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Chapter 13 Paratrooper Doomsday (1)

In the night sky with starry sky, a C47 transport plane painted with British military logos flew towards the northeast in a huge group. In its cabin filled with mechanical roars, 26 fully armed British paratroopers were jealously guessing their unknown fate.

27-year-old Sergeant Eldgar.

Yang is an ordinary member of them. This young Englishman from Lancashire began to serve in the famous 1st Airborne Division in 1944. He should have retired successfully in the summer of 1946, but this sudden war, commonly known as the "World War III", disrupted all previous plans. The great love and longing for career could only be put aside for a while. Once the mobilization order was issued, Yang refused to return to the battlefield full of dangers with his companions who had been with him day and night...[]

It has been almost two hours since the takeoff, and Yang cannot be sure how the flight routes of the transport planes were determined. Judging from the amplitude of the cabin swing, they made at least two turns in the air, probably to avoid the enemy's areas with strong air defense. On the way, there was no sound of anti-aircraft shells bursting outside the cabin. The simple quietness was different from the unsuccessful airborne combat operation two years ago.

Seeing the red light near the cockpit flashing twice, the platoon leader Lieutenant Brann shouted loudly: "Last quarter of an hour! Check the equipment!"

I remember that in the late summer of 194, it was still a bright sunny day, and the commander at that time also shouted the same words in the cabin. However, shortly after his words fell, the black smoke flashing in the sky became dense with the banging explosion, despite the shrapnel.

o and the range is limited, but the airflow in the nearby airspace was still strongly disturbed, so that the transport plane weighing more than ten tons trembled like a tree in the wind. It was blown away by anti-aircraft shells not far away. It ignited a fire. Some paratroopers jumped from the door of the cabin, but only seven or eight people came out. The plane lost its balance and flipped around and fell to the ground in a spiral manner. The fate of those who did not have time to jump can be imagined.

Trying to resist the dizzying swaying, Eldgar.

Yang turned his head and looked out the porthole. The sparse starlight reflected the huge transport aircraft group. There should be a group of fighter aircraft at high altitudes. As time went by, the worry still did not appear. Yang thought uneasy: it was because the Soviets' weak defense in depth, but there was still a huge trap for the Allied Airborne troops to worry about it. The reason why the "Market Garden" operation was too bleak. At that time, the airborne scale of the US and British Allied forces was even greater. However, the soldiers did not expect that the Netherlands, where the German "weak garage" had a large number of well-trained SS. Their armored forces gathered together to approach the scale of a fully-equipped armored army. Many of them were veterans on the battlefield who had been trained on the Eastern Front. If the Allied forces had not occupied an absolute air superiority, the Allied paratroopers who were airdropped to the Netherlands might have ended up being so bleak!

"People, for the last five minutes, get ready to stand up!"

The officers in the cabin shouted again, and ahead of them was Orsha, the target area of ​​the airborne, in northeastern Belarus. The city is kilometers from Smolensk, an industrial city in southern Russia and 450 kilometers from Moscow, the heart of the Soviet Union. It is not large in scale and does not have a strong industrial foundation. It is only located on the Minsk-Moscow railway line, with convenient transportation, and has become a deep support point for the Soviet army's northern line as the war situation evolves.

Before leaving the cabin by parachuting, Yang heard a comrade in front of him jokingly, "Go to Moscow 240 miles, guys, goodbye to Red Square!"

240 miles sounds very close and walking with your feet is an extremely long process. Moreover, along the way, there is also the legendary extremely fierce Soviet troops. Napoleon and Hitler failed to fulfill their long-cherished wish. Can it be realized through the union of America and Britain?

Yang didn't have time to think too much, and his companions jumped out of the cabin door one after another. Finally, it was his turn. He quickly drew a cross in front of him, jumping out with a mentality of intertwining determination and nervousness.

The brave people will not be afraid of the psychological pressure caused by altitude and wind. After the parachute is opened, he steadily observes the situation below carefully. Before taking off, the commander told them that the Soviet airport in southern Orsha this time was the largest airport in northern Belarus. The entire regiment of guards were stationed and the most basic fortifications were built. Anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns were used to flat-fire and were a big killer against infantry. Fortunately, their fighter jets and bombers carried out two rounds of fierce attacks on the airport before they landed. If they were lucky, the Soviet guards there had already suffered heavy losses and had no intention of resisting!

In the light of the starlight and the flares, Yang saw a large gray-brown wilderness, and saw the obviously shallow airport. The strong fire and smoke covered the runway and the hangar. When he saw the allied paratroopers landing like snowflakes, the Soviet soldiers stationed on the periphery were shooting at the air with various weapons. Fortunately, they were small in number and weak in fire, so they would not pose too much threat to the allied soldiers who were densely arriving.

