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Text Chapter 106 The situation in Mongolia and Xinjiang 5

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    Thin gurgling streams flow on the grassland, and the warm sunshine in summer melts the white winter clothes of the distant mountains, bringing abundant water to the grassland.  /The white snow blends into the soil beneath you in the afternoon sun, nourishing this fertile soil.  As the cold winter goes away, the herdsmen in the grassland mountains all know that this year will be a good year. The grasslands that have experienced the white disaster will have a good year in the coming year.  In midsummer, the permafrost, which is as hard as bricks, begins to melt rapidly. Coupled with the abundant water brought by melting snow, the vast grassland turns into a stretching swamp.  Under the lush green grass mat is floating, sticky mud, which looks like rotten flesh under your feet.  With the plumpness of the water and grass, the cattle and sheep, squeezed out of their last traces of oil and water by the cold, kept wandering around the pastures following their excited owners. In the past few days, we have been hearing news of livestock and people falling into the swamp.  Not caring about these trivial matters, the alert level on the grassland was suddenly raised after the snow melted.  The two newly formed cavalry regiments shuttled back and forth on the control line day and night. The trenches were full of muddy soldiers, waiting for action and watching warily in the direction of Outer Mongolia.  "Weird, what's going on today? The dog keeps barking Xiaohou, go up and take a look!" In the trench, a sergeant with rolled up sleeves stopped waving a shovel and shouted in confusion.  .  After sending a soldier in the squad to check, the sergeant hurriedly waved the shovel in his hand.  When the snow melted in spring and summer, the entire trench became a quagmire.  They made a snapping sound when people left, just like animals, and the mid-calf military boots with leather soles never had a chance to dry out all day long.  It seemed as if the sticky, wet mud underfoot had penetrated into the boots, and the boots and socks were stuck together.  Not to mention how uncomfortable it was.  In their free time, before the enemy attacked, everyone was busy cleaning the mud in the trenches.  After all, no one likes wallowing in mud all day long, right?  "Tsk, little thing, it's a few days too late to call me now. If it were winter, I would have stewed you and eaten you! Oh, eating a pot of dog meat stew in the snow and ice is like a godsend!" Bian said.  The soldier above, wearing his training cap crookedly, laughed and joked.  Compared to the training ground.  Something as trivial as clearing trenches is simply not an order of magnitude.  The work at hand never stops.  The sticky mud was thrown out of the trench with the swing of the shovel, and the soldiers who were free didn't forget to joke about it.  The dog is definitely a good dog, a medium-to-long-haired dog breed with dense coat and feathering on the head.  It looks like a lion.  The quartermaster from the Logistics Department who knows about dogs came to see it.  Said to be a Tatar dog on the grassland.  It is of moderate height, has a ferocious temperament, can withstand rough feeding and cold, and is no worse than a wild wolf in terms of ferocity!  The most valuable things for herdsmen on the grassland are their horses and dogs. A good herdsman will never mistreat his sheepdog.  The previous winter was extremely cold.  The entire grassland was hit by white plague, and many thin cattle and sheep could not hold on.  In order to exchange for a mouthful of food to survive, a nearby herdsman family came to exchange some sheepskins and a puppy born in autumn with the army for some rice, dried vegetables and medicine.  This little puppy with pointed ears and long hair was also exchanged for a bag of rice at this time.  In a few months, relying on the broth mixed with rice and mutton tail meat on the big stove, he became fat and strong, and his body size also expanded rapidly.  The nature of the guard dog is also gradually revealed. It follows the sentry to the fighting position at night, and is vigilant at the slightest sign of trouble. It is better than humans!  "Go away, you brat, I can't stew a dog even if you stew me! People still know how to stand guard and look out, how can it be like you, if I ask you to change the guard in the middle of the night, you will have to kick me!" Amidst the roar of laughter, the sergeant replied with a smile and curse.  "Squad leader, this isn't right. Since this dog came to our place, except for a moment of excitement at the beginning, no one has ever worried about it. There is no reason for him to scream like this!" After laughing, a superior soldier next to him  He muttered worriedly.  "That's the truth, but this dog can't talk either" "Enemy attack!" Before the squad leader could finish speaking, he saw the soldier named Xiao Hou shouting, "Get out of here."  