At about seven o'clock on the night of 27 September, the Cullen ground air command of the Independent Division Air Corps said, "Jingle bell!" A red telephone on the table rang urgently, and Colonel He Zhijun, chief of staff of the Southern Flight Group, picked up the phone, just listened to a sentence, hurriedly covered the microphone, turned back to Le Yiqin, who was sitting on the chair, closed his eyes and said: "Commander, it was the division commander who called from the front line to find you!" ”

Le Yiqin Huo Ran opened his eyes, and said happily: "Zhijun, believe it or not, there must be a combat mission!" It is estimated that the deployment of the division commander is time to close the net! ”

Le Yiqin took the phone and said: "Division commander, I am Le Yiqin, the aviation is ready to attack at any time, please give an order from the division commander!" ”

Tang Qiuli laughed and said: "Le Yiqin, you are a roundworm in my stomach, yes, there is a task, Yiqin, at 5:30 a.m. on September 28, the troops will encircle the main force of the Transcaucasian Military District of the Soviet Union, and your aviation has three tasks, first, to assist Liu Chun's cavalry troops and cut off the logistics supply line of the Soviet army from Irkutsk and Ulan-Ude to Hagengol and Baiyinchagan. ”

"Second, together with Liu Chun's cavalry troops, block the retreat of the Soviet army, only cavalry, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do this, no matter what, you can't let the Soviet army cross the Sejingge River, this is my request, third, after the battle begins in the early hours of tomorrow, you will dispatch all the bombers to bomb the Soviet positions, I need to remind you that the Soviet Air Force will definitely come to the rescue, waiting for you, it will be one after another vicious battles, and the ground air defense forces will cooperate with your actions! Ground and air join hands and fight a few beautiful battles for me to see! ”

Le Yiqin's tone became solemn, and he replied, "Master, I promise you. During the battle, a single bomb from the Soviet bombers could not fall on the heads of our troops, and after this battle, there will be no trace of Soviet planes in the air north of Kulen and in the area around Lake Baikal! ”

Even though he was separated by hundreds of kilometers of telephone lines, Tang Qiuli could also feel that Le Yiqin's burning passion for battle and surging blood did not need too many gorgeous words. Two assurances illustrate a qiē and his determination, "Okay, I'll wait!" Tang Qiuli said lightly and hung up the phone.

What to do. It's all done, the rest. It's just waiting. Then it was according to the plan, and when he relaxed, Tang Qiuli felt weak all over his body, exhausted from his spirit to his body, and his upper and lower eyelids fought, so he leaned back on the chair. Falling asleep in a hazy way, the roaring guns on the battlefield echoed in the night, becoming his hypnotic nocturne. "Iron Horse Binghe Comes to Dream," should be a true portrayal of the general on the battlefield.

Seeing that the division commander was asleep, the staff officers who came in and out all took their steps lightly, and occasionally they didn't know, and they spoke a little louder, which would immediately cause a roll of eyes, and the mountain tiger walked in lightly, picked up a military windbreaker, covered his body, and waved his hand, and the four special guards stood beside Tang Qiuli, their eyes as sharp as knives.

Tang Qiuli didn't sleep steadily, he was in a half-asleep state, one dream after another, constantly appearing in his mind, the white mountains and black waters of his hometown, the verdant pine birch, the vastness of the Great Plain of North China, the clear green of the land of Southern Guangdong, the tropical rainforests of the Indochina Peninsula, the mountains and rivers of the West Indies, the faces of his parents, the smiling faces of his wives, the milky voices of his daughters, the surviving and lost partners, the sacrificed subordinates, and an empty tomb on the bank of the Huangni River in the northeast in the depths of his memory, scenes of movies flew through his mind.

A few words of mansheng chanting, as if floating from the long and deep night sky, if there is nothing and clearly echoed in the heart, "There is a beautiful woman in the north, left behind and independent, one look at the city, and then look at the country, rather than know the city and the country, the beauty is hard to get!" The face that was deeply imprinted in the depths of my heart appeared in front of me again, smiled, and suddenly left, stretching out my hand to hold it, but I couldn't catch it.

"Divisional commander! Teachers! The soft shout woke Tang Qiuli from a state of dream-like non-dream, seemingly awake and unconscious, he opened his eyes suddenly, the dream dissipated, and returned to reality, "booming" gunfire, all reminding him that he was in a cruel battlefield, and it was Chief of Staff Zhao Yuhe who woke up himself in a blur.

Tang Qiuli rubbed his eyes, seemed to be wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, smiled hiddenly, and asked, "Yuhe, is there any situation?" ”

Zhao Yuhe's surprised eyes flashed away, he noticed the strangeness of the division commander, when he came in, he seemed to hear the division commander muttering something, he wanted to see some clues from the faces of the four special guards, but unfortunately, the special guards' faces were like iron plates, without the slightest expression.

