Chapter 710 Leading the Way

At four o'clock in the morning, ten "Dragon" helicopters started their engines.

Twenty propellers roared one after another, and then quickly turned into a blurred disc from slow to fast, and the airport was full of propeller-disturbed airflow.

"Good luck!" Alexander shook Qin Chuan's hand: "We are waiting for your victory!"

"Thank you, Colonel!" Qin Chuan replied.

Conrad came up and hugged Qin Chuan, saying: "Major, although I have always disapproved of you doing this, I believe you will do it and give those Bolsheviks a good lesson!"

Qin Chuan nodded, and then the soldiers who had been prepared for a long time made a gesture and ordered: "Board the plane!"

The soldiers lined up in groups of twenty with guns and boarded the helicopters, closed the hatch, and then took off one by one with the permission of the tower, forming a wedge and flew towards Stalingrad.

Qin Chuan looked at the time, 4:11, and mastered it very accurately.

The time was calculated repeatedly in order to make the helicopter reach the sandbar before dawn.

Of course, there are positive implications for doing this... Helicopters flying at night can hide their whereabouts and avoid being discovered by the Soviets and intercepted by anti-aircraft fire along the way. When arriving at the sandbar, helicopter pilots need light to identify the landing point, and this also makes it easier for the commandos to quickly capture and control the sandbar.

Of course, this will lead to a problem: it is difficult for helicopters to distinguish the way forward in the night, and the sound of the propeller will also attract the attention of the Soviet army.

But this problem was quickly solved:

"We can use artillery fire to cover up the sound of helicopters!" Qin Chuan said: "And guide them at the same time!"

Conrad nodded and said: "Good idea, let the artillery fire extend in front at the speed of the helicopter. But this requires training for the artillery, otherwise their shells are likely to shoot down the helicopter!"

Then the two turned their eyes to Alexander.

Alexander agreed at once: "No problem, I'll do it!"

So, when the helicopter took off, the German artillery fire bombed Stalingrad in the distance, and the bursts of fire were telling the helicopter where to fly.

And this direction coincidentally is the direction of Mamayev Kurgan... After much thought, I finally think that Mamayev Kurgan is the most suitable breakthrough path, mainly because there are fewer buildings in this area, so the anti-aircraft firepower hidden in the buildings is correspondingly less.

On the contrary, if you insert it to the sandbar from other locations, you may enter the central ferry with dense anti-aircraft firepower.

Regarding this insertion point, Werner couldn't help but say: "Isn't that the defense area of ​​​​the 21st Armored Division? When we fly over them, I wonder if those guys will notice us!"

"Come on, Werner!" The baker said: "You'd better hope that they don't notice us!"

"Why?"

"It's very simple!" The baker replied: "No one has seen this type of helicopter, so they can't tell the enemy from me, understand?"

Werner couldn't help but say "Oh".

The baker is right, this involves the issue of confidentiality and identification.

These two are actually contradictory:

In order to prevent the enemy from knowing the plan, it must be kept secret from everyone, especially the troops fighting on the defense line, because they have a high probability of being captured by the enemy and then passing the news to the enemy.

However, if it is to be able to identify the enemy and us, we must tell them that the German army has been equipped with a new type of aircraft. Otherwise, in this era, the enemy and us are more distinguished by the type of aircraft. If you look at this aircraft and have never seen it before, you will not notice the "cross" sign on the cabin and take it for granted that it is an enemy aircraft.

"Don't worry!" Qin Chuan said: "We have notified them!"

"How did we notify them?" The baker asked curiously.

"We told them!" Qin Chuan said: "If you see something strange in the sky... don't be surprised, don't attack, the sky is always under our control!"

The baker nodded.

Such an order is still appropriate, even if the Soviet army gets this information, it will not get anything. If there is any difference, it is "strange things".

At this time, Alfredo, who was looking out the window, suddenly shouted to the outside: "Hey, look...what is that?"

The soldiers looked out the window at the same time, and saw a huge black shadow standing in the night sky, with a giant gun barrel like a factory chimney in front.

"Dora!" The soldiers couldn't help but screamed: "It's 'Dora'!"

"I saw it, it's really a big guy!"

I don't know if it was a coincidence, at this time "Dora" made a loud noise, and a burst of fire and smoke came out of the gun barrel. Obviously, a shell had just been fired from the direction of the Soviet army.

This made the German soldiers on the helicopter cheer and scream loudly.

Qin Chuan was a little amused by this group of lovely soldiers. Their performance didn't look like soldiers who were about to fight for life and death. Instead, they looked like they were taking a helicopter for sightseeing.

But this doesn't seem to be a bad thing, because it allows soldiers to enter the battlefield without pressure.

Perhaps, the purpose of their performance is to release pressure.

Amid the soldiers' exclamations, the helicopter entered Stalingrad. The artillery fire seemed to extend in front of them. Because the helicopter was moving at high speed and the flames and smoke had a certain delay, the soldiers on the helicopter, including Qin Chuan, felt that they were rushing into the artillery fire. Sometimes they could even feel the surging air waves from the irregular ups and downs of the helicopter.

Qin Chuan couldn't help but complain in his heart... I must tell Alexander when I go back that these artillery fire covers are too close.

However, it seems that this cannot be blamed on the artillery. They are completely based on feelings and data, and many of them are low-performance M1910 artillery captured from the Soviet army. Their accuracy can be said to be impossible to master.

Finally, the helicopter followed the artillery fire through Stalingrad and came to the surface of the Volga River.

Once we got to the Volga River, we could no longer use artillery fire to cover and guide the plane, because the shells exploding in the Volga River would raise columns of water and spread mist, even spraying on the glass in front of the cockpit, further reducing visibility and increasing the risk of crashing.

At this time, all the covering troops could do was to fire a flare at the sandbar from a distance.

The pilot turned around and shouted, "One minute and thirty seconds left!"

"Prepare for the rappel!" Qin Chuan ordered loudly.

It was time to test the results of the training.