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Chelyabinsk -/

Haverov was the oldest dispatcher on the Trans-Siberian Railway, having worked here since the rails were laid in the city. Here he witnessed the rapid development of Siberia after the opening of the railway, and also saw the troops from this railway to the east during the Russo-Japanese War, but what he can never forget is the scene when the first column of the first column arrived here to refuel coal, and then continued westward to the eastern front.

But now he can't think about these questions anymore, because today he will say goodbye to this Russian lifeline and the story that happened on this railway.

"Haveroff, what are you still grinding about?"

Red Guard soldiers wearing red armbands with rifles in their hands stared at each other, and the young man in the lead rushed into the dispatch room with a pistol on his face: "Leave!" We've taken over here, you lackeys of the Tsar! Haverov glared at the fellow, because a month ago the young man was his apprentice, but now he threw himself into the poor party and joined the Red Guards. He looked out the window at the soldiers of the road escort lying in a pool of blood, and he was very conflicted. He never thought about politics, he just wanted to be a good dispatcher and make a little money, but his apprentice got involved in politics, and led the Red Guards to kill the soldiers who protected the railroad in an attempt to control the railroad connecting Europe and Asia.

He didn't understand, since the tsar had fallen, why was the gun still aimed at his own compatriots?

"Hey! What are you going to do? ”

"Let go, it's my personal stuff."

"Open, everyone has to be checked."

As soon as Haverov packed his things and was about to leave, his colleagues from the railway bureau who had left first were stopped by the soldiers and demanded that they be forcibly inspected. In the past three years, there have been so many trains coming and going from the south to the north, who doesn't have a little "savings"? But the Red Guards forcibly seized all the money and valuables, which sparked protests and restlessness. When it looks like it's about to cause conflict. In the distance, a long whistle suddenly sounded. He wondered if there should be no train at this time? Just about to go to see the schedule, the Red Guards had already scooped up the form and compared it, and after a detailed inspection, they found that the earliest bus to arrive today should be in the evening, and there were still more than ten hours before now. Could it be a temporary addition of trains?

Suddenly, a train appeared, and his apprentice was so nervous that he immediately asked the soldiers to rush to the platform, while Havrov and the others were temporarily locked in the ticket room by the other soldiers and waited for the end.

The train slowly pulled into the station, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw it clearly. Because from the outside it is the most ordinary old-fashioned stuffy tank train, the sign on the locomotive's head indicates that it is from the Eastern Railway Bureau. Over the past three years, these trains have made thousands of round-trips, transporting support supplies from Vladivostok or Dalian to the Urals, and from there to the front line or St. Petersburg. For three years, there were at most a few escort soldiers on such trains. So the Red Guards were relieved, and many of them got up from their bunkers.

When the train was stable, the pressure relief valves on both sides of the locomotive immediately spewed out a large amount of white mist, which suddenly covered the sound of half of the car. While a few Red Guards ran toward the front of the car with guns in hand, the others smiled and went to the car to see what was inside. But as soon as the sliding door was opened, the butt of the rifle was suddenly thrown out of it, and before the soldiers at the head could react, teeth and blood flew to the ground. And then. Hundreds of soldiers dressed in sand-yellow military uniforms and carrying gear rushed out. They moved quickly, shooting at the sight of Red Guards with armbands. Khaverov and the train station staff widened their eyes. I never thought that the squadron would come from the east. When all 15 carriages opened the gates, and the Chinese soldiers spread all over the platform and spread out of the train station in an instant, the Red Guards, who were still menacing just now, were knocked to the ground before they could react.

The face of the young man who waved the gun just now changed greatly, and he immediately led people to prepare to block the tide of Chinese soldiers. But he underestimated these veterans of the 16th Infantry Division of the Chinese National Defense Force, who served as commandos, although they did not take turns to participate in the European War, but the 16th Infantry Division also participated in the Sino-Japanese War and hid in Jinzhou and Otani for two months. Coupled with the intensive training in the two years after the war, the combat effectiveness has long been comparable to that of several old units. Therefore, the soldiers moved quickly, and quickly dispersed in platoons in all directions, and every time they encountered an obstacle, it was a rain of grenades.

The battle was over in less than twenty minutes. When an armored train escorted six troop carriers each towing 15 cars into the station, two brigades of 12,000 light infantrymen set off from Irkutsk and had been in the carriages for five days and rushed to all parts of the city as planned.

At the Ural Locomotive Plant, five kilometers from the station, Blyukherr was spreading out a map and discussing with several comrades about the control of Chelyabinsk and the establishment of the first proletarian power in Western Siberia. Not long ago, he fought on the Eastern Front, won the Tsar's Order, and finally almost died of serious injuries, and after the October Revolution, he was sent to Chelyabinsk to serve as the local Red Guard political commissar. At that time, when he passed through Yekaterinburg and the Urals, he realized that the Chinese expeditionary force would become a major problem for the new regime, so he immediately worked actively after arriving, and expanded the Red Guards, which originally consisted of only a few hundred people, to 3,000 people, absorbing many soldiers from the original tsarist era, and preparing to cut off the Trans-Siberian railway at a critical moment to force the Chinese expeditionary force to withdraw to the Far East.

