In the endless snow, hundreds of thousands of Soviet troops were lying in the cold trenches, using their frozen fingers to pull the trigger. On top of their heads were countless Japanese planes, flying like vultures predating on the carrion, and then spreading death downwards.

The loss of air supremacy has now made these aircraft the biggest nightmare of the Soviet army in the Far East. The bombs falling from the sky not only harvested the lives of Soviet soldiers, but also destroyed their greatest support on the battlefield. The artillery that Apanashenko was proud of has almost disappeared.

The large-caliber Japanese artillery group transported by railways in the distance was smashing hail-like shells into the Soviet defense line. In the deafening explosion, countless broken corpses were flying all over the sky, blood and flesh melted the snow, mixed with the soil below into disgusting mud. The timid soldiers even went crazy by this cruel battlefield, rushed out with laughter and crying, and then were beaten into piles of rotten meat by bullets or shells.

In front of them were boundless white figures, hundreds of thousands of Japanese soldiers wearing lint-proof clothes and white snow cloaks, just like bloated groundhogs, running clumsyly in the snow, and then fell under the muzzles of machine guns in the distance, and then were crushed by them, roaring charge tanks under the tracks.

More than 500,000 Soviet and Japanese troops used this head-on method to kill each other in the most brutal way on this frozen wasteland. Blood stained the snowy wilderness red, and the dead bodies covered the earth. The dead bodies that were frozen into stones were even piled up into bunkers, becoming lonely hiding places for survivors.

This cruel killing competition lasted for three days. During the three days, General Apanesechenko stubbornly used his last trace of strength to resist the crazy attack of the Japanese army and gain valuable time for the assembly of the Soviet army in the rear. This Soviet general who died in history on the Western Front can almost be said to be one of the few remaining results among the older generation of combat-capable generals of the Soviet army. He used his perseverance or cruelty to protect the last face of the Soviet army.

In the rear of the Soviet defense line, countless machine guns were also installed. Those who withdraw from the position did not need any reason and would shoot directly. In addition, the just announced method of scheming left the Soviet army on the front line with no way out and could only delay the pace of death in the hell of blood and fire.

And his opponent, General Soichi Teruchi, the commander of the Japanese Red Tower Front, was also insisting on it. A heavy snow destroyed the entire plan. This has to be said to be a tragedy. The raid on Red Tower turned into a strong attack, and the Soviet army's tenacity here was unexpected. The three-day battle caused him to suffer nearly 50,000 casualties. Fortunately, the Air Force still firmly grasped air supremacy, so he firmly believed that he was the winner of this battle, just fighting for consumption. The Lucians could not fight for the Imperial Army forty years ago, and it still happened now.

"His commander, the Mongolian cavalry is coming, and Chobashan brings a cavalry army." At this time, an officer walked into the command center to report. As a vassal of the Soviets, Chobashan naturally could not stay out of the matter.

"Tell the First Chariot Division that I don't want to hear this person's name again." General Takaichi Teraunuchi said with a sneer. He was simply disdainful of this fly-level opponent.

So soon after, a perfect tusha was staged on a wasteland south of Chita.

More than 10,000 descendants of Genghis Khan, although the guy who once humiliated the ancestors of the Soviet elder brother, has been kicked out of his ancestors by the People's Party, they still waved their sabers bravely like Ba Du, who swept across Eastern Europe, and then rushed forward without hesitation.

More than 300 Japanese tanks were lined up in an attacking formation, rushing towards Chobashan and his cavalry like a torrent of steel. The collision of steel and flesh made Yang Feng's minions holding high-power telescopes at a height of two thousand meters high.

"Ma, no movie can perform such a big scene. If the film company turns the things we recorded into a movie, it will definitely be popular." A guy said excitedly.

Boss Yang had no chance to visit the battlefield in person and admire the scene where the Japanese and Joseph were killed by blood and flesh, so he was naturally unwilling to give up, so he simply sent four high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft and came to make videotapes for him with the most advanced video equipment. These reconnaissance aircraft were even arrogant enough to fly at a low altitude of two or three thousand meters. The huge panda on the fuselage was their safety guarantee. Even the Japanese fighter jets next to him dared to drive them away, for fear of disturbing Yang Feng's Yaxing.

Qiaobashan below them was not in such a good mood. In fact, this old friend of the Chinese people was almost crying now. His Mongolian cavalry were tusha by Japanese tanks like dogs. Looking at the warriors who were torn to pieces by shells and then crushed into meat paste by tanks, his heart was bleeding.

