!The night before yesterday! I stepped on the chapters that were released a few minutes ago, but I got Zhang Huayouyi wrong. The day before yesterday should be the four real and forty-eight, and today should be the four hundred and forty-nine. I'm sorry.

Yesterday and today, I went to my alma mater to guide programs, and I have been instructing multiple classes from morning to evening. I have never been idle, so I have been delayed. I am sorry.

"Report, report" a stumbler and his unscathing sound broke into Alves' room.

"What's the situation!" Although the person who had been sleeping for a while was very unhappy, as a senior officer, he naturally knew that if it weren't for something big, his subordinates would not disturb his rest.

"War, something happened to the Jiang camp. Mao.

"What? Can you be sure?" Alves was shocked. If the situation was really true, it would be a big deal. The one he commanded. Although the division was guarding this area on the surface, people with sensible eyes knew that their troops were more responsible for the security work of the prisoner-of-war camp dozens of kilometers away. Although this task was not very good, and he had to deal with those dirty and smelly prisoners of war often. On the surface, he did not want to take on this task. But in fact, he broke his head and used a lot of relationships to get the job. The most important benefit of this job is to stay away from the battlefield, and the advantage of staying away from the battlefield is to stay away from death.

How many times, Alves could feel the envious look of his colleagues looking at him, how many times he saw the joy of his colleagues competing for this job with him in the battle report that he died in the battlefield. In the rear, he could not face the Chinese shells and dense rain of bullets every day. He could enjoy a comfortable life and delicious meals every day. He could even drink vodka and hold a beautiful girl in love with him. This life that is not a god but is better than a god makes him cherish. For this reason, under his instructions, his troops cooperated very well with the Soviet intelligence and internal affairs units that interrogated Chinese prisoners of war. Only by constantly digging out valuable information from the mouths of these Chinese prisoners of war, can he enjoy such a beautiful life better.

But now Alves heard the worst news for him. He had just woken up and immediately threw the idea of ​​climbing into the warm bed. If something happened to the prisoner-of-war camp, he would have to leave here and go to the front line to be cannon fodder with his former colleagues.

"A hour ago we lost contact with the prisoner-of-war camp, and radio communication was not possible. We originally thought that the telephone line had a malfunction, so we sent maintenance personnel, but when the maintenance was taking a boxing vehicle to check the route along the highway, he was ambushed by an unidentified person. Two people in one of the cars temporarily stopped the car a few kilometers behind the ambush. The two of them did not dare to go to check and drove back to report.

After listening to his subordinates' report, Alves was thinking about this matter while wearing his coat. It was not strange to lose communication. Since the telephone line was built along the highway, it would be damaged by weather, landslides and various animals from time to time; but if even radio communications could not be contacted, it would be doubtful, and now even more terrifyingly, there was a planned ambush. Then this was not a simple prisoner-of-war camp riot, but a very likely Sino-** team that came to rescue was specially planned, which was a planned rescue operation.

"Get together immediately and everyone is fully armed and rushed to the prisoner-of-war camp immediately!" I don't have to think about this anymore. If this happens, then if you can't figure it out, then if you can't figure it out or hesitate, Alves won't have to keep going.

"As much as you can, we can also requisition all the vehicles we can use, I will give you an hour to collect the personnel scattered in the town, and the soldiers who did not return to the team were shot and executed on the spot after an hour." Alves was also anxious. If he didn't do anything as soon as possible to stop the Chinese people's rescue operations, he would really go to the front line to be cannon fodder.

The Fourth War Zone, Altay, Xinjiang, has a temporary airport that has just been built. The airport site is very narrow and can only take off and land small propeller aircraft and helicopters. However, yesterday afternoon, a huge roar from far and near made everyone stunned. Three giant helicopters that they had never seen before descended from the sky. After landing, these three giant helicopters directly occupied at least half of the small airport. The eight huge blades and long tail made everyone close to it feel like they were in front of such a giant.

"Damn it, is it so big? This is the idea that many people have come up with when they first saw them.

For the ground crew, these three giant helicopters drank almost all the oil in their small oil depot just by drinking oil. For these ground crew members, they have seen giant bombers drink about 10 to 20 tons of fuel at a time, but have never seen such a helicopter that can drink oil. Each helicopter has an internal mailbox of 12,000 liters. Including the gasoline proportional weight has exceeded the ten ton mark, this is basically the transportation volume of a battlefield off-road oil tanker; not to mention the huge fuel tanks on both sides of the fuselage of these helicopters,

In addition, the triangular fuselage of these giant helicopters also allowed the local ground crew members behind the buttocks of professional ground crew members who followed the plane to see it. In the spacious belly, the ground crew members who were responsible for maintaining propeller aircraft at the airport vowed that such a huge space could be loaded with two wheeled armored vehicles at will. It is said that a staff member who had seen airborne troops and some special logistics aircraft estimated that its internal space could not only be loaded with armored vehicles, but also small ones.

According to the space occupied by fully armed personnel, it can carry at least one hundred people. If it is an inoperable wound, it should be around 60 to 70. However, for the wounded, this number can change and increase. Although there are physical injuries, in order to withdraw one more, it is not abandoned. On the battlefield, two wounded people who are not the kind of wounded whole body who dies when they encounter it, or even share a bed when they evacuate.

Among these three helicopters, the huge appearance is mostly the same, but one thing that is different from ordinary helicopters is that in the front of the fuselage of these three helicopters, there is a long stick that extends out of the fuselage, and one of them has an internal space smaller than the other two. There is also an extra hard pipe port at the tail of this helicopter that is different from the other two helicopters. Although I don’t know what this hard pipe port is used for, the ground crew at the airport roughly knows the purpose of these hard pipes with years of experience and this retractable hard pipe. However, as a soldier, I don’t ask if I shouldn’t know. Even if I know, I won’t say it.

"Three heavy-duty helicopters are still the prototypes just developed. I hope they can bring you good luck and help in this operation," the commander who was responsible for the flight evacuation command operation here stood on a simple tower, watching the group of aircraft leaving.
Chapter completed!