The text begins with Chapter 595 "Waiting for Winter"

The end of the Chin Malak battle and the surrender of the 8th Army of the Soviet Russian Red Army made the fate of the Battle of Kedunsnoyarsk firmly in the hands of the Chinese!

The moment of the decisive battle is getting closer and closer

Not only was the Red Army in Chinmrak and other places being annihilated one after another, but more importantly, the morale and confidence of the Red Army were being weakened little by little in the course of repeated futile counterattacks. Baidu search to enter the search, please see the novel network to quickly enter this site

The sound of "Ula" on the battlefield is already far less loud than before.

Any man or army, after a long period of frustration in an offensive that has not been achieved, will always explode into frustration very vividly.

Frunze has run out of options.

After the defeat of the 8th Army, he and his command came under tremendous pressure, and the harsher telegrams from Moscow almost took him breathless. Frunze is convinced that if the situation in Ktonsnoyarsk were not so critical, then he would have been subjected to the most terrible sanctions

Almost all the people in the headquarters went to the front, and Meretskov, a young staff officer who commanded the battle and gathered intelligence, also offered to go to the front several times, but Frunze refused. He told Meretskov that he would be able to play a huge role here just as well.

Since the end of October, the Chinese army has been on the offensive in waves, and despite the most stubborn resistance of the Red Army soldiers, bad news continues to come from the front every day.

Even more frustrating was the fact that the Red Army had lost popular support. The crowd cheered for the Chinese army far more than they did for the Bolsheviks.

"Comrade commander, distribute the artillery to the various units." Meretskov said suddenly.

"What?" Frunze apparently thought he had misheard.

"Distribute the artillery to the various units." Meretskov emphasized his words: "The Chinese have all-round artillery superiority, our artillery is powerless in front of them, completely powerless against shots." Therefore, I suggest that in that case we simply distribute the artillery to the various grassroots units, and the general offensive is about to begin, which may be of help to our troops."

Frunze thought for a long time, then nodded silently.

There is no way out

"After the defeat of the 8th Army, the strength of the Zorochevsky cluster has been seriously weakened, and it will be difficult for them to continue to resist the attacks of the Chinese." Meretskov continued: "I propose to let them retreat a little more and take on the role of the first barrier of the General Command"

"Are you worried about my safety?" Frunze smiled at this time: "If the enemy really comes in, it is useless to have more people to protect it, and the current war can no longer be won by relying only on numerical superiority." I don't have to worry too much about my safety. Comrade Meretskov, haven't you always wanted to go to the front? ”

"Yes!" Meretskov instantly became a little excited.

Frunze looked at him: "Go to the 8th Army of the Zorochevsky cluster, their commander has malaria and needs a new commander"

Meretskov was stunned for a moment, he did not expect that Comrade Commander would give himself such high honors.

Frunze brought him to the map: "After the victory of the Chinese in Chin Malak, the offensive was fierce, now there are not many troops available in Zorochevsky's hands, the 9th Army has become the top priority, and if it fails again, then the entire situation in Kedunsnoyarsk will collapse." So your task is to delay the Chinese for at least fifteen days. ”

"Yes, mission guaranteed!" Meretskov replied loudly.

Frunze nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, let's go, let the Chinese prepare for the cruel winter!" ”

The cold winter seems to have become the season that Frunze and almost all Red Army officers look forward to, and only this can stop the advance of the Chinese.

However, the Chinese army will not let them succeed easily

Meretskov, who accepted the new appointment, rushed to his combat post as soon as possible. At this time, due to the heavy defeat of the 8th Army, the entire Zorochevsky cluster was in turmoil.

Doom, God knows when it will befall you.

The victorious Chinese army is continuing to advance in great strides. Several forced counteroffensives organized by Zorochevsky ended in failure. …,

What was left for Meretskov was a mess.

"Disperse the troops," Meretskov gave his first order as acting commander.

"What?" The army commander Sebasco asked: "Do you really want to disperse the troops?" Then our forces will be dispersed, leaving more room for the Chinese to attack. ”

"No, it's narrowing their offensive space." Meretskov said without hesitation: "The battlefield looks vast, but so many people are gathered together, and the Chinese planes and artillery are immediately able to bomb us intensively, and in the frontal battlefield, it is difficult for us to stop the strong offensive of the Chinese, disperse, with battalions and companies as units, resist step by step, and use guerrilla warfare to slow down the advance of the Chinese." ”

Shebasco understood: "Yes, Comrade Commander, I personally went to give the order!" ”

Meretskov was still calm and rational, and he chose the smartest way when the situation was unfavorable.

