Chapter 159

Historically, the general-purpose machine gun was developed by the Germans, because the Treaty of Versailles stipulated that the German army could not be equipped with Maxim. In this time and space, the general-purpose machine gun is the first initiative of the Hanyang Military Industrial Group, and this idea came from the hand of a certain party surnamed Shenba.

For Soviet soldiers, the small-caliber mortars of the squadron are like that, lying down with their ears covered, and they can dodge it. Being targeted by a general-purpose machine gun is fatal, and a general-purpose machine gun equipped to the squad level is simply a nightmare for infantry. Once hit, if you are lucky, you will be hit by one bullet, and if you are unlucky, you can shoot three shots in one shot, and you will basically be helpless, and you will be useless if you save it. If the machine gun is a nightmare, then the sniper of the Wehrmacht is the devil's cunning.

It has only been a day and a half since the start of the war, and now there is no Soviet commander who dares to hang a telescope and hold a short gun, as long as he launches a charge, he is always dressed as an ordinary soldier. Officers with pistols in their hands are often the first to be knocked down.

As a defensive side, Fang Rui on the position was surprised by the tenacity of the Soviet army, and the interval between each Soviet attack has become shorter and shorter since today. The last Soviet attack was twenty minutes ago, and after being repulsed, the Soviets carried out a short artillery bombardment, the infantry came up again, and the skirmishers slowly moved forward, and once they entered 300 meters, they began to take all kinds of caution.

Fang Rui remembered that his father said that Lao Maozi was the best nation at learning in battle, and joked that Maozi was a fighting race. Now it seems that my father's words are right, the infantry is equipped with semi-automatic rifles, and the effective range is 300 meters. In terms of firepower, the Soviet infantry was completely suppressed. Especially when the infantry shoots at each other, there is never any suspense. There is only one point, and the consumption of ammunition is significant.

It was nearly dusk, and the fighting on the ground suddenly ended with the roaring of artillery. Lao Maozi's 122 howitzers rained down, regardless of the distance between the Soviet soldiers and the position, that is, about 200 meters. This change left the officers and men of the 135th Division of the Wehrmacht on the position unprepared, and they simply did not have time to dodge the shells, and they were already overwhelmed by intensive artillery fire. Fang Rui, who was in the command post, was stunned when he saw this scene. Immediately grabbed the phone and shouted to the division headquarters: "Lao Maozi has opened fire without distinguishing between the enemy, our army's losses are very large, and I need reinforcements." ”

Dropping the phone, Fang Rui picked up the steel helmet strap and carried the submachine gun in his hand. He said to the chief of staff: "I'll go up." You must beat Lao Maozi down. I've got you covered here. Let the machine gun battalion shoot out all the shells, and be sure to cut off Maozi's follow-up. With the reserve of the only company in his hand, Fang Rui did not wait for the chief of staff to reply. It has disappeared around the corner of the traffic trench.

The chief of staff hurriedly reported to the division headquarters, and when Liao Yaoxiang heard the news, he scolded angrily: "Fang Rui, this madman, ordered the division artillery regiment to block Maozi's follow-up for me at any cost." ”

When Fang Rui arrived at the position of the first battalion, the battle situation had become extremely bad, after a single artillery fire from some enemies of the Soviet army, the follow-up troops rushed up on the explosive point, and the position of the first battalion was broken through in many places. Liu Dayou, the commander of the first battalion, had four grenades tied to his waist. With the subsequent dozen or so death squads, he went up.

The position was full of soldiers from the two armies entangled together, and the vast number of Soviet soldiers flooded like a tide.

Boom Boom! In a series of explosions, more than a dozen Soviet soldiers fell to the ground screaming. This is the first battalion commander Liu Dayou pulled the grenade on his body, and after the officers and soldiers on the position were stunned by this scene, they followed suit. Another non-commissioned officer rushed into the crowd of Soviet troops with an explosive bag, and after a dozen or so blows, the fierce momentum of the Soviet army was contained, just like the waves dozens of meters high on the sea, which crashed into the cliff on the shore.

