The decisive battle against the Third Reich

At four o'clock in the morning, ten Dragon helicopters started their engines.

The twenty propellers roared one after another, then changed from slow to fast and quickly turned into a blurry disk. The airflow disturbed by the propellers was everywhere in the airport.

"I wish you good luck!" Alexander shook Qin Chuan's hand: "We are waiting for news of your victory!"

"Thank you, Colonel!" Qin Chuan replied.

Conrad came up and hugged Qin Chuan, and said, "Major, although I have always disapproved of what you did, I believe you will do it and look good to those Bolsheviks!"

Qin Chuan nodded, and then the soldiers who were already prepared made a gesture and ordered: "Get on the plane!"

The soldiers lined up in groups of twenty and boarded the helicopter with guns in hand, closed the hatch, and then took off one after another with the permission of the tower and flew in a wedge shape toward Stalingrad.

Qin Chuan looked at the time, four eleven, and grasped it very accurately.

The time was calculated repeatedly in order for the helicopter to fly to the sandbank before dawn.

This of course has its positive significance... Helicopters flying in the night can easily hide their whereabouts so that they will not be discovered by the Soviets and intercepted with anti-aircraft fire along the way. However, when arriving at the sandbank, the helicopter pilot needs light to identify the landing point, and this is also convenient for assault. The team quickly captured and controlled the sandbank.

Of course, this raises a problem: it is difficult for the helicopter to distinguish the path forward in the night, and the sound of the propeller will also attract the attention of the Soviet army.

However, this problem was quickly solved:

"We can use artillery fire to cover up the sound of helicopters!" Qin Chuan said, "At the same time, we can guide them!"

Conrad nodded and said: "A good idea, let the artillery fire extend forward at the speed of the helicopter. However, this requires training of the artillery, otherwise their shells are likely to knock down the helicopter!"

As they spoke, the two turned their attention to Alexander.

Alexander agreed immediately: "No problem, I'll finish it!"

So, when the helicopter took off, German artillery fire bombed Stalingrad in the distance, and the bursts of fire told the helicopter where to fly.

And this direction coincidentally is the direction of Mamayev Hill... After much thought, I finally decided that Mamayev Hill is the most suitable as a breakthrough path. This is mainly because there are few buildings in this area, so it is hidden in There is correspondingly less anti-aircraft firepower in buildings.

On the contrary, if you insert it into the sandbar from other locations, you may enter the central ferry where anti-aircraft firepower is intensive.

Regarding this intersection, Werner couldn't help but say: "Isn't that the defense area of ​​the 21st Armored Division? When we fly over them, I wonder if those guys will notice us!"

"Come on, Werner!" said the baker, "you'd better hope they don't notice us!"

"Why?"

"It's very simple!" the baker replied: "No one has ever seen this helicopter of ours, so they can't tell the difference between friend and foe. Do you understand?"

Werner couldn't help but said "oh".

The baker is right that there are issues of confidentiality and identification involved.

The two are actually contradictory:

In order to prevent the plan from being known to the enemy, it must be kept secret from everyone, especially our own troops fighting on the defensive line, because there is a high chance that they will be captured by the enemy and then spread the news to the enemy's ears.

However, if it is to identify ourselves and the enemy, we must tell them that the German army has equipped them with new aircraft. Otherwise, in this era, the enemy is more distinguished by the aircraft model. If you look at this aircraft and have never seen it before, you will not notice the "cross" sign on the cabin and assume it is an enemy aircraft.

"Don't worry!" Qin Chuan said, "We have already informed them!"

"How did we notify them?" the baker asked curiously.

"We tell them!" Qin Chuan said: "If you see something strange in the sky... don't be surprised, and don't attack, the sky is always under our control!"

The baker nodded.

Such an order is still appropriate. Even if the Soviet army obtains this information, it will gain nothing. If anything, it's "weird stuff."

Alfredo, who was looking out the window, suddenly shouted outside: "Hey, look...what is that?"

The soldiers all looked out the window and saw a huge black figure standing in the night sky, with a huge gun barrel like a factory chimney raised in front of them.

"Dora!" The soldiers couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's 'Dora'!"

"I saw it and it was a big one!"

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but at this time "Dora" made a loud noise, and a burst of fire and smoke came out of the barrel. Apparently, a shell had just been fired in the direction of the Soviet army.

This made the German soldiers on the helicopter cheer and scream loudly.

Qin Chuan was a little bit amused by this group of cute soldiers. They didn't act like soldiers who were about to enter a life-and-death fight. Instead, they looked like they were taking a helicopter for sightseeing.

But this doesn't seem to be a bad thing, because it allows soldiers to enter the battlefield without stress.

Perhaps this is why they act like this, to relieve stress.

Amid the soldiers' exclamations, the helicopter entered Stalingrad. Artillery fire seemed to extend in front of them. Because the helicopter was moving at high speed and the flames and smoke had a certain delay, the soldiers on the helicopter, including Qin Chuan, felt that they were rushing into the artillery fire. Sometimes they could even feel the surging air waves from the irregular ups and downs of the helicopter.

Qin Chuan couldn't help but complain in his heart... I must tell Alexander when I go back that these artillery fire covers are too close.

However, it seems that this cannot be blamed on the artillerymen. They are completely fighting according to their feelings and data, and many of them are low-performance M1910 artillery captured from the Soviet army. Their accuracy can be said to be impossible to master.

Finally, the helicopter followed the artillery fire through Stalingrad and came to the surface of the Volga River.

Once we got to the Volga River, we could no longer use artillery fire to cover and guide the plane, because the shells exploding in the Volga River would raise columns of water and spread mist, even spraying on the glass in front of the cockpit, further reducing visibility and increasing the risk of crashing.

At this time, all the covering troops could do was to fire a flare at the sandbar from a distance.

The pilot turned around and shouted, "One minute and thirty seconds left!"

"Prepare for the rappel!" Qin Chuan ordered loudly.

It was time to test the results of the training.