13. Distant Bridge

Dream back to the north of the Liaohai Sea, and the soul is broken.

In June 1044, after the landing on the D-day, the Third Army led by Zhao Ze successfully landed on the east coast of Liao. After two months of fierce fighting, it eliminated the three elite motorized divisions of the Southern Army Group of Liao, severely damaged the proud Royal Tiger Tank Regiment of the Emperor of Liaoning, and advanced 100 kilometers in a deep direction. The gate to Beijing, the capital of Liaoning, was opened.

Perhaps it may be the blessing of the gods. Since the landing of Normandy, the Song army has pointed out that the Liao army has collapsed for thousands of miles, and all the signs show that the situation is very favorable to the Song army. It seems that the war is about to end at the beginning, and the eagle of the grassland has broken its wings.

When this exciting news came back to the capital of Bianliang, Xia Zhen, the head of the military, also known as the Secretary of State of the Empire, specially held a historic press conference. Under the spotlight, he declared to the war correspondents stationed in Beijing from various countries:

Ladies and gentlemen, according to the current speed of our army, the war will soon end. It's not my boast. Before Christmas, at the latest before Christmas, China's Third Army will go straight to the capital of Liao, end this unpleasant killing, let the generals of Liao get the punishment they deserve, and let the military flag of the Song Dynasty. Flying over the palace of Liao, may the imperial emperor bless everyone! Thank you

Three days later, the balance of the war began to tilt, because it was a black Friday, and even Xia Yan's exciting speech could not change this fact.

Genius is bright, thick fog rises in the front position, the visibility is reduced to the lowest, and the reconnaissance aircraft can't take off.

The reorganized Liao Southern Army Group sent all their family - six mountain divisions, an infantry division with heavy firepower, three motorized regiments, two light armored combat regiments, an anti-tank battalion, a mixed heavy artillery force, a bomber formation without escort aircraft, and an unknown number of militia. The division suddenly launched an attack at a quarter to five.

The first person who was hit hard was the 103 artillery unit of the Song army. Under the fierce blow of the 203mm howitzer of Liao, the well-equipped Song army collapsed in less than ten minutes. It is said that their division commander was killed, and the commander of the regiment was killed and wounded, and less than 300 artillerymen escaped.

Following the 103 artillery unit, the front-line headquarters of the Song army was attacked by the death squad of the Liaoning army. These death squad members were not like ordinary Liao soldiers at all. They had an exotic accent and wore the military uniforms of the Song army. They sneaked into the defense line of the Song army at night. When the Liao army shelled in the morning, they pretended to escape from the front line. The infantry retreated to the rear, and even the alert troops of the front-line headquarters did not doubt them. This dramatic scene led to a devastating blow to the front-line headquarters of the Song army. Except for the commander Gao Zunyu and several marines who survived, all the rest were killed.

Of course, this is only the beginning. Under the strong offensive of the Liaoning army, the Song army retreated 30 kilometers that day to stabilize its position. If its own elastic fortifications had not played a certain role at the critical moment, the Third Group Army would have faced a severe test, and Zhao Ze would have been dismissed.

The two sides fought for a day and a night in the fog, with heavy casualties, which was even greater than the loss on the Normandy landing day.

It was on this day that Captain Di Qing brought more than a dozen remaining people to a Song military camp outside Hute Village. It was said that the battalion was actually a small hillside made up of several stones, and there was no obvious sign.

The Song soldiers passing by here all inquired about each other to know where the battalion headquarters was.

Not far from the roadside, in the open air, there are five or six people sitting there, carrying the sun on their backs, no tents, only a listless black-backed wolf dog lying on the grass outside.

Battalion commander Cao Yuanji poured a cup of Dali's bitter coffee for Di Qing and motioned him to sit down for a while. He had a telegram that needed to be sent quickly.

Di Qing took off his helmet and sat on the sandbag next to the wolf dog. He took a sip of coffee and spit it out, because the smell always reminded him of something unpleasant.

After a moment,

Battalion commander Cao Yuanji finished what he was doing, and then picked up a document issued by the headquarters from the wooden table in front of the battle map and came to Di Qing and handed it to him.

"This is the request from the superior. Take your people to find this lucky guy and send him home. Don't ask anything else."

"Yes!"

Di Qing gave a mechanical salute. After taking it, he quickly looked at it. When he saw the man's name, he asked, "Bracks commander, the 101 Airborne Division was surrounded by the Liao army when it landed. There are few people who can survive. Will Zhao Shu still live?"

"What do you care? If you ask you to find it, you can look for it. Don't ask too much."

"What if I can't find it?" Di Qing asked.

"If you can't find it, you have to look for it." Cao Yuanji replied.

"That's dead. It's the territory of the Liao army. I have too few people," Di Qing asked worriedly.

"Why did you say that he is dead? I have a feeling that he is still alive," Cao Yuanji said, and then he patted Di Qing on the shoulder. "Okay, hurry up and go to the road. If you need anything, go to the quartermaster. Time is tight, and you have enough manpower. If it's too much, it's not good to hide. Let's go."

Half an hour later, Di Qing took the ticket to hell and came to the grassland north of Hut Village, which was also the temporary station of Company E. It was full of people, and there were many troops coming and going. It could be seen that there were combat troops passing by on the hillside not far away. The direction was exactly the front line. Maybe the whole Third Army was I'm heading in.

