Chapter 1292 Farewell, Northern Sky (first update, please subscribe)
What happened?
Although three days have passed, for many people in Baghdad, they still feel like they are in a dream.
What happened?
No one knows.
Even Abdullah, who is the chief of the Baghdad Police Department, does not know what happened. At this time, in the office, he is still going to work as usual as before.
Just like when the uniform change occurred a few years ago, he was just doing his duty...performing the work of a puppet on a string.
Because she was a little bored, Abudula walked to the window and looked out the window with her hands behind her back.
In the center of the street, among the bunkers made of sandbags piled haphazardly, parked was a thirty-seven millimeter anti-aircraft gun. The slender barrel with shining black metal luster was not pointed at the sky, but pointed at the street. On the streets, there are still some car or tank wreckage.
A few Iraqi policemen in green uniforms leaned weakly behind sandbags, and occasionally cast their eyes on the group of children playing games on the roadside.
At this time, gunshots were faintly heard from the distance again - it was the royalists fighting fiercely with the leftists or nationalists. They each controlled parts of the city and then attacked each other. Among them, both Armed civilians, as well as military personnel.
This is Baghdad, a capital that has lost its backbone and is in chaos.
Abudullah returned to his British-style desk. He didn’t know who it originally belonged to, but after the revolution a few years ago, like many people, his There are also some more luxuries in the office.
Let’s continue working and deal with some official matters.
Just as Abudula was preparing to fulfill his personal responsibilities, he found that he did not know where to start.
Just like that, the police chief sat blankly at his desk and stared at a pile of documents.
In the past few days, he has done everything he should and can do, and now none of the remaining problems he can or has the power to solve.
In fact, Baghdad is now in a state of anarchy - not to mention that high-level government and military officials such as Qasim and Arif have been targeted for elimination, and even the mayor and others have been targeted. When the royalists attacked, they either disappeared or died in the attack.
Now, he, the chief of police in Baghdad, is actually the highest-ranking local official. He has not been attacked. I am afraid it has something to do with his neutrality - the royalists do not think he is a threat. Similarly, the left-wing and those ethnic groups ists don't see him as a threat.
“Damn, what am I supposed to do?”
"Dong, dong dong."
Just as Apodula was worrying about his desk, the door rang at the right time, rescuing him from his depression.
“Come in.”
Abudula straightened the collar of his military uniform, and then said loudly.
“Director, there is someone who wants to see you!”
At this time, someone came in. When he saw the guest who came in, Abdullah opened his eyes wide and said:
"Colonel Hussein, didn't you go abroad? Now..."< br>
“Now I am back, as the messenger of His Majesty the King, Abdullah, my friend, the King is about to return to Baghdad!”
Hussein looked at his old friend, The corner of his mouth raised slightly:
“Now, it’s time for you to make a choice!”
choose?
What to choose?
Of course you have to take sides, on the side of the king or in front of those on the left.
Abudula looked in the other direction, and could vaguely see a red flag. That was the Soviet Embassy. Now Nanyang has intervened, but the Soviet Union has not responded at all.
What is the best thing about being a puppet?
Even if you can clearly distinguish the situation, the king's side must have the upper hand in the current situation!
After thinking about it, Abudula said:
“You know, I have always been loyal to the king in my heart!”
As he said this, Abudula still glanced at the red flag in the distance with his peripheral vision.
Will the Soviets... get involved?
"Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, what happened?"
In the embassy, the ambassador called Ivanov and asked loudly.
"What happened that day? How did their missiles hit those buildings? How could they avoid the surrounding buildings and directly clear everyone..."
As an ambassador Ivanov had too many questions he wanted to know, and Lieutenant Colonel Khalenkov, an officer, and other officers also had various questions. "Who knows? According to the limited information, we know that their missiles all flew at ultra-low altitudes. Some people even saw the missiles flying. The accuracy of those missiles is very high and they can accurately hit a person. A gas tank or even a car ”
Kharenkov didn't know if that was true, but that didn't matter right now.
"They used missiles to destroy all the Iraqi radar stations and communication facilities, and then their planes destroyed the airport and all the planes were unable to take off."
"Take off? Those pilots basically They are all royalists, comrade Lieutenant Colonel."
Even Ivanov, as ambassador, knew how unreliable pilots were, and he said:
"It doesn't matter. , Comrade Ambassador, the question now is, what should we do?”
Looking at the ambassador, Kharenkov said:
"There are hundreds of our comrades in Baghdad. What should we do now? Now the Nanyang and the restored king's army are attacking Baghdad, and those Iraqis have no The idea of resistance, even in Baghdad, half of the city fell to the king, now, what should we do?”
When asking the ambassador, Lieutenant Colonel Kharenkov, who was once The brains of pilots who participated in the Great Patriotic War are still in extreme shock.
He participated in the war and even fought all the way to Berlin. He once drove a La 7 and fought with German jets over Berlin. He thought that was the most extreme way of war.
But what about now?
Kharenkov felt everything was like a battle in a science fiction novel. In the first moment of the war, Nanyang's missiles destroyed almost all important facilities, including radar stations, ammunition depots, and oil depots. This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that they destroyed the leadership of Iraq.
From senior government officials to military generals, Iraq without command is like a headless fly. Facing the war, they are completely at a loss. Many people even fled the military camp with weapons and joined the army. The royalists.
Three days have passed now, and there is chaos everywhere. Baghdad is in chaos, and so is the army!
Damn, is this a war?
Kharenkov doesn’t know, but he knows very well that the way of war has been profoundly changed!
At this moment, an intelligence officer suddenly opened the door and walked in and said:
"Ambassador, there is news from the police station that they have defected to the royalists..."
Suddenly Ivanov was stunned by the news, and then he cursed and said:
“Damn Kassim, he should cleanse everyone, these traitors, traitors... …”
While scolding Qasim for his weakness, Ivanov looked at Kharenkov and said:
"Lieutenant Colonel, where is your plane? Is it still at the base? Has it been damaged? If possible, you and others should evacuate from the airport first!"
"Mr. Ambassador, they have been destroyed with bombs After arriving at the airport, our plane suffered no damage, but without a runway, it cannot fly at all."
After thinking about it, Khalenkov said:
"But, maybe, we can! Try it on the grass between the runways. After all, the An-12 transport plane can take off in bad conditions!"
"No, we have to evacuate all our people immediately! I will let them! Let’s all meet at the air force base. You must be prepared!”
Habu Baniya Air Base!
Although there was no chaos in the base at this time, the Iraqi soldiers did not have any favorable impressions when they looked at the Soviets. Most of these soldiers, especially the pilots, were trained during the King's era. They were basically They all tended to the king, which is why some officers in the base fled, because they knew exactly where this place was - the base camp of the royalists.
Now, Kharenkov and others are surrounded by a group of Iraqi soldiers holding AK47s - there are several corpses on the ground, the corpses of Soviet soldiers. Just a few dozen minutes ago, they had An attempt was made to destroy MiG fighters in boxes, but their attempt failed!
“We can help you leave, but the plane must stay!”
Major Khalid looked at Kharenkov and said:
"Those planes belong to Iraq."
As a member of the royalist party, after learning about the situation in Baghdad, Khalid immediately contacted his friends and took control of the base, bringing all the The aircraft have been protected, especially the sixteen MiG-21s. Although only one has been assembled so far, it is the best aircraft for Iraq.
“You know, I can’t make you any promises.”
Lieutenant Colonel Kharenkov said directly:
“We will definitely destroy the aircraft. Yes, this is our responsibility!”
They have tried, but failed...
Looking at the bodies of several comrades on the ground, Kharenkov said:
“We need to take them away with us, Major. , I hope you can allow it.”
Now that their attempt has failed, they will not be held accountable for returning to the Soviet Union. It is time to consider their own safety.
"No problem, but from now on, you and your friends can only stay in the room. When all of your people arrive, you can leave by plane. If your plane can fly from the grass Take off.”
Two days later, three An-12 transport planes took off from the airport. Nearly 500 Soviet soldiers and civilians were crowded into the cabin. When the plane took off, Lieutenant Colonel Kharenkov glanced in the direction of Baghdad, and then said to himself Said:
"We still lost Iraq after all..."
(End of this chapter)