Chapter 871 Thank you for your efforts
The second bomb exploded soon next to the first crater, slightly off center, which turned out to be a good thing.

Therefore, friends who often shoot heavy machine guns know that heavy machine guns cannot be shot too accurately.

The entire section of the bridge collapsed directly into the river, leaving a group of people at both ends in a mess from the explosion, completely unable to react.

At this time, in the command post of the important town about ten kilometers west of the bridge, not to mention the division headquarters that had not yet fled here, even Commander Zang San who was stationed here heard the huge explosion.

"what happened?"

After a while, a subordinate rushed in: "Report, the bridge over the river in the east has been blown up!"

"Blow it up? Impossible! Even if they use planes, there is no way they can hit it without large-scale bombing. There are anti-aircraft guns defending there, and a small-scale dive bombing can't penetrate it at all. Moreover, it's night time, no matter what kind of bombing method they use, it's impossible!"

Dive bombing at night is undoubtedly an act of seeking death. Not to mention whether you can fly at night, even if you can fly, it is definitely not suitable for dive bombing.

As for the horizontal bombing, forget it. If it weren't for the strategic nature of Li Mei's barbecue, which was indiscriminate and the whole city was a target, then it would have been basically a waste of time that night.

After thinking it over, the commander felt that this was completely impossible.

"It's true, our bridge was really blown up!"

"That's the special forces! Special forces! Search them! Find them no matter what!"

He hadn't finished venting his anger when two more explosions were heard in the distance.

In fact, the comrades on Kunpeng had already seen the condition of the bridge clearly and confirmed that the bridge had been blown up.

"Command post, this is Kunpeng. We have visually confirmed that the bridge has been blown up, and the bridge deck between the second and third piers has completely collapsed. Should we drop the remaining two bombs on the enemy's command post?"

The command center was in a town about ten kilometers away from the bridge, and the approximate range was also known. In the eyes of the comrades on the bomber, this was a very tempting target.

"No, there are many ordinary people in that town. We can't take the risk!" Their suggestion was flatly rejected by their comrades in the command center. War is not just about fighting and killing, but also about considering many things.

"Okay, then we request to return with the ammunition."

"No, let's do this. You blow it up again and make sure they can't repair it within two days." The comrade at the command center ordered Kunpeng.

The weapon operator looked at the display screen and saw that the bridge had many piers and more than one section of bridge deck.

"Kunpeng understands!"

So the Tu-16 turned around and dropped two 7kg bombs onto the bridge from 500 kilometers away.

This time, the first bomb directly collapsed the bridge deck. This precise strike caused heavy casualties to the enemies on the bridge who had not yet evacuated. However, the second bomb missed and exploded about 20 meters away from the bridge. The blast wave did not cause any other impact except blowing away some enemies.

"Reporting to the headquarters, the bridge deck between the third and fourth piers has collapsed. Please give instructions!"

"Well done, let's return!"

At midnight that day, comrades from the Joint Headquarters in Beijing and the Plateau Front Headquarters were holding a black and white photo, grinning from ear to ear with joy. This pocket was finally tied in advance!
At the enemy's north bank command post, the enemy commander sat down dejectedly.

He knew very well that if the bridge was directly cut off by Lord Dong, the troops here would have only one fate: being surrounded and attacked, and completely annihilated.

Judging from the battle situation during the day, the scattered troops on the periphery could not withstand the fierce attack of the enemy. Some troops did not even resist, but fled back here directly.

He could guess that the Western Brigade had been completely destroyed. Since noon, there had been basically no news or reports from any of the troops over there.

The commander of the Western Brigade sent him a telegram before abandoning his troops and fleeing, but no news has been received from him since then, and he has not escaped back.

This made the top commander, who was stationed on the north bank of the river and commanded all the troops here, feel terrified.

No, I can't be captured, and I can't be beaten to death. This is not a slap on my butt, this is a slap on the face of us, Sindhu!
For the sake of Sindhu, I must escape as soon as possible!

"It's over, it's all over. Call a helicopter! Let's evacuate!"

He shouted to his entourage, then he grabbed the phone and gave the last order to the division commander who had just escaped here.

"I will take a helicopter to the south bank of the river to organize defense. You stay here and organize the defense of this important town on the north bank. Hold on and wait for help. As long as you hold on, you will have a chance!"

The division commander who had just escaped from our attack at the fastest speed had no smile on his face, but was thinking MMP in his heart.

The military strength and command personnel of this town are very strange. As the most important town in the western section of the SND area, it even has a higher organization than the division headquarters, but the actual troops are probably two battalions plus an artillery regiment. It can barely be regarded as a division, or in fact, it is about the same as a brigade.