Fang Rui, who arrived in time, had a pain in the corner of his eyes, and witnessed the feat of more than a dozen officers and soldiers rushing into the enemy group regardless of their lives, Fang Rui pulled the trigger of the submachine gun in his hand to the end. There were too many people in the Soviet army, and although Fang Rui came in time, the position of the first battalion was still about to be unable to hold. At this moment, a sudden burst of intensive artillery fire rang out, and the point of impact was 200 meters in front of the position. The divisional artillery regiment used precise and superb skills to punch out a wall of firepower, and stubbornly blocked the follow-up Soviet troops behind the wall of fire.

"No, come closer." At this time, Fang Rui was held by the commander of the reserve company and pressed into the trench. The soldier with the walkie-talkie on his back followed him closely, his eyes respectful. Fang Rui snatched the microphone of the walkie-talkie and shouted to the back.

"If you get closer, you'll blow it up." The voice of the artillery commander was compared to the sound of the cannon, and the ears of the people who were shocked hurt.

"If you lose your position, you might as well be blown up." Fang Rui's answer was very indifferent, and after a short silence on the other side of the microphone, a sentence came: "Count you ruthless!" Then the shells really moved a little more in front of the formation, and a wall of fire appeared within a hundred meters, and finally broke through 200 meters, and the Soviet soldiers who were rushing up were hit unexpectedly.

The tenacity of the Soviet army was far beyond the imagination in advance, and in the face of such fierce firepower, the Soviet soldiers were still rushing upward, regardless of the casualties and impacting the crumbling defense line. What crushed the Soviet army's will to fight was the 10 Eagle 3 fighters from the sky, and these pilots, who did not care about the hardships of landing after dark, completely crushed the momentum of the Soviet army's onslaught under the dive and strafing again and again. The tide of Soviet troops feared most not an attack, but a retreat. Every time you retreat, it is often the time when the casualties are the greatest, and the mortars of various calibers and ranges of the squadron are like a tail embellished, chasing and fighting. From 500 meters to 1,000 meters, the Soviets were greeted by 60-caliber shells, at 1000-2000 meters, 82-caliber shells flew, and a little further, there were 120 shells. However, the current Soviet army only needs to withdraw five or six hundred meters, because the Soviet army has dug the trench to a distance of five or six hundred meters from the front of the formation, which is one of the reasons why the Soviet army can quickly break through. Because of the gap in infantry firepower, the Soviets came up with such a very effective method. In this way, as soon as the Soviets retreated to the trenches at the place of departure, the Wehrmacht pursuit had to stop.

Baldi Kurgan, the railway station, the tattered railway station that was bombed by Soviet artillery fire, is still functioning normally unexpectedly. The engineering corps was still busy on the railroads. A military train rushed into the station. The first person to get out of the stuffy tanker was a major general. Long riding boots, straight clothes, a foreign style.

Seeing Chen Changjie, the commander of the city defense of Bardikurgan who was waiting on the platform, the major general ran forward and saluted: "Sun Liren, commander of the 138th Division of the National Defense Army, was ordered to lead his troops to arrive. Please show me the chief. ”

"It's hard work, the war situation is urgent, don't use those false courtesies. The 135th Division had been on the front for two days, and they suffered the greatest casualties, so your unit immediately formed a team and ran out of the city to reinforce the division. "Chen Changjie is a second-year student of Wuhu Lu University, and when many first-term students in the army are still fighting for major generals, his promotion path has always been very smooth. This has something to do with the fact that he has shown himself well in several large-scale exercises, but this time it is a huge test. Chen Changjie, who had only four infantry divisions in his hands. To withstand the onslaught of the Soviet army of 400,000 men. If it weren't for this pre-built fortified position. Bardikurgan has long been out of line.

Sun Liren's division was urgently transported from Ili, and he didn't get off the train to Almaty, and he sat down on the train for dozens of hours. People are soft. But that didn't stop the officers from swearing and kicking the soldiers' butts, throwing them off the train, and then forming a team, and then going to battle overnight.

When Liao Yaoxiang saw Sun Liren, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. Both of them are sea turtles, but they don't have much friendship. On the same front, the relationship is very ordinary. Sun Liren felt that Liao Yaoxiang was too arrogant and lost the face of international students. Liao Yaoxiang felt that Sun Liren was too rigid, and he had to be cold without saying a few words.

