Age of Conquest Reborn

Even General Kurekin, who was a little confused and worried, could hear the deep worry in his deputy's tone, as well as the fear from his heart!

Chief of Staff Zernenko could not but be afraid. He was the first to see the telegram from the General Staff. After reading it, a chill ran down his spine. In the Transcaucasus Military District, except for the commander and political commissar,

He was the third-ranking figure, commander and political commissar, and General Kulykin became the second-ranking leader under one person and above hundreds of thousands of people.

This is originally a good thing. It is better to be responsible for one person than to serve two equal commanders. However, if Kulen is not captured before the end of September and the tasks assigned by the leader are not completed, according to the rules of the Soviet Red Army, Stalin will deal with the lieutenant generals of the army.

It is his usual practice. As the second-ranking leader, if he can't run away, he will suffer the same fate as General Kulykin. It is certain that he will take a bullet. It is lucky that his family will not be affected.

No matter from which point of view, solving this problem is self-rescue. However, Lieutenant General Errenenko tossed and turned all night thinking about it without any clue. Then he stared at the dark circles under his eyes early in the morning and came to find Kurei.

General Jin asked for advice.

General Kurekin was silent and looked at the misty opposite bank with a dull expression. The dawn had begun to appear in the east, and a touch of rose-purple clouds softly emerged from the horizon. After a while, the rose-purple turned into a bright red, setting off the sky.

The early morning of September 27th arrived as scheduled.

It's the beginning of a new day, but for General Kurekin, like a reminder, time is running very fast, which means that the time left for him is less than three days. Looking at the east

Under the mist-covered morning sun, the muscles on General Kurekin's cheeks bulged, and there was a hint of a gambler's ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Comrade Zirnenko, convey my order. The troops will launch an attack on the other side according to yesterday's battle order at six o'clock. The artillery troops will start a thirty-minute shelling. All troops will be organized into three offensive echelons and take turns.

Go into battle and ensure an uninterrupted attack. Today, even with blood and corpses, we will flood the independent division positions on the south bank."

"In addition, inform the comrades in the Air Force of the Don River Military Region to provide us with air cover. We don't need bombers. We just need to not be disturbed by the aviation of the independent division when we attack! Even if they have done their job," General Kulykin bit out

Ya, said fiercely.

Lieutenant General Zernenko's cheeks twitched involuntarily. He was very clear about the current situation of the troops. After several days of fierce fighting, all divisions were understaffed. Several divisions responsible for the main attack were half-killed.

The troops were disabled, and the morale of the soldiers was at an extremely low level. The commander's order was based on the crazy psychology of a gambler. He wanted to squeeze out the last drop of blood from the Transcaucasus Military Region. How should I put it? It was a desperate move!

Under normal circumstances, such a force is not suitable for any form of attack, but apart from that, is there a better way? No, then just gamble with the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers, Zernenko

The lieutenant general was silent for a while and said: "Comrade Commander, I agree with your approach. No matter what the final result is, I will bear all responsibilities together with you!"

Chief of Staff Zernenko's words were filled with sincerity from the heart. General Kulykin could naturally hear it. A trace of emotion flashed in his eyes. He had seen this guy right. At the critical moment, he could be with him.

It’s rare to stand together!

When the morning sun dispersed the fog, everything on both sides of the Selenge River was clearly visible. On the other side, the positions that had suffered so much and soaked with the blood of Soviet Red Army soldiers were as silent as ever, and not a single person could be seen.

There were traces of the activities of the soldiers of the Independent Division, but General Kulykin knew that behind this silence were tens of thousands of damn Chinese soldiers, the black muzzles of their guns and the whistling bullets.

At six o'clock sharp, the Soviet artillery began shelling. The deafening loud noise once again broke the tranquility of the morning. The artillery shells roared across the sky and exploded into balls of fire on the other side. The scorching shrapnel heated the clear morning air.

The place was stirred up and filled with the choking smell of gunpowder smoke.

While the artillery began its artillery attack, the tens of thousands of Soviet infantrymen in the first echelon of the attack passed through the muddy beach on the river bank in dense masses and boarded assault boats one after another. However, when there was no attack, the usual murderous spirit and

The spirit, the morale of the entire team, is filled with a sense of decadence and numbness, as well as the fear of knowingly committing suicide.

On a high ground, a large group of senior Soviet generals were holding telescopes and looking at the battlefield with sweaty palms. Among them, the only figure missing was the supreme commander of the battlefield, General Kulykin. The commander at this time

Comrade, lock yourself in a tent and don't allow anyone to disturb you. No one knows what you are doing?

At 6:30, the Soviet artillery fire began to extend, "rumbling" and hitting the positions on the south bank in depth. The Soviet troops crossing the river to attack had also approached the shore, and the first batch of Soviet soldiers began to jump off.

