"Fire!" Following the order from the artillery company commander, the Russian army's six 105-caliber cannons and dozens of 82-caliber mortars poured out tongues of fire. Suddenly, the advance battalion's position was filled with sand and rocks and thick smoke.
All around.
The officers and soldiers of the advance battalion covered their ears and hid in the artillery hole, counting the shells falling next to them. They felt really bad. Lao Maozi is indeed a country that adheres to artillery doctrine. This cannon can't be fired for half an hour.
Panting, the officers and soldiers of the first company at the forefront were blown away.
"Ah, he's finally clean." Zheng Xiaoyou spat fiercely. Hearing the sound of gunfire in his ears gradually subsided, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he saw with his own eyes that several soldiers were being killed.
The shell hit and exploded without a trace.
"Company Commander, Lao Maozi is coming up" came the news from the observation post.
Zheng Xiaoyou poked his head out and saw Lao Maozi from a battalion about 600 meters away, bending over and slowly approaching his own position.
Taking a deep breath, Zheng Xiaoyou ordered: "Everyone, check the weapons and ammunition, prepare for battle, and remember not to let sand enter the barrel." Watching the brothers silently inspecting the firearms, Zheng Xiaoyou also moved a box of Type 67 weights.
He placed the wooden-handled grenade next to him and slowly unscrewed the cap.
When the enemy entered a range of 400 meters, the soldiers holding Garand rifles opened fire. Along with the clear gunshots of the Garand, there was also the unique sound of the mg34 machine gun tearing oil cloth.
The Russian army on the opposite side did not show weakness, and the sound of Mosin-Nagan rifles also began to sound, and correspondingly, there was the "click-click" sound of Deggarev light machine gun.
It has to be said that the advance battalion had an advantage in terms of light weapons. A sudden salvo of six mg34 machine guns swept down the Russian soldiers like wheat, and the remaining people lay on the ground unable to even raise their heads.
stand up.
The ferocious firepower of the Chinese army on the opposite side surprised Colonel Andre who was observing from behind with a telescope. The sound sounded like it was a new German machine gun. In the past, he had only heard of its name, but today he finally saw its power. He couldn't believe it.
I don’t understand how the yellow-skinned monkey opposite has such advanced weapons.
Seeing that his soldiers could only lie on the ground unable to move, Andre quickly ordered mortars to suppress the enemy's firepower, and the gunfire that had just stopped rang again.
With a "boom" of artillery, a machine gun position less than 20 meters away from Zheng Xiaoyou was blown into the sky.
He slapped his helmet hard with a "pop" sound, and Zheng Xiaoyou shouted loudly, "Fire platoon, kill that stupid mortar!"
With the slight sound of "swish", several sixty mortar shells flew towards the Russian mortar position in a short while. Seeing that his own artillery fire was temporarily suppressed, Andre's expression was very serious.
Ugly, is this the rumored vulnerable Chinese army?
"Comrade Andrei, you should order the soldiers to charge faster. As long as you rush in front of the enemy, you will win." I don't know when the regiment political commissar Vasily ran to the side and said loudly.
"Comrade Vasily, you have also seen that the enemy's firepower is very fierce, and our soldiers have suffered heavy casualties."
"Comrade Andrei, I have to remind you that our brave Red Army soldiers are invincible. They have the brave revolutionary will to overcome all difficulties. They will not be intimidated by a few machine guns." Vasily said.
The usual smile on his face was now gone.
"Okay." Seeing the political commissar's businesslike attitude, Andre called the battalion commander in charge of the attack, "Batalion Commander Miliao, I don't care what method you use to get the soldiers moving.
Rush to the enemy's position in one go and wipe out all the enemies."
Looking at the serious-faced political commissar beside him, the Miliao battalion commander had no choice but to order the soldiers to take the risk and launch a charge.
"Ula..." Seeing that the Russian soldiers who were lying on the ground launched another charge, the remaining four mg34 machine guns in the company's position immediately found their targets and poured out tongues of fire crazily.
"Comrades, for the sake of great Russia, charge." A Russian captain waved a Tokarev TT33 pistol and encouraged the soldiers to charge forward. Suddenly a bullet penetrated his eye, and the tumbling 7.62-caliber bullet suddenly
After taking out all his white brains, the captain fell on his back without saying a word.
The soldier next to him didn't even look at him and continued to trot forward with his body bent.
"Hit me, hit me hard." At this time, the fat squad leader Li Yuan no longer had the usual smile on his face. At this time, a recruit next to him gave a row of eight bullets to him without even looking.
Once fired, the Garand rifle fires very quickly, and can shoot out all the bullets without having to pull the bolt and pull the trigger several times.
With a crisp "ding" sound, the rifle's magazine automatically ejected. The soldier quickly took out another row of magazines and put them in. "What a dog, you aim at the point and then shoot, you will use it as a bullet."
Don't you want any money?" He was kicking the private's ass. "If you waste bullets again, I will send you to block the bullet holes next time." Seeing the squad leader's red eyes, the recruit Danzi quickly forced himself to take a deep breath and calm down.
He slowly put an old man into the aiming ring. With a "pop" sound, the old man opposite him fell on his back.
"Okay, that's right, let's fight like this." Li Yuan patted the private soldier on the shoulder.
