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Chapter 997 Typhoon (6)

The wind, still like a knife, blew across the Western Siberian plains...

In late April, the temperature in Tomsk was still hovering below zero day and night. Compared with the wet and warm southeastern tropical, the people here had just passed a cruel winter that would never be forgotten. When the plane entered the field airport along the railway line, Chunan clearly saw that the Siberian Railway was covered with large groups of Soviet prisoners of war who were guarded by the National Guard and Central Asian Alliance soldiers, and the engineers were also commanding the track laying train to re-lay the damaged rails. These pictures told the outside world that the important Western Siberian plain had fallen into the hands of the National Defense Forces, starting from the east coast of Krasnoyarsk in East Siberia and going to Omsk, the road was smooth.

In fact, the siege of Western Siberia began after the Battle of Petropavlovsk before the winter of last year. At that time, Liu Mingzhao and Long Yun seized the opportunity. The former led Zhuofan to attack Petropavlovsk, while the latter raided Omsk, cutting off the major artery of the Siberian Railway, surrounding the triangular areas of Barnaul, Tomsk and Novosibirsk. At that time, Stalin issued a death order, requiring the 400,000 Siberian army surrounded by the surrounded 400,000 Siberian army to stand by and wait for assistance, but Zhukov believed that he should evacuate and preserve the living forces in time, and was almost imprisoned for this. He was unwilling to accept it.

He sacrificed hundreds of thousands of elite veterans for nothing, so he found Rokosovsky of the Ural Front. The two of them hid the front commander Temuxingo, and withdrew 150,000 veterans before the encirclement was completely closed. Because of this, the two were removed from office and investigated. It was not until early January that the surrounded Siberian army sent a telegram to Moscow, reporting that the extreme cold weather was blown up by the Chinese Air Force, causing a large number of soldiers to freeze and frostbite. Stalin reactivated the two and sent Zhukov to serve as the commander of the Stalingrad Front, which was a disguised confession of his mistakes.

But the big mistake has been made!

Because after the end of the Battle of Petropavlovsk, the Central Asian Theater Command of China has called more than a thousand bombers of various types to carry out repeated bombings on cities in the encirclement for three months, destroying all people's livelihood facilities and food. Without heating, no food, and even houses that shelter from wind and snow were dilapidated, the military and civilians in the encirclement of Western Siberia suffered heavy losses. In addition, the temperature in the region was below minus 35 degrees Celsius for three consecutive months last winter, so tens of thousands of people freeze to death every day in the entire Western Siberia area, and finally developed to the point where people cannibalize! Many people, under hunger and cold, had to cross the blockade line of ice and snow and surrender to the defense forces of Semiy and Pavlodar.

Originally, according to the General Staff's prediction, if the summer attacks this area full of mudslides and swamps and countless fortresses, it would cost at least 300,000 casualties. However, under the "severe cold blockade" tactic for half a year, Western Siberia, which had 1.2 million soldiers and civilians before the war, in addition to the 150,000 Soviet troops and 300,000 civilians who fled before and after the Battle of Petropavlovsk, a total of 500,000 people were frozen to death, and 300,000 refugees and soldiers surrendered. The entire low-latitude residential area of ​​Western Siberia was less than 50,000. Therefore, after the encirclement began at the beginning of the month, the 500,000 National Defense Forces and the Central Asian coalition had almost no resistance. The troops encountered all the thin and dying Soviet soldiers and civilians, or thousands of rotten corpses. In the end, with less than 3,000 casualties, Western Siberia was completely held into the palm of the palm.

Song Ziqing is a civilian minister and is more aware that Central Asia is fighting logistics and money. After the decisive battle in the Southeast, the total amount of materials sent from the country to Central Asia has dropped by one third compared to last year, which makes the Central Asian Theater Command powerless. On the contrary, as the battlefield gets closer and closer to the Soviet Union and Europe, the Soviet army's logistics line is more convenient and closer, offsetting many logistical disadvantages. In this way, in addition to the equipment, the remaining conditions of war between the two sides are already close. If the navy cannot destroy Yamamoto's main force as soon as possible, the Southeast will inevitably drag it down, which will be very unfavorable to the Central Asian front.

Chu Nan continued: "The Army Department has also urged me many times to enter North Korea as soon as possible. Long Yun and his team have prepared 35 divisions in the Northeast, and 22 new North Korean military divisions. They plan to start early next month, including 20 divisions and 22 divisions of the Korean army counterattack the peninsula, and another 15 divisions are put into the direction of Sakhalin and Okhotsk Sea. Originally, the Navy agreed that after the xn23 battle group took Gilbert, they turned around and went north to support the battle between Sakhalin and Chiba Islands. But yesterday, Bingwen

They were asked to postpone a few days and wait for Ryukyu to land before attacking the peninsula. This is not... a disagreement, and the two sides started to argue again." As the stall grew bigger and bigger, logistics has become the most troublesome thing for officers at all levels. Stalin also saw through this and formulated a series of counterattack plans after opening the southeast to try to save Japan and consume China. The three domestic armies also quarreled for resources, quarreling for three days and quarreling for five days. Before the chief of staff could get hot, he was overwhelmed by logistics.