Both men and dogs rolled into the trench.  "Boom!" Before anyone and the dog could get up from the trench, a shell roared with a long sound and exploded on the position.  The soil stirred up by the air wave came crashing down, and the shock caused by the explosion made everyone stagger, and they had to help each other to stand still.  "Bring weapons and defend the cannon holes!" The squad leader was originally a platoon leader in the Northern Expeditionary Army. He joined the Northeastern Army during the Jinan campaign and worked his way from private to sergeant.  Immediately, he dropped the shovel in his hand, grabbed the helmet and firearms placed on the edge of the trench, yelled and dragged the soldier with the slowest reaction in the squad, and rushed towards the artillery hole.  The experience of escaping from death is not in vain. The veteran's intuition prompted him to put himself in the most powerful environment.  After being quiet for so long and preparing for so long, the real battle is long overdue.  I learned it in the non-commissioned officer crash course. The shot just now was just a test firing to adjust the shooting. The real artillery attack is yet to come! ?"The enemy is shelling, enter the artillery hole!" When the first artillery shell exploded on the position, the officer on duty yelled and sounded the alarm.  The shrill, whimpering sirens resounded throughout the entire position. No matter what they were doing, all the officers and soldiers rushed towards the nearest artillery hole in an orderly manner.  "Boom~~~Boom~Boom~Boom~" If this opens a God's perspective, then you can find that the entire position is like the wasteland at the end of the Jurassic.  On the position that stretched for several kilometers, there were rising black mushroom clouds everywhere, and artillery shells like raindrops roared and fell on the position.  The soft soil was lifted high by the explosion and fell heavily to the ground. The wooden piles in the earthen bunker were dug out directly by the explosion.  Burning debris lay across the half-collapsed fortifications, crackling and burning.  The soldier carrying the rifle covered his head with the helmet, hunched over, and struggled to get into the nearest artillery hole.  Then, regardless of the flying sand in the sky, he opened his mouth, closed his ears and waited silently for the bombardment to pass.  Those with slower hands and feet were like fallen leaves in a storm. The 180-pound body was rolled up by the air waves set off by the shells, and the flesh and blood was torn apart by the dense shrapnel and impact force.  As the main force (cannon fodder) in this ground operation, Qiuba Mountain is eager to include Inner Mongolia into its arms.  It is considered to be hollowed out and lower.  After making a promise to cooperate in developing all the mineral resources in the Mongolian Xinjiang region, this careerist who was born as a herdsman quickly became involved with the master behind him.  Lao Maozi, who regarded the Northeast Army and Zhang Xueliang as the "biggest obstacles", also became active in arming the Outer Mongolian Army.  Coupled with the fact that Kenji Doihara came to the door on his own initiative, the strength of the Outer Mongolian Army expanded like a balloon.  After the acquisition of four Russian-made Type 1900 76.2mm field artillery (see Note 1) artillery battalions and one Japanese-made Type 41 mountain gun, the strength of the Outer Mongolian Army's artillery force has greatly increased.  Even heavy artillery over 100 mm appeared in the equipment sequence. Two Schneider 1910-type 107 mm mountain gun (Note 2) batteries were handed over to the Outer Mongolian Army together with their gunners.  More than 100 barreled artillery pieces, large and small, are lined up, which is quite impressive in terms of scale.  Coupled with the support of the Soviet troops stationed in Mongolia, the firepower preparations before the attack began were fierce and intense.  Smoke and dust filled the Fourth Army's position.  Lots of craters.  Several cavalry and infantry divisions trained/commanded by Soviet advisors also gathered in front of the starting position, preparing to charge.  "Sir, there is an emergency report from the forward position. It was bombarded by the Soviet-Mongolian coalition forces! The scale of the bombardment is not small. There are also a certain number of heavy artillery. The enemy is attacking!" Unable to contain his excitement, a staff officer shouted and reported.  "Finally can't bear it anymore? Confirm the size and attack direction of the Soviet-Mongolian coalition forces as soon as possible, including the aviation fleet. All troops are ready to fight!" Upon hearing the news of the start of the fighting, everyone in the rear command post had different expressions.  The staff officers who had had enough days preparing for the war were excited. Manstein and Konev immediately came to the sand table, while Qin Mo had an expression of "finally here" and breathed a sigh of relief.  "Your Excellency, judging from the intelligence feedback from the front line, the main attack direction has been clear. Our enemies have accumulated a large number of baggage and troops on the front line of Buying City. Judging from the scale of the artillery attack, at least 6 artillery battalions were used to participate in the battle. Again  Coupled with the cavalry and infantry in ground operations, they need a lot of baggage and ammunition to support frontline operations, and relying on the city is undoubtedly the best choice at the moment. Although we don't know the size of the enemy yet, unless the Russians are there.  Transfer the entire Far East Military Region, otherwise they will have to concentrate their efforts on a certain point to make a breakthrough. Spreading limited forces over a long front, especially in offensive operations, is simply an idiotic act!" Manstein!  He crossed his arms and smiled to himself.  "For a frontal breakthrough, if you are not too confident, you are underestimating our combat effectiveness! Since it has already begun, let's do it!" Looking at the situation of the two warring parties on the sand table, Qin Mo hummed and decided.  "Sui~~~tsui~" "Rescue the wounded and restore the fortifications!" "Quick, enter the position immediately and prepare to fight!" After the shelling stopped, the officers whose eardrums were shaken were the first to rush out of the trenches in disgrace.  The copper flute was blown amidst the nauseating smell of sulfur, and a green figure swayed on the battlefield filled with craters.  "Give me a hand and carry the ammunition up! Send two squads to reinforce the third company. Two of their anti-gun holes were blown down!" A captain was suffocated by the smoke and leaned in the trench.  He loosened the discipline button on his training uniform, coughed and gave orders.  The officers and soldiers wearing summer training uniforms emerged from the artillery holes as quickly as they cost, carried their unidentified comrades in the trenches onto stretchers and sent them to the rear, and then shuttled back and forth in the traffic trenches with rifles on their backs.  Plunging into the messy fortifications, the engineer shovel waved up and down to pound the parapet in front of him.  "Ouch~" From the telescope, we could clearly see a group of white men wearing black fur coats holding high the Nagant 1895 revolvers. Shan shouted and stood up first.  Behind him, a group of people wearing brown big-brimmed hatsThe white men kicked and hit them, urging the Outer Mongolian troops beside them to stand up and rush forward in a swarm.  The Mosinagans in their hands were all fixed with bayonets, and they seemed to be infected by the smell of sulfur in the air. Under the cover of Maxim, a group of people walked bigger and bigger, and their roars became louder and louder. Several times  Thousands of people poured towards the position like a wave.  "Check the ammunition and prepare to fight!" The officers were running around in the trenches, checking every fire point, and patting the soldiers on the shoulders from time to time to show encouragement.  Behind them, the regiment's 75mm mountain artillery battalion quickly adjusted the artillery's elevation and azimuth angles based on the shooting parameters mapped before the war, and the loader held the heavy shells and prepared to stuff them into the barrel.  The 82mm mortar assigned to the battalion and company was also ready to fire, with its black muzzle pointed at the open space in front of the position.  "Fire!" "Boom~~~Boom~Boom~~Boom~" Shoot the elements according to the repeated mapping before the war.  The regiment's mountain artillery battalion, which was the core of the firepower, opened fire.  The maximum range of the M-1 75mm mountain gun can reach 8,800 meters, which even exceeds the Schneider 1910 107mm mountain gun in terms of range.  The gun crew, which was full of energy, tilted the ammunition crazily. The thick, short gun body was shaken high off the ground by the recoil, and even the sandbags on the gun hoe trembled.  The hot bullet casings fell to the ground with a clang, clanking against each other.  Coupled with the heavy fire of mortars, the charging wave of people was directly swallowed by the smoke and dust raised by the explosion.  In the fire coverage, the density made up for the lack of accuracy. In the diffuse smoke, red blood mist continued to rise.  Tens of thousands of shrapnel weaved into a dense fire net, and the queue hit by the flying bullets was filled with bloody scenes.  The attacking troops rushed to the trench before they could wait.  He just lay on the ground like cutting wheat.  Thinking about the artillery positions of the Outer Mongolian Army.  After severely suppressing the pace of the attacking troops, the mountain artillery battalion quickly adjusted its shooting at Zhu Yuan based on the observed explosive points.  The artillery shells passed over the heads of the Outer Mongolian troops and began to extend towards the artillery positions behind them, leaving only the mortars in the infantry battalions and companies to continue to maintain suppressive fire.  "Ouch!" He didn't care what the artillery position behind him looked like.  Along the way, the Outer Mongolian army was almost killed every step of the way, leaving corpses all over the ground.  Struggling out from the hail of bullets.  The skirmishing lines were opened wider.  They were driven forward despite the mortar shells that did not explode in the team.  Those new recruits who had just joined the army were covered in blood and smoke.  Zhang Shen, who had long been frightened, started shooting without waiting for the gun to enter the shooting range.  The Soviet adviser wearing a big-brimmed hat waved the revolver in his hand, kicked his big leather boots and tried hard to maintain the formation. After several cuts, the wave of people rushed to the barbed wire fence in one go.  "Da~~~Da~" "Sudden~~~Sudden~" After entering the effective range, taking advantage of the moment when the wave of people stopped in front of the barbed wire, the machine gun that had been dormant for a long time on the position opened fire!  The deputy shooter squatting behind the shield enjoyed listening to the rhythmic clicking sound of the heavy machine gun. The cooling water in the sleeve gurgled and a 200-round bullet chain in his hand was consumed as quickly as water.  The Outer Mongolian troops who plunged headlong into the fire net also fell down like mowing grass amidst the terrifying bursts of fire, with blood and flesh flying everywhere in front of the barbed wire fence.  There was almost no need to deliberately aim. Every short burst of fire could quietly bring down some parts. The barbed wire was soon filled with all kinds of corpses.  The bodies that were shot and fell occasionally detonated landmines between the barbed wire fences, further increasing the casualties and panic.  Without restraint, the Outer Mongolian army, which was originally low in fighting spirit, gradually showed signs of collapse.  While the front lines were in a stalemate, the hunters (snipers) in a two-person sniper team jumped out of the line early.  Heads were happily picked up at the hiding spot. Although the Soviet army had not yet implemented a military rank system, they were sure to target those wearing big-brimmed hats and high leather boots.  "Boom~~~Boom~Boom~~Boom~" "Holy shit, cover up, shelling!" The Soviet officers who directed the battle were killed and wounded in large numbers. Seeing that the offensive was not going smoothly, there were several attacking troops exposed to the firepower net.  signs of collapse.  The artillerymen of the Outer Mongolia Army who were caught in the artillery battle, ignored the falling bullets, turned the muzzle of the guns, and began to use firepower to suppress the firepower points on the position.  Caught off guard, several firepower points on the front were suddenly silenced.  The shrapnel that fell and exploded in the front and rear of the trench directly showered the infantry in the fighting position with a shower of shrapnel.  Maxim's shield can resist shrapnel and stray bullets flying from the front, but it cannot protect the back.  Even with the protection of the back cover, there were still many machine gunners whose backs were smashed by shrapnel, lying silently in a pool of blood.  "Rescue the wounded, call the divisional artillery regiment for reinforcements! Don't stop, smash them down!" the officers yelled the order, facing the rain of bullets whistling past their ears, the rescuers and the soldiers in the fighting position  They rushed forward quickly.  Lifting away the comrades in the pool of blood, he quickly filled them up.  The sound of bursts of automatic weapons continued, and the Outer Mongolian troops in front of the suppressed barbed wire could not lift their heads.Come on.  The suicide squads armed with explosive canisters launched several self-destructive attacks, but to no avail.  Note 1: The 1900/1902 76.2mm field gun has a total combat weight of 1040 kg, a barrel length of 30 times the diameter, and a height and low range of -5~+16 degrees.  When firing a standard 7.45kg grenade, the maximum range is 8,750 meters.  Production continued from 1900/1902 before the Russo-Russian War until after 1930, and was mainly manufactured by the Botilov Factory in Leningrad.  Note 2: The Schneider 1930 107mm mountain gun was introduced on a large scale by the Russian government from Schneider during World War I. It was the first field heavy artillery used by the Soviet army before the outbreak of World War II.  It is divided into two types: cannon and mountain cannon, with a range between 8,000 and 17,450 meters. Production continued until 1940.  ""(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!
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