Episode 38 Providence

"See?" A man dressed as a herdsman held a binocular, pointed to the distance below the mountain and said, "."

There were seven or eight people behind him, all dressed as local herders or farmers. The herders are Kazakhs, and the farmers are Uyghurs or Han Chinese. Each of them had a scimitar at his waist, and some carried rifles. Behind the herdsman who spoke, stood Wu Yanbin.

Wu Yanbin took the binoculars and looked into the distance from among the trees to the bottom of the mountain.

The slopes of the Tien Shan Mountains stretch down slowly, and the terrain is almost flat until a few kilometers away. The woods were gone, replaced by a meadow with a little glittering blister.

Dihua Airport is right there. This airfield was built when the First Division of the People's Guard first arrived. Now even the watchtowers and machine-gun bunkers around the airport were built by the Ming army at that time. It's just that now the red flag of the Soviet army is planted and the planes of the Soviet army are parked.

Fourteen Gege was dressed as a Kazakh shepherd and wore a veil. She took the binoculars, looked down for a while, shook her head and said:

"No, it's too tight. Alas, we built those watchtowers. I knew I wouldn't get that much. Walk. ”

With a wave of her hand, Wu Yanbin and a few locals followed her and disappeared into the dense forest.

The group walked in the mountains and forests for an hour and came to a mountain col. There are several log huts here, and more than a dozen people are cooking on fires, sewing, and sharpening guns.

And except for a dozen people outside. There were also a dozen more people in several shacks. Together with the seven or eight people who had just returned, there were about forty people here.

This is a local resistance, so to speak, partisans.

Three days ago, Xiang Xiaoqiang, Fourteen Gege and Wu Yanbin mixed up with the help of "actors". Wu Yanbin stole a donkey, let Xiang Xiaoqiang sit, and the three of them ran out of Dihua City and stayed at a herdsman's house.

The herdsman had just been confiscated by the Soviets and could no longer live. Moreover, this herdsman is two brothers, both of whom are singles and have nothing to worry about. They were packing up their things and preparing to go up to the Tien Shan to join the guerrillas. Xiang Xiaoqiang was overjoyed and hurriedly said that they were also looking for guerrillas.

Although the two herdsmen are Kazakhs, the Han people in northern Xinjiang and Dihua are the main ethnic groups, and the ethnic minorities generally speak Chinese. Without saying a word, the herdsmen immediately patted their chests and offered to take them to the guerrillas.

Most of these teams who were forced to resist were actually native to their hometowns, and they knew each other with the local farmers and herdsmen, and they often relied on the herdsmen to deliver news, food, and so on. Sure enough, early the next morning, the two herdsmen rolled up the bed, brought pots and knives, and led Xiang Xiaoqiang and them up the mountain. It didn't take much trouble to climb the mountain for half a day, and then I found the camp of the guerrillas.

Xiang Xiaoqiang is thanks to having a donkey to sit on, otherwise his injury that has not yet healed will be fatal.

……

In a shack, Xiang Xiaoqiang lay on a sheepskin and looked at the old imam who was sewing clothes. I was pleasantly surprised that this old imam was also in the guerrillas, and it seemed that he had become a similar spiritual leader. The old man was dressed in a white robe, wrapped in a turban, with a long beard, thin, kind eyebrows, and kind and powerful eyes......

Yes! How like**Ah!

During these three days, every morning, morning, noon, afternoon, and dusk, the old imam would chant and pray for all the members of the team, and these guerrillas would also kneel down and pray in the direction of the holy city of Mecca. No matter what you were doing at the time, how busy you were, five times a day, the thunder couldn't move.

All this made Wu Yanbin and Fourteen Gege very eye-opening, but it made Xiang Xiaoqiang have a very familiar feeling.

How much like a Taliban guerrilla!

Thanks to this old imam, Xiang Xiaoqiang and the other three became distinguished guests in the guerrillas. The old imam knew his identity with Fourteen Gege. Now, they have become the spiritual sustenance of this guerrilla force. The guerrillas knew that Xiang Xiaoqiang was the leader of a powerful army, and this army also had a deep blood feud with the Soviet army, and wanted to drive the Soviet army out of their hometown. More importantly, this army, like the Soviet army, has tanks, planes, and artillery.

