Chapter 209: The Bear of the End? (x)

620 kilometers southeast of Samara, 250 kilometers from Orenburg, in front of the railway town of Aktobinsk (also known as Aktobe), the only intact building in the city, the Orthodox Church, Marshal Liang Tianhe, commander of the Central Asian Front of the Chinese Army, is waiting behind his back.

At the end of the dilapidated street, a rusty "sweat horse" off-road vehicle galloped with billowing smoke and dust, and suddenly braked sharply more than ten meters away from Liang Tianhe, and the rear of the car rushed over the head in an arc, and the dust instantly engulfed the clean marshal uniform.

The dust was scattered, the long tire prints behind the body were clearly visible, Liang Tianhe put away the handkerchief he had just used to cover his mouth and nose, approached the rear carriage, and was about to reach out to open it, but a clear and commanding voice came from the cab: "Don't Lao Ning Beihou do it."

Before the words fell, the front mén pushed away from the inside, clearly in the driver's position, jumped off a NV with a silk scarf on his head, sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and wrapped under a tight flight suit, his slender and well-proportioned, uneven figure was simply unobstructed.

Liang Tianhe coughed dryly twice, intentionally or unintentionally, took two steps back, knelt down on one knee, and said in his mouth: "Congratulations to the emperor on this army, long live my emperor, long live the empire, long live the empire." ”

Like the wind blowing the grass, Liang Tianhe suddenly fell to his knees behind him, and shouted long live.

The one who appeared in front of the generals and senior staff of the Central Asian Front Army with such a stylish E was the reigning emperor of the Liu Dynasty of the Chinese Empire, NV Emperor Liu Qianhua.

When the call for long live was over, the entourage of the convoy was late, and a muscular man with a face like metal splicing jumped out of the car at the head, and went straight to the NV Emperor, complaining as he walked: "Your Majesty, you just spare me, after driving the plane and flying the car, I don't take you to play like this, if there is a three-long and two-short, what will I Wu Haisong do with the five hundred million nationals......

Liu Qianhua didn't look back, took off her headscarf and threw it back, and her straight hair like a waterfall poured down.

"Flamm, bring my uniform—alright, let's all get flat."

A quarter of an hour later, Liu Qianhua, who had changed into a Praetorian Guard uniform and a black sè skirt, walked out of the dressing room separated by the curtain with high heels, and was introduced by Wu Haisong, who was waiting outside, into another large room also separated by the curtain.

As soon as they saw the emperor entered, everyone immediately stood up like a spring, clamped their hats in their armpits, tǐngxiōng mentioned tún, held their breath and held their breath, and did not squint until the yù sound was lightly opened: "All sit down", then they were relieved and sat down one after another.

Liu Qianhua sat down on the throne, his eyes swept slightly, and seeing that everyone's faces were full of surprise, he couldn't help but smile faintly, nodded slightly at Liang Tianhe and said, "I suddenly came over without saying hello, and I caused a lot of trouble to Commander Liang, right?" ”

Liang Tianhe looked like a soldier came to block the water and cover the earth: "The emperor has worked tirelessly to drive to this army, which is really an honor for hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the whole army, and the conditions in the war zone are limited, and where the driving is not good, I hope the emperor will forgive the guilt......

"Let's stop the polite words first, originally I only planned to let the military staff officers inspect on my behalf, but unfortunately I read the complaint telegram sent by your Central Runner-up Army to the base camp, and I couldn't bear it, so I came over by myself, wanting to see with my own eyes, how miserable you are."

There was something in the emperor's words, how could Liang Tianhe not hear it, and just as he was pretending to be deaf and dumb, the chief of staff Yan Canglong got up in an uproar and shouted: "Your Majesty, as the battle line advances, our army's Jiāo line continues to be extended, and from Dihua to this point alone, the railway mileage has reached 3,530 kilometers, 3,780 kilometers to the Orenburg front, and 4,150 kilometers to Samara. ”

"Not only that, with the expansion of the strength of the front army and the increase of technical weapons, the economic strength of the northwest region is no longer enough to support the consumption of our Central Marathon Army and the Li Navy, and now more than half of the materials of the two armies must be transported from the eastern coastal zone, taking the Beijing Division as an example, the railway mileage to Dihua is 3,770 kilometers, 7,700 kilometers to this place, and 7,920 kilometers to Samara."

"Due to the enemy's prior sabotage, and the fact that there was a period of time when limited supplies had to be provided to support the Northern Army, the repair and renovation of the Central Asian Railway was constantly delayed. As of last week, trains from mainland China could only reach Aralsk, 600 kilometers away, and then unloaded onto Xiǎo narrow-gauge trains, where they arrived via the Xiǎo railway, where they were finally unloaded onto trucks and horse-drawn carriages for the Orenburg front, 250 kilometers away. In this way, half of the trucks are always under repair, and every month one-tenth of the mules and horses in the establishment are exhausted, and the front-line troops intercept and steal from each other in order to compete for supplies...... Even if it can't be called miserable, it's not a perfunctory description of 'difficult'. ”

After listening patiently, Liu Qianhua frowned slightly, and his eyes flashed on Yan Canglong's face: "If you are miserable like this, then isn't the Northern Army already in the dung pit of the eighteenth layer of hell?" ”

Yan Canglong still wanted to argue, but Liang Tianhe had already pulled his sleeve back to his seat.

As if agreed in advance, Wu Haisong, who was standing behind the side of the throne, suddenly took a step forward, saluted everyone first, and then said with his back hand: "As the emperor said, the situation of the Northern Army is difficult, and your Central Second Army may not be imaginable, just now Chief of Staff Yan emphasized the long supply line of the Central Asian Army and the difficulty of material transfer, so I will talk about the supply line of the Northern Army." ”

"Your Central Runners' Army can still get more than half of its supplies from the Northwest Industrial and Resource Zone, but all the supplies of the Northern Army have to be transported from the eastern coast for long distances, and the same Jingshi is an example, the railway mileage from Kulen to Chelyabinsk is 5,500 kilometers, and to Samara is 6,550 kilometers, but it is more than 1,000 kilometers less than your Central Runners' Army, but most of the mileage is in the unstable occupation zone, unlike your Central Runners' Army, almost half of the mileage is in the country."

"Nowadays, local trains can only go directly to Novosibirsk, where they can be unloaded to trucks and horse-drawn trains after replacing the frame or transferring the supplies to captured Russian-made trains, arriving at Omsk, 625 kilometers away, and then unloading them onto narrow-gauge xiǎo trains, where they are transported to Kurgan, 380 kilometers away, and then unloaded onto trucks and wagons, and bound for the Chelyabinsk front 260 kilometers away."

"However, I would like to draw your attention to the fact that the natural environment of Western Siberia and Central Asia is simply different from heaven and earth, the former is not only more than half of the area is swampy, but in the summer it is flooded with water, and there is no way to go, and now the 650-kilometer Jiāo line from Omsk to Chelyabinsk, consisting of urgent military railways and roads, is almost completely interrupted, and the 625-kilometer Jiāo line from Novosibirsk to Omsk is also intermittent due to ......the influence of flooding."

"Enough, Wu Haisong, when did I let you speak?" Liu Qianhua interrupted Wu Haisong's speech expressionlessly, and suddenly got up with her skirt in her hands and approached Liang Tianhe's side.

"Ningbei Hou, I have something to tell you alone."

…… (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come (.Vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )