Before dawn, the world has woken up in advance, fierce battles are unfolding in various positions on the east bank of the Haraha River, the small battlefield has become the focus of the world's attention, and the soldiers and horses who fought brutally are only tens of thousands, but they have gathered the battlefield elites of Japan and Russia, and the excessive bearing makes people a little unbearable......

"Uchida, you help Maruyama carry the transmitter! Others, watch your surroundings! Under the urging of time, the leading Japanese lieutenant turned his head from time to time and beckoned his soldiers to speed up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe light had not yet appeared, but the sight was not entirely dark: ahead, bursts of fire flickered with the rumbling sound of cannons; In the rear, flares set in and out of the wilderness.

Although Japan's current level of electrical technology is not weak, there is still a big gap between it and Germany and the United States and other scientific and technological powers, and the old-fashioned radio transmitter is also embarrassing for a strong soldier.

"Attention! It seems that there are enemy tanks! The soldiers walking north lowered their voices to alert their companions, and everyone quickly crouched, hiding their low figures in the last dark corners of the dawn.

The bearded lieutenant took out his binoculars and looked at them for a long time, and muttered, "Stupid, that's just a patrolling machine-gun armored car!" The positions of the Russians...... It shouldn't be far! ”

When the roar of the armored car faded into obscurity, he waved his hand and shouted, "Keep going!" ”

Scouts have always played the role of battlefield knives, and infiltrating enemy lines is commonplace, the most dangerous of all arms - this has not changed since ancient times.

The group continued to walk west for more than 20 minutes, and the sound of artillery fire became clearer and clearer, and the dancing light of the fire seemed to be in front of them. The lieutenant motioned for his soldiers to stop advancing, and four men were on guard around him, he took out the binoculars he had with him, and whispered, "Record!" ”

A soldier who followed quickly took out a notebook and a pencil from his body, and quickly recorded every word the commander said in this flickering light.

The soldier with the transmitter on his back also crouched down and helped the communications corps prepare to send the telegram.

"Artillery position, coordinate position No. 4 10 degrees north-west, 6000 meters away, about ...... 12 to 15 doors! It seems that there are infantry trenches and chariots ......"

The fire flashed, and the lieutenant's brow furrowed.

"At least 6 of them, as well as a number of armored vehicles, it seems to be a full-fledged mobile force! It is speculated to be a company-level scale! ”

"Sir, are you ready, can you send a report?" The thin, pointy-faced communications soldier whispered.

"Well, send what I just said back to Command first! Otsuka, Kojima, come with me to the front to see what is going on! With that, the lieutenant put down his binoculars, pulled out a southern pistol from his holster, and continued to move forward in the dark with two sturdy infantrymen armed with "38 styles".

Of course, they did not have the courage to surprise the Soviet Russian positions alone, but stopped after advancing about sixty or seventy meters.

With the cooperation of the soldier in charge of recording, the signal soldier quickly moved his fingers and transmitted the orderly array of signals back to the rear through radio waves. Often, these radios are also of great interest to the opposing staff.

After obtaining the reconnaissance report, the Japanese artillery fire, which had been far away, gradually extended to the Soviet artillery position, and a few rounds fell close, which shocked the scouts into a cold sweat, and they hurriedly used radio to correct the data, and the shells flying from a distance finally returned to the "right path."

The Soviet artillery fire, which had been roaring for a long time, suddenly stopped, and the roar of engines could be faintly heard from the other side of the position, and the scouts looked strangely into the distance, but the light and distance prevented them from seeing more concrete content with the naked eye.

After a while, the lieutenant ran back quickly, panting: "Quick, send a report, the enemy artillery is moving, the direction is uncertain, but it is visually seen that there are more than ten combat vehicles accompanying the cover!" ”

"Russia has a terrible amount of steel resources, and can make artillery and combat vehicles at any cost." The soldier who was in charge of recording muttered, and the communications soldier on the side concentrated on sending the information out.

"Okay, okay? Hurry up, I'm afraid we'll have to move too! "The reason why the lieutenant was so alarmed was because two enemy armored vehicles appeared in his sight, seemingly performing battlefield patrol and alert duties near the position.

Calmly and calmly sent the last string of signals, the communication soldier quickly took off the headset, "Okay! ”

"Withdraw!" The lieutenant took one last look in the direction of the Soviet position, but fortunately, the artillery fire from the east quickly fell into the position, the Russians are not rabbits, can their artillery, ammunition and vehicles be withdrawn in time?

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The morning air, with a thick coolness, wrapped in a long military coat, Marshal Blyukhel followed Georgi-Štelen to a trench just a few hundred meters from the front line of battle. The line of sight is foggy, and the visual distance is only about five or six hundred meters. In order to expand the range of vigilance, the Soviet army and the Outer Mongolian army deployed a number of guard positions in front of the main positions, and connected them with field telephones, so that as soon as the situation was discovered, the sentinels could issue an alarm at the first time.

