Chapter 703 Comrade, you saved everything last night
At the same time, the Balkan Peninsula, which has been war-torn for the past half month, has also entered the early morning hours.
For the mid-to-high latitudes in the Northern Hemisphere, the effective sunshine duration reaches 15 hours in mid-to-late April.
So at this time, although the sun cannot be seen rising yet.
But the sky is already dark.
In the soft morning fog, a Wazi 469 off-road vehicle with a civilian license plate flashed dim fog lights and sped past on the empty street.
In the co-pilot position, Captain Nikolay Barsak was holding a map of the city in his hand, and was not very skillfully directing a sergeant major next to him who was about to rub out sparks from the steering wheel:< br>
"The one in front of me... is wrong. Go to the right at the next intersection, and then immediately go to the left..."
The nearly 20-year-old jeep is swaying, looking like it could happen at any time. Falling apart.
That is to say, it is still during the "night" control period, and the surrounding power plants and substation facilities have long been destroyed by bombs, so there are neither traffic lights nor traffic police on the street, otherwise such a rampage would probably be impossible. Got stopped.
In the past few hours, the sky above the entire city seemed to have exploded.
At first, the air defense forces, including Barsak himself, used ambush tactics and suddenly fired a half-minute burst into the air.
As Lieutenant Colonel Danny's confidant and white glove, the Captain naturally fully understands the operating logic of this set of things, but understanding is understanding. Logically speaking, it is almost a millennium and he still uses large-caliber anti-aircraft guns for air defense. , no matter how abstract it is, even when he was directing his four cannons to fire, he felt that it was a bit too childish.
As a result, they had just covered the camouflage net, and before they had time to evacuate the fighting position, they saw a huge fireball igniting in the mid-air in the distance, and then slowly falling.
The anti-aircraft gun position and the command post where Danny was located were not at the same angle. In addition, the position was surrounded by ruins and the view was not very good, so he was not able to see clearly what he had shot down.
But since he used what he brought back, it must be another stealth aircraft.
Barsak had originally written down the location of the plane crash, and planned to go there and have a look after evacuating the position.
As a result, that round of artillery fire was like poking a hornet's nest. He had just led his men to find the underground bunker for hiding. He didn't even have time to take a sip of the hot water when he heard the explosions one after another around him. The radio and walkie-talkie also stopped responding, apparently suffering from strong electromagnetic interference.
The captain is very courageous, otherwise he would not have taken on such a task with Wu Yifan before, but being brave does not mean being reckless. Under the circumstances, he still followed the lieutenant colonel's request and stayed underground. Rest in the bunker.
It wasn’t until I woke up after sleeping for a few hours that the explosions and disturbances gradually disappeared, and the surroundings gradually returned to tranquility.
But it was almost dawn at this time, and the Lieutenant Colonel's previous order was for them not to go out during the day as much as possible.
So Barsak struggled for a while.
However, in the end, the bold nature prevailed.
On the one hand, I really wanted to know what I had shot down. After all, judging from the size of the fireball I saw at that time and the gorgeous show effects, it didn’t feel like a mortal thing.
On the other hand, it also feels a bit strange.
Because after the previous wave of crazy and intensive bombing ended, nothing happened in the past few hours.
There was no sound of anti-aircraft fire, no roar of aircraft engines, and no sound of bombs exploding.
There has not been such a long period of silence since the Allied operation began three weeks ago.
So, he entrusted the command of the troops to his deputy company commander, and then took three of his subordinates to find an inconspicuous jeep with a civilian license plate and prepared to take a look at the location he had noted down at night.
"Captain, we are the only car on this road, we won't be targeted by planes..."
A private sitting in the back seat leaned over and asked.
He held an AKMS with the butt folded tightly in his hand. The muzzle of the gun was pointed out of the car window at all times, showing a vigilant look. However, facing the enemy who did not dispatch ground troops at all, This behavior obviously has no practical effect except to embolden oneself.
Barsak originally planned to comfort this subordinate, but after thinking about it, he told the truth:
“I don’t know, but the situation this morning is very wrong. Logically speaking, this situation every day By now, bombs should have fallen."
"Is it because there were too many planes dispatched last night, and they don't have enough ammunition today, or are the planes being reconditioned?"
A second lieutenant on the other side of the back seat also held the same rifle in his hand, but it was not loaded. He obviously knew that in the current situation, this thing was similar to a fire stick.
Barsak shook his head decisively:
"If the opponent had to rest for such a long time if they concentrated their actions once, then we wouldn't have fought so hard..."
Originally The driver, who was looking at the road ahead attentively, nodded in agreement:
“That’s right, we haven’t even bottomed out our ammunition, let alone the other side.”
"NATO is so big, it can't even afford some ammunition and oil, right?"
As a captain, Barsak actually knows that there are not many anti-aircraft missiles left in his country, but this matter belongs to the military Confidential information must not be spoken carelessly. Moreover, the number of missiles was tight. In addition to firing too many missiles in the early stage, there were also reasons for being sent several ammunition depots in succession, so the sergeant major's words were logically correct.
