Age of Conquest Reborn

At around five o'clock in the evening on September 21st, the sun finally slowly set in the west, and twilight began to cover the earth. The last trace of fire clouds also disappeared in the distant sky. The northwest wind with chills began to blow hard, and the color

The withered and yellow pastures on both sides of the Lenge River make a "swishing" sound with the evening wind, mixed with the roaring sound of the river, creating a desolate atmosphere in the late autumn of the northern Outer Mongolia grasslands.

On the forward position of the Outer Mongolia Border Guards, except for a small number of surveillance troops, no more soldiers could be seen. General Kulykin held up his telescope and carefully observed the situation on the opposite bank, and had already gained a foothold on the beach.

The troops, in accordance with their own orders, did not take any action. They had to recharge their batteries, provide fire cover for the upcoming attack, and suppress the defenders' counterattack.

General Kulykin is very excited. This attack is the last one today. If he still fails to break through the defense line of the ** division, he will no longer have the strength to organize the next attack. He can only wait until tomorrow. Tomorrow? There will be tomorrow.

No one knows what unexpected changes happened, he thought to himself with a bitter smile.

Seeing everything on the other side, General Kurekin thought and felt a little relieved. At least, the ** division troops would not have expected that he organized the third attack just when darkness was about to cover the earth.

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Didn't the Chinese say, "One rush, then another, and three are exhausted?" I decided to break the routine and launch a third attack after the two attacks were frustrated, hoping to catch the Chinese by surprise and achieve success.

The unexpected effect made General Kurekin feel fierce in his heart.

Invisible to General Kulykin's telescopic lens, according to the order of Commander Sun Zhenbang, in the shell-proof caves and shelters, the soldiers of the Outer Mongolia Border Guards sat with guns in their hands with serious expressions, watching each other.

The commander's actions were to prepare for the formation. The few mortars and light and heavy machine guns were ready. Huang Chengcheng's shells and bullets were taken out from the open ammunition box.

The light and heavy machine gun ammunition players "click, click" pressed bullets into the magazines, the mortar operators carefully wiped the shells, and the veterans who had been in the battle for a long time took this opportunity to take a nap.

The weapon of military tanks and artillery fire, these heavy equipment must be effective, and they must also export their bad breath.

Ten minutes later, General Kulykin said to the Chief of Staff, Lieutenant General Zernenko: "Let's get started!" Then he dropped the telescope and returned directly to the tent. What would happen next was beyond his control.

Everything is under control, "It depends on God's will!" General Kurekin suddenly felt quite ridiculous in his heart.

On the north bank of the Selenge River, at the Soviet artillery position, we first saw groups of fires shining on the twilight land. Then, a huge roar echoed in the open field, and then, the shells pierced the air.

The screams came from far and near, and the Soviet army's third attack began!

"Boom, boom, boom!" Continuous explosions rang out, and the Outer Mongolia border guards' position on the south bank erupted with orange-red flames. The Soviet light and heavy machine guns on the beach also started firing, as if to cooperate with the shelling.

He started shooting wildly, the ballistics flying, and the dust flying on the battlefield.

When the first batch of artillery shells fell, Sun Zhenbang woke up from his drowsiness. Under the shock wave of the explosion, the shelter began to shake and tremble.

drowned by the sound of explosions.

Fortunately, the nurse on the side saw the movement of the commander's lips and hurriedly put her ears to it. Then she realized what it meant. She hurried out and found Meng Zhaoxu who was observing the Soviet shelling.

Seeing Meng Chaoxu come in, Sun Zhenbang said: "Chaoxu, immediately report the situation of the Soviet army's third attack to the division commander so that the division commander can make a judgment!"

The Soviet artillery bombardment lasted for a full hour. In the dusk, dark red ballistic trajectories cut the sky into pieces. It was denser than any other artillery bombardment. More than 100,000 shells fell on the Outer Mongolia border guards.

On the position, soil was splashing and fire was shining. The fortifications that the soldiers had repaired in the afternoon were blown to pieces. The trenches were almost flattened. The smell of gunpowder smoke blown away by the evening wind began to fill the air.

However, the soldiers have seen this kind of formation a lot in the past two days. The veterans slept when they should. Even the new recruits no longer had fear and tension. The blood of their comrades had completely driven away their tension and fear.

, their hearts are burning with the flame of revenge, and after being baptized by blood and fire, they will become veterans who have experienced the test of life and death after coming off the battlefield.

However, they are still not as calm as those veterans who came from China who have experienced several wars. This can be seen from their gun-holding hands, white joints, and slightly stiff sitting postures.

The Soviet artillery fire began to extend, bombarding the positions of the Outer Mongolian border guards in depth. Commanders at all levels who fought for two days and two nights knew that the Soviet offensive was about to begin.

