Time passed by, and Xiao Hexin placed the precious gold pocket watch he bought from Europe carelessly on the sandbag, ignoring the dirt and dust caused by the explosion that scratched the gold watch case one by one. .
Now that the war has reached the defense fortifications at the top of Tangwan Mountain, the enemies who rushed out from the Jiaziku fortifications began to climb the distance between 310 meters and 600 meters above sea level. Xiao Hexin's garrison battalion has been put into battle.
The crazy enemy troops not only began to climb to the top of Tangwan Mountain to attack and harass, they also divided their forces into two groups to outflank the two sides of the Yiziku Fortress and the Cziku Fortress.
The pressure that Hyoutaro and Noheita are facing now is much greater than that of Chu Zhao and the others of the Genwu Fourth Battalