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Volume One: On the Songhua River Chapter 1840: The Third Cavalry Brigade Got Fat (Part 2)

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    Hearing Commander Sergeyev's roar, a staff officer timidly replied: "Comrade Commander, that is the camp of the 35th Infantry Division. They are being attacked by the enemy! The camp of the 36th Division  Land, on our left."

    Isn't this nonsense? Not even a blind person can see it. The camp of the 35th Infantry Division was already illuminated by fire. Commander Sergeyev then asked angrily: "Where did the enemy appear? What is its number?"  ?¡±

    No one answered him. The battle happened so suddenly that it could only be seen. The camp of the 35th Infantry Division was attacked. It was not clear which regiment it was. What's more, this sudden attack of enemies was  Where is the sacred place?

    "Ding, ring, ring," the phone in the tent rang rapidly. Commander Sergeyev rushed back to the tent and picked up the phone. A panicked voice came from the other end of the phone, "Yes."  Commander? I am Colonel Peter Locke, commander of the 35th Division. Five campsites of our division were raided. The numbers of the enemy troops are unknown, but they are all cavalry. The troops are in great confusion. We are asking for reinforcements!"

    Commander Sergeyev was about to ask a question when suddenly there was a violent explosion on the other end of the phone, followed by the screams of Division Commander Petrok. Then, the phone call stopped abruptly, leaving only the electric "  "Squeak" sound.

    Commander Sergeyev held the phone in a daze, and it took him a long time to realize that even the headquarters of the 35th Division had been attacked. How many enemies were there?  Are they all cavalry, the enemies that emerged from there?

    Putting down the phone, Commander Sergeyev picked up another phone and said, "I am Commander Sergeyev, ordering your Thirty-sixth Division to immediately reinforce the Thirty-fifth Division with all your strength.  !¡±

    Put down the phone.  Commander Sergeyev secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, the distance between the two divisions was only ten kilometers away. As long as the 35th Division held on for thirty minutes, it could trap the enemy in a sneak attack.  The two divisions combined together have nearly 30,000 troops. Don¡¯t you believe that these sneak attack cavalry can¡¯t be left behind?

    The idea is good, and the response is timely. At normal speed, it is ten kilometers away.  Well-trained soldiers can arrive with a quick march, but Commander Sergeyev forgot that from the sudden outbreak of the battle to the time he gave the reinforcement order to the 36th Division.  More than ten minutes had passed. In addition, the soldiers of the Thirty-sixth Division were in their sleep and hurriedly gathered to march again. This would delay another ten minutes, the thirty minutes of golden time he had envisioned.  It has passed.

    I'm afraid that when more than 10,000 soldiers of the Thirty-sixth Division arrived panting, the enemy had already disappeared, leaving only corpses for their comrades to collect. It can be seen that Zeng Shiqiang's attack time was quite long.  Precision and sophistication have captured all the reactions of the Soviet commanders.  All taken into account!

    The end of the battle was as sudden as it happened, coming and going like the wind. Soon, there was the sound of gunfire in the direction of the 35th Division's camp.  The explosions of mortar shells and grenades gradually became sparse, and the thunderous sound of horse hooves also gradually faded away. All that remained in Commander Sergeyev's sight were the burning fire and the chaotic shouts of the soldiers.  There are also soldiers who return gunfire in an unorganized and aimless manner.

    Commander Sergeyev knew that the battle was over. The enemy troops who made a sneak attack bit the Thirty-fifth Division hard and cunningly withdrew from the battlefield without even giving himself a chance to retaliate.

    A few minutes later, the car in which the senior colonel of the 36th Infantry Division was riding came at a lightning speed and arrived in front of the coordinator commander. The division commander jumped out of the car and said, "Report to Comrade Commander, the 36th Infantry Division has been ordered to rush  Arrived, the troops have formed an offensive formation, please give instructions from the commander!"

    The 36th Infantry Division arrived very quickly, but in the eyes of Commander Sergeyev, it was still extremely slow. When he heard the division commander's report, he turned around, glared at the division commander, and shouted: "  The action was slow and the rescue arrived late. Comrade Division Commander, by the time your troops arrived, the enemy who attacked us would have already fled away! We only arrived now. Are your troops here to put out the fire? "

    The commander of the 36th Infantry Division felt aggrieved. From receiving the order to arriving at the 35th Division's camp, it took less than thirty minutes. This was already the fastest speed. Why, Comrade Commander?  , still not satisfied?

    After venting the unknown fire, Commander Sergeyev ordered: "Staff Office, go to the 35th Division to learn about the casualties and losses. The 36th Division returns to the Harajuku camp!"

    The commander of the Thirty-sixth Division felt dizzy and was so angry that he almost burst out on the spot, "What the hell are you doing? I brought more than 10,000 soldiers with me. I was so tired that I almost vomited blood. I worked my butt off to get here. Oh, just one sentence,  If we don¡¯t have anything to do, where can we get some explanation?¡±

    "However, I didn't dare to disobey the commander's order. Looking at the comrade commander's face, he looked like pig liver. It was obvious that he was on the verge of a complete explosion. It was better to leave early to avoid unnecessary trouble."After the ceremony, the division commander led his troops back home dejectedly.

