Chapter 379 Target, Kalonov

After a period of study, Sun Desheng was no longer the reckless man who punished soldiers at every turn. In order to completely eliminate the tension in the ally's heart, he decided to chat with him for a few more words.

"Comrade Cui, with your northern industrial base and the current scale of the battle, there should be many armored aces in the army."

"I heard from Director Huang before that you were once the highest commander of a group army, and even included two tank brigades under your command. Are there any particularly powerful tankers in your army?"

After hearing the words "armored ace", Lao Cui's face flashed a trace of embarrassment involuntarily, but he adjusted his expression in a very short time.

After coming to the Republic of China for so long, he didn't practice other skills, but he learned a lot of skills to nourish his qi.

It's just that the ally mentioned the Winter War, it's not a big deal. He is about to return to the country with great achievements, so why can't he mention the past.

The reason for the embarrassment just now is very simple, that is, at this stage, the north does not attach importance to the performance of tankers at all. Even most of the grassroots commanders and fighters would not deliberately record damage data.

As for the armored ace?

Don't make a fuss, there is no such concept in the north at present. Even if you ask Lao Zhu, he will probably have to stammer for a long time.

Of course, the two allied countries, Britain and Ah Chou, do not have similar titles. After all, the armored ace was the first propaganda method used by De San. Isn't it a way to seduce the commander-in-chief by stealing it?

However, losing the battle does not mean losing the battle. Not having an armored ace does not mean there is no elite crew.

After hearing Sun Desheng's inquiry, Lao Cui had an idea and really thought of a fierce general.

"Captain Sun, strictly speaking, I am just an infantry commander. I can only know a little about the construction and tactics of armored forces."

"But there is a captain who I believe you will be interested in."

"His name is Karonov. If nothing unexpected happens, he and his crew have at least more than 20 tanks."

The Karonov mentioned by Lao Cui was an elite tank commander in the north during World War II. In a game later known as the Blood Bar World, there is even a medal named after him.

This tough guy first showed his talent in the Winter War.

When the main force of his army was tortured in the snow by the Finns, he had already pushed forward more than 80 kilometers from the border with his tank platoon.

While destroying several enemy tanks, he also broke through the Mannerheim Line in one fell swoop.

During the Great Patriotic War, he and his crew drove a brand-new KV heavy tank, using the classic tactic of cutting off the head and tail and eating the middle, fighting 22 and annihilating the enemy.

Although the KV, which was a white-board level 3 tank, entered the level 5 room to fight the fried fish, the excellent room allocation mechanism played a big role.

But there are not so many ifs in war, who can guarantee that they will never encounter opponents with better equipment than themselves?

As soon as these words came out, Sun Desheng's eyes immediately sparkled. His excitement was no less than Fang Ziyi's first hearing of Rudel's name.

In terms of the performance of the Cicada tank, it is definitely enough to fight the Type 95 light war and the Type 97 medium tank. Even if the Japanese army has new equipment with stronger firepower and thicker armor in the future, their own airborne tanks will inevitably usher in a wave of upgrades.

It is entirely possible for their own crew to destroy 20 to 30 tanks.

At worst, they can just use clubs to sneak attack. As long as they can win the battle and kill the enemy, integrity and honor are not important at all.

In fact, this is the same as the situation in a certain blood bar world. The official propaganda is a torrent of steel, a galloping of thousands of tanks, and passion and blood. In reality, it is squatting and shooting, shrinking and wasting time, and blood pressure soaring.

The real trump cards are all wretched old yinbi.

Of course, the premise of everything must be that the book can maintain the production capacity of the military industry. After all, the headquarters has a tank regiment, and there is a high probability that it will be expanded without limit in the future.

There is also a big killer star of a division in the sky, and these are all potential "competitive" opponents.

Alas, there is not enough meat to share.

After a moment, Sun Desheng pinched his eyebrows and cleared the messy thoughts in his mind.