"The comrades who seized the railway station have already made their moves, as long as we seize control of the railway station, we can surround the squadron in the Urals and defeat them!"

"Surround them, so that these imperialist lackeys never want to go home!"

The crowd in the room was excited, but Blyukhel did not say a word, he was not as optimistic as the comrades below. When he was on the Eastern Front, he had seen the Chinese Expeditionary Force fight, although he didn't dare to say how elite the troops were, but compared to the Russian army, they were well-trained and the infantry combat skills were very skilled, not to mention that they had defeated a whole group of German armies on the Western Front, and if it weren't for the stupidity of the French army, they had even advanced the front to Belgium. Now there are 100,000 squadrons east of the Urals, and if they desperately retreat, then no one in the entire Siberian region east of the Ural Mountains will be able to stop them! So what he can do is to jam Chelyabinsk first, if the Chinese expeditionary force retreats, then everything is good, he will take the initiative to open the railway and let them withdraw from Russia, but if they want to interfere then they must be dragged at all costs, and in any case they cannot be allowed to cross the Urals and march towards St. Petersburg.

Just as everyone in the room was discussing the next step after taking control of the train station, the door was suddenly pushed open, and several Red Guard comrades rushed up in a panic, and before they could speak, they heard fierce gunfire outside. Blyukhel's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly asked, "Is it Dutov?" Did he find out about our actions? ”

The first thing that came to Blyukher's mind was the Chelyabinsk Governor and Commander of the Garrison Dutov, a staunch supporter of the Tsar, who had always regarded socialism as a thorn in his side, and who had repeatedly tried to raise troops to Kazan to rescue Nicholas II, and was the worst enemy of the poor party in the Ural region of Siberia! But the Red Guards who rushed in brought another message: "No! Not Dutov's army, it's the Chinese. ”

"Chinese?!"

Blyukhel almost jumped, how could the Chinese appear here? According to the "Plum Blossom Agreement" signed in France two years ago, the railway escort of the Chinese Expeditionary Force can only reach Omsk as far as possible, while Chelyabinsk and Ural Yekaterinburg are under Russian jurisdiction, even if the actual control of the Ural railway station is in the hands of the Chinese Expeditionary Force, but it is equipped with a Ural Cossack cavalry division to monitor it, so this generation has no shadow of the squadron at all.

Could it be the detachment that came from the Urals to prepare to protect the retreating troops?

Before he could finish thinking about it, new news was also delivered here. Not an army from the Urals to the east, but at least two light infantry brigades from the Omsk direction! Almost at the same time as he got the news, Blyukhel's face changed dramatically, and China took action! Even the arrogant Red Guard officers of the poor party are drenched in a cold sweat at the moment, the squadron is not a white bandit who is easy to infiltrate with lax discipline in their eyes, these soldiers who do not understand the language are very disciplined, and from now on, it is obvious that they are a sudden attack that has been prepared for a long time! Could it be that the Entente began to interfere with Russia?

"Burn the documents and order the comrades to retreat to Troitsk." When Blyukhel nervously gave the order, Chen Yan and Wu Rui, who was yawning, arrived at the railway station with the officers carrying a suitcase. The Chelyabinsk station has been completely controlled, and the soldiers are cleaning up the bodies of the dead Red Guards.

"Report that the Red Guards of the Russian Poor Party have been spotted in the direction of the copper smelter, and are retreating south."

"It's better to come early than to be lucky." Wu Rui stretched his waist, in order to cooperate with the sunrise plan, the Security Bureau and the Military Intelligence Bureau almost transferred all the elites, and he, the ace intelligence officer who made great contributions in the Sino-Japanese War, was naturally not willing to be left behind. Seeing Chen Yan's words, he smiled and said, "Master Chen, you don't want to exterminate them, do you?" ”

"Let the train behind speed to Yekaterinburg, and send another regiment in pursuit, remember! Don't fight to the death. After Chen Eun finished speaking, he glanced at the box in Wu Rui's hand and said with a smile: "The commander-in-chief of 100,000 rubles is really willing!" Forget it, we should also honor Dutov when we first arrived, lest people say that we have usurped his territory. ”

With his words, it was officially announced that only three days after the betrayal of the poor party, the last strategic node of the Chinese expeditionary force's protection along the Trans-Siberian Railway was controlled, and the sunrise plan to fight and support the opposition against the poor party was in full swing...... (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (shuhaige.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. )――

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