Chapter 207: Sea of ​​Blood! Western Front Meat Grinder! (Sixth)

"Three thousand pieces."

Xu Hun didn't seem to be overwhelmed by Wang Zhi's momentum, and he straightened his back and bargained.

Wang Zhi frowned and narrowed his eyes to make a step forward: "Two thousand five hundred units, you can take all the transportation lines from here to Kurgan."

When he heard that he wanted to "invest all by himself", Xu Hun not only refused to buy it, but in turn he spoke loudly: "If you can't do it, you will have to do it like this, you will have to do it for 4,000 pieces."

Wang Zhi glared and slapped the table and said fiercely: "Where will I go to collect 4,000 units for you? The front army has only 6,700 units in total. Your collection accounts for 3,000 units, and one-third of the remaining ones are being practiced, and it is only 2,500 units cleaned. Xu Hun, I will only give you this opportunity, and if you can't do it, you can change people!"

Xu Hun suddenly lost his temper and nodded in a hurry and agreed: "I'll do it, two thousand five are only two thousand five, when will I set off?"

"I will give you three days to prepare. Starting from March 5, I will march towards Omsk. I don't care what you use. Take Kurgan before March 20. If you can't do it, come and see you!"

Wang Zhi almost gritted his teeth.

Xu Hun straightened his neck as expected and responded boldly: "I understand, either Kurgan or my Xu Hun's head, I will obey the order!"

"This... the trucks were all packed, so we..."

General Chu Qing, the commander of the 4th Army, who has always been competing for merit, was a little dissatisfied.

"You all follow behind to build roads. Before April 15, we will lead the railway to Kurgan. Before May 1, the general attack on Yekaterinburg will be attacked! Whoever dares not do anything to miss the army, no matter what kind of general or lieutenant general, they will all go home to eat old rice!"

Chu Qing was stunned for a moment, and asked with a question mark on his forehead: "Four armies and twenty divisions, all going to build roads?"

Wang Zhi glanced at the other four commanders of the army besides Xu Hun, and explained patiently: "This time, the e-Chinese people made up their minds, strengthened the walls and cleared the fields, and fought against the scorched earth. Now it was covered with ice and snow. Where can I find food for hundreds of thousands of mules and horses on the way? Do I have to use a precious truck to help you transport feed? Besides, the mules and horses of each division and army are not full of weaving, and there are a lot of thin, sick and disabled people. If you really want to move, most of the cannons and supplies must be left first. How can you fight? This railway construction does not require many mules and horses, and you can transport a large part of them back to China for weight loss. The transportation capacity of this part of the feed will be saved, and it will be replaced by gasoline, grain, rails, trucks, etc. Concentrate your efforts to build roads first. After the railway is built, spring will be opened. Only then can you move and win."

The four of them looked at each other, as if it was difficult to find a strong argument to refute. After being silent for half a cigarette, General Zhao Minhe, the commander of the 3rd Army, who was always cautious and low-key, unexpectedly spoke first: "In any case, it is not easy to break through the Russian Omsk defense line with a single piece of strength. Even if you forcefully achieve your goal regardless of the losses, it will inevitably have an adverse impact on your subsequent advance..."

"It's better to first screen out some of our four armies in good condition, and provide one of the army with centralized supply, and cooperate with Yipeng to take Omsk. After that, even if you can't catch up with Yipeng, you can still serve as a supporter and also take the responsibility of protecting the traffic line. Doing so may cause a lot of mules and horses to lose, but it can greatly reduce the burden on Yipeng, so that Commander Xu can focus on his mind and advance into Kurgan in one go."

Wang Zhi rubbed the stubble with short and hard hands on his chin and thought about it, and said with a mercy in his heart. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked directly at Zhao Minhe, saying half admired and half tested: "This idea is good. Just do what you said. Your 3rd Army will not need to build roads. You will have three days to prepare. On March 5th, and act at the same time with Yifu. Remember, the Yifu truck does not have your share. I will not give you a car tire here. There are only those animals. I will never break my promise, but don't come to me for feed or something. I understand?"

Zhao Minhe nodded calmly and said, "This is what the lower official wants."

Wang Zhi leaned back slightly and added a hard sentence: "You must be able to make the assembly easy. If I hear Xu Hun tell me a report and say that you have become his burden, you should do it yourself."

...

Northern France, the Somme Front.

After tens of kilometers and the meticulous barrage of progressing towards the depth of the German defense zone at a stable rate of 100 meters per minute, millions of soldiers holding bayonets and carrying various assault equipment on their shoulders - such as light machine guns, 37mm sniper infantry cannons, light trench mortars, flamethrowers, etc. - climbed out of the trenches over one person in a row of sharp whistles. Thousands of officers holding pistols with whistles were leading them, and they crossed the unmanned area between the positions of the two armies in a row, one foot deep and one foot shallow, amid the sharp whistle-like sounds, almost nothing else to die except for the craters of water and the slugs that were as bright as a slug.

On several fronts ranging from three to five kilometers, hundreds of steel tanks were deployed in front of tens of thousands of men and women. The high-power internal combustion engine rumbling, and the infinite cycle of tracks extending, and armored vehicles ranging from tons to dozens of tons were undulating and advancing in different craters of varying depths, just like boats chasing waves on the sea.

Each three chariots form an inverted wedge-shaped squad, and each three squads form an inverted wedge-shaped company. Two chariots directly under the company are in the center to command. Three squadrons are deployed on the front line, and two chariots directly under the battalion are in the center to command - a total of thirty-five chariots form a battalion offensive array.

The French army mainly used short and low light chariots, and a single turret was equipped with a 37mm infantry gun or an 8mm Hagiches machine gun. Due to the short track and insufficient ability to cross the trench, special bridge vans that needed to be modified opened the road in front.

The British army mainly used huge over-topped tracked heavy tanks. Some of the 25-ton "cruising tanks" were equipped with a flat cylindrical turret equipped with a 57mm naval speed fire gun on the roof. A 7.7mm Vicks machine gun was installed in front and on both sides of the vehicle body. A few "battleship tanks" weighing 40-ton were equipped with a semicircular turtle-shell turret equipped with a 76mm naval gun on the huge vehicle body. Four small turrets equipped with a 7.7mm Vicks machine gun were installed on the four corners.

A group of heavy tanks that followed the shrapnel and flew towards the German positions, a crazy air battle of dogs biting dogs had just begun. Biplanes sprayed with iron crosses and concentric circles of concentric circles chased each other, climbed, dived, circled, and rolled, changing postures and positions every minute and every second. At this moment, the hunters, the prey of the next moment, were on the premise that everything was possible, and the flying traces were mixed with interweaving, and black smoke, fragments, blood and passing lives were occasionally emitted from the end of the light marks...

When Nie Wenqing found that his landline was dragging a stream of black smoke toward the ground, the enthusiastic Lieutenant Gorene just turned around and smiled at him, then tilted his head... I x, fainted?
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