"Thank you very much, Comrade Cui. The intelligence just now is very important for the entire fighter squadron. It gives us a goal to catch up and strive for."

"If you don't mind, I will share with you some experience of using the Cicada tank on the way, and try my best to help you improve the report submitted to your superiors."

Old Cui was naturally very satisfied with the outcome of the accidental planting of willows.

The things mentioned by Sun Desheng will become the capital for his meritorious service or promotion after returning to China. Just providing a name and an undetermined record, this wave of blood profit.

It can only be said that Old Cui still underestimated the Chinese people's desire to always strive for the first place.

Just like Huang He wanted to act before Doolittle and Fang Ziyi wanted to surpass Rudel in total record, Sun Desheng also wanted to leave his name in the world military history.

If the wrong target is chosen at the beginning, the subsequent actions will inevitably be accompanied by anxiety and internal consumption.

After all, the record of armored forces during World War II was too watery.

Let's take a look at the German III. After the entire World War II, there were seven crews with an incredible record of 120+ destroyed tanks. There were also more than a dozen weaker crews with 100+ destroyed tanks, and dozens of destroyed tanks were common.

If your number of destroyed tanks is less than 20, you don't even qualify for the list.

This feeling is like the Gallic chickens annihilating 100 million enemies and occupying the north. If you don't watch the ending, you would think that the Axis won the Second World War.

The reason for such imagination is also very simple. In order to cooperate with the propaganda, the armored forces of the German III often count the kills of the entire team to a certain crew, striving to create an extremely elite Aryan superman.

Of course, special periods will also be counted on everyone. After the war, everyone has a medal, and lighting up a broken leg also requires points.

Coupled with the unique record inheritance system, it is difficult not to create a record of 100+.

The ugly country is even more outrageous. It directly launched Lafayette Poole after the war. It is said that this person killed 258 armored vehicles and tanks during the war.

As for the authenticity?

Anyway, I am the winner, you can say whatever you want.

So think about it carefully, the data in the north is more reliable. After all, their top card only has 52 kills, and the record of single digits can enter the top 100 of the overall list.

Just looking at this list, people who don't know would think that it was the Germans who pushed the Russians to the AA line.

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In a pleasant atmosphere, the pilot of this operation picked up the communicator in his hand and said to the other crews in the channel:

"Attention to all crews! Attention to all crews! The action begins! All transport planes take off in the scheduled order!"

Although the airport where the Marine Corps is stationed is a special military airport that can be used by heavy bombers or large transport planes according to the current standards of the Eighth Route Army.

But after all, more than 30 four-engine transport planes are acting collectively, and there will inevitably be safety hazards if they are not properly arranged.

Moreover, the Hamilcar glider is too large, and it is easy for accidents to happen before it is completely airborne.

As soon as the voice fell, the air overlord that Li Yunlong was riding on shook slightly and began to slide on the runway, and the propellers of the four engines on both sides turned faster and faster.

In order to facilitate control, the entire formation was divided into three echelons.

The first echelon consisted of transport planes without Hamilcar. They needed to take off first and join the First Air Division departing from Wusu Airport to guide the route for the subsequent crews.

After taxiing for more than three kilometers, the second and third echelons took off with gliders one after another.

The whole take-off process was full of power, with a hint of flying.

When all the transport planes formed a large formation, the escorting Spitfire fighters immediately entered the combat position. Even though the airspace around Taiyuan was absolutely safe, the comrades of the First Air Division remained highly vigilant.

The entire formation moved forward silently at an altitude of four thousand meters at a speed of 330 kilometers per hour.

After more than 40 minutes of flight, the pilot looked at the map in front of him, then ended the radio silence and said in the communication channel:

"We are about to reserve the airspace, all keep the formation, and the escort fighters should not change the altitude."

"Keep your eyes open and beware of possible enemy fighters. All actions must be approved before they can be carried out."

"Received!"

After confirming that everything was fine, the special steel cable on the transport plane began to unhook, and Hamilcar, loaded with heavy weapons and Cicada tanks, began to glide.

