Chapter 279 Is this the Persian Army? No, this is the Turkish Army! (First update!)

The person who was most uncomfortable with Du Yuming's transformation should be Zheng Dongguo.

He also didn't expect Du Yuming to have changed so much.

You know, in his impression, Du Yuming has always been an honest man.

He didn't expect that she would start to play tricks on him now, which was really beyond his expectation.

At this moment, the communications staff officer held up another telegram and spoke nervously.

"Sir, this is a telegram from the British commander. He hopes we can overcome the difficulties and launch an attack as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Du Yuming showed a puzzled expression on his face.

Logically speaking, since I was the one who rejected them, the British army should not send me any more telegrams.

Why did you send yourself a telegram again?
"What's the matter?" Du Yuming asked casually after taking the telegram.

"It is said that Japanese reinforcements have arrived in India, and the British army is now completely panicked." The communications staff explained.

Hearing this, several people looked at each other.

If that's the case, then it's really a big deal.

"I understand. Call Admiral Wavell back and tell him that we know and we are discussing the battle plan. Once the battle plan is completed, we will send troops." Du Yuming's ability to tell lies is now very fluent.

"Yes." The communications staff nodded.

Zheng Dongguo looked at Du Yuming in confusion, as if asking, are you really going to send troops?
"Let's discuss countermeasures first and how to send troops." Du Yuming scratched his head and felt that he couldn't be too perfunctory this time. At least the plan had to be more realistic so that the British army could feel his sincerity.

.........

On the other side, Admiral Wavell looked at the telegram in his hand, his brows furrowed, and his original expression was no longer recognizable.

He has been worried sick during this period of time.

It was hoped that Montgomery would agree to his request and send Sir Somerville's naval fleet to the Indian Ocean to support him.

The best thing would be to transport a group of troops to the rear of the Japanese army and then destroy the Japanese army's logistical supply lines.

The results of it?
Montgomery rejected his request outright.

And ordered Sir Somerville to dredge the canal as soon as possible.

Now, his hope was completely gone.

Do you want to rely on your own men to stop the Japanese attack?
This is simply not possible.

The British troops who withdrew from Burma were no match for the Japanese army.

Or perhaps they had already been frightened by the Japanese army.

This emotion is contagious, and now the entire army has an inexplicable fear of the Japanese army.

There are only two options before him now. The first is to urge the expeditionary force to set off as soon as possible.

However, the expeditionary force rejected his request several times due to insufficient supplies.

It made him extremely annoyed, but he could do nothing about it.

Because they really have no supplies.

Stilwell has already proved this.

So, he didn't have any better solution.

But now that the Japanese reinforcements had arrived, he could only grit his teeth and hope that the expeditionary force would set off as soon as possible.

As for the lack of supplies, he also promised to replenish them.

The results of it?
The telegram sent by Du Yuming left him speechless.

"Do we really have to mobilize the Afghan troops?" Admiral Wavell murmured.

The troops stationed here are definitely elite. If they are transferred to Tianzhu, they should be able to stop the Japanese attack.

But once the troops there are mobilized, the local natives will definitely revolt.

By then, you will really be picking up watermelons and losing sesame seeds.

For a moment, Admiral Wavell was also a little worried.

"Admiral Wavell, we need to make a decision." The adjutant looked at Admiral Wavell's hesitation and spoke.

"Let me think about it." Admiral Wavell said.

"Admiral Wavell, we don't have much time left. Now it's not just the Japanese problem. The Soviets in the north have occupied a lot of Persian territory. Their greed will speed up their offensive. We must solve the problem of India as soon as possible so that we can mobilize more troops to stop them from moving south."

"Don't forget, they are deeply involved with our territorial issues in Afghanistan." The adjutant's words made Admiral Wavell completely silent.

"I understand." Admiral Wavell nodded. It seemed that there was really no better way, and they could only call on the troops stationed in Afghanistan.

In fact, the Soviet offensive was far more fierce than they had imagined.

On the other side, in the mountainous area of ​​northern Persia, the Soviet vanguard was resting in the trenches.

After advancing all day, at night, the Soviet troops finally could not bear it anymore and began to go into their positions to sleep.

Of course, the Soviet army, which had long been tempered by war, was no longer the same Soviet army as before.

For example, at this time, two Soviet soldiers were on guard at the position.

