Chapter 1050: 1050
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"Rumble..." there was an engine sound on the river. Soon, a motorboat came ashore. From the motorboat, several people carried the body up. It was another one!
It was really fun last night. These Soviets jumped from the sky and directly jumped into the river. They were entangled by the umbrella rope and drowned soon. Now, the bodies were soaked by the river, and many of them went far downstream.
Standing on the shore, the cavalry division commander Tchaikov also kept sighing in his heart. Under the command of the Germans, the Soviets, like the mentally retarded, kept bumping into their own traps. Such a battle was really enjoyable!
He looked at the dozens of Soviet prisoners behind him, all with their heads down and looked embarrassed. In particular, among these people, there was a brigade commander who was shot, and the blood was still flowing out of the wound on his arm.
"We have cleaned the battlefield. Now, let's hand over the rest to the local troops. We have to go back to Tehran. It is said that the Soviet embassy in Tehran is facing off at this time. Let's go and have a look." Tchaikov said, gathering his troops and preparing to return to Tehran.
The river is still flowing, day after day, and people on the earth have new stories every day.
Gazvin.
"Today, the Soviet attack is too fierce!" In a basement in the city, an Iranian general said.
"Boom!" Just then, there was a huge explosion outside, a shell fell near them, and dust kept falling down on the roof of the basement.
Modle didn't seem to hear anything. He was still commanding: "in area 3, send another company to resist the gap and wait for the reinforcement of the anti tank team!"
"What do the troops in area 7 eat? How could they let the Soviets break through their positions and intersperse them from the middle? Order them, at all costs, to block the back roads of the enemies who have come in and eat them all! "
"But the buildings in area 7 have been flattened. There is no suitable shelter at all, and the anti tank team can't get up."
"Isn't there a sewer? Get through the sewer! " Modle's words were cold.
As the main battlefield, gazwin is like a meat grinder, swallowing the lives of soldiers on both sides all the time.
Countless Iranian troops were mobilized from behind, entered Ghazvin, and then ruthlessly consumed. The German army, mainly as their grass-roots commander, is often a German, who platoons up with an Iranian infantry to command them.
Fighting is cruel.
The victory of Tehran can't give them too much encouragement. What are the current Iranian generals worried about.
"When should we fight such a war of attrition? Now, gazwin has become a blood city." Finally, an Iranian officer made his own complaint.
Hearing this, model turned his head and looked at the Iranian general with cold eyes.
As soon as he was stared at by model, the Iranian general felt a cold on his back. At this moment, he almost peed.
This German lieutenant general, that's the same thing. What he just said was enough to shake the morale of the army. The German lieutenant general killed himself here on the spot and had no place to appeal.
"Zaif, you're right. Gazwin has indeed become a blood city, but now, we need to rely on the fearless spirit of our soldiers to continue fighting. Now, whoever retreats first will lose all. Are you all afraid?"
Model's voice was not high, but it made the Iranians present feel ashamed.
The war had little to do with the Germans, but they came urgently and reversed the whole situation. Now they are fighting side by side with the Iranian army. Even this lieutenant general stayed on the front line of the war and did not command comfortably in Tehran.
Germans are not afraid, how can their own side be afraid!
"No, of course not!" Zaif immediately replied.
"Well, now I order you to be the captain of the commando team. Tonight, lead a battalion and take back the lost position. I'll equip you with 20 recoilless guns!"
"Yes!" Zaif immediately saluted and accepted the order. He knew that this was the punishment that the people in front of him had just complained about. He could not refuse the military order. Otherwise, he would be shot in violation of the military order and die on the battlefield. It was the fate of every soldier.
"Everyone should have faith. We are insisting, and the Soviets opposite us are also insisting. Moreover, the casualties of the Soviets are no less than ours. As long as we can insist, the Soviets will eventually fail!" Modle continued.
Hearing this sentence, zaif suddenly shook his body. He finally knew that he was wrong. He was not afraid of death. What he lacked was faith. This is the difference between his own army and the Germans!
