When Qi Rui woke up, the sky was slightly bright. A few of his comrades were huddled together, using a single military blanket. There were two layers on the floor of the car and two layers on their bodies. In an environment of less than ten degrees Celsius, the sleeping bag was lined with a layer of cashmere. It felt warm and dry.
There was already movement outside, the sound of a truck engine and the smell of cooking smoke. Even though the sound of the rain hitting the car shed meant that it would still be a rainy day, the camp was still active as usual.
Qi Rui didn't have the habit of staying in bed. After waking up, he climbed out of the sleeping bag. As soon as he jumped out of the car, he saw the deputy commander on night shift, Qian Duoduo, coming up to him. "Political Commissar, Wu Chaoyang brought a platoon of troops to the front."
When Wu Chaoyang set off, the sky was still dark, but it didn't affect the motorized infantry's progress. Yesterday, when they were resting, the engineers had gone ahead to explore the path. The Americas were very desolate. The existing roads were originally made by the wheels of the pioneers' carts. Finding a new road was the most inefficient method. The engineers walked more than ten kilometers in the rain before coming back and leaving a road sign by the side of the road.
Seeing the road sign, Wu Chaoyang felt sincere admiration. It was a wooden board, and one side of the road was smeared with silver powder. Of course, it couldn't be seen clearly in the dark, but when the headlights were used, it immediately reflected bright light. After passing through more than ten of these road signs, Wu Chaoyang found a problem. As long as the soldiers saw these road signs, they would start to turn. Moreover, they could always find the right direction.
"What's going on?" When the soldiers started to walk on a straighter road, Wu Chaoyang couldn't help but ask.
"The road sign appears on the right, and the angle is to the left. It's telling us to turn left. The road sign appears on the left, and the angle is to the right. It's telling us not to go to the left, but to turn right. "The soldiers were already relatively experienced, so they answered casually.
Just this sentence alone made Wu Chaoyang, who was a cavalryman, feel that the soldiers were really technical troops. They were so particular about the road sign. However, Wu Chaoyang didn't praise them so frankly. He asked, "How do you know which poles won't be pulled out?"
"There are rules about how far to put poles in. If you can't see them, then you have to be very careful, "the soldier replied.
Wu Chaoyang was speechless. He only considered the pole's guiding function and ignored the warning function of the pole.
By the time the sky brightened, the cavalrymen had already lined up in a scouting formation on the road that spanned more than ten kilometers. The silhouettes of the cavalrymen could be vaguely seen through the binoculars. When the horses were inspected, Wu Chaoyang hoped that they could complete the march in two or three days. His beloved colt was a purplish-red horse with a white star on its forehead. Because they had a military kitchen pulled by a truck, there was no shortage of cooking utensils. Other than boiling water to drink, the horses could be used to wash them. could be. Even. Even., the horse had this. The horse had the horses, and they had had, and it.. . and the horse. and, and the horse, it, the horse.... and horse.
The winter was too. The cold, or, or, and.. It. It. It., and it...... Wu Chaoyang took off his raincoat and put it on the horse. Then, he leaned against the horse and lit a cigarette. Wu Chaoyang could feel the strong muscles under his horse's skin. He could feel the heat coming from the horse. Wu Chaoyang looked at the cars. They didn't care about the mud and stains on the cars. Wu Chaoyang suddenly felt that the world was changing too fast. After more than twenty years, the Liberation Army had finally established a system for the cultivation of improved breeds. Before they had the time to prove the great power of the cavalry through a large-scale war, the cavalry was already on the verge of being eliminated by four-wheeled cars.
The motorized infantrymen had their breakfast. They rested for a while before getting on the car. This was their experience. After getting on the car, Qi Rui was happy. The cavalry could increase the speed of the motorized infantrymen by a lot. Most importantly, if they could maintain a distance of 40 kilometers, they would reach the border between the mountains and the plains in two days. Then, the 23rd division would be able to cleanse the plains. With such a large piece of plain as their base, the Rehabilitation Army would have a stable rear for their upcoming war operations. The earlier they completed this mission, the earlier Qi Rui could bring the motorized infantrymen back to Xinxiang. When spring arrived in April, the motorized infantrymen division or even a motorized infantrymen division would be able to attack the Great Lakes. The motorized infantrymen's combat strength was much stronger than they had initially imagined.
Their speed was similar to what Qi Rui had expected. They traveled 30 kilometers in one morning. The mountains in the distance were more visible. The weather in the mountains changed too quickly. Looking at the plains, the entire area was still covered by rain and clouds. The sky in the mountains was actually sunny. Half of it was dark clouds, and the other half was a blue sky dotted with white clouds. The sunlight slanted down from the intersection of the two, leaving countless visible traces in the sky that was half cloud and half rain, as if countless beams of light were falling from the sky.
Under the thousands of beams of light, hundreds of war horses galloped across the wet plains.
Qi Rui rubbed his eyes and hurriedly raised his binoculars. That's right. Hundreds of horses and riders were charging over from the direction of the mountains like a flood. From their attire and the flag that the flag bearer was holding, it was obvious that they were the American cavalry. Facing such a flood, the China cavalry at the front turned around and retreated.
