On February 25, the Japanese army invaded the entire northern and eastern areas of the Great Wall in three routes from Tongliao and Suizhong bases, as well as all important passes along the Great Wall. Hu Zhiyong did not give Zhukov time to rest, because the Japanese army starting from Tongliao was about to attack westward from Tongliao
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The Kailu Basin is located in the southwest corner of the Songliao Plain. The Xiliao River system was flooded and deposited, causing wide floodplains to appear along both banks of the river. The headquarters was located in Jinjiadian, and the national troops not far away looked at it in surprise: "Ma'anshan
Are the volunteers going to fight the Japanese here?"
Zhukov saw the cavalry. He was a cavalry man, and he was surprised by Ma Xiandeng's cavalry brigade and said: "What a mighty division!"
All Mongolian improved horses, carbines, and sabers are also Japanese products. The yellow-green cavalry uniforms are equipped with tall all-cow leather combat boots. Each person has a submachine pistol, and there is a wolf pattern on the front of the helmet on the head.
It was also the first time that Hu Zhiyong saw the cavalry traveling in and out, and he couldn't help nodding with a smile on his face. In the blink of an eye, the cavalry disappeared from the Dongfeng Town Forest Farm, and his eyes were still patrolling the traces of these people.
"Artillery, female soldiers!" Zhukov was surprised. Can these cute little girls really play with multi-barreled rocket launchers? What appeared in his eyes were two regiments of female rocket launcher units, with uniform camouflage on their heads for him to see.
Not clear about face.
The artillery was only more than a mile away from Jinjiadian, and the one who guarded them was a battalion of the 304th Regiment. Zhukov, who had seen photos of rocket launchers, seemed extra excited and excited when he saw nearly a thousand artillery fires ready for battle.
Looking forward at the artillery position, Zhukov was confused: "There seem to be countless infantry three miles away. Why can't I see their position?"
"Hahahaha!" Hu Zhiyong laughed for a long time and turned to Zhukov and said: "I don't fight positional warfare. What I want to fight today is a surprise battle!"
"Going head-to-head with the Kwantung Army? How many troops do you have?" Zhukov was nervous. The Japanese army had a division, an artillery brigade and a cavalry brigade, with a total number of more than 35,000 people. Is Ma'anshan capable of eating these people?
"I'm sorry, Hou Dashun only has four infantry regiments, and the number of people who carry out the assault is only 7,500!"
"Seven thousand five hundred men are going to deal with thirty-five thousand Japanese troops?" a regiment commander under Zhukov shouted in panic.
"Your algorithm is wrong." Hu Zhiyong introduced in detail: "There are more than 3,000 cavalry brigade, 5,000 artillery people, and we also have a newly established armored force. They are here to learn this time!"
"One to two?" Zhukov was also surprised. If he was asked to command the troops to fight against the Japs one to one, he probably wouldn't have the guts yet!
Just as Hu Zhiyong was about to explain, the phone rang. Hu Zhiyong picked up the phone and Hou Dashun's voice rang: "Master, the advance troops of the Japs have entered the encirclement!"
"Leave him alone, wait until his advance troops reach your ambush, and let the field artillery and howitzers hit his rear!" Hu Zhiyong said calmly, he wanted to drive the Kwantung Army forward from behind.
Zhukov is indeed a battle-hardened man. From Hu Zhiyong's unswerving command style, he suddenly realized that this humble boy was extraordinary!
The battle was commanded by Hou Dashun. Hu Zhiyong and the Russian soldiers who came to visit picked up the red wine and tasted it slowly. In less than an hour, they heard a whistling sound. In an instant, the ground was shaking. Twenty-five
There were wolf smoke and a gray sky a few kilometers away.
"Rumble..."
The sound of artillery finally came, one after another, lasting for a long time, as if the angry thunder god had begun a crusade against the advancing Japanese army.
Zhukov and his officers looked at each other and were not too surprised. But before they could turn their eyes away, they only heard the sound of whooshing coming over.
"Bazooka, rocket launcher!"
Not to mention his subordinates who were so frightened that they broke into cold sweats. Even Zhukov looked at the hail-like shells in the sky, and his face was as red as a fever!
The rocket launchers extended from near to far, and the howitzers and field artillery moved from far to near. The Japanese army was miserable. Those who were not killed were also surrounded by fires. Broken limbs and broken arms were everywhere, and they were crying.
The sound was clearly audible through the deafening roar of artillery.
Ten minutes have passed. The rocket launcher can fire 12 shells at a time. How many rounds can be thrown in ten minutes? Zhukov was surprised: "You are a person who doesn't know how to live!"
"Hahaha!" Hu Zhiyong laughed up to the sky, and then said: "In two months, I have to transport 130 cargoes to Ma'anshan, and these cargoes are all consumed by the troops and construction! These shells are far less valuable than one cargo.
Do you think it would be a pity for me? The lives of soldiers are the most valuable. If I can fight for one more minute, hundreds or even thousands of them will survive!"
Zhukov has encountered a rich man with a lot of money! Just when he heard the sound of cannons, he heard the blast of the charging horn that shook people's hearts!
"Come on!"
"Kill!"
One by one, vigorous figures appeared, and Zhukov was surprised: "They - they were hiding in the snow wearing white cloths?"
"This is not white cloth, it's a windbreaker, a white windbreaker!" Hu Zhiyong pointed to the wild: "Everywhere is white in the winter in the Northeast. We specially designed a camouflage uniform. Look at the soldiers, this kind of camouflage combat uniform is the most popular in summer.
So that it can be as green and soft as the earth!"
Gunshots rang out, and Zhukov was even more surprised: "Rifle, repeating rifle!"
