Age of Rebirth

In the southeast of Outer Mongolia, the exposed gravel of the Gobi Desert and the green pastures in the distance constitute the strange dual colors of this land. The summer breeze blows, and the temperature in the afternoon is sultry and irritating. The Mongolian Field Corps has more than [-] soldiers, ready to go, and has entered a state of attack at any time.

Major General Sun Zhenbang, the commander of the Corps, and a group of staff from the Corps Headquarters stood on an isolated hillside. The vast battlefield spread out in front of him. Large-caliber artillery and tanks stood in the sun. Reflecting the luster of the metal, the blazing sun shines down unobstructed, and everyone's military uniform is stained with sweat. A staff officer saw that the commander was sweating profusely, and wanted to hold up an umbrella for him, but He was forced to retreat by Sun Zhenbang's cold eyes.

At this moment, Sun Zhenbang's heart was burning like a fire. More than [-] troops from the Corps, plus a large number of subordinate troops, entered the attack starting point. It has been more than four hours, but there is no order to attack. The acting commander, Zhao Yuhe, sent several telegrams in succession, ordering the Outer Mongolian Field Corps to wait for orders and prepare to attack at any time!

Sun Zhenbang understood what this was for. The task of annihilating the border guards of the Kwantung Army was not originally part of the Outer Mongolian Field Corps. The reason why he assumed an offensive posture across the board was to force the border guards of the Kwantung Army on the opposite side to be in a state of high tension and unable to divide their troops. Now it seems that the purpose of attacking the directly subordinate corps that appeared behind them has been achieved. According to the report of the front-line commander, the Kwantung Army troops on the opposite side have entered a state of preparation.

Sun Zhenbang was somewhat dissatisfied with Zhao Yuhe. It stands to reason that the corps directly under it was basically ready an hour ago and could launch an attack.Such inaction will drain the morale of the troops. "I don't know what Chief of Staff Zhao is waiting for? I have more than 30 soldiers, exposed to the scorching sun. Non-combat attrition will increase significantly!" He muttered, his face pale. More and more gloomy.

Colonel Wang Jun, Chief of Staff of the Corps, looked at his face as if it was a black pot, and reminded: "Commander, Chief of Staff Zhao must have a reason for doing this. Maybe the Corps directly under it is not fully prepared yet, so you can't have it." What resentment!"

After thinking for a while, Wang Jun said again: "Didn't the teacher also send a telegram? The North China Field Corps has already dispatched some troops to reinforce the Ximan Blocking Corps, and the battle against the Kwantung Army's border guards can be carried out calmly. The Corps is within five days. The order to reach Ximan's Shuangliao and Siping lines has also been revoked, and it has been changed to reach Ximan within ten days. Why are you so anxious!"

After hearing what the chief of staff said, Sun Zhenbang's face softened somewhat, and he said, "Can we not be in a hurry? Our regiment is in the southeast of Outer Mongolia. It will take more than two months to confront 10,000+ little devils. The Korean peninsula , Liaoxi, and Ximan are all fighting with fireworks, so we just sit idle and finally look forward to the hope of attacking. But it will take three or four days to wait!"

"Let me tell you, the division commander's plan to attack the border guards of the Kwantung Army with the directly subordinate corps is unreasonable. There are only a few little devils on the opposite side of us, no more than 30 to 30. It is worth using more than 10,000 troops from the directly subordinate corps. In addition, our corps has more than [-] horses, even if you step on it, you can trample [-]+ little devils to death, why don't you leave it to our corps to fight, what should the directly subordinate corps do!"

Wang Jun couldn't help laughing, and teased: "Commander, since you have such a plan, and you can see that the battle is almost unreasonable, why don't you raise it to the division commander? It's easy to revise the campaign plan, just a telegram. One thing!"

Sun Zhenbang shrank his neck, stared and said: "You said it lightly. I will definitely be criticized by the teacher when I hand in my report. Liaoxi and Ximan have been fighting for more than ten days. Does the teacher understand our situation here?" However, we still use more than 70 troops to deal with [-] to [-] little devils, there must be a bigger plan, I just can't figure it out, what is the next move of the division commander?"

Sun Zhenbang, the commander of the Outer Mongolian Field Corps, waited anxiously, and the flames burst into flames. However, Zhao Yuhe, the chief of staff of the independent division and the acting commander of the directly subordinate corps in the Ulagaigol grassland, was building it beside a small lake. Headquarters tent, lost his temper.

Originally, after the directly subordinate corps went deep into the Ujumqin Grassland, according to the plan, it deployed behind the Kwantung Army's border guards and formed a joint attack with the Outer Mongolian Field Corps to wipe them out in one fell swoop. Changes, the main task of the Outer Mongolia Field Corps is to go to the front line from Siping to Shuangliao in Ximan, and is responsible for blocking the Kwantung Army troops in Ximan area that are withdrawing to Xinjing.