When the Allied Army's northern combat cluster launched a fierce attack on Minsk, the capital of Belarus,

o Transport aircraft taken off at the airports of Lanzhou and Lithuania appeared around Orsha like locusts. With this city as the center, there are 4 Soviet field airports and 7 large field medical areas within a radius of 30 kilometers. In addition, according to reliable information, there are also a large number of combat readiness materials storage points and reserve warehouses to be used for the frontline troops of the Soviet Belarusian Front. 140,000 paratroopers belonging to the 18th Airborne Army and the 1st British Airborne Division carried out parachutes at an altitude of more than 400 meters. Although they were not severely blocked by the Soviet ground fire, the wind power that night was larger than expected, so

The landing locations of the paratroopers were relatively scattered. After landing, they had to temporarily gather together and concentrate at the Soviet airport and railway station. There were a large number of Soviet police troops stationed there. There was even a temporary armored force stationed near the Orsha city, which reached the brigade-level scale in terms of the number of tanks. Fortunately, before the first batch of Allied paratroopers landed on the ground, the US military had dispatched powerful aviation troops to violently suppress and bomb the four Soviet airports, a railway station and the Soviet tank assembly area confirmed by aerial photography, which greatly restricted the speed of Soviet troops' organization of defense and counterattack.

At two Soviet airports west of Orsha, the attacks of the US and British paratroopers were unexpectedly smooth. They not only quickly annihilated the Soviet garrison troops, but also seized several Soviet fighter jets. The anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns deployed around the airport also became effective equipment for Allied officers and soldiers to organize defenses. However, the bombing of US fighter jets destroyed the main runway, and the paratrooper commanders had to mobilize troops for emergency repairs. At the airports north and south of Orsha, the Soviet army's defense power was obviously stronger, and the landing US and British paratroopers also encountered very tough resistance.

"Note! The enemy is east of us! Defend on the spot, pay attention to avoiding bullets!"

Hearing this strange voice, Yang had just untied the parachute strap. Some people said that the most dangerous thing in airborne combat was the stage of hanging under the parachute and fluttering with the wind, while others felt that the real danger had just begun when stepping on the enemy's land with both feet. As soon as the airborne came down, some people couldn't tell the north and south at once. Many paratroopers untied the parachute bag and quickly took out their carry-on guns and moved closer to the familiar. Once the temporary combat location was determined, they opened fire without hesitation. The crisp gunshot sounded instantly filled their ears. Shaking figures appeared in their sight, and shaking figures continued to fall. The machine guns in the distance roared, sounding that although it was not as scary as the German man's m042, the 762mm caliber machine gun bullets could also kill a living soldier in an instant!

In his paratrooper combat platoon, Young is an experienced squad leader, using Sden's submachine gun as a weapon, but he personally prefers Enfield, a pinnacle of this manual rifle, which was still the main equipment of the British army until 1946. With his rich experience, he quickly lowered his posture and prepared for the battle. However, the nearby Soviet army did not give up for defense and pounce on it for the killing. The Sden's submachine gun has a good firing rate and power in close combat, and the combat range of a mere 60 meters is embarrassing. Seeing an Enfield falling from the ground beside him, I don't know which one was unlucky.

The new recruit's egg was left behind by Yang Xun, and pulled the gun and opened fire at the Soviet army in the distance in a kneeling position. The first shot after landing had not yet entered the state, and the light around him was really dazzling. Yang saw that the black shadow he was aiming at did not fall, but ran a few steps and squatted down and the weapon in his hand was constantly jumping out with deadly bullets. Amid the sound of the snaps and alternating guns, the bullets of the Soviet soldiers were shot. Yang quickly loaded the bullets and placed the rifle on a protruding stone. He opened fire at a horizontally moving shadow.

Bang!

The butt pushed his shoulders lightly, his left eye was always closed, and the figure under the sight of his right eye immediately fell down unnaturally.

Yang quickly pulled the bolt, but he was not greedy for such long-distance shooting, but instead he paid attention to the subordinates who were landing around him to gather for battle. As the number of landed Allied paratroopers increased rapidly, the Soviet guards scattered around the airport gradually fell into a disadvantage. They quickly gave up their attempt to divide and hunt them down, and retreated to the fortifications built on the hangar and the airport runway. For the Allied paratroopers, the airborne raid turned into a tragic offensive and defensive battle. On the way from the airborne location to the airport, Yang and his soldiers also kept listening to the jiu guns coming from the airport.

The tragic level of the airport battle exceeded the imagination of the commanders in the rear from the beginning. At the end of the battle, there was not much left of the warning wire around the airport. Aviation bombs, artillery shells fired from all directions, paratroopers' grenades and other weapons caused damage. The defensive positions built by the Soviet army were full of broken limbs, blood-stained wreckage and twisted parts of anti-aircraft guns. There were many empty ammunition boxes and shell casings scattered near the gun positions, which fully demonstrated that the Soviet soldiers were killed after tenacious resistance; the closer they got to the hangar and air defense positions, the more bodies they wore paratroopers' combat uniforms...

"Soviet tank!"