Seeing that the division commander was asking himself, he hurriedly put away his curiosity and replied: "Division commander, the main force of the Transcaucasian Military District of the Soviet Union has advanced to the line from Hagengaul to Baiyinchagan, and its forward unit, the Ninth Army, is working with the previous Fifth Army to storm the frontal position of our army, the battle is very fierce, the Soviet troops in the forward seem to have received a death order, attack at any cost, the Ninth Army marched overnight, and after arriving at Checherleg, it did not even breathe, and immediately launched an attack!" ”

Looking at the watch, at 4:37 a.m. on September 28, that is to say, the main force of the Soviet army had been there for more than half an hour, listening to the sound of guns outside, it was more dense and intense, and the battle was tight.

Tang Qiuli smiled quietly and said, "Is Kurejin still very punctual, Yuhe, any casualties in the troops, has Yang Ketian complained bitterly?" Did the troops on both flanks unfold on time? ”

Zhao Yuhe replied: "Division commander, the situation is like this, the casualties of the troops are not large, they have repelled several attacks of the Soviet army in succession, and also carried out a counterattack on the front line, Chief of Staff Yang just called and asked the division to ask if it is possible to put in the firepower of an artillery brigade again, the troops on both flanks have been fully deployed, and they are waiting for the order of the division commander!" The commanders called the command headquarters and asked for an early attack! ”

Tang Qiuli nodded, and suddenly asked: "Yuhe, do you want to build me, since the deployment of the troops is already in place, why not launch an attack in advance?" ”

Zhao Yuhe was stunned for a moment, and then said embarrassedly: "Don't hide it from the teacher, I do have such thoughts, but I don't want to interfere with the teacher's determination!" I didn't bring it up. ”

Tang Qiuli shook his head indifferently and said, "Yuhe, it's normal to have such thoughts, let me ask you, have all the Soviet troops entered our ambush circle?" ”

Zhao Yuhe replied accurately: "Division commander, according to the reports of various troops, most of the Soviet troops have entered our ambush circle, only one army of the rear guard still has logistics and baggage, and it is still outside the ambush circle, about fifty or sixty thousand people, and it will take about an hour before they can all enter the net!" ”

Tang Qiuli looked at Zhao Yuhe with a smile and said: "There is a big difference between fighting an hour in advance and fighting according to the original plan, we can't add additional burdens to the cavalry troops and aviation units that cut off the rear route of the Soviet army." ”

Zhao Yuhe and Mo Ran, Tang Qiuli patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, go outside and see the situation on the battlefield!" Then, wrapped up in a trench coat, he walked outside the tent.

The mountain tiger sitting in the corner caught up in a few steps, and without saying anything, he buckled a steel helmet on Tang Qiuli's head, smiled at him, and waved his hand, dozens of special guards surrounded Tang Qiuli and a few others in the middle.

As soon as they got outside, the sound of guns and cannons came clearly, the loud sound of "boom" continued to echo in the night sky, the evening breeze was particularly strong, with a biting chill, blowing up the clothes fluttering, Tang Qiuli and others climbed a hill, raised the telescope, and a picture of the battlefield in the middle of the night battle was unobstructed.

The orange-red ballistics, dense as flying locusts, in the dark night sky, staggered and passing by each other, intertwined into a net, the fire of the shell explosion, rolling in the distance, as if the earth is burning, the screaming sound of the shell cutting through the air, the strange cry of "hissing", coming from far and near, blowing up a sea of fire, judging by Tang Qiuli's experience, the Soviet army used at least two artillery divisions and more than 400 large-caliber artillery pieces for this attack.

From Tang Qiuli's point of view, the battlefield is divided into two completely different parts, the Soviet artillery fire is violently bombarding the positions of the frontal blocking troops, reflecting half of the night sky, while the artillery fire of his own troops returning fire is obviously much weaker, and the impact point of the bullet does not even form a fire net, and the strength is immediately distinguished, no wonder Yang Ketian wants to add the firepower of an artillery brigade, which is blown up by the Soviet artillery shells.

Tang Qiuli pointed to the Soviet artillery fire and said disdainfully: "Zheng Yong should be happy to see it, the Soviet artillery has exposed the position of the position, once Zheng Yong fights back, it will be a fatal blow!" ”

It seems that the offensive of the Soviet army has completely prevailed, the artillery fire is earth-shattering, and the troops of the independent division are in the point of being passively beaten, but General Kulygin, who is in the temporary headquarters, has a blue face, keeps losing his temper on the phone, and will shoot this for a while, and then he will be removed from his post to investigate and deal with that, and the most scolded are naturally Major General Kuryakov, the commander of the Fifth Army, and Major General Aslanov, the commander of the Ninth Army.

General Kurygin could not believe that with the strength of two mechanized corps and two tank brigades, the second-rate troops of the independent division attacking and defending, and the second line of defense of the Outer Mongolian border guards, had been repulsed one after another, and if the Fifth Army had been fighting for more than 10 hours since the start of the attack, it had not been able to advance an inch, and more than 200,000 troops would have been blocked on the front line of Checherleg.

If the bombers of the independent divisional aviation force heard the news after dawn and dropped a bombshell, it would kill dozens or hundreds of soldiers.

Therefore, General Kurygin gave the two army commanders a death order that before 5:30 in the morning, it was necessary to break through the second line of blocking of the troops of the separate division and open the passage to Kulen, otherwise, come and see you!

(To be continued)(To be continued......