As early as yesterday afternoon, Major General Ivan informed all the political commissars of the 126th Division that at 7 o'clock this morning they would go to the first line of defense to organize a visit, and that a meeting would be held to study the latest instructions and contents of so-and-so, and to give special instructions that no one should be absent.

But when all the political commissars arrived, they found that their division commander comrades did not come, well, let's wait, who let it be the privilege of being late. But no one expected that what was waiting for was the cannonballs of the Chinese people.

The shrill whistling sound was accompanied by the continuous explosion of explosions on the Soviet positions, and the scorching and fierce heat expelled the autumn coolness cleanly. The Soviet troops on the position struggled and groaned in pain in the deathly scream, and from a distance, it looked like huge thunder had smashed to the ground, as if they would not give up until the ground exploded.

"Sir, after such a fierce artillery fire, it is estimated that the old máo there must have to have fun, and it is strange that the rest can stand up occasionally?" Seeing such fierce artillery fire, a staff officer said to Sun Liren with emotion.

"We can't be careless and order the attacking troops to be careful!" Although Sun Liren on the side was also very satisfied with the power of the artillery, he still instructed the staff officer to be careful. Because the people of Beli know very well that no amount of fierce artillery fire can kill everyone!

In the underground command post in the front trenches of the Soviet army, everyone's eyes moved to one person at this time, and he was Major General Valentin, the divisional political commissar of the 126th Division of the Soviet Army.

However, at this time, Major General Valentin was not much better than Zhou Tong's political commissars, and Major General Valentin's mind became blank when his face turned gray.

Major General Valentin's ability to fight is not good, but he is quite good at intrigues, and when the cannon of the Chinese people sounded, he knew that he had been deceived by the liar Ivan Kupala. He is going to send all the political commissars of the 126th Division to death under the guns of the Huaxia people!

"You win, Ivan. You can finally control the 126th Division. But is it necessary for you to use such drastic measures? Major General Valengin muttered to himself.

"Boom-"

Another bombshell landed next to the command post, squeaking the logs covered by the command post, and the dust fell down, leaving everyone in the command post discouraged.

"Comrade Valentin, do you have any good ideas now? Don't think about it anymore, "The shells of the Chinese people will bury us all here!" ”

One of the political commissars could not hold back any longer and shouted loudly. But no one blames him, and there are few people who can be calm in the face of death. And his tone of frightening and anger fully represented the mood of most of the people present at this time.

"How do I know, dear Colonel Furtoriac, if you have any good ideas, you may as well say them, I am here to hear them." Major General Valentin looked coldly at the guy, who was shaken a little out of shape by the shelling, and "his heart was full of irritability."

Major General Valentin knocked the table, "Ladies and gentlemen, after a while, as soon as the shelling of the Chinese people stops, their tanks should also come up, do you have any good way to resist the attack of those Chinese people?" ”

"Okay?" The political commissars present all looked at each other, these political commissars, if you want them to play tricks, they are all good hands, but it is really difficult for them to command the troops to resist the attack of the Chinese, "Dear Comrade Valentin, we are not military commanders, what good way can we do." Colonel Furtoriac said brightly.

Major General Valengin glared at him and said unceremoniously, "Since you don't have any good solutions, then please be quiet." ”

The headquarters suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Major General Valengin in some despair.

"Well, everyone is smart, and they must have guessed the truth of the matter. We have all been deceived by the shameless traitor Ivan Kupala. He wanted to kill us all by the hands of the Huaxia people and then lead the troops to surrender to the Huaxia people, he has tarnished the glory of our great Soviet Russian army, so we must not sit idly by, I decided to wait for the artillery to stop and lead everyone to break through together, now what do you think of my idea? ”

Listening to Major General Valentin's words, the minds of the people around him also became lively.

Some people think, "Why can't I, Ivan Kupala?" It's better to surrender than to die here. , but some people asked: "Comrade Political Commissar Valenjing, where do we break through with your belt, you must know that there are Chinese people everywhere here" We can't run out. ”

Major General Valenjing said confidently: "Yes, the Huaxia people have blocked the surroundings, but there is one place they have not blocked, and that is - Heihe!" ”

"What? Black River? Now on the other side of the Black River is the "Day" himself. As soon as Major General Valentin's words came out, there was a lot of discussion around him.

"Are you going to surrender to the day himself?" A company-level political commissar asked in surprise.

