Chapter 606: The Tiger Will Go Out (5) Attention, Tank!
The cold wind blew strongly, and the earth froze.
The vast plateau is covered in a thick layer of snow, and it is difficult to melt on sunny days on a continuous basis, but is swept by strong winds and flattened from the heights, filled into low-lying areas, or lifted out of the drainage ditches on both sides of the road, creating steep and folded ridges on the road. Although most people can take a big stride, if you are not careful, you may break your feet and necks.
The 24 Cossack cavalry companies that had invaded Mongolia from Kyakhta to the south had managed to break through the weak barrier of the border guards and rush to the main road to Kulen.
Major-General Orlov led the brave Cossacks in the face of the wind and snow, who resisted the doubts of the Far Eastern Military District Command, stubbornly demanded the implementation of what was considered an extremely risky offensive plan, and became the front-line commander of 24 cavalry companies, leading the charge on the most dangerous battlefields.
There is no doubt that the irascible and savage Cossacks admired heroic warriors, and the style of General Orlov was very popular. In addition, under the banner of avenging the cavalry lost in the last offensive battle, his influence on the entire cavalry corps even exceeded that of the cavalry commander.
Now, he also led nearly a third of the division and a cavalry vanguard of about 1,000 people, and rushed all the way to a place not far from Iro. When the horse's hooves stepped onto the steeply widened road, he waved his hand to stop the group, released his ranger to continue his guard, jumped off the horse with his legs, and stomped back and forth on the broken pavement, swept away the remaining snow, and looked down closely.
"Well, it's different. The Chinese are very willing to spend money on building roads, making them so wide and strong. I had long thought about using it to transport troops. They launched an attack on the Empire. It was premeditated. β
It's like proving a big mystery in my heart. General Orlov crossed his waist and chested, squinting his eyes into the distance, and at the end of his line of sight, another bulging dragon abruptly abruptly stopped in front of him, side by side with the road.
He pointed far away with his whip: "There, the Chinese are preparing to build the railway to the city of trading." If it weren't for the fact that His Majesty the Tsar had seen through their conspiracy a long time ago and did not agree to the Chinese's request to connect to the Trans-Siberian Railway, I am afraid that we would now have to face more than just that little enemy army. β
Several officers next to him felt the same way. Nodding his head again and again.
At that time, the Russians plotted the "Yellow Russia" plan to occupy northeastern China, Mongolia and even western Xinjiang, and when they built the railway, they planned to communicate the two places. It's just that New China moved too fast, first immigrating to the real border, and then frantically building railways to the north, and in just a few years, it deployed heavy troops to the border, which led to the continuous bickering between the two sides later.
After several years of tossing, the Middle Eastern Railway has finally been negotiated. However, the Mongolian railway has not been negotiated, and as a result, it only stretched to a place dozens of kilometers away from Kyakhta. But the roadbed has been surveyed a long time ago.
After the war began, the two sides confronted each other, and the Russians lost more than one million square kilometers of land in the Far East, but the Baikal region lacked a section of railway, resulting in a shortage of land forces from the south of China. At least the intelligence that the General Command of the Far Eastern Military District spoed out, and the Orlov cavalry unit encountered this.
When breaking through the Kyakhta defensive line, a division of the Chinese army retreated in the solid city defenses and trench fortifications, and was beaten by the sudden arrival of tens of thousands of Russian troops, and there was no way to stop the cavalry troops from advancing straight in.
Orlov was very contemptuous of this: "Hmph, the Chinese are too naΓ―ve. Do they think that if the sneak attack is successful, the great Russian Army will have no combat effectiveness at all? In a vain attempt to rely on only those little troops to fight our counterattack and revenge, this time, they must pay the price of blood! β
He clenched his fists confidently, turned over his horse, and pointed his whip straight ahead of the road: "Forward, let's step on Iro, kill clean!" β
"Ulla!"
A warm cheer shook the sky, the rumbling of horses' hooves shook the earth, and the crushed ice and snow were driven by the wind, tumbling and rolling like steam waves, setting off an unstoppable and powerful momentum.
The voice flew miles away in the wind. Beneath a ridge of dirt, a snowdrift at the bottom of a steep slope quietly poked a hole, revealing a telescope wrapped in camouflage cloth, silently counting the number of cavalry galloping past.
It is a secret outpost built in the earthen ridge, which is usually covered with sand and gravel, and there is no trace of it after the heavy snowfall, and with the topography and location, it is easy to see people from the north.
The number of a thousand cavalry was quickly counted, and the observer smiled in a low voice: "Even such a small number of men and horses, dare to rush to our rear, it is really impatient to send a telegram, the vanguard of the enemy cavalry has passed the cordon, and the main force in the rear has not seen a shadow." β
A series of radio waves, transmitted through an antenna disguised as a dead branch at the top of the ridge, were hidden dozens of kilometers away, and were picked up by the 1st Armored Cavalry Regiment behind the branch of the western line of Kent Mountain.
