The Ussuri River is a large river that flows from south to north, and eventually merges with the Heilongjiang River and is renamed the Amur River, and flows from the North Sea into the Pacific Ocean.
The Daobi River is one of the sources of the Wusuli River, and Sandaogou is on the west bank of the Daobi River. It is a strong camp built with giant trees near the mountains and rivers.
Long Ye and Ye Qiu were lying on the hidden checkpoint and observing this huge fortress with telescopes from a high position. They couldn't help but wonder that it was reasonable to startle the locals' doubts. The design of this military stronghold was indeed very reasonable.
Sandaogou is a natural market near the river. It became prosperous after the discovery of gold mines more than ten years ago. On the south side of the market, the Russians built this military camp.
The Daobi River flows slowly to the north, and the military camp and market are on the west bank of the river. The military camp was built layer by layer starting from the river and building along the mountain to the top of the hillside.
There are inexhaustible timber resources here, and the trunks of the trees are buried underground to form a natural village wall, and a layer of mud is applied on the inside and outside of the wall to prevent fire.
The military stronghold of more than a thousand people is already quite large. The stronghold is densely packed with wooden houses. There is a shooting platform built on the inside of the stronghold wall, and sentries are patrolling back and forth on it.
What's even more troublesome is that there are two earth platforms at the commanding heights on the westernmost side. There are actually two field artillery on them, staring at the surroundings with eagerness.
"Night attack, only night attack! The breakthrough point is on the westernmost side of the military camp. We must break through the wall and control the fort immediately, otherwise we will suffer heavy casualties even if we win..."
"This battle must be fought beautifully. We must carry the banner of the Far East Volunteer Army. If we want these survivors of the Qing Dynasty to follow us in the future, then we must convince them..."
Lord Long quickly determined the direction of the main attack, and the two of them gradually retreated from their hiding place. It is now a quarter past five in the evening, smoke is curling up in the military camp, mashed potatoes, sauerkraut stew, and big bread have been prepared, and the hungry soldiers are beginning to enjoy their dinner.
Unexpectedly, the beautiful melody of the accordion began to play in that barracks, and together with the red clouds in the sky, the entire camp was filled with a strange sense of beauty.
These Russians had no idea that they had become the prey of the God of Death. In the woods outside the military camp, a hunt had already begun on the snowdrifts. The patrol teams that had been released were pounced upon by special operations soldiers one after another. , leaving no one alive, all killed with one knife.
The beautiful and quick kung fu made all the warriors and local powerful people in the rear widen their eyes. As darkness gradually enveloped the land, the volunteers began to get closer and closer to the strong city.
At 6:25, the land was completely plunged into darkness. Ye Qiu, who was lurking on the ridge, calmly used his sight to cover the smoking soldier on the wall, and calmly pulled the trigger.
A crisp sound broke the tranquility of the night, and the Battle of Sandaogou officially broke out.
"The snipers spread out on both wings and suppressed the wall... Inoyama Cho and Maeda Yujiro each led two companies to block the north and south gates of the village. They maintained fire suppression without hand-to-hand combat and bought time for the general attack... Pang Chaoyun's demolition team was ready. ...Ye Qiu is responsible for the frontal attack..."
One order after another was issued, and the volunteers who had already prepared quickly went into battle.
At this time, the camp was in chaos. All the Russian soldiers did not know what was happening. The Sandaogou Market to the north of the camp and the gold mines further away were also disturbed by gunshots. Countless fires lit up. Unclear torch.
"The riot... is a Chinese riot. Everyone is ready to fight and rush to the wall! Damn you bastard, are you so brave?"
The top officer of Sandaogou Military Camp was a red-bearded battalion commander. He angrily took out his pistol and began to suppress the chaos here. Ten days ago, Vladivostok transferred more than 200 of its elite soldiers. Now there are only three soldiers in the military camp. Hundreds of veterans control some nomadic soldiers who have taken refuge. God knows whether these bastards have fighting ability.
The way the Russians now rule the Far East is a bit like the way the Japanese invaded China in later generations. The limited regular army must coerce a large number of aborigines. Of course, they are not the aborigines of the Ussuri River, but the nomads north of Lake Baikal.
This is a game of using barbarians to control barbarians. They recruit soldiers from other places and then move them thousands of miles away to suppress other ethnic minorities. The famous Cossack cavalry in history is the product of this policy.
In fact, the real Cossacks are not Russians. They are a group of nomads with Turkic and Mongolian ancestry living in the Don River Plain. Because they are tough and dare to fight, they are slowly hired by the Tsar to expand territory, especially Expansion to the east.
In the Far East now, there are only more than 10,000 real Russian soldiers, and the remaining ones are actually this kind of puppet army. Of course, this kind of puppet army is different from the Japanese puppet army, because they have moved several times. They rule a foreign land thousands of kilometers away, so they have no emotional baggage with the local indigenous people, so in the eyes of the local people they are actually real Rakshasa ghosts.
The puppet army is the puppet army, and there is still a gap between the tactical literacy and the real Russian Far Eastern Army. As soon as this group of chaotic soldiers rushed to the wall, they were attacked by a hail of bullets. The screams were endless, and the dead soldiers were falling down. Straight off.
The veteran yelled angrily, "Bend down... pay attention to your concealment. If you don't prepare to shoot, why are you standing so high? Are you looking for death?"
The red-bearded battalion commander rushed to the observation deck and hid behind the fence to watch the enemy situation outside. "My God, are all the Chinese in the Far East here?"
In front of his eyes, the entire land was full of torches, and there were as many as eight thousand as far as the eye could see. Could it be that he was surrounded by tens of thousands of troops? Could it be the Qing army?
Yes, it must be the Qing army. This group of treacherous villains actually tore up the treaty and declared war on the great Russia.
"Close the gate of the village. No one is allowed to attack. Guard the wall! Outside are the regular troops of the Qing Dynasty...the artillery is ready! Fire at the area with the highest concentration of enemies!"
Boom... Two old front-mounted field guns exploded into two balls of flame in the wild, and several figures were thrown into the air in the light.
"Accelerate the assault...fire suppression...the demolition team moves forward..."
The demolition team led by Pang Chaoyun advanced rapidly in a zigzag manner and quickly approached the wall amidst the rumbling sound of artillery. Behind him, fifteen snipers were providing fire support for them.
"Quick, quick, quick..." Fifteen soldiers holding explosive packs quickly approached the west side of the wall. As soon as they reached 20 meters away from the wall, a soldier suddenly fell to the ground with an ouch.
"Sir! There is a trap here..." The soldier's left foot stepped into a trap with a diameter of more than 20 centimeters. There were sharp wooden thorns underneath, and the sole of his foot was pierced.
The screams alarmed the Rakshasa ghosts not far away. "Look, the enemy is trying to approach the wall and shoot..." There was a sudden burst of white smoke on top of the wall, and the blasting team was swept away.
