Age of Conquest Reborn

What Wang Jun, Chief of Staff of the Outer Mongolia Border Guard, told the truth is that the top commander who commanded hundreds of thousands of troops led a large group of staff officers and civilian officers in front of the troops and ran to the predetermined battlefield, in case the Soviet army

A small group of troops infiltrated in advance, or a Soviet plane launched an air strike. On the battlefield where hundreds of thousands of troops were about to fight, any unexpected situation could happen!

If the division commander makes any mistake, even if he is slightly injured, it will be a big deal. Even if he is shot ten thousand times, he will not be able to make up for it. As the deputy chief of staff of the Outer Mongolia Campaign Headquarters, his responsibilities are

Department, we must remind the teacher not to take this risk

Tang Qiuli was slightly stunned and said nonchalantly: "Chief of Staff Wang, you are worrying too much. In front of me, there are two brigades of Liu Hongzhang and Ouyang Yishan, as well as tens of thousands of soldiers from the Outer Mongolia Border Guard.

I believe in our troops. Moreover, the preset battlefield is hundreds of kilometers away from the front line. No matter how close it is, danger will occur. In every battle, the top commander must stay close to the front and command. This is the old rule of our independent division. Have you forgotten?"

Wang Jun's face turned slightly red. It was not that he had forgotten the division commander's rule, but he felt that it was very important. One moment and the other moment, besides, there was a big net on all sides, and there were attack group commanders in every direction. The mission was clear.

The division commander does not have to risk his life. He can sit in Cullen, grasp the overall situation, and command the battlefield remotely.

Wang Jun knew that his weight was not enough, so he was going to discuss it with Chief of Staff Zhao Yuhe. No matter what, they had to persuade the division commander to give up this plan. Even if he had to command from the front, it would be safe to act together with the troops that were catching up.

At that moment, a staff officer came in and said, "Report to the division commander, Chief of Staff Dong Ningxuan of the Northern Aviation Group to ask for a meeting!"

"Dong Ningxuan! Why is he here?" Tang Qiuli was stunned. Liu Cuigang's chief of staff rarely came to the headquarters. He must have an important report. "Please come in quickly!" Tang Qiuli ordered the staff to come.

Colonel Dong Ningxuan, chief of staff of the Independent Division Aviation Northern Flying Group, walked into the division commander's office with heavy steps, stood at attention and saluted, and said with a solemn face: "Report to the division commander, I need to report the situation to you in person!"

Tang Qiuli said hello, "This is Chief of Staff Dong. Please sit down quickly. I just have time to talk about your situation!"

Dong Ningxuan lowered his head at first, as if trying to suppress his emotions. After a while, he raised his head and said: "Commander, the Kulun ground air commander received a report from the leader of our fleet returning home. The acting commander, Colonel Meng Qingpeng, was on the south bank of the Selenge River.

The whereabouts of the parachute jumper are currently unknown. There are more than a dozen pilots who parachuted with him. I have contacted the Outer Mongolia Border Guard Army for a quick search and rescue!"

Tang Qiuli nodded and did not interrupt Dong Ningxuan. He knew that if it was just because of Meng Qingpeng and a dozen pilots parachuting, Dong Ningxuan would never trouble him. There should be other things to say.

Sure enough, Dong Ningxuan's voice dropped and he continued: "Commander, the Northern Flying Group suffered several battles in the airspace of the Selenge River. The troops suffered serious losses, especially in today's air battle. Only 328 fighter jets were able to return.

In addition to the three fighter regiments remaining at the airport on combat readiness duty, we only have 536 fighter planes left, with more than half of the battle losses. 224 pilots died and 3 were injured.

More than one hundred and seventy people"

At this point, Dong Ningxuan's voice was choked up, "Commander, the Northern Flying Group has almost been disabled. Most of the remaining fighter jets are injured. There are no more than four regiments of aircraft that can take off for combat. Commander Liu

How can I explain to him when he is still unconscious in the hospital?"

Tang Qiuli's face was livid and frightened. He knew that since the Northern Flying Group came to the battlefield of Outer Mongolia, they had been fighting non-stop, and losses were inevitable. However, he never expected that it would be so serious, crippling a nearly 10-year-old man.

Commander Liu Cuigang was still in a coma among the troops with thousands of fighter jets. Whether it was ground combat or air combat, the losses of the troops exceeded his imagination.

"Stalin, how many times will you have to repay this debt!" Tang Qiuli suddenly became irritated and shouted angrily: "Dong Ningxuan, I didn't come here to see you acting like a sissy and having sex.

As long as there is a war, there will be losses. If all is lost, let me add to you. Liu Cuigang is unconscious and lying in the hospital. Meng Qingpeng's whereabouts are unknown. The only one who can support the Northern Flying Group is yourself. In this state,

Are you still like a soldier? Stand up!"

Dong Ningxuan was startled by the teacher's harsh words. His purpose of meeting the teacher was not to emphasize the difficulties, but to report the situation. However, when he saw the teacher's face, he couldn't control his emotions. He had been with the Northern Flying Group for many years.