Before they had been resting for half an hour, a panicked voice instantly aroused the concerns in people's hearts. Soon, the rumbling cannon sound came from the east. Although the US and British troops also equipped heavy gliders that could carry tanks, considering the complexity of airborne at night, they did not join the paratroopers in the first night's adventure, but were preparing to place the battlefield situation the next day to the place where the most needed battle chariots. If it goes well, the regular armored troops that were propelled from the ground will also come to meet the airborne troops in about 48 hours.

The sound of cannons was far away and the explosion was very close, which also proved the worry of the paratroopers. Soon after, the sound of machine guns came, and an officer ran and shouted: "The anti-tank personnel are all going to the east. The Soviet tanks are here!"

Such shouts and the figures of soldiers leaving hurriedly with weapons left a little bit of gratitude in the panic: at least I don’t need to fight fire with Soviet tanks head-on. If the troops in the east cannot resist it, then retreat in the opposite direction quickly.

Soon, the roar of tanks came from the quiet wilderness. A long distance between the Soviet tankers could not wait to use the 85mm gun of the tank gun t34's 85mm gun, but without the guidance of the flare, their long-range artillery deterrence was greater than actual damage. The Allied anti-tank soldiers deployed on the east side of the airport brought their Bazouka and Piat (British anti-tank reflectors) to ambush the wilderness with night cover, waiting for the opponent's true appearance to appear from the night. They were a dozen olive green Soviet tanks and hundreds of Soviet infantrymen who came on motorcycles and trucks, forming the first counterattack to the airport.

o Offensive. Such forces have an overwhelming advantage for an ordinary paratrooper unit, but the Allied paratroopers landed at this airport have more than 3,000. In addition to combat losses, there is also a reinforced regiment. When this Soviet unit with tanks as the vanguard rushed near the airport, the paratroopers used the tactics that made it difficult for the German tiger and tiger king tanks to escape in one fell swoop...

A few hours later, the sky was getting brighter. He held a cigarette, lit a match, and put up his hands to protect the flames. The cigarette butts lit up, and the familiar smell of tobacco quickly drifted in the air, and his tight nerves were relaxed again. Hunting opponents was full of pleasure, but the reputation of the Soviet army's steel torrent really made everyone standing here deeply afraid.

"Scared?"

He held a cigarette in his mouth and raised a stunned rifleman beside him.

"No, I am not afraid of anyone, nor fear of death!" The young paratrooper refused to give in verbally.

"When you return to your hometown wearing the Victorian Order, you will become a hero worshipped by everyone!" Yang smiled and encouraged.

Before the smoke was finished, the disgusting shouts came from nearby again: "Soviet tanks were also found in the north!"

"The Soviet tanks are not the devil's mount!"

Yang muttered a little angrily.

Apart from the unlucky guys who were lost during the parachute, the other soldiers in the squad gathered around Yang at this time.

Before the sky could completely turn from the dark night to the day, the firepower of this battlefield had become very abundant. Those hateful Soviet tanks were galloping in the wilderness, and a team of Lar 2 quietly flew from the east. When they were about to approach the airport, they made a completely opposite action from the German Stuka dive bomber - lowering the altitude and flying quickly.

The greatest charm of war is that no one can reserve who can keep a smile in the next second. After a moment, a group of wild horses swooped down from the sky with the morning breeze, bringing all the sounds of despising the world. Even the Allied paratroopers landed in the depths of the enemy at a long distance could still witness their falcon-like agility and heroic posture.

In a blink of an eye, the wild horses dispersed the Soviet attack aircraft, but they flew past the positions in a cool manner, and the Allied officers and soldiers in the trench cheered selflessly!

After driving away the Soviet fighter planes, the wild horse did not turn around, but instead turned to attack the Soviet tanks "crawling" on the ground.

The fields ahead were full of bullet craters and thick smoke. Many Soviet tanks were bombed, and some had already ignited fires, but the torrent of the Soviet army's steel would not retreat due to this little loss. The real elites were still persistent in counterattacking!

A few minutes later, a group of Soviet fighter jets flew from Moscow in a fierce manner. They quickly met the Allied Mustang fleet. The buzzing sound of sometimes strong and sometimes weak lasted for twenty minutes. Both sides suffered losses and it was difficult to decide the outcome.

At dawn, the main force of the Soviet army, who had arrived on a long distance, finally arrived at the battlefield. In order to cooperate with this attack, the Soviet Air Force dispatched again. Since the elite combat aircraft were concentrated on the southern line, they had to form some old aircraft on the second line into two or three small teams, carry small bombs to fly at low altitude, drop bombs, strafuse and then quickly leave. Although the air combat capabilities of these aircraft are far behind the mainstream of the times, it is still competent to raid the Allied paratroopers with weak air defense firepower!

In addition to the non-professional air defense weapons in the hands of the paratroopers, the only thing that can be used to resist Soviet bombing on the entire line of defense is anti-aircraft guns scattered at various fire support points.

Seeing an Yi-16 fighter jet flashing with flames not far away, Yang quickly lowered his head and retracted into the trench. There was not much experience in paratroopers here, but when this evil Soviet fighter jet fired low in the direction of the trench, there were still wailing sounds wherever the bullets went!
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