Chapter 172 Li Yunlong: World War II version of Flooded Seventh Army

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"The Central Group Army is fighting with us on the front line, and there are currently more than 500,000 people defending on the front line."

"The most terrible thing is that there are about 70,000 people from Hans's 1st Armored Division, staring at us due north."

Li Yunlong felt a little headache. How could these bastards form a semi-surrounded state?

Who can bear such a beating?

Calculating this way, I have more than 200,000 people to fight against an army of 700,000 to 800,000 people!

What a fucking fart!

"Do you think we should still fight this battle?"

The staff put down their pens, knowing that Li Yunlong wanted to back down.

Lin Feng happened to come over and frowned when he heard this.

"Stop playing tricks on them. I heard that you specially asked for an engineering force. What do you want to do?"

Li Yunlong chuckled, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't hide it from his four brothers.

"I want to imitate Guan Yu."

Li Yunlong ordered 80,000 people from the front echelon of the Zabaikal Military Region to attack from the front as quickly as possible.

“It just needs to create a lot of buzz.”

"Later echelon, you go down the river and see which way home is the fastest."

Everyone is stupid, what does Li Yunlong want to do?

Could it be that he wanted to kidnap these people and escape?

That night, Li Yunlong asked the engineers to start digging the river bed.

It was winter now and there was no way to dig, so Li Yunlong had no choice but to have people bombard the open space with cannons, and at the same time cut through the ice to introduce water into the river.

"I need your modern technology to get some napalm."

Throw it in for me. "

Lin Feng ordered the transport plane to drop a large amount of napalm da

, Li Yunlong personally taught them how to drop bombs into the water.

Burning ice quickly filled the reservoir and looked like a lake.

"Fourth, I'm going to go down in history."

Lin Feng smiled and nodded,

The next morning, Li Yunlong commanded the troops to attack and completely exposed his southern side.

Hans's Southern Army was already close to the river channel dug last night, and was preparing to forcibly cross the river while it was frozen.

"You are finally here, you idiots!"

Li Yunlong saw through the telescope that the Southern Group Army had sent troops. When they ran to the middle, he ordered the artillery to fire artillery shells.

"Change my napalm da

Launch it! "

The explosion and combustion caused the ice to crack. Water was also diverted from the river due to pressure issues.

Moscow was led ashore with its back against the roaring waters of a large river.

This is winter. The Southern Group Army could not resist and retreated desperately.

However, the rear echelon of the Zabaikal Military Region, a total of 100,000 people, had been waiting all night. Seeing the enemy's defeat, Li Yunlong's order was for them to retreat as well.

"This is a good opportunity."

When his subordinates were unwilling, Li Yunlong directly ordered that anyone who dared to disobey be shot on the spot.

These are the troops that Zhukov personally ordered to be handed over to Li Yunlong. How can anyone dare not listen?

After retreating for ten kilometers and climbing up the hillside, the commander of the Zabaikal Military District finally came to his senses.

"Standing on the hillside, setting up the machine guns. I finally understood what his intention was, and I saw that the enemies had been reduced to bastards by the water!"

Li Yunlong also issued an attack order at this time, and the anger of 100,000 people was vented against the Southern Group Army.

Teller would never have dreamed that he, just meddling in Andrew's problem, would lead to such a big revenge!

If all the support from the Southern Army Group were wiped out here, Teller's Southern Army Group would only have 100,000 men left. Let alone attack, even the defense line would be a problem.

With the war in this state, the Southern Group Army had no chance to withdraw even if it wanted to. The weather was freezing and the river was raging.

Half of the people lost their ability to fight, and the tanks and cars were stuck in the ice and snow.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and before they could launch an attack, they were frozen into piles of ice.

There were some shrewd ones who withdrew from the battlefield in advance, but only a few thousand of them.

Looking at the comrades who were frozen into ice sculptures, they shuddered. They all had one question, when did Mao Xiong get such a terrifying commander?

This fighting style is really too tough!

Either don't take a move, or make a killing move, killing them all without leaving a trace.

The commander of Zabaikal Military District felt cold sweat when he saw the scene before him.

If Li Yunlong fought against them, what chance would he have of winning?

When the Southern Group Army was settled, Li Yunlong's ambition was finally exposed.

"Gather superior forces to destroy the Southern Army Group, and then eat the Northern Army Group. The remaining people in the middle will be surrounded by a pincer offensive. Can we be undefeated?"

Lin Feng was very satisfied. This result was almost the same as what he had calculated.

Zhukov had been watching, and when he heard that Li Yunlong had flooded the Southern Group Army, he couldn't sit still.

"Increase the fruits of victory, everyone joins the counterattack, and not a single soldier is left in Moscow!"

Zhukov personally ordered that nearly 800,000 troops under his guard were all committed to the counterattack.

The 1st Armored Division in the north was surrounded by Zhukov's troops before they could react.

They had no choice but to break out towards the south. Li Yunlong deliberately opened an opening and waited until these guys drove the tank in front of the ice sculpture.

Seeing my comrades who were frozen to death and the frozen tanks for more than ten kilometers, it felt like someone had poured cold water on my head.

Cold sweat broke out, but 100,000 people from the Baikal Military District were waiting here.

The First Armored Division was completely surrounded. Seeing that there was no hope of breaking out, Li Yunlong directly persuaded them to surrender. As long as they surrendered, they would avoid death.

The 1st Armored Division also wondered why the commander had not seen his information?

But still choose to surrender...

Zhukov encircled from the north, and Li Yunlong led 200,000 troops to encircle from the front and south.

Hans never thought that such a thing would happen.

When Zhukov discovered the pincer offensive, he was just one step away from encircling 500,000 enemies.

"Breakout towards Moscow!"

Von Bock was already aware of the problem, so it was impossible to escape through the gap.

Others disagree.

"A rush to Moscow is bound to be a dead end, and we can't do that."

Von Bock sighed.

"It seems that luck is not on our side, because I, the assault commander, did not do a good enough job. Order the troops to advance towards Moscow!"

Ginger is still old and spicy, and Moscow is already an empty city. Von Bock led more than 200,000 of his men in a surprise attack, rushed to the vicinity of Moscow and retreated north.

None of the remaining 300,000 people ran away, and all were surrendered.

This is Li Yunlong's battle to become a god, with 200,000 people cooperating with Zhukov to disrupt the enemy's offensive.

With 2,000 casualties but 300,000 enemy kills, Mao Xiong didn't know what words to use to praise this hero.

Li Yunlong also wanted to chase Feng Boke, but Lin Feng quickly stopped him.