Especially one of his most trusted old subordinates was rushing to a tank at this time and then bravely waved their saber and chopped them down.

Comrade Qiaobashan has the intention of covering his face and crying.

Of course, it goes without saying that Warrior's ending. The turret of the three-type medium tank easily swept him under the horse. Then, as soon as he reversed, the guy could only use a shovel to shovel from the ground.

And there are actually countless guys like this on this battlefield. These stupid cavalrymen, just like their Polish counterparts in distant Europe, did not make any difference in their endings.

"Retreat, retreat!" Looking at the Japanese tanks ruthlessly roulining their cavalry like an angry bull rushing into the crowd, Chobashan knew that the result of the battle had come out. He shouted in pain, then turned his horse's head, and ran away first under the protection of more than a dozen guards. As soon as he ran, the cavalry behind him immediately released the sheep. The commander of the Japanese First Armored Division opposite sneered contemptuously, and continued to crush the tank group that he had lost only one.

The Mongolian cavalry was the only support that General Apanashenko received before Chita fell, although the reinforcements were almost wiped out before they arrived at the battlefield.

He stayed at his front headquarters for ten days until some Soviet troops arrived in Central Asia and Siberia established a new line of defense in Ulan-Ude, leaving behind his struggling front-line subordinates and then evacuated to Ulan-Ude by train.

Shortly after he left, the Soviet army's defense line at Chita collapsed. Countless Soviet soldiers fled to Ulanwude in the cold. It was natural that those with trains were not bad. Most of those without trains were frozen to death on the road. In this way, the first phase of the Japanese army's operations ended.

In this unprecedented war, the Soviet army lost 400,000 people, half of which surrendered, and the Japanese army also lost more than 150,000. Most of these 150,000 people were lost to Chita. But to all the surprises, after occupying Chita, the Japanese army did not continue to attack Ulan-Ude as the outside world speculated, but stopped at Chita, and then divided their troops south to attack Kulun, or Ulan-Batau.

Qiaobashan, who was defeated, was unable to make any effective resistance in front of the Japanese army chasing him, so he threw away Kulun and led hundreds of remaining soldiers to flee to Ulan-Ude.

In this battle, although the Japanese army suffered heavy losses, they got everything they wanted. In the entire Soviet Far East, except for a lonely Vladivostok fortress left, all other places fell into the hands of Japan. Even the Soviet army on Sakhalin Island simply surrendered to the Japanese army in the south after learning that Chita had fallen.

"What are the Japanese doing?" Yang Feng said in a private manor in New York while watching the battlefield video sent from the country by a special plane. According to his prediction, the Japanese army would at least have to capture Ulan Ude and then go straight to Lake Baikal.

"Do you think the Japanese fight in this kind of weather? They can achieve such a result entirely by more than a month of sufficient preparation time. Otherwise, in such weather, there is no need to fight and they will be frozen to death. In addition, all the cities in the Far East of the Soviet Union are close to China's Heilongjiang and along the Ussuri River. The Japanese army's attack distance is short, so they dare to start a war in this weather.

If you look at what their soldiers wear, you will know how much preparations the Japanese army has done. However, in this kind of weather, attacking a perfect defense system that is thousands of kilometers behind them is no different from suicide.

The Japanese were very smart. They stopped when they knew they were good. They captured the Far East by surprise and completely eliminated their worries. After two months of snow melting and all preparations were completed, and then they launched an attack on Ulan Ude. When they watched them go south to capture Kulun, they knew what these guys were trying to do. They wanted to cut off the railway line from Kulun to the north after the spring, and then take the Soviet army of Ulan Ude in one fell swoop." Jiang Baili, who came to the United States with him, suddenly saw the strategic intentions of the Japanese army.

"I don't think so, they might be waiting for Xiaoxi, but judging from this situation, Xiaoxi's thoughts seem to be very impure." Yang Fengzhen said with a smile.

Indeed, almost the whole world is looking forward to the German army and their allies being able to work together, and join forces with Joseph. However, half a month has passed, there has been no movement on the Western Front. Not to mention that the German army launched an attack on the Soviet Union, there was not even a mobilization to the eastern front, and even sent five more divisions to Rommel in North Africa, which surprised everyone.

"He is going to sell the Japanese!" Yang Feng couldn't help but sigh, but it may not be necessary. Xiao Xi is still very loyal. Besides, even if he is willing to let the German army attack the Soviet Union in such a season, even if he is willing, his generals cannot agree.
Chapter completed!