, regarded the army as his home, and saw that a strong flying force was now covered with bruises and wounds. He felt sad, but it made the division commander lose his temper. This was something he did not expect.

Dong Ningxuan hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and stood up straight. Tang Qiuli then roared: "You need to stabilize the mood of the troops. The pilots who were killed and injured need to be compensated and treated. The pilots who parachuted need to be searched and rescued. The Southern Flying Group's

The follow-up troops will arrive soon. The two troops are working together. I need you to contact me. Cheer up, don't act like a bear, and go back to your troops immediately!"

Strange to say, after receiving a violent training from the teacher, Dong Ningxuan's originally heavy mood suddenly became much lighter, and the slight hesitation and confusion disappeared. It was as if he had found a supporter, and he "popped"

One stood at attention and replied loudly: "Yes, division commander, return to the army immediately and arrange work as usual!"

After saying that, he gave a military salute vigorously, turned around and strode away. Looking at Dong Ningxuan's back, Tang Qiuli seemed to have aged a lot, and said to Chief of Staff Zhao Yuhe, "Yuhe, am I too rude? Thinking of Cui Gang

, I can’t control my emotions when I think of the heavy losses of Northern Flying Group.”

Zhao Yuhe pondered for a while and said: "Commander, no one is a god, and he does not eat the fireworks of the world. The losses of the troops far exceeded our expectations. In the past few days, I have been thinking about why this is like this. From the root cause,

It was because we underestimated the Soviet army’s brazen attack on Outer Mongolia and were passive from the beginning. When fighting the Japanese army, such a situation had never happened. This is a lesson. Our neighbor in the north is a restless master.

!”

Tang Qiuli nodded silently, his eyes like daggers, and said: "It's a lesson, but it's okay. In the second battle of Outer Mongolia, we must hurt Stalin, seize the strategic situation that is beneficial to us, and push the border to

The front line of the Ural Mountains interrupts the Soviet Union's claws extending into Asia. Sooner or later there will be a battle with the Soviet Union. Yu He and Le Yiqin are here, please notify me immediately!"

After saying that, Tang Qiuli walked into the back room of the office feeling a little lonely. Zhao Yuhe wanted to say something else, but did not speak.

Tang Qiuli was lying on the big kang in the inner room. He was exhausted. He hadn't closed his eyes all night, but he was not sleepy at all. His mind was like a flood. He filtered his strategic ideas in the north again. He found that although he understood the history that happened,

You can plan ahead, change or guide the direction of history, but for people like Stalin, once they actually fight, they still don't understand it.

The general direction is not wrong, but some details are out of his control. For example, in this battle of Outer Mongolia, Stalin's actions were completely unexpected. Zhao Yuhe was right, and he would inevitably have to respond hastily.

Trapped in passivity, it seems that I still underestimated Stalin’s ambitions.

Hitler's chess piece of Germany seems to be used in advance. On the European battlefield, Germany clearly has the upper hand in the battle for the British Isles. In March and April next year, the Germans will be able to free up their hands from the European battlefield. This should help Hitler advance

To attack the Soviet Union, based on Stalin's actions this time, his original strategic concept needs to be partially adjusted. It is not only limited to recovering the territories in the Far East occupied by Russia, but also the Soviet territories west of the Ural Mountains.

Thinking about it, Tang Qiuli became sleepy and gradually fell asleep, but his sleep was not sound. I don't know how long it took. In the hazy moment, he heard someone talking outside. He wanted to open his eyes several times, but couldn't.

No, my body seems as heavy as a thousand pounds

"Qiu Li! Qiu Li!" Called softly, a warm little hand touched his forehead, and suddenly opened his eyes. It was Mei Xue, looking at him with concern, and stroking his forehead with his hand. Tang Qiuli reluctantly

He smiled at his wife and said mockingly: "I wanted to lie down for a while, but I fell asleep. What time is it?"

Mei Xue smiled quietly and said: "It's already past two o'clock in the afternoon. Commander Le has been here for a while. Seeing you resting, he didn't bother you. Chief of Staff Zhao is accompanying him. I also have something to do at the division command, so I can come here casually.

Look at that, why, you don’t look good, are you sick?”

Looking at Tang Qiuli's somewhat pale face, Mei Xue asked with concern, her eyes full of worry. Tang Qiuli patted his wife's little hand comfortingly and said, "Well, just be sick. I'm fine. You can go and do your work."

, you have to sort out the materials of tens of thousands of separatists, which is enough for you! Le Yiqin is here, and you just have something to do with him!"

After saying that, Tang Qiuli stood up and kissed his wife's white forehead gently. A red cloud flew up on Mei Xue's gorgeous face. She carefully arranged his wrinkled military uniform, and then looked at her husband Ying Ying.

With a straight back, he strode out of the room, bit his lip, and sighed inaudibly.

Mei Xue somewhat blamed herself and thought to herself: "I have been busy with work these days. The follow-up personnel of the Information Department are all concentrated in Culun. They have to sift through thousands of materials every day. It is a big deal and I am too busy.

I can’t find time to take care of my husband.”

Just as she was thinking, a burst of hearty laughter from outside interrupted Mei Xue's meditation.

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