Okay, this thousand-headed chop. ”

Novoselenkinsk, forward command of the Mongolian Front.

Wang Zhi, the commander of the front army, typed the telegram sent by Xu Soul and sneered unhappily.

"Obviously tell him to play defensive counterattack, what is this for? Chop before play? Playing my commander like a monkey? ”

The chief of staff of the front army on the side, Prince Korqin, took a telegram from Lan and looked at it, and persuaded: "The commander is angry, didn't Xu Soul confess his guilt in the telegram?" What's more, this initiative has indeed greatly improved the situation of our army, as the telegram said, as long as Selenginsk ...... is taken in one fell swoop"

"You're still the chief of staff, why did you want him to fight a defensive counterattack before? The supplies can't keep up, and the vehicles of the front army are all used to transport the 2nd - just rely on a 2nd Praetorian GuardRan-Ude's 3 division? If you go out to see for yourself, the supplies in the station are piled up into a small mountain, and you can't transport them. I know very well how much reserve Xu Soul has in his hand, and with his little foundation, he rushed forward fifty or sixty kilometers to death, and was paralyzed in place. So I asked him to defend first, withdraw first, and move closer to our troops first to reduce the logistical pressure, but he was good, and threw all the chariots in his hands out of the army, which was to play with the most elite armored troops of the empire. ”

Xiang Lan looked at the telegram carefully: "I didn't throw it all out, I left an armored army in Tuluntavoye, and it happened that a large group of enemy troops came from the ice of Lake Baikal and tried to penetrate the rear of our army, and this reserve can be of great use." ”

Wang Zhiyu was still angry, pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back: "Don't say good things to him, I'll see how he gets gasoline and where he digs up ammunition. Bring his own head first. ”

"Yes, yes...... However, the telegram also said that the enemy army had hoarded a large amount of supplies in Selenginsk, and Xu Soul probably hoped to survive by capturing it for a while......"

"Isn't it gambling to put your hopes in the seizure? Is the purpose of our army's war to win by gambling? Then why do you need a military academy, what do you want Lu University to do? Wouldn't it be enough to select officers directly from the casino? ”

The king went back and forth several times in a huff, and at the end, with a sigh, stood still in front of the map.

"It's come to this, it's useless to kill him, now that the dice has been thrown, we have to find a way to make it wide...... If you can really capture Selenginsk in one fell swoop. Look, Maozi's five or six divisions are in their pockets. ”

"The earth is indeed a very bold decision......" Xiang Lan took the opportunity to praise.

Wang Zhi shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I should have expected this guy to do this, but I was negligent - I will clean him up when I go back." The problem now is that they can afford it, they can't eat it, they don't have fuel and ammunition, and the chariots are just piles of scrap metal, so they have to find a way to free up the vehicles and rush the supplies up. ”

"There are no more motor vehicles available at hand, unless the 2nd is dropped off halfway and let them walk to Ulan-Ude......"

"What should the enemy of Ulan-Ude do if he takes the opportunity to break through? Two divisions surround three divisions. It was enough to hang. ”

Xiang Lan stretched out his hand and tapped the map: "Onohoi's 5th reinforcement is nearby." ”

"That's the General Reserve."

"Is there still a reason to keep the reserves? On the Chita side, infantry and armored armies and cavalry armies have been deployed. It should not be a problem to deal with one army of the enemy, not to mention that the rear of the enemy's army is still under heavy pressure from two whole army groups of our army. Although there were roundabout forces of the enemy on the Baikal side, judging by Xu Soul's report, one armored corps was enough to deal with it. As the commander said, the dice has been thrown, and the time has come for a showdown, no matter what means are used, you must win! ”

Wang Zhi thought for a while, folded his arms and nodded: "Just do as you say, you will write the order." ”

……

On the morning of the 19th. The sky was faint, and the forward command of the Russian East Siberian Front in Selenginsk was in a hurry, moving things and burning documents.

"Your Excellency, Commander. Please hurry, you listen to this cannon-" The Chief of Staff, Major General Tokarev, was anxiously urging his commander.

"Nakashize, where is my friend Nakashize?" The commander, Colonel-General Bareev, with the help of the orderlies, struggled to fasten his belt to his huge belly. The name of the Director of the Imperial Armored Corps was still in his mouth.

Tokarev lowered his head and whispered: "I heard that I got on an armored train and went to Irkutsk......"

"What? That liar! Son of a bitch coward! Those tattered tanks of his are not even as good as horse manure! I should have stayed in Irkutsk and let the fools of Ulan-Ude and Chita find their own way - it's better that we're in it ourselves......"

"It's too late to quit...... As long as you don't spare those baggage ......," Tokarev flashed his foxy eyes.

"Blown up, burned, not a single log left for the yellow monkeys, salute Kutuzov, let the Siberian land be barren and cold to bury our enemies." Bareyev finally buckled his belt.

"Don't plan to come back from the counterattack?"

"Counterattack? I'm not enough to give me another 10 divisions, go back, go back to Irkutsk: _ Stay there until next year, I can only have this wish - fuck Nakasidze. XXOO's Nakasidze ......"

After scolding enough and putting on his clothes, Bareyev was about to leave, when he suddenly heard a burst of machine-gun fire from downstairs, and everyone was immediately shocked.

An officer staggered upstairs: "Tanks - enemy tanks are rushing into the city!" ”

Baleyev's face turned blue and he took a step back: "Nonsense, this can't be!" ”

"I can see clearly, the tank has Chinese characters written on it! You can look down from the window and it's right in the square in front of the door—"

Bareyev did not dare to approach the window.

"Find a way to wreck it and make a way for the commander!"

"There's no cannon nearby—"

"With grenades, with your bodies, with everything you can find, make a way for me to the train station, go!"

On the same day, the first to storm Selenginsk was the 3rd "Jetfox" machine-gun combat vehicle under the command of the 23rd Company of the Luton Battle Group.

The three cars took advantage of the faint moonlight, searched and advanced in front of the large army overnight, and unconsciously drove into a dense forest, and when they were dizzy and dizzy, Qiu Yipeng vaguely saw the outline of a row of houses in the dark, so he guided the wingman to follow up with a handlamp, and drove cautiously over.

At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and Qiu Yipeng and the others could see clearly that there was a typical Russian town in front of them, with sandbags and barbed wire fences on the streets, machine guns at the corners, and the flow of chariots, horses, and people in a chaotic crowd -- without Qiu Yipeng's order, the three chariots rushed along the widest street together, breaking through the wires, crossing sandbags, knocking down the carriages, crushing the soldiers and civilians, each dragging a blood-stained crawler print, stopping in an open square, forming a small circle from tail to tail, and firing on three sides.

Qiu Yipeng didn't know what to do at that time, and the Russian army headquarters was twenty meters in front of his tank.