Chapter 322: The Battlefield (Part II)
On the other side, Bulgakov, who was in a desperate situation, organized the troops he could command to launch a number of decisive counterattacks in the cold night.
But in front of flares that don't want money, high-powered searchlights, dense anti-infantry mines and barbed wire with empty cans. These counterattacks have all failed without exception.
Commander Bulgakov failed to recapture an inch of the position lost during the day, but, on the contrary, took the lives of a large number of brave soldiers in vain.
The next day, again with the same tactics, the troops of the Vladivostok assault cluster slowly and firmly moved forward. The defenders' defenses were greatly weakened. They don't have the strength anymore.
The defenders were at their lowest point in every way. There was no material supply at all, the morale of the troops was on the verge of collapse, there was no communication and nothing to be happy about.
Commander Bulgakov received information from every moment about where it was occupied, which one was annihilated, and all of them were asking for support and supplies. After not resting for a long time, he couldn't resist it anymore because of his haggard heart.
That night, braving the snowflakes falling again in the sky, Commander Bulgakov, after sending the last telegram to General Bryuhel in Moscow and Burleigh, personally led all the troops that could be assembled to launch the last and largest counterattack!
That night, the entire fortress of Vladivostok reverberated with a dense burst of gunfire. A barrage of shells and flares filled the sky illuminated the city as if it were daylight.
The fierce battle lasted all night!
It was only after the sky was getting white that the battle was over.
The front of the attack cluster was strewn with corpses, with severed limbs and scattered weapon parts lying densely on the ground. Immediately it was covered with snowflakes that were falling bigger and bigger, and from a distance, it looked like a huge group of graves.
Gao Yang got out of the car and tightened his coat. Looking at the Shura field in front of him, his expression was solemn and he lowered his head slightly. I don't know what to think about again.
In the distance, a large number of sluggish, vain-footed captives were escorted to the prisoner of war camp in the rear.
Last night, when Bulgakov was leading his troops to set off for a counterattack operation, he gave orders to his chief of staff, Valenkov.
Once the counterattack fails, then surrender immediately, there is no need for the soldiers who have already reached the limit to continue to sacrifice meaninglessly.
When the counterattack failed, the news of the death of Bulgakov reached the underground command. Valentenkov immediately ordered the destruction of all radio stations, burned all documents, and led all the remaining officers and soldiers to throw away their weapons. Surrender to the soldiers of the Vladivostok assault cluster with their hands raised.
With permission, Valentenkov sent a communications corps to send orders to surrender to all the troops that were still resisting.
It wasn't until the afternoon that the gunfire that had been resounding over the Vladivostok fortress for nine days finally stopped. Sixty-six years later, the first fortress in the Far East was finally returned to its original owner.
Gao Yang rejected the bitter persuasion of a group of high-ranking officers and came to this famous city in person. He wanted to walk around and take a look for himself.
He didn't rely on having a guardian ring to show his courage. He was just after so much hard work, and now that it was finally time to harvest the fruits, he wanted to pause for a moment to enjoy the beautiful scenery that was about to pass, and to review all the efforts he had put into it.
Wave your hand. Signal the generals behind him not to follow. With his hands behind his back, he walked alone on this land that had been lost for sixty-six years.
Snowflakes fall on your body and are quickly dispersed by the howling cold wind. The biting coldness made Gao Yang can't help but squint his eyes slightly. Suppress the big cap on your head, cover your face with your hands, and exhale heat. It's really cold.
"What are you thinking?" The origin asked jokingly, "Are you reminiscing about the past?" Or do you wonder what kind of figure you will leave on this plane? β
Gao Yang's body stiffened slightly, his eyes revealed a complicated look, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Just remember the shame of the past." What is there to remember. As for me. β
Stretching out his feet, he raised a white snowflake, sighed lightly, and said, "How will the history of this time and space record me?" I don't know what to do. However, it shouldn't be a bad word. β
"Of course, history is written by the victors, and you are the victors now." Origin said aloud.
Gao Yang shook his head with a smile and said, "Have you learned a lot?" β
"There's nothing I don't know." Origin paused, and then said, "How are you going to deal with the British?" β
"What else? It's useless to say anything now, you can only use your fists to decide who is right! He reached out to brush the snowflakes off his shoulders and said, "That's fine, do everything you can before you go." Once the British navy is crushed, there will be no major challenges for at least ten years! This prestige can deter for ten years. β
"Ten years from now?" Origin asked.
"Leave them with a complete tech tree, a complete set of basic industrial equipment, a powerful army to intimidate the world, and those ultimate weapons in the secret base. Knock your toughest opponents to the ground, and help them deal with dangerous scientists who can change the world. What else do you want me to do? What else can I do? Gao Yang raised his head, felt the cold touch of the snowflakes falling on his face, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.
