Age of Rebirth

Tang Qiuli, the commander of the independent division, said that on the front line of Checheerleg, Battelle's armored troops, Yang Ketian's East Pointing troops, and the three mechanized brigades directly under the corps, blocked the deployment of the Soviet army head-on, based on the commander of the Soviet Transcaucasus Military Region General Kurykin is a veteran on the battlefield with rich experience, and it is very likely that he sent some troops to make a tentative attack.

Since we want to lure the enemy to go deep and let the main force of the Soviet army go south to attack Kulun with confidence and boldness, we must put on a frontal block. The natural barrier is also the only terrain that can be used in the north of Kulun. It is in line with the routine to prevent the main force of the Soviet army from going south.

Therefore, defensive facilities such as fortifications, trenches, artillery holes, and shelters must not be missing at all. East Pointing Chief of Staff Yang Ketian scratched his head after listening to the teacher's words, and said with a smile: "Master, is it just for show? There is no need to spend so much effort, right? Maybe a few hours after the start of the battle, it will turn into a counter-offensive, and the troops marched forcibly without a good rest for several days. With this effort, it is better to let the soldiers sleep well!"

Tang Qiuli glared at Yang Ketian, and said seriously: "Ketian, think about the problem too simply. If Kurykin sees a flaw, the main force of the Soviet army is hovering on the south bank of the "Se" Lengge River, not daring to go deep. An ambush will turn into a frontal counterattack. You are the chief of staff of a division commander, and now you are the chief of staff of a corps-level force. You should know the difference between an ambush and a frontal assault. You can't have this kind of thinking!"

Yang Ketian stuck out his tongue, and quickly said: "Master, can I listen to you? To be honest, I feel panicked with your serious face!" Then.The staff officer who called in to accompany him gave a few instructions, emphasizing the problem of the troops' construction of fortifications, and Tang Qiuli's expression eased. [

When Tang Qiuli was talking with Yang Ketian, Battelle never interrupted. Seeing that the two had finished talking about the main issue, Battelle looked at Tang Qiuli eagerly, hesitated for a while, and said, "Brother!"

Tang Qiuli was taken aback.This is on the battlefield, according to Battelle's quality, there should be no private address, although this "Brother" made me feel warm in my heart.But it doesn't match the atmosphere and environment, what's wrong with Battelle?

Seeing Tang Qiuli looking at him in surprise.Battelle continued embarrassingly: "Brother. Is there anything to eat? I almost haven't had a full meal a day!" Not the commander of the armored troops of the Independent Division, the commander of nearly [-] tanks, in front of his brother.The expression of a child is alive and well.

Yang Ketian on the side didn't feel much when he talked with the teacher just now.Hearing what Battelle said, he immediately felt that he was burning with hunger, and he was so hungry that he said hurriedly: "Yes, Commander, Commander Battelle and I haven't slept well or eaten well for the past few days. I finally saw you, and the moment I relaxed, I felt like I was starving to death!"

Tang Qiuli felt a pain in his heart, and he blamed himself secretly. Battelle and Yang Ketian were "forced" by his several telegrams a day, so that they wished they could grow wings and fly to their destination. Perhaps, in my subconscious mind, my younger brother who has experienced the baptism of war is no longer a child. In fact, my younger brother is not yet 22 years old.

Tang Qiuli blamed himself, patted his forehead, and said, "Hey! How can you say that, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, and the two major generals are so hungry here, it seems that I can't afford to pay for it." It’s like a meal, Chief of Staff Wang, hurry up and tell the cooking team to prepare something quickly! There must be mutton!”

Tang Qiuli did not forget that his younger brother prefers to eat mutton, which is a national habit, and he followed him as a child, and he ate it smoothly. After listening to the teacher's words, everyone burst into laughter, and there was a happy atmosphere in the room.

Battelle smiled childishly, showing his white teeth, and his eyes were full of warmth. Yang Ketian couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said, "I'm lucky. I've been eating the dry rations for several days. How delicious are they?" , There are enough times, not to mention, when the teacher mentions mutton, I feel like a bird is about to fade out of my mouth!"

Wang Jun suppressed a smile, and just as he was about to leave, Mei Xuemen came in, followed by three cooking soldiers, who were preparing the steaming food, glanced around with big black eyes, and said with a smile: "As soon as my brother and Chief of Staff Yang come, I will I guessed it, the two must have not eaten, let the cooking team prepare it first, promise, grab the mutton!"

Tang Qiuli laughed and joked: "I said Director Mei, it would be a shame to let you be the director of the news department, I think it is quite suitable to be the director of the logistics department, Yuhe, consider my suggestion! "

Mei Xue gave her husband a white look, smiled, and asked the cooking soldiers to put the food on the kang table. Battelle hurriedly stood up, and said kindly, "Second sister-in-law, thank you for your hard work!" Mei Xue nodded and smiled, her eyes full of doting.