"What Bingwen said makes sense. If you don't defeat the main force of the Japanese Navy, the navy's material consumption will not be suppressed. The pressure will be too great if the army starts the Korean battlefield again."

"So you plan to let the president come forward and coordinate?" Song Ziqing understood Chu Nan's dilemma very well. But he knew more about Bingwen and the Navy's minds. If he didn't defeat the main force of the Japanese Navy, even if Yang Qiu came forward, they would not sell the accounts and actively compress the amount of materials. However, the country's material support capacity is only so much, and it is no longer realistic to have a manufacturing capacity to rise to the level in the short term, so this matter is difficult to handle.

Chu Nan smiled bitterly, spread his hands and looked embarrassed: "What else can I do? Before coming out, Bingwen told me that they had discovered a Japanese fleet that was heading south from Dadong Island to join the Fourth Fleet in the Philippines. Bingwen judged that this might be Yamamoto's trick to lure the enemy, so he had given up his original plan and prepared to use the trick. Zhang Zhaoyang from Ryukyu went south overnight and went to the Taiwan Strait to pursue. Pan Duheng quickly rushed eastward to Dadong Island for searching for Yamamoto's main force. This not only confuses the Japanese navy, but also deceives him.

Yamamoto. Because Yamamoto targets Ryukyu, he is not afraid of Zhang Zhaoyang's attack across the island, but is afraid of Pan Duheng killing from behind. So he simply crossed and deceived Yamamoto mistakenly thought that Pan Duheng was the one who chased the bait. When Yamamoto thought that the xn21 battle group was taken away, Pan Duheng could cooperate with the four escort aircraft carriers left in Ryukyu and Kume Island to carry out a pinch attack." His hand moved and made a cross-strike action. Finally, he smiled and said, "I rely on the navy now. If it doesn't work this time, then I, the chief of staff, really want to sell myself."

"Haha, you, you." Song Ziqing was amused, laughed, pushed open the door and walked out of the car: "Let's go, see if the president agrees to let you sell yourself."

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It’s 10 o’clock on April 23rd.

In the Kailiang-Machi Sea, two patroling black shark-class submarines, less than three kilometers apart, appeared and disappeared as the waves rose and fell. The radar antenna protruded from the command enclosure was rotating rapidly. In the headed Sailfish, Zhou Sen, the burly captain, was wearing a vest and shorts, lying on the chart while checking the patrol route while constantly wiping sweat. Just below the podium, the first mate was working on a periscope and continuing to observe the sea surface. Suddenly, a sound came from the electronic cabin, and a moment later, a rapid sound came from it: "Sir, 3 nautical miles southeast! Eleven ships."

"Clang." With a sound of "Clang," Zhou Sen excitedly knocked over the teacup. He rushed to the periscope and turned the lens to the direction reported by the radar. But the sea surface was too dark and there was nothing to see. "Drain the water tank of No. 1 and 2, go up and take a look." He commanded the submarine to float, but he quickly ran into the electronic cabin. The reason was very simple. Although 90% sure that the enemy ships appeared, there were two of his own patrol formations in the waters of Qingliang, so he needed to confirm again. Fortunately, the experienced radar officer quickly inferred the direction from the direction and angle of the target that the target appeared.

When he learned that it was not his own fleet, Zhou Sen immediately turned on the full boat siren. The orange-red alarm light flashed quickly, and a series of commands echoed nervously and orderly within the sealed submarine.

"The horizontal rudder is five degrees...be ready for water discharge."

"Right rudder 17 degrees, full speed of the engine compartment."

"Azimuth 220, high-speed propeller sound... approaching!"

"Stop drainage! The main horizontal rudder leveles, the left rudder five! Check all hatch doors and prepare for emergency diving!"

"Torpedo compartment, 1,2,3,4,5,6 launch tubes are supercharged, waiting for the lightning to start charging, be prepared for attack."

The sound of deliberately lowered was shaking in the darkness, and the narrow ship shells covered with pipes and valves were rising one after another. Dozens of sailors not only were not nervous, but instead swept away the energy tortured by the sultry and fatigue, and worked quickly. "Release the communication buoy, contact the patrol formation to help. Send a signal to the Big Yellow Crocodile, let them follow our ship and move to the port side!..." The Black Shark-class submarine is worthy of being the fastest submarine under the fastest underwater movement so far. Before the periscope can discover the target, the streamlined hull has quickly seized the launch position under Zhou Sen's command.

"Captain, come quickly!" As the first mate reminded, Zhou Sen immediately squeezed into the periscope, held the handrail tightly, and slowly turned it, and his mouth was still muttering: "Quiet! Turn off the engine, start the power propulsion, and the target identification begins... I found that the target was unclear, there were tall islands, five turrets, etc...." He rushed back to the navigation table in one step, lifted up the thick photo book of Japanese naval ships, and after quickly browsing through it, he finally found a similar model on the last few pages.

His eyes suddenly became sharp: "Yes...Legend level!"
Chapter completed!
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