Chapter 52: Bliucher's Blocking
Retreating is a big problem in the war, because when retreating, don't expect much morale to fight back. Stalin didn't want to retreat, but he had no choice. With hundreds of thousands of troops losing air supremacy, they were in the harsh environment of Siberia.
, the supplies of the Soviet army were exhausted, and if they did not withdraw, the entire army would be annihilated.
On the muddy road, the army that can barely maintain its organization is marching hard, with one foot deep and one foot shallow. This is a true portrayal of Siberia's snow melting period. Don't count on the railways, which have long been bombed by Chinese planes.
It's such a mess, there's probably a bridge or a road that's over a hundred meters long for fifty kilometers.
Sections were destroyed by the bombing. The road was not much better. The originally solid road surface was riddled with holes due to the bombing. Although the engineers worked hard and filled up many of these holes, with the arrival of the snowmelt season, the bombed roads
Under the stampede of hundreds of thousands of troops, some people often fell half-body into the mud.
Bang bang bang! Three gunshots rang out. Stalin, who was riding on horseback, glanced at the roadside. Three seriously injured men put pistols on their heads and shot them. A mixture of red and white in their brains sprayed all over the floor. Stalin's face was expressionless.
I continued on the road with an expression on my face. There was a position in front of me. A Soviet army was frantically building fortifications. This was an infantry division that was selected to stay behind and break up the rear. The Chinese had many tanks and cavalry, and this was the one who was still behind to break up the rear.
News from the troops.
"Comrade Stalin, I suggest blowing up the railway to prevent it from being used by the enemy. The railway track can also be used as a material for fortifications." A general blocked the road and made a suggestion. His name was Blucher, the commander of the 51st Infantry Division of the Far East Army. He took the initiative.
He proposed to stay behind and buy time for the army to retreat.
This is a resolute Red Army general. Although it seems that the Red Army has failed and its morale is low, there is no fear in him at all. Instead, he can feel the burning of tenacious fighting spirit.
"Comrade Blyucher, you can do whatever you want, and if you need anything else, just ask." Stalin was not stingy at this time, and there was not much material left for him. The main firepower was hundreds of 122-mm howitzers.
, all stayed in the blocking position by the Ob River. All the artillery shells had been fired long ago, and the artillerymen picked up their rifles to fight. And there were not many bullets left.
"Comrade Stalin, I need enough ammunition. I still have 24 76mm mountain guns, but I only have one base number of shells. The terrain here is good, and if there is enough ammunition, I think I can defend it for three days." Blucher
Standing upright like a mountain, Stalin stood at this intersection. Stalin keenly noticed that there were highlands on both sides of this intersection. The position of the blocking position was very favorable, and there were woods at the far end, which was convenient for ambushes.
"You can set up a temporary supply point on the roadside and let the retreating comrades leave their ammunition. The 52nd Infantry Division will also be under your command. I hope you can stay here for a week." Stalin gave the decisive order
After receiving the order, Blyucher stood at attention and saluted: "I understand, Comrade Stalin."
Stalin seemed to hear the sound of artillery coming from the far side, but in fact he did not hear it. He just subconsciously looked back in the direction of Novosibirsk. About fifty kilometers away from here, comrades from four infantry divisions had already held fast.
Damn it. The damn roads are so terrible that I can't even increase my marching speed, less than 30 kilometers a day.
The silky drizzle gently swept over his face. Stalin's face perked up and he looked up at the sky. It was a foggy field. It was raining!
"Comrade Blyucher, our luck has come." Stalin looked happy. Yes, rain is good news. Rain means that the enemy's aircraft cannot be dispatched, and rain means that the enemy's artillery is also blocked by the road.
block.
The railway bridge over the Ob River was under repair. Li Daxiong, who was standing by the bridge, looked dissatisfied and complained to Fang Keng, the leader of the engineering corps: "What are you doing? It's been three days and the railway bridge has not been repaired yet."
The railway bridge was blown up when the Belarusian troops withdrew. The bombing was very thorough. Only three sections of the railway bridge deck among the ten bridge piers on the river are still there. The project is very difficult. The infantry can cross the river along the pontoon bridge set up, but this
Marching on seasonal roads is simply a nightmare for heavy artillery. Fortunately, the 75-meter mountain gun can be disassembled and carried on horseback. Don't count on the 105-meter howitzer equipped by the infantry. They all stay behind, waiting for the railway bridge to be repaired, and then pursue forward on the railway.
After complaining about the railway bridge, Li Daxiong hurried forward. Bicycles are not easy to use in this damn place, so they can only rely on animals and two legs. The engineers set up twenty pontoon bridges on the Ob River. To be honest, they did a good job.
It's very beautiful. The Far East Army has two independent engineering brigades and the engineering battalions of each infantry division are fighting together. Since the Soviet army retreated, the hardest part has been the engineering troops.
Li Daxiong only complained a few words. He was not qualified to scold the engineers at this time.
Boom boom boom, the 75 mountain artillery stirred up a piece of soil on the position, leaving a crater. Blyucher in the bunker seemed unusually calm. On the fifth day of retreat, the Chinese and White Russian cavalry caught up and left behind in front of the blocking position.
