Chapter 749 Flash 9

The clear night sky is full of stars.

Sitting in the cockpit, Liang Zhongshu looked a little anxious and knocked on the gyro dashboard with his fingers.

There is no response.

It should be lost!

Yes, it's lost.

However, what he is most worried about is not the flight. The hummingbird reconnaissance aircraft made of light wood can fly in the sky for 10 hours at a cruising speed of 200 kilometers per hour. Now it is 12 o'clock in the night, and it takes off for less than 3 hours. Therefore, in normal times, he can slowly hover until the morning and then go back. .

But not now, because he should have replaced his partner to investigate Albuquerque 30 minutes ago, but now it is delayed. If he makes the Secret Service lose his heavenly eyes because of himself, it will be a great sin!

What's more, he had to navigate the bomber formation for the night bombing later, but now he is lost first, which is a little big!

"Have you contacted Big Eye Thief No. 7?" Liang Zhongshu turned his head and asked the correspondent, "There is no response."

"Where's the nine-headed bird?"

"No, either."

"Damn it, I found something wrong with this gyroscope last time. I should have replaced it a few days ago!" The co-pilot said fiercely and blamed himself for not replacing the gyroscope in time.

"Forget it, it's not your business alone."

Liang Zhongshu comforted, "It's easy to happen at night. Didn't the big-eyed thief almost come back on the 11th last time? It's just that we were unlucky."

The co-pilot still felt a little annoyed. After grabbing the map and looking at it a few times, he leaned into the porthole to see if there were any obvious landmarks below. Unfortunately, the Yankees were probably scared by the plane and didn't even dare to send out Mars. The dark ground could not provide any clues.

"There are mountains over there." He pointed to the mountain shadows in front of him and said, "Why don't you still have a flare and see the specific location."

"Good. I'll drop the bomb. Pay attention to the ground. Liang Zhongshu had no other way after thinking about it, so he nodded and put his finger on the bomb drop button.

Although the hummingbird is a reconnaissance aircraft, its body is round and has a large internal space. In addition to carrying much more gasoline than bombers, it can also be equipped with some small flares or bombs. The navy has tried to use hummingbirds to carry light deep-water bombs against submarines before.

When he arrived at the sky over the mountain, Liang Zhongshu pressed the launch twist. After a soft sound, the black spot under the belly of the plane was quickly bounced out. When the plane bypassed for a few seconds, the black spot suddenly brightened.

At the moment when the flash bomb exploded, the three people, including the co-pilot, immediately began to look for signs. When the observer pointed the telescope at the open ground on the left, they were stunned by the scene in front of them!

" Captain, look!"

Liang Zhongshu quickly turned his head and looked at it. Under the flash, countless dense figures appeared, like a rolling torrent, running to the northwest.

Perhaps he was also scared by the flash bomb. After a moment, countless fire points drilled into the night sky from below, and Liang Zhongshu almost subconsciously pulled up the plane.

"It's the U.S. military! God, there is at least one army!"

"They are running northwest. It must be Albuquerque in front of them!"

"Quick, contact the headquarters!"

"Big Eye Thief No. 3 Call, Big Eye Thief No. 3 Call, southeast of Albuquerque, found that a large number of U.S. troops are moving north, distance." As soon as the correspondent shouted here, he suddenly found a big problem, that is, he didn't know his position at all, and at this moment, Liang Zhongshu shouted.

"Look!"

"Albuquerque, right in front!"

After the plane quickly overturned the mountains, the horizon in the distance suddenly brighted, and the sky seemed to be red. In addition to Albuquerque, which is at war, where else will there be such a scene in New Mexico at this time?

"Southeast, about 70 kilometers!" The correspondent shouted.

====== "General."

Marshall opened the door and handed the telegram to Pershing: "The 103rd Army led by General Duke is still 70 kilometers away from Albuquerque, and it is expected to arrive in 4 hours, but.

Twenty minutes ago, they met a Chinese reconnaissance plane and were found.

Pershing looked at the map coldly. After returning from Panama, he already knew that the only chance for the United States to win this war was to be deep! So when he heard that he was found, he didn't care at all, but asked, "George, do you know what's most important now?"

"Recapture the bridge and help General Carl retreat!" Marshall blurted out.

"No."

Pershing shook his head, and a tired look flashed on his face. He pointed to Albuquerque and said, "Hour here!"

"Kept." Marshall was slightly stunned, but when he saw the tiredness of Pershing's forehead, he understood a little.

Lieutenant General Carl's troops are finished!

Although I don't know what technology the Chinese use to make soldiers jump off the plane unharmed, it is clear that the Albuquerque Bridge can't be saved.

