Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

At four o'clock in the morning, the wind and snow were still raging.

"Attention all troops," Otto's voice came over the radio, "Operation begins."

The 1st Armored Battalion slowly advanced towards the Nev town stronghold, with the tracks of tanks and armored vehicles moving forward silently in the thick snow. At the same time, the 2nd Armored Battalion and the 3rd Mechanized Infantry Battalion had already begun moving towards the preset ambush positions on both wings.

"Maintain radio silence," Otto reminded. "Everything is going according to plan."

Under the cover of wind and snow, the armored forces approached the target like ghosts. Every soldier held his breath, fingers on the trigger, waiting for the order to attack.

"We are still three kilometers away from the target," the commander of the first armored battalion reported in a low voice, "No abnormalities have been found in the enemy's stronghold."

"Very good," Otto checked his watch. "Both wings, report your positions."

&34;The 34nd Armoured Battalion is in place.&;

&34;The 34rd Mechanized Infantry Battalion is moving to the designated position and is expected to arrive in ten minutes. &;

In the snowstorm, the troops of the Northern Division were weaving a huge net. The Nev Town stronghold was like an unaware prey, while the bigger prey - the reinforcements - were still waiting for the opportunity in the city.

"Electronic warfare team, get ready," Otto continued to order, "once the reinforcements enter the encirclement, immediately implement interference."

"Understood, sir."

The armored troops continued to advance in the snow, and every move was carefully calculated. They knew that this operation was not only to capture the Nev town stronghold, but also to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

On this vast snowy plain, a carefully designed tactic of besieging a point and attacking reinforcements is about to be launched. And this is only the first step of the Northern Division's attack on Khabarovsk.

Nev Town Outpost, inside the sentry room.

"Damn the weather," Igor took a sip of liquor, feeling the warmth it brought, "It's more than twenty degrees below zero, even the dogs don't want to come out."

"Stop complaining," Vasily lit a cigarette and took a long drag. "At least we still have alcohol to drink. You know, the vodka in the neighboring company is frozen."

In the sentry room, under the dim light, several soldiers on duty were huddled in a corner to keep warm. The wind and snow outside were hitting the windows, making a humming sound.

"The officers must be fast asleep now," Igor muttered. "Who would launch an attack in this kind of weather? Even the Chinese wouldn't be so crazy."

"That's right," Vasily blew out a puff of smoke, "In this kind of weather, even a mad polar bear would hibernate."

They continued to drink and smoke, occasionally looking out through the frosted windows at the snow and wind. The stronghold was completely silent, with only the occasional footsteps of the patrol passing by.

"You said," Igor suddenly asked, "why do you want to set up a base in such a hellish place?"

"Why else?" Vasily shrugged, "It's an order from above. They said we need to protect the outer defense line of Khabarovsk."

"Protect?" Igor sneered, "In this weather, even if the enemy attacks, by the time they notify the city, we will be finished."

"Stop talking sour," Vasily poured himself another glass of wine, "Come on, drink. What else can you do in this weather besides drinking?"

The two clinked their glasses and continued chatting. What they didn't know was that in this snowstorm, the iron torrent of the Northern Division was quietly approaching. The strong liquor and cigarettes in their hands might be their last enjoyment.

In the core command room, the officer on duty had already fallen into a deep sleep under the influence of alcohol. The occasional noise from the radio could not wake up these soldiers who were paralyzed by the cold night.

This windy and snowy night was destined to be the last night of the Nev Town stronghold.

At 4:30 in the morning, two kilometers away from the Nev town stronghold.

"Attention, all companies," the commander of the First Armored Battalion, Feng Jian, whispered on the radio, "Deploy the formation according to the predetermined plan."

The armored forces began to disperse quietly, forming a huge half-moon in the snow. The tracks of the tanks and armored vehicles were wrapped with special silencers, making almost no sound in the snow.

"First Company, Second Company," Feng Jian continued to command, "advance to the front of the stronghold and prepare for firepower after being exposed. The Third Company will provide cover on the left side, with heavy machine guns ready."

"The armored vehicles are following," he checked his watch, "and they are to stay fifty meters behind the tanks. Once they start firing, they will immediately deploy and form a firepower net."

In the wind and snow, the armored forces were like lurking beasts, approaching the unsuspecting prey step by step.

"Snipers," Feng Jian ordered the sniper team, "Prioritize clearing out the sentries on the watchtower. Once the operation begins, they must not be given a chance to raise the alarm."

"Understood, sir." The snipers had already set up their rifles and were observing their targets through their night vision scopes.

"There are still ten minutes left," Feng Jian looked around at his troops, "waiting for the division commander's order to attack. Remember, we are bait, but that doesn't mean we have to be restrained. When it's time to fight, we have to give them the biggest blow."

The armored troops continued to advance in the snow, and everyone was on edge. They knew that they were responsible for a key part of the entire plan to siege and attack the reinforcements.

Nev town stronghold, outer outpost.

"Hey, Igor," Vasily nudged his companion with his elbow, "Don't fall asleep, the commander will scold you."

Igor did not respond, but just shook his body slightly, and then slid to the ground silently.

"Damn it," Vasily muttered, "you drank too much."

He reached out to pull Igor, but felt his hand was wet. Looking down, he saw a bright red bloodstain.

"Igor!" Vasily cried in horror, his heart in a panic. He realized that Igor was not drunk, but was shot.

"Enemy attack!" Vasily reacted suddenly and reached out to grab the military whistle hanging around his waist.

However, just as he was about to blow the whistle, there was another soft sound in the darkness in the distance. Vasily felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the whistle in his hand slipped weakly.

He staggered back a few steps, and the world in front of him began to blur. In his last consciousness, he saw a dark shadow approaching quickly on the snow in the distance.

But it was too late. The sentry's alarm had not sounded, and the Northland Division's assault had already begun quietly. In the snow and wind, the troops of the 1st Armored Battalion approached like ghosts, ready to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

Nev Town stronghold, in the darkness before dawn.

"Open fire!" Feng Jian's order came through the radio, breaking the silence of the snowy night.

Instantly, the tank guns of the 1st Armored Battalion roared in unison, and the shells cut through the wind and snow, heading straight for the fortifications of the Nev Town stronghold. The flames of the explosion bloomed in the darkness, and the deafening sound echoed on the snowy plain.

"Forward!" Feng Jian continued to order, "Suppress the enemy's firepower and cover the infantry assault!"

The heavy machine guns on the armored vehicles began to fire, and bullets poured out like raindrops, tearing through the enemy's defense line. The infantry followed closely behind, and with the cover of the tanks, they quickly advanced towards the stronghold.

"Snipers, clear the targets on the high ground!" Feng Jian commanded the sniper team, "Don't give them a chance to counterattack!"

Snipers hid in the snow and accurately shot and killed the commander and the operator of the fire point in the stronghold. The enemy's counterattack became chaotic and disorderly.

"Second Company, outflanking on the left wing!" Feng Jian continued to dispatch, "Third Company, outflanking on the right and cutting off their retreat!"

The armored forces were like a sharp blade, quickly tearing through the enemy's defenses. Fire and smoke intertwined, and the entire stronghold fell into chaos.

"Electronic warfare team, start jamming!" Feng Jian ordered, "Cut off their communications and prevent reinforcements!"

Electronic jamming equipment began to operate, paralyzing the enemy's communication system. The reinforcements could not get the news in time, and the entire stronghold was isolated and helpless.

In this carefully planned raid, the Northern Division demonstrated unparalleled tactical proficiency. In the snowstorm, the battle raged, and the fate of the Nev Town stronghold was sealed.