Chapter 297 Worldwide Shock + Attack on Chuck(2/2)
When Churchill received the report that the Chinese had fully entered the Soviet Union, he was somewhat panicked.
"Mr. Prime Minister, this speech,"
The aide-de-camp at the Prime Minister's residence held a copy of the press conference prepared early in the morning. According to the arrangement, the Prime Minister was to deliver an important speech to British newspapers and the public in Downing Street at 8:30.
On this speech, there is an English phrase "enter". This part of the speech is like this, "Although our allies have entered their territory without the permission of the Chinese,"
Churchill shook his head and forced a smile, "This time the Chinese illegally entered the territory of the Soviet Union..."
"Yes, an entry, but on a very large scale." The attendant recalled the report he had just seen. More than two million troops, thousands of aircraft and thousands of tanks, another "Soviet-German war, broke out."
But this time, the Soviets did not have Gong Yin behind them, but instead there was smoke everywhere.
Churchill blew his pipe and said, "I want to see Mr. Oren immediately. Maybe this American ambassador to Britain can help us. We cannot stand by and watch this stupid ally fall."
Germany, Berlin.
"My Goering, this is the best news I've heard since the war started." Hitler laughed loudly at the report on the table, and even couldn't help but punch the table with his fist. Goering understood that this great
The leader of Nasu is accustomed to venting like this when he is sad or happy.
"Of course" this is a more exciting day than the Pearl Harbor incident. This is the Victory Day of the Axis Powers. I predict that it will be the turning point of World War II and a signal of victory in the war. It is a great head of state.
The policy of uniting with China that we have always implemented allowed us to finally gain this great ally.
The Japanese, the Jews, even gold, technical data, machines, and even all commercial orders, these are nothing. Long live the head of state, who has guided us to gain the friendship of the Chinese. He is a great head of state, "..." Goering is not stingy
They flattered the strategic decision-making of this great head of state with beautiful words.
Hitler laughed for a long time before he raised his head, looked at Ribbentrop who was looking happy and said, "Ribbentrop, my minister, now is the time when you need to step forward. First of all,
, I need you to form a negotiating team quickly.
First, confirm the alliance with the Chinese as soon as possible and let them join the great organization of the Axis Powers.
Secondly, "We have encountered difficulties in the development of many weapons. I heard that the Chinese weapons are very advanced. You should try to negotiate and let them fulfill their important duties as allies."
Third, as a quasi-ally, we should define a sphere of influence for them, distinguish them from the Japanese, and give them everything they are interested in.
Those damn Soviet territories are too far away from us. You can promise them all Central Asia and even Siberia. Of course, if it comes to post-war issues, you can promise the islands in the Pacific.
It's up to them to choose whatever they want.
You have to remember that as war allies, we not only need them to fulfill their responsibilities, but also provide them with the greatest benefits, so that we can be tied together more tightly."
"Yes, great head of state, everything is as you wish." Ribbentrop couldn't help but think of the Chinese head of state whom he had met twice, and unconsciously compared him with the head of state in front of him. For some reason, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart.
. He didn't know what it felt like, but his intuition told him that the head of state from the East might be more terrifying than the one in front of him.
Hanking, inside the huge multi-functional combat hall of the headquarters of the Chinese head of state.
The busy staff quickly analyzed and recorded the war on the three battlefields, and then marked the progress of the offensive in real time through three huge maps.
Jiang Baili accompanied Zhang Shusheng, looking at the joy on the faces of the busy staff officers, and looking at the constantly updated changes in the battle situation from time to time, and said, "Chairman, everything is just like Ji Ge's, the war is
The progress of the army in the middle is very smooth. The current progress of the army in the middle is based on the absolutely superior armored corps and the very good battlefield terrain. Their advance is very fast."
Raising his wrist to look at his watch, Jiang Baili said, "It has only been an hour since the war started, but they have already advanced dozens of kilometers and are about to attack Kyakhta, the first city heavily guarded by the Soviets.
This speed is astonishing. They even completely left the task of cleaning the battlefield and capturing prisoners to the follow-up troops. It is said that the follow-up troops can't catch up with the speed of their attack and breakthrough of the Soviet border defense line in trucks."
Zhang Shusheng nodded, "The initial attack must have gone very smoothly. Fang Zhen, you said that if it had been a few decades earlier, we would have been able to go to the battlefield together and lead troops to fight."
"Chairman, you don't look old at all. I am really old. I have no desire to kill the enemy, so I can only talk about it on paper." Jiang Baili sighed. The Chairman does not look old. Even standing close, I feel that the Chairman is
There is no difference from young people.
"Yeah, I hope everything goes well." Zhang Shusheng looked at the busy people in the busy comprehensive operations hall, but saw Lu Yunyan walking over.
"Be careful, I'm late."
"Is everything okay at home?" Zhang Shusheng asked Lu Yunyan as he took him to the lounge.
Lu Yunyan nodded and said, "Mr. He was so angry that he was hospitalized. When he woke up, he said something, saying that if He An died on the battlefield, he would die immediately. He blamed everyone for hiding it from him. About He An
Going to the battlefield. This is also your fault. You clearly know that the old man is most afraid of He An’s shortcomings on the battlefield, but you still give him special approval "..."
Zhang Shusheng smiled bitterly and said, "Yunyan, He An was originally an active soldier. If my father-in-law hadn't forced him to become the leader of the reserve regiment, he might have accumulated more military merits and gone further. Because of this incident, he also
I have been having a conflict with Ning'er for a long time. I can't help it. If I don't give him special permission to return to active duty and participate in the war against the Soviet Union, he will have to become a monk.
What's more, according to the war mobilization order that has been issued, even if he does not go to the north in advance, he will immediately be transferred from reserve service to active duty. Even I cannot intervene in this. Otherwise, he will either become a monk or go to military court.
,I just asked him to transfer to active duty in advance "",
"No way? He An is not such a fool, is he?" Lu Yunyan also felt that it was a big headache. Among these relatives, He An is the only one who has not grown up. After having a son, he still has the same character of shouting and killing.
"sex".
"No? There's nothing that this little brat wouldn't dare to do." Zhang Shusheng shook his head. He had always had a headache about the He family's affairs. "It's not like you don't know that He An and his wife had no feelings at all. Back then,
He was originally going to marry a woman who was 2 years older than him." But Mr. He insisted on drugging him, cooking the raw rice into cooked rice, and even acting and hanging himself, so that he was forced to get married and have children. The two fathers and sons
They are too stubborn and cannot be persuaded by ordinary people. He has to go to the battlefield, and I can only give special approval. "I can't watch them make trouble every day.
What's more, there is no family without parents, young or old, and war always requires countless families to make sacrifices, "..."
Lu Yunyan nodded and said, "Yes. But think about it, he is probably already in the Soviet Union now."
Lu Yunyan said it right, "At this time, He An was sitting on a tank on the battlefield in the Soviet Union, playing with a newly captured Soviet TT33 wounded Tokare pistol" and smoking cigarettes with several young soldiers.
As we chatted, although our face was blackened by gunpowder smoke, we were very energetic.
"Compared with the pampered life in the capital," he felt that the battlefield was his favorite place. This kind of life was more real. "Compared with the days of sitting, eating and waiting to die, it made him feel more passionate. Here, in addition to military regulations,
Military discipline means he doesn't have to worry about anything, eat big chunks of meat, curse loudly, don't have to look at the old man's face, and don't have to listen to his nagging.
"I'm talking about Zhang Dafu. I haven't seen you for the past two or three years. Rocket Jane is still so accurate. Hazhe Ao Bimo almost missed the fight. He worked hard for several months to set off.
He just wanted to return to the team after working hard for a few days." He An sat on the roof of the tank with a dark face, holding a cigarette in his hand, poisoning a soldier next to him, while several other soldiers answered with smiles on their faces.
Passed the Chinese cigarette handed over by the battalion commander.
"Captain He, please stop teasing me. It was only after you left that we heard that the superiors were going to promote you, which was really unfortunate. However, you are still so loyal and gave out so many Chinese cigarettes as soon as you came here.
, It’s so refreshing.” The soldier named Zhang Dafu had just used a rocket to directly penetrate into the bunker on the other side of the bridge, and he had made a contribution as soon as the battle started.
