Age of Conquest Reborn

Tang Qiuli, commander of the independent division, regarding the deployment of Battelle's armored troops, Yang Ketian's East Point troops, and the three mechanized brigades directly under the corps to directly block the Soviet army on the Checherleg front line, based on the commander of the Soviet Transcaucasus Military District

General Kulykin is a veteran on the battlefield and has rich experience. He may have sent some troops to conduct a tentative attack.

Since we want to lure the enemy deeper and allow the Soviet main force to confidently and boldly move south to attack Kulun, we must adopt a frontal approach. From a geographical point of view, although Checherlege is not as good as the Selenge River, it is a natural barrier.

, is also the only terrain that can be used north of Cullen. It is conventional to block the main force of the Soviet army from moving south.

Therefore, defense facilities such as fortifications, trenches, anti-blast holes, shelters, etc. are indispensable at all. After listening to the division commander's words, Yang Ketian, the chief of staff of the East Point, scratched his head and said with a smile: "Commander, are you just showing off?

There’s no need to spend so much effort, right? Maybe a few hours after the battle starts, the counterattack will turn into something, and the troops will have to march for several days without a good rest. If we don’t have this time, we might as well let the soldiers have a good night’s sleep!”

Tang Qiuli glared at Yang Ketian and said seriously: "Ketian, think of the problem simply. If Kurekin sees a flaw, the main force of the Soviet army is lingering on the south bank of the Selenge River and does not dare to go deep. Our ambush battle will

, it will turn into a frontal counterattack. You are the director of the divisional staff department, and now you are the chief of staff of a regiment-level unit. You should know the difference between an ambush and a frontal assault. This kind of thinking cannot be allowed!"

Yang Ketian stuck out his tongue and said quickly: "Commander, can't I just listen to you? To be honest, your stern face makes me panic!" Then he called the accompanying staff officer in and gave a few instructions, emphasizing the construction of the army.

Regarding the issue of fortifications, Tang Qiuli's expression calmed down.

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

Tang Qiuli was stunned. This was on the battlefield. According to Battelle's quality, there should be no private address. Although this "Brother" call made him feel warm, it was inconsistent with the atmosphere and environment. Battelle was

What's wrong?

Seeing Tang Qiuli looking at him in surprise, Battelle continued embarrassedly: "Brother, do you have anything to eat? I haven't had a full meal all day!" At this moment, Battelle was no longer a man who had studied in Germany.

, a major general officer with combat experience in the European battlefield, and not the commander of an independent division armored force and nearly two thousand tanks, looked like a child in front of his brother.

Yang Ketian on the side didn't feel anything like that when he was talking to the teacher just now. Hearing what Battelle said, he immediately felt that he was burning with hunger.

Commander Battle, I haven’t had a good sleep or a good meal in the past few days. I finally see you. As soon as I feel relaxed, I feel like I’m starving to death!”

Tang Qiuli felt a pain in his heart, and secretly blamed himself. Battelle and Yang Ketian were forced by his several telegrams a day to want to grow wings and fly to their destination. After finally reaching him, they just ignored the assignment. Maybe,

In his subconscious mind, his younger brother, who had experienced the baptism of war, was no longer a child. In fact, his younger brother was not yet twenty-two years old.

While blaming himself, Tang Qiuli patted his forehead and said, "Hey! What do you mean? The emperor is not short of hungry soldiers. The two major generals are so hungry here that I can't afford to feed them."

It's like a meal. Chief of Staff Wang, please quickly notify the cooking team to prepare something quickly! There must be mutton!"

Tang Qiuli did not forget that his younger brother preferred to eat mutton, which was a national custom. He followed him since he was a child and ate it smoothly. After listening to the teacher's words, everyone burst into laughter, and the room was filled with a happy atmosphere.

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: "It's a blessing. I've been chewing the marching rations for several days. No matter how delicious it is, it's still enough."

Not to mention, when the teacher mentioned mutton, I felt like a bird was almost out of my mouth!"

Wang Jun suppressed his laughter and was about to leave when Mei Xue opened the door and came in, followed by three cooks. They were preparing the steaming meals. They glanced around with their big black eyes and said with a smile: "As soon as my brother and Chief of Staff Yang arrive,

I guessed that the two of them must have not eaten, so I asked the cooking team to prepare, No, hand-caught mutton!"

Tang Qiuli laughed and joked: "Director Mei, it would be unfair to ask you to be the director of the Information Department. I think it is quite suitable to be the director of the Logistics Department. Yu He, please consider my suggestion!"