In a moment, the 1st Tank Battalion received an order: "Attack!" β
Feng Yuxiang ejected half of his body from the battalion commander's tank, and the thick jumpsuit wrapped around his majestic body was stuck inside, and the room for maneuvering was too small to be embarrassed.
He lifted his fur hat and spewed out a mouthful of spit to the side, scolding, "Fuck! Which turtle grandson came out of this bear thing, every time it makes Lao Tzu gasp for breath, if Lao Tzu gets stuck in it, he has to settle accounts with them! β
While he was shouting, the radio below was also on, and he could hear it clearly, and immediately sneered: "Big man Feng, you can admit it!" Who made you eat so well in normal times, give birth to such a big man, and come to be an armored soldier? Look at our old Yan, that good figure, Seri is just right. Besides, you've complained about it 800 times, what's the point? It's better to be promoted to a senior official as soon as possible, and directly ask the tank factory to order one for you. β
Feng Yuxiang snorted angrily: "How much better can you Yan Laoxi be than Lao Tzu?" When you get fat in two years, you will know how hard Lao Tzu is! Don't talk nonsense, my brother can't say that he wants to take the lead today, so you just wait to pick up leftovers! Ha ha! β
He didn't wait for the other side to refute and cut off the call. The big hand waved vigorously: "Little ones." It's time for the foreign devils to take a look at the means of our armored cavalry. Rush up with Lao Tzu and kill him without leaving a piece of armor! Sortie! β
The battalion commander's tank let out a furious roar and rushed forward, its tracks clattering through the snow, and rushed out of the shelter with billowing black smoke, heading straight for the right side of the small town of Iro.
Behind him, the battalion of thirty T10 tanks formed a huge three-headed forward formation, which swept in with a bang. On each flank, two columns of ten infantry fighting vehicles accompanied each other. It was like a large goose-shaped formation, rushing straight ahead along the gentle plateau snow.
A few kilometers away from them, the battalion commander of the second tank battalion, Yan Xishan, withdrew his gaze from the flying snow, and snorted stupidly: "Let's let you Feng big man have to be stunned for a while, and when the battle is over, see who is the first to kill the enemy!" β
Feng Dazi, Yan Laoxi, this is the nickname given to each other by the two tank battalion commanders.
Feng Yuxiang is nearly 1.9 meters tall, and he is about the same as a little giant in this era. The man is so fat and strong that the horses of the war do not move him. Being an armored cavalry is certainly imposing enough. However, he was stuffed into four pairs of "heretical" tanks with heavy wheels, and he was indeed a little aggrieved, so it is no wonder that he had a belly opinion.
Needless to say, Yan Xishan's slamming of the door is not wrong to him at all. The two were classmates for a while, and they were not convinced by each other, and they wanted to compete for everything. This time I finally got the opportunity to fight, and of course I refused to lag behind.
It seems that Feng Yuxiang is going to take the lead.
However, Yan Xishan was not in a hurry, he also knew that the number of Russian cavalry crossing the defense line was not just a thousand, but at least three thousand. Big Feng made the first move, but he may not be able to get the biggest benefit.
Who can have the last laugh, and then talk about it when the fight is over!
Yan Xishan was a fine person, and then he thought of Zhang Zuolin, the commander of the third battalion, who came in silently. He also gave them a nickname, Zhang Da Boss. That guy has so much experience in the rivers and lakes, since he can parachute here, he must have a complicated background, maybe he is a strong competitor.
With such calculations, Yan Laoxi anxiously waited for the order of the second battalion to attack.
At this time, Zhang Zuolin also got the news, and he just responded silently to the decision not to let him attack first, and was not in a hurry to perform. One is that he was entrusted with a heavy task just now anyway, and he doesn't want to be too public; Second, he also has his own ideas.
Cavalry confrontations, in addition to the frontal charge at the beginning, the real battle is often completed between pursuits. In this battle, in particular, the order from above was that if nothing was moved, the enemy must be completely annihilated, and no fish should be allowed to slip through the net, thus revealing the secret of the existence of the armored troops.
The soldiers were fighting, Zhang Zuolin was not sure, but when it came to chasing and killing, he was too experienced. He was completely sure that the two battalion commanders who had been training for two years might not be able to compare with him.
At most, the two of them have broken up the enemy cavalry, and the rest of the battle will be their turn!
No matter how restless the others were, Zhang Zuolin was there, waiting for the fighter to arrive.
Iro, the cavalry advance led by Orlov is approaching the perimeter! All the war horses were snorting white gas, and after galloping slowly, they were full of blood, and it was the most excited time, when they were suddenly strangled, and they were very irritable.