But standing guard was boring, so the two of them started chatting for a while.

"Isn't this a British colony? If we go south, will it cause dissatisfaction among the British? After all, they are our allies."

"Tsk, so what if we're allies? This was our colony as well. It was the greedy British army that took away our colony. Didn't you see that we have troops stationed in their capital?" The sergeant next to him felt that his comrade's idea was problematic.

"Yes, you are right. Moreover, these people have no fighting ability at all. They are not able to withstand a fight at all. Compared with the German army, they are far inferior."

"Yeah, they all ran away before there was much gunfire."

"Their weapons are pretty good, actually American equipment. It's beyond our expectations. At least their firepower is not inferior to ours."

"So what? If you don't have the fighting ability, everything will be in vain."

The conversation between the two people was full of sarcasm.

To put it bluntly, they look down on these Persian natives.

They believed that they did not deserve such good land and access to the sea.

"I don't know where they got these weapons from." another soldier sighed.

"It must be supported by the Americans. After all, only they can produce so many weapons and equipment." The sergeant said seriously.

Soon, as the two of them were chatting, snoring sounds began to be heard.

After all, you're tired after a day's work and have to stand guard at night, so it's easy to fall asleep while standing.

Even dreaming.

Unfortunately, before the curtain of this dream even began, I vaguely heard a strange sound.

Immediately afterwards, several huge explosions sounded around them, and the Soviet soldiers in the position were so frightened that they quickly got up.

Many Soviet soldiers who were stunned by the explosion looked at their comrades running around in confusion.

"Asshole, asshole, stop being confused."

"Stand up immediately and get dressed, the enemy is attacking by surprise."

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, it's artillery bombardment, it's artillery bombardment."

At this time, the entire position was in chaos. After hearing the sound, some Soviet soldiers who were lightly asleep immediately got up, touched the weapons beside them, and prepared to open fire.

"Don't panic, don't get confused, hold your ground, don't get confused."

These words were said to the panicked recruits.

Because these panicked recruits started shooting indiscriminately.

This is understandable, after all, it is easy to blow up the camp at night. More importantly, firing will expose their coordinates.

At this time, there were still very few veterans in the Soviet army.

After several large-scale battles, the veterans had long been lost. How could there be so many veterans still active on the battlefield?

Therefore, most of the Soviet troops responsible for attacking Persia were new recruits. Their military quality was many times better than that of the Persian army, but when they really faced the enemy attack, they were still a little panicked.

At this time, we can only rely on these backbones to stabilize the hearts of the new recruits.

"Don't shoot randomly, don't shoot randomly. The enemy hasn't come up yet. You are wasting bullets. Hide quickly and avoid the shelling." An old Soviet soldier shouted loudly.

In fact, all these Soviet recruits knew it, but there was nothing they could do. In such a chaotic environment, they had to shoot only to prove that they were still resisting and not lambs to be slaughtered. However, the comfort of these veterans was still somewhat useful.

Especially those officers in charge of political education, with their comfort, the emotions of the recruits immediately stabilized.

They began to enter the positions in an orderly manner, ready to face the enemy at any time.

"Don't panic. The Persian army on the opposite side is not very strong and will stop shelling soon." A Soviet officer made a judgment based on his own experience.

Unfortunately, they failed this time because shells were constantly pouring down on the position, and the Soviet commander, Colonel Ivanov, became increasingly restless.

"Aren't these too many shells?" Colonel Ivanov murmured.

According to his understanding, the Persian army should not have so many artillery pieces.

But, this shelling has been going on for about twenty minutes, right?

Logically speaking, the intensity of the bombardment would decrease towards the end.

But now there is obviously no intention to lower it.

In other words, the number of artillery pieces in the Persian army far exceeded his imagination.

It’s not finished yet?

Didn’t they say they couldn’t get supplies?

Where did so many shells come from?

Could it really be supported by the US military?
It shouldn’t be!

Wasn't the canal cut off?
It shouldn’t be that easy to deliver the supplements, right?
"Commander, something is wrong. Logically, how could they have so many artillery shells?" An experienced Soviet veteran immediately noticed that something was wrong and said to his superior.

Hearing this, Major Ivanov nodded. He was not a fool.

"Well, something is indeed wrong. How come they have so many shells? Could it be that their reinforcements have arrived?"

"impossible."

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Ivanov dismissed it.

