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"Kill!" The remaining more than a hundred advance battalion soldiers followed Wang Changqing and rushed forward with shining bayonets in their hands.
The officers and soldiers of the advance battalion wearing camouflage military uniforms and the Russian soldiers wearing gray military uniforms collided with each other, and there were bursts of muffled sounds.
Hand-to-hand combat is the most severe test of an army's will. This is recognized by all countries in the world. At this time, more than 500 Russian soldiers and less than 200 officers and soldiers of the advance battalion launched the most brutal hand-to-hand combat. People were constantly injured, and people were constantly injured.
Someone fell.
"Kill!" the little fat man roared. The Garand rifle thrust forward and stabbed a Russian soldier in the chest. He watched the soldier cover his chest and slowly fall down. The little fat man could not pull out the bayonet for a moment.
Seeing that there were two more Russian soldiers rushing over with bayonets in hand, the little fat man in desperation pulled out the m1911 pistol in his waist and fired two shots in front of him. He only heard two "dang dang" sounds, and the two Russian soldiers
The soldier fell down.
The gunfire of the little fat man alerted the officers and soldiers of the advance battalion present. They all drew out their pistols and started shooting. The gunshots continued for a while.
In fact, as early as the Duolun Militia, the predecessor of the Thirty-seventh Army, Su Tong had already equipped non-commissioned officers above the deputy squad leader with pistols. The purpose was to prepare for hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese army. This tradition continues to this day.
Nowadays, officers above the squad leader level are equipped with American-made m1911 pistols. This pistol has gone through more than sixty years of testing in later generations, and its quality is top-notch.
The cruelty of hand-to-hand combat has now been revealed. In today's battle, the advance battalion fought for a full day before losing about 300 people, but now in just ten minutes, the advance battalion fell to nearly a hundred people.
Ming's soldiers, but Lao Maozi on the opposite side couldn't take advantage. There were only less than 300 Russian soldiers left out of more than 500.
With a "pop" sound, the Russian soldier in front of him was hit, and another Russian soldier rushed out from the side with a bayonet in hand. He was wounded in the waist. Zheng Xiaoyou threw away the empty pistol and closed his eyes helplessly.
Waiting to die. At this moment, only the sound of "click-click-click" gunshots was heard from behind, beating the old man in front of Zheng Xiaoyou into a sieve.
This familiar voice, Xiaoyou Zheng, can be heard with his buttocks as Somi 31's voice.
Damn it, who is so damn calm and willing to take out the hidden bullets and use them now? Zheng Xiaoyou looked back angrily, only to find that there were mountains and fields of 102 wearing camouflage uniforms behind him.
Teacher's brother.
Seeing the Chinese soldiers appearing all over the mountains and plains on the opposite side, the Russian soldiers finally collapsed. To everyone's surprise, they raised their hands and surrendered.
"Company Commander, we won the battle. The Russians surrendered. Old Maozi actually surrendered!" Li Yuan, the fat man, staggered to the side of Zheng Xiaoyou, crying with runny nose and tears.
Zheng Xiaoyou had no time to pay attention to this little fat man. He was looking for someone everywhere, "Batalion Commander, Battalion Commander, where are you?" Zheng Xiaoyou's hoarse voice continued to shout.
"Fuck, Zheng Xiaoyou, what are you yelling about? I'm not dead yet, and you're howling in mourning." A familiar voice sounded from behind, and Zheng Xiaoyou saw that it was battalion commander Wang Changqing.
"Haha" Zheng Xiaoyou giggled when he saw that Wang Changqing was fine. For him, Wang Changqing was not only his boss but also his big brother, and also his relative.
"Everyone stand at attention!" a loud voice rang out, which made the soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield jump. They quickly stood at attention like a reflex. The little fat man looked back and saw that the master was coming.
Hu Lian came to the middle of the battlefield and saw corpses scattered all over the ground. These corpses were those of Russian soldiers and our officers and soldiers, all lying in random shapes together.
When Wang Changqing saw the master's arrival, he quickly asked the whole battalion to gather and "all report the numbers."
"One, two, three..." It stopped at ninety-five.
"Reporting to the division commander, the 1st Battalion of the 6th Regiment of the 102nd Infantry Division was ordered to come to Ulaanbaatar to perform a mission. The mission has been completed. The whole battalion should have 520 people, but actually 96 people were present. The report is completed, battalion commander Wang Changqing.
"
Hu Lian didn't say anything. He looked at the corpses scattered all over the mountains and plains and a group of ragged officers and soldiers of the first battalion for a while before shouting loudly, "The entire 102nd Division is here, salute the brave soldiers of the advance battalion." After that, he said it.
All the soldiers saluted the officers and soldiers of the first battalion with a standard military salute.
"The whole first battalion is here, return the salute." Wang Changqing and the officers and soldiers of the first battalion also stood at attention and returned a military salute to the brothers.
Hu Lianyan suppressed her excitement and hugged Wang Changqing, "Good brothers, you did a great job. You did not disgrace our Chinese soldiers."
