Chapter 195: The Fall of the First Cavalry Division Asks for a Monthly Pass!

The scorching sun of May hung arrogantly in the sky, giving off the almost suffocating heat, and the Gobi Desert was hot because it had absorbed enough heat.

At this time, a long team walked on the Gobi Desert, which had almost become a forbidden place for human beings, and their figures were finally seen clearly from far to near, and it turned out to be a large group of cavalry. The appearance of this cavalry was so embarrassing that one could tell at a glance that it was a defeated team.

As they walked, one or two cavalrymen fell off their horses from time to time and could not get up again, and the cavalry next to them only glanced indifferently at the people on the ground, and their eyes returned to their original dead silence. It's not that they don't want to get off their horses to save people, it's that they know that when they get off their horses, they will probably be like the people on the ground and will never be able to get on the horses again.

Yes, this team is the 1st Cavalry Division of the Qinghai Mabufang Division, which has just suffered a defeat in Ningxia. Ma Biao, who was originally ambitious, took the First Cavalry Division to burn and plunder in Ningxia, but he encountered a hard nail near Yumen Pass, which punctured Ma Biao's steel teeth that he thought were very hard.

After realizing that he couldn't please him, Ma Biao started his escape journey with the remnants, but Ma Biao, who was used to being arrogant in the northwest, did not realize that there was something called an airplane in this world. Well, maybe he knew, but he didn't know that the plane was a multifunctional tool, and in addition to being able to bomb, the plane also had a capability called reconnaissance.

In the days when he was on the run, there were always a few planes hovering over his head, sometimes just circling, sometimes they would drop a few bombs at a low altitude, and sometimes they would swoop down and give them a low strafing shot.

In the past few days, Ma Biao finally understood a truth, death is not the most terrible thing, the most terrible thing is waiting for the day of death. The more than 7,000 people who had fled from Ningxia had collapsed after being bombed by planes and machine-guns, and who had fallen after hunger, thirst, and fatigue, but now there are only more than 4,000 left. Thinking of the army of more than 12,000 people he brought with him when he left, but when he came back, there were only more than 4,000 remnants left, Ma Biao had the urge to hit his head against the wall.

Originally, the cavalry could complete the journey in two days, but now it took five days to reach the territory of Qinghai, and as soon as they entered Qinghai, some of the cavalry knelt down and cried facing their hometown Tao Tao.

Ma Biao's face was full of bitterness when he rode on the horse, and he was about to say something, when suddenly there was a familiar roar in the clouds in the sky, this voice Ma Biao swore that he would never forget it even if he died in his life. It was a vulture-like plane, and the sound it made when it dived was so penetrating.

"Hurry up and get on the air strike"

With the roar of Ma Biao, the cavalry skillfully got on the horse one by one, just like a group of scattered monkeys, the cavalry has also realized a truth under the pursuit of the plane in the past few days, that is, in front of the plane, do not think about getting together to do something stupid with many people and great strength. The more people you have under the plane, the more you will die, and the more you get together with people, the faster you will die. It is the most correct choice for everyone to spread out and run separately, which is the lesson of the cavalry in the past few days in exchange for life and blood.

"Hornet, hornet, I'm a gecko, now I have found the target, the target is running in the direction of Dole County, please pay attention to notify our personnel below."

"I understand, the goal is moving in the direction of Dole County."

Ten miles away from the county seat of Dole, on an ancient official road that has existed for an unknown number of years, the hills on both sides have been occupied by dense soldiers, all of whom are soldiers of the 10th Infantry Division of the 37th Group Army.

A few days ago, Ren Ran's first battalion and Ma Biao fought a fire, and more than half of the losses were lost, and the division commander Peng Zeyuan couldn't swallow this breath, and he repeatedly reported to the headquarters that he wanted to be transferred to Qinghai to participate in the general attack on Xining City. Jiang Baili was also very troubled by this student, and finally approved his request the day before yesterday, and the 'Aunt Junker' airlifted their personnel and equipment to Qinghai after two days of intense transportation.

Today, the 10th Division lay in ambush on the way back from Ma Biao's cavalry, waiting for the arrival of this lost dog.

"Yingzao, let's not let Ma Biao, the old boy, run away today, while our troops are here, Lao Tzu must peel off his skin." It was Liu Jun, the battalion deputy of the first battalion, who was lying in a temporary skirmish pit at this time, his face covered with a handkerchief that he couldn't see the color that came out of nowhere, and said casually.

