Contrary to Gangcun Ningci's expectations, when the armored troops of "unknown origin" advanced to the vicinity of Zhangjiakou, the speed of their advance gradually slowed down.

A few days later, the information of the 200th Division appeared in the newspapers of Yanzhou.

CPC members with experience in the united front found that the CPC's title of "warlord leader Ma Xuanzhong" had also changed and he had become a "patriotic general."

When Jiang Ruiyuan saw the report of the Chinese Communist Party, his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted......

Three days later, Ma Xuanzhong's family history appeared in major newspapers across the country. Subsequently, Ma Xuanzhong telegraphed the whole country, admitting that he was a member of the Yanhuang Guangfu Society, and announced the code name of the troops under his command who participated in the Battle of Jinling: Impermanence.

For a time, the undercurrent of the whole country surged......

After making a big phone call, Gangcun Ningci suddenly discovered that there was very little information about Ma Xuanzhong in the special high class, and he didn't know anything about the three provinces of Qingxing and Gan under Ma Xuanzhong's rule......

Just when Gangcun Ningci had a headache, the base camp sent another telegram: Block the 200th Division north of Yanshan at all costs!

In the huge underground fortifications near Jiuquan Airport, Ma Xuanzhong smiled and watched the conspicuous red dots on the big screen, moving little by little on the vast grasslands of Menggu.

"Commander, this little devil's appetite is big enough, and he still wants to make a big detour."

"The little devil has no choice now, either he will fight hard and consume the armored troops in his hand, or he will sneak attack from behind, and then fight to the end." As he spoke, Ma Xuanzhong pointed to the red dot, "Zoom in, let me see where the little devil got his confidence?" ”

The operator clicked on the keyboard a few times, and a satellite photograph with only the outline could be distinguished, appeared on the large screen.

Looking at the familiar appearance of the Tiger tank, Ma Xuanzhong nodded: "Sure enough, it's the handiwork of the mustache!" ”

"Commander, the Far Eastern Military District of the North Soviet Union has been hollowed out, and at the current pace of the Japanese army's march, it will soon be able to occupy Irkutsk, and when the time comes, the Japanese army will be able to continuously advance westward along the Trans-Siberian Railway."

"But," the staff officer pointed to the railway line on the big screen, "why didn't the North Soviet Union cut the railway line?" ”

"The Trans-Siberian Railway is the last passage for US aid, and the North Soviet Union will not cut it off easily" Ma Xuanzhong smiled, "However, I am waiting for Stalin to beg me to cut off the railway line!" ”

Hearing Ma Xuanzhong's bold words, the staff officer smiled, and just wanted to refute, but he was immediately stunned, and looked at Ma Xuanzhong with some surprise: "Commander, do you mean that in order to seize control of Europe with the Anglo-American coalition forces that have landed in Italy, Stalin will also be appeased?" ”

"That's right," Ma Xuanzhong smiled, "Stalin is still quite shrewd, give up Menggu for the time being, and wait for the division of the industrially developed Eastern European region, and then turn around to deal with us." ”

"Then we ...... it"

"One yard to one yard, when he finishes dividing Europe, he will find that the world has changed." Ma Xuanzhong smiled, "When the Japanese army occupies Irkutsk, send a telegram to the North Soviet side to inform the Japanese army of the progress of the march." ”

The staff officer smiled and knew that his commander had such a bad taste, but he couldn't understand it: why didn't the North Soviet Union directly transfer the land to the Qinghai side, and then let his own family fight with the Japanese army?

Ma Xuanzhong looked at the staff officer who was looking at the studious staff and smiled: "I thought you weren't curious?" On this point, the West pays attention to the spirit of contract, if it falls on paper, even if

In the future, if they have the ability to recover it, it will also be a bad debt, and the legacy will be endless. ”

"Oh!"

Ma Xuanzhong sighed and looked at the little staff officer: "Are you interested in diplomatic things?" ”

"Commander, listening to your tone, it seems like you want to explain the future?"

"Don't be poor, in November, come with me to Tehran, let's go and meet the giants for a while."

"This one can be!"

Although the Battle of Kursk came to an end, the North Soviet side did not achieve the expected results, and the situation gradually developed in an unfavorable direction for the North Soviet Union: when the Battle of Kursk was in full swing, Stalin's only son Yakov died in a German prison; A few days later, the Germans revealed the truth about the Katyn Forest massacre......

Now, the little bean in the east has been bewitched by the mustache again, and has gone all the way to the west......

Stalin sighed and looked at Molotov, who was bowing his head: "Send a telegram to that Ma Xuanzhong and ask him to cut off the Trans-Siberian Railway." ”

"Chairman, this ......"

Stalin waved his hand: "This is Comrade Zhukov's suggestion, Europe is our main battlefield, there is no need to waste too many troops on the Japanese." As for the Huaxia people who are clamoring to regain the lost territory, let him be proud for a while! ”

Seeing that Stalin's face was a little displeased, Molotov quickly nodded and exited the room......

Just a day later, Stalin received urgent information from the Ministry of Internal Affairs: the section of the Trans-Siberian Railway from Krasnovodsk to Irkutsk had been completely blown up by Ma Xuanzhong's air force; Ma Xuanzhong's people didn't even let go of the roadbed......

Looking at the information, Stalin's heart thumped, and he had an ominous premonition.

Stalin did not expect that if he was careless, the North Soviet Union would be completely insulated from the ice-free port in the Pacific Ocean, Vladivostok......

Contrary to Ma Xuanzhong's expectations, after the Siberian Railway was cut off, the resistance of the Far Eastern Military Region of the North Soviet Union and the Menggu army weakened all of a sudden......

After receiving the news that the main force of the North Soviet Far Eastern Military Region had been annihilated, Ma Xuanzhong boarded the command vehicle in Hami.

The ten main divisions of the 82nd Army, which had assembled in Hami, went all the way north to the Tangnu Ulianghai......

A week later, Ma Xuanzhong once again stood on the land of Tangnu Ulianghai......

Looking at the sparkling Sugulbo Lake not far away, Ma Xuanzhong patted Zhao Wuxie's shoulder: "Since you can't keep your heart, then keep what belongs to this land." I'll be here from Hotan to transfer two Jewish mixers here to cooperate with your work, and don't leave anything behind. ”

Zhao Wuxian nodded heavily: "Since this place has been the land of Huaxia since ancient times, then let him belong to Huaxia forever!" ”

When the fangs of the 82nd Group Army were completely exposed, everyone in the world was shocked by the blood on the fangs that could not be dissolved......

The dense defensive line of the 400,000-strong army of the Kwantung Army, which had a superior strength, completely collapsed after only three days of support under the coordinated attack of the 82nd Group Army on air and ground......

The Tiger tank, the sharp weapon of the mustache, knelt directly in front of the depleted uranium shell-piercing shells equipped by the 82nd Group Army: the Tiger rolled armor of more than 100 millimeters of alloy steel was as soft as butter in front of the high-density and high-hardness depleted uranium.

However, the 88-mm "thin tube" shells fired by the Tiger could only leave a shallow mark on the surface of the light tanks equipped by the 82nd Group Army, and they "fled with their faces......

In the post-war statistics, the title of "10,000 beheadings" with the most enemy annihilation did not fall on the heads of tanks or self-propelled howitzers, but was won by the air force fire support aircraft that "played soy sauce".