Vol 2 Chapter 47: Li Weidong's Shangganling

"Five hours!" Yu Hanchao's eyes widened. Everyone understands what five hours means. The strategy of adjusting the tiger away from the mountain is time-effective. After the Soviets discover that the team on Cuiwei Mountain has been wiped out, it will definitely start. In revenge on a large scale, the hilltop was ploughed several times with a rocket launcher, and the steel and iron bones were lost.
　　 Liu Yanzhi and others were also dumbfounded. For five hours, dozens of people on the bare mountain could not hold it anyway.
The guerrillas of the Huaijiang brigade happily cleaned the battlefield, confiscated all weapons and ammunition, and stripped off their watches, helmets, military coats, and leather brass buckle armed belts. In short, they took everything they could use except for the footwear and underwear. Go, this is exactly the same as the situation in the anti-Japanese battlefield back then. The guerrillas were too poor and lacked everything.
　　 Li Weidong's cursing commander placed the bodies of the fallen Soviet soldiers in a row and covered them with military blankets, saying that they were also soldiers and should be decent. Although the team members were not happy, they did so.
　　 After dealing with these, Li Weidong walked over, holding a captured Marklov pistol in his hand, and handed it to Liu Yanzhi along with the holster: "It's for you."
　　 "Thanks, I don't need it, I will leave soon." Liu Yan pushed forward.
　　 "Take it, otherwise I will lose face." Li Weidong was very determined, he just shoved the gun to Liu Yanzhi, rolled up his sleeves and looked at the Soviet military watch on his wrist, and said, "It's almost done, let's withdraw."
　　 Liu Yan shook his head straight: "You withdraw, we stay."
"Why do you stay and wait for death?" Li Weidong was shocked, "This is not a place to stay for a long time. We just bombed the Devil's bridge and pulled up another stronghold. Vasily can't find anyone to get angry right now. , Doesn’t staying here make him perfect."
　　 "We must stay." Liu Yanzhi said calmly, "This is our mission."
Li Weidong saw the transversal cabin and thoughtfully: "Oh, you are here for this thing, well, I don't inquire about the top secret mission, but there is only a dead end. I suggest that this thing be taken down and taken away, or It was fried at all, and no dross was left to Vasily."
　　Party Patriotic came over, took Li Weidong's shoulders and walked to the side, whispering: "Captain Li, there are some things that can't be explained. Take your brothers with you. We have our own way."
　　 Li Weidong's temper came up: "I won't go if I don't say it clearly, the big deal is that everyone will die together."
　　The party is patriotic and helpless, so he had to perfunctoryly said: "Captain Li, this matter involves advanced scientific issues, and it is difficult for me to explain clearly to you."
　　 Li Weidong said: "I can speak clearly in Chinese, there is nothing I can't accept."
The Patriotic Party looked around and said, "Well, actually...we are not people of this era. We are here to perform tasks. Now we are going to return to the time and space where we are. We are from 2017, which is forty-seven. Years later."
　　 Li Weidong was stunned for a while, and when he took out the cigarette, the lighter did not ignite after several times.
"You are the people of the future, the people of the 21st century." Li Weidong thought, "I am a middle school teacher at any rate. I know Einstein's theory of relativity. I also pondered about time travel. I didn't expect it to be several decades later. It's achieved, then, when will the war end and am I still alive?"
　　 The party is patriotic and speechless. In the grand war, the personal life and death is really not worth mentioning. Li Weidong's name is not left in history. It is very likely that he was killed in a battle.
　　 Li Weidong smiled frankly, as if he had thought of this ending, he changed the subject: "It's dangerous here, can't you go back to 2017 in another place?"
　　Dang Paiguo said: "Here is the location of the wormhole. It can only be here, and only after five hours. We have no other choice."
　　 "What if you don't go back?" Li Weidong asked.
　　 "The world will be destroyed." The party's patriotic tone increased.
　　 "Well, I will cover you to go." Li Weidong pinched out the cigarette butts, and shouted to his subordinates: "Listen, I need a few volunteers to stand here and cover the comrades in the central government to perform their tasks."
The guerrillas who cleaned the battlefield looked at each other. The guerrillas were fighting sports warfare, and fighting positional warfare was tantamount to suicide, but the captain spoke and no one dared to raise objections. A few stunned greens immediately said that they were with the Li team for life and death. .
"Okay, it's a man. I don't want to keep it. After all, I have to save a fire for our Huaijiang brigade." Li Weidong began to call his name, "You, you, you, you, you, and you leave with things. , Wait for me in the old place. If I can't go back, you will start anew, don't let our Huaijiang brigade put out the fire."
　　The soldiers didn't want to leave, and no one wanted to be a gangster. Li Weidong got angry, even beat and scolded, and finally drove away a few younger brothers. The rest were brothers who shared life and death.
"Organize defense and build up air defense positions." Li Weidong said, "Russian devils rely on armed helicopters most. They release rockets far away. We have to dig holes. The deeper the safer, the more time is tight, let's do it. ."
Standing on the ground, there was a Soviet engineer's spade. Li Weidong grabbed one, spit on the palm of his hand, swiped it, and dug. I don’t know how many times the soil of Cuiwei Mountain was turned over by artillery shells. The surface soil has been loosened. The ruler only saw the hard soil, the captain was all on, and the others didn't dare to be idle, they dug trenches one after another.