On the beachhead, the Soviet troops' light and heavy machine guns began to fire suppressively, and the soldiers began to fire back. However, the fire back was not dense, only the monotonous sound of sporadic single-shot rifle shots. However, the accuracy was amazing.

Following the muzzle fire of the Soviet soldiers, the special marksmen began precise sniping, which made the Soviet machine gunners complain incessantly and could not maintain consistent fire suppression.

The remaining soldiers took this opportunity to repair the fortifications nervously. A few mortars had already entered the gun positions. The telescopes of commanders at all levels were staring closely at the river and the Soviet troops on the river beach.

There is no need to worry. The Soviet troops crossing the river to attack again are the focus of the artillery attack.

In a battle in the twilight, neither the Soviet army nor the Outer Mongolian border guards used heavy weapons such as artillery. The shadow of a rubber assault boat flashed on the river. At the same time, the Outer Mongolian border guards conveyed more than 20 messages.

On positions covering 1,000 kilometers, mortars began shelling.

The mortar shells dragged dark red trajectories, first flying into the sky, and then falling in a parabola with a screaming sound, knocking out thick water columns in the river. The light and heavy machine guns on the position began to fight back. In the silent night,

Suddenly it became noisy, with the sound of cannons and gunshots echoing in the night.

Starting at 5:30 in the afternoon, the Soviet army launched wave after wave of attacks regardless of casualties. The frontline troops of the Outer Mongolia border defense of the ** Division never allowed the subsequent Soviet troops to land on the land on the south bank again and attack

At about eight o'clock in the evening, the Soviet army gave up.

General Kulykin could no longer bring out any complete and simplified infantry regiment to launch an attack. All the troops took turns to go into battle, and when they were beaten back, they organized new troops and launched the next attack. It took three or so hours.

Inside, Soviet Army Company

Four attacks were launched in succession, but without any results. The soldiers of the Outer Mongolia Border Guard used mortar shells, light and heavy machine gun bullets, submachine gun and rifle bullets, and grenades to form an unbreakable iron wall on the south bank.

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The battle on September 21st started at 7:30 in the morning and ended at around 8:00 in the evening. For a period of thirteen hours, the Soviet army launched continuous attacks. The guns on the Selenge River battlefield

The sound of artillery never subsided for more than an hour. The Outer Mongolia Border Guard troops, with more than 50,000 troops in four infantry brigades, resisted the successive attacks of more than 300,000 Soviet troops. Every soldier did not know that he was

How many bullets were fired?

All I know is that the ammunition stored before the war is shrinking rapidly like a snowman in the sun. The trenches are covered with a thick layer of bullet casings. Many soldiers have broken weapons and pick up the guns of their comrades who died.

They continued to shoot, they were numb, and they could only shoot and shoot instinctively. After the battle, all the officers and soldiers who participated in the battle, when talking about that battle, invariably used the same word "cruel!"

The day of September 21st gave the tens of thousands of soldiers of the Outer Mongolia Border Guards a feeling of eternity. Time seemed to be shaken by the continuous sound of gunfire, so that they lost the ability to swing. They stopped at a certain moment and disappeared.

Fear and fear, the comrades around me fell one after another, blood splashed in front of my eyes. Maybe the next moment, I, who was still shooting desperately, would become one of the sacrificed or injured.

The Soviet army's last cross-river attack was repelled again. Looking at the soldiers who retreated to the north bank in embarrassment, General Kulykin lowered his head. After more than two hours of continuous attacks, his efforts had no effect, not even a single one.

It was a soldier who landed on the south bank, was repulsed, and then attacked again. The casualties of the soldiers were no longer among his considerations. General Kulykin could not figure it out anyway, and fought the soldiers of the ** division all day long.

,How can you still have such a tenacious will to fight?

General Kulykin looked at the generals around him, and then at the chief of staff, Lieutenant General Zernenko. Lieutenant General Zernenko hesitated to speak. All attacks were organized by himself. The last one sent out to attack the young commander was

The troops, how many soldiers have returned? Each infantry regiment is incompletely organized, with an average attrition of 30%. If the fight continues like this, will the troops of the Transcaucasus Military Region continue to attack southward?

Is it still possible to seize Kulun? This is a typical war of attrition. The Selenge River, which is no more than a hundred meters wide, has become an insurmountable obstacle. More than 300,000 Red Army soldiers suffered bloody injuries. Jier

The young lieutenant general cannot maintain an indifferent attitude. In front of the comrade commander, only his own opinions have weight. He cannot let Commander Kulykin go his own way and ruin the army.

Lieutenant General Zernenko mustered up his courage and was about to speak when General Kulykin waved his hand to stop him and said: "Comrade Chief of Staff, I know what you are going to say. Convey my order and the troops stop attacking!"

(To be continued)(To be continued...)