After a seemingly never-ending journey, the train finally entered the Mongolian plateau in the early morning of May 31, and Lin Jun and all his attachés had long since lost the good mood they had when they traveled along Lake Baikal, and the comrades from Europe were obviously not able to adapt to the scorching sun and dust of the plateau. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Early in the morning, Alyosha complained to Lin Jun: Why is it so hot in less than six months, and his throat is dry.

"This is the grassland of the hinterland of Asia, and it is even more uncomfortable if you go to the nearby Gobi region."

Lin Jun didn't make fun of the big bear, the blue wolf from the Russian ice field was not used to the climate here, it was normal, just like the first time he traveled from Jiangnan to Xinjiang back then, he felt that the air alone would kill him.

"Comrade Alyosha, the year before last, I traveled from Kazakhstan to China with Comrade Andrei, and the weather along the way was fatal, and the temperature in the shady places during the day exceeded 40 degrees, which is a small meaning!" Landeskoch apparently "looked down" on Alyosha's adaptability.

Ignoring the bickering of his subordinates, Lin Jun and Zhukov began to discuss the work arrangements after arriving in the war zone next. According to Lin Jun's original intention, Zhukov wanted to command the armored forces alone, but now there is one more Pavlov, and after arriving at the Harakha River, Zhukov's work has to be reassigned.

Lin Jun estimated that Tukhachevsky would adopt the tactics of multi-channel assault and encirclement, which would allow Zhukov to be the commander of an assault group on a certain road, or simply Tukhachevsky's chief of staff.

"No matter which one of them is overkill, but where is there room for Zhukov to show the God of War!" Lin Jun was also a little helpless.

"It is proposed that he be the chief of staff, anyway, the grandfather of tank warfare is here, and the others can only follow the form of Tukhachevsky's battle plan, it is better to let Zhukov be the chief of staff of the campaign group."

Zhukov's role in the Harakha River was thus decided.

At noon on the 31st, the train arrived at Sambes Station, where Yakov was already waiting for Lin Jun and his party.

After a bear hug with his old comrades-in-arms, Yakov briefed Lin Jun on the latest situation in the current battle situation.

"Preparations for the campaign are complete?"

"Yes, Andrey, just wait for the arrival of the Japanese armored troops to have a feast, and it is estimated that the troops of the 1st Division will be able to catch up with this feast. The specific situation will be described in detail by Comrade Tukhachevsky at the command. ”

Looking at the long car on the platform, Lin Jun frowned: he has been on the train for four days, and now he is uncomfortable all over his body, if he takes another car for hundreds of kilometers, it will not fall apart! There was no highway here, and it was already evening when he arrived at the headquarters on Khamardaba Mountain, and he didn't want to suffer this crime again, and besides, he was anxious to see Tukhachevsky.

"Go to the airport."

"Andre, I want you to go by land."

"Lao Tzu's bones are about to fall apart, is there a transport plane at the airport? Two planes can transport all of us there, didn't you build an airfield less than 20 kilometers from the headquarters? ”

"But ----"

Before Yakov could "but finish", Lin Jun interrupted him: "Yakov, I have already jumped the parachute once, and I won't think about jumping twice in a month." Get me a rag, it won't be dangerous. ”

Yakov knew that if he continued to talk about it, it would only get darker and darker, and what Lin Jun decided would not change.

"If you want to be the safest, fly the fighter by yourself, no one can knock you down when you turn around, it's much safer than the transport plane, let the pilot comrade who flew the original fly take the transport plane to the Haraha River together, and he will fly back after he arrives."

Under Lin Jun's bandit logic, the convoy arrived at Sambes Airport, and Yakov had already told the airport to get ready. Two transport planes are ready to go, while two brand-new Lager 3s are parked next to them, and ground crews are making final preparations before takeoff.

With the help of ground staff, Lin Jun changed into a flight suit, and he could feel that the people at the airport were watching him with the eyes of God, and it seemed that his prestige in the Air Force was unmatched.

Over the years, his name was known to everyone in the Red Army, and the order of the 27th pushed his prestige in the Air Force to a mythical height.

To be able to look at others with reverence can always satisfy self-esteem, Lin Jun jumped into the cabin and saw that Yakov had also stepped into the cabin of another rag.

"I can't stop you if you insist on flying a fighter jet, Comrade Captain! But why do I, the deputy director of the Air Force, have the qualifications to serve as your wingman!? ”

"It's like coming back to Madrid, haha! It's a pity that we can only transfer today, but if the two of us go to the Japanese positions today, it is estimated that Comrade Stalin will directly throw the two of us to Novaya Zemlya. ”

If Stalin had seen the headline on the front page of Pravda tomorrow: "Heroic Deputy Minister of Defense and Deputy Commander of the Air Force attack Japanese positions!" Successfully destroy the target! ", it is estimated that you will faint!