Ren Ran glanced at him with disdain: "You kid is just that, what do you mean by 'taking advantage of our big troops', don't we fight when the big troops are not there?" We can't give so many brothers in vain that day, and today we will bite him to death even if we bite with our teeth. ”

Liu Jun was unconvinced when he heard this, and retorted: "You have a chance, today our tens of thousands of people are still in your turn to bite with your teeth?" We drowned him in every soak* of urine. ”

When the two were arguing, the warning signal came from the front, the enemy was coming, and they were not allowed to talk to each other, and they were all silenced.

After dozens of minutes of unbearable waiting, I finally saw a group of embarrassed fleeing cavalry at the end of this ancient official road, and they rushed over like frightened rabbits. In the sky behind them, several Stukas took turns to dive and strafe, slowly driving the cavalry from all directions like shepherd dogs trying to drive sheep into the sheepfold.

"Quick, Shizuo, we can enter Dole County after crossing this official road, as long as we get to the county seat, we don't have to be afraid of this damn plane." Ma Biao's adjutant said loudly with a tired look on his face.

At this time, Ma Biao also lost the arrogance of a few days ago, if our Chief Su appeared in front of him, he would definitely be amazed by this simple and vicissitudes of life. Dressed in a fairly straight earthy yellow uniform, the official uniform was dyed yellow and black with blood, oil, and many unknown things. I don't know where to throw the military hat on his head, revealing his unkempt dirty hair, and the beard on his face has become tangled in the past few days when he has not had time to take care of his life.

Ma Biao smiled bitterly and said: "I lost the first division, I don't know how to go to the second uncle and his old man, alas, if our radio station is not lost, otherwise we can notify the second uncle and ask him to send someone to pick us up." ”

As the two spoke, their hands were not slow, they slapped the buttocks of the exhausted horses under their crotches and looked into the sky behind them.

At this time, Stuka in the sky didn't seem to be in a hurry after seeing them enter the official road, and slowly circled in the sky.

Ma Biao's group of remnants who were eager to flee for their lives did not carefully observe the environment, nor did they send scouts to reconnoiter the terrain, so they rushed into the pocket carefully set up for them by the 10th Chahar Infantry Division.

After seeing that most of Ma Biao's cavalry had entered the encirclement, Peng Zeyuan put down his binoculars, a chill appeared in his eyes, and said to the staff officers beside him: "Order the troops, start"

"Yes"

The staff officer answered, took a few steps forward, pulled out a flare gun from his waist, pointed it at the sky, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang Bang Bang" three signal flares, one red and two green, immediately flew into the sky, and even in the afternoon when the sun was scorching, its light was enough for people to see him for miles nearby.

"Not good" Ma Biao knew that he was going to be bad as soon as he saw the signal flare in the air, and hurriedly beat his horse and prepared to return the same way, but Ma Biao, who had just run two steps, sadly saw the entrance of the official road, and he didn't know when more than a dozen tanks appeared to firmly block the road.

"Bastards, these damn bastards, it's despicable to bury tanks in the ground and cover them with camouflage." As soon as Ma Biao saw those tanks with dirt and sand on their bodies, he understood everything in his heart. But desperate to flee for his life, he could only hit the horse and run back.

At this time, with the rise of signal flares on the official road, the sound of gunfire and cannons became a burst for a while, and the cavalry of the Ma Jiajun who had been galloping on the Gobi Desert in the northwest were skewering around in panic. Because the official road was too narrow to allow for the deployment of large-caliber artillery fire, the ambush was mainly based on small arms and portable mortars.

"Put"

"Whoosh" On a certain mortar position, dozens of 82 mortars that had long been scheduled to shoot at Zhuyuan made a slight dull sound and flew towards the predetermined target.

The sound of "boom" explosions sounded in the ranks of Ma Jiajun, and the rain of shrapnel was flying everywhere, and the shrapnel was so dense that some horses were torn to pieces by the rain of bullets before they even had time to scream.

Ma Du is like this, let alone that man, from the moment the cannon sounded, in less than ten minutes, nearly a third of the remaining more than 4,000 cavalry of the Ma Family Army fell.

The rest of the cavalry galloped forward with all their remaining strength, and although they knew that the Chahar army that was besieging them was not so kind that they would leave a way for themselves to survive in front, the human instinct to not give up on the Yellow River made them still have to go to the front to try this only way of escape.

"Quick! There is a way to live when you are almost in front" Ma Biao beat the horse, while cheering up his subordinates, he forced himself to tell himself that when he arrived at the official road, he was the way to live, this is his own territory, and he can hide from any household after leaving the official road

Seeing that the intersection was getting closer and closer, Ma Biao was pleasantly surprised to find that there was no tank in front of him.

Ma Biao, who was excited, shouted loudly, "Brothers, rush and rush through the intersection to survive."