"Yes, you've done everything you can. If you can't help it like this, then there's really nothing to say. Origin thought for a moment and said.
Gao Yang stood quietly in the snow, looking up at the snowflakes flying in the sky. Surrounded by the battlefield where the smoke of gunfire has not yet dissipated. In the distance were groups of numb prisoners of war and soldiers smoking cigarettes and laughing uncontrollably. Behind him was a group of generals in straight uniforms with serious expressions. The whole scene is very quiet, like an oil painting that has been frozen. The center is Gao Yang with a solemn expression!
I don't know how long it took for Lu Dao, when the cold snowflakes fell into his neck, Gao Yang came back to his senses from a strange state of mind.
He sighed slightly, looked around, and said softly, "Go back." β
"Where to go? Mukden? Origin asked.
"No, let's go back to the Demon Capital." Gao Yang turned around and walked towards his car.
"Huh? Why do you want to go to the magic capital? The battle here has just begun, huh? Yuan asked with confusion.
"There's no need to watch the battle here. Victory is already sealed, and even if Bryuhel is possessed by Kutuzov, he will not want to make any more waves. Gao Yang raised his chin slightly and said confidently.
"You have a lot of faith to trust your generals?" Origin said.
Gao Yang smiled and said, "There is no doubt about employing people." Besides, after all, they have to let go, and the road ahead is for them to walk on their own. β
Gao Yang did not make many stops in Vladivostok and took a plane to Mukden City. After a brief exchange with Wix, he returned to the Magic City early the next morning, ready to take on the challenge of the British.
After a short break in the Vladivostok attack group, the 22nd Light Infantry Division was left to clean up the battlefield and clear the surrounding area. The main forces moved north along the line of the Xingkai Lake and the Ussuri River, aiming directly at the location of the headquarters of the Far Eastern Special Army, Boli.
Along the way, there was no strong resistance. The enemy forces on this side were basically either destroyed in the border defense battle, or concentrated in the fortress of Vladivostok and were completely wiped out.
The offensive and defensive battle of Vladivostok is an eternal pain in the heart of General BrΓΌcher!
Nearly 70,000 elite officers and soldiers were surrounded in a small city, subjected to brutal shelling, and wiped out without food, clothing, and reinforcements. This is an immensely large loss. Primorsky Krai has lost all its combat-ready units!
Now Burleigh is also an empty city, with only a few reserve troops and newly mobilized workers and peasants. These people don't even complete their training when they go to the battlefield!
In the face of the enemy forces operating in full mechanized operations and in the face of the enemy's air force fighters with absolute superiority, the entire Far Eastern battlefield was already in a situation of erosion.
On the other hand, the right flank troops of the Manchuria attack cluster, under the command of General Wang Geng, had already captured Chita, an important city on the Trans-Siberian Railway, yesterday.
It was also an extremely brutal battle. Heavy shelling and bombardment did not destroy the defenders' will to resist. The defenders here are the same as the guards in Vladivostok, even if they hide in the ruins, they will not give up resistance!
Fortunately, most of the troops defending in Chita were reserves. They have the courage but lack the necessary skills, tactics, and weaponry. On top of that, they don't have many people either.
General Wang Geng's choice of tactics was the same as that of Vladivostok's attack on the cluster. Advance steadily, and destroy the enemy's vital forces.
The infantry accompanied tanks and armored vehicles to seize the city little by little. To occupy a place is to consolidate a place. Even so, the battle was very hard, and it was only yesterday that this important city was completely captured.
In the battle for the attack on Chita, the troops under the command of General Wang Geng lost hundreds of tanks and armored vehicles. Officers and soldiers suffered almost three thousand casualties!
And their opponents are only reserve forces of less than 20,000 people. The street fighting in the city is indeed the most brutal battle.
After the capture of Chita, the first phase of the entire Polaris operation plan was basically completed. The main operational objectives have been largely achieved.
After the capture of Chita, hundreds of thousands of officers and soldiers of the Far Eastern Special Army east of Chita were enclosed in a huge encirclement.
The left flank of the Manchuria Attack Cluster, under the command of General Li Heting, had already captured Sukhbaatar a few days ago, and was now attacking in the direction of Ulan-Ude.
The battle on General Li Heting's side was uneventful. They didn't encounter any decent resistance along the way. There were not many troops on this side in the first place, and most of them were gathered on the Chita front.
The only thing that bothered them was the hard road.
However, after the passage of Sukhbaatar, the situation improved. Stimulated by the achievements of other friendly troops, the troops on the left rushed towards their goal with a roar!
The situation on the battlefield as a whole is very good. (To be continued......)