The encounter on the battlefield naturally changed the mood. Liao Yaoxiang said to Sun Li very sincerely: "Lao Maozi is very powerful. One of our divisions fought for two days, and more than half of them suffered casualties. In the past two days, I shot and killed three officers who had lost their positions. The biggest loss was Fang Rui's regiment, and I added a battalion of troops to him before and after, and I don't know how much I could withdraw. ”

"Thank you Brother Jianchu for reminding me, I must be careful. Speaking of which, I was lucky, I heard that in the past two days, the bombers of the Air Force have been bombing the logistics supply lines of the Soviet army non-stop. The artillery fire of the Soviet troops in front of them should not have been as fierce as it began. ”

"Brother Fumin is right, Lao Maozi's artillery preparation is not as good as once, and you have to be careful if it's not enough. In the afternoon, Lao Maozi's artillery opened fire indiscriminately, boiling the entangled soldiers of the two armies on the position. ”

As he was talking, the chief of staff came over, and after a low whisper, Liao Yaoxiang's face changed: "How is the injury?" ”

"It's still going down, and it's said that one leg will definitely not be saved."

Almaty, after Liu Mingzhao answered a phone call, he stood up from his seat and said loudly: "Rescue at any cost, Lao Tzu will shoot you." Forget it, send it back now. ”

Zhang Zhizhong, who was sitting opposite, looked at Liu Mingzhao puzzled, this gentleman has always been elegant, Taishan collapsed in front of him and was not chaotic, how could he lose his temper when he answered a phone call? "Brother Bocheng, what's wrong?"

"Brother Wen Bai, the eldest prince is on the front line of Baldikurgan, Lao Maozi was under artillery fire before dark, and the eldest prince was injured in order to save a soldier next to him." Liu Mingzhao's face was annoyed, and Zhang Zhizhong said with a look of astonishment: "The eldest prince? How did I not know? In which troops? ”

"135th Division, name is Fang Rui. I consulted the commander, and his old man said that his son is also a soldier, and there is no reason for a soldier to avoid war. Liao Yaoxiang, this bastard, I have to shoot him. Liu Mingzhao was rarely angry and kept stomping his feet.

"It's no wonder that Jian Chu is doing this, I don't know that the eldest prince is on the front line, so let's send a telegram to Beijing quickly. The General Staff has not yet decided on our counterattack plan, presumably because it is worried that our troops will be insufficient. ”

Lukin strode into the war room and looked at the officers with angry faces: "Who, who ordered the cannon?" Don't you know that our soldiers are still entangled with the enemy in their positions? ”

"Please calm down, Comrade Lukin, the order was given by me, according to the request of Commander Pavlov, we must capture Bardikurgan within three days, otherwise the entire situation of the battle will be affected." It was the political commissar Kryshka, a small man from the Caucasus, who spoke.

No matter how angry Lukin was, he could only calm down when facing the political commissar, because the party commanded the gun, and the commissar could remove him from his post and seize command when necessary.

"Comrade Political Commissar, I think what you should be concerned about is our logistics and transportation, after two days of fierce fighting, the artillery shells of the troops are almost exhausted. Why hasn't it been shipped for a long time? Without shells, would it be possible for our soldiers to use their flesh and blood to fend off enemy machine-gun bullets? Who will be responsible for delaying the war? Before the start of the war, who swore that there would be absolutely no problems with logistics and transportation? "Lukin didn't dare to come hard. I can only go around in circles and run for the weakness of the political commissar.

"Comrade Lukin, please calm down. Enemy planes bombed very hard, and our air force suffered heavy losses in battles with enemy planes. The ten aviation brigades, which are responsible for protecting the logistics line, have already lost more than five hundred aircraft. I have already reported this matter to my superiors and asked the Air Force to do everything possible to improve the situation. ”

How could Lukin not know what was going on? Hundreds of kilometers of logistics lines rely on a single railway line. The daily consumption of hundreds of thousands of people is an astonishing number, and before the war, I never imagined that the squadron would be so tenacious, with five divisions of less than 100,000 troops, it actually held the Bardikurgan defense line for two whole days. As of now. The Soviets did not even break through the perimeter defenses. All the time. It was advertised that the Chinese soldiers were all young master soldiers, greedy for life and afraid of death. As a result, I learned that the battle to the death was not inferior to the Soviet army at all. Hundreds of times have already happened on the positions, after the Chinese officers and soldiers have broken through the positions. The feat of detonating the explosives on his body and ending with the Soviet army.