After transporting soldiers by plane from the other side, throwing them directly from the plane near the Albuquerque Bridge, directly robbing the vital railway bridge, and establishing positions on both sides of the bridge, in fact, the lieutenant general already knew that 1.5 million troops trapped in Arizona were finished!

The reason is very simple.

The General Sun is not stupid. He must know that Albuquerque has two divisions to defend. In this case, he also dared to send a light infantry battalion to seize the bridge. It is not that he thinks that one battalion can defeat two divisions, but that he wants to make a good start for the second wave of attack. Because of keeping the bridge, he has hope to take advantage of the superior armored forces. After dropping Carl's troops, he continued to go deep into eastern New Mexico, but if the infantry battalion could not withstand General Allenby's attack, he would definitely order the bridge to be blown up and returned to the West Bank.

He knew very well that the El Paso Bridge in the direction of Juarez could not be saved. The U.S. troops stationed there would also blow up when they retreat. If they could not control the Albuquerque Bridge, the torrent of steel would be blocked to the west of the river, and the rapid and wide Rio Grande River could not allow Lieutenant General Carl's troops to withdraw. When you come back, you can't let the Chinese armored forces go deep quickly.

Thinking of this, Marshall felt a chill on his back. It turned out that while dividing and encircling more than one million troops of Carl's army, they were already laying out for the next battle!

So General Pershing was already very clear that when the mysterious Chinese army captured the bridge, he could not save the Karls army. He sent his troops to Albuquerque, fearing that the enemy's tank troops would go deep into eastern New Mexico through there, which would be a disaster.

But Thornton is a reserve division with few cannons and tanks. These heavy weapons have been exhausted under the bombardment of superior Xinhua aircraft during the day. Although General Allenby has enough heavy weapons, Xinhua aircraft bombed the railway line before, and the railway from Santa Fe to Albuquerque has been paralyzed. Paralyzed, 80 kilometers away, the tank will take about 8 hours to walk!

So there are not many heavy weapons available in General Allen's hands. The enemy is clear about this situation, Lieutenant General Pershing is clear, Lieutenant General Allen is also clear, and Lieutenant General Carl knows better!

Now the infantry battalion basically controls the town on the east bank of the bridge, and dug trenches at the bridge and built a bridgehead. Without enough heavy weapons, it can only be filled with human lives!

So, the lieutenant general just kept it!

If you can't stay there, Eastern Mexico and Texas will fall in a short time, and there is still a glimmer of hope!

"This is Carl's telegram to the Army Department and the President 2 hours ago." Pershing sighed, picked up a telegram from the table and handed it to Marshall: "He has decided!"

Marshall turned out a telegram, and his hands trembled involuntarily.

The content of the telegram is very simple. If Allenby can keep the bridge, then the Arizona army will continue to resist and find a way to break through the river, but if it can't be saved, then!

Marshall can't believe that if such a thing really happens, what will happen in the United States!

======The battle on the Albuquerque Bridge is still going on. No one knows the thoughts of the upper levels on both sides. The soldiers on both sides have turned red.

"Boom."

The shell exploded beside the trench, and the flying dust flew over Yao Ge's head. When the explosion passed, he immediately raised his head from the trench and knocked down the approaching British army with a few shots in a row.

Sanpang went crazy. After withdrawing from the street to the temporary excavation position on the east bank of the bridge, he didn't know where he dragged a captured heavy machine gun with several comrades-in-arms and sat on the ammunition box and fought happily.

Yao Ge stretched out his hand, took off the last two clips from the body of his comrades-in-arms next to him and stuffed them into his pocket, and looked around. The position is less than 200 meters long. It was dug by their own brothers during the war on the street. In addition, the three companies rushed from the west bank, which is also the last barrier on the east coast.

The bridge behind him is already full of bullet marks, and the two steel rails have been rolled up. Fortunately, the enemy's heavy firepower is not much so far. The 75 cannons are okay to deal with the infantry, but it is not powerful enough to blow up a reinforced cement bridge. However, even so, explosives have already been buried at the bottom of the bridge. Just in case.

"MD, they're up again!"

"Yao Ge, if you don't die, just help me kill that machine gun!" San Pang pointed to several British soldiers running this way with Maxim machine guns in the distance and shouted at Yao Ge.

"Don't worry."

Yao Ge poked his head out again and saw the dense British and American allied forces rushing to the bridge under the protection of more than a dozen tanks. Soon he found the British troops Sanpang said.

"Ban Bang."

