Chapter 211: Reversal! Churchill’s Tears (10)

At night, 80 kilometers south of Orenburg, Soli-Iletsk Town, the forward headquarters of the Chinese Army's Central Asian Front.

"You bastard, you are trying to undermine me and you will die a good death!"

The small church where the headquarters is located is not big, and Liang Tianhe's roaring roar shocked everyone.

Chief of Staff Yan Canglong reacted quickly. He hurriedly looked at the young staff officers who raised their necks and dismissed them all.

After closing the door, Yan Canglong quietly returned to Liang Tianhe, carefully took the message from the officer's hand, and laid it flat on the table.

"Why are you telling them to go out? What are you afraid of? If anyone named Wang dares to do it, I, Liang Tianhe, will dare to scold him! Not only scold him, but anyone who supports him, I will scold his ancestors to death for eighteen generations!"

Liang Tianhe was so angry that he kept pacing back and forth, stopping from time to time to kick the innocent altar.

Yan Canglong hesitated for a few seconds as he pressed the message, and then said decisively: "Commander, please calm down and think about it. How could this message have been sent without the emperor's nod? Do you want to curse the emperor to death?"

?”

"That's what I'm scolding..."

Liang Tianhe was fierce at first, but immediately shriveled up like a deflated rubber ball.

Seeing that the commander had regained his senses a little, Yan Canglong further enlightened: "I don't think Commander Wang intends to undermine the commander. According to the previous report from the base camp, the Northern Army is afraid that it really won't be able to fight, and is unwilling to directly fight for the sake of face."

Admit it, that’s why I went around in this circle.”

Liang Tianhe stamped his feet: "This is not going around in circles! This is simply disturbing the morale of the army! We only stayed at the Oron River for a day or two, and he jumped out anxiously, saying that it won't work this time, next time

Let's talk about it again - when is the next time? The emperor has already said that this is the last blow, do you understand the last blow? There will be no more after this!"

Yan Canglong cleared his throat, lowered his head and clasped his hands and said: "As far as I understand, the last blow the emperor said should mean the last chance we give the Germans..."

"It's none of my business whether the Germans have a chance! My goal for the runner-up is Samara, Tsaritsyn, the Black Sea, and Europa! The door to Europa is already halfway open, and now you want me to stop and eat you

Damn it!"

The more Liang Tianhe talked, the more angry he became. He grabbed the message on the table, tore it into pieces and flew all over the floor.

"Sir, actually we can hardly fight anymore."

Yan Canglong's sudden assertion was enough to instantly turn the furious Liang Tianhe to stone.

"What did you say? Who can't fight anymore?"

Liang Tianhe tilted his neck with a click, put his hands into his trouser pockets, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Yan Canglong.

Yan Canglong did not dare to look directly into the eyes of his superiors, he rubbed his hands and said, "As early as the preparations for the battle, the loss of trucks, mules and horses on the 250-kilometer carriage road from Aktobesk to the front line had already reached an alarming level.

The 600-kilometer emergency railway line between Aralsk and Aktobeinsk has been under construction for a long time.

During this time, the accident rate of small narrow-gauge trains has remained high. In order to prepare for this attack, all the trains transporting construction materials and engineering equipment were changed to transporting combat materials, and the reconstruction projects of the rear railways and roads were completely halted.

There is no way to improve this lifeline with a total length of 850 kilometers."

"In the few days after the start of the battle, the situation accelerated and deteriorated. A large amount of combat materials were backlogged at the two nodes of Aralsk and Aktobeinsk, and could not be transferred in time. However, even these backlogged materials were sent to the front line as planned.

, it can only guarantee a week of offensive operations..."

"Since trucks and mules are concentrated on supporting frontline army units, especially the rapid advance of armored mobile units, there is no extra force to open and maintain field forward airports. Most of the aviation units attached to the front army are deployed at nearby supply nodes.

Nearby: Fighters, reconnaissance aircraft and light bombers are mainly deployed

In Aktobesk, which is 250 kilometers away from the front line, heavy bombers and airships are mainly deployed in Aralsk, which is 850 kilometers away from the front line. The combat efficiency is greatly reduced. In addition, the aviation force attached to the enemy and high-speed

The strength of the 'shooting' artillery force is far beyond our army's expectations, and our aviation force failed to achieve the expected effective effect..."

"The amount of supplies that can be sent to the front line every day is now half less than two weeks ago. Yesterday we stopped the delivery of rations and feed. If we continue the current offensive, starting the day after tomorrow, the 300,000 officers and soldiers on the front line and the 100,000

A mule and a horse can only fight on an empty stomach. If an infantry

A large number of mules and horses in the infantry and cavalry units starved to death. These troops had no choice but to abandon their heavy weapons and baggage and rely on their feet, guns, bayonets and a little ammunition they carried with them to fight against the enemy troops equipped with cannons.

I’m afraid I don’t know who wants to encircle and annihilate whom…”

The more Liang Tianhe listened, the more annoyed he became, so he waved his hand and shouted: "That's enough!"

Gritting his teeth, he said angrily: "I know what you're talking about better than anyone else! But what can I do? Yes, we have long heard that the Maozi opposite has recently added a lot of new gadgets, some of which

Groups of tanks, anti-aircraft guns, anti-aircraft guns, and British and French support

New fighter jets. Their commander was a director of armored forces and fought in the Battle of the River. He is knowledgeable and experienced. This time he is trying his best to dig a hole for us to jump into - but this is not a battle I am eager to fight.

!Now that the fight has begun, we can’t give up halfway, right?”

Yan Canglong's eyes rolled: "This battle is indeed not what our Central Asian Army wants, but what the base camp forces us to do. In this case, why should the commander be worried? The person who untie the bell must tie the bell. If the superiors say fight, we will do it.

Fight, if the superiors tell us to stop, we will

Stop. Now the superiors have not called a halt, nor have they continued to fight. They only said that the Northern Army has a proposal. What do you think? Damn it, what ideas can we have? If we have no idea, we will retaliate according to the facts and let the base camp

If you want to go by yourself, won’t this end?”

Liang Tianhe punched himself in the palm: "What the fuck! How could it end like this? Just forget it if Lu Kaiping doesn't live up to expectations. I haven't used my trump card yet. Anyway, I still have two days of food to eat. Let's have a final show tomorrow."

One blow', then make plans!"

Yan Canglong laboriously 'licked' his parched lips: "Sir, please think twice. Judging from the battle situation in the past two days, even if the Imperial Guards mounted detachment is deployed, it may not be able to immediately turn the tide of the war. Moreover, this unit is

The plan is not to break through the enemy's lines, but to pass through the breach and break through to divide the enemy's rear..."

Liang Tianhe raised his head and smiled: "Plan? There is no plan for a long time. Even if you can't eat the meat of Orenburg this time, at least you have to smash the bastard that is holding me back to pieces. The dead one is the 'hairy' one."

What a hairy boy! A good dog won’t stop you

Lu, no matter whether he is named Wang or Liu, I will slap whoever dares to stand in my way. At the worst, I will be given a vacation-style treatment, and I am not afraid to sing the praises of his mother's loyalty in a small dark room - that's it.

Come on! Go and pick up Captain Lin for me."

…

About 30 kilometers northeast of Orenburg, on an inconspicuous hillock on the south bank of the Oron River, three young officers in black uniforms of the Guards were standing side by side, with the roar of artillery behind them and the roar of engines around them.

Dazzling flares continued to rise - occasionally reflecting the remains of steel scattered among the trees and swamps.

Yes, that was the focus of the entire Orenburg front for two days, the place where the assault group suffered a defeat, and where the Imperial Armored Forces suffered humiliation—temporarily.

"It seems we have to go on stage early..."

The typical tall and wealthy commander in the middle is thoughtful. He is Captain Zhong Yi, the commander of the 1st Company of the 1st Battalion of the Mixed Chariot of the Guards Armored Cavalry Detachment, who attacked Juewu Zhengong.

"It would have been fine if we had been allowed to play earlier."

The man with the mustache on Zhong Yi's left spoke next, it was Captain Wang Buwu, commander of the 2nd company of the same battalion.

"It seems that not allowing us to play forward is indeed a crime."

The big-faced person on the right of Zhong Yi is followed by the wretched one, Captain Kim Jung-won, the commander of the 3rd company of the same battalion.

Before Big Pie Face finished speaking, a black figure appeared behind the three of them.

"Hey, those three idiots piled together over there, be careful if a shell comes down and kill the entire company commander of my battalion!"
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