Dreaming back to 1949, the great powers were there to deceive us

Henry talked with Lao Hu as they walked. They discussed a wide range of topics. Lao Hu even made countless predictions. When these predictions came true one by one, Hu Zhenhua would gain huge reputation.

When the east was getting light, Henry decided to leave Chongming. His identity was too special and must not be exposed.

As they were leaving, Henry asked,

"Hu, what do you think of the battle in Bao'an? Can General Xie hold it?"

Hu Zhenhua sighed and said,

"The gap in power between the two sides is too great. Without strong support, Xie Zhiyu would be in great trouble. This is why I support his use of force to promote talks."

Henry nodded slightly in agreement.

"You're right. There's indeed a huge gap in strength between the two sides. So, what kind of assistance do you think will allow General Xie to defend Bao'an?"

"It's simple. Once he has the ability to take the initiative, defending Baoan shouldn't be a big problem."

Henry smiled and said happily,

"General Xie fought well in last night's battle."

"Really? I'll have to find out more about it later."

……

After Henry left, Lao Hu personally sent him to the airport and gave him a lot of gifts, asking him to pass them on to the White House.

These things are generally not of high value, but they all reflect the spread of American values, and I believe they will definitely influence the cognition of some officials.

Even if you can't influence them, it's always a good idea to be more enthusiastic. After all, you shouldn't hit someone who smiles at you.

Hu Zhenhua hadn't slept all night, but instead of feeling sleepy, he felt particularly energetic. After returning to his bedroom, he instructed Zhuge Lin,

"Henry said Xie Zhiyu fought well. Ask someone to find out more and tell me the details this afternoon. You've been up all night, so go to bed too."

"Yes!"

Although Hu Zhenhua was not sleepy, he still lay on the bed with his eyes closed and tried.

The reason is simple: Lao Hu is afraid of sudden death.

……

The battle Henry was talking about took place yesterday evening.

At five o'clock in Bao'an, the sky turned dark. In another hour, darkness would cover the earth.

At the Jitoushan Command Center, Xie Zhiyu stared at the sand table in front of him, constantly deducing the upcoming battle plan in his mind.

A certain area on the sand table was originally a mountainous area, but now it is an undulating slope with a gentle angle, which is fully capable of supporting the passage of tanks and armored vehicles.

This area has a total area of ​​approximately 40 square kilometers, is about 15 kilometers long and 2-3 kilometers wide.

The two sides engaged in artillery battles for several days, consuming countless artillery shells before they leveled the mountains in the area.

In addition, the area is generally high, so people gave this place an appropriate name: Paohengang.

Chief of Staff Wu Heng instructed the other staff officers in front of the sand table,

"The southern part of Paohengang was completely flattened with bulldozers to be used as the Armored Academy training base. The northern slope was retained and bunkers were built to prevent enemy counterattacks.

Lookouts should be built on the surrounding high ground to prevent enemy scouts from spying.

The interior of the mountain surrounding Paohengang must be completely hollowed out to provide both artillery and air defense, and its space must accommodate all vehicles and personnel.

Wu Heng paused and continued,

"If Paohengang is completely under our control, our artillery positions can be moved 15 kilometers north, allowing us to control parts of Zengcheng. The Artillery Academy is located north of Paohengang. We have limited resources, so our students usually fire their artillery shells at the hilltops during training. If we don't have land, we'll take it from the mountains. I hope everyone can create another Paohengang."

"Yes!"

The Armored Forces Academy and Artillery Academy that Wu Heng mentioned were both recently aided by the United States, and their instructors are retired military personnel from the West.

In addition, Xie Zhiyu also plans to establish an army officer academy.

In fact, grassroots officers in the army have already begun to receive training. War is the best school, and learning war in war is the only way to cultivate excellent commanders.

For example, Su Yu, the military god of our army, suffered repeated setbacks in the early revolutionary struggles, but with the accumulation of military experience, he commanded the Huaye Army and became famous in the Huaihai Campaign.

Xie Zhiyu was still in a daze when Wu Heng suddenly reminded him,

"Commander, it's almost six o'clock!"

Xie Zhiyu checked his watch and saw it was already 5:55. He said calmly,

"Notify Qiu Fu to start on time at 6 o'clock."

"Yes!"

Wu Heng picked up the phone and shouted,

"Armored Battalion, according to Operation Plan Number One, we'll start at 6 o'clock sharp."

A powerful voice came from the receiver.

"Yes! Chief of Staff, just wait and see. If we can't capture the enemy's artillery position, I will be punished by military law!"

"Your fighting spirit is burning! Alright, when you return victorious, the commander and I will celebrate your success!"

At 5:59, at Fenshui Street, Bao'an County, Zhang Keqin, the head of the Bao'an Station of the Bureau of Secrets, stood on the top floor and shouted,

"let's start!"

Several young spies immediately slid kerosene lighters and lit the fireworks on the roof.

Four fire dragons soared up and exploded dozens of meters in the air. A huge ball of fireworks appeared in the air, dazzling and brilliant.

At the same time, countless citizens in Bao'an, Huicheng and Dongguan took to the streets to watch the fireworks show.

The artillery battles in recent days have greatly inspired Zhang Keqin. Regardless of the outcome, the propaganda in daily newspapers is a great victory.

The reactionaries have perfected the art of exaggeration. Killing a few enemies might be described as defeating a part of the enemy and severely damaging their morale.

After all, it's an artillery battle, so it's reasonable to vaporize the enemy.

At exactly six o'clock, Hao Dapao, the company commander of the third company of the armored battalion, took the lead and rushed out at lightning speed in a Sherman tank.

This guy is usually noisy, but he is really brave in battle, and has the style of a famous general in ancient times.

Hao Dapao hummed a little tune while attacking.

"At Changban Bridge, murderous intent arises.

He stood with his gun in hand and his eyes wide open.

A sound like thunder.

Single-handedly defeated Cao's million-strong army."

Hao Dapao was just feeling excited when suddenly the tank passed over the top of the slope, flew more than three meters under the action of inertia, and landed heavily on the ground.

Everyone's buttocks were sore from being shaken.

Hao Dapao cursed,

"Gouzi, can you be more steady, you little bastard? I almost died before I could even accomplish my mission..."

Ma Gouzi ignored him and continued to press the accelerator, charging forward at full speed. His reason was very good. Before the battle, it was you who gave the order, saying that we should charge forward at full speed, and charge forward at full speed again.

The accelerator is under my foot, and I can press it however I want!

Moreover, if we don’t destroy the tanks, how can we get the Americans’ repair lines?

Everyone was in bad luck. They went uphill, jumped, landed, went downhill, and then went uphill again...over and over again.

The American observer Baratu who was accompanying the army vomited his dinner due to the shaking, making the tank feel extremely sour!

"Go (slowly)! Go (slowly)!"

No one listened to him at all. If one person slowed down, it would slow down the entire march.

Seeing that his cries were hopeless, Balatu held on tightly to the handrail and gritted his teeth to persevere.

The main battle tank of the 4rd Armored Company is the Sherman M31.62, weighing tons. The impact of such a big guy falling repeatedly from a height of more than one meter can be imagined.

The M4 was equipped with a Chrysler A1 gasoline engine with 57 kW of power and a top speed of 317 km/h. Now on a hill, the speed dropped to around 47 km/h. This speed wouldn't be worth mentioning on the highway, but now it was life-threatening.

If Balatu had not been wearing a helmet, he would have been killed.

"Hao Dapao is such a lunatic!"

The team leader Hao Dapao was also in a bad mood. After the tank fell again, he cursed,

"Gouzi, could you please just take the accelerator off at the top of the slope? If you keep going like this, our brothers will be fucking disintegrated before we even engage the enemy!"

The main gunner Xie Dou Miao also cursed,

"Damn it! People can handle it, but the shells can't. If they hit two of them, they'll explode!"

He shouted these words, and Ma Gouzi finally listened to his advice and slowed down at the top of the slope. Without the fall from mid-air, everyone felt much better.

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