Darhan is an inconspicuous town in northern Mongolia, and the town does not live in a large population. If it weren't for the long-distance railway passing through here, it would probably not have been built. After all, the per capita area of ​​Mongolia is too wide, and some places can be said to be uninhabited for hundreds of miles.

While Mongolia was fighting with the militia corps in front of the country, this railway connecting China and Mongolia and the Soviet Union has always been an important transportation line for the Far Eastern Army to transport strategic material replenishment. During this period, due to the ongoing war in the front, there were undoubtedly more military lines passing through this railway than before.

It was such a small town station that had not attracted much attention in the past. In the late night, the Mongolian soldiers who were responsible for patrolling the station on duty suddenly heard a burst of hurried horse hooves outside the station. Just as they lamented that who had eaten so late and didn't sleep, they actually ran to the small town station to do something. The cavalrymen who were riding on horseback wearing ordinary herdsmen's clothes had surrounded them. At this time, the station guards realized that these people might be coming to trouble them.

Seeing that he was a platoon-level soldier station, he was protected by hundreds of cavalrymen, the station manager seemed a little nervous: "Heroes, I wonder what the hell is doing late at night? We are also poor and join the army. There is nothing good at this station. Can you let us go?"

Seeing that these cavalry dressed in messy clothes, the stationmaster of the station thought that they were horse bandits who often wandered on the grassland. However, since he became the stationmaster here, he rarely heard of horse bandits robbing such military traffic stations! You know, once such military station is destroyed, those Russians will not be able to spare these horse bandits. As long as the horse bandits who still want to hang out on the Mongolian ground, they generally don’t have the idea of ​​these military chains and military stations.

A middle-aged man who was obviously not like the Manchu and Mongolian tribe beat him and said, "Who do you treat us as? Are you a bandit?"

When the webmaster heard that it was not Ma Bie, he asked even more nervously: "Who are all the heroes?"

The middle-aged man said with a serious look on his face: "It's okay to tell you, anyway, you are surrounded by us now. If you don't want to die, I think it's better to be honest and put down your weapons and surrender. Everyone is Chinese, and there is no need for their own people to beat their own people. We won't hide it from you. I am Tian Youliang, the captain of the Darhan Guerrilla Brigade of the Militia Corps.

After listening to my self-introduction, should you order your subordinates to surrender? If you don’t take the initiative to surrender, we will really treat you as traitors!"

When the stationmaster heard that the middle-aged man in front of him was actually from the militia unit fighting against the Far East Army, he immediately realized that these people were not easy to mess with. He didn't blink if he killed the Russians. He was not easy to kill them, and they were not easy to kill!

As soon as he heard that he would be able to save his life by surrendering with his gun, the webmaster immediately said in a panic: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, we surrender, we surrender our guns and surrender immediately. We are not traitors. We are also Chinese, so don't shoot!"

While saying something begging for mercy, the webmaster was the first to dismantle the weapons on his body. At the same time, he also gave the soldiers under his command and ordered them to throw away the weapons quickly. He obediently obeyed the arrangements of these killing gods, and there was no need to throw their lives here in order to make a living.

Seeing that the stationmaster of the military station was so tactful, Tian Youliang immediately said, "Okay, since you can take the initiative to surrender, then I will give you another chance. If you can tell us the situation of your military station truthfully. I can approve that when you are deported to leave, I will give you some ocean as a reward. How about it, is this business done?"

When receiving the task of forming a guerrilla team in the rear of Mongolia, the militia corps told these military backbones that they would kill as little as possible when engaging in guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines. In addition to those traitors who were extremely guilty and the hard-core followers of the Russians, other ordinary Mongolian soldiers. As long as they put down their weapons and surrender, they could not shoot these Mongolian soldiers who might become the people they ruled in the future.

Since he has surrendered, the stationmaster of the military station is also a honest person. He is sure that he will come to this railway. Regardless of whether he explains the situation of the military station today or not, he will still be unable to escape and die if he is caught by the Russians. Now he has explained some issues and rewards. In order to live a better life in the future, the stationmaster of the military stationmaster explained the situation of his station to Tian Youliang clearly.

When Tian Youliang learned that a train carrying the military train would pass through Darkhan Station tomorrow morning, he decided to take the military train. Because this military train was a bit special, their coal supply transfer station was here. To this end, they could pretend to be soldiers from these military stations and take the military train intact.

You should know that the car is equipped with weapons, ammunition and military supplies transported to the front line. It is actually decided to destroy this railway line, so it would be good to take the opportunity to make a fortune. Moreover, with these weapons and ammunition as supplies, the scale of their guerrilla brigade will undoubtedly be unable to be expanded after returning.

When they came, the leader of the corps had already said that compared with the liberated areas and the North China base, the military leaders behind enemy lines, the Weapons and Ammunition Corps only provides equipment for one company or one battalion. If they want to continue to expand the scale, the weapons and ammunition will need to solve the problem by themselves. The larger the number of people is expanded, the more the entire Mongolian territory will be restored in the future, the Corps will also be given the corresponding number.

