Age of Rebirth

Facing the remnants of the No.30 Seventh Army of the Soviet Army, they desperately broke through the siege. The three infantry brigades of the Outer Mongolia Field Corps, together with the No.11 Brigade of the directly subordinate regiment, fought in the blocking battle in Gurban Sai Khan. The sky is full of bullets, bombs are like locusts, smoke and dust are everywhere, and flesh and blood are flying everywhere. The battlefield is like a boiled porridge, evaporating fresh life.

Struggling desperately, the No.30 Seventh Army of the Soviet Army, the craziest breakout, did not make any progress. The blockade line in front of me was like a copper wall and iron wall. Lieutenant General Hipporif, the commander of the army, looked at the stalemate battlefield, a heart that had already sunk into the bottom of the valley, and fell more and more into a darker abyss. The child became more and more ashen-like dim.

"If in the northern part of Saiyinshanda, when the battle just broke out, your own artillery is not destroyed by the artillery of the independent division, if you don't order the tank troops of the group army to continue to serve as the rear guard, blocking the independent division troops that are chasing after you, if the artillery And tanks, whichever one is left, is the blocking position of the independent division in front of you still an obstacle?" Lieutenant General Hipporif thought sadly.

The answer is of course no. The cruel reality is that all the artillery, tanks and heavy equipment of the No.30 Seventh Army were lost during the devastating bombardment by the artillery of the independent division at the beginning, and then lost during the hasty retreat. In the hands of Lieutenant General Hipporif, he couldn't even make up an artillery company. In the world, there are not so many ifs and assumptions, only the cold reality. heart.

Just when Comrade Commander was dejected, a senior staff officer, smelling of gunpowder all over his body, came in and reported: "Report to Comrade Commander. The troops that broke out suffered heavy casualties. It is difficult to break through, and even our soldiers cannot approach the position. The commanders of each army asked whether they could suspend the attack and readjust the deployment. Concentrate all the troops, adopt a focused attack method, and break through a little, otherwise, the troops are very likely. All consumed in Gurban Sai Khan!"

The senior staff officer's words completely ignited Lieutenant General Hipporif's hysteria. "What? Suspend the attack? Adjust the deployment? Stupid pigs - they are all stupid pigs without brains! Think about it. Will the Chinese give us the time to adjust the deployment? Behind us, chasing after us, is ten Thousands of soldiers from the Independent Division, thousands of tanks, you want me to give an order to suspend the attack?" He roared furiously, spitting coldly.Spray it in the face of this senior staff officer.

"Time, what we lack the most is time! The Chinese don't give us time, any hesitation and hesitation will ruin our last hope, convey my order, and not attack at any cost. If the army commander suspects me I will let him be the first to rush to the front! Hurry up!" Lieutenant General Hipporiff roared, his eyes were red, he even drew his pistol, and shot back and forth on the senior constable's forehead. Gestures, if there is a big disagreement, it means to open your head.

The senior staff officer was so frightened that he was shaking all over, and he ran away like hell, muttering to himself while running, "It's over, Comrade Commander is crazy, he has lost his mind, and he can't even listen to correct opinions!" Under the circumstances, this suggestion is absolutely reasonable. If the attack is frustrated and the troops suffer heavy casualties, they should readjust their deployment and find an effective way to break through. However, this time and place is not the right time.

It is reasonable for Lieutenant General Hipporif to get angry. There is an interception in the front, and there are pursuers in the back. It is imperative to break through the enemy's blockade in front and escape from the road. Although he is crazy, his idea is still correct, but he did not stop As a result, the damn blocking position of the Chinese, like an iron gate, lies across Gurban Sai Khan, blocking the passage of the group army to retreat to Kulun. It seems that the No.30 Seventh Group Army is about to be destroyed here. He has already See clearly the outcome of the battle.

Within more than an hour, the Soviet army completely adopted the crowd tactics, and did not pay attention to the rhythm of the attack. Groups and groups of Soviet soldiers, like moths throwing fire, rushed up one by one, and fell one after another. Under the dense fire net of the No. 11 Brigade, the three infantry brigades of the Outer Mongolia Field Corps, they were smashed into sieve holes by the rain of bullets, and torn to pieces by the dense shells and grenades.

Many soldiers of the Outer Mongolia Field Corps who participated in the Gurban Sai Khan blocking battle, after the battle, when talking about the battle situation to their comrades in other brigades, they almost said a few words, "Good guy, that was miserable, the fight was soft , The barrel of the gun is all red! At a glance, there are old Maozi soldiers everywhere, bloody corpses, blood everywhere!"

Such bloody blocking battles are commonplace for the soldiers of the No. 11 Brigade directly under the corps. There is nothing to talk about, for veterans like them who have seen big scenes, it is just an unusual battle!

