...boom..." A series of violent explosions sounded one after another, and huge firelight rose into the air with the rolling smoke.

From time to time, heavy Soviet artillery was hit in the flames and thick smoke. Under the huge shock wave, the polar bears and their artillery were destroyed, and they were blown up by the wind like garbage.

The bombing lasted for nearly half an hour, and the Soviet artillery group suffered heavy losses and was forced to stop the artillery. Only then did Zhang Xinghua and his companions return to Qiqihar with their fighter planes.

At the same time, more than 70 C47 transport aircraft at Qiqihar Airport had completed landings. At the beginning of the cabin door, one after another, fully armed and burly Northeast New Army soldiers came out one after another.

After getting off the plane, they lined up themselves.

Zhang Xinghan slowly walked out of a transport plane surrounded by Guo Zhong, Niu Erzhu and others.

The troops had already been assembled. When an officer saw Zhang Xinghan get off the plane, he immediately shouted: "Standing attentively! Salute!" The voice was very long and loud.

Thousands of officers and soldiers present stood up with guns in their hands, and their movements were neat and neat and neat.

Zhang Xinghan looked at the densely dense bayonet with a hint of cold light. He asked, "Have the troops arrived?"

"Yes, it's all here, this is the last batch." Guo Zhong, who followed behind him, replied.

Zhang Xinghan walked off the plane and came to the team. His eyes slowly swept over. He saw the officers and soldiers holding steel guns, with a cold face and a tall figure, and nodded in satisfaction. He immediately waved his hand: "Brothers, the battle between Hailar has reached a white-hot level. The brothers of the 8th and 5th Divisions have been fighting with the Russians for many days. They need reinforcements urgently. Now I order the troops to set off immediately and march towards Hailar at full speed. Raid to Hailar!"

Niu Erzhu stood out at the right time and whispered loudly: "Everyone has it, get in the bus and set off!"

Thousands of officers and soldiers turned around nervously and orderly, boarded the car they had already prepared and headed straight for Qiqihar Railway Station.

After boarding the train, he drove towards Hailar.

Zhang Xinghan also got on the train. The main force was still on the way north and it would take some time to arrive. It was necessary for him to go to the Hailar front in person. This would greatly inspire the morale of the frontline officers and soldiers to persevere until the main force reinforcement arrives.

At this time, the Hailar battlefield was severely damaged by the heavy artillery troops of the Soviet army due to the full support of the Air Force, so the situation eased a little.

The biggest threat to the Soviet army was their artillery, which was even larger than that of the New Northeast Army, and it was needless to say that it was powerful.

Once their artillery was killed, the Northeast New Army would remove a major threat.

However, the Russians obviously were not vegetarians. The heavy artillery troops suffered heavy losses in air strikes, and the cavalry troops also failed assaults.

Minov was furious and ordered the air force to reorganize his troops and directly attack strategic key areas such as the New Northeast Army in Qiqihar and other places.

While mobilizing hundreds of tanks and two infantry divisions, they launched an attack on Hailar again.

An extremely tragic battle broke out again.

In a field defense position outside the city, a soldier from the Northeast New Army crawled out of the soil and the bodies of his comrades. He looked up and saw dozens of Soviet tanks leading hundreds of infantrymen to roar outside the position.

He no longer remembered how many attacks this was by the Russians. He only knew that all his comrades around him had died on the position. As for outside the position, the Russians' bodies were even everywhere.

Outside the trench not far from him, there were two bombed Soviet tank wrecks at this moment, and occasionally some small flames burned the tank wrecks that had not yet been burned.

He hurriedly searched the trench beside him, and finally found a pack of explosives, and hugged it in his arms as if he had caught a treasure. The soldier hugged and followed the trench to the wreckage of the two tanks.

With the cover of gunpowder, he hid behind the tank wreckage and waited for the arrival of the Soviet offensive troops.

He planned to kill another enemy tank before he died and pull a few Russians to take the back.

Looking back at Hailar City not far away, the soldiers showed a hint of yearning. Although he wanted to go back to the city, his company's advice during his lifetime rang in his ears at the right time.

"The division headquarters has an order, and the 3rd Company holds its position. If there is no order, even if the last soldier and one soldier are not allowed to retreat. Those who violate the order will be executed on the spot..."

The military orders were like mountains, and the scene of former comrades tragically died one by one appeared in front of them. The soldiers forced themselves to withdraw their gazes, hugged the explosive pack in their arms tightly, waiting for the arrival of the last moment.

ps: The first update, are you happy with the Mid-Autumn Festival? I will update it all the way from today, and I will never stop it. Please wait and see! (To be continued...)
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