As the assault boat landed, the atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly became tense.

In the past few days of fighting, every time this moment comes, it is when the soldiers of the Independent Division begin to counterattack. In a few minutes, the positions on the other side will be sprayed with hot metal bullets, and mortar shells and grenades will be flying all over the sky.

, when the hoods came over, piercing and tearing the bodies of the soldiers, harvesting their lives, the senior Soviet generals who were paying attention to the battlefield situation had their hearts in their throats. They had seen similar tragic situations many times.

The same ending makes people feel numb.

A few minutes later, there was no movement at all on the position on the other side. Only the bullets of the attacking troops hit the soil, causing it to scatter. A sharp-eyed Soviet officer suddenly shouted in an uneasy voice, "Comrades, hurry up!"

Look, the first echelon of forward troops has boarded the Chinese position!"

Dozens of pairs of telescope lenses were focused on the point of attack. Under the gushing sun, a red flag fluttered in the morning wind. At this moment, it looked so cute. "Go up! Go up! At least two regiments are going up."

Come on!" Waves of surprise and inexplicable screams rang out among the group of senior Soviet generals.

It’s unbelievable. In six or seven days, what I saw the most was that the attack was repelled. The blood of the soldiers dyed the beach on the other side red. Bodies lay on the muddy ground. That red flag brought me more than just

Is it the hope of breaking through the independent division's garrison position, or is it a symbol of getting rid of the passive situation.

Three green flares slowly rose in the sky under the dim red sunshine. This was a signal that the first echelon had broken through the position on the other side and had occupied the position.

"Hoo!" The tent door curtain was opened rudely and rudely, and a cold morning breeze blew in without any scruples. General Kulykin, who was so stimulated that his thoughts fell into a wandering state, couldn't help but shudder.

, looked at this rash guy angrily.

"Comrade Commander, Chief of Staff Zirnenko ordered me to inform you that the first echelon of offensive troops has successfully boarded the position on the south bank and is advancing to attack in depth!" A captain staff officer, regardless of whether Comrade Commander could eat

The look in the person's eyes, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"What!" For a moment, General Kurekin's thinking came to a standstill. His blue-grey eyes stared at the young staff officer. The victory came so suddenly, and he was a little caught off guard. His heart beat violently several times.

, so that my chest feels tight and I can’t breathe.

The demeanor of General Kulykin frightened the young staff officer. He thought that the huge joy was too much for the comrade commander to bear. It was not uncommon for people to die due to excitement, so he cautiously shouted: "Comrade commander! Comrade commander!"

"

General Kulykin woke up from a dream, grabbed the collar of the junior staff officer with his hands, and asked with wide eyes: "What did you say? I will shoot you for lying about military information!"

The young staff officer turned pale with fright and stammered: "Comrade Commander, our troops have successfully occupied the garrison position of the independent division on the south bank!"

General Kulykin threw away the small staff officer and rushed out of the tent. The senior officers were gesticulating happily. Seeing that Chief of Staff Zernenko was also inside, General Kulykin asked: "Ji

Comrade Zernenko, is this true?"

Lieutenant General Zernenko, his face full of joy, replied with high spirits: "My comrade commander, this is true. The eight infantry regiments of the first echelon have all boarded the south bank. I ordered the second echelon to

The eight infantry regiments began to cross the river and expand the victory!"

General Kulykin believed it, but the victory came so suddenly that he couldn't accept it. He continued: "Why didn't I hear the sound of the crossfire? What were the casualties of the troops?"

Chief of Staff Zernenko shook his head and replied: "Comrade Commander, it is really unbelievable that our army has not encountered any form of obstruction. Judging from the situation reported by the front-line commander, it should have been independently last night."

All the division soldiers evacuated the position, so there was no one on the position. Therefore, our army occupied the south bank with zero casualties!"

Like a basin of cold water, a bucket was poured on the head of the ecstatic General Kulykin, causing his boiling emotions to suddenly drop to freezing point, "The position is empty? Our army has zero casualties? Those damn Chinese, yesterday

Evacuated at night?" General Kulykin muttered to himself suspiciously.

Weird, everything smells abnormal, what are the Chinese doing? Why did the victory that they won so easily make their hearts so empty? General Kulykin looked at Zernenko hesitantly.

The chief of staff asked weakly: "My comrade chief of staff, do you think it's normal to be together?"

Chief of Staff Zirnenko replied very simply: "Comrade Commander, it is not normal, absolutely not normal. The independent division defenders have blocked us for more than a week and withstood the combined ground and air attacks of our army for several days.

The attack is basically on hold, and there is no reason to suddenly abandon the position and retreat. However, Comrade Commander, from another perspective, our army has broken through the Chinese defense line after all, isn't it?"

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