Chapter 37: The Lifeline of Logistics (2)

"The railroad was bombed? What does this bastard Li Daxiong eat? Qi Zhenghong did not embarrass Long Yun, and scolded Li Daxiong by name. Long Yun hurriedly explained: "Commander-in-chief, this is really no wonder that the military seat, from Novosibirsk to Irkutsk, nearly a thousand kilometers of railway, only one brigade of troops to garrison, is indeed a little less." ”

Qi Zhenghong glanced at the young Long Yun and said with a satisfied smile: "You are facing your commander, hurry up and send a telegram to the engineering troops, and hurry up to repair the railway." As he spoke, Qi Zhenghong turned around and returned to the armored train, the smile on his face was put away, and he felt a little more uneasy about this time to send troops.

The partisans have intensified their sabotage of the railway line, which indicates that the Soviet army is about to make a big move in the near future. I didn't catch up with Europe at the beginning, but now Fushuai has made up for an errand to send troops to Russia, and I really don't dare to do it.

"Send a telegram to Zheng Shuai and ask him to send all the armored trains that can be dispatched." After Qi Zhenghong gave the order, he was still a little uneasy in his heart, and looked at the calendar on the table, April 1, April Fool's Day in the West.

Together with the White Russian army, the supply logistics of more than 300,000 people, all counted on this railway. There are no roads in Siberia, the season is a little better, the snow has not yet begun to melt, and there are still troops moving along the railway. In another half a month, it is common for a foot on the road to be muddy to the knee, how to solve the problem of such a long transportation line at that time? So this Trans-Siberian Railway is definitely the lifeblood of the entire Novosibirsk Defense Line.

There are masters in the Soviet army, that Frunze is not simple, and the commanders praise him for being very powerful.

Qi Zhenghong was secretly glad that fortunately, the artillery units were all in place, and the relevant logistics supplies had not stopped, even if the railway was cut off now and the supplies left in Novosibirsk. It's enough to last for a month. The key is the combat effectiveness of the White Russian army, which is really not reassuring. That Kolchak also took Joe, wanted to get the command of the Volunteer Army, what a joke.

"Commander-in-chief, the cavalry in front has withdrawn." Someone came to report below, Qi Zhenghong hurriedly got out of the car, and Long Yun took Liu Zheng to stand under the car and salute: "I've seen the commander-in-chief." ”

"Well, it's hard work, let's talk about the specifics." Qi Zhenghong was not in a hurry, and did not say that he would send troops over immediately. I guess I ran out of it. According to his judgment, more than 200 cavalrymen who could fight ran away, and it was estimated that the number of them was indispensable.

"This time the guerrillas were different. They had cavalry, they had Makqin heavy machine guns, and it seemed that there were no cannons. The number of cavalry was about five or six hundred, and the infantry was at least a thousand. When we retreated, we planted mines and exploded. It is estimated that more than a dozen people can be injured. There were no casualties in our cavalry company, and fifteen men were left in a cavalry company in White Russia. Liu Zheng reported carefully, Qi Zhenghong raised his hand to ask for the map, the guards opened the map and laid it, and after looking at it for a while, Qi Zhenghong said: "I know, you go and rest." ”

Soon the special engineering vehicles came. Before dark, the railway was repaired, Qi Zhenghong continued on the road, and the plane rushed back to report the news. Send away the commander-in-chief Qi. Liu Zheng said to Long Yun: "Battalion Commander Long, my eyelids have been jumping, and I always feel that something is going to happen." ”

Long Yun said: "Be careful to sail the 10,000-year-old ship, and hurry up to build fortifications while the sky is not completely dark." At night, bury a few more infantry mines, and this bird place is empty. It's so frustrating to stay at night. ”

Liu Zheng said: "If you hold on for another month, you will be able to change the defense." Long Yun thought about it and didn't feel at ease, so he sent a telegram to the two transfer stations in front and behind to make them ready for defense.

Liu Zheng and Long Yun are really not cups and snakes, the guerrillas really have to come to the camp at night, and the firepower to launch an attack during the day is not enough, and the guerrillas who come with the wrong number are unwilling to do so. In fact, this was also a reluctant move on the part of Barakov, and the transfer station was stocked with a large number of sleepers and rails, and there was an engineering vehicle on this station. The 100-meter railroad that was bombed before was repaired by the engineers in five hours, relying on the huge role of the transfer station. Knock out these transit stations, seize some supplies, burn sleepers, and throw away the railroad tracks, so that the railway can be completely destroyed in the true sense.

Three o'clock in the morning, when you sleep deepest. The wind whined in the Siberian wilderness, and the lights in the camp at the transit station were the only bright spot in sight.

Barakov doesn't even need a telescope to see the lights here more than a dozen miles away. Suddenly, the sound of the diesel generator could be heard far at night, and the two searchlights turned back and forth on the watchtower, taking care of the area of 360 degrees.