What he wants is not victory, but to slow down the pace of the Chinese, to wait for the arrival of the cold winter, the cold of Russia once buried Napoleon's hundreds of thousands of troops, and I hope that this time it will also bury the Chinese army, so that the great Russia can continue to maintain a vigorous life

The Russians' movements on the battlefield soon reached the ears of Liu Zhaocheng, who was paying close attention to every move on the battlefield.

"The Russians began to retreat on some fronts?" Li Zongren frowned: "What do they want to do?" ”

Liu Zhaocheng peeled a peanut in his hand, removed the peanut coat, blew it, put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, seemed to be very satisfied with the taste of the peanut, peeled another one, and handed it to Li Zongren: "Eat one?" ”

Li Zongren took it and put it in his mouth: "Well, that's good." ”

"Isn't it, it tastes good?" Liu Zhaocheng looked a little proud: "I specially asked someone to send it to me, right, what did you just say?" ”

Li Zongren grabbed a handful of peanuts and peeled them: "I said that the Russians began to retreat"

"Oh, they're trying to break it down." Liu Zhaocheng said nonchalantly: "If I were the commander of the Russians, I would do the same." Unable to resist our offensive on the front, and inferior to us in artillery fire, we had to retreat, use the terrain to slow us down, delay our attack, and then wait for winter to come. ”

Li Zongren's teeth "moistened", as if he had already felt the cold of the Russian winter.

"First, we can't drag the war until winter." Liu Zhaocheng threw the peanut shells on the table, and the peanut shells on the table were already piled up like a hill: "Second, even in winter, the Russians may not be able to take advantage of anything."

"Oh, what do you say?" Li Zongren didn't quite understand.

Liu Zhaocheng took a sip of water: "Yes, compared to us, the Russians are more familiar with the winter here, but no matter how familiar they are, without the guarantee of materials, they will not be able to survive the winter." Will they be able to survive the winter in single clothes? Can you survive the winter with an empty stomach? Now they are surrounded in Kotunsnoyarsk, there are no reinforcements, no supplies, their situation is far worse than ours, and we? ”

Liu Zhaocheng smiled: "China is already considering preparations for winter, and a large number of winter materials have been shipped." A few days ago, the United States, Britain, and France jointly announced that they would provide China with another $3 million in war materials, the main of which was winter supplies. At that time, the fate of hundreds of thousands of Russians in Kedunsnoyarsk will be very tragic in the face of a cruel winter."

"But it's still cold when I think about it." The more Li Zongren, a native of Guangxi, thought about it, the more he felt cold: "If you want to say that this winter is still comfortable in our Guangxi, how can there be such a thing here?" ”

"Our Sichuan is also good." Liu Zhaocheng argued for his hometown: "But it also makes sense, it would be great to be able to solve the battle of Ktonsnoyarsk before winter." The Russians may have changed their commanders, who were clever enough not to contend with us in the frontal battle, but to spread out their troops, to fight day by step, and to delay our offensive. ”

At this time, Liu Zhaocheng had already made up his mind: "Order the troops, also dispersed, with companies as units, to press the Russians little by little, and at the same time the peripheral troops continue to tighten the blockade and further compress the living space of the Russians." Especially those guerrillas of the Russians, we must cut off their ties with the regular Russian army and prevent them from echoing them! ”

"Yes."

"Let the troops be prepared for increased casualties!" Liu Zhaocheng emphasized one point in particular: "In such a battle, the Russians can attack us anytime and anywhere, and when the two companies encounter, the advantage in firepower will be weakened, so that the soldiers are more stable and the commander's mind is clearer." Don't get your brain hot, just rush up with the same hula as you would in a positional battle! ”

Li Zongren smiled, and then said with a straight face: "I will personally tell the officers and soldiers about this." ”

Liu Zhaocheng nodded, grabbed a large handful of peanuts and said:

"This battle is a new test, we have all passed the test of positional warfare, offensive warfare, and defensive warfare, and now we have entered the area familiar to the Russians to fight with small troops, do not panic when encountering danger, and we must maintain full calm!"

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