My own war game

Chapter 367 East-West Confrontation
Chug tug tug! ! ! !
Puff puff! ! !
The armored vehicles behind began firing, and machine gun fire kicked up clouds of dust on the road.

The Soviets are catching up!
For reasons of confidentiality, it was impossible for Rebrov to release these prisoners through official channels, so his agreement with He Chi was to help them get cars and documents, relax the guards nearby, and try to delay any potential pursuers.

It seems that something unexpected happened during the execution and the Soviets arrived earlier than planned.

A truck carrying equipment and dozens of people could not drive very fast, and the armored vehicle behind it quickly caught up. Although there was still some distance, the two sides were visibly getting closer.

"It's too late!" He Chi glanced at the pursuers behind him, calculated the remaining distance, then turned the steering wheel and drove a few trucks down another road.

"Where are we going?!" Jima asked loudly, covering her ears.

"At the beach, the time is almost up, keep your eyes on the radio!" He Chi had just finished speaking when the sound of a machine gun interrupted the conversation between the two.

"The time has come? What time is coming?" Jima was confused, but still obediently turned on the radio and kept watch.

The pursuers were getting closer and closer, and the sea in the distance was also visible.

Zi La~ Zi La~
The radio started to get noisy.

"Hello... sizzle... hello... sizzle..., this is... this is Minerva... repeat, this is Minerva..."

Does this sound familiar?

Margaret?!
"Margaret, why are you here?!" Jima couldn't help but pick up the intercom and asked.

"Zizi...what's wrong?! Zizi...I'm the on-duty communicator today, do you have any objection?!" The voice of the little princess on the other side suddenly became sharp.

"Why are you still arguing at this time!" He Chi grabbed the intercom and said, "Margaret, Minerva must surface urgently. Tell Obert to pull out all the test subjects! Get them all out!"

"Zizi... I get it... Emergency ascent, Professor, why did you ask you to pull out all the test subjects..." Margaret's voice, shouting at the top of her lungs, was heard from the intercom.

The communication was lost.

Bang! Bang! Bang!! Pop!

Bullets were still being fired. At this time, the armored vehicle behind was about 400 meters away, which was about to reach the effective range of the machine gun.

"Drain the ballast water, the buoyancy is gradually increasing, the output power is at its maximum! Minerva urgently surfaces!"

Huge waves rolled on the sea, and the huge nuclear submarine emerged from the water again.

The Soviets also discovered the situation here.

"Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, what should we do?" The driver of the command vehicle asked the officer next to him.

The leading lieutenant colonel hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Keep chasing! No matter how big the submarine is, it won't have heavy weapons."

Normally, the lieutenant colonel's judgment is correct. The 25mm rapid-fire gun on the top of Minerva does not pose much threat to armored vehicles at this distance.

But today's situation is a little different.

A dozen people crawled out from the top of the submarine, each carrying several not-so-long pipes, and then quickly assembled them under the watchful eyes of the Soviet army.

The tubes were arranged in groups of twelve, and some were installed hastily, with people appearing a little flustered.

No higher than the neck, no lower than the hips, and no wider than the shoulders, a row of rocket launch arrays, each with an area no larger than that of a person, appeared on the back of the submarine at an unimaginable speed.

Based on the drawings provided by He Chi, Oberth researched, developed and improved the experimental weapon, which was produced in small quantities on Treasure Island.

A replica of the original Chinese-made guerrilla rocket launcher, with cannons on board!
The pitch-black gun barrel was pointed in the direction of the Soviet army, and a flare rose in the sky. Woohoo! Woohoo! Woohoo! Woohoo! Woohoo!

Accompanied by flames and screams, the Soviet lieutenant colonel's vision was surrounded by artillery fire.

With a very characteristic scream, dazzling arcs were drawn in the air, and the 107mm rockets covered the front of the Soviet armored vehicle troops like a curtain of rain.

Boom boom boom! ! ! ! !

The ground continued to shake as if it was being stepped on continuously, and flames were everywhere in the smoke and dust.

A gully similar to one that had been "plowed" appeared in a space of hundreds of meters, with craters distributed regularly around it.

There are 12 rockets in a group and all can be launched within 7 seconds. One vehicle is equivalent to the power of a howitzer battalion, and this time there are three groups.

The two parties in pursuit seemed to be divided into two lines by a pen made of artillery fire from the sky.

The front row of Soviet vehicles were smashed to the ground like broken matchboxes, and the armored vehicles at the back stopped moving forward. They didn't understand why they saw this kind of fire suppression similar to that of Katyusha on a submarine.

Half a minute later, the almost frightened Soviet army began to reverse and turned to flee in the direction they came from.
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Guderian woke up in Minerva's infirmary.

"Sir, how do you feel? You had some heart problems before." He Chi helped the old man up and stuffed a pillow under him.

"Sorry, I seem to have caused you trouble." Guderian, who had just woken up, shook his head and sighed.
"When I was young, I just felt uncomfortable occasionally. I didn't expect it to develop into this. It seems that I am really old."

The old man looked around at the furnishings and asked, "Are we on a boat?"

"To be precise, it's in our submarine. It will arrive near Copenhagen later, and you will disembark there. It's not convenient for us to contact NATO countries, but don't worry, someone will pick you up."

"Where to go next?" Guderian asked.

"Bonn will be the capital of the Federal Republic of Germany. The Americans hope you can go there. The Federal Republic of Germany's Ministry of Defense has reserved a position for you." He Chi carefully observed the other party's condition while speaking, fearing that he would fall again.

After a moment of silence, Guderian shook his head and said, "I don't want to be a defense minister. Germany shouldn't be like this."

"what do you mean?"

"He, do you have any extra seats here?"

In the spring of 1949, the Berlin incident was successfully resolved. NATO claimed that it had successfully rescued more than detained German civilians and held a special press conference in Copenhagen, Denmark.

The Soviet Union claimed that it released the suspected spies through third-party channels out of humanitarian reasons.

Although the war of words is still going on, any discerning person can see that both the Soviet Union and the United States have temporarily put away their claws in Europe, and the fact that the total number of transferred personnel is less than that does not seem to be a big deal worthy of concern.

On May 1949, 5, the American, British and French occupation zones merged to form the Federal Republic of Germany, with its capital in Bonn.

A few months later, the German Democratic Republic was established in the Soviet occupation zone, with Berlin (Eastern Zone) as its capital.
In August, news came about the explosion of the Soviet Union's first atomic bomb. Beria, who was in charge of the work, was awarded the Stalin Prize and was officially included in the list of Stalin's successors.

With this as the dividing point, the Cold War situation began to take shape.

Politicians are concerned about tensions between the East and the West.

He Chi, who had already moved to a small island in the Atlantic Ocean, was also in a bad mood.

One morning, when he walked into the house, sheets of drawings were flying in the sky like snowflakes, and the spider robot KITT was holding six pens and doing a strange dance on different papers.

(End of this chapter)