"Sir, we did it, we blocked Lao Maozi." Wang Changqing choked with sobs.
"Well done, I want to ask Commander Su for credit. Now that your mission is over, your current task is to go back to Brune to rest." Hu Lian patted Wang Changqing's shoulder and consoled him.
Seeing the soldiers of the advance battalion supporting each other slowly walking off the battlefield, Hu Lian called the chief of staff and ordered: "Order the soldiers to quickly clean the battlefield and build fortifications. The engineer battalion quickly built a field airport to prepare for the second wave of the Russian army."
Thirteenth Division."
"Yes" The chief of staff immediately went down to arrange the work.
The sky was slowly getting dark, and the officers and soldiers of the 102nd Division were still nervously building fortifications. They all knew that a more brutal battle was still waiting for them.
On the road to Ulaanbaatar, a convoy with no end in sight was driving fast, and dazzling lights illuminated the night sky brightly. Commander Padanov of the 23rd Division was sitting among them.
In a car, "Comrade Chief of Staff, is there any news about the 58th Regiment?" The person who spoke was the commander of the 23rd Division, Major General Padanov. Major General Padanov had a typical Slavic face.
, a high nose bridge, a tall forehead, and a head of gray hair make him obviously different from the narrow forehead of Europeans.
"Comrade Division Commander, the last telegram from the 58th Regiment was sent four hours ago. They reported that they were destroying the Chinese army blocking them in front of them." The chief of staff, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, turned around and reported.
"This careless Andre, he must have got carried away while playing in Ulaanbaatar, and even forgot to send the telegram." Major General Padanov complained.
In the eyes of Major General Padanov, and not everyone else in the Russian Red Army, the Chinese people and the army are a bunch of ignorant natives in ragged clothes and numb expressions. Their soldiers like nothing more than leaning in the corner with broadswords and spears.
Smoking big cigarettes inside. Such soldiers have never been in their eyes, not to mention Andre's message stating that the other side only has one battalion of soldiers, and only one company of soldiers needs to be sent to charge to force them to surrender.
Danov never thought anything would happen to the 58th Regiment.
"How long does it take to reach Ulaanbaatar?" Major General Padanov asked.
"Dear comrade division commander, we will arrive in Ulaanbaatar in half an hour." the chief of staff replied respectfully.
At this time, on the outskirts of Ulaanbaatar, on the only way to the city, soldiers were ambushed densely on both sides of the road. Most of the officers and soldiers of the 102nd Division were ambushed here, with the 4th Regiment on the left and the 5th Regiment on the right.
The Sixth Regiment was short of one battalion, that is, the advance battalion was preparing to set up pockets further away. Dozens of artillery pieces from the artillery regiment had already marked the target in the ambush area, and the black muzzles pointed straight ahead.
There was a faint light from the radio in the temporary headquarters of the 102nd Division. Hu Lian looked at the front of the road and applied for silence. The loud chirping of crickets could be heard on the road next to him. He saw that the place where nearly 20,000 troops were ambushing was almost there.
There was silence, and Hu Lian nodded with satisfaction. Just because of this, his months of hard work were not in vain.
At this time, two long and three short "puff" sounds came from the walkie-talkie next to it. This was a signal from the front investigation team that the fish had entered the net. After a while, the sound of a gas truck came from the front.
The heavy sound of the engine and a long string of car lights illuminated the road brightly. At this time, the driver in the cab of the truck in front noticed that something seemed to be shaking on the road a hundred meters away.
He glanced at it a few more times, but the other party stopped moving again. Forget it, it was better not to cause trouble. If he pissed off the company commander, he would get nothing. The driver, who didn't want to cause trouble, found a reason to move on.
Seeing that the swaggering Russian military convoy had finally entered the ambush circle, Hu Lian signaled to the correspondent next to him, who knowingly fired five three red and two green flares into the sky. The dazzling flares illuminated the dark night sky nearby.
Got to be bright.
Instantly, the artillery regiment at the back spoke first. Artillery shells with a caliber of more than 100 fell into the moving convoy, knocking everyone off their feet.
When the signal flare just went up, Major General Padanov realized that something was wrong based on his intuition from many years of military experience. He quickly called the driver to stop the car. When the car stopped, shells flew from nowhere.
Groups of them fell around the convoy. The unprepared Russian military trucks were like rabbits grazing sheep. Major General Padanov angrily took out his pistol and punched and kicked the soldiers next to him.
, finally gathering hundreds of soldiers, at this time the army on the opposite side fired countless flares, turning the road red. This time, the roads on both sides let out a burst of shouts, and Major General Padanov sadly found that under his own
Countless soldiers were ambushed on both sides, and they were using all the weapons they could fire to pour out tongues of fire at them.
Major General Padanov slumped to the ground, looked at the fallen soldiers and murmured sadly to himself: "It's over, my 23rd Division is all over."
Uh, brothers, Ah Ding has fulfilled his promise today. Nine thousand in the third update.