This means that when they come, they may be a battalion company commander, but they are able to recruit soldiers and meet the requirements of regular militias of the Corps. If there is a regiment, they can be the regiment commander. If there is a brigade, they can be the brigade commander. As for whether they can be the division commander, they probably have little hope in this sparsely populated Mongolia.

Tian Youliang was originally just a reserve militia battalion commander in the North China base, but is now sent to the Darkhan area to engage in guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines. He only obtained one company-level equipment from the corps. During this period, he relied on cobbling together and formed two main companies, one logistics company and one battalion of guerrillas. This means that now that Mongolia can achieve the restoration of the entire territory, he can become the battalion commander among regular militias.

This amount is much more glorious than the battalion commander he served as when he came here. But now that he has the strength of a battalion and can get this car of weapons and ammunition, Tian Youliang naturally hopes that Mongolia will be restored in the future and that his subordinates can reach the main force of a regiment. In this way, it will be not for him to come here thousands of miles to serve as the guerrilla captain!

After ordering some of the military backbones he brought to change into the uniforms of the Mongolian soldiers at the station, Tian Youliang ordered all the cavalry accompanying him to hide nearby for rest. When the army arrived tomorrow, they dealt with the Soviet soldiers who were escorting the cart, they quickly transported the weapons and ammunition from the army.

As for the stationmaster who had already surrendered to them, because he knew the situation of the army, he naturally continued to serve as the stationmaster to prevent the suspicion of the soldiers escorting the car. After all, the stationmasters still sent an additional company of hundreds of people to escort the troops on each army. If these Russian soldiers were asked to arouse suspicion, they would probably still cause some casualties to the guerrilla brigade if they fought.

When Tian Youliang was still resting in the morning, he heard the sound of a train whistle coming from a distance and immediately got up from the bed. As soon as he left the door, he saw the stationmaster. He said with red eyes: "Captain Tian, ​​this is the military train I mentioned yesterday. It is estimated that they will rely on the station to replenish coal in a few minutes. Do you think you are asking your brothers to prepare?"

Tian Youliang was very satisfied with this guy's tactfulness and said, "Okay, thank you for the webmaster's reminder. However, please remember later that I am your subordinate. How did you deal with Russians in the past or how did you deal with them? Don't easily expose the stuff in front of them. Otherwise, not only you will be in danger, but you are afraid that my brothers will be in danger too. Do you understand?"

After Tian Youliang said this, the webmaster quickly nodded and said, "Don't worry, I understand!"

Seeing that the webmaster was really a versatile person, Tian Youliang felt that this guy seemed to be saved. If he had successfully won the army today, he might have given this guy a chance to absorb him into the guerrillas. But before the mission was completed, Tian Youliang felt that it was necessary to put some pressure on this guy.

While the two were talking, a slow slowing train appeared on the railway line with a ray of morning light. Seeing the train appear, the stationmaster seemed a little nervous but still walked to the platform with compulsory calmness. Waving the flag in his hand, he guided the train to dock.

When the train slowly stopped moving forward against the platform, two old men walked out of the front of the car and said arrogantly: "Station Master Qingge, hurry up and replenish my iron horse. In addition, do you have food at your station? We were all a little tired after driving all night. Have you prepared some food for us?"

Seeing these two old Russians walking down, the webmaster also said with a flattering look: "Chief Ravsgid, I knew you were coming yesterday and had prepared breakfast for you. I will send someone to take you there to enjoy it now. A few days ago, we sent a few bags of white flour, and in the morning we just made some steamed buns and porridge.

You see, it may take some time for us to load coal. Should we let the warriors on the bus come down to eat something? This Mongolian morning is a bit cold! It is good to eat some hot things to warm your belly. I also prepared vodka for the two of you. At that time, the commander of the Ravsgid train can also take it to the bus together to enjoy it slowly."

When the old Russian train conductor saw that the stationmaster had prepared breakfast and vodka for them, he patted the stationmaster's shoulder with satisfaction and said, "Webmaster Qingge, you are indeed a friend of us Soviets. I will definitely mention your contribution to your chairman after you arrive at the front line. I think you have a chance to change to a larger station to be the stationmaster. What do you think?"

Webmaster Qingge thought to himself, 'This breakfast is probably the last meal you have. I want me to change to a bigger webmaster, it's a terrible thing!', but he still looked a little excited: "Thank you for your kindness. If I really have the chance to change to a bigger station in the future, I will definitely serve you and the Soviet Union. The weather outside is still cold, so let's go to the station to eat and chat! Please, please!"

Unaware of it, the station commander who had been in contact with countless times, had already betrayed them without any hesitation. When he saw that the station's kitchen was indeed prepared with a few steamers of white flour buns, he was very anxious to take one and taste it and think it tasted good. Then he hurriedly asked the conductors around him to inform the escort officers and soldiers on the train to come down to eat. Of course, for safety, he still asked the escort officers and soldiers to keep a small team of soldiers patrolling near the train.
Chapter completed!