The belief of victory is indispensable to an army!
"When will such a battle continue?" Almost at the same time, complaints came out in the Soviet headquarters opposite.
Street fighting was the most depressing. Both sides were red eyed and turned the whole site into ruins. Both sides suffered heavy casualties. As a result, the next morning, the other side continued to fire on the rubble.
Such a battle is really too angry, and there is no need.
Varisiev smoked and didn't speak. All this was related to the loss of his troops. If his artillery regiment didn't lose it, it would keep firing and push forward gradually!
Thinking of the artillery regiment, he thought of the man who must not make mistakes, and his head became even more headache. In the whole headquarters, I'm afraid he is the last person who wants the war to end. He has been on the front line. He can be at ease. When he goes back, who knows what's waiting for him in Moscow!
"Everybody, don't complain!" Just then, general Novikov came in from the outside with a very serious look on his face: "the order from Moscow has come down and requires us to end the battle of gazwin within 24 hours at all costs!"
At all costs, within 24 hours? The people present were stunned. What does that mean? Let them use the lives of soldiers to pave the way. They are not afraid of any sacrifice and have been attacking the past!
How many people are going to die in this damn city of gazvin?
However, varisiev knew in his heart that when the airborne troops failed to raid Tehran, Moscow must be crazy to issue such a terrible order!
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"Rumble..." there was an engine sound on the river. Soon, a motorboat came ashore. From the motorboat, several people carried the body up. It was another one!
It was really fun last night. These Soviets jumped from the sky and directly jumped into the river. They were entangled by the umbrella rope and drowned soon. Now, the bodies were soaked by the river, and many of them went far downstream.
Standing on the shore, the cavalry division commander Tchaikov also kept sighing in his heart. Under the command of the Germans, the Soviets, like the mentally retarded, kept bumping into their own traps. Such a battle was really enjoyable!
He looked at the dozens of Soviet prisoners behind him, all with their heads down and looked embarrassed. In particular, among these people, there was a brigade commander who was shot, and the blood was still flowing out of the wound on his arm.
"We have cleaned the battlefield. Now, let's hand over the rest to the local troops. We have to go back to Tehran. It is said that the Soviet embassy in Tehran is facing off at this time. Let's go and have a look." Tchaikov said, gathering his troops and preparing to return to Tehran.
The river is still flowing, day after day, and people on the earth have new stories every day.
Gazvin.
"Today, the Soviet attack is too fierce!" In a basement in the city, an Iranian general said.
"Boom!" Just then, there was a huge explosion outside, a shell fell near them, and dust kept falling down on the roof of the basement.
Modle didn't seem to hear anything. He was still commanding: "in area 3, send another company to resist the gap and wait for the reinforcement of the anti tank team!"
"What do the troops in area 7 eat? How could they let the Soviets break through their positions and intersperse them from the middle? Order them, at all costs, to block the back roads of the enemies who have come in and eat them all! "
"But the buildings in area 7 have been flattened. There is no suitable shelter at all, and the anti tank team can't get up."
"Isn't there a sewer? Get through the sewer! " Modle's words were cold.
As the main battlefield, gazwin is like a meat grinder, swallowing the lives of soldiers on both sides all the time.
Countless Iranian troops were mobilized from behind, entered Ghazvin, and then ruthlessly consumed. The German army, mainly as their grass-roots commander, is often a German, who platoons up with an Iranian infantry to command them.
Fighting is cruel.
The victory of Tehran can't give them too much encouragement. What are the current Iranian generals worried about.
"When should we fight such a war of attrition? Now, gazwin has become a blood city." Finally, an Iranian officer made his own complaint.
Hearing this, model turned his head and looked at the Iranian general with cold eyes.
As soon as he was stared at by model, the Iranian general felt a cold on his back. At this moment, he almost peed.