    The sky was slightly bright, and the dawn wind blew on his face, bringing a chill to his face. Commander Sergeyev stood motionless in front of the military tent. He had maintained this posture for several hours.  No one among the dozen or so staff officers and guards around him dared to disturb him, nor did they dare to persuade the comrade commander to rest.

    There was a sound of a car engine, and the director of the military staff department who went to the 35th Division to understand the situation came back. Looking at the ugly faces of his subordinates, Commander Sergeyev knew that what he brought back was definitely not good news.  !

    The director of the Staff Office came closer and said: "Commander, the statistics of casualties and losses of the 35th Division have been completed. This is a specific list. Please take a look!"

    Commander Sergeyev waved his hand and squeezed out one word from his throat: "Read!"

    The Director of the Staff Office read: "At about 1:30 this morning, the camp of our 35th Division was attacked by enemy forces. The camps of the three regiments, division headquarters, and logistics troops were attacked nowhere.  , the battle ended thirty minutes later. The 35th Division had more than 2,800 casualties, officers and soldiers, and more than 2,200 casualties. The division commander, Colonel Peter Locke, was killed. The division's logistics supplies, ammunition, and convoys were all  destroyed."

    "Based on the corpses of the enemy soldiers left at the scene, the enemy troops who attacked the 35th Division were from the Outer Mongolia Border Guards of the ** Division, designated as the 3rd Cavalry Brigade, Commander, this is the situation."

    Commander Sergeyev's cheek twitched unconsciously, and he gritted his teeth and asked: "The number of casualties of the enemy's sneak attack?"

    The director of the Staff Department swallowed his saliva and replied with some difficulty: "After counting the corpses of enemy soldiers on the battlefield, the number of enemy casualties was 105. There was not a single wounded soldier, and not a single prisoner was captured. That is,  There is no way to determine the enemy¡¯s retreat direction!¡±

    Commander Sergeyev's body shook, and his head was "buzzing", "In just thirty minutes of fighting, the casualties of the Thirty-fifth Division were so many, and the ratio of casualties to the enemy was as high as nearly three  A ratio of ten to one, what kind of battle is this? It¡¯s not the most serious. Compared to the 35th Division with 13,000 people, it¡¯s just a scratch.¡±

    "What's more serious is that all their ammunition and supplies have been destroyed and must be replenished immediately. Otherwise, before they wait for Khovd, the soldiers will starve to death on the road. This will inevitably make them angry just looking at it.  Trembling, dealing with General Kulykin, the commander of the military region, will inevitably result in another scolding, oh, there is nothing we can do about it!" he thought in distress.

    Commander Sergeyev said to the head of the Communications Department beside him: "Send a telegram to Commander Kulykin. The 35th Division of our Third Army was suddenly attacked by the Outer Mongolia Border Guards of the ** Division in the early hours of this morning.  , the attack by three cavalry brigades resulted in minor casualties and more than a thousand enemy soldiers were killed. However, it was very unfortunate that all logistics supplies, ammunition, and transport vehicles were destroyed. We requested the Military Region Logistics Department to provide supplies as soon as possible.  Otherwise, it will affect the marching speed of the troops!"

    Commander Sergeyev, you must say this, otherwise, if you report it truthfully, what will happen? Commander Kulykin's first sentence will be to ask, a cavalry brigade of the ** Division is only five or six thousand people at best.  People and horses, and the two infantry divisions of the Third Army, with a strength of nearly 30,000 people, were easily defeated by others. They still had the nerve to ask for supplies and ammunition, so they might as well hang themselves from a tree!

    Therefore, Commander Sergeyev would rather exaggerate the enemy's strength and the number of enemy annihilations than give Commander Kulykin an excuse to ridicule and ridicule himself. As for whether such a report will mislead the military district commander  He hoped that this would be the case, and it would be best to send two or three more divisions to prevent the Third Army from being weak and marching westward alone.

    At around four o'clock in the morning on September 21, in Jirengaol, 30 kilometers north of Urigentala, Major General Zeng Shiqiang, commander of the 3rd Cavalry Brigade, reined in his horse and stood on a high hill, holding up a telescope.  , kept looking to the southwest. In his telephoto lens, a group of cavalry appeared from time to time, coming at lightning speed.

    After the cavalry passed by, there would be a cavalry correspondent, Pegasus running up the hill, loudly reporting: "Report to the brigade commander, the third battalion of the first regiment has returned!" "Report to the brigade commander, the first battalion of the second regiment has returned!" "Report to the brigade!  Commander, the third battalion of the third regiment is back!"  .  .  .  .  .  , cavalry correspondents kept flying over, reporting the same situation. Every time he heard a report, Zeng Shiqiang's face would show a happy smile.

    The three regiments that participated in the raid, totaling nine battalions, plus the brigade-directed guard company, communications company, and mortar company, have all successfully returned to the group and arrived at Jiren Gaol, the assembly point. In addition to the brigade headquarters reconnaissance company, because  The reconnaissance company also has the task of continuing to monitor the Soviet army.

    Although this mission is very dangerous, who knows, I will receive a blow in the head.?The Soviet army will be frantically searching for the whereabouts of the 3rd Cavalry Brigade, but that is the task of the reconnaissance company. After the last cavalry correspondent completed the report, Zeng Shiqiang faced the northern grasslands of Outer Mongolia, the clear morning breeze, and looked up to the sky.  laugh!

    (To be continued)
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