Three-ninety-nine, the weeping willow side of the high-rise building of the horse eight

As early as a few days ago, after Sun Yuanqi issued a war readiness order, they urgently mobilized to make all pre-war preparations. Baidu search :// After receiving the order to operate, the forward troops immediately waved their troops north, pointing directly at the garrison towns on the border between the provinces and Outer Mongolia.

For the new department of Yang Zengxin in Xinjiang, Sun Yuanqi did not have much hope. Although Yang Zengxin also joined the New China Party, he was respectful to himself, and asked for instructions and reported everything, but these are all appearances, and the relationship between the two is actually very ordinary. Because the reason why he actively took refuge was not because of Sun Yuanqi's personality charm, but because of the situation around Xinjiang.

To the south of Xinjiang Province is the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, where most Tibetans are more interested in worshipping lamas and accumulating good deeds to become Buddhas. However, the living Buddha lamas everywhere obviously do not want Han Chinese to squat on their heads, and even some nobles still have a longing for the powerful Tibetan state a few centuries ago, hoping that one day it can regain its glory. But now it seems that they can only think about it, at the beginning of last year, Sun Yuanqi sent his elite soldiers into Tibet in two ways, obviously intending to pocket this alpine land.

To the east is Gansu in the golden section. Since the Han and Tang dynasties, the narrow Longxi Corridor has always been a transportation channel between Xinjiang and the Central Plains, whether it is the Silk Road, or the Han and Tang Dynasties operating the Western Regions, or even Zuo Wenxiang Pingding Northwest Rebellion, all passing through here. Now supporting the overall situation of Xinjiang is still the old foundation of the Hunan army who stayed in the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains during Zuo Wenxiang's rebellion, and in their hearts, the Longxi Corridor is the way home. And now, this choke point is firmly guarded by Cheng Ziyin's First Division of the Gansu Army, and without Sun Yuanqi's approval, I am afraid that it will be difficult for a single soldier in Xinjiang to pass safely.

To the north is Outer Mongolia in the desert Gobi. Although the blood of the Golden Family has been thinned, and Tibetan Buddhism has worn away their remaining blood, the dream of reviving the Mongol Empire is like a hereditary epilepsy, and it will always make trouble for a while. Moreover, their customs of herding sheep and horses, drinking milk and eating meat, and living in pursuit of water and grass also clearly distinguish themselves from the Han people. Now they have begun periodic convulsions with the support of Tsarist Russia, whether to harm others or chew off their own tongues. No one knows what it will be like until the end.

To the west, there was insatiable Tsarist Russia. These white-skinned and hairy rakshasas are definitely hungry wolves who eat people and don't spit out bones! Since Kangxi signed the "Treaty of Nebuchu" with them, how much land has China been cut off by it and how many people have been killed! Although they already occupy millions of square kilometers of land in China, they are still not satisfied and want to continue to devour tigers. Now he has brought out the puppet of Jebtsundamba and instigated Outer Mongolia to make an independent scene. Who doesn't know the wolf ambitions behind them?

Yang Zengxin, who has been an official in Xinjiang for five or six years, knows that although Xinjiang looks fairly stable at the moment, there is a crater that may erupt at any time, and he may burn himself to ashes one day. If you want to save lives, you must have a strong Central Plains government as your backing. Moreover, Yang Zengxin, who was born in reading sage books, firmly believes that "it is not my race." His heart must be different", I feel that if there is really anything wrong in Xinjiang, the Shaanxi, Gansu and Han people, who are close at hand, are the most reliable at the critical time. Therefore, Yang Zengxin weighed it again and again, and finally decided to turn to Sun Yuanqi. - As for why not Yuan Shikai? The county magistrate might as well be in charge now!

Of course, Yang Zengxin is only "backwards" to Sun Yuanqi, to put it bluntly, "knowing that he is not a companion, he is eager to accompany him". So don't expect much faithfulness. Fortunately, although Yang Zengxin is authoritarian and arbitrary, and not very enlightened, he is very principled in terms of national sovereignty, and he has never pretended to be a color against Tsarist Russia and Outer Mongolia, and has also resolutely cracked down on separatist forces in the province. In addition, he is also very skillful, and implements a policy of restraint and containment against all ethnic groups, first dividing and conquering, and then unifying and ruling them. Xinjiang is running very steadily.

It is precisely in view of this that Sun Yuanqi did not send troops into Xinjiang and the northwest, but ordered Zhang Shiying, the governor of Gan, and Zhao Jingxing, the governor of Shaanxi, to open the door to Yang Zengxin, so that Yang Zengxin could maintain his own strength and ensure the stability of Xinjiang.

Yang Zengxin followed the instructions and sent Altai Commander Paleta to lead his troops to monitor across the river, and at the same time built an airstrip in the ancient city less than 500 kilometers away from the Bulgan River. The Second Brigade of the Northwest Air Force was also allowed to send personnel to be stationed at the airport to be responsible for maintenance, refueling, communications, and other affairs. These are already the limits of what Yang Zengxin can support. As for sending troops to the war, even Sun Yuanqi felt that the request was a bit excessive.

Despite this, the Danbaijiang village unit of the Outer Mongolian bandit army stationed in Xinjiang's border with Outer Mongolia was the first to be attacked.