The attacking guerrillas were wearing white cloaks and slowly crawling forward in the snow, and the sharpshooters were already aiming the searchlights on the watchtowers behind a snowdrift. Barakov nervously looked at the partisans who were slowly touching him, and secretly prayed in his heart that the sentry was asleep. Well, this prayer can't come openly, now it's a revolutionary ranks, and believing in God is going to cut off the head.

There is a clear post at the entrance of the camp, Balakov is sure that there is a dark post, the squadron is called the White Army, but this White Army is not the White Army, and the combat effectiveness is absolutely incomparable.

The commissar of the partisans, Krolev, was also nervous, probably because it was too cold at night, and he was shivering all the time.

"Up, up." Seeing that the partisans had touched a hundred and fifty meters away, Krolev shouted in a low voice of excitement. But at this moment, a fire suddenly burst out in the dead night, and after a muffled sound, a soldier leaned to the side and let out a scream of "ah".

"Damn, it's infantry mines! Infantry artillery, come forward! Krolev was in a hurry, he couldn't shrink back at this time, more than a hundred commandos had touched such a close distance, and it was estimated that there would be no more to retreat.

Without waiting for Krolev's order to be carried out, there was a sudden thump in the camp, and two grenades flew out and landed in the middle of the commandos. This is the grenade of the sentry fire group, the latest equipment of the Wehrmacht, which is fully covered between two hundred and one hundred meters. As soon as the grenade exploded, a light machine gun began to tata tata, and with a burst of fire, one of the commandos who stood up from the ground was knocked down. But this casualty was nothing to the guerrillas, tempered by blood and fire. From the team of more than 10,000 people, there are more than 1,000 left, and they have long been accustomed to seeing death. Probably only the ranks of the Red Regime will persist in this difficult situation and keep fighting.

Three o'clock in the morning was the coldest time, Long Yun didn't go to bed until more than 12 o'clock, and he didn't bother to wash his tired feet, so he went straight to bed. The bed was a little damp, and there seemed to be lice, but these could not withstand the attack of tiredness. Not long after falling asleep, the explosion woke Long Yun up, and he got up from the bed with a stab, put on his shoes and rushed out. Met head-on Liu Zheng, the commander of the cavalry company who stayed at the transit station last night.

"Battalion Commander Long, the situation has not yet been figured out, I will take people to guard the material accumulation point, so as not to burn the sleepers." Liu Zheng is still very awake, in fact, he hasn't slept much all night, and he always feels a little hung in his heart.

"Okay, the guards of the camp are handed over to me, you go to the other party's supply point." Long Yun was not polite, picked up a rifle and rushed out. The machine guns on duty were ringing non-stop, the grenades were constantly exploding, and the infantry mines were not idle. Long Yun asked the commander of the garrison company to lead the people into the position to hold on, and he rushed to the mortar position behind a house.

When Long Yun arrived, the well-trained artillerymen had already rushed out of the house and began to set up artillery positions. The 60mm mortar was very light and easy to operate, but the position was set up in a few minutes.

Long Yun picked up a flashlight, turned it on and waved it twice, and the bright light of a flashlight immediately appeared on the watchtower, flashing three times.

"Target No. 3, three rapid fire." There were a total of eight mortars deployed in this position, and the artillery of the cavalry company and the infantry company were all hidden behind this house, just for fear that there would also be artillery caught on the opposite side.

Knock knock, rain shells poured out, not long outside the camp between two hundred and three hundred meters, was beaten into a sea of fire, the light of the fire dispersed the night, the Maxim machine gun position, which had not been shooting, at this time let out a roar.

The guerrillas, who were desperately rushing forward, ignored the mines, and the living people jumped out of a safety belt, hundreds of people were rushing forward, and there were more than 100 commandos in front, about half of them were left, and more than a dozen people had already rushed to within 30 meters, and the grenades were thrown forward vigorously.

The booming grenade blew up a Makqin, and more than half of the dozen or so people were knocked down.

The battle-hardened Barakov's worst fears happened, the mortar on the opposite side suddenly fired a round of flares, and the follow-up troops were clearly seen, and then a round of three rapid fires exploded, blowing up a large piece of flesh and blood.

There were too many light machine guns behind the camp walls, and they were rushing and attacking the commandos who rushed to the front. In less than 10 minutes, the first wave of assault went up to more than 100 commandos, and there were almost not a few left, and the guerrillas who rushed forward were forcefully suppressed by mortars, and under the powerful suppression of several Makqins, the casualties of the follow-up troops were even greater.

Krolev felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly said loudly: "Comrade Balakov, you can't fight anymore, the fire on the opposite side is too fierce." ”

When Balakov saw this formation, he was expressionless and unmoved: "The second group of commandos has not been discovered yet, and the frontal attack cannot be stopped, and they will retreat when they light the pile of sleepers." ”

Krolev had no choice but to bite the bullet and rush to the only infantry gun himself, directing the artillery to hit the machine gun position opposite. The machine gun positions of the Chinese white bandits were very tricky, and the root was the blind spot of the direct-fire guns. Fortunately, the infantry artillery could fire at a large elevation angle, and after the few shells were fired, two machine-gun positions were also knocked out.

At this time, there was movement on the right, dense gunfire and grenade explosions.