Chapter 1839: The Third Cavalry Brigade with Fat in His Mouth (I)
Two Soviet infantry divisions appeared in places where they should not have appeared, and for this reason, the regimental and battalion-level officers of the 3rd Cavalry Brigade were arguing endlessly about how to fight this battle.
A grade of about forty years old, mature and steady colonel officer, coughed, attracted everyone's attention, is the first regiment commander Wei Guoliang, in the third cavalry brigade, can be called the old qualification of the regiment commander, very prestigious, when the officers argued, he didn't speak, just drooped this eyelids, from time to time to look at this, look at that, and brigade commander Zeng Shiqiang, no one can guess what he is thinking?
Zeng Shiqiang saw that Wei Guoliang was about to speak, and became interested, and said: "Old Wei, you usually wilt, there are a lot of ghost ideas, let's listen to it!" β
Wei Guoliang grinned and said: "Brigade commander, everyone, my opinion is to support the first method of fighting, everyone knows that the task given by the division commander to our brigade is to go deep into the rear of the Soviet army, attack their logistics supply lines, and cooperate with the frontal battlefield to reduce the pressure on Commander Sun. β
"Also, since this Soviet army has been discovered, who dares to guarantee that there are no other Soviet troops within a radius of several tens of kilometers, what if we start fighting here and Soviet troops from other places surround us? Therefore, I insisted on fighting a small fight, choosing the rear guard unit of the Soviet army or the baggage unit, and throwing the whole brigade into battle, messing with them, and leaving immediately. β
Wei Guoliang's words were undoubtedly very convincing, and none of the officers who advocated a big fight spoke. At the venue, there was silence for a while, Zeng Shiqiang frowned, in his heart, he was not very satisfied with Wei Guoliang's words, he only saw the danger, but he did not see the fighter.
Uzhgentala is already more than 80 kilometers away from the main battlefield of the Sejingge River, and. The direction of the march of this Soviet army was due west, and it was obvious that it was a force with a separate mission, and before camping, the chief of staff, Tian Guangzhu. Regiments have been ordered, reconnaissance teams have been sent. Within a radius of 20 kilometers. Reconnaissance was carried out, no Soviet troops were found, and besides, it was a surprise battle, and the battle would be over in less than thirty minutes.
Even if there were other Soviet units. Come reinforcements, twenty kilometers, not forty or fifty minutes don't want to arrive, by that time. The troops had long since retreated into the darkness of the night, and the terrain near Uzhgentala, which was either hills or bushes, was more conducive to the withdrawal of troops from the battlefield.
Zeng Shiqiang was just about to speak, Chief of Staff Tian Guangzhu hurriedly came over, took a telegram, and said: "Brigade commander, after receiving an order from the division commander, the task of our brigade has been changed to follow the Soviet army westward, but it is mainly based on rapid rush and sneak attack. β
Zeng Shiqiang snatched the telegram, read it quickly, laughed and said: "Okay, guys, the division commander has come to order, let our brigade follow the Soviet army westward, take care of them all the way, we can be regarded as against this Soviet army, we can't do it without fighting, now, it's not a matter of big fights and small fights, but a question of how to beat Lao Maozi!" β
The officers of the Second Brigade, as soon as they heard that the division commander had an order to fight, or followed the fight, immediately put the differences just now behind them, and the first regiment commander Wei Guoliang was the first to stand up and said: "Brigade commander, old rules, we will fight the main attack with one regiment!" You say, how do you fight? β
The other two regiment commanders quit, and said with a white face: "Old Wei, don't be kind, just now you were still fighting with red lips and white teeth, why, as soon as I heard that the division commander asked us to beat us hard, I immediately changed my face and grabbed the main attack task, this is not good, our two regiments are not vegetarians!" Why are you all fighting the main attack! β
Wei Guoliang was not in a hurry, the old god was there and said: "No way, old rules, you ask the brigade commander, that battle, it was not our group that fought the main attack!" β
The other two regiment commanders still had to argue, Zeng Shiqiang waved his hand and said: "Stop a little, the battle hasn't been fought yet, you guys have to pinch it first, this battle, there is no main attack, assist, the whole brigade is the main attack, below, I will arrange the combat mission!" β
"I just took a look, the camps of the Soviet army are based on regiments, camped separately, plus the teams directly under the division, there are as many as 12 camps, and we can't take care of them all, so every two battalions are a group of assault troops, and the brigade headquarters reconnaissance company, guard company, communications company, mortar company, and a regiment and one battalion are a group, forming a total of five assault troops, selecting five adjacent targets to carry out surprise attacks."