The crisp shooting sound was mixed with the mixed explosion and gunfire, but the fallen British troops still witnessed the strength of Yao Ge, the sniper. After Sanpang gave him a thumbs up, he held the handle and swept it again.

"Boom."

Two mines planted earlier were powerful, and two unexpected C-type tanks turned into scrap iron, and more than a dozen soldiers were involved.

"Haha, my mine is still strong!"

"I still like machine guns!"

A long tongue of fire rushed out from all over the position, and bullets flew between the two sides like raindrops. Although the two tanks were destroyed by mines, the remaining British tanks were still charging forward with bullet rain.

"The thrower!"

Seeing that a tank was about to approach, the two rockets gathered the tank almost at the same time, regardless of the front and back.

"It's wasted!"

After Yao Ge said a secret, he raised his gun and pointed it at the distance. At the same time, his face changed again. In the firelight of the explosion, the British army of the brigade pushed the cannon and appeared in the darkness in the distance.

"Gunnie, their heavy firepower has arrived!"

"Retreat!"

"Retreat!"

"Ready to blow up the bridge!"

"F, grandma!" The three fat men pulled the trigger and poured bullets like venting. Although the heavy machine gun was not as flexible as the light machine gun, its power was not fake. In the blink of an eye, the British troops who had lost the protection of the tank were swept down piece by pieces.

"Go, go!"

"If you don't leave, you can't leave!"

Seeing that Sanpang's eyes had turned red, Yao Ge had to pull him to retreat. Just as he was about to run out of the position to cross the bridge, the dense shells suddenly exploded beside him.

"Boom, rumble."

Yao Ge pulled Sanpang's arm and rushed left and right to avoid the shells. He was ready to find a chance to jump out of the trench and cross the bridge. Suddenly, when an explosion sounded from behind, he only felt hot behind him, and then his hand was light, as if something was lost.

Turning his head, the tiger's eyes suddenly turned red. He only saw that Sanpang had fallen into the pool of blood, his arms were broken along his shoulders, and the one was held in his hand.

"Three fat!"

"Yao Ge, I can't do it anymore. You go, go! I'll cover you!"

Sanpang still had to struggle, but after a few efforts, his body did not respond at all. Yao Ge quickly hugged him and shouted with tears, "I can't die. I'll carry you back!"

"Go!"

Yo Ge shouted, suddenly carried the three fat and burly bodies on his shoulders, grabbed his broken arms and ran to the west side of the bridge.

The bullets flew at the feet of Yao Ge, and the cement bridge kept chiring. At this time, he completely forgot the pain on his back and just wanted to carry Sanpang across the bridge.

"Copt!"

"Crecover Yao Ge!"

"Yago, hurry up!" When the comrades-in-arms who retreated to the West Bank first saw Yao Ge holding Sanpang, they all shouted nervously, and the rest of the machine guns aimed all the bullets at the U.S. army behind him.

When Yao Ge was about to reach the west coast, a British tank suddenly emerged from the sea of fire and appeared at the bridge. The rumbling sound of the motor made everyone clenched their fists unconsciously! No one expected that the British artillery arrived one step ahead of schedule when they had been sticking to it for more than 32 hours and were about to succeed. No one felt uncomfortable!

"Flode the bridge!"

"Flode the bridge!"

With Sanpang on his back, Yao Ge limped and ran, shouting constantly. Hearing his words, the blasting hand hurriedly looked at the regimental commander. Everyone knew that if it exploded at this time, Yao Ge and Sanpang would be all over!

"Fry, bridge!"

At that moment, the picture seemed to slow down. Everyone saw that Yao Ge turned his head and looked at it. After seeing that the tank had slowly driven onto the bridge, he immediately used all his strength and shouted violently.

Everyone's eyes were red, and the regimental commander clenched his fists. He didn't even notice that his nails were pinched into the meat. He said fiercely, "Fry up."

At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

The regimental commander just shouted out.

The British tank opposite pointed at Yao Ge's back.

The blaster is just about to press the blast bolt.

All the nine-headed birds clenched their fists and watched their comrades-in-arms have to die with the bridge. When they were ready to wait for a failure with tears, the darkness behind them suddenly lit up!

"Yes, headlights!"

"Three fat, hold on! Our reinforcements."

"It's here!"

In the hiss, Yao Ge rushed to the west bank of the bridge with all his strength with Sanpang on his back. At the same time, two night cat armored vehicles drilled through the middle of the West Bank position like black lightning. The two 12.7mm poisonous snake machine guns on the top spit out the most dazzling flames in the shouts of countless people!

Boom.

At the same time, countless shells were also poured on the surface of the Albuquerque Bridge.

(to be continued)