Therefore, it was not an exaggeration for his superior, who was going to organize the defense on the south bank of the river, to ask him to directly command these troops. Originally, he was in charge of a division headquarters, and he happened to be the commander of this division headquarters.

But he had no choice. This was an order. At least for the time being, he had no way to resist. He accepted the order with his nose pinched.

If the war was going well, he would be very happy if he could get two battalions and an artillery regiment to reinforce him just after losing the Western Front Brigade, but he couldn't be happy in the current situation.

It is true that he has more than 3000 people on his side, but just yesterday during the day, he also had another 3000 people on his side, but yesterday in one day... no, yesterday in half a day! Only one in ten of these 3000 people survived.

When the time came morning, at eight o'clock we announced to the world that we could no longer tolerate it and formally launched a self-defense counterattack against Sindhu.

Most countries around the world were buzzing when they heard the news.

No, how come the world suddenly became so lively overnight?

The two biggest guys are now sailing bumper boats on the pirate sea, and the two big guys from Asia suddenly started fighting.

In other words, it’s not called a fight, it’s called a one-sided beating.

Naturally, since Zang San was beaten into a fool, it was impossible for him to announce any results for the time being. The information we announced became the only news.

"…In the battle on the 20th, our soldiers fought bravely, fearless of sacrifice, dealt a heavy blow to the enemy, and dealt a heavy blow to the invaders' arrogance. According to incomplete statistics, in yesterday's battle, our army killed and wounded 2200 enemies on the eastern front, captured 700 enemy soldiers, completely wiped out the Shannan Western Front Brigade of the Sindhu invaders, and killed the enemy's brigade commander, Brigadier General XXX."

That's right, the brigade commander who seemed to be missing to Zang Saner was killed by a rifle-mounted grenade thrown by the soldiers we were chasing in the middle of the night. Fortunately, the grenade had limited power and was basically intact.

"…On the western front, our troops successfully eliminated 28 enemy strongholds, killed more than 230 enemies, and recovered some lost territory…"

"...In yesterday's battle, a total of 57 officers and soldiers of our army on the east and west fronts died for the country, 189 were wounded, no one was captured, and no one was missing. Here, we express our deepest condolences to the officers and soldiers who died, thank the wounded soldiers for their heroic efforts, and condemn the imperialist behavior of the Sindhu invaders..."

The international mainstream still has more faith in our battle reports. No matter what they say, that is all for propaganda purposes. But deep down, even the enemy still maintains a high degree of trust in our battle reports.

Those Dongda people don't play tricks.

As for Zang San’s own newspapers and news, they are quite lively.

Of course, they will accuse us of this kind of thing, but when it comes to fighting, they are still tough.

Dongda, this is a sneak attack! We have not failed, our people are still fighting, the situation is not as Dongda said...

At the same time, they called on their allies to provide them with political, economic and military assistance. For this behavior, the leader of an African country mercilessly ridiculed Zangsan.

The general translation is: "You can't remember that you are the leader of the Non-Aligned Movement only when you are not being beaten."

The most interesting thing is that for such a small conflict, they actually started a national mobilization... This is really confusing. For us, let alone fighting the dirty three and the monkeys, even when we fought the 17-nation coalition ten years ago, we didn't say it rose to the level of national mobilization.

Isn't it just a special military operation? No matter how large the scale is, it is just a special military operation and has nothing to do with national mobilization.

However, for Zang San, it was a different story. They were really scared.

Although they were tough in their external propaganda, they were very clear that the ace brigade they placed on the western front of Shannan was wiped out in just a short time.

Think about New Delhi, which is only 500 kilometers away... Why don’t we mobilize quickly?

When Gao Zhendong went to work in the morning, he saw our statement about the counterattack in the Daily News. He didn't care how badly the Heart Three were beaten. There could be no other result. It was just a matter of a few people running away.
What he cares about is our loss.

When he saw the number of casualties, he felt sad, but also a little happy.

Nothing he does will change the outcome of the battlefield, because the fact that we will win is unchangeable.

But he only wanted to do one thing first: sacrifice as few comrades as possible.

A total of 57 people died on the eastern and western fronts. This number was definitely an order of magnitude different from what he knew in his previous life.

"Hahahaha~~~~~~" He laughed very happily in the office, even a little unscrupulous. This was something worth being happy about!
The comrades outside were surprised when they heard Gao Zhendong's laughter, but then they thought about today's newspaper and were immediately relieved. It was normal that Chief Engineer Gao could not help himself.

Before Gao Zhendong had finished laughing, he received a call from the leader of the National Defense Work Committee, who said, "Comrade Zhendong, thank you for your hard work."

(End of this chapter)