Chapter 1052： Autonomous Republic of Azerbaijan

The Iranians are crazy!

The Iranian commandos are not afraid of death. They used to be defensive, but now they have launched a counterattack!

The street fighting in the past few days has made the Soviet army very nervous. After seeing the Iranians rushing past, the Soviet soldiers also shot. Almost at the same time, people screamed and fell. Every moment, there was The living life is disappearing.

Relying on the spirit of not being afraid of death, the Iranian soldier rushed to the Soviets. With the rifle in his hand, it was too late to load new bullets. So the Iranian soldier picked up his gun and poked it directly at the opponent!

The bayonet pierced the opponent's body. When the bayonet was pulled out, blood splattered and splashed on the Iranian soldier on the opposite side. He wiped his face with a sleeve, carrying a **** bayonet, and continued murderously. Towards the next goal.

The machine gun in Zaif's hand is also unstoppable. The machine gun cannot be bayonet. Now, he holds the machine gun upside down and directly uses the wooden **** against the opponent's forehead. Swipe over!

The five-big and three-thick Soviet fighters were also angered, so the two sides fought with their hands on this area that had been destroyed. They had red eyes and ignored everything. Then there was nothing, and they had to use their teeth. Bite the opponent's neck to bleed!

At this moment, everyone has become a beast.

In the end, it was the Soviets who failed. They left corpses all over the ground. The defeated Iranian commando continued to charge forward!

From here, there was no Soviet line of defense. They immediately got behind the Soviets, then quickly maneuvered around the city and ran towards the back of the Soviets on the central line of defense.

For them, fighting to the end is their only mission!

This night, blood and corpses were everywhere in Qazvin City, and both sides were completely blushed. The casualties this night actually exceeded the sum of the past few days!

However, the biggest battle actually did not erupt in Qazvin, but in another city that has calmed down!

Tabriz.

The fall here is quite fast, and at the same time, the establishment of a new government here is even faster.

At this time, in the government building in Tabriz, a group of people were celebrating.

"Our Autonomous Republic of Azerbaijan has been established. From now on, we will unite around Moscow and work hard for the future of Azerbaijan!" Sitting at the top is a Soviet, in his forties. Jafar Bishevari, now, after elections, he is the Prime Minister of the Autonomous Republic of Azerbaijan!

Now, he is also the chairman of the Azerbaijan People’s Party, and everything in Azerbaijan is completely under the control of the Soviets!

With the control of the entire Azerbaijan region, the Soviets finally did not have to worry about their own Baku oil fields. At least they could deploy a large number of fighter jets in the Azerbaijan region. If the Germans dare to take off from the Middle East to bomb their own side, at least they still have enough intercept airspace.

"Prime Minister Jaafar, we will definitely unite around Moscow and work hard." The few people present were all loyal Soviet puppets. During the period of Iranian rule, they were nothing but struggled for the independence of Azerbaijan. Now that the Soviets have come and Azerbaijan has become independent, they are very encouraged. At the same time, they have also become the heads of the various agencies of the Azerbaijani government, and they have to work hard.

"Well, let's celebrate with a toast now!" Jaafar said, raising his glass.

The people present were not so devout believers, and they would secretly drink some Persian fine wines on weekdays, not to mention on this occasion. They picked up their wine glasses, and a spicy smell irritated their nostrils.

Is this wine?

It enters the mouth, it is hot, and then enters the stomach, all of a sudden, the whole stomach is burning, like a fire!

"Cough, cough." Suddenly, two people coughed.

Seeing Jaffar's heart happily, he sullenly said: "Drinking is to drink all in one mouthful, just like me."

As soon as he raised his head, a glass of wine entered his stomach. This feeling was very comfortable. As an old man, he just likes to drink, and he wants others to drink with him.

A glass of wine entered the stomach, and the Azerbaijani puppets who were present already had a groggy feeling in their minds. At this moment, their eardrums seemed to have been stimulated, and they made a roaring sound.

It seems that the ground swayed along with it? Drunk, I must be drunk!

Jafar was not drunk. He heard the booming noise outside, and he was taken aback for a moment. What happened?

"Prime Minister, Prime Minister, it's not good!" At this moment a subordinate ran in staggeringly: "The Iraqi army has entered! The Iraqi tank unit has entered ours. Downtown!"

Iraqi army? Hearing this, Addalton understood that what Iraqi army is, it must be the German army. I really didn't expect that the German army would no longer be sneaky, but would come directly to trouble him!

How to do?

Lead the army to resist? Don't be kidding, there are fewer than three hundred Soviet troops in Tabriz!

Due to the urgency of fighting on the front lines in Qazvin, almost all the Soviet troops that entered Iranian territory moved to Qazvin. In Tabriz, only the Azerbaijani People’s Army was recruited, with a total number of 8,000, but What kind of stuff these eight thousand people are, Jafar knew very well in his heart that they were all stuff like the old gangsters!

Relying on them to resist the German invasion? In Qazvin, only a small number of Germans drove the Iranian army, and the terrible fighting power broke out. Now, in Azerbaijan, there is no possibility of resistance!

Looking at the fools who fainted after a glass of wine, Jaafar quickly issued an order: "Retreat, let's retreat!"

"Boom, boom, boom." On the streets of Tabriz, the roar of the "Nufield-Free" V-type 12-cylinder aero engine echoed. On the diamond-shaped small turret, the 57mm tank gun was constantly searching. Suspicious target.

In fact, when they abandoned the barracks of the defenders in the outskirts of Tabriz and fired a few shots, they could no longer find the target. This made Iraq's independent mechanized brigade quite proud.

Yes, they are the Iraqi tank unit, newly equipped with imported new equipment, Crusader tanks. ()

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