Unable to take Bardikurgan quickly, the problem of the long logistics line was exposed, and the superiority of the Chinese Air Force was huge, although it was slightly inferior in quantity, but much higher in quality. In every air battle, there is a small victory, not to mention the difference, and there is still a big gap in the results. Now on the battlefield of the Northern Front, the sky is already the Chinese Air Force, and the bombers, under the cover of fighters, are constantly bombing roads, bridges, convoys, and assembly areas every day.

"Anyway, before dawn tomorrow. 100,000 rounds of shells must be brought up. ”

"Fifty thousand rounds at most! Let the comrades carry forward the revolutionary spirit, overcome difficulties, not be afraid of sacrifice, and be sure to take Baldikurgan during the day. The enemy has been holding out for two days, the casualties are not under us, they will not hold out for long. ”

While Lukin was arguing with the political commissar, Liu Mingzhao waited for a reply from Beijing. "If you're 50% sure, you can execute the counterattack plan. If it is less than 50% sure, you can wait another week for the 11th Mechanized Army in Lanzhou to be transported to Almaty and then counterattack. This word, Fang Jianxiong. ”

"Bo Cheng, didn't Fu Shuai mention the matter of the eldest prince?" Zhang Zhizhong read the telegram and was very surprised. Liu Mingzhao nodded: "Yes, I didn't mention a word." Wenbai, the Soviet army has been attacking for two days in a row, but its sharpness has not diminished. It seems that Fu Commander's worries are justified, so wait for the 11th Mechanized Army to arrive. ”

"In this case, transfer three divisions from the reserve and replace the previous divisions. Now I'm not worried about Bardikurgan, I'm worried about the Bishkek direction, where Xun Chen handed over the 9th Mechanized Army to the Front Headquarters, and his forces were a little tighter. "Zhang Zhizhong is a kind person, for this counterattack, Liu Mingzhao transferred the Ninth Mechanized Army in Zhang Zizhong's hands, the purpose is to first eliminate the enemy on the northern front.

"You know Xinchen's character better than me, let's wait for his news with peace of mind. Excuse me, what is the situation in the direction of Andijan? Liu Mingzhao returned to the sand table and stared at the entire stretch of battle. Hundreds of kilometers across Central Asia were ignited by the flames of war.

Trains raced across the wasteland, carriages loaded with tanks and armored vehicles. In the first passenger car, a thin Li Zongren was staring at the map on the wall. "Where is this?"

"Jiuquan just passed, and it is still far from the next stop, Hami. With so many tanks and personnel to transport, it would be nice to be able to get all of them there in a week. Ye Weixun, the chief of staff, has been wiping the camera in his hand, and Ye Weixun, who likes to take pictures, takes his beloved German-made camera with him wherever he goes.

Ye Weixun studied in Germany after World War I and studied in Berlin for three years. Li Zongren fought in World War I in France, and after coming back, he climbed very quickly in the army.

"I don't know what the General Staff planned? Supposedly, it should be fought in the Far East. As a result, there is no news at all, and it seems that the preparation has not been completed. With some regret, Li Zongren left the map, holding a teacup in his hand, and looked up at the map thoughtfully.

"When the Far East side will fight, according to my estimate, depends on when Japan goes south." Ye Weixun walked to the map with a smile, pointed to the enclave in the Far East and said: "Here, the Japanese permanent force is two divisions, and there are two mixed brigades in Vladivostok and other places. But with Japan's transport capacity, four or five divisions could be brought in a week. Although it is said that the combat effectiveness of the Japanese army may not be comparable to that of Shangmaozi, the risk of fighting on both sides will not be taken lightly. ”

As long as Japan increases its troops in the Far East, Fu Shuai will strike first to drive the Japanese army into the sea and push North Korea flat, and then talk about the problem of Maozi. After all, Japan is too close to us, and the threat is too great to be guarded against. ”

In Beijing, Fang Jianxiong locked himself in his study for an hour, and no one dared to disturb him. In the end, Jiang Fangzhen knocked on the door, and heard the sound of "come in" inside, so he pushed the door in and said, "Fuguo, you have to cheer up." ”

Fang Jianxiong smiled reluctantly and said: "I'm fine, I'm just anxious about one thing, when will Japan's strategy for going south be officially introduced." So far, there has been no action on the part of the Japanese side, which is very worrying. ”

"Don't hide it from me, I know everything about Fang Rui."