"What is Commander He? Now he is the deputy battalion commander. Zhonghua cigarettes are nothing. When the war is over, it counts as many brothers as there are. After returning to China, I will give you ten years of cigarette money each. Damn it, the war is over.
Let’s fight and let you all live a fucking good life.” He An said nonchalantly, finally finding the feeling of a long-lost army. Just now he took an infantry regiment that cooperated with the tank troops, and their regiment was responsible for taking down an important building.
Bridge, after a few years, came into contact with actual combat. I sneaked from the security force to the field force, and unexpectedly participated in the Sino-Soviet border war. Later, I was deceived by the old man and then left active service. This time, luckily, I arrived in time.
Up.
Several soldiers nearby, although they had just received high-end Chinese cigarettes with filters, still did not believe it, thinking that the deputy battalion commander, who had only "returned to the army" before the war, was bragging.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? You don't believe me?" Zhang Dafu scratched his sleeves and immediately started to blow, "I'll tell you, back then, the deputy battalion commander of He Regiment was transferred from the Capital Guard District. He was the commander of the regiment.
At that time, the regiment headquarters had several large baskets of Chinese cigarettes on display every day. Damn it, which company was outstanding in training and which company just took away a basket, which was dozens of Chinese cigarettes."
Everyone took a breath of air-conditioning. They didn't expect that the newly arrived deputy battalion commander was really a rich officer. Although Chinese cigarettes are not expensive, high-end ones are.
He An smiled stinkingly, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I, He An, never brag. It's hard enough for brothers to fight with their heads. As long as we fight well and fight well, I, He An, will never brag."
I won’t treat you badly.
Why shouldn't I do something that violates discipline, but why should I pay for rewards based on merit? This is not considered a violation of discipline. It's too late to fight, so I just brought this few cigarettes. I'll see if I can get more in the future.
Spend some money to buy some trophies from the auction to trouble the brothers."
"Deputy battalion commander, this, this is not good. It's too wasteful." A soldier whispered.
"Wasting money on my brothers who have lived through life and death is not called waste, it is called spending money together. Again, follow me and work hard. The war is over. As long as I can remember it, it can make me stand up
If you have a thumbs up, I will make you all households worth ten thousand yuan." He An patted his chest and said.
"Really? Deputy Battalion Commander, it would be bad if you go bankrupt to support everyone." A smooth-tongued soldier said.
"Brothers, I will tell you the truth about bankruptcy. I have a lot of factories and companies. Fight hard and behave well. I will write you down in a notebook." He An has no idea about money anymore. He only knows that apart from his sister and brother-in-law,
Although the He family only has the power to distribute dividends, it is already a huge wealth.
And this money, to a man in his twenties who focuses on the war, is just a number and does not represent anything at all. He firmly believes that if the old man dies one day, he will definitely take out the money.
Most of the family wealth is distributed to these brothers who live through life and death.
He was born with no interest in doing business, nor in politics. Apart from anything else, he had watched his brother-in-law develop since he was a child, and he couldn't even match him in terms of economics or politics.
In his opinion, instead of doing some inexplicable business, it is better to hand over Xinhe Industrial to his brother-in-law's Shusheng Group and pay dividends.
As for politics, he has no interest at all. He has watched too much ancient palace politics since he was a child. He doesn't think that as a "relative of the country", he has nothing to fight for.
On the contrary, he felt that he had lived a very depressed life under the old man's care these years. This time, he was determined to join the war. Only then could the army help him find a passionate sense of belonging. And the battlefield could make him feel that life was so fulfilling.
of enrichment.
In He An's reverie, a sudden voice suddenly sounded, "Jaktu is ahead, everyone is ready to fight!"
He An stood on the tank and took a look. It turned out that just over the hill was Kyakhta, the first city in the center line battle. As the vanguard, their mission was to quickly capture Kyakhta. As the defensive side, this was approaching.
The border city had long been converted into a small-scale urban fortress. The Soviets tried to use the same tactics as on the Soviet-German battlefield to block the marching speed of the Chinese.
"Damn, let me show you how big the difference is between the Chinese National Defense Force and the Germans." He An said bitterly, his blood boiling all over, and the battle was about to begin.
Chapter completed!