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Chapter 216 Snow Valley Confrontation (1)

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    December 5, 1942, 27 days before the new year, and 20 days until the outbreak of World War II.  The Kuibyshevsky Plateau south of the Ural Mountains, which divides the Eurasian continent, is already covered in silver and snow.  The polar cold wind blowing from Siberia swept across this wild land of ravines. In the white snow, a narrow and curved ravine like a crack in the earth's crust snaked from behind Buzuluk into the depths of the snowfield.  , like dead snakes extending into the messy and huge folds of the Ural Mountains, the misty snow and fog shrouded everything in chaos.  More than a hundred kilometers further west of the valley is the Volga River, which is the European continent.

    In the wind and snow, a helicopter hovered lightly in the airflow, and the tomahawk military emblem on the wings had been covered by a layer of frozen frost.  The pilot, who was wearing warm clothes, was a little nervous. He flew the plane very cautiously, for fear that something might go wrong, because the plane was filled with senior generals from the Fourth Group Army of the Northeast Army.

    The roar of the helicopter's engine was deafening, which made Chu Qiming a little irritable in the plane.  The intelligence from the military department made his heart heavy: the 7th Armored Army of the US Army Lieutenant General Patton was rushing towards the back of the Northeastern Army stuck in Orenburg through the Soviet railway network in the Volga River area. The purpose was self-evident. In order to put an end to the siege  The Soviet troops in the encirclement opened an escape route.  Once the US military participates in the Battle of Orenburg, its Fourth Army will bear the brunt of the attack.  The pressure in his heart and the burden on his shoulders made Chu Qiming worried. At this time, the helicopter's portholes were frozen with frost. In order to see the situation below more carefully, Chu Qiming opened the hatch.  Suddenly, the howling cold wind immediately penetrated the military coats of the generals on the plane, piercing everyone's bones like knives.  Suddenly the officers shivered and tightened their clothes.

    It¡¯s extremely cold and extremely bad weather outside.  Major General Bian, the new commander of the 19th Army who came with Chu Qiming, was so cold that his face turned purple and his nose ran freely.  He looked at the thermometer hanging by the cabin door. It was also covered with thick frost. Major General Bian wiped it with his leather gloves before he could barely see the temperature outside at this time, which was minus thirty-nine degrees!  The officers all gasped hard, feeling that their bodies were frozen, and even their thoughts were frozen, and their brains seemed to be frozen.

    The howling of the wind and snow in the valley was like the howling of ghosts and wolves. A layer of frost quickly formed on Chu Qiming's face and eyebrows, and his snot froze into two strings of ice hanging under his red nose, which looked quite funny.  He remained unmoved and looked down with his eyes wide open.  The rolling snow peaks pierce the sky like bayonets. Huge mountains surround this small town called Kuibyshevsky. The town is located in an open basin in the valley, and all the buildings have been basically razed to the ground.  , the wreckage and ruins were quickly covered by the flying goose feather snow. This was of course the masterpiece of the Northeast Army and Soviet aviation that launched a fierce air battle some time ago.  Except for groups of squirming Soviet residents huddled shivering among the ruins, there is no living thing in this mountain village and this snowy valley.  But Chu Qiming knew that the tranquility here would soon be broken by the U.S. military boots and tank tracks, because this is the place where the U.S. Seventh Armored Group must pass when it attacks Orenburg.  Several roads and mountain roads passing through the Volga River area will converge here, and the US military has to pass through here.  To the north of Kuibyshevsky is the Ural Mountains that stretch for thousands of miles, while to the south is the Volga River region covered with spiderweb-like rivers.

    "Commanderare you preparing to fight an ambush here?" Major General Jin Jiahao, commander of the 4th Army, asked with his upper and lower rows of teeth hitting the ground at high speed.

    Chu Qiming closed the hatch and said nothing.  Major General Wen Xingmao, commander of the 29th Army, said with a blue face: "The terrain here looks good, but it is not suitable for an ambush at all." He analyzed, "The peaks on both sides of this valley are too steep and almost vertical.  , a large-scale force cannot be hidden at all, nor can it carry heavy weapons such as tanks and artillery. Moreover, in order to block the Soviet breakthrough, we are already short of troops. At most, we can only spare two or three divisions and brigades, and what comes is a whole armored  The U.S. troops of the Army Group! Also, the climate here is too harsh. If our brothers hide in this snow, there will definitely be widespread frostbite and death in less than a day and night!"

    Major General Jing Dewen, Chief of General Staff of the Fourth Group Army, said with deep understanding: "Yes, what Commander Wen said is true. When I led the 22nd Brigade into Tibet, the plateau climate was simply a nightmare! Under low temperatures,  The soldiers' ears, noses, fingers, and toes will freeze off as if they are glued to them! How can we ambush the US 7th Armored Group when our brothers are half-frozen to death and have no heavy weapons?"

    "The terrain is actually very favorable." Chu Qiming said with a pale face. Only then did he regain his composure, "This is a canyon.nbsp; "Chu Qiming, commander-in-chief of the Fourth Army Group of the North Road Army Group of the Northeast Field Army of the Chinese National Revolutionary Army."

    Lieutenant General Bradley opened his mouth wide, he could hardly believe it.  But he quickly calmed down: "I am Lieutenant General Bradley, deputy commander-in-chief of the US Seventh Army. What do you want from me?"

    "General Bradley, please say hello to General Patton for me, and wish him a Merry Christmas in advance. In addition, I have a gift for you and your army in the valley. It's a pity that Patton is not in the valley.  .¡±

    Streams of cold sweat quickly overflowed from Lieutenant General Bradley's pores, and an ominous feeling rushed up from his heart. Lieutenant General Bradley quickly jumped off the tank and rushed outside. The blizzard was still raging, and the sky was dark around him.  He hurriedly raised his binoculars and looked around. The shining artillery fire and one after another illumination bombs illuminated the snow valley as bright as day.  At this time, Lieutenant General Bradley suddenly saw dazzling white lights and fireballs flashing one after another on the mountainside of the blade-like peaks around the canyon, followed by waves of rumbling explosions.  in his ears.  Ten seconds later, an even greater roar, like the sky collapsing and the earth collapsing, fell from the sky, like thousands of horses galloping, shaking Lieutenant General Bradley to the point where he almost lost his balance.  He felt that all the blood in his body froze.

    The roaring and gushing ice and snow are flying, rolling and surging all over the sky. The cold breath rolling towards your face is almost suffocating. The snow mountains around the snow valley seem to be resurrected and the giant beasts are shaking their bodies.  Large tracts of white were sliding down the steep slopes like flash floods, like white mudslides, flowing through the rainbow and pressing unstoppably towards the American troops in the valley. Powder of ice, snow, fog and frost rose into the sky together with the blizzard.  The screams of the chaotic American troops suddenly filled the ears of Lieutenant General Bradley.

    "Avalanche! Big avalanche!" Lieutenant General Bradley shouted in horror, and he froze in shock.

    At 4 o'clock in the morning, the "ghost" snow special forces lurking in the mountains on both sides of the Kuibyshevsky Valley detonated a large number of explosives that had been buried in the mountain crevices at the same time, immediately triggering a large avalanche throughout the valley.  Hundreds of thousands of tons of snow rumbled down from the mountain peaks like countless silver waterfalls flying down three thousand feet, crushing two tank divisions and a mechanized infantry division of the US 1st Armored Division crowded in the valley.  All were buried alive.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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