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Mei Xue rolled her eyes at her husband, pursed her lips and smiled, and asked the cook to put the food on the Kang table. Battelle stood up quickly 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 respectfully shouted: "Director Mei!"

Tang Qiuli waved his hand and said: "Don't be polite, hurry up and eat quickly, and then rush back to the army immediately. You go first. The division headquarters will leave in a few hours. We have agreed in advance, don't leave my headquarters."

, too far away from the front line!”

At around 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, parked at the gate of the Outer Mongolia Border Guard Headquarters. Shan Hu gave a concise order to set off.

Following the order, soldiers from the Special Guards and Guard Brigade, and then personnel from various departments of the division headquarters, boarded the vehicle in an orderly manner.

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

passion.

Mei Xue chased him out of the house, holding a military windbreaker, and dressed him carefully. She reluctantly told him: "Pay attention to your health, eat on time, the weather is cold in the morning and evening, wear more clothes, and

, don’t lose your temper when something happens!”

In fact, Mei Xue herself knew that these words were unnecessary. Her husband had never seen any storms and waves, and there was a mountain tiger around him, but she still said it, as if she felt empty in her heart if she did not say these words.

Mei Xue said something, and Tang Qiuli nodded in agreement. He felt the warmth from the heart. His wife's childlike attitude was visible 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 were shining like morning stars. He hugged her tightly, then turned around and strode away.

The long queue of motorcade passed through the silent streets of Culun. The lights were like sharp swords, piercing the darkness of the night sky and heading directly to the north. Mei Xue stood in the yard like this, motionless for a long time, until the car's

The sound of the motor disappeared and could no longer be heard, and my heart became empty. I sighed slightly and walked slowly back to the house.

On this night, the land of northern Outer Mongolia was surging with rapids and no longer quiet. The independent division, with more than 200,000 troops, followed the orders of the division headquarters, in the dark night, on the vast grassland north of Kulun, from Hagengaol to

A large net has been laid out in the Baiyinchagan area.

The dawn of September 27th in Outer Mongolia came quietly, and a touch of fish belly white appeared in the eastern sky. On both sides of the Selenge River, the cold air encircled the water vapor, covering the earth with a layer of mist. Everything was so quiet.

The gentle roar of the river became increasingly clear.

General Kulykin rubbed his swollen temples and felt dizzy. He slept very badly at night. The failure of yesterday's attack and the loss of the air force were constantly tangled in his mind. With the current state of the army, it is not suitable to continue the attack. In other words

In other words, General Kulykin himself felt that Qian Donkey was at the end of his rope and had almost exhausted all the tricks and methods he should use. The Independent Division troops' position on the other side was still an unbreakable fortress.

The safest approach was to wait for reinforcements from the Far East Front to arrive, concentrate all troops and firepower, and force a breakthrough again. However, a telegram from the General Staff forced me to give up this idea.

In the telegram, Marshal Petroshilov, Chief of the General Staff, did not criticize too much, nor did he mention taking responsibility for the failure of the air battle. His tone was as light as boiled water. However, there was one sentence that made General Kulykin

Restless, "Comrade Kulykin, Comrade Stalin is in Moscow, waiting for news of the victory on the front line. When the leader summoned me, he said, comrades from the General Staff, please send Comrade Kulykin a calendar that I am using!"

"

Comrade Stalin's words are more powerful than scolding yourself. Why should you give yourself a calendar? It is to remind yourself that the order to conquer Kulun at the end of September cannot be changed or shaken. The time left to you is

There are only three days left, it’s up to you!

General Kulykin could even imagine Comrade Stalin's cold tone when he said these words. He was in awe of this iron-fisted leader, General Kulykin, and said that he was a military commander, one of those

Outstanding meritorious service

So what if the marshal is a "traitor and traitor"? If he can't be captured by the end of September, Comrade Stalin won't even need to accuse himself of a crime.

to make myself disappear.

Just being at a disadvantage in combat could cost him his life. He walked out of the tent aimlessly. The cold air outside did not make the worried and frowning General Kulykin clear his mind. He looked at what was in front of him.

There was a mist, which made my heart even more panicked.

Lieutenant General Zernenko, Chief of Staff of the Military Region, appeared next to General Kulykin like a ghost and said: "Comrade Commander, the telegram from the General Staff tells us a message that cannot be ignored. Comrade Stalin is very concerned about the progress of the war.

Not satisfied, what should we do?”

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