"Hmph, if you don't surrender to the Japanese himself, do you surrender to the Chinese people? Major General Valengin snorted coldly! "The Huaxia people have probably bought Ivan and Kupala, the gallant ghosts, "We just sent us to death, and now the only one who can save us is the Kwantung Army on the other side of the Black River." I don't force everyone, I welcome those who are willing to go with me, and those who don't want to go will stay here and fight to the death with the Chinese people. ”

In this way, a large group of political commissars of the 126th Division had a friendly and lively discussion on the question of going or staying.

The shelling came to an abrupt end after a half-hour period, "At this time, a light wind hung on the Soviet position, gradually blowing away the smoke and dust on the position. When the head of the former Hailan Pao garrison regiment who was responsible for defending this position counted the number of people, the regiment commander who cried without tears found that the original garrison regiment of more than 2,000 people had lost nearly half of its men and horses in the shelling just now.

"Comrade Regiment Commander, those Chinese people are up!" , a soldier shouted in horror pointing to the front.

The autumn morning sun was bright and pleasing to the eye, but this morning's shelling shattered the beauty, followed by a creaking of metal and the roar of diesel engines.

The tank groups of the 101st Armored Division, commanded by Sun Liren himself, finally launched an attack. Although the tanks of the three Chahar divisions were all of the same type, each division had its own characteristics when it came to fighting.

The style of the 1st Armored Division commanded by Bai Yingliao focuses on steady and steady fighting, the style of the 2nd Armored Division commanded by Wu Jilong is cunning and changeable, and the style of the 101st Armored Division, which is known as the most tenacious combat effectiveness in Chahar, has only one word, fierce!

, which is as fast as the wind and invades like fire, is the combat style of the Belites, and the commander's xìng grid also directly affects the combat style of his troops.

On the endless plains, more than two hundred, Northwest Tigers and tanks, swooped down at full speed in front of the Soviet positions, followed by almost the same number of armored personnel carriers. Clusters of armor billowed up smoke over the plains, a cloud of smoke that literally obscured the sky.

After nearly two years of tempering on the Siberian battlefield, this steel lion of Chahar's earliest establishment has completely transformed into a sharp blade, and whoever dares to stand in front must be prepared to be pierced.

"Front row fire reconnaissance, a high-explosive bomb, put!" With the commander's order, the huge muzzles of the tanks rushing to the front row issued a "knock", a loud bang, accompanied by smoke from the muzzles, and a burst of dust flew on the Soviet positions five hundred meters ahead.

There were no superfluous movements and commands, except for the roar of the tanks' own engines, and the public channels of the entire cluster were silent. When encountering sporadic blocking of obstacles, the tank in the most suitable position will fire at the target by itself, and if it misses, the tank that follows behind will make up for it until the target destroys the position.

Seeing that the tanks in front of him were constantly changing their formations according to the terrain, everything was so tacit, and the sharpening man who was sitting at the headquarters nodded with satisfaction, and he was full of confidence in this tank unit that he brought out by himself.

"Order the 101st Division! Quickly capture enemy positions! Then go as planned! "Yes! ”

The staff officer beside him turned around solemnly and picked up the headset next to the radio station, and loudly conveyed the commander's order.

The order was conveyed from one level to another, and when it reached the ears of those armored soldiers, only four words remained: "Tank advance!" ”

Yes, this is Sun Liren's motto, and it is also the mission of the 101st Division, he has always believed that the mission of the tank is to use all his strength to pierce the enemy's positions and defensive lines, and everything else is empty.

Seeing the overwhelming tank group roaring loudly, they rushed straight to their own positions without making any stops, and the soldiers on the Soviet positions scattered in fright. Poor they didn't have any anti-tank weapons other than a few anti-tank guns, and those who were afraid would even tremble with fear when they saw those steel monsters rushing straight towards them.

The distance of 500 meters was too short for the Northwest Tigers, who were traveling at more than 40 kilometers per hour, and in just a few minutes, the tank group had already rushed to the positions of the Soviet troops, and the short trenches did not stop the advance of these senseless warriors.

After breaking through the Soviet positions in front, they did not stop at all and quickly went to the rear of the Soviet troops.

Immediately after that, part of the armored personnel carrier, which was immediately following the tank, continued to charge with the tank group, while the other part stopped. The infantry dismounted one after another and began to clear the remaining Soviet soldiers from their positions