Armored vehicles broke through the city gates and rushed through the city walls one after another. The power of the machine guns was increased under the cover of the armor. Facing Qi Xieyuan's soldiers who only had rifles and helmets, it was simply a massacre.
The soldiers of the White Russian Legion have been with the White Russian soldiers for a long time, and this Legion was established based on them, so their style and methods are very similar to the White Russian soldiers.
The brutal Belarusian soldiers faced these direct troops, and they had no intention of surrendering their guns. Whether they were fighting or those who had abandoned their guns and surrendered, they all fired bullets at the sight of them, without any nonsense. The style of the entire White Russian Army.
It's all like this.
There was only one short hour between the start and the end of the war, and the entire Zhenjiang City had already fallen into Zhang Zongchang's hands.
In the face of the powerful force of the White Russian Army and the Armored Forces, any tactics are nonsense. When the strength is absolutely crushing, using the fastest speed and the least sacrifice to defeat the most stubborn enemy is the way to war.
But the White Russian Legion's way of war is really too cruel.
None of the soldiers and officers in Zhenjiang survived. They were all killed by the guns of the White Russian Army, and none of them survived. Even the highest officer here, Commander Li, was hit and killed by a stray bullet during the battle. The entire
The entire team was wiped out.
There is really no reason to talk about war. Whoever has the strongest combat power has the absolute right to speak. There are only two words in war: Those who lie down lose, and only those who stand have the right to speak.
But this battle of Zhenjiang was really too cruel and outrageous.
When the Strait Army had laid down their weapons, the red-eyed White Russian Army had already slaughtered the enemy soldiers at all costs. It seemed that in their eyes, the enemy was not a living person, but a lamb waiting to be killed.
The law of war of "no killing of prisoners" was not respected at all here, and the White Russian Army turned Zhenjiang into a Shura field.
The sky has slowly become overcast. It seems that it is going to rain, or it is already night. People on the battlefield have no idea of time. The surviving soldiers of the White Russian Army are all covered in blood. Under their feet, there are
Some of the corpses of the Zhizhi soldiers they killed were lying on their stomachs, some were still burning in the fire, but no one was afraid of them.
A person who kills may still have fear in his heart, but when everyone kills, this fear has turned into a kind of blood. A Belarusian soldier jumped down from the armored vehicle and carefully took out a
He opened the metal box with his calloused hands dexterously because he was holding a gun. He took out two protected and undamaged cigars and handed one to his companion. The two of them squatted forward and squatted over a burnt corpse that was beyond recognition.
Next to him, he stretched out his hand to catch the fire, not caring that the blackened and sunken face was "looking" at them.
This short battle was over as soon as it started. The entire battlefield was full of blood. It could be called a river of blood, and the blood was floating in the oars. But no one cared about this. The blood of the dead was worthless.
For the annihilation of Qi Xieyuan's entire division, the entire White Russian Army only sacrificed 300 people and fought for an hour, nothing more.
This is a siege operation!
Han Baihang was also shocked when he received the news of Zhenjiang's attack. He was even more shocked when he heard the news about the number of casualties returned from the front line. He knew that the military capabilities of the Belarusian soldiers were strong, but he did not expect them to be so strong. No wonder Zhang
Zong Chang always boasted to others, "Regardless of how big the territory of Su Province is, if I take action, even Shanghai will be in my possession within seven days, no, five days!" At that time, few people paid much attention to Zhang.
Zong Chang, the "boasting general", believed what he said. Now no one doubts his words. He indeed has such ability.
When Zhang Zuolin received the victory in Zhenjiang, he had already shouted happily in the courtyard of the Commander's Mansion: "Hahaha! This Zhang Zongchang, regardless of his daily activities, but at this critical moment, there are still two brushes
Yes! Hahaha!"
For Zhang Zuolin, by capturing Zhenjiang, the entire Jiangsu Province will be completely exposed to him. He can attack in whichever direction he wants. Even Shanghai is within easy reach for him.
In addition, the battle this time was so clean and tidy, the strength displayed by the White Russian Army was enough to deter Qi Xieyuan. Zhang Zuolin and Marshal Zhang wanted this effect. Once Qi Xieyuan used the rat weapon, he might be able to kill him without firing a single shot.
The entire Jiangsu Province is included.
Zhang Zuolin's laughter was heard by Zhang Xueliang, who was returning from the military camp inspection. His father had been frowning for so many days. It was rare for him to be so happy. Zhang Xueliang stepped forward and said with a smile: "Dad, what's wrong with you?
Are you happy? Did you get another batch of good guns or is there some good news somewhere?" After saying that, he walked in and handed the military coat to the servant. He sat down and poured a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp.
Zhang Zuolin held the telegram in his hand and laughed: "Liuzi, don't tell me, there is really good news, great good news!" Zhang Zuolin happily imitated the Japanese language, handed the telegram in his hand to Zhang Xueliang's hand, and sat down
Come down.
While Zhang Xueliang was reading the telegram, he took out another teacup and poured tea for Zhang Zuolin.
"The whole army was wiped out?" Zhang Xueliang looked at the telegram in his hand and almost jumped up in surprise. He didn't even care about the teapot in his hand.
Zhang Zuolin was about to drink tea, but Zhang Xueliang got excited and the tea was all over the table and even splashed on Zhang Zuolin's coat. Zhang Zuolin also jumped up quickly and said: "Hey, Liuzi, Liuzi, watch it, watch it.
Look at your tea, tea!"
When Zhang Xueliang saw that something was wrong, he quickly put down the teapot, and the maid on the side quickly stepped forward to clean it up.
Zhang Zuolin stood still, but the maid probably wiped the tea on him with the hand towel in her hand, sat down again and said: "Look at you, you are still a general commanding thousands of troops, just like this!"
Zhang Xueliang smiled and said: "Dad, this Zhang Zongchang is not ordinary. He fought hard in this battle, but the whole army was wiped out. I wonder if it was him..."
Zhang Zuolin smiled and said: "Zhang Zongchang, an old boy, took advantage of the opportunity of the Zhifeng War to expand the army to fifteen brigades. With the help of the White Russians, his strength cannot be underestimated! I think he was still a man back then.
The little group leader who came to our old Zhang family to 'work' with an empty pole is now in trouble!"