Lieutenant General Hipporif, who had fallen into hysteria, desperately squeezed out the last bit of blood, and frantically attacked the blocking positions of the Outer Mongolia Field Corps. All the orders were only one, "Attack—attack regardless of casualties!" He gathered a unit, collected it, organized it into the next offensive echelon, and continued to attack. His order made this humble town in southern Outer Mongolia—Gurban Sai Khan—become the No.30 Seventh Army of the Soviet Army. meat grinder.

More far-reaching significance is that the cruel and bloody Gurban Sai Khan blocking battle has become a battle that cannot be ignored on the growth of the Outer Mongolia Field Corps, especially the three infantry brigades, after the baptism of war, they have grown rapidly. As the main brigade of the Corps, according to post-war statistics, at least 6 Soviet soldiers fell on this tens of kilometers long front, becoming strands of innocent souls on foreign lands.

God is obviously not on the side of Lieutenant General Gushiporiv, ​​the commander of the No.30 Seventh Army of the Soviet Army. The god of fate has not seen his hysterical madness, nor has he seen the blood of the Soviet soldiers staining the earth red. , Corpses everywhere, time is everything, more than two hours later, when the corpses of Soviet soldiers had covered the icy land of Outer Mongolia, the moment that decided the fate of the No.30 Seventh Army of the Soviet Army finally arrived.

The other three infantry brigades of the Outer Mongolian Field Corps, which were chasing up from the left and right wings, rushed to Gurban Sai Khan, and without breathing a breath, the troops went straight into the battle. When Ren Zhaoquan came to the report, he looked up to the sky and laughed happily, "Hahaha! Old Maozi's No.30 Seventh Army, let's see where you go this time!"

Ren Zhaoquan is full of confidence. He already has seven brigades in his hands, with more than 10,000+ troops, especially the old main force of his No.11 brigade. The number dropped sharply to less than 6. As for the morale of the troops, it was not at the same level. In fact, Ren Zhaoquan had an approximate judgment in his heart when he saw the corpses of Soviet soldiers everywhere through the telescope without reporting from the various troops.

The following three infantry brigades of the Outer Mongolian Field Corps joined the battlefield, bringing not only a doubled increase in troop strength, but also the most important morale. Now that I have capital, it should be my turn to fight back, perhaps, before the frontal pursuit troops of the Outer Mongolian Field Corps arrive, they will have already eaten the Soviet army!" Ren Zhaoquan thought.

Putting down the binoculars, Ren Zhaoquan said to Chief of Staff Fu Dechun with murderous eyes in his eyes: "Chief of Staff, order the brigades to organize the troops, and after half an hour, launch a full-line counterattack against the Soviet army! Tell the few members of the Outer Mongolia Field Corps Brigadier, all our forces must be used, no reserves will be left!"

The offensive momentum has been lost, and it is no longer as crazy and fierce as before. However, under the strict order of the group army headquarters, it is still weakly maintaining an offensive posture. However, all Soviet officers and soldiers know very well in their hearts that the attack, It's nothing more than maintaining a hopeless illusion, but Gurban Sai Khan's independent division troops on the blocking line, even this last illusion, must be completely shattered.

Half an hour later, in front of the blocking position of the Outer Mongolian Field Corps, the Soviet soldiers who were unable to attack and did not dare to retreat. The rain of metal bullets was no longer spouting, and the uninterrupted shells no longer fell from the beginning of the battle. The battlefield fell into extreme silence in an instant, but this silence only lasted for less than 3 minutes. With the blue-gray eyes of the Soviet soldiers, they saw in horror that countless figures jumped up from the ground, with tongues of fire spitting out from the muzzles of their guns, sweeping towards them like a wild wolf!

The six infantry brigades of the Outer Mongolian Field Corps, which has an advantage in strength and morale on the battlefield, are directly under the No.11 Mechanized Infantry Brigade of the Corps. The remnants of the group army launched a full-line counterattack!

The Soviet soldiers who had no more fighting spirit would collapse at the first touch. Lieutenant General Hipporif put down his binoculars dejectedly. He knew that the No.30 Seventh Army had no hope at all. At this time, no matter what he did, it would be futile. Surrounded by a large group of high-ranking officers, all of them were ashen-faced, with a feeling of imminent disaster. Farther away, groups of soldiers retreated in panic.

"Where are we going to retreat? There are still 10,000+ independent divisions chasing after us!" Lieutenant General Hipporif chuckled nervously and murmured, "Comrades, the outcome of the battle is already obvious. We have failed. The No.30 Seventh Army will no longer exist, I will not be a prisoner of the Chinese, and you should not be a prisoner, comrades, for the sake of the Soviets and Comrade Stalin, we should have our own choices!"

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