At midnight, several kilometers away from the still burning Iyar Station, a bunch of sleeper-fueled bonfires were shining in the small *** surrounded by several flying wolf chariots, and two wooden frames were erected on the fire, one roasting horse legs, and the other hanging a steaming lunch box - this was the first time in three days that a dozen officers and soldiers surrounded by the fire and covered with dirt had the opportunity to eat hot food.

The battle that began at dusk has finally come to an end at this time, and Li Ruishi, who was staring at the roasted horse's legs in a daze, has changed back into his charcoal-black Guards uniform, and there are still traces of river mud on the dried cuffs and trouser legs, but it doesn't matter, there are no gendarmes here to check the appearance, and there is no need to keep his whole body spotless in order to be summoned by Her Majesty the Empress at any time-

This is the feeling of the front line, this is the world that I have always wanted to return to, but this is not destined to last long.

Li Ruishi was eager to drink, but it was forbidden to drink alcohol during the battle, but he was given some bottled soda to prevent diarrhea and heat stroke, and Li Ruishi asked the orderlies to fetch it and distribute it to the hungry and exhausted armored soldiers around the campfire—thanks to them for tonight's battle.

The light of the fire leaked out through the cracks in the chariot, shining on the corpses of men and horses, cannons, and wagons scattered everywhere.

The cannonball that overturned the floating raft on which Li Ruishi was riding during the day should have been fired from here.

This tightly fortified position, which was surrounded by trenches and barbed wire, with more than a dozen artillery pieces deployed, was instantly shattered by six flying wolf chariots that attacked in a roundabout way, and the follow-up troops were able to cross the river safely, thus quickly breaking up the resistance of the Russian troops around Ayar.

Except for one tank that lay down due to mechanical failure when rushing through the trench, this assault detachment commanded by Lieutenant Zhong Yi, deputy commander of the 1st Company of the 1st Battalion of the 1st Brigade of the Armament, did not encounter greater trouble, and most of the Russian troops on the position dropped their artillery and fled in all directions as soon as they saw the tank rushing closer.

Even if this is not enough. The results were still remarkable, at least until this time, Li Ruishi no longer had to worry about the follow-up troops repeating his fate.

Everything on the battlefield is simple, and bringing out the best food and drink to entertain them is the most real thank-you gift.

Fresh horse legs taken from dead horses, sprinkled with salt and greased, roasted on a bonfire, until the skin is golden and crispy, each cut with a bayonet and eaten, with garlic, green onions, onions, tomatoes, green and red peppers, which are rare in the front, accompanied by mish, sweet sauce, and hot sauce. Add some seized cheese to roughly take into account everyone's taste. The lunch box was cooked with good Jiangnan rice, the rice was fragrant, and Li Ruishi also took out a whole box of precious Shaanxi jujubes from the special ration of his regiment headquarters, and he had a large handful in his hand, which was appetizing just by looking at it.

It wasn't long before the orderlies brought in a whole box of soda. Distribute a bottle to each person. Li Ruishi got up and raised his bottle: "Thanks to all of you here today, the operation can go so smoothly, especially thanks to Company Commander Zhong and Platoon Commander Qiu......" "It is the deputy company commander." Twenty-three-year-old hereditary Lieutenant Zhong Yi of Wuzhen Gong corrected with a smile.

Li Ruishi nodded and smiled: "One day I will become a company commander, don't worry about this for now, in short, you will eat and drink well tonight, sleep well, and make new contributions tomorrow, I originally wanted to drink with you, but it is not appropriate to indulge during the battle." For the time being, water is used instead of wine - Li is here to pay tribute to the brothers. Thank you very much. ”

Qiu Yipeng pretended to be angry, jumped up, patted the bottle and shouted: "Commander Li said this, he just looked down on us, and he had nothing to shirk when he was a soldier. Since I did it with the first group in the world. If you don't make a name for yourself, how embarrassed to see people from that turtle shell! ”

Zhong Yi immediately followed and said, "Platoon Commander Qiu said it well. I have seen so many commanders, and I don't know what to do, I feel that Commander Li is the most scored, fighting, and being a man, all of them are first-class, I propose, for the first regiment in the world, for Commander Li, cheers! ”

"You think so highly of Li, Li has nothing to repay, and he will be useful to me Li in the future, just give orders. It's just that Li is shallow in his morality, how can he afford you to toast to Li, I propose, for Her Majesty the Empress, for the victory of the empire, cheers! Long live the Empire! ”

"Cheers! Banzai! ”

Around the bright and hot bonfire, the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic and excited, the heroism of the warriors, the sympathy of the heroes, at this moment, has nothing to do with alcohol...... Two fuselage-painted landing aviation 209 squadron marked Yundian fighters flew over the sky, one on the left and one on the right, respectively, the squadron leader Captain Yang Zhiyong and the wingman of Lieutenant An Jingshi, circling around Aleesk in a low voice, as if cheering for the friendly troops below, and as if they were throwing flattering eyes at the enemy planes that are always hovering at high altitude, and gasping again and again: "Come on, I'm here, come X ...... me"

Thousands of meters behind them, under the cover of the clouds, Lieutenant Lin Ying and Warrant Officer Yang Fei of the same squadron drove the same fighter plane, carefully following them.

Yang Zhiyong, who offered to use himself and An Jingshi as bait, did not have a complete grasp in his heart, after all, he was indeed shot down yesterday, although he repaired the oil pipeline in time after the forced landing and returned to the base smoothly, but this does not change the fact that he was defeated in the battle.

Although he is not used to seeing the bohemian Lin Ying, Yang Zhiyong still has to admit that his life was saved by him, if Lin Ying hadn't appeared in time, he would have set off fireworks with people and planes, and I am afraid that the body will be difficult to find.

However, self-centered people have absolutely no future in the army that emphasizes coordination and integration, Yang Zhiyong deliberately asked Lin Ying to take the new "rookie" as an "ambush", just to cultivate his sense of responsibility and collective spirit, and also hope that Yang Fei, a tender and whitish rookie, can grow up faster - at least, he can survive this battle.

Yang Zhiyong just wants to save the lives of as many rookies as possible within his sphere of influence, whether he has the opportunity to become a trump card or not, as long as he survives, it has irreplaceable significance for themselves, their families, the army and the empire.

Suddenly, the wingman rushed in front of Yang Zhiyong and shook his wings sharply.

Following An Jingshi's gesture, Yang Zhiyong took out the ink-coated glass from his chest pocket, covered it in front of his eyes, and looked in the direction of the sun, sure enough, the enemy plane was hooked!

Come on, it's time to verify, Lin Ying, Yang Fei, it's up to you! Climb ^ book ^ net, this chapter is first published by "".