"We call it an assault rifle, and its range is about four hundred meters." Hu Zhiyong snickered secretly: "I stole your AK47 later, and you discovered it today!"
The AK47 was only equipped with the Soviet Army in 1947. This was the early stage of research. Zhukov looked at such a rifle, slapped his thigh and said: "I want your assault rifle drawings in exchange for the latest tanks or aircraft!"
Hu Zhiyong smiled evilly: "We also have two kinds of treasures, you will not be able to put it down when you see them!"
"I want it, I want it, I want it all!" Zhukov didn't believe that Hu Zhiyong would lie. In modern warfare, with such a weapon, how many people could be saved and how much results could be achieved? He couldn't imagine it. Only then did he understand, little devil
You can't beat them one to two, and you won't get the slightest advantage if you beat them one to ten!
"Third Young Master, our commander-in-chief is worried, why don't you hand over this kind of blueprint? Don't you want the little devil to be finished earlier?"
Hu Zhiyong pursed his lips and smiled: "What does the general think?"
"My analysis is that you are afraid that Chiang Kai-shek will use these weapons to deal with the Communist Party! To put it bluntly, if Chiang Kai-shek had these weapons, the civil war would be more intense!" Zhukov looked at the change in Hu Zhiyong's expression and thought he had guessed it right.
"I am a commoner and a profit-seeking businessman. I am patriotic and love this land. However, today's government only strives for power and profit. How can it care about the invasion of foreign enemies? The Kuomintang and the Communist Party have nothing to do with the common people. We just want peace and security.
Live happily!"
The more Hu Zhiyong talked, the more excited he became, and finally he smiled apologetically: "Am I very unaware?"
"We are all ordinary people. Everyone wants to live the life you mentioned!" Zhukov nodded slightly: "I heard that you do a lot of business with the United States. Have you considered establishing a business relationship with us?"
"Of course!" Hu Zhiyong said quietly: "Now is the war era. What I need is steel, gasoline, diesel and ammunition. If your country can deal with me fairly, I will consider long-term cooperation."
From Hu Zhiyong's cunning eyes, Zhukov understood his heart. He sighed and said: "This is the first time we have interacted with each other on an airplane. Maybe you have suffered a loss. I believe that the commander-in-chief will continue to cooperate with you to cover the military aspect!"
Hu Zhiyong chuckled: "General, if you encounter difficulties on the battlefield in the future, I will send an elite force to help you."
"Elite soldiers? Give me your special force?" Zhukov pointed at Hu Pengsheng, his eyes forcing Hu Zhiyong to wait for a reply.
"You don't want troops that are more powerful than him?" Hu Zhiyong smiled slyly, and Zhukov was stunned: "You still have the best soldiers that I haven't seen?"
Hu Zhiyong nodded: "The elite soldiers I'm talking about can do anything in the sky or on the ground! They can kill the enemy's head among ten thousand people, and they can also go behind enemy lines to perform the most difficult tasks."
The cavalry began to charge. Zhukov stared at Ma Xiandeng's troops and said cheerfully: "I was a cavalry soldier who rose to my current position. Your cavalry is indeed extraordinary. The tactics and weapons are top-notch today!"
Hu Zhiyong sighed and said: "The lifespan of the cavalry is about to end, and this unit will no longer exist in twenty years!"
"Report! The Japanese army was defeated and retreated towards Tongliao. The Japanese planes did not come for reinforcements!" Hou Dashun broke into the headquarters and gasped: "It's fun, it's so damn fun! Master, the artillery fire is too powerful. Everything left behind is intact.
not much!"
"Give the ammunition to the national army and tell them that the credit this time belongs to them!" Hu Zhiyong handed over the command to Hou Dashun and said to Zhukov: "General, please!"
"No! I want to go to the battlefield and see what it will look like after the rocket launcher strikes!" Zhukov saw the wonders of the launch moment, but he must also have an understanding of the situation on the battlefield! Holding a camera, Zhukov took
He dispatched all his officers.
"Hahahaha!" Hou Dashun stuck out his tongue childishly: "Go and see, I hope you don't spit it out!"
"Hey, he is a general and has seen many battlefields!" Seeing Hou Dashun like a naughty child, Hu Zhiyong couldn't help but laugh. This young man was just like him in his previous life. Maybe that's why he chose him
Be a great general who leads troops.
"Young master, the dead people on the battlefield are not scary. What's scary is that the intestines and stomach are all over the place, and the blood is flowing into a river without solidifying. The fire is burning, and the smell of barbecue is disgusting!" Hou Dashun described what he saw on the battlefield, and endured the pain.
He kept bending over and retching.
Hu Zhiyong was a soldier in the 20th century. He had never seen a battle like this. Listening to Hou Dashun's narration, his heart trembled slightly: "Yes! Sun Tzu said: In the art of military use, the whole country is the first, and the destruction of the country is the second.
; The whole army is superior, and the broken army is second; the whole brigade is superior, and the broken brigade is second; the whole army is superior, and the broken army is second; the whole army is first, and the broken army is second. This is why a hundred battles are victorious, which is not a good thing.
That’s the kind of person who subdues others’ troops without fighting, that’s the kind of person who is good!”
The Japanese army attacked in three groups. Hu Zhiyong blocked one group and dealt a heavy blow. The other two groups heard that the Fifth Division had suffered heavy losses and hurriedly retreated for fear of being attacked. Zhukov returned to Jinshan Town and talked with Hu Zhiyong all night.
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Stalin read Zhukov's telegram and immediately sent a telegram: "All drawings of sniper rifles, spurs, submachine pistols, and assault guns are required. Give Maanshan 48 new fighter jets and 48 latest medium tanks!"