Eighty kilometers west of Dunhuang, Gansu Province, next to the Yumen Pass

A pale yellow Willis four-wheel-drive jeep was parked next to the ruins of the sand and gravel Yumen Pass, and a bearded major officer stood under the square beacon made of loess that had witnessed the thousand-year-old Yumen Pass.

The officer looked at the ancient beacon tower, and his mouth was still howling the "Song of the General of the Yumen Guangai" by the famous Tang Dynasty poet Cen Shen

"The line Chinese New Year's Eve hold Jinwu, who is seven feet long and quite bearded. The city of Yumen is far and lonely, and the yellow sand is thousands of miles and the grass is withered. It is adjacent to Dog Rong in the south and Hu in the north, and the general is ready to arrive. Five thousand armored soldiers are courageous, and there is nothing to do in the army but to be happy. The warm house embroidered curtain red stove is woven into a wall coat and flowers. In front of the lamp, the maid and maid poured jade pots, and the golden bells dotted the wild crisps. The purple and gold medallion tended to the left and right, and asked if it was just a cane-headed slave. The beauty is both idle and free, and the red lips and green eyebrows are shining. Qing Song is a song that has nothing in the world, and today it is said that it is happy to hear the phoenix general. The pity is overwhelmingly victorious over Qin Luofu, which makes Jun Wuma hesitate. Wild grass embroidered purple undergarment, red tooth wisp horse to canopy. The jade plate is sprinkled with a hand, and the crowd boasts that they have never lost. There are all horses on the board, and the peach blossoms are the most special. The cavalry hunted to the southern corner of the city, and shot the thousand-year-old fox. I'll come to the outside of the plug to press the side storage, and get drunk leftovers for you. Drunk and noisy in the wine cup, suddenly remembering the old drunkards in Xianyang. ”

"Hehehe, 'Suddenly remember the old drunkard of Xianyang'" The officer muttered a few words in his mouth and then jumped on a stone and scolded: "I'm ** his grandmother, everyone else is fighting Lao Maozi in Siberia, or confronting the little devil in Longmen and Duolun, and running to Ma Bufang to train his troops again, why do you want Lao Tzu to gnaw sand here." Why am I so unlucky in doing things in this life? ”

"Okay, Brother Xinqi, don't be emotional, now it's not you alone here to gnaw sand, who has no resentment in our brothers of the tenth division." At this time, a voice sounded behind Ren Ran.

A young man of about twenty-seven or eighteen, one was wearing a military uniform with the rank of captain on his shoulder, reclining on the chair of the jeep, his hands and ten fingers crossed behind his head, Erlang's legs were swaying, and an M2 large-caliber and large-caliber dual-purpose machine gun was erected above his head in the jeep, and the yellow bullet chain was dangling next to him.

"I can't vent here. Liu Jun, don't talk about it anymore, Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, seeing other brothers eating meat, you don't have any thoughts in your heart? Ren Ran looked at Liu Jun with disdain and said.

"What's the use of just having ideas? The key is that you have to take action, I'm not like you, the evil fire in my heart didn't vent and dragged me here to see the sand. If I had known this, I might as well be in the barracks, who would have slept greatly? Liu Jun still looked lazy and didn't wake up.

"Hmph, who made our 10th Division a newly formed unit? Who made us have no record to play? But I wondered, we are a little worse than those in the 102nd and 103rd Divisions, but the 9th Division is also a unit formed with us, how can it go to Siberia? And the boys of the 16th and 17th Infantry Divisions are now competing with the little devils of Rehe? Why did it come to our turn to look in the sand? The more Ren Ran talked, the more depressed he became, so he simply jumped into the car and started the fire, and the jeep sped off on the Gobi Desert.

This heroic off-road jeep is Su Tong's imitation of the Willis MB jeep of the later generations, this car that has swept countless people, and the output of more than 600,000 units in World War II in later generations has reached an astonishing 600,000 units, it can be said that as long as there are Yankees, there are jeeps.

Now this car has also been plagiarized by our Su Commander, and it is the Eighth Automobile Plant in Chahar that is responsible for producing it, but now Chahar's automobile industry is still very weak, and most of the energy is also focused on manufacturing more urgently needed trucks on the front line. The output of this jeep is only more than 2,000 units so far, and most of them have been transferred to the Siberian battlefield.

The yellow "jeep" car dragged the billowing yellow smoke and flew in the barren Gobi desert, and the roar of the "jeep" broke the dead silence on the endless Gobi desert.

With the wind blowing in your ears, the four-wheel-drive Jeep has excellent off-road skills, and it was born for this kind of terrain.

Ren Ran laughed, he stepped on the bottom of the accelerator, and the low jeep was like a sword off the string galloping across the vast wilderness. Ren Ran likes this feeling very much, this feeling is like something, yes, like the feeling of flying, yes, it is flying, flying unrestrained.

"This madman!" Liu Jun, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, scolded a few words in a low voice, and the big hand holding the armrest tightened.

At this time, Ren Ran was surprised to find that there seemed to be a storm ahead.

"Huh? Liu Jun, look, is there a sandstorm ahead? Ren Ran asked Liu Jundao next to him in surprise.