This is absolutely impossible.

Because the reconnaissance planes had only conducted reconnaissance during the day, no reinforcements had arrived from the rear, and occasionally some small forces were detected, which were guerrillas composed of local indigenous people.

The Soviet army would not care about such a small force at all.

Now the Soviet army is divided into two parts, one part continues to move south to occupy the legendary oil field.

The other part was to capture the capital of Persia.

Force Persia to sign a series of treaties, so that their move southward would become legal.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain to the Allied forces.

"It shouldn't be reinforcements. Are they going to launch a general attack and fight us?" The Soviet veteran continued in a deep voice.

It has to be said that after fighting with the German army, the Soviet army's military quality has indeed improved a lot.

These veterans can calmly analyze the current battle situation at critical moments.

If they were given more time, the Soviet army's combat effectiveness would probably be raised to a higher level.

No wonder people say that the Soviet Army is particularly suitable for fighting bad wars

The worse the battle!
The better the Soviets fought.

And they can rise from bad battles.

"It's possible..." Colonel Ivanov also felt that this might be a counterattack by the enemy.

But it’s dark now and we can’t tell where the enemy is.

So we have to keep holding on, and when these shells have been used up, we can launch a counterattack and wipe out the enemy completely.

Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that the troops they had scouted during the day were not indigenous guerrillas at all.

But fully armed Turkish troops.

Yes!

Ever since the Turkish Air Force bombed the Soviet Baku oil fields.

They felt that since they had already started, they would naturally have to send out the army as well.

In addition, the United Kingdom, the United States and Germany are surprisingly unanimous in supporting Turkey.

So, a batch of German equipment fell into the hands of Türkiye.

After receiving this batch of German equipment, the Turkish army immediately changed its equipment.

60 mortars were distributed to company-level units, as well as recoilless rifles, anti-tank guns, and so on.

It can be said that this time the Turkish army tried every possible means to deal with the Soviet army.

It is no exaggeration to say that they are armed to the teeth.

After bombarding for about half an hour, Colonel Ivanov's brows furrowed even deeper, because it seemed that the opponent's artillery shells were endless.

"How is this possible? Why hasn't the battle ended yet? Why do they have so many shells?"

"Sir, something big has happened. The left and right companies called and asked for reinforcements." At this time, the signalman walked in and said with a pale face.

"Assholes, what nonsense are they talking about? There is at most only one battalion of Persian troops on the opposite side. Don't you know their combat effectiveness? How can they beat us?" Colonel Ivanov stamped his feet in anger and roared angrily.

Ivanov grabbed the phone and yelled at the other end: "You bastards, if you don't want to go to Siberia to dig potatoes, stop the attack immediately."

"Sir, the enemy's firepower is too strong. Our position has been breached. Damn it, this is the German recoilless gun. They are not the Persian army at all. They are..." Before he could finish his words, a Turkish voice came from the other end of the phone.

"The Soviet army is no better than this."

Hearing this strange language, Colonel Ivanov's face looked extremely ugly.

He knew it was definitely the Persian army.

Could it be the Turkish army?
very possible!
His face immediately changed drastically and he shouted loudly.

"Damn it, it's the Turkish troops. It's actually the Turkish army. How come they are here? Why are they here?"

"How is it possible? Why are they here? How is this possible?"

Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, a charge was sounded not far away. Along with the charge, shouts and screams from all around merged into one, and Ivanov's position was directly breached.

"Comrade Colonel, retreat quickly, retreat quickly, the Turkish army is coming, they have a large number of artillery, and we can't hold our position at all." The commander of the third company stumbled in, his arm hit by a stray bullet, bleeding. He covered his arm and advised.

"Let's retreat. We can't hold on any longer."

Ivanov did not expect that the Turkish army would actually dispatch the ground army. This was indeed beyond his expectations.

"Damn it, bastards! Retreat, retreat first, and quickly send a telegram to the division headquarters, saying that the Turkish army has joined the battle."

"Yes!"

Soon, the news of the Turkish army's participation in the war reached the ears of Soviet Army Group Marshal Budyonny.

"The Turkish army has joined the war? Very good. I was just worrying about how to take revenge. Now that the Turkish army has come to our doorstep, there is no need to be polite. Bring me the 51st, 37th and 12th divisions. I want to wipe them out in one go." Marshal Budyonny immediately ordered.

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)