In the past two or three days, everyone gathered around the fire every night and listened to Xiaoqiang and the other three talk about the outside world. Xiang Xiaoqiang said that the powerful abnormality of the Ming Dynasty seemed to be only a matter of time before the Soviet Union was bulldozed.

Fourteen Gege, on the other hand, says it from another angle. She said that Xiang Xiaoqiang was the only general of the Ming Empire, and in the entire Ming Empire, only Xiang Xiaoqiang strongly advocated fighting with the Soviet army to the end and recovering northern Xinjiang. The other ministers of the DPRK and China are cowards, as long as Xiang Xiaoqiang does not go back, they will sue for peace with the Soviet Union and leave the northern frontier to the Soviet Union to rule forever. And as long as Xiang Xiaoqiang can go back, Daming can raise the strength of the whole country to fight to the death with the Soviet Union, and the Soviet Union will not last long.

In this way, the rectification guerrillas are also looking forward to Xiang Xiaoqiang's injury getting better as soon as possible, and then find a way to help him escape back.

……

Now, Fourteen Grids have come back from their investigation. The situation is far from rosy. The airfield at the foot of the mountain was watched quite closely by the Soviet troops, and it seemed that it could not be mixed in. I can only go and see it again in the evening. However, there must be little hope for the evening.

However, if you want to escape to the area controlled by the Ming army, what can you use without planes?

Fourteen Gege also sat in the shack, sitting by Xiang Xiaoqiang's shop, drawing on the ground with a branch, and said:

"The Soviets didn't add any facilities, basically the same ones that we had built. However, we originally built it to prevent sneak attacks, so it can be said that it is airtight. Look, all the twin-engine bombers are parked here, there is about a squadron, a dozen. No fighters were seen. This shows that the Soviets have taken Dihua as a rear. At least half of the rear. ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang nodded and sighed:

"Twin-engine bombers have a combat radius of at least six or seven hundred kilometers, and airfields are generally placed in the rear. Fighter jets have a short range, and airfields are generally closer to the front line. We haven't seen any shelling or bombing in recent days, have we? Guess what? ”

Fourteen Gege continued to draw on the ground with a branch, and muttered:

"It's hard to say. There was no radio and no radio. However, depending on the location of the bomber airfield, the battle line may be in the Hami area, or further east. …… It can even be said that exactly where the Soviet troops advanced to the east depended entirely on the appetite of Stalin, and not on the resistance of our troops. It's the early days of the war, and we're rushing to the war, and we don't have that much capacity. These days, it is estimated that the troops engaged in the war with the Soviet army can only be a drop in the bucket. We don't have that many cars to transport troops and supplies, and we don't have flatbed trucks to transport tanks over long distances. And the tanks of the Soviet army, we see mainly BT-7. That fast tank is clearly better suited for long runs than ours. Their mobility is too good. ”

"There are still numbers," Xiang Xiaoqiang sighed, "whether we are planes or tanks, we are inferior to them in numbers." ”

……

Just then, someone shouted outside. Wu Yanbin got into the shack and shouted to Xiaoqiang and Fourteen Gege to come out and see.

The two of them were inexplicable, but Xiang Xiaoqiang also wanted to go out to breathe. He let Wu Yanbin hold him and slowly walked out of the shack.

Several people were standing on high places, pointing into the distance and saying something loudly. They all speak the local ethnic language, which Xiang Xiaoqiang can't understand. He asked Wu Yanbin to support him, climbed the col with great difficulty, stood on the top of a hillside, and looked north.

In the distance, an earthy yellow line appeared. Gradually, it became thicker and thicker, and soon it became a yellow curtain connecting the sky and the earth.

"What's that?"

Xiang Xiaoqiang asked with squinted eyes.

Fourteen Gege's face slowly changed. She whispered:

"My lord, have you forgotten what you encountered in Zhangye and Jiuquan?"

Xiang Xiaoqiang said "ah", and immediately said:

"Sandstorm!"

Immediately afterward, his mind lit up, and he said very talentedly:

"A sandstorm can cover us to infiltrate the airport! When it gets dark and it gets dark! It doesn't matter what it is, whether it's a searchlight, a machine gun fort, a watchtower, or a dog...... It doesn't work at all! ”