Southwest of Ulaanbaatar, on the west bank of the Krulun River. The 2nd Route Army of the 3rd Front Army of the Chinese Workers' and Peasants' Red Army, with 40,000 officers and men of the 16th Regiment of the 2 divisions, 4 brigades, and 2 divisions, has formed a neat phalanx, covering the grasslands

The bright red military flag representing the Red Army and the five-color national flag representing the country fluttered high in front of the phalanx.

Forty thousand tigers, all reinforced, wore octagonal hats sewn with red star emblems, brand-new military uniforms, and rifles with bayonets in their hands. Stand straight. Everyone carried a finished backpack, a military blanket, a lunch box, a water bottle, and a bullet box, all of which were meticulously placed in the prescribed positions on their bodies.

In front of the infantry phalanx, there were 72 75mm mountain guns of the 13th type neatly arranged in order, and on the contrary, Comrade Stalin had the first-class artillery in China. If it weren't for the poor traffic conditions in the Mongolian steppe, I'm afraid it would have been equipped with 105mm howitzers by this time.

The sound of horses' hooves in the distance saw several war horses galloping towards him, and the first person was Wang Zhongyi. His 40,000 Red Army carried 72 mountain guns, 1,000 light and heavy machine guns, and hundreds of mortars of various calibers. About to go to raid Ulaanbaatar

The last two horses were Ye Ting, chief of staff of this army, and Cai Tingkai, deputy commander. At this time, the faces of the two of them were a little pale. They never imagined that this Wang Zhongyi would use the simplest, most barbaric, and probably the most effective way to solve the impending crisis, he wanted to go to war, he wanted to seize Ulaanbaatar, and even the entire Mongolian steppe, and he would be reckless

Just now, the two of them persuaded him to change his mind, and Ye Ting also said righteously: "Comrade Zhongyi, you can't do this, this is a rebellion** Your problem can be said clearly, we can all prove it for you, you have not done anything sorry for the party, sorry for **"

But in exchange for Wang Zhongyi's sneer and cold eyes, he said: "Let's not kill people, let's kill people instead of waiting for others to kill, let's start first and wait for people to kill, and then it's not too late for you to go to Yan'an to prove to us."

These words, this kind of look, made both of them tremble. This Wang Zhongyi is a reckless madman, and the central government's punishment, the crusade of the Soviet Union, and the holy decree of GC International are probably not in his eyes

"Comrades, now Mongolia has a traitor, a traitor, a traitor, Choibalshan is a traitor, the Mongolian People's ** Party is a traitor, they want to split Mongolia from China's territory and sell it to imperialism, what do you think we should do?"

Wang Zhongyi's iconic super loud voice roared at this time, and what he said was a dignified and upright truth, and no one could refute it. Even the real Bolsheviks in the ranks only quietly bowed their heads at this time.

"Down with the traitors and traitors, down with Choibalshan, down with the Mongolian People's ** Party......"

For a time, the heartfelt shouts of 40,000 people resounded throughout the grassland. These people, as Stalin and Miff said, were of a complex composition and not all of them were pure Bolsheviks. And they joined the ** team with their own thoughts. But there is no doubt that this army is now firmly in the hands of Wang Zhongyi, and now they are not going to accept the fate arranged by Stalin, because ...... They don't have that much consciousness

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost over, Wang Zhongyi put out the command knife that was bright. pointed straight in the direction of Ulaanbaatar, and shouted with all the strength of his life:

"The enemy of the state, the enemy of the party, the enemy of the Red Army, our enemy...... Right there, 1,520,000 square kilometers of land have been stolen by these enemies, millions of Mongolian compatriots have become slaves of the enemy, the land is waiting for us to recover, the compatriots are waiting for us to rescue, this is the time for our workers' and peasants' Red Army to come forward and bring hope to the country and the nation, because we are in this steppe, we are closest to the heart of the enemy, and now I, Wang Zhongyi, will lead you, to meet these despicable enemies, to advance the Red Army soldiers, to advance towards Ulaanbaatar, forward."

September 11, 1927. Wang Zhongyi led the Third Front Army of the Chinese Workers' and Peasants' Red Army, the Second Route Army, and swore an oath on the banks of the Krulun River. Under his leadership, the 40,000-strong Chinese Red Army, which was a complicated composition, took advantage of the darkness of night to quietly pounce on Ulaanbaatar, the capital of the Mongolian Autonomous Republic, which was still sleeping, and the two armed forces that were also holding red flags and believing in the same internationalism, and now they were actually fighting for their own national interests.

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At this time, Ulaanbaatar was already asleep in the dark night. There is basically no nightlife in Ulaanbaatar now, except for the Soviet consulate and the government building of the Mongolian Autonomous Republic, which are faintly lit tonight, and everything else is dark.

Choibalsan and Demid, the two men who became the great leaders of the Mongolian people with the thick legs of a Soviet father, were sitting opposite each other in an office in a government building. While drinking spicy yakuza wine, I sighed about the prosperity and strength of the Soviet Union.