When the sergeant Guo Kui saw Di Qing coming with a blank face, he knew that there was a new task. He quickly jumped off a scrapped armored car and trotted to Di Qing. As he tied his trousers belt, he asked, "Captain, what did the battalion headquarters say? Should we take a vacation or continue to go to the Liao devils? I I guess it's going to act with the 2nd division."

"Neither, Guo Kui stuffed that document into Guo Kui's hand. Look, this is the new task."

......

At ten o'clock that morning, after the ammunition was replenished, Di Qing led his team of eleven on the road, aiming at Yonghe, a small town ten miles away.

Di Qing knew nothing about Yonghe Town. He just led his brothers to walk slowly towards it according to the map. He passed the quiet woods and the country road. There was a faint fragrance of flowers in the fields. There was an endless wheat field in front of him. When the breeze blew, the golden wheat wave surged into the distance, and the sound was like a real wave. Wave, the soldiers got up on a whim and trotted after the wheat wave...

Just ran to the middle of the wheat field, the reconnaissance plane of Liao flew into the field of view. Di Qing raised the telescope, and a graceful silver fighter appeared in the lens, with an eagle pattern painted on it, and the pilot raised his middle finger.

"Damn, how did that guy know I was looking at him?" Di Qing asked Guo Kui.

"He has a telescope." Guo Kui saw the pilot who seemed to be very familiar from the camera. Suddenly, he shouted, "Captain, run. This bastard is procrastinating. Look, there are two more fighters behind him."

Guo Kui's words fell, and the Liao fighter in the sky began to dive. The huge roar was shocking. If the new recruit had been scared, he would have been stunned, because the speed of the Liao fighter was so fast that it began to shoot in the blink of an eye.

"Run, run, hide" Guo Kui ran with the radio behind his back. In front of him were several soldiers who were also running wildly. They ran very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Fire and kill them!" The silver fighter pilot with the eagle pattern said.

"Yes, Captain"

Two wingmen chased Guo Kui closely and opened fire fiercely. In an instant, the bullets were like rain, the soil was flying, and two 50-meter-long craters appeared in the wheat field, and Guo Kui was about to die.

Suddenly I tripped over something and fell to the ground. "Oh, shit, I fell to death!"

As soon as he was about to get up, he was pressed down: "Don't move. If you stand up, everyone has to finish it."

This sentence reminded Guo Kui that he quickly lay there and dared not move again. He let the fighter plane above his head swoop and shoot, venting his anger with wheat.

Over the wheat field,

"Report that the patrol has disappeared," the wingman said.

"Damn it." The flight captain of the Liaoning Army punched the window in the cockpit fiercely. "Okay, let them go. Next time they won't have such good luck. Go and harass their reinforcements!"

It feels good for the rest of his life after the disaster. When Di Qing stood up from the wheat field, he saw a crater sweeping next to him. As long as he turned a little further, he would go to the west to report.

"Hi!"

Di Qing sighed, lit a cigarette and slowly walked forward. At this time, Guo Kui had reached the forest opposite and was waving to this side with nine other people, as if shouting something to him again.

"What's the hurry? You go first!" Di Qing answered loudly with a cigarette in his mouth, and then took a few breaths of it. Then he took a few steps and heard a movement behind him.

When he turned around, the silver fighter came out again.

In the cockpit, the commander of the Liaoning army showed a long-lost smile, turned on the shooting safety, and put his finger on the red button.

"Go to hell!" The commander of the Liao army said.

"Go to hell, too!" Di Qing raised the rifle in his hand and aimed at the plane.

"I'm going to beat you to pieces," the commander of the Liaoning army told him.

"As long as I hurt you, you will be finished. You don't have to rot," Di Qing said.

"Okay, let's see who is the winner." The Liao army suddenly pressed the fire button, and the fighter opened fire.

Guo Kui closed his eyes. He didn't dare to look at it again, because he knew that Di Qing was dead.

When the cigarette passed through the air, Di Qing fired a shot, only one shot, because he didn't have much chance and didn't have a second time.

"Hahaha..."

When the plane passed over Di Qing's head, the captain of the Liaoning fighter plane laughed wildly.

"Damn Song Guozhu, you all go to hell"

The smoke dispersed, and Di Qing lit another cigarette.

"Damn Liao pig, go to hell"

"What!"

When the captain of the Liaoning fighter plane turned around, he looked frightened, because his left engine was on fire.

"Damn, let's see!"

In the blink of an eye, a big fireball rose in the wheat field in the distance, which was a raging fire caused by the plane crash.

At this time, someone excitedly shouted in Guo Kui's ear, "Sergeant-in-Mir, Sergeant-in-Mir, Captain, good luck. Just now I bet that he was fucking dead. Now he has lost. Here are 20 yuan!"

Guo Kui won more than 100 yuan confusedly. While he was happy, Di Qing came over.

"I lost too, here you are!" Di Qing threw a hundred yuan to him.

"What are you?" Guo Kui looked at him puzzledly and said to himself that you were crazy?

"No, I thought I couldn't live just now, but a miracle happened"

Di Qing stuffed the cigarette in his mouth to Guo Kui and then said, "Let's go. Thank you for my precious rifle. She saved my life. Remember, if I die one day, don't forget to pack this gun and send it back to my hometown. You owe me."

"Okay, okay!" Guo Kui nodded mechanically and followed the brigade on the road again.