The landing ground chosen by the airdrop troops was a relatively wide flat land, and this move was only to avoid a hard landing with considerable risks.

After successfully completing the separation, the transport plane also began to descend in altitude to prepare for the delivery of paratroopers. White umbrellas bloomed in the air and slowly floated towards the ground.

In the Huairen area, flat plains accounted for 70%.

As long as there was no sudden strong wind, there would be no accidents during the entire parachute landing.

The mission was successfully completed, and the air overlord began to return under the escort of the Spitfire. After this operation, they still have to send the Marine Corps to Suiyuan to deal with the puppet army led by De Wang, so they have to go back and prepare.

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Forty kilometers south of Huairen, the 26th Division.

"Your Excellency, the division commander, we still haven't been able to contact the Cavalry Group and the 110th Division. I have a bad feeling that the two lieutenant generals may have met with an accident."

"The front army can be contacted. General Gangcun has drawn two independent mixed brigades from Chahar and is moving towards Datong along the railway."

"We are still a few dozen kilometers away and we will be completely safe!"

After speaking, the communications staff bowed his head and stood at attention, waiting for the latest order from his own division commander.

Obviously, Yano Otosaburo, who was beaten up for several days by a column of the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region, was not in a good mood. He waved his hand casually, indicating that the other party should not wander around in front of him if there was nothing wrong.

After a moment, he looked at the chief of staff beside him and asked seriously:

"How many warriors are left in the division now? What is the situation of heavy weapons and armored vehicles? Has the casualty report been counted?"

"We are still dozens of kilometers away from Datong. The Eighth Route Army will definitely not let us go easily. Conservatively speaking, the division will have to go through at least two more large-scale battles."

After breaking out from the main battlefield of the Second Battle of Xinkou, the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region sent a large number of troops to encircle and suppress the 26th Division.

If it were not for the consideration of not chasing the desperate enemy and preventing the devils from counterattacking at the last moment and causing considerable casualties to the troops, it would be a problem whether Yano Otosaburo and his party could evacuate from Heiyu.

The inquiry of his own division commander made the chief of staff of the 26th Division sweat profusely. After a moment, the old devil gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and replied with a tragic look:

"All three main regiments have suffered heavy losses. The 11th regiment has only 500 people left. The 12th and 13th regiments are in a relatively better situation, with at least a full battalion of troops."

"The equipment of the field artillery regiment and the mountain artillery regiment is only one tenth of what it can be used for. The only thing they can show off is three 75mm barreled guns."

"I have already ordered the engineer regiment and the baggage regiment. Once a battle occurs, they will immediately support the three main infantry regiments."

As soon as these words came out, Yano Otosaburo felt his eyes go dark and he almost fainted.

The 26th Division was originally a three-regiment Type B division with insufficient manpower. Such a formation emphasizes mobility, which will expose the shortcomings of insufficient manpower on the battlefield and in encounters.

But now, it's less than a month since the southward battle, and there are only less than 4,000 people left in one division. What's the point of fighting!

The old devils are now even beginning to doubt whether the remaining manpower of their division can withstand the full-scale attack of a main regiment of the Eighth Route Army.

However, Yano Otosaburo really had no other options. After all, during the period of transfer, the air raids overhead had basically never stopped, and tanks were chasing from time to time.

Even if the German armored grenadiers were replaced, they would probably be skinned alive.

"Okay, I got it. Contact General Okamura Yasuji and urge the reinforcements to come."

"Alas, three divisions failed to take down the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region. It seems that the situation in North China will change in the future, and there will be no room for the locust army to survive."

In fact, Yano Otosaburo did not need to be so pessimistic. After all, in the original timeline, the 26th Division encountered an attack by the Ugly Navy on the way to the Philippines.

Most of the division was killed, and only 23 people survived.

Now it has caused some trouble to the Eighth Route Army, which is also a gain. (End of this chapter)