Chapter 50 Turning

"Hold on for the last three hours!" This is what Frunze and Stalin demanded of the Soviet troops at the front!

The Ob River is not too wide, the river surface is less than 100 meters in winter, and it only takes a few tens of seconds to cross the river when it freezes, but now the river surface is full of ice floes, and the large and small holes will fall down carelessly, and the roots cannot cross the river. The only hope is the pontoon bridge, but at this time, it is too difficult to build a bridge. Three hours to erect a pontoon bridge is already the fastest speed.

Obviously, Liu Mingzhao, who was in charge of the main attack section, would not give the Soviet army this time, and at his request, the artillery regiment concentrated 100 howitzers, aimed at the position in the middle 500 meters, and carried out the most fierce bombardment for half an hour.

"Warriors of the National Defense Force, when I was still studying at the Wuhu Army University, I had the privilege of listening to Fu Shuai's class. I clearly remember that Fu Shuai said that persistence is victory, and the victory or defeat of a war is often determined by the last five minutes. Now, it is getting dark, and the brothers of the Air Force can no longer give us any support, and at this time they can only look at us. When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, rush up and kill the old man! Fight your way out of the bloody path of national rejuvenation! ”

Liu Mingzhao said this to a hundred commandos before the last charge.

The last attack before dark, a hundred commandos bent and trotted behind three tanks, the Soviets, who did not have many anti-tank weapons, let the tanks go through the first line of trenches, ready to hit the infantry behind. But what awaited them was a fire arrow consisting of a hundred submachine guns and four grenades each, and the remnants of the Soviet army were almost killed in the trenches in the face of skillful infantry and heavy melee fire.

The thickness of the entire defense of the Soviet army was less than two thousand meters, and after a fierce battle during the day, the thickness of the remaining defense was less than one kilometer. One point was broken through, and the whole line collapsed. Behind him is the Ob River, if it were not for the last battle. The Soviet troops, who were short of ammunition, could not withstand a day. As for now, the results are in. The Soviet soldiers were kept jumping into the icy river like ducks, and it took a whole night from the breakthrough to the end of the fierce battle.

From the time the Soviet army jumped into the pit to the end of the battle, a total of about 33 hours, 120,000 Soviet troops were annihilated, countless people fell into the water, more than 10,000 soldiers froze to death and drowned in the Ob River, and 70,000 Soviet troops were captured. The rest died in battle. More than 5,000 seriously wounded Soviet troops, who did not have a chance to become prisoners, were stabbed to death with bayonets by their compatriots the White Russian army.

The Ob River regained its calm. The Soviet army on the other side lacked supplies, and was in a dilemma.

The news reached Moscow, and after a whole day's meeting, Frunze received an order, and the troops were handed over to the command of the envoy Stalin. He returned to Moscow. After two days of fierce fighting, the Novosibirsk battlefield was calm for three whole days, the Soviet army did not continue the offensive, and the coalition forces did not take the initiative to attack, only the air force was still frantically bombing the Trans-Siberian Railway.

In three days, the Soviets sent more than two hundred fighters. Trying to regain air supremacy, after two days and five battles between the two sides, the Chinese Air Force achieved a brilliant result of 31:135. The skies over Siberia were once again cleared.

"I can't help but say that the Soviet army is too confident! If we wait a while, and 200 planes come back to attack, we will have a much harder time. Qi Zhenghong was in a good mood and raised the cup in his hand towards Kolchak across the table.

"General Qi, what are your plans next?" Kolchak replied. I took a sip of the red wine in my glass. He had been thinking about this question for a long time. Qi Zhenghong shrugged his shoulders and said, "If the Soviet army stops fighting, I don't think there will be anything for me to do next." However, you need to hurry up and clean up your internal problems. At the same time, raise the army's primitive. Frankly speaking, the current level of the Belarusian army is so poor that it seems that the First World War did not teach the Belarusian army anything about attitude. ”

Kolchak's expression was obviously stunned, the knife and fork in his hand were put down, and he looked at Qi Zhenghong opposite with a puzzled gaze and said, "Can you make it clear?" At this time, Kolchak seemed to understand that the Chinese did not intend to stay in Novosibirsk. Regardless of the final outcome, even if the Chinese withdraw from the entire Far East, Kolchak will not be grateful to the Chinese. This is a nationalist who has only the interests of Russia in mind, and will not change because the Chinese enter the war in the form of volunteers.

"If the red army retreats, what will happen to your army?" Kolchak had realized something, and his tone was heavy.

"Well, that's not something I can decide." Qi Zhenghong sighed, in fact, he really wanted to pursue, the problem was a call from Beijing, "If the Soviet army retreats, our army cannot be pursued to Omsk." "The telegram was signed by Fang Jianxiong, and it was impossible for Qi Zhenghong to violate it.

"Looks like I need to go to Beijing." Kolchak stood up, nodded gracefully, and got up to go out.

On the question of whether or not to attack Omsk, there was a great deal of disagreement among the military councils. The root cause of this lies in the logistical pressure. Fighting a war is to burn money, especially if this battle can be said to have pulled up all the good things in the hands of the Wehrmacht, and it will burn money even more. Among other things, the consumption of ammunition is a daily figure. In comparison, transportation is still a small expense. The so-called three armies have not moved, and grain and grass go first. This battle seems to have lasted only a few days, but in fact, it has consumed the little money that the army has saved.

Fortunately, all the army's equipment is domestically produced, and even this is a huge expense. More than 100,000 people are fighting thousands of miles away, and the generals in the front are certainly fighting well, but the general rear in the rear has recently been hanged with ropes. Duan Feng has come to Fang Jianxiong to complain several times, and if this battle continues, it will be a loss. The little money given by the Americans is not enough to spoil it for a month. The Wehrmacht is not a unit like the Soviet Army and the Russian Army, and two people and one rifle can't do such a thing.

The task of the former Wehrmacht in Novosibirsk is to defend, and until the Soviet-Polish war starts, it will be over, and there will be no big things in the year on the base. However, the Soviet-Polish war was a few days ahead of schedule, and it did not change Frunze's determination to continue the attack. This was very annoying, so Fang Jianxiong spared no blood and was determined to beat the Soviet army hard.

The determination has been made, and naturally the investment is huge, who would have thought that the Soviet army was not as durable as expected, and in less than 48 hours after the start of the war, Qi Zhenghong was ruthlessly pitted. Now the Soviet army has the intention of armisticing, but a large amount of materials has been transported to Irkutsk, and countless warehouses are full of materials, and Duan Feng has almost died of exhaustion in the past six months.

Fang Jianxiong is not a belligerent and hopes for peaceful development, but this era of dog days is not an era that can make people live and develop in peace. Every time he thought that in the future there would be a behemoth in the north that could compete with the Western world, Fang Jianxiong did not dare to be sloppy in the slightest. All the time I was thinking about making the Soviet Union consume a little more. This is the sadness of the geographical disadvantage, and the Chinese have occupied the most suitable places for human habitation in Asia in the era of scientific backwardness in the long history of 2,000 years. The result is that the tigers and wolves around the future look around, if you can't take advantage of the advantage of the traverser's understanding of the times to catch up with the gap, the future will not repeat the mistakes of the republic, and people can only pinch their noses and endure bullying.

What peaceful coexistence, what world peace, see the fucking hell go. The world has always had the final say with a big fist, and the US imperialist can dominate the world by relying on strength.

The branches of Beijing are already crawling with tender green, and the last remnants of snow brought by the cold spring are hiding from the sun in a corner for the last struggle. The young staff officers in the hall of the war room of the General Staff were arguing as always, and none of them could convince the other.

Wang Geng, the combat staff officer of the chamberlain room of the newly promoted Marshal's Mansion, did not participate in the controversy, but stayed very quietly to the side, flipping through a thick document in his hand. Although he is still a captain, it is already a norm for envious eyes to often surround Wang Geng. The most difficult thing in fighting a war is not to charge and die, but how to coordinate the relationship between hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people. To put it mildly, it is polite to say a thousand things.

It was only a few days after entering the attendant's room that Wang Geng realized how superficial it was to stay in the General Staff for a year and only do almost anything to the map. The daily consumption of materials in the Novosibirsk War is thousands of tons, although the share of the White Russian army is paid for, but the door-to-door delivery service is not easy to do.

It is obvious that Fang Jianxiong is cultivating Wang Geng as a logistics talent, and in the entire war room at that time, only Wang Geng treated the logistics problem as the main problem.

Fang Jianxiong came out of Jiang Fangzhen's office, and talked to Jiang Fangzhen beside him as he walked: "Brother Baili, the dust has settled in the battle in Novosibirsk for half a month at most, and without the attack of our army, Kolchak will not be able to fight independently. However, Kolchak should be able to take Omsk, and the morale of the Soviet army has reached its lowest point. But this is only the end of it, and the next thing to look at is the contest at the negotiating table, and the war may not be beneficial to our army in the afternoon. ”

These words were said in private, not at yesterday's meeting, and Jiang Fangzhen felt a deep sense of trust. Fang Jianxiong sometimes does things and says things that have a bit of a magic stick, but what he expects is often ten. For example, when the Soviet-Polish War broke out, Fang Jianxiong had predicted that the Entente would definitely not stop there, and might incite Poland, which had just gained independence, to go to war. When the Soviet-Polish War broke out, Jiang Fangzhen was naturally shocked. Cai Ye and Zhang Xiaohuai privately judged that it should be the Military Intelligence Bureau that got the information, but Jiang Fangzhen didn't think so, because when he was in Germany, he had seen Fang's divine prediction.

Wang Geng stood up and stepped forward, saluting: "Fu Shuai, Mr. Jiang." The two stood still and smiled in return, Jiang Fangzhen looked at the heroic Wang Geng with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "You kid is lucky, follow Fushuai and study hard, what you learn in the next two or three years, you will be of infinite use in your life." ”

Xue Yue, who was holding electricity, hurriedly arrived, and presented the telegram with both hands: "Commander Leng of the Lanzhou Military Region has called." Jiang Fangzhen took the telegram and glanced at it, his brows furrowed to kill flies. Seeing this, Fang Jianxiong's face sank and said, "What's wrong?" ”