In the boundless dark night, Liu Yanzhi plunged into the cold river and never floated out of the water again. The guerrillas did not know that he had the special ability to breathe underwater, so they couldn't help but sweat.

The sound of motors came, and the Soviet patrol ship came. The sharp lampposts were scanning the water surface, and sometimes shot towards the shore. With the aimless strafing of light machine guns, the guerrillas hid in the dead grass and did not dare to look up.

The Soviet army attached great importance to surface defense. In addition to the continuous patrol of three gunboats, there was also a frogman team used to deal with the enemy divers. In fact, in such a cold weather, divers could not get into the water for a long time, let alone performing missions. The Huaijiang Iron Bridge is a dual-purpose railway and highway bridge built in the Republic of China period. It served as the main transportation artery on both sides of the Huaijiang River. During the war, it was the lifeline for the Soviet army to survive.

This Sino-Soviet War is different from the Sino-Japanese War thirty years ago. The Soviet Red Army's powerful mechanized troops far exceeded that of the Japanese Imperial Army, but their dependence on logistics supply was much higher than that of the Japanese army. In the 1970s, China was still in an agricultural society. Even provincial capitals like Omi had only part of the light industry and could not provide effective logistical support to the Soviet army. The oil, ammunition and dry food consumed by the army needed to be transported from the distant Soviet Union.

All the supplies needed by the one million Soviet troops who invaded China were first collected from various Soviet franchises and Eastern European satellite countries. The trains were loaded across the Ural Mountains, crossed the Siberian permafrost, arrived at the Chinese territory Vladivostok, which was occupied a hundred years ago, and then entered China, passed through the Baishan and Black Water in the three eastern provinces, reorganized at the railway freight yards in Beijing, and sent to various war zones.

Under the modern war, the role of railways is increasing day by day, just like the giant arteriovenous blood vessels of giants, maintaining basic survival, while road transport and air transport can only play the role of capillaries. Therefore, an important task of the Soviet army was to maintain public security along the railway.

The general leader of the Omi Occupy Army was the leader of a Mofan regiment of the Soviet Red Army, Colonel Vasily Sergeevich. His regiment headquarters was located in the former Jiangdong Provincial Party Committee Building and his residence was located at No. 1 Fenglin Road. It is said that this was the official residence of the first secretary of the Chinese Party and the provincial party committee. Although the living standards of the Chinese people were very low, their senior cadres enjoyed the same luxurious life as senior cadres of the Soviet Communist Party, lived in villas with bathtubs and ate special food. From this point of view, the Bolsheviks in the world were really a family.

Colonel Vasily's main responsibility is to protect the Iron Bridge of the Huaijiang River and fight against nearby guerrillas. He has a motorized infantry regiment that is dissatisfied with equipment T55 medium tanks and BMP1 infantry fighting vehicles. There is also a land aviation brigade dispatched by him. He is more than enough to deal with guerrillas and has a leisurely life. Especially compared with his colleagues in Harbin and Beijing, it is said that the guerrilla warfare in these two cities continues. More than 100,000 guerrillas are hiding underground in the city, using complex air raid shelters, subways and various tunnels to fight the occupying army. More than 100 people are killed and injured every day.

Of course, this leisure is only relative to the fact that the guerrillas resisted frequently and fiercely, and the Soviet army suffered great losses. In the past three months, more than five helicopters have been shot down. This is all thanks to the Americans. Their stinger portable air defense missiles are the nemesis of the female deer.

A few days ago, the Soviet army damaged a helicopter in Cuiwei Mountain. Later, during the pursuit, the reinforcements discovered some strange things. There was a strange thing on the top of the mountain that was beyond their cognition. A huge metal cabin. The technicians accompanying the army could not tell the purpose and material of the cabin. Colonel Vasily did not move the metal cabin for safe purposes. He just took photos and washed them out, put them in envelopes, and sent them to the Soviet General Staff in Moscow with other information.

The Soviet army had a very serious bureaucratic style, no less than the party system, but this time the reaction was super fast, and it was directly under the responsibility of Gruu, the General Staff Department. A colonel from the General Military Intelligence Bureau called Vasily for a long-distance call, asking him to take good care of things, and an expert team would fly from Moscow to conduct on-site investigations as soon as possible.

So, Colonel Vasily adjusted his tactics and sent a detachment to guard Cuiwei Mountain. He didn't need to send too much troops. One squad was enough. Anyway, Cuiwei Mountain was only a little distance from the near river. The female deer arrived as soon as it took off and could provide support in the air at any time. Besides, this squad was also armed to the teeth, equipped with grenade launchers, RPG rockets and SVD sniper rifles. The guerrillas could not get any advantage from them.

It was late at night, and the colonel was still working in the regiment headquarters building. On the large mahogany desk were three telephones, a pot of coffee and a stack of documents. He searched for some locally produced silk, spirits and fine porcelain tableware, and prepared to ship them back to the country by military shipping. These things were not very valuable in China, but they were popular on the black market in Moscow. All the garrisons were doing such things. The generals and colonels did not miss any opportunity to make a fortune, just like their guards in Democratic Germany.

When Colonel Vasily signed an air transport bill, Liu Yanzhi had approached the bridge pier. The concrete-cast piers were quite old. They were covered with moss and were extremely slippery. There were bright searchlights above their heads, and the lights were even bright on the bridge deck. Military dogs were alertly erecting their ears, and soldiers wearing tweed coats patrolling back and forth with automatic rifles on their backs and forth. The unique ochre-red polymer magazine of AKM was dull under the light.