When he looked up and saw that the Russian army had entered the effective firing range of more than 100 meters, the little fat squad leader quickly raised the Somi 31 and started strafing.
Wang Changqing stood in the battalion command post and saw through the observation mirror that the first company was fighting vigorously under the strong attack of the Russian army. He couldn't help but nodded. He was worthy of the sharp knife company in the fourth battalion and insisted on winning.
"Come here, order mortars to give one-third of the base fire support to the company." It's not that Wang Changqing is stingy. The battle has been going on for so long and I don't know how long it will last. Save the shells if you can.
As dozens of mortar shells fell on the Russian attacking formation, the attacking Russian army could no longer stand their strength and finally retreated.
"Cowards, you are all a group of cowards. You are not worthy of being a brave Red Army soldier. Your existence can only tarnish our glorious flag." The Tokarev pistol waved in Vasily's hand was emitting green smoke.
Lying at his feet was the Miliao battalion commander in charge of the attack.
Enraged, Vasily resolutely exercised his rights as a political commissar and could shoot any officer below the rank of lieutenant colonel who was unfavorable in combat without trial.
Andre looked at the remnants of a battalion that had more than 500 people before the attack and only had less than 100 soldiers left, and he couldn't help but feel sad. To be honest, he thought that the Miliao battalion commander had fulfilled his duties, but
His luck was not good. The firepower of the Chinese army on the opposite side was too strong, which caused the army to suffer heavy losses and finally retreated.
But he couldn't say these words. Shooting officers who were unfavorable in combat was a right given to political commissars by the great Comrade Stalin. If anyone dared to object, the best result would be to spend the rest of his life in a concentration camp in West Liya.
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"Comrade Andrei, I think these cowards are no longer worthy of the glorious title of the Russian Red Army. They should go to the atonement camp and use their blood to atone for their crimes." As soon as these words came out, hundreds of remnant soldiers in front of them
Their faces suddenly turned pale, and they lowered their heads as if their parents were dead.
Speaking of the atonement camp, it is a major feature of the Russian team. The atonement camp was established under the orders of Moscow. They are composed of death row prisoners, criminals, deserters, and political prisoners. They will fight in the most dangerous areas and use their own
They use their blood to wash away the crimes they committed against the motherland... If the infantry is a group of cannon fodder, then the atonement battalion is the cannon fodder among the cannon fodder.
According to some statistics, the survival rate in the atonement camps is less than one thousandth.
Looking at the trembling soldiers in front of him, Andre steeled his heart and waved his hand, and immediately a platoon of soldiers came over and suppressed these remaining soldiers. When the next attack started, they would rush to the top of the attacking team.
The front acts as a human shield.
Seeing these remaining soldiers being suppressed, Vasily seemed to feel a lot better. He said to Andre: "Comrade Andre, I think you should increase the intensity of artillery fire and use powerful artillery fire to destroy the enemy's
The position was leveled."
Andrei frowned and said, "Comrade Vasily, we don't have many artillery shells left. I think we should use them sparingly."
"No, no, dear Comrade Andrei, I don't think you need to worry about the artillery shells. Our respected Division Commander Padanov will be here with a large force at the latest this evening. At that time, you don't have to worry about the artillery shells."
Is there a problem?" Vasily encouraged Andrei like a nagging pimp.
"Okay, order the artillery to launch bombardment of the enemy's positions immediately." Andre finally made up his mind to take out the last capital.
"Woooo..." Hearing the familiar voice in the air, the soldiers on the position immediately got into the anti-gun cave, and soon there was another burst of shaking sounds nearby.
Zheng Xiaoyou saw that a machine gun team that had rushed into the artillery hole was blown away by the shells, and his heart felt like a knife. In an instant, at least half a platoon of soldiers were covered by the artillery fire.
The shelling lasted for a long time, and the Russian army fought for a full hour. When the Russian army stopped shelling, when Zheng Xiaoyou came out with his brothers from the first company, he found that the position had been bombed beyond recognition.
There was no time to re-establish their positions, so the officers and soldiers had no choice but to block the enemy on the ruined position.
"Ula..." At this time, more than a hundred Russian soldiers with their collar badges torn off shouted the slogans of the Slavs when they charged, and rushed over as if they were unaware of death.
The only two mg34s in the company roared again, and the sound of "ta da da da..." matched with the sound of the Garand rifle. In less than five minutes, all these people fell to the ground less than 150 meters away from the position.
On the road to rice.
"Company Commander, have these idiots been beaten stupid? How come they rush over like idiots and squeeze them to death?" At this time, Li Yuan, a fat guy, approached Zheng Xiaoyou again and asked.
"How do I know?" Zheng Xiaoyou said angrily: "You have to watch your machine gun personally. If anything goes wrong, I will throw you out like a grenade."
Li Yuan knew that Lian Li only had two machine guns left. He quickly patted his chest to express his determination and then ran to the machine guns to personally supervise the battle.
It was already noon after the battle, and both sides were exhausted.
Even the most active political commissar Vasily had to agree with Andrei and agreed to stop the attack and have lunch first.
There was a brief calm on the battlefield.
Well, today's first update is here. Brothers, please give me some strength.