The horses' hooves marched hard on the muddy water. The torrential rain connected the sky and the earth. There were large and small puddles everywhere on the ground, and the horses' hooves might sink into them.
Long before launching the campaign, Zhang Tinglan repeatedly weighed the possibility that it would be better to cut off one of his fingers than to injure ten of his fingers. Instead of constantly fighting with the Russians along the railway line in the Far East, it would be better to take decisive action and completely eliminate Russia's power in the Far East in one fell swoop.
Kill them to force the Russians to come to the negotiating table.
When the Feng army used armored forces to divide and surround the Russians, the Russian army thought that this was the Chinese overall plan. In fact, this could only be regarded as a part of a huge combat plan. Although it was very important, it was not the most deadly.
Using troops from Outer Mongolia to attack Chita was a key step that Zhang Tinglan and the two major think tanks decided upon. Qin Wei followed Zhang Tinglan's orders and led his troops across the vast border, traveling day and night, trying his best to cover up his whereabouts. After ten
After two days of marching, Chita was finally in sight.
The soldiers were exhausted. In the last few days, as long as they stopped to rest, many of them fell off their horses. As a result, after landing, there was no groan, but some people snored. Moreover, after riding for a long time, their thighs were all covered with fatigue.
Their skin was torn, and some were even dripping with blood. Whenever they stopped, the soldiers who bled the most would be ridiculed, just like women come every month.
No matter how much hardship they suffered, they finally arrived at the outskirts of Chita as scheduled. However, it rained continuously since the morning. Everyone was soaked in the rain. The rain seeped into the wounds, and the bone-piercing pain was simply indescribable.
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But as a commander, Qin Wei was quite happy. The heavy rain provided them with cover, making it easier to sneak attack Chita.
Qin Wei called over a tall Russian. This guy was none other than Semyonov. He was originally the main general of White Russia in the Far East. He was once able to compete with Kolchak. As the majority army came over, his
His subordinates were completely dispersed and had no choice but to flee to Vladivostok.
In order to fight against the Russian army, Semyonov was found again and asked to serve Fengjun. After a depressing experience, Semyonov had a pathological obsession with power and was particularly obedient to Fengjun's orders.
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Qin Wei called him over. Then he said with a smile: "Semyonov, I have a task for you. Take your men, disguised as reinforcements from the majority party, and directly enter Chita!"
When Semyonov heard this, his eyes suddenly widened: "Mr. Commander, are you asking us to die? Once those guys find out, we will all be dead!"
"Stupid!" Qin Wei said unceremoniously: "Chinese art of war has long said that what is real is false and what is false is true. We only have more than 10,000 people, and they are all cavalry. If we attack according to normal means, it is necessary.
How many people will die and how long will it take? You disguise yourself as reinforcements from the majority party and quickly break through the city's defense line. This is the most trouble-free way."
Semenov was still a little embarrassed: "I'm still worried that once they find out, the consequences will be disastrous!"
"So use your brain and think more about how you can pretend to be good and how you can complete the task well instead of shoving the blame here. If you can't even do this well, you should know that there are some Russians.
There are many more capable and promising people!”
Faced with the most direct threat, Semyonov finally fell silent. If he could carve out a career in the Far East, this guy is not a loser. After thinking about it carefully, he nodded solemnly: "I can guarantee the completion of the mission.
However, the follow-up troops must keep up, and it will definitely not work with less than 2,000 people."
Qin Wei finally nodded, and Semenov hurriedly gathered his subordinates together. After a brief discussion, they disappeared into the heavy rain.
Qin Wei also said to all the soldiers: "Brothers, I know that everyone is very tired, but we must understand that our brothers Paoze are still bleeding and dying on the front line, and they have to sacrifice their lives. Our suffering is nothing!
In addition, this is an era in which military technology is changing rapidly. The cavalry has been declining day by day. This operation is a rare opportunity to show off. Everyone must fight for the honor of the cavalry. Everyone should cheer up, organize their guns and weapons, and be ready for battle.
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"yes!"
The soldiers all nodded vigorously in reply. They did not care about their fatigue and pain, and hurriedly made the final preparations before the battle.
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At this moment Semyonov led the cavalry and ran towards the west of Chita. He only led more than 500 people, riding tall Don horses, dressed in Red Army uniforms, holding high the banner of sickle and hammer, risking
The heavy rain rushed towards Chita quickly.
The soldiers on guard saw a cavalry charging over unscrupulously, without any evasion. They did not expect it to be the enemy. After all, the battle was taking place in the east, and those coming from the west could only be reinforcements.
The distance between them was getting closer and closer, and Semyonov took the initiative to shout: "We are coming from the Caucasus. There are more than 20,000 people in total, and we are here to assist our comrades!"
Upon hearing the pure Russian, everyone present relaxed a lot, and some soldiers asked: "Of more than 20,000 people, why are only so many here? Where are the others?"
"Heavy rain washed away a bridge and the railway was broken. We are here to borrow some tools and repair the road!"
After hearing this, these Russian sentries laughed loudly: "Yes, in this damn weather, water has seeped into our fortress, not to mention how uncomfortable it is."
Semyonov took advantage of someone's opportunity to pass a message and passed the Red Army sentry. The distance between the two sides was less than 20 meters. Semyonov finally put away his smile and suddenly took out his pistol. The sentries were confused.
He became a dead ghost.
"Rush, rush in!"
Semyonov whipped his horse violently, and the other Russians followed closely. In an instant, he overwhelmed three Russian sentries and rushed into Chita. At this time, the Russian army had not figured out what happened, and everything was in chaos.