Unfamiliar with the route, the two ragers flew behind the transport plane all the time. Through the cockpit, I saw that there were convoys of transport convoys constantly passing by on the road on the grassland below, transporting materials and resources to the front line.

More than an hour later, when the plane arrived at the front-line airfield, a long line of cars was waiting, and many officers were standing by the temporary tower.

As soon as the plane came to a stop, I saw a familiar face next to the plane.

"Comrade Commander-in-Chief, Andrei reports to you." Lin Jun, who jumped off the plane, gave Tukhachevsky a standard salute.

"Andre, I didn't expect you to arrive soon, it's been hard along the way."

Due to the fact that there were too many people on the side, Tukhachevsky greeted Lin Jun relatively formulaically after returning the salute.

The two sides introduced their respective attachés, many of whom were old acquaintances. Some comrades were very interested in the 32-man guards sent to protect Lin Jun's safety: none of them had seen the real Kremlin guards, and the equipment of the guards was even more eye-catching.

Without rushing to the command headquarters, Tukhachevsky took the standard equipment AK47 of the guards handed over by Lin Jun, and studied it carefully for a while: "There is no such new rifle in the Far East now, good thing!" ”

He had only seen it from top-secret information, and he had only seen the real thing today.

"The military factory has completed 300,000 sets, and from the middle of the year it will be able to produce 50,000 sets per month, and the production capacity will be gradually increased, and it will not be a few years before the whole army can be equipped with this series of light weapons. It is estimated that the first division of the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the theater that can arrive on the 6th is equipped with all such new weapons. ”

"Andrey, that means that until the central government declassifies the new weapons, the troops of the 1st Division will not be able to be put into full-fledged combat?"

"The infantry should let them defend the rear positions, of course the artillery and tank units can be used, there are more than 250 cannons of 76.2 mm caliber and more than 300 tanks can participate in the battle, but we have to prepare the tank troops not a division of infantry to cooperate. I don't believe that under your command little Japan can still storm our artillery positions, but if the tanks are damaged, they must be dragged back, and they must not be allowed to the Japanese. ”

"Hehe, don't worry about this, when the fight is over, not a single screw will be left for the Japanese."

Tukhachevsky knew how terrifying the assault force of the 1st Division was, and with this unit as the last guarantee, he did not panic even if the Kwantung Army on the opposite side launched a madness.

"By the way, Andrey, at noon the Mongolian Marshal Choibalsan and our ambassador to Mongolia Ivanov have just arrived here from Tamchagbulak, and it is estimated that they will arrive at my headquarters in another hour."

"What are they doing here?"

"Regarding the establishment of a unified command of the coalition forces, Choibalsan will also award medals to the personnel of both sides who have made meritorious contributions in the early operations."

"Oh."

Tukhachevsky could see that Lin Jun, who had a special penchant for medals, was not at all indifferent to the news.

Half an hour later, he arrived at the front-line headquarters, and in front of the huge sand table, Tukhachevsky gave Lin Jun a detailed introduction to the situation of the two sides.

"Now the Japanese position is a half-bowl of protrusion, just wait for their tank divisions to arrive, I will adopt a multi-way attack, the main direction of attack is on the two flanks with a frontal width of 45 kilometers, with two armored clusters to break through the Japanese defense line, and the two sides of the perimeter are handed over to the four cavalry divisions of the Mongolian army to sweep away the remnants of the enemy. In the middle, infantry was used to attack from multiple directions, and the main Japanese army was divided and surrounded on our side of the border. If our army is unable to occupy the central position of the Japanese army in a short period of time, it will adopt the method of circular encirclement to block the retreat of the Japanese army. ”

"When the time comes, little Japan will be meat on the chopping board, and we can cut it however we want. Fighting us in the semi-arid steppes, I don't know what these stupid people think! ”

"Comrade Tukhachevsky, leave this ground matter to you, try not to enter Manchuria, and control the ground war in this area on the east bank of the river. Of course, if the fighting needs to go deeper, it is still needed, but it is necessary to return to the area as soon as possible. If you want the Air Force to cooperate, we will blow up little Japan over there and it doesn't even know its grandmother, and cut off their logistics lines. ”

When Choibalsan and Ivanov arrived at the headquarters, Choibalsan awarded Tukhachevsky the Order of the Red Banner for Battle, and Lin Jun also had a copy of the telegram on the 27th.

As soon as he took the box containing the medal from Choibalshan, he handed it to Gusev.

In the evening, Lin Jun did not go to Tamchagbulak, where the Air Force Command was located, but stayed at the front-line headquarters, planning to take a closer look at the position tomorrow before leaving.

Gusev asked Lin Jun if he would wear the medal tomorrow.

"No, just throw it away."

Gusev knew how much it was appropriate to say, but he did not know: it was a medal that Comrade Andrei would never wear. (To be continued.) )