"Maybe, this season is the season of sandstorms, I said Brother Xinqi, we should go back too. You should also take it easy, don't toss this treasure to spoil. Liu Jun squinted his eyes and said lazily.

"No, it's not a sandstorm!" Ren Ran's eyes narrowed, "You open your eyes and see!" ”

"Really? Not a sandstorm or what? It can't be" Liu Junzheng's eyes widened and looked at it impatiently, and suddenly the lazy look on his face swept away, replaced by a grim face, "It's not good, it's the big cavalry!" "The sound of the galloping cavalry was not a mosquito, it could be heard from miles away, and the cavalry who had rushed ahead had spotted them and were now rushing towards them.

"It's cavalry, let's go!" Before Liu Jun's words fell, Ren Ran had already skillfully shifted gears, and the jeep turned a big corner and immediately left.

"Damn, where did the cavalry come out, could it be from Gansu?" Ren Ran scolded while driving, this group of cavalry was menacing, and it must have been uneasy and kind.

"No, it's definitely not from Gansu, is it" Liu Jun's expression began to change greatly, could it be Qinghai Ma Bufang's department?

"Hurry back to the battalion headquarters, order the troops to prepare for the battle team immediately, and report to the superiors immediately" Ren Ran's expression was very calm at this time, and at this time, the slightly shaking hand holding the steering wheel betrayed his mood.

The development of science and technology to this day, especially the advent of automobiles, has caused the cavalry, an ancient class of troops known for its excitement, to begin to decline. Although the cavalry behind desperately tried to catch up with the car in front, they could only helplessly find that the distance was getting farther and farther.

The camp of this battalion is not far from Yumen Pass, but it is also more than 30 kilometers away. The jeep finally arrived at the camp after more than half an hour of full speed.

After arriving at the camp, Ren Ran didn't have time to find the fourth trumpeter to blow the trumpet, so he directly took out the M1911 pistol in his waist and fired three shots into the sky, "Bang bang bang"

For the soldiers, the sound of gunfire is an order, and the moment the gunfire sounds, the whole camp is like a pot of boiling water, everyone runs out, and after a while, more than 500 people in a battalion have gathered in the open space of the camp.

"Everyone's getting their ammo right now! All entered the position, there was an enemy invasion. After speaking, Ren Ran said to Liu Jun: "You take the brothers into the position first, and then you will last check the fortifications and check the ammunition." ”

"Yes!" Liu Jun responded solemnly and led the team to prepare.

Seeing that the whole battalion entered the position under the leadership of Liu Jun, Ren Ran also walked into the battalion headquarters quickly, and said in a deep voice to the confidential officer: "Pick up the regiment headquarters for me immediately!" ”

"Hey, regimental headquarters? I am the commander of the first battalion, and I want to talk to the regiment commander. Regimental seats? Our department found that a large force of cavalry was attacking our department outside the Yumen Pass, and it was estimated that there were at least seven or eight thousand people in rough steps, which was only a lot more. According to my analysis, it should be the Ma Jiajun Division, they are not good, now ask for reinforcements, ask for reinforcements! ”

"Understand, you hold on, I will report to my superiors immediately, and you must hold out until reinforcements arrive."

When the intelligence was reported to the division headquarters, the division commander Zhang Lengmo was taken aback, the cavalry of the Ma family army actually went around to Yumen Pass? What do they want to do? Zhang Lengmo, who felt that the matter was very important, did not dare to hesitate, and he immediately sent a telegram to the headquarters of the 37th Group Army in Chahar, reporting the situation here.

Jiang Baili, who received the telegram, couldn't help but be angry in his heart, he knew that this must be Ma Bufang's ghost. As soon as Su Tong and he sent an armored division to Xining, he immediately sent a cavalry division to Yumen Pass.

"Yinchuan, it must be Yinchuan." Jiang Baili understood Ma Jiajun's purpose without thinking, they wanted to return a tooth for a tooth.

However, at present, only one 10th Infantry Division is defending Ningxia, and the strength is inevitably somewhat insufficient. The 3rd Armored Division has arrived in Qinghai again, and there is no time to separate, and Chahar's army is too far away to quench its thirst.

"Report! Gao Zhihang, the director of the aviation force, was ordered to come and accept the mission! Please ask the Chief of Staff to instruct! ”

Jiang Baili looked at it, stretched out his hand to beckon Gao Zhihang over, and asked after walking around the office twice: "Ziheng, do you have a way to quickly send troops to Yinchuan by plane?" ”

"Yes, use 'Aunt Juncker'!" Gao Zhihang replied without thinking.

"Oh? Do you elaborate on it? How to deliver? Jiang Baili's tone was still so steady, but Gao Zhihang, who was familiar with him, still heard a trace of anxiety from his tone.

"At present, our group army has more than 160 JU52 transport planes, each of which can transport 16 heavily armed soldiers, and after they are all gathered, we can transport more than 2,560 soldiers at a time. And it only takes three hours to fly from Chahar to Yinchuan, so theoretically we only need one day to transport more than 7,000 soldiers to Yinchuan. Gao Zhihang replied calmly.