"Shoot! Shoot! Everyone, don't mess around. Come out with your fastest rate of fire! Don't aim, I only want the rate of fire!"
In the trench, Chu Zhao and Luo Houhou screamed. According to the entire battle plan, their mission was to resist the enemy for more than thirty minutes and then retreat to the second trench. ? happy? arts? Novel www..com (The best novel reading experience is here
Their purpose is to gradually lure the enemy to march towards Jiaziku, which is the big bait that will finally hold back the enemy! If they are too weak, their combat effectiveness does not match the quality of the new army, which will easily make the enemy suspicious.
But hitting too hard won't work. It will also make the enemy choose other main attack directions, so that the A character library cannot be exposed. Because of this, there were no Gatling heavy machine guns in the first trench. Here people only relied on minefields and hidden trenches to block the enemy.
But it was obvious that Xiao Hexin and others had misjudged the enemy's strength and madness. These Russian war bears actually attempted to eliminate the first line of defense with a single charge.
Arrogant, really extremely arrogant! Crazy, really hysterical crazy! But why did Chu Zhao, Luo Houhou and others vaguely feel that their enemy was capable of arrogance and madness?
The ground began to shake violently. The soldiers with an average height of nearly two meters rushed up like a group of wild beasts shouting slogans of "Ula". No matter how dense the rain of bullets on the opposite side was, no one flinched.
When the bullet pierced the thigh, he dragged his legs and rushed forward. When the bullet penetrated the belly, he held his stomach and crawled forward. Even the enemy who was killed by a single shot struggled to take two steps forward before dying. Everyone's eyes were already crazy. , that is a group of beasts.
"Ula...Ula...Ula..." The roars were like a wave of waves lapping upwards. The officer holding the military flag had just been beaten into pieces by bullets, and then another officer rushed up to take over the military flag and wave it. got up.
"Charge forward! End the battle with the bayonet...the military flag will never fall! Officers rush to the front line...the whole army presses forward!"
Bang, bang, bang... a volley of bullets knocked the flag officer's head off. But at the moment when the flag was about to fall, two more platoon leaders rushed up, took the flag, propped it up and rushed upward.
It was obvious that the battle rhythm in the trenches was a bit chaotic. The soldiers had been suppressed by the enemy's crazy momentum. Their faces turned pale and they only knew how to load bullets, shoot, and then withdraw the shells like robots, load bullets again, shoot again, and retreat again. Cartridge casing…
"No, no! The firepower density is not enough... Brothers, prepare grenades! Use them openly, don't save ammunition... Prepare grenades..."
Luo Houhou bit the Suifa rope with his teeth and pulled hard and cursed, "Fuck, I think you are crazy or the grenade is crazier! Kill these savages..."
With a whoosh, the camouflage rope net of the entire trench was lifted, and the sunlight above the head shone into the trench again, followed by a swarm of iron lumps flying out of the trench like locusts.
Boom boom boom... 25 meters in front of the position has become a sea of fire. The smoke of grenade explosions envelopes the earth like a dark cloud. The flying shrapnel harvests lives. Russian soldiers fall one after another like wheat. on the ground.
The officers and soldiers who arranged artillery firing positions in the rear of the Russian army were dumbfounded. They did not expect that these Chinese people had so many grenades. The bombardment hurt their hearts and made them bleed.
And those soldiers clenched their fists one by one, and they didn't know the pain when their nails were embedded in their flesh. "Come on, brothers! Come on, warriors! For His Majesty the Tsar... charge forward! Remember our identity, we were once slaves!"
"Ula... rush forward! Kill these Chinese, remember our identity, we were once slaves!"
The red-haired Aikeson trembled slightly, and he sneered and said, "Yes, that's right! That's it, remember your identity, you were once slaves! It was the great Tsar who gave you the identity of free people! And now, you repay the favor It’s time!”
"Come forward, this explosion won't stop you..."
With a roar, it was the military flag splitting through the strong wind! The Russian battle flag burst out of the grenade smoke, and it was full of cuts made by grenade fragments.
But the military flag has not fallen, it is still ringing! The soldiers charging behind the military flag did not flinch, they continued to advance.
"After winning this battle, we can truly get rid of our status as slaves! In order to repay our kindness... we fight! For our own destiny... we should fight even more!"
"Charge forward and fight hand-to-hand! Ula..."
At a distance of 25 meters, it was too late for a second grenade bombing. The Russian vanguard rushed into the trenches like a group of crazy bulls. With a bang, the two pieces of steel, the Russian and the Chinese, violently collided. Together, endless sparks emitted in an instant.
"Counterattack! The 4th Xuanwu Battalion counterattack! Hold the trenches and repel the enemy..." Chu Zhao and Luo Houhou didn't even have time to draw their command knives at this moment. They directly picked up the most commonly used engineering shovel, rounded it, and chopped on the enemy's head.
This kind of engineering shovel with a steel mouth is actually more useful than a bayonet. When it is rounded, it is very powerful. It can split the head of a bear with one shovel.
The air suddenly filled with a fishy stench. The enemy's bayonet penetrated the Chinese soldier's ribs, and the Chinese engineer's shovel cut off the enemy's neck. The war had only started for 25 minutes, and it had already entered the most brutal hand-to-hand combat.
"Kill these Chinese! Long live the Tsar!" Blood spurted out like a fountain as the bayonet waved.
"Cut down these Rakshasa ghosts! This is the land of our Chinese people, and behind us is the wealth of the Chinese people! Fight for the prime minister! Die for the Chinese people!" The thin Chinese soldiers did not hesitate to face the bear-like enemies. Show weakness, even if they die together.
The howling sounds coming from the trenches were not human-like at all. The cold weapons collided together, sparking countless drops of blood and emitting billions of sparks. The ground was soon covered with corpses.
The first Russian troops to rush up were the ones who suffered the most serious blows from shooting and grenades. They were covered with wounds, which directly affected their combat effectiveness.
The situation of the second and third waves of Russian soldiers who jumped in was slightly better. Their physical strength was still there and there were no fatal wounds on their bodies. After they rushed into the trenches, they quickly took the initiative in the local battle situation.
These beasts seem to like to use cold weapons to cruelly tear apart the courage of their enemies. They like to use the most brutal killings to shock the enemy's will to fight. The barbarians in the bitter cold land of the north have been like this since ancient times. In terms of cruelty, farming Civilization can never be their opponent.
But today, the Fourth Battalion of the Xuanwu Division, an army born from the Qing Dynasty refugees, a new army composed entirely of farmers and craftsmen, actually resisted this group of professional murderers from the north. What a miracle!
Chu Zhao was already red-eyed. He wielded the engineering shovel with his left hand and the hundred-forged Tang sword given by Xiao Letian with his right hand. He was covered in blood like a gourd of blood, and he was still shouting while killing.
"We are the Xuanwu Division! The Chinese are recognized as the best defenders! Even if the entire army is wiped out today... we cannot lose the reputation of our Xuanwu Division!"
"Remember the heroic soul of Kunigami Water Ghost! As long as we are on... our defense line will never fall!"
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Today's chapter is written about the Xuanwu Division on the surface, but in fact this is not the true experience of the book Hidden Dragon. In the cruel competition in the online literature market, the pressure faced by Yinlong is no less than that of the Xuanwu Division.
My heart is pure and guarding this story in my heart, this hidden dragon world has been here for 634 days! It has also been protected to 3.6 million words! Can we hold on to the future? I don't know, I really don't know!
When the time came for me to open my mouth and ask for everyone's support, I fought alone for 634 days, running out of ammunition and food, and wrote 3.6 million words. Isn't it worth your genuine reading?
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