Putting down his binoculars, Qi Rui gave Wu Chaoyang a thumbs up in his heart. He needed to escape as soon as possible. Facing an ambush from an enemy with an advantage, it was indeed tragic and stupid to charge forward and sacrifice one's life. In theory, there were no stupid people in the Liberation Army, especially not stupid commanders. The reason why Qi Rui had such a thought was because he was worried. Wu Chaoyang's resistance towards the motorized infantrymen had distorted his judgment of the situation. Seeing that Wu Chaoyang didn't make a wrong judgment because of his personal beliefs, Qi Rui finally relaxed. When the motorized infantrymen were fighting, they didn't want to see their own people in front of the enemy.
A motorized infantry regiment had 1,500 people, and these people and equipment were transported by 200 trucks. Such a fleet of trucks could travel two kilometers in a row. Seeing that the battle was about to begin, the trucks responsible for delivering messages fired two green and one red signal flares early or late. Under the gloomy sky, these signal flares tore through the darkness. It gave people an inexplicable strange feeling.
Some trucks stopped on the side of the road that didn't obstruct traffic. The infantrymen threw off their ponchos, buckled on their helmets, carried their combat backpacks, and carried their rifles. Under the leadership of the squad leader, they quickly rushed to the frontline in a column formation. The trucks that dragged heavy weapons followed the road that the other trucks cleared and gathered at the frontline at full speed.
The artillery commanders let the soldiers wave the signal flags and directed the artillery to gather in a more suitable area. The trucks that dragged the heavy machine guns went straight to the frontline. Before the enemy could attack the troops, the trucks struggled to cross the muddy water so that the heavy machine guns installed on the chassis could have the largest shooting angle.
On the muddy ground, the running of the horses was limited. Because of this, the horses of the Chinese cavalry were far more capable than the mounts of the US cavalry. The distance between the two sides was originally more than 200 meters, but after the Chinese cavalry crossed the two to three kilometers, the gap between the two sides was widened to 300 meters.
Before Wu Chaoyang passed by the motorized infantrymen's defensive position, he turned his head to look at the enemy behind him. He felt quite disappointed. Perhaps because they were in a safe area, Wu Chaoyang felt that he should slow down and let the enemy get closer. This way, it would make it easier for the motorized infantrymen's heavy machine guns to display their power. However, this was the first time in Wu Chaoyang's life that he was chased so fiercely by the enemy. Moreover, the enemy kept shooting at Wu Chaoyang and the others. Wu Chaoyang deeply felt the fear. When he retreated in front of the enemy, he hated the fact that the horses couldn't run fast enough.
Wu Chaoyang turned his head and saw Ma Xiaoming standing behind the machine gun position without a raincoat. He was giving Wu Chaoyang and the others a thumbs up. From Ma Xiaoming's expression, Wu Chaoyang didn't see the slightest hint of mockery.
The motorized infantry regiment was a reinforced regiment. Not only were the infantrymen rushing to the frontline, but the cavalry battalion that reinforced the motorized infantry regiment was also quickly catching up. In the process of running, the infantrymen of the two battalions gradually gathered according to their respective companies. It seemed that they were going to reinforce the machine gun position. The cavalry battalion, on the other hand, drove their horses forward slowly. They didn't fight with the infantrymen and were also warming up so that they could enter the battle at any time.
Wu Chaoyang and the others who retreated also slowed down. Wu Chaoyang pulled out his saber and raised it high, drawing a circle in the air. Under this command, the cavalry platoon also slowed down and began to prepare for the military maneuver of turning around.
Just as Wu Chaoyang was about to turn his horse around, the entire line of defense formed by the heavy machine guns began to fire fiercely. Wu Chaoyang turned his horse around and saw that in less than a minute, the heavy machine guns that were still covered with canvas when Wu Chaoyang passed by had their canvas covers removed. The machine gunners operated the machine guns and fired fiercely at the US cavalry more than a hundred meters away. Just as the machine guns cut down rows of US cavalry like cutting rice, the artillery began to fire fiercely at a further distance.
At close range, the machine guns fired and the artillery bombarded. In an instant, the US cavalry was covered under the firepower of the motorized infantry regiment. Wu Chaoyang only felt that his horse was nervous. He quickly comforted his beloved horse. From the corner of his eye, he saw that the motorized infantry did not stop fighting. Seven or eight trucks continued to move along the road that was relatively far away from the battlefield. At the front were three trucks dragging heavy machine guns. Following them were four or five trucks stuffed with soldiers. Judging from the direction they were moving in, this motorized unit was going to implement a strategy to outflank or at least block the US cavalry's escape route from the left flank of China.
At this moment, an infantryman ran in front of Wu Chaoyang and shouted, "Commander Wu, the regiment commander ordered you to attack from the right flank and outflank the enemy. Don't let them escape!"
"Cavalry, all of you!" Wu Chaoyang shouted in a loud voice unique to cavalry officers. "Turn right! Move out! "
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