Part 4 Chapter 211: Reversal! Churchill's Tears (19)
A few kilometers behind Zhong Yi, in a bunker covered with mícai camouflage nets on an inconspicuous dirt slope on the south bank of the Olun River, Liang Tianhe was scanning the battlefield through a high-powered telescope: across the ridge of the No. 2 "wild boar" forest, it was long since it was difficult to find the Janissary armored cavalry detachment.
The trump card of the last one, "the last blow", Liang Tianhe had high hopes for the elite army led by Lin Yi, however, after a long morning of waiting, Liang Tianhe couldn't help but get anxious.
"The sun is almost overhead, what is the surname Lin doing?"
General Lu Kaiping on the side bowed his head and stood speechless-this bad battle has been fought to this point, and as the commander of the assault cluster of the front army, he is not only under great pressure.
Without time to take into account the feelings of his subordinates, Liang Tianhe put down his binoculars angrily: "Lu Kaiping, let me ask you, is the assault group sure that it will clean up the enemy in front of the landing field before dark?" ”
Lu Kaiping snorted: "This, the situation is not clear yet, we have to wait and see..................
Liang Tianhe's face turned horizontal: "Wait? You can afford to wait, Lao Tzu can't afford to wait, and the entire front army can't afford to wait! Don't go around in circles with Lao Tzu, you give me an honest explanation, can you do it in the end! ”
After half a cigarette, Lu Kaiping said with a look of grievance: "Judging from the current situation, the original defenders of the No. 2 forest, 1 infantry division and 1 chariot brigade, after the morning onslaught of our 6th Army and the cavalry detachment, most of them have been defeated, and their main frontal positions and the first and second reserve positions behind the anticline have been broken through by our army one after another......"
"However, when our armored troops arrived at the enemy's third reserve position behind the anti-slope of the heights, they were suddenly suppressed by extremely fierce anti-tank fire, and at the same time, the rear area of our armored units was covered by the enemy's dense and continuous barrage of barrages, which made it difficult for our follow-up infantry units to follow ......up in time."
"Obviously, the enemy has been prepared for this offensive of ours for a long time, and has promptly dispatched reinforcements and arranged fire support, and the 6th Army and the Mounted Cavalry Detachment are now in a dilemma, and they can neither get infantry reinforcements... and unable to accept supplies......"
"According to the report of our army's reconnaissance plane, after a large number of Russian cavalry entered the No. 1 and No. 2 woods from the direction of Svetley in the morning, a cavalry column and an armored car column were found on the main road from Svetre village to Sakmara, and on the main road from Calgara to No. 3 forest... Several infantry and artillery columns advancing eastward were also spotted again............ `…”
"What are our bombers doing?" Liang Tianhe interrupted Lu Kaiping's explanation with a tiger face.
Lu Kaiping looked at the sky and sighed: "I have been here two times in the morning, but they all dropped their bombs and left, and they almost blew up our own chariots - last night I also called Commander Fang of the Second Air Group and asked him to keep a group of bombers on standby over the battlefield at any time, even if it was a squadron." ”
Liang Tianhe snorted, frowned and continued to listen.
"He's fine, and in turn asks me for the airport and a car... The main aviation bases are now too far from the battlefield, and the few front-line field airfields under construction lack both construction machinery and trucks. The heavy bombers arriving from Aralsk had just enough time to drop their bombs, and the fighters and light bombers that took off from Aktobinsk with a full load were only enough to hover over the battlefield for more than ten or twenty minutes, and a few more minutes of grinding would be dead..................
Lu Kaiping's helplessness obviously failed to resonate with Liang Tianhe.
"Fang Yongyang's nonsense, you don't need to repeat it, no matter what, people did their best. It's your assault cluster... Thousands of combat vehicles, armored vehicles, self-propelled guns, officers and soldiers were armed to the teeth, but they jumped in place in front of this small dirt slope for several days... Let the enemy shoot live targets, use allies as a talking handle, and be seen as a joke by the whole world! ”
Lu Kaiping's face twitched slightly, and then his heels were together, and he bowed deeply: "The subordinate is incompetent, I implore the commander to surrender!" ”
Liang Tianhe sighed, shook his head and said, "The power of heaven is unpredictable, how can you and I be able to control it?" Forget it, so be it. ”
"The commander means ......"
Lu Kaiping was at a loss.
"Just as you say, wait and see."
Liang Tianhe took off the telescope around his neck... Suddenly let go and let it fall into the deep black muddy "wild boar" woods under his feet, in the smoke-filled body of the "Shengsha Méng" heavy tank, Captain Tukhachevsky, whose head was covered in blood bandages, had just slurped the last drop of water in the kettle and shook off the empty kettle, Tukhachevsky tilted his head towards Zhukov beside him: "Corporal, how many armor-piercing shells do we have left?" ”
Zhukov wiped his face, blackened by the smoke of gunpowder: "The last one is the last one." ”
"Promise me in the name of God... This shot must hit the enemy's 'Leopard, type tank. ”
Tukhachevsky's hopes for the young gunner were not without reason – in the past six hours, Zhukov's 75-mm cannon had destroyed at least seven Chinese tanks, including four seemingly invincible Leopard tanks.