Retreat after some corpses.
In just two hours, the Chinese artillery bombardment began. The 75 mountain artillery fire rate was very fast, and the number was at least one artillery regiment. Bluher took advantage of the favorable terrain and set up a front with six highlands as support points.
The blocking position was about five kilometers wide. Due to the effective use of the obstruction of the woods, China had to carry out a forceful attack. The Chinese, who had an absolute advantage in military strength and firepower, could not give up their own advantages and enter the endless woods to fight a bad battle.
Bluucher was very lucky. It was rainy for three consecutive days, and the Chinese planes could not be seen at all. Without planes, and heavy artillery could not come up, the pressure on the blocking position was greatly reduced. After a day's battle, China
The man could not move forward even a step. Blucher could not see any relief on his face, because he knew very well that the Chinese would definitely use the railway to transport the heavy artillery, and then the most difficult period would be.
A major general walked into the bunker, saluted behind Blyucher and said loudly: "Comrade Blyucher, Commander of the Armored Brigade of the Far East Group Zhu Helai is ordered to obey your command."
Blucher was quite surprised to know that the entire Far East Army only had one armored brigade, and the equipment was provided to the White Army by the Allied Powers captured from the Northern Army. Although these tanks and armored vehicles were relatively backward, they were of great significance to the current situation.
For the Soviet army, they were all treasures. When attacking Novosibirsk, Frunze was not willing to use them.
"What's going on?" Blyucher asked, and Zhuhelai shouted: "Due to the enemy's bombing, the armored brigade never had the chance to rush to the front line and was delayed at a nearby station. When Comrade Stalin found out, he asked us to come over.
Reinforce the blocking force."
"How is your situation?" Blucher was not too happy. After all, the armored forces are still very valuable to the current Soviet army. It's not about the equipment, but these personnel are valuable. Those who have studied the layout of European wars
Liuher knew very well that armored troops played a huge role on the battlefield. The Germans took advantage of the huge power of tanks to defeat the Russian army during the Tsarist period, often annihilating hundreds of thousands or millions of soldiers.
"The situation is not very good. There is not much fuel left, but the ammunition is sufficient, at least enough for three days of fighting. The problem is that I saw that the main force's marching speed is too slow. Even if the heavy equipment is discarded, the daily marching speed is still less than forty kilometers.
It will take at least a week to get to Omsk. Can we hold on until then?"
"This is nothing for you to worry about, Comrade Zhukhlai. Your armored brigade is hiding in the woods on the right, waiting for my order, ready to attack at any time."
Beijing, Marshal's Mansion. The hall in the front yard is still occupied by a group of staff officers, who are busy working in full swing. In the study room in the backyard, Fang Jianxiong, Cai E, and Jiang Fangzhen gathered in the study room to discuss the situation of the war.
"Brother Songpo's health seems to be fully recovered." Cai E's health has always been a thorn in Fang Jianxiong's heart. After returning from Europe, Cai E fell ill. He has been recovering since then. Fortunately, after more than half a year
After treatment, the body recovered very well. No, I couldn't stay at home anymore, so I came to Fang Jianxiong to study the battle situation.
"Fuguo, my health has been fine for a long time. I can go to the military region at any time." Cai E knew very well that Fang Jianxiong was not afraid of him, but really cared about his health. If he was slightly afraid, he would not let him go to the Jinan Military Region.
It is impossible to capture the commander-in-chief, let alone be the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force. After a serious illness, Cai E's face finally turned red, and although his body was still a little weak, he felt very good. He was eager to return to his past career of fighting and fighting.
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"Fuguo, Songpo, Liu Mingzhao led his troops to catch up with the Soviet blocking force, and fought tentatively for a day. The Soviet army was very tenacious. The heavy artillery force could not advance, and the attack had no effect." Jiang Fangzhen opened the door and came in with a smile on his face.
Smiling.
"Alright Baili, let's stop trying to bluff and let's tell you what good news there is." Cai E knew Jiang Fangzhen very well, but this guy didn't know how to deceive people.
"There is indeed good news. The railway has been opened. At least five heavy artillery regiments can be transported up tonight. The even better news is that the weather has cleared up and the rain has stopped before dark."
"Baili, Songpa, it seems that there will be a subject related to meteorology in the military academy in the future. The Ministry of Education will have to set up a separate meteorological university. I didn't think this weather had much to do with the war before, but this time it is
We have recognized the problem." Fang Jianxiong's words may seem a bit off-topic, but they are not. The two people present felt deeply.
The three of them were talking. Xue Yue knocked on the door and came in. After saluting, he said loudly: "An urgent message from the Military Intelligence Bureau." Jiang Fangzhen took it, looked up and said: "The news from Moscow is that Frunze has gone to Europe.
On the battlefield, let him fight the Poles."
Fang Jianxiong clicked his tongue and felt deeply regretful. This guy was not killed by his own people. It was unscientific. It seemed that the bearded man was more powerful. It would be cruel to kill him during the Great Purge.
(To be continued)
Chapter completed!