Yang Ketian was not as casual as Battelle, and called out respectfully: "Director Mei!"

Tang Qiuli waved his hand and said: "Don't be polite, hurry up and eat, and then rush back to the army. You go first, and the division headquarters will also leave in a few hours. It was agreed in advance. Don't leave my headquarters behind." , making it too far from the front line!"

At three o'clock in the morning on September 27, dozens of armored command vehicles, radio vehicles, military jeeps and trucks, with their bright headlights on, stopped at the gate of the Outer Mongolia Frontier Defense Army headquarters. Shanhu gave the order to start , the soldiers of the special guard and the guard brigade, and then, the personnel of various departments of the division headquarters, boarded the car in an orderly manner.

Tang Qiuli came out of the house, took a deep breath of the clear air in the late autumn night of Outer Mongolia, stretched his arms comfortably, and did a few chest expansion movements. His mind was cleared, and his whole body was surging to go to the battlefield again passion.

Mei Xue chased him out from the house, took a military windbreaker, dressed him carefully, and reluctantly told him: "Pay attention to your body, eat meals on time, the weather is cold in the morning and evening, wear more, and , don’t lose your temper when something happens!"

In fact, Mei Xue also knew that these words were superfluous, her husband had never seen such a big storm, and there was a mountain tiger by her side, but she still wanted to say it, as if she felt empty without saying these words.

Mei Xue said something, and Tang Qiuli nodded in agreement. He felt the warmth from his heart. His wife's childish attitude was seen in his eyes and warmed his heart. After Mei Xue finished nagging, Tang Qiuli saw that at dawn In the dark night before, his wife's eyes shone like morning stars. He hugged his wife tightly, then turned and strode away.

The long queue formed by the convoy passed through the quiet streets of Kulun, the lights pierced the darkness of the night sky like sharp swords, and drove directly to the north. Mei Xue stood in the yard like this, motionless for a long time, until the car The sound of the motor disappeared so that he could no longer hear it, and his heart also became empty. With a slight sigh, he walked back to the house slowly. [

This night, in the northern part of Outer Mongolia, the torrent was surging, and it was not quiet. The independent division had more than 20 horses. According to the order of the division headquarters, in the dark night, on the vast grassland in the north of Kulun, on the Hagen High As far as Baiyinchagan is concerned, a large net has been laid.

The dawn of September 27 in Outer Mongolia came quietly, and the eastern sky was a little white. On both sides of the Selenge River, the cold air was wrapped in water vapor, covering the earth with a layer of mist. Everything was so quiet. The whistling sound of the river became more and more clear.

General Kurykin rubbed his swollen temples, his mind became dizzy, and he slept very badly at night. Yesterday's offensive failure and the loss of the air force kept entangled in his mind. With the current state of the troops, It was not suitable to continue the attack. In other words, General Kurykin himself felt that Qianlu was at the end of his skills and had almost exhausted all the tricks and methods that should be used. The position of the independent division troops on the opposite bank was still an unbreakable fortress.

The safest course of action is to wait for reinforcements from the Far East Front Army to arrive, concentrate all troops and firepower, and forcefully break through again. However, a telegram from the General Staff Forced me to give up this idea.

In the telegram, Marshal Petroshilov, Chief of Staff, did not reprimand him too much, nor did he mention the responsibility for the air battle failure. Restless, "Comrade Kurykin, Comrade Stalin is in Moscow, waiting for the news of the victory at the front. When the leader summoned me, he said, please comrades of the General Staff, send Comrade Kurygin a calendar that I am using!" "

Comrade Stalin’s words are more powerful than scolding yourself. Why did you give yourself a calendar? It reminds yourself that at the end of September, the order to conquer Kulun cannot be changed or shaken, and the time left for you There are still three days, you can figure it out!

General Kurykin could even imagine the cold tone Comrade Stalin had when he said this. So what about the marshal with outstanding merits? He is not called a "traitor, traitor", and he will be shot if he says he will be shot. If Cullen cannot be taken down by the end of September, Comrade Stalin will not even need to give himself a shot. You can easily make yourself disappear.

The mere fact that the battle is unfavorable can kill him, and he walked out of the tent aimlessly. The cold air outside did not make him full of worries. The mist made my heart even more congested.

Lieutenant General Zirenenko, chief of staff of the military region, appeared beside General Kurygin like a ghost, and said: "Comrade Commander, the telegram from the General Staff tells us a piece of information that cannot be ignored. Comrade Stalin is very concerned about the progress of the war. If not, what should we do?"

(to be continued) (to be continued...)

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