Unlike those gods with different intentions, the love and worship of the Soviet Union by these two Mongols was indeed from the bottom of their hearts. In their view, Mongolia's poverty and backwardness were all caused by Chinese colonial rule. And the only way to change this backwardness is to rebuild the civilization and spirit of Mongolia with the help of the Soviet Union. Regain the lost Mongol spirit of Genghis Khan's time...... Of course, this cannot be said in front of the Soviets, thinking that the descendants of the Great Khan bullied the ancestors of the Soviets enough.

The first thing to do to rebuild the Mongolian spirit is to completely eliminate Tibetan Buddhism from the Mongolian steppe at all costs

"Comrade Choibalshan, someone reported to me that the Chinese had sent Zhang Jia VI to the Mobei grassland, is this true?"

Demid's expression when he talked about the Chinese and Zhangjia VI was almost gritting his teeth, they finally eliminated the feudal remnant of Zhebu Tsundamba, and now the Chinese plan to send Zhangjia VI to think of the scene of those ignorant Mongolian herdsmen worshipping the so-called "living Buddha", Demid's face was about to turn black.

Qiao Bashan sneered: "What can I do if I send it back?" If we can kill Jebtsundamba, we can't kill Zhangjia VI? If he dares to come, let's take the opportunity to get rid of this scourge, lest he confuse the people of Monan."

"Fellow Deserters" Demid took a deep breath: "They are still under the rule of the Chinese, I don't know when we will be able to liberate them?" ”

Choi Bashan sneered: "There will be a chance, aren't we pretending to go back to China?" In that case, if we march into Monan, it will be a justifiable Chinese civil war, and others will not be able to interfere with us. At the moment, Sun Cannon is still there, and those reactionaries in China will not fight on their own, if one day he dies...... Hmph, as long as those China fight, we will take the opportunity to wave our troops to the south, seize the southern and northern Mongolia, and mix the southern and northern deserts into one country, such a big Mongolia will be born in our hands Demid Anda, do you think this is good? ”

"Good is good, it's just ...... Monan Mongolia now has a piece in the hands of the Chinese GCD, will the Soviet Union and GC International give us that territory? Demid took another sip of the knife wine and sighed: "Before I came, Comrade Bukharin took care of me. For the Chinese Red Army that wandered to us, we must not kill them all, but help the Chinese Bolsheviks to control them. It can be seen that in the eyes of the leaders of the Soviet Union and GC International, China is still very important...... I'm afraid it's more important than our Mongolia, right? ”

"That Chinese Red Army," Choibalshan said this, his eyes couldn't help but show deep worry: "The decision will not be decided until tomorrow night, I hope these Chinese will not rebel against the Soviet Union and the GC International...... They have 40,000 troops, and we have 15,000. ”

Demid looked indifferent: "Fifteen thousand Mongolian athletes will not be able to clean up forty thousand weak Chinese?" Hehe...... Besides, even our warriors who grew up drinking wolf milk in the Mongolian steppe did not dare to rebel against the great Soviet Union, did they, the Chinese Han people who eat millet porridge, have the courage to do so? ”

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"Li, do you think those people will resist?"

A strange thought suddenly appeared in the mind of Comrade Mifu, Deputy Minister of the Eastern Department of the GC International. It seemed that tonight was destined to be a sleepless night for him. Not only him, but also Li Dzhao, Xia Xi, Luo Fu and other Bolsheviks in the G do not have a trace of sleepiness now. Now they are gathering in the living room of the Soviet consulate, drinking low-quality coffee and discussing tomorrow night's actions.

Before Li Dzhao could answer, Mifu hurriedly asked again: "Li, who is the director of the Political Security Bureau of the Second Route Army of the Third Front of the Chinese Workers' and Peasants' Red Army?" Reliable or unreliable? ”

Li Dzhao thought hard about it, and seemed to vaguely remember that there was such a person: "It seems to be called...... Tang Yao's is a young man in his twenties. ”

Miff frowned, he didn't know this Tang Yao, and he definitely didn't come from Eastern University: "Do you know his origin?" Is it from a worker's background, or is it from a peasant's background? ”

"It's a worker, and he's an industrial worker...... He was a steelmaker at the Shaoguan Iron and Steel Plant, who joined the Chinese GCD in 1924, and seemed to have been introduced to the party by a comrade from the GC International. "What Li Dzhao reported to Mifu was all information forwarded by Zhongg, and these materials were provided by the Second Route Army of the Red Third Front Army itself

Miff nodded and asked again, "Comrade GC International...... Do you know who it is? ”

Li Dzhao frowned and thought hard for a while before he remembered: "The comrade of GC International is named Natalie. Leshinskaya, it seems, is a member of the Polish GCD. ”

"It's her"

Miff's barely stretched eyebrows tightened again. The woman was a die-hard Trotskyist who had now been expelled from the GC International and the Polish Communist Party.

In this way, Tang Yao, who was developed into the party by her, will naturally have to be reviewed, but I don't know, is this Tang Yao's consciousness high? Can you conscientiously cooperate with the organization to carry out the anti-rebellion work before being arrested?