"After 30 minutes, no matter how well they fight, all the attacking units must leave the battlefield, and then, disperse and retreat, and assemble in the area of Jiren Gaole, 30 kilometers north of Uzhgentala, and the reconnaissance company of the brigade headquarters will continue to monitor the movements of the Soviet troops after the withdrawal of the main forces."
"The time when the battle was launched was 1:30 a.m. on September 21, and I would like to emphasize that if the battalion commander fell in love with the battle and caused the troops to be entangled by the Soviet army, the other nearby assault units would never be allowed to rescue, and they would be separated from the battle according to the plan, and if the battalion commander and regiment commander had the order to come back, prepare to go to the military court, if there are too many, I won't say anything, everyone is a veteran, and there are still four and a half hours to go, go back and prepare!"
The temporary camp of the Third Cavalry Brigade Headquarters sounded the sound of horses' hooves, and soon it was quiet again, Tian Guangzhu, chief of staff, looked at Zeng Shiqiang and said: "Brigade commander, how sure are we in this battle, the only thing I am worried about is that the troops are entangled by the Soviet army, and it is a lose-lose fight!" β
Zeng Shiqiang smiled confidently and said: "Old man, don't worry, I have already checked the camping situation of the Soviet army, two words - lax, in the second half of the night, I will ensure that I sleep like a dead pig." β
The night wind of late autumn in Outer Mongolia blows through the open grassland, flooding with gusts of cold, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, blowing the bushes "whining" straight sound, Uzhgentala, the camp of the Third Army of the Soviet Transcaucasian Military District, in a tent, there are still lights, two sentries shrink their necks, trying their best to resist the cold wind, swaying carelessly, in such weather, unless there is a sentry task, otherwise, no one will suffer in the field, and they have already slept in the tent.
The commander of the army, Major General Sergeyev, did not feel sleepy at all, his face was as ugly as a dead fish, he was half-lying on a canvas marching chair, pouring fierce vodka one after another, and in the tent, only himself, the staff officer and the communications officer, were driven outside by the comrade commander who was in a bad mood.
Major General Sergeyev's bad mood came from the telegram he received in the evening, the telegram personally sent by the commander of the military district, General Kurygin, who could not understand it, commanding two infantry divisions that ran away on the soles of their feet, did not dare to delay at all, and walked to Uzhgentala exhausted and tired, marching more than 80 kilometers.
As if he was alluding to himself and deliberately delaying time, Major General Sergeyev was unconvinced, and he really wanted to tell General SΓΉ Kurygin in person, "You fucking come and try it?" Is this the path of man? In addition to the bushes, it is a hilly mountain road with gravel feet, to be precise, there is no road, after the Third Army has passed, there is a road, you sit in a comfortable office, there is a car at every step, you don't know my difficulties? β
However, Major General Sergeyev did not dare, he knew in his heart that he was not very popular in front of the commander of the military district, especially after the accident of Nikolagsky, General Kurygin ate his own thoughts, sighed, read the telegram again, and vaguely pondered a little taste, I am afraid that after arriving in Kobdo, his position as the commander of the army will be replaced by someone else?
In his opinion, the troops of the independent division were all on the front line of the Tunge River, busy dealing with the main forces under the command of General Kurygin, and did not have time to pay attention to himself, and he was worried about how to get to Kobdo within the specified time, so as not to be caught by the commander of the military district, and even if he was dismissed, he had to leave with dignity.
Pouring the wine from the bottle in one gulp, Commander Sergeyev crawled to the marching bed in a daze, and passed through the haze with difficulty with a full stomach.
I don't know how long it took, Commander Sergeyev, as if he heard thunder from the sky, and as if the earth was trembling, a very strange feeling, like a dream, but he couldn't open his eyes, and suddenly, a panicked voice woke him up from his sleepwalking state, "Commander, enemy attack!" β
Commander Sergeyev got up suddenly, dizzy for a while, rubbing his eyes, he saw clearly, it was his own guard battalion commander, and before he had time to ask, outside the tent, it was not just the sound of horses' hooves, but the explosion of gunshots and grenades, and the shouts of soldiers, intertwined, and the tide echoed in the dark night, but the sound was far away.
Commander Sergeyev, a few steps out of the tent, the startled staff officers and guards, followed the commander in a disorderly manner, and looked towards the chaotic place, a few kilometers away, it had become a pot of porridge.
The fire of mortar shells and grenades exploded, flashing in clusters, and the bullets dragged dark red ballistics, flying in the night sky, and the gunfire was dense and terrifying, as if thousands of automatic weapons were firing in a salvo, making a roar similar to a raging wind, and the speeding figures, in the flash of the firelight, appeared and disappeared from time to time.
I don't know what was ignited, a raging fire was ignited, and from time to time there were more violent explosions, and the commander of Sergeyev roared angrily: "Staff officer! Which division's camp was that? β
(To be continued)(To be continued......