"Anyway, there is no danger in fighting, but I would really feel uncomfortable if I didn't go and see the results of last night... And no matter what the reason is, the other party has not been here for several hours. Well, the risk shouldn't be too great..."
Barsak didn't know whether he was persuading his subordinates or himself.
Fortunately, the second lieutenant behind him changed the subject:
"Look, Captain, that's the position we were on last night. It seems to have been bombed..."
Hearing this, Barsak subconsciously looked outside, and sure enough he found the pile of original The ruins that were used as a cover have now become more and more broken, and green smoke is still rising in the middle. It has obviously been burned for a long time and has just been extinguished.
He didn't know how the other party got here, but it looked like revenge.
"It doesn't matter, it's just a few anti-aircraft guns. If you replace the plane last night, you will make a profit no matter what."
Of course the captain knows that they are not just replacing a few anti-aircraft guns. Instead of one plane, most of the city was lost before several planes were replaced.
But that's all I can do to comfort myself at the moment.
"Wait, why do there seem to be so many people and cars over there?"
The sharp-eyed private had been staring out the window, and suddenly found that there seemed to be a lot of people a few streets away. It doesn't look like a war at all.
"Maybe some building was blown down..."
At this moment, Barsak also remembered that before the unidentified plane was shot down last night, there seemed to be something nearby. There was a violent explosion, but when I thought about it, I felt something was wrong.
The reason why they originally chose this place as an anti-aircraft artillery position was because the nearby blocks are home to international organizations, foreign institutions and media, and the opposing air force rarely comes here specifically. But why is it bombing over there now...
"No matter what, go to the place where the plane crashed and have a look first."
...
Ten minutes later, the jeep parked next to the wreckage that had been surrounded by police cordon.
Not only was there a cordon, there was even a platoon or so of sentries standing guard with guns.
If it weren’t for the large black pile of plane wreckage in the distance, Barsac would have thought he was back before the start of the Allied operation.
"Comrade Captain, please show me your ID!"
The lieutenant wearing a military police uniform stretched out his hand to stop the four people who had just got out of the car.
Barsak took out the ID from his inner pocket and handed it to the other party, while asking a little confusedly:
"It's daybreak now. You guys are standing guard here without any cover. Aren't you afraid of being attacked by air raids?"
"You don't know?"
The lieutenant raised his head.
“What should I know?”
Barsac took his company and hid in a temporary underground bunker for several hours. He didn’t even have a radio in his hand, and he had no idea what was going on outside. what happened.
"The air strikes have been suspended because..."
There were too many things that happened last night, and not everything can be said casually, so he got stuck in the middle of his words:
< br>"In short, it should be relatively safe now, and this pile of wreckage is much more important than the safety of a few of us."
After speaking, he lowered his head and opened Barsak's ID to prepare for inspection.
But I was stunned after just one look.
After a few seconds, the lieutenant looked up again, his eyes full of shock.
He raised the document and placed it next to Barsak's face, obviously comparing the photo with the person.
"What happened? I am Nikolay Barsak, commander of the 1st Company of the 3rd Battalion of the 250th Air Defense Brigade. The photo was taken by me two years ago. I was still very thin at that time..."< br>
The military police lieutenant's breathing became obviously heavier, and he seemed to be a little excited.
“Comrade Captain!”
He raised his hand and saluted Barsak:
"You saved everything last night!"
Barsak was a little flattered.
After shooting down the F117 before, the 3rd Battalion did become somewhat famous within the army, but it didn't seem to be to this extent.
But before he could react, the lieutenant returned the certificate to him, and then lowered his voice and shouted to the other two colleagues next to him:
"Look, it's their unit that shot down this B2 last night!"
"We did... last night..."
Barsak took the officer's ID card and was about to put it back in his pocket , but got stuck in the middle of the action:
“Wait a minute...what did you say we shot down?”
He then looked past the captain’s body and looked towards the distance where he was being guarded. The pile of debris surrounded by lines.
Although it is completely broken into pieces, after what the other party said just now...
It seems...
It does look like a flying-wing bomber...
" Oh my god..."
Barsak's first reaction was to pinch his thigh hard to make sure he was not dreaming.
"Can we...can we go in and take a look?"
He asked tentatively.
“Of course, many people have already come to see it anyway.”
The lieutenant made way without thinking:
“It’s better to say , I didn’t expect you would come so late to confirm the results of the victory..."
Barsac, who had just gotten through the cordon, was too embarrassed to say that he had fallen asleep before, so he had to change the subject:
"And... can you take away some parts of the wreckage as a souvenir?"
< br>He also knew that his request was a bit too much, but once the idea came to his mind, he couldn't get rid of it.
The lieutenant behind him hesitated:
"Of course not in principle..."
Barsak's heart moved when he heard this.
Some things are the same all over the world.
For example -
In principle, if it is not possible, then it is possible.
Sure enough, the other party looked around warily:
"Comrade Captain, we are standing guard and haven't seen anything. You should be more concealed..."
Barsak understood instantly and hurried to the wreckage, circled it twice, and then followed the others. Together, the three people moved away the two remaining, relatively complete fragments...
(End of this chapter)