There shouldn't be ...... Question, right? After all, it was also an opportunity for him to prove himself to the party. This kind of thing was encountered a lot in the Soviet Union's anti-rebellion work. Those cadres who have a little problem and are not very innocent in history are often more active than cadres who have no problem and have a clean history, and they are eager to prove themselves. Even if he is sure to be arrested tomorrow, today he must seriously do a good job of purging others in order to alleviate a little of his sins, although that is doomed to be futile, but who is willing to give up that slightest chance to live?

Miff was just silent, and for a moment he was caught up in his own thoughts. He didn't pay any attention to the crackling sound in the distance.

"Why is it late, why are there still firecrackers?"

I don't know who suddenly came to say that. Miff listened attentively, and this time faintly heard a series of crackling sounds that seemed to be firecrackers, and in addition to these, there was also a burst of shouts at the same time

After a while, the voice rang out at the front entrance, at the side door, and at the back door of the Soviet consulate. The entire consulate seemed to be surrounded by groups, although Miff couldn't understand what was being shouted outside, but Li Dzhao and the others clearly heard the shouts in Chinese

"Down with the traitors and capture Choibalsan alive"

Those who shouted these shouts with a thick northeast accent were not the one outside the city waiting for them to rebel, and who would be the Red Army's Third Front Army and Second Route Army?

Mutiny**

The four words flashed through the minds of everyone in the living room. The bodies of several people trembled more or less, and the expressions on their faces were angry, afraid, worried, helpless, and overwhelmed, and their expressions were mixed together.

The sound of gunfire, shouts, explosions, cries, and heart-rending screams in Mongolian grew louder and louder. In the end, it was already a raging tide, and it seemed that it was about to completely drown the little Ulaanbaatar.

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Barricades have been erected at the entrance to the government building of the Mongolian Autonomous Republic. Various Russian and Mongolian furniture have been piled up in the doorway. Wearing big-brimmed hats and yellow-green uniforms, the Mongolian People's Officers and Soldiers were driven behind the furniture in a panic, only to show their heads and look in horror at the city being occupied by the enemy.

Choibalsan and Demid stood side by side behind these panicked Mongolian People's Army officers and soldiers. A Soviet-made M1910 machine gun has been erected, and the muzzle of the black hole is pointed at the back of those KPA, and if anyone dares to retreat without an order, they will be ruthlessly punished.

However, the faces of the two great Mongol leaders were already pale at this time, without a trace of blood. If you look closely at their facial expressions, you can see that their lips are trembling slightly. Looking at the hundreds of Mongolian warriors who were also trembling in front of them, Choibalshan and Demid knew that they had finished fifteen thousand warriors who had grown up drinking wolf milk, and what they could organize now was only a few hundred guards in front of them. The rest of the troops had all lost contact, and looking at the fireballs that had risen in the distant barracks, they also knew that most of those warriors had probably returned to the embrace of the Immortal Heaven

Those hateful Chinese Red Army, they were not at all rebelling against the Soviet Union and the GC International, but ...... Directly strike first, and they are also unscrupulously bombarding the unsuspecting Mongolian People's Army barracks with artillery, looking at the density of the fireball, and then listening to the incessant sound, almost continuous explosions, even fools know how powerful the opponent's artillery is, those barracks that come with mud and so-so, after being ploughed several times by artillery fire of this intensity, how many people can there be? These Chinese are really terrible to be savage

Outside, there was a sudden and brief exchange of fire, as well as the sound of footsteps and bodies colliding. The shouts of the Chinese mingled with the screams of the Mongol warriors, and the outposts laid out in the surrounding streets seemed to be overwhelmed by the raging torrent in the blink of an eye

Choibalshan just listened and watched everything in front of him, as if he had completely lost the ability to judge and make decisions, and also lost hope for life

Demid looked like a real warrior at this point, but he wasn't in command of the elite guard, which was completely in a state of panic. He also picked up a Russian-made water rifle himself, stood behind the barricade made of wooden furniture, held his breath and pointed the rifle forward.

At this moment, with the sound of a loud military trumpet sounding with a ticking and ticking, a blue tide suddenly surged out in the night. The Chinese Red Army soldiers, wearing octagonal hats, neat gear behind their backs, armed belts, and white leggings, rushed out of the night as if they were endless

At the front of the line were young officers armed with submachine guns, each waving their submachine guns like hungry tigers, staring at the barricades of the Mongolian People's Army opposite with bloodshot eyes, and shouting some charging slogans in Chinese with their mouths wide open

Behind them were bayonets shining in the night from the forest

When it was over, Choibalshan actually laughed at this time. This is a bit ridiculous, just now he and Demid were still fantasizing about the establishment of the Great Mongolia with the help of the Soviet father...... In a blink of an eye, this great Mongolian dream woke up, and it was also awakened by a squadron of the same color as himself, these Chinese Red Army, which "wandered" to Mongolia, actually launched a surprise attack on themselves, not caring about the Soviet Union at all, not caring about the GC International

"Shooting"

Demead, who didn't know he was dead, twisted his face and roared loudly. At the same time, he pulled the trigger of the rifle in his hand and fired a hot bullet at the ...... of the rushing crowd.

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