Orlov was very calm, patiently waiting for the other centaurs to gradually disperse around and complete the formation.
The journey on a snowy day is very dangerous in itself, and once the food you carry runs out and there is nowhere to loot, you will inevitably freeze to death in the wilderness. Therefore, they must raid the hands of the hand, take this transit station in one fell swoop, get enough supplies, and continue to attack south after repairing by the way.
The reconnaissance cavalry returned one after another, and Iro did not have a large number of defenders, only to find that there were only one or two hundred men guarding the rudimentary position. However, because of the opponent's machine guns and mortars, the scouts did not dare to get too close.
The Russian army is not the only source of intelligence, they also have many loyal traitors, because they are very angry at China's "invasion" of Mongolia, and actively defect to Tsarist Russia and act as intelligence agents and underground parties. According to the latest information they provided, not only Iro, but also the next important town Bayan did not have many defenders. The Chinese side did not seem to have expected to break through here, and the entire defending force was disjointed. The nearest large force is also in Kulen.
Therefore, the Orlov cavalry unit can destroy at least two transit stations, and the number of enemy kills depends on whether the operation is smooth or not.
The news confirmed, and Orlov confidently ordered: "No need to wait for the main forces, we will rush directly and sweep the Chinese here first!" Cossacks, charge! β
"Ulla! Come on! β
"Kill all the Chinese guys!"
"Whoa, whoa!"
The strange howl of the ghost crying wolf suddenly rose into the sky, and the thousands of cavalry opened a loose arc line that stretched for several kilometers, faintly divided into at least four shock groups, and gradually accelerated towards the outskirts of the low small city in unison.
"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! β
The sound of iron hooves hitting the frozen ground was as dull as thunder, shaking the frozen snow to pieces, and the flying snow was swept by the wind to form a diffuse fog, wrapping the cavalry in the middle, looming from afar, like a thousand troops and horses, majestic and mighty, unstoppable!
The defenders scattered outside immediately opened fire, and the mortar shells fell at a steep angle with a long whistling sound, smashing into the gaps between the cavalry, and the continuous burst of fire set off patches of broken snow, but the wounded horses were pitiful.
The Cossacks had suffered from Chinese artillery and machine guns, and they had opened wider distances earlier than the infantry, and it was difficult to inflict heavy damage on them unless they were inflicted with an unusually dense concentration of large-caliber heavy artillery.
The machine guns then opened fire, and the experienced soldiers fought extremely calmly, and the sudden burst of fire always maintained a clear rhythm, but did not panic to the end.
More than a hundred infantry in the intelligence opened fire, and the density of bullets far exceeded the number of guns they could replenish.
Orlov is not worried, he knows that the Chinese generally have semi-automatic rifles with ten-round magazines, and the density of fire is indeed amazing enough, but it is not enough to deal with nearly ten times the strength and agile and flexible cavalry on his side!
The Cossacks, who were holding their guns in one hand, returned fire one after another, and the rate of fire was far higher than their usual level! They were not holding the usual Mosin Nagant, but the Enfield ten-shot rifles provided by the British!
Bullets flew sideways, staggering fiercely in the air. Cossacks were constantly being knocked out of their horses, but they did not have much effect compared to the total number of people.
Seeing that the entire loosely defended front was about to be overwhelmed, the light machine guns that had been hidden in the trench fortifications for a long time suddenly roared, and they swept down more than 20 war horses that rushed to the front.
The cavalry that was attacking suddenly turned in unison, avoiding the barbed wire fence that was only a few dozen meters away from them, and the wheels spun around the town, and rows of guns could not stop suppressing towards the firing point.
There were no surprises, the Cossack cavalry had the upper hand.
Ollov narrowed his eyes contemptuously, and was about to wave his hand to order a breakthrough. A few trenches of barbed wire could be torn open with grenades and explosives, and even the infantry guns that were carried did not have to be arranged.
But at this moment, a deeper and more powerful roar suddenly came from the edge of the sky, and a large area of flying snow was swept away by the wind, like a dark cloud that fell straight to the ground, and quickly pushed towards the small city!
He looked intently, and there were faintly a few big black guys rushing ahead, stumbling and swaying, and the metal crumbling was finely and densely crumbling, why did it sound so familiar?
"What's that?! Out of nowhere! β
The first practical tank in the B plane, officially appearing in the engagement!
Feng Yuxiang stared at the war horse spread out on the ground in front of him from a distance, grinned and smiled: "Sun Tzu! Dare to come to our house to wreak havoc and take Lao Tzu's life! All units are free to fire and fight! β
"Boom!"
A shell rushed out, smashing two war horses one after another, kicking off the attack! (To be continued.) )