At around eight o'clock in the morning on February 1, the rising sun had just cleared the thin mist. Two of the latest bombers of the 2nd Brigade of the Northwest Air Force were loaded with aerial bombs from Anxi Prefecture to the ancient city. After a brief overhaul, the fat plane soared into the sky again and flew towards the camp of the Outer Mongolian bandit army hundreds of kilometers away.

At this time, the camp of the Outer Mongolian bandits on the banks of the Bulgan River had just woken up. A month or two ago, these soldiers were Mongolian men who were rolling in the steppes, and their favorite activities were riding horses, shooting and hunting, or drinking in large bowls, eating meat, and then wrestling in drunken and shirtless competitions. These days, they have to keep an eye out for enemies across the river and build fortifications themselves, which are not their specialty. What's worse is that they can't ride horses and shoot as they want, they can't indulge in drinking, and they don't even have a few pieces of meat when they eat, which is undoubtedly a cruel torture for them. And from the current point of view, the stalemate across the river will continue, and the torture seems to have no end, so they have to grind foreign workers by sleeping lazily.

The scolding of the pipe belts, the neighing of the horses, the movement of guns, the clashing of pots and bowls were intertwined, and the whole camp was in chaos. Some people are still sleeping soundly in bed, some people get up in a drowsy mood, and find a random place out of the yurt to start going out, and some people yawn in search of food to fill their stomachs, and the milk tea on the red horse manure fire has already exuded a mellow fragrance.

At this moment, a low "hum" sound was heard in the southwestern sky. If it had been placed a few days ago, this group of Mongolian men would have opened their eyes to see what was going on, but it was a pity that the reconnaissance planes came every day these days, and it didn't seem to matter much except for the noise, and everyone slowly became numb after seeing too much: at most, it was a big kite.

However, today's sound was louder than ever, and even the enemy troops on the other side of the river had many people looking up at the blue sky, only to see three black dots slowly growing larger in their field of vision: the one in the front was the reconnaissance plane that everyone had seen every day in the past few days, and the two big guys in the back had never seen it. If the reconnaissance plane is as thin as a mosquito, then in comparison, the two bombers in the back are like a well-fed Dazhi.

When the two big ones flew closer, almost everyone was dumbfounded, because it was so big: the length of the plane alone was nearly 20 meters, and the wingspan was as long as 40 meters, even if it flew at an altitude of hundreds of meters, it could make people feel its terrifying momentum!

Flying over the Outer Mongolian barracks, the reconnaissance plane immediately began to climb higher and began to circle around the barracks. The two bombers seemed to bully the Outer Mongolian army, which had no air defense experience and no air defense weapons, and even lowered it to an altitude of four or five hundred meters. After determining a suitable bombing position, the bombardier quickly pulled the lever, and the 500-kilogram aviation incendiary bomb came out of the payload and flew straight to the ground. The bomb was so heavy that at the moment of the bomb's disengagement, the bomber stumbled and then rose dozens of meters.

"Wow!"

Seeing a behemoth fall from the sky, the audience on the ground let out a uniform exclamation. A few seconds later, the group of Mongolian men who didn't know the height of the sky realized that the big guy was coming for him, and quickly scattered to hide.

According to classical physics calculations, ignoring air resistance, the bomb made a free fall motion from an altitude of 500 meters, and after 10 seconds it touched the ground.

According to relevant scientific calculations, the killing radius of 500 kg of TNT explosives on flat ground is 50 meters in a lying position and 200 meters in a standing position.

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This set of data proves that many people's evasion is nothing more than useless work.

As the rebels rushed into action, an incendiary bomb exploded violently in the middle of the camp. This 500-kilogram aviation incendiary bomb, newly developed by the China Academy of Ordnance Sciences, is filled with TNT explosives in the center, yellow phosphorus on the outside, and napalm on the outside. When an incendiary bomb hits the ground, the fuse first detonates the tube, and the explosive gas throws yellow phosphorus and napalm around the impact point. Yellow phosphorus spontaneously ignites in the air, igniting fragments of napalm that are flying everywhere. Napalm can stick to combustible surfaces such as clothing, tents, and skin, and burn violently for several minutes, enough to kill and injure the contaminants. Moreover, napalm will produce a large amount of toxic gas when burned, which can poison the people around it or suffocate due to lack of oxygen, so as to achieve the purpose of destroying the enemy's living forces.

The aviation incendiary bomb formed a sea of fire within a radius of tens of meters, and it was a dry winter season, and the tyrannical flames quickly engulfed all the surrounding combustibles, including human bodies and horses. Frightened screams and terrible screams, mixed with the sound of ammunition explosions, reached the Xinjiang garrison camp across the river.

Standing on a high place, the Altai chief of office, Paleta, saw with his own eyes a soldier covered in fire rushed out of the camp and tried to run to the ice of the Bulgan River to extinguish the flames on his body. But even as he rolled on the ice, the flames burned brightly, and after a few minutes he turned into a dark piece of charcoal, and the smoke of the embers seemed to cross the wide Bulgan River and hit Paleta's mouth and nose as if it were the smell of roasted whole sheep yesterday, and he couldn't help but vomit. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m.qidian. )