On such a cold winter night, except for madmen, who would leave the warm bed? Only those guerrillas who were desperate. Thinking about the Soviet guerrillas in Ukraine, this was how the Soviet guerrillas launched an attack on the German Nazi railway day and night, cutting off the supply line that harassed them. Therefore, when dealing with the guerrillas, the Soviet army was very experienced. There were tank guards on both sides of the bridgehead. Unidentified vehicles that refused to obey commands would be destroyed.

No one noticed the bridge pier. This was the weakest link in defense, because it was impossible for frogmen to penetrate, and it was even more impossible to avoid searchlights and place explosives on the bridge in a large manner.

But Liu Yanzhi did it. His movements were even more neat than those of apes. He quickly placed explosives and avoided the lights of searchlights. In less than fifteen minutes, the explosives were placed, and the black frogman quietly entered the water and swam away.

Five minutes later, he showed his head and heard a violent explosion behind him. The flames reflected half of the sky red. The explosive placed at the force point exploded regularly. The wreckage of the iron bridge fell into the river like slow motion.

On the river bank five kilometers away, the guerrillas hugged each other excitedly. The mission was finally completed. The iron bridge was blown up, which could interrupt the Soviet army's transportation for at least three months.

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With a loud bang, Colonel Vasily in the Provincial Party Committee Building Regiment Department was alarmed. When he rushed to the window, he saw a ball of flame rising from the distance. Then he burst into explosions one after another. He felt nervous. The Huaijiang Iron Bridge was blown up!

"Helicopter, hurry up." The colonel grabbed the phone and shouted, "The guard company rushed over immediately, encirclement and suppress it, I want to encircle and suppress it!"

The orderly soldiers rushed in, picked up the woolen coat from the clothes hanger and helped the colonel put it on. The open space of the provincial party committee compound became a tarmac. The pilot on duty got into the cockpit and started the engine. The sleepy guard company soldiers lined up to board the plane amid the clamor of the platoon leader. The colonel boarded another helicopter and sat in the position of the weapon operator. Two Mi24 armed helicopters rose up and flew towards the Huai River.

A convoy of armored vehicles also rushed from the ground to the site of the incident. The streets were extremely empty late at night, and the speed could be up to 100 kilometers. When they arrived at the shore in an instant, they saw the Huaijiang iron bridge breaking into three pieces, and the flames soared into the sky. Fortunately, there were few casualties, and only a squad of soldiers patrolling the bridge deck was bombed to death.

The gunboats on the river kept firing flares, illuminating the night like daytime. The two bridgehead garrisons were also firing, using tank guns, Deshka heavy machine guns, grenade launchers and rocket launchers, and fired at the two sides with all available weapons, pouring out their anger and fear.

Colonel Vasily quickly ordered the rescue of the wounded and searched for the martyrs, and searched the ten kilometers of the coastal areas on both sides. When he found the moving target, he immediately killed him.

After a while, searching for the helicopters found some traces. The enemy seemed to be active in the northern mountainous areas. Colonel Vasily sent all the helicopters under his command and issued a dead order to capture the culprit of the explosion of the bridge.

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Liu Yanzhi returned victoriously, with heat emitting from his head, and he was not tired at all, and proposed to attack Cuiwei Mountain immediately.

The enemy's helicopters were all led away by suspicious soldiers sent by Li Weidong, and now is a great time.

"Okay, I'll gather my subordinates and launch an attack right away." At this moment, Li Weidong had completely believed Liu Yanzhi. Even if the other party proposed to take over his command, he would give in.

More than 20 guerrillas marched towards Cuiwei Mountain under the cover of night and attacked the mountaintop post. Cuiwei Mountain, which had experienced harsh wars, had turned into a bare mountain peak, with no vegetation or trees, and there was no cover. The Soviet army responsible for guarding the commanding heights were all elite soldiers wearing blue sea soul shirts. They lived in temporary fortifications, never relaxed their vigilance, and set off a flare every once in a while. When they found out that they were abnormal, they immediately bombarded with mortars.

There was no shelter at the foot of the mountain. The climbing guerrillas were discovered. The defenders immediately opened fire and called for support. However, it was too late. The guerrillas adopted the tactic of striking the east and attacking the west. A large number of troops were placed in the south of the mountain to attack, but the real main force was Liu Yanzhi and others who climbed up from the cliff.

The battle ended soon, and Liu Yanzhi killed six Russian devils alone, Yu Hanchao killed two, Lei Meng killed two, and another guru was killed by Zhuzi.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Liu Yanzhi did not have the joy of victory. These soldiers were still young men, with freckles on their faces and faint fluff on their mouths. Perhaps half a year ago, they were middle school students on the streets of Moscow, Leningrad, and Kiev, but today they have become cannon fodder in the cold mountainous areas of foreign lands.

The defenders left behind a lot of good things, an 81mm mortar, a 35mm grenade automatic launcher, as well as heavy machine guns and sniper rifles, dozens of boxes of ammunition, military canned food and vodka, but the first thing everyone seized was the boots on the feet of the dead.

In order to deal with the mud and cold in Russia, Russian soldiers and even the Soviet army were equipped with boots. The soldiers used fat, thick and short mid-tube stair boots and officers wore thin and tall horse boots. They took off the stair boots. The boots were smelly and long Russian foot bindings. They didn't care about so much in the middle of winter. They replaced the straw sandals and put on the boots. The warmth from their feet made people feel comfortable.

Dang Maiguo went to inspect the crossing cabin and found that the place had been surrounded by the Soviets, and there were traces of pried over the cabin door, which made his heart hang up. The attention of the Soviets was his most worried issue.

"Professor Dang, hurry up and take us back." Yu Hanchao said with lingering fear.

"I have to wait." said the Party Patriotic.

"How long does it take?"

"This time it's not a preset return trip, so it needs to be warmed up, and it will take as soon as five hours." Dang Aiguo said.
Chapter completed!