This German lieutenant general, that's the same thing. What he just said was enough to shake the morale of the army. The German lieutenant general killed himself here on the spot and had no place to appeal.
"Zaif, you're right. Gazwin has indeed become a blood city, but now, we need to rely on the fearless spirit of our soldiers to continue fighting. Now, whoever retreats first will lose all. Are you all afraid?"
Model's voice was not high, but it made the Iranians present feel ashamed.
The war had little to do with the Germans, but they came urgently and reversed the whole situation. Now they are fighting side by side with the Iranian army. Even this lieutenant general stayed on the front line of the war and did not command comfortably in Tehran.
Germans are not afraid, how can their own side be afraid!
"No, of course not!" Zaif immediately replied.
"Well, now I order you to be the captain of the commando team. Tonight, lead a battalion and take back the lost position. I'll equip you with 20 recoilless guns!"
"Yes!" Zaif immediately saluted and accepted the order. He knew that this was the punishment that the people in front of him had just complained about. He could not refuse the military order. Otherwise, he would be shot in violation of the military order and die on the battlefield. It was the fate of every soldier.
"Everyone should have faith. We are insisting, and the Soviets opposite us are also insisting. Moreover, the casualties of the Soviets are no less than ours. As long as we can insist, the Soviets will eventually fail!" Modle continued.
Hearing this sentence, zaif suddenly shook his body. He finally knew that he was wrong. He was not afraid of death. What he lacked was faith. This is the difference between his own army and the Germans!
The belief of victory is indispensable to an army!
"When will such a battle continue?" Almost at the same time, complaints came out in the Soviet headquarters opposite.
Street fighting was the most depressing. Both sides were red eyed and turned the whole site into ruins. Both sides suffered heavy casualties. As a result, the next morning, the other side continued to fire on the rubble.
Such a battle is really too angry, and there is no need.
Varisiev smoked and didn't speak. All this was related to the loss of his troops. If his artillery regiment didn't lose it, it would keep firing and push forward gradually!
Thinking of the artillery regiment, he thought of the man who must not make mistakes, and his head became even more headache. In the whole headquarters, I'm afraid he is the last person who wants the war to end. He has been on the front line. He can be at ease. When he goes back, who knows what's waiting for him in Moscow!
"Everybody, don't complain!" Just then, general Novikov came in from the outside with a very serious look on his face: "the order from Moscow has come down and requires us to end the battle of gazwin within 24 hours at all costs!"
At all costs, within 24 hours? The people present were stunned. What does that mean? Let them use the lives of soldiers to pave the way. They are not afraid of any sacrifice and have been attacking the past!
How many people are going to die in this damn city of gazvin?
However, varisiev knew in his heart that when the airborne troops failed to raid Tehran, Moscow must be crazy to issue such a terrible order!
"Rumble..." there was an engine sound on the river. Soon, a motorboat came ashore. From the motorboat, several people carried the body up. It was another one!It was really fun last night. These Soviets jumped from the sky and directly jumped into the river. They were entangled by the umbrella rope and drowned soon. Now, the bodies were soaked by the river, and many of them went far downstream.Standing on the shore, the cavalry division commander Tchaikov also kept sighing in his heart. Under the command of the Germans, the Soviets, like the mentally retarded, kept bumping into their own traps. Such a battle was really enjoyable!He looked at the dozens of Soviet prisoners behind him, all with their heads down and looked embarrassed. In particular, among these people, there was a brigade commander who was shot, and the blood was still flowing out of the wound on his arm."We have cleaned the battlefield. Now, let's hand over the rest to the local troops. We have to go back to Tehran. It is said that the Soviet embassy in Tehran is facing off at this time. Let's go and have a look." Tchaikov said, gathering his troops and preparing to return to Tehran.The river is still flowing, day after day, and people on the earth have new stories every day.Gazvin."Today, the Soviet attack is too fierce!" In a basement in the city, an Iranian general said."Boom!" Just then, there was a huge explosion outside, a shell fell near them, and