When Yintian was still hesitating, Xu Soul sighed heavily: "There is nothing to think about, execute it immediately!" ”

"In that case, I ask to be the commander of the detachment." Yintian said awe-inspiringly.

"No, you still have a mission." Xu Soul flatly refused, "After forming a westward detachment, the remaining forces of your army will cross the Angar River, break through to the Baikal side, and join forces with the Beilu Movement on the lake that landed in Tutai as soon as possible to complete the encirclement of the enemy in Irkutsk." ”

"What about Angarsk?"

"Guarded by the installation of 3.

Yintian sensed the impatience in the chief's tone, so he had to put his horse boots together, and said with his chest: "I understand, the commander of the westward detachment is Yuan Xu, and the rest of the troops are organized into the eastward detachment, and I personally led it, and crossed the river overnight to rush to Tutai." ”

"Let's do it." Xu Soul nodded, pulled the knife to his waist, rubbed the soles of his boots against the bloodstained floor, and strode towards the door.

At dawn on 25 June, in the village of Baikal, located at the southern tip of Lake Baikal and near the mouth of the Angara River, a 10-meter-long army C-class motorized speedboat slowly approached the wharf.

"Is it Lieutenant Shangguan?" A mustachioed lieutenant, also wearing a staff tassel, greeted him.

"I am Shangguan Huaiyuan, a special staff officer of the Front Army, and I have not consulted ......"

"Please get in the car, the commander is waiting for you." The lieutenant didn't seem to have time to get close to Shangguan Huaiyuan, and when he turned around, he opened the tailgate of the one-and-a-half-ton pickup truck.

Shangguan Huaiyuan turned around and beckoned to the speedboat: "Move the radio here, be careful, don't fall into the water." ”

Including Shangguan Huaiyuan, five people and a radio station just filled the trunk of the pickup truck. The lieutenant, who came to greet him, sat in the co-pilot's seat.

The driver got out of the car scolding, lifted the front cover and checked it, Shangguan Huaiyuan took the opportunity to get out of the car, got to the passenger seat, and handed the mustachioed lieutenant a cigarette.

"What do you call it?"

"Oh, my surname is Yang, Yang Shengji, staff officer of the Intelligence Department of the Military Department - Xie Lu Xie."

Light a cigarette for Yang Shengji. also gave himself a root, and after swallowing the clouds and spitting out the fog for two or three mouthfuls, Shangguan Huaiyuan looked at the front cover of the car that was lifted, and asked seemingly casually: "Does this kind of thing happen often?" ”

Yang Shengji stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, looking bored: "I'm sorry, there are no more usable cars in the military department." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a long line of two-and-a-half-ton medium-sized trucks gasped and drove close to the small pier, and the queue came to a stop, and the drivers opened the doors and got out of the car. Lower the tailgate flap.

Staff Officer Yang said to Nunu over there: "Oh, they've all come here to pull things." The army group has no longer care about the supplies from our side. ”

"That's right...... Is the enemy starting to break through? ”

"Come on, last night around Shelikhov, gunfire rang out all night, and Maozi's scouts were busy."

"Looks like there's going to be a big war?"

"The Great War...... Or, massacre. Yang Shengji sneered.

The body shook slightly, the engine started, the front lid was lowered with a bang, and the driver returned to the driver's seat.

Shangguan Huaiyuan threw a cigarette to the driver and returned to the trunk to sit down.

It was dawn, and I looked out at the lake. I saw a series of barges towed by motorboats, presumably loaded with fuel, ammunition, men, and reinforcements—the 2nd Shangbeilu Movement Force, which was formed based on the 121st Reserve Infantry Division under the direct jurisdiction of the Front.

The first dumpling with the main force of the enemy's field troops on the Arkut Line as the meat filling was finally wrapped, and it was a big and fat chowder meat filling. But it's still raw, and I don't know if it will last until it bursts out when it's cooked.

Shangguan Huaiyuan smiled in his heart, and really missed his mother making dumplings in the Northeast.

The truck shuddered and drove away from the dock. Passing through the village of Baikal, which was still smoking, the streets were still strewn with bloody corpses, and a narrow and bumpy carriage road was driven.

The road was lined with rolling hills, covered with trees, and nearby green grass and stars dotted with small yellow flowers that could not be named, and occasionally a babbling stream swayed, and occasionally a flock of noisy birds flew up.

...... It's so quiet.

Lifted the curtain between the driver's seat and the rear compartment, and leaned over to Yang Shengji: "Why didn't you see the troops?" ”

"What troops?"

"What should the enemy do if the enemy comes out of here, the troops that form the blocking line?"

Yang Shengji pointed out the window casually: "Well, there are sentinels on the mountain." ”

"Only sentinels?"

"It's an infantry squad equipped with machine guns and grenadiers, firing signal flares as soon as it spots the enemy, summoning armored troops to come over for reinforcements, and pulling telephones on the most critical vantage points - you see that."

Shangguan Huaiyuan followed Yang Shengji's point, and sure enough, he saw a circle of chariots and half-track carts on a relatively flat grass on the side of the road, roughly counting, but there were only about twenty cars, all of which were facing outward, and sandbags were piled up between the two cars, forming an annular support point with a diameter of no more than 50 meters.

"Half a company of ground combat vehicles, half a company of half-tracked vehicles, plus two or three self-propelled guns, formed such a mobile combat team, the whole brigade was organized into 8 such combat teams, an average of 5 miles to one, all the way to Shelikhov, each combat team has a radio, as soon as there is a situation, can be independently put into battle. Of course, this is only a stopgap measure, to completely block the enemy, it is not possible to do without enough infantry. Yang Shengji explained.

"Didn't the Praetorian Cavalry come with you?"

"They were busy collecting fodder along the way, and the main force had not yet reached Shelikhov - we didn't have any extra trucks to carry fodder for the cavalry." Yang Shengji spread his hands helplessly, "The one who followed us 4 to Shelikhov is only one Praetorian Guards infantry regiment and one Praetorian Guards mobile artillery battalion. ”

Seeing that the cigarette in Yang Shengji's hand had burned close to the filter, Shangguan Huaiyuan took out two more from the wrinkled "Plum Blossom" brand cigarette packets and handed them over: "Don't worry, you also saw it just now, the reinforced fleet is coming, there is a division to land today, and a division will be transported over tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and there are 3 reinforcements behind you, at least two divisions and a cavalry brigade." In this way, the 4 infantry divisions, 3 armored brigades and 4 cavalry brigades blocking the enemy's rear road were blocked. On the front of the enemy, there are 3 divisions of our 3 divisions covering the flanks in the western section, 2 battalions of 4 divisions and reinforced chariots in the middle section, and 8 divisions of our 1 division in the eastern section, and the total strength should be more than three times that of the enemy, and the posture of victory should be > in theory. ”

"Theoretically?" Yang Shengji pinned one cigarette behind his ear and wiped his shiny Prussian mustache with the filter of the other.

"The dumpling skin is too big and too thin, and if you cook it like this, the filling will come out."

As he spoke, the car went around a hill, and suddenly a string of gunshots burst out, turning back in the valley, and the two followed the sound......