　　As far as work is concerned, the pillar is really a good hand, and the shovel dance of the engineers is ordinary. After a while, a deep hole is dug out. Li Weidong instructed him to dig to the side again and take out an air-raid shelter that cannot be blown by shrapnel.
　　 "This is our Shangganling." Li Weidong said, "Fighting tunnels with Russian devils, soil work is our old tradition, dig deep holes, let the rockets go to hell."
But Cuiwei Mountain is not Shangganling. The Soviet army in the 1970s was not the American army in the 1950s. They had helicopters that could land anywhere and be under heavy siege. Whether they could hold on for five hours or not, they ended up with one word. dead.
The Soviet Army’s Deshka heavy machine gun remains on the position. The 12.7 mm anti-aircraft machine gun is a big threat to the armed helicopter. Li Weidong sent people to reinforce the air defense position, but this is only a false move. The real killer is the stinger. The female deer dare not get too close.
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On the right bank of the Huaijiang Iron Bridge, Colonel Vasily Sergeyevich spit out a puff of cigarette and stomped Marlboro cigarette butts with high-heeled riding boots. Senior military officers smoked imported American cigarettes. This is a symbol of status. He was very angry, because he was busy all night, spent tens of thousands of bullets, and did not even hit a bird's feather. The helicopter searched the shore and still failed to catch the saboteur, so that the aviation fuel ran out and he had to go back and refuel.
　　 It's dawn, and the front army command called. The general severely reprimanded Colonel Vasily and instructed him to sweep the surrounding areas of Omi and wipe out the guerrillas. He couldn't complete the task within a week, so just wait for his demotion to the front line.
　　 Colonel Vasily was so frustrated that he was wondering how to fool the general. The call came again. It was from the regiment, saying that the post on Cuiwei Mountain hadn't reported it all night.
"Then send someone to investigate." Vasily slapped a sentence and dropped the microphone. The bureaucracy in the army became more and more serious. The officers inherited the old traditions of the Tsarist era and did not treat soldiers as human beings. Treated as hard-working gray animals, a squad of soldiers, life and death uncertain, these staff officers waited all night to report like nothing else, it was a dereliction of duty!
At this moment, Colonel Vasily did not realize the importance of Cuiwei Mountain, he just sent a small platoon to Cuiwei Mountain to check the situation, and did not dispatch aviation troops. After all, the Soviet army was not having a good life. Helicopters were all fuel-consuming. Large households, one trip at work, consumes tons of fuel, these fuels are all transported from far away, and must be saved.
Two GAZ trucks rushed to Cuiwei Mountain under the of a wheeled armored vehicle. Undoubtedly, they were ambushed at the foot of the mountain. A rocket hit the truck and the soldiers on the truck were burned alive. Seeing that the armored vehicle was not doing well, it fought and evacuated. It fled back to Omi in a hurry and reported the colonel by radio on the road.
Colonel Vasily recalled now and hurriedly dispatched troops. The poor pilots of the Air Force had been busy all night without closing their eyes and had to attend duty again. A squadron of Mi-24 refueled and bombed, full of airborne infantry. Fly to Cuiwei Mountain.
The arduous battle finally began. In order to evade the Stinger missiles of the guerrillas, the Mi-24 kept flying at a very high altitude. It fired rockets at the farthest range. The 57mm rocket nests under the wings on both sides fired wildly, blasting the mountain tops into pieces. The sea of ​​flames then fired with a 30mm cannon. After the rain of bullets was poured, the soldiers in the cabin were thrown on a nearby hill and flew away.
This style of play is lazy and easy, but it works very well. The guerrillas can’t reach the helicopters and can only be passively beaten. The air-raid shelter dug in advance was too hasty and not very troublesome. Several soldiers died before seeing the enemy. .
The Soviet airborne infantry advanced towards Cuiwei Mountain~EbookFREE.me~ and rushed to the middle of the mountain and encountered a strong resistance. The fire net composed of large-caliber machine guns, bazookas, and automatic rifles blocked them, and the Soviet attack was blocked. Reported to the regiment headquarters by radio that Colonel Vasily was surprised that the guerrillas dared to fight a positional battle with the regular army. Isn't this just looking for death?
　　 Another round of bombing is coming. The Mi-24 was loaded with 100kg bombs and was thrown on the heads of the guerrillas. The bombing was vigorous, and a white smoke rose. It was a stinger missile! The female deer dodged in a hurry, but still took a shot, exploded in the air, and scattered debris on the ground.
The Soviet army suffered heavy losses. Colonel Vasily sent troops and dispatched an artillery company under the motorbike regiment, six 82mm cornflower rapid-fire mortars. The theoretical rate of fire was 160 rounds per minute, and the actual rate of fire was also sufficient. At 40 rounds per minute, the ground artillery is far more powerful than the aerial weapon platform. The colonel does not even need to use the infantry battalion, and can plow the Cuiwei Mountain with only these six artillery.
　　The artillery was ready. Just waiting for an order, the colonel raised his arm high and was about to wave it down. Suddenly, the correspondent ran up and said that the front army headquarters was calling.
Colonel Vasily answered the phone. It turned out to be a long-distance call from Moscow. The Intelligence Bureau of the General Staff ordered him to protect the metal cabin on Cuiwei Mountain without any damage, and pointed out that it was from Comrade Brezhnev. My order!
　　 "Revoke the last order." The colonel said, "No shelling is allowed. Get me on the motorbike camp."
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