dust kept falling down on the roof of the basement.Modle didn't seem to hear anything. He was still commanding: "in area 3, send another company to resist the gap and wait for the reinforcement of the anti tank team!""What do the troops in area 7 eat? How could they let the Soviets break through their positions and intersperse them from the middle? Order them, at all costs, to block the back roads of the enemies who have come in and eat them all! ""But the buildings in area 7 have been flattened. There is no suitable shelter at all, and the anti tank team can't get up.""Isn't there a sewer? Get through the sewer! " Modle's words were cold.As the main battlefield, gazwin is like a meat grinder, swallowing the lives of soldiers on both sides all the time.Countless Iranian troops were mobilized from behind, entered Ghazvin, and then ruthlessly consumed. The German army, mainly as their grass-roots commander, is often a German, who platoons up with an Iranian infantry to command them.Fighting is cruel.The victory of Tehran can't give them too much encouragement. What are the current Iranian generals worried about."When should we fight such a war of attrition? Now, gazwin has become a blood city." Finally, an Iranian officer made his own complaint.Hearing this, model turned his head and looked at the Iranian general with cold eyes.As soon as he was stared at by model, the Iranian general felt a cold on his back. At this moment, he almost peed.This German lieutenant general, that's the same thing. What he just said was enough to shake the morale of the army. The German lieutenant general killed himself here on the spot and had no place to appeal."Zaif, you're right. Gazwin has indeed become a blood city, but now, we need to rely on the fearless spirit of our soldiers to continue fighting. Now, whoever retreats first will lose all. Are you all afraid?"Model's voice was not high, but it made the Iranians present feel ashamed.The war had little to do with the Germans, but they came urgently and reversed the whole situation. Now they are fighting side by side with the Iranian army. Even this lieutenant general stayed on the front line of the war and did not command comfortably in Tehran.Germans are not afraid, how can their own side be afraid!"No, of course not!" Zaif immediately replied."Well, now I order you to be the captain of the commando team. Tonight, lead a battalion and take back the lost position. I'll equip you with 20 recoilless guns!""Yes!" Zaif immediately saluted and accepted the order. He knew that this was the punishment that the people in front of him had just complained about. He could not refuse the military order. Otherwise, he would be shot in violation of the military order and die on the battlefield. It was the fate of every soldier."Everyone should have faith. We are insisting, and the Soviets opposite us are also insisting. Moreover, the casualties of the Soviets are no less than ours. As long as we can insist, the Soviets will eventually fail!" Modle continued.Hearing this sentence, zaif suddenly shook his body. He finally knew that he was wrong. He was not afraid of death. What he lacked was faith. This is the difference between his own army and the Germans!The belief of victory is indispensable to an army!"When will such a battle continue?" Almost at the same time, complaints came out in the Soviet headquarters opposite.Street fighting was the most depressing. Both sides were red eyed and turned the whole site into ruins. Both sides suffered heavy casualties. As a result, the next morning, the other side continued to fire on the rubble.Such a battle is really too angry, and there is no need.Varisiev smoked and didn't speak. All this was related to the loss of his troops. If his artillery regiment didn't lose it, it would keep firing and push forward gradually!Thinking of the artillery regiment, he thought of the man who must not make mistakes, and his head became even more headache. In the whole headquarters, I'm afraid he is the last person who wants the war to end. He has been on the front line. He can be at ease. When he goes back, who knows what's waiting for him in Moscow!"Everybody, don't complain!" Just then, general Novikov came in from the outside with a very serious look on his face: "the order from Moscow has come down and requires us to end the battle of gazwin within 24 hours at all costs!"At all costs, within 24 hours? The people present were stunned. What does that mean? Let them use the lives of soldiers to pave the way. They are not afraid of any sacrifice and have been attacking the past!How many people are going to die in this damn city of gazvin?However, varisiev knew in his heart that when the airborne troops failed to raid Tehran, Moscow must be crazy to issue such a terrible order!