In an open area such as Nomenkan, where the enemy could be damaged by artillery fire or air strikes at any time, the trenches were undoubtedly the best place for the soldiers. Experienced soldiers dug a hiding hole in the middle of the trench and could sleep comfortably in it at night, while most of them still lay down in the trench, and it would be nice to share a blanket or a canvas with a few people.

Walking slowly through the trenches, the Russian marshal kept shaking hands with the officers and soldiers who were holding on, and the soldiers seemed to be full of energy and morale, and a small metal stove could be seen boiling hot soup or coffee every ten meters or so. Within 100 meters of the trenches that have formed a criss-cross pattern, you can see five or six specially built bunkers for machine gun fire, most of which are filled with Deggalev DP-27 light machine guns or Tokarev-Makqin M1910 heavy machine guns - these water-cooled heavy machine guns can be said to be young and can still play an active role in defensive battles in fixed positions, and large piles of mud-stained shells can be seen everywhere around them.

In the Soviet-Mongolian trenches, there was a company-level command post about three or four hundred meters apart, which was small enough to accommodate only four or five people, and the upper part was covered with a thick layer of wood and earth, and equipped with observation holes and periscopes. Seeing that the two high-ranking generals had come to inspect, the officers hurriedly put on their military caps and dressed neatly.

"How was last night?" As a front-line commander, Sterlen inquired with concern about the situation in the front-line positions.

An ordinary, old-looking major replied: "Comrade Chief of the report, it is basically the same!" The enemy had a lot of gunners in front of them, and from time to time they fired a shot with small-caliber mortars or mountain artillery! Last night...... One of our outposts was attacked and three comrades were lost! ”

Sterren nodded expressionlessly, if the Japanese army only maintained this level of harassment warfare, then there was nothing to worry about. However, will the Kwantung Army and even the base camp be willing to accept such a defeat?

The answer is obvious.

Marshal Blyukhel walked over to the periscope of the trenches, which were much simpler than those on submarines, but the principle and effect were not bad. At this time, the front of the position was quiet, and there were many craters scattered on the ground, indicating that the Japanese artillery had bombarded this area, but their distribution was not dense, indicating that the enemy's artillery fire was not fierce.

At the edge of sight, in the open area between the two trenches, there were some corpses lying horizontally, judging from their military uniforms, there was no doubt that they were the remains left by the Japanese army.

"They broke through the front two lines of defense last night?" The marshal asked.

The Soviet major just now hurriedly replied: "No, Comrade Chief, these Japanese soldiers infiltrated from the gap in our flank, and we did not connect well with the Mongolian 6th Division last night, so we gave the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of, and now there is no gap between the two troops." ”

Stelen on the side coldly reprimanded: "This is a very serious negligence! ”

The major was too frightened to speak.

Although Marshal Blyukhel had a solemn face, he did not say anything to criticize these junior officers, but said: "This is a common problem of lack of combat experience. The revolutionary war was too far away from us, and the tactics and tactics of that time could not be applied to the present battlefield. Moreover, the Japanese army and the Ottoman Turkish army were two completely different armies, and the means of victory in the Caucasus and Persia were probably not so easy to deal with the Japanese army. ”

Thinking that the previous night's loss had largely wiped out the previous day's victory, Šteren sighed, "Yes, we are facing a very difficult opponent. If possible, we should continue to strengthen our front-line troops, and only by showing strength to the enemy can we deter the enemy and allow them to settle down in the border areas in the future. ”

Marshal Blyukhel said in a deep tone: "It is a strategic question whether to show the enemy weak or to show the enemy strong, it is up to the Revolutionary Military Council to make the decision, what we have to do is to implement the strategy of the country, we need to be brave and take the lead when we defeat the enemy, and we need to be deliberately defeated by the enemy without hesitation, understand?" ”

Although Šteren was an old subordinate of Marshal Blyukhel, he did not think of an idea with him this time, and he asked very worriedly: "But if we are defeated, the enemy will inevitably be even more arrogant, and will continue to launch armed provocations against us on the Haraha River, the Tumen River, and even the sea in the future. Besides, Germany and Japan have an alliance agreement after all, and what should we do if Germany feels that we are weak and can be bullied and unites with the Japanese army to attack us from both sides? ”

Marshal Blyukhel shook his head: "This needs to be understood with very esoteric political thinking, Comrade Shteron, what we have to do is to implement the strategic deployment of the superiors and become a qualified transmission gear, as for the why, you will slowly know later." ”

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