Incomparable. Semyonov hurriedly ordered the firing of signal flares, and Qin Wei and the others immediately launched a charge. Countless horse hooves stepped on the muddy water and rushed into Chita crazily.
The main force of the Russian army in Chita had been transferred away long ago, leaving only some second-line troops. They did not have enough experience to face the unexpected situation. They did not know how to deal with it. They were beaten in a panic and the soldiers were everywhere.
Fleeing, unable to find weapons or officers. Not knowing what to do at all, Fengjun took advantage of the chaos and quickly broke into the city.
Qin Wei commanded the troops and eliminated the Russian troops like chopping melons and vegetables. Semyonov was also high-spirited. He took the lead and rushed towards the office building in the center of Chita, which is the seat of the government of the so-called Far Eastern Republic.
The Russian officials inside were all frightened. They had no idea what was going on, and they were like a bunch of lambs, just waiting to be killed.
The Fengjun side was advancing with great success, but at this time the First Division was caught in a bitter battle. Blyucher had already planned to retreat to Chita, but when he saw a heavy rainstorm, he was immediately ecstatic.
It seemed that God had not abandoned them. Blucher immediately reorganized his troops and launched an unprecedented attack on Fengjun's positions. The Russian crowd became more violent, the voice of Ula resounded throughout the battlefield, and the artillery bombarded Fengjun endlessly.
's position.
The soldiers of the First Division could only resist desperately. The biggest trouble they encountered was not the Russians, but the heavy rain. A large amount of rainwater entered the fortifications. The trenches were full of deadly mud, and both legs were covered with mud.
Trapped in muddy water, every step required a lot of physical effort. The hungry soldiers were shivering in the rain.
When the Feng army was building their positions, they had reserved drainage ditches on both sides of the trenches, which did not cause floods. However, people had to constantly take out the water. Otherwise, once the rainwater entered the anti-gun holes, the troops hiding there would be trapped.
So it disappeared. As a result, the stretched military strength became even more insufficient.
Moreover, due to heavy rain, the shooting accuracy of Fengjun soldiers was greatly affected, and the Russians were able to rush to the front of the position faster.
Fengjun had to fight them hand-to-hand in the mud and water. The soldiers held their bayonets tightly and fought hard with the Russians. Some people were stabbed constantly. But as long as they had a breath left, they must not fall. Once they fell within a foot
No matter how deep you are in the muddy water, you will never be able to stand up.
Everyone waved their arms mechanically, drawing out and sheathing the knife. If the bayonet was damaged, they would smash it with the butt of the rifle. If the butt of the rifle was broken, they would use fists, feet, fingers, and teeth. Every part of the body became a weapon.
In the end, many soldiers could only hug their opponents tightly and then rolled into the mud. In the end, both of them suffocated and died in the mud.
"Master, the third regiment has been exhausted!"
The staff officer also had a look of horror on his face and reported the situation to Zhang Henian. Zhang Henian said in a hoarse voice with no expression on his face: "If it's still not enough to get the guards up, I'll pull up all the people in the headquarters. If you have a little bit of energy, rush to me."
Go up."
The staff officer turned around to convey the order. Zhang Henian suddenly stood up, holding two pistols in his hands, and was about to rush out. Zhang Tingshu grabbed his sleeves and said hurriedly: "Henian, if this continues, sooner or later all the brothers will be shot."
Well, let’s let the armored troops go up. After all, we are still a fresh force and can resist.”
Zhang Henian waved his hand decisively: "Second Young Master, the life of armored soldiers is mobility. There is mud and water everywhere. If you go up, the tanks and armored vehicles will sink in. It's useless!"
"Then we don't need tanks and use them as infantry. Isn't that enough?"
"Of course not!" Zhang Henian squeezed out a smile on his face: "It's not time to really fight hard yet, Second Young Master, you have to calm down, the rainstorm will definitely not last for long, and it will definitely stop in the afternoon. Until then, it will
It’s time for you armored forces to show off your skills. Your mission is to take care of the Russians, and my mission is to survive until that time comes!”
Zhang Henian patted Zhang Tingshu hard on the shoulder: "Don't let the sacrifices of our brothers be in vain!"
Seeing Zhang Henian leading the personal guards to rush out, Zhang Tingshu clenched his fists and stamped his feet fiercely. He turned around in the corner, leaned on the military coat, and forced himself to close his eyes and rest.
Adjusting his state. No matter how tense the fighting situation outside was, Zhang Tingshu didn't care at all. He firmly believed that his brothers could carry it through. If one soldier was sacrificed on the battlefield now, he would kill two or ten when the time comes to avenge them.
The battle situation became more and more tense. The Russians broke through all sides of the Feng army, and the battle line that was originally about ten kilometers thick was only about one kilometer left.
The Russians on both sides desperately launched attacks into the middle. Victory was at hand. As long as they cleared this last distance, they could win a precious victory.
At this time, Zhang Henian and Wu Kaijie led the soldiers, each responsible for one side, and they were engaged in a bloody battle with the Russians. Wu Kaijie's marksmanship was precise and he waved his hands, and Russians were being shot dead one after another. Zhang Henian's pistol had been run out of bullets, and he was holding a
He was carrying a rifle and was fighting with two Russian soldiers on bayonets.
There were fewer and fewer soldiers around him, and blood burst out from Zhang Henian's face and shoulders. No one knew whether he would fall down at the next moment. Their limbs were exhausted to the extreme, and they were all supported by their will.
At this time, the rain in the sky finally subsided, and soon the dense dark clouds dispersed, revealing the dazzling sunshine again.
Just before the last paragraph, Bluucher was extremely anxious, and suddenly the signal soldier ran over in a panic.
"Chita has been attacked!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.)