Zhukov grinned, but his words were not stupid at all: "Yes, I promise - if I have time to aim before the Leopard tank penetrates our 'Lady Shaméng' again." ”
Tukhachevsky patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction: "Don't worry, I won't give them another chance to get closer, for the 'Leopard' tank, the frontal armor of Mrs. Shaméng is indestructible at a distance of one or two hundred meters, unless they make another shit luck and happen to hit our conning tower......"
"Battalion commander, call from the military headquarters of the 23rd Army." The radioman behind Tukhachevsky reported coldly.
"What's the situation?"
“………… Since receiving this order, your unit has been placed under the direct command of the military headquarters of our 23rd Army, and the current task of your unit is to cooperate with the surrounding friendly forces to defend the third reserve position until the last car and one person are left. ”
Tukhachevsky nodded thoughtfully.
"Zhilu said.................. Call back to the military headquarters of the 23rd Army: no doubt, we will fight to the end. ”
"What happened to the 2nd Tank Brigade? Aren't we assigned to the 29th Gram Brigade? Why should it be transferred to the direct command of the 23rd Army? ”
Zhukov was clearly overly curious.
Tukhachevsky just smiled wryly: "The 29th gram brigade should no longer exist.................. You've been busy firing all morning, and of course you didn't have those little Renaults, how they were torn to shreds by the enemy's steel hordes. ”
"And where did those little tanks around us come from right now?"
Zhukov's impression came from a hurried glance at the untie outside the car half an hour earlier.
Tukhachevsky knocked on the conning tower whose cannonballs had already been lifted overhead: "You can see clearly with your eyes open, those guys are bigger than the Renault FT, they are the Vickers of the 11th Armored Vehicle Brigade, and they came from the 'pheasant, woods' early in the morning to reinforce them." If you stand on the roof, you'll also see the Austin-Keglais half-track armored vehicles of the 11th Armored Vehicle Brigade, and the 57mm half-track self-propelled anti-tank guns of the 1st Mobile Anti-Tank Battalion - all the armoured and anti-armour forces that can be mobilized along the entire line should be here. ”
"I don't understand why they want to equip the armored vehicle brigade with a whole tank battalion, why don't they gather all the tanks that can be used and detour back to the enemy's rear in one go, cut off their supplies, and sweep their rear? At the end of the day, a tank is an offensive weapon, and it's a waste to throw it into a defensive position as a mobile pillbox. ”
Zhukov's problems are really too many.
Tukhachevsky, however, was patient: "That's because .................. Our tanks are too varied, maneuverable and inadequate, and officers and men are poorly trained and even less experienced in real combat. More importantly, we do not have aviation strong enough to effectively prevent enemy aviation from detecting and striking at our armored columns in the wilderness. ”
"Someday we will have a powerful aviation corps, and before that we will have a powerful armored corps that will be enough to send the Chinese back home, Captain, what do you say?"
Zhukov's optimism did not impress Tukhachevsky in the slightest, for his keen eyes had just spotted movement in the trees ahead of him through the wide cracks in the conning tower.
"Corporal, it looks like we're going to have to talk about this topic at another time - get ready for battle!"
Before the surrounding crew members came to their senses, the bushes in Tukhachevsky's field of vision suddenly broke leaves: bullets "swished", shells whistled without traces, guns had no eyes, and the body of the car immediately clanged like a hundred blacksmiths were pounding at the same time on the steel hut weighing more than 20 tons.
"Three hundred meters in front of the left, 'Leopard, three tanks, aim for the one on the far right!'"
Tukhachevsky almost whispered in Zhukov's ear.
"Yes, the one on the far right - armor-piercing shells!"
The loader behind Zhukov filled the 75-mm gun with the last concrete-destroying shell of the whole car, and now all the crew's expectations were focused on Zhukov, who was not yet 20 years old.
"Look at the sky line, at least a company commander command car, knock it out in one go! The Order of St. George is waiting for you! ”
Tukhachevsky did not forget to cheer up his subordinates.
"Don't rush, I'm about to frame it!"
Zhukov felt his palms sweating, his wrists trembling a little, and the silhouette of the tank in the scope actually trembled - this was the first time he felt so nervous today.
Who is the other party sacred?
Zhukov didn't have time to dig deeper, he just wanted to pull the damn fiery rope as soon as possible so that he could have even a second of peace......
"Three hundred meters in front of the left, 'Sansha méng, two heavy chariots, aim for the one on the far right!'"
In the command tower of the "Iron Leopard" chariot, which was taken into view by Zhukov's scope, Zhong Yi's voice trembled slightly.
"Understand how to hit the far right - armor-piercing bullets!"
The response of gunner Kobayashi in the headset was hoarse and weak.
Zhong Yi tiǎn tiǎn tiǎn dry mouth chún, followed by a sentence: "Wait, try to aim at the conning tower, don't hit the middle!" ”
"Understood, hit the tower above-"
The tail of the main gun next to Zhong Yi's buttocks rattled, and a slender 57 mm caliber shell was smoothly loaded into the chamber, and the bolt "clicked" to complete the locking, just waiting for the gunner to press the trigger at the right time, bringing even a second of relief to all the crew members......!.