The task of annihilating the border guards of the Kwantung Army fell on the corps directly under it. Therefore, some campaign plans had to be adjusted accordingly, not only to attack from the side and rear, but also to send a considerable amount of troops to attack the border of the Kwantung Army. The garrison formed a three-sided encirclement. The reason for his tantrum was that the No.11 and No.12 brigades of the directly subordinate corps, which had detoured to the left, had not yet reached the designated position, causing the frontal assault troops, which were already ready, to Had to wait anxiously.

Zhao Yuhe has already sent several stern telegrams to Ren Zhaoquan, the commander of the No.11 Brigade, and Chen Han, the commander of the No.12 Brigade, ordering the troops of the two brigades to come back within two hours. Arrive at the designated position, otherwise, the brigade commander should not be the brigade commander. He is in a hurry. The Outer Mongolian Field Corps has been in the attack position for more than three hours. Because the right wing outflanking troops are not in place, the general offensive cannot be launched for a long time!

Zhao Yuhe was furious in the temporary headquarters, telegram after telegram urging, directly under Major General Ren Zhaoquan, commander of the No. In the muddy water, his eyes were wide open, and he was also cursing, the commander of the engineer battalion of the brigade, "Let me tell you, Liu Daquan, within an hour, the engineer battalion will not send tanks, heavy artillery, self-propelled artillery, and logistics convoys. Get me this swamp, I'll shoot you right there and then!"

Lieutenant Colonel Liu Daquan, the commander of the engineer battalion, was covered in muddy water, his face was full of mud, and his military uniform looked like he had rolled in a muddy pond. Well, this swamp is more than ten kilometers wide, bare meadow, not even a tree, what do you want me to use to pave the road? A clever woman can’t live without rice, simply, you shoot me now!”

Ren Zhaoquan became angry, and he pulled out his pistol, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, then I will help you, at worst, I will change the battalion commander!" After finishing speaking, "Click!" to fire the pistol trigger.

Colonel Fu Dechun, chief of staff of the brigade, saw that the situation was not good, and snatched Ren Zhaoquan's pistol away, "Brigade commander, calm down, what Battalion Commander Liu said is right, you can't get local materials, and engineers can't do anything, you Shooting Battalion Commander Liu will not solve the problem!"

Ren Zhaoquan withdrew his pistol angrily, and glared at Liu Daquan, "Liu Daquan, tell me, how long will it take for the heavy equipment to cross this swamp at the fastest?"

Liu Daquan bowed his head and calculated, and replied honestly: "Brigade Commander, it will take about six hours at the fastest, and the engineer battalion can guarantee the passage of some heavy equipment!"

"What?" Ren Zhaoquan became angry again, touched the handle of the gun, thought for a while, then put it down fiercely, and shouted at Liu Daquan: "What are you doing here like a wooden stake? Hurry up Think of ways to!"

Chief of Staff Fu Dechun gave Liu Daquan a wink, Liu Daquan hurriedly saluted, and ran away like flying, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead while running, feeling aggrieved, "I reminded you before, Don't look at this piece of meadow with water deep under your feet, but there are muddy ponds underneath, but you don't listen to the brigade commander! You say that time is tight and you have to take a shortcut. How about leaving the heavy equipment here? Now it's strange I'm sorry, where do I go to reason?"

Ren Zhaoquan was so worried that his brows were furrowed into big knots, "Chief of Staff, the Corps Command sent telegrams one after another, and our brigade must arrive at the scheduled location within three hours. All of my heavy equipment is stuck here, I’m so worried! If only I had listened to Liu Daquan’s warning and hadn’t taken a shortcut, I’d rather walk an extra 30 kilometers than take this unlucky shortcut!”

"What a fucking place, the weather is unbearably hot, a nice meadow, it looks like a puddle of shallow water, it's pretty hard to step on, but when the wheels come up, it's a muddy puddle, even the tank's tracks It’s not top, what a fucking hell!” Ren Zhaoquan began to scold Ula Gaigol’s terrain conditions, cursing the sky and the earth, and then scolding himself, “Why am I in such a hurry? Chief of Staff Zhao has already given It's enough time for us, hey! Really, this pig's head!"

The meadow that drove Ren Zhaoquan almost crazy is a common terrain in the Ujimqin Grassland in Eastern Mongolia. It belongs to the plateau meadow landform. Looking at a piece of green grass, the shallow clear water surrounds the green grass, and people walk over it. Hey, it’s okay to walk over after falling off the horse, but when the motor vehicle goes up, the wheels inside slip and sink deeper and deeper. In the end, the entire wheel is sunk in the mud pit, even a tank can’t go up!

This kind of terrain is definitely the nemesis and killer of mechanized troops. Regardless of whether you have thousands of troops, you will be trapped here. In time, I decided to take a shortcut, which could save more than 30 kilometers. As a result, the heavy equipment of the whole brigade was blocked by this meadow more than ten kilometers wide.

Even if you want to take a detour now, more than half of the tanks, trucks, artillery vehicles, and self-propelled artillery are lying in the meadow. Ren Zhaoquan regrets this, regrets not listening to Liu Daquan, the commander of the engineer battalion, he is so anxious that he is in the muddy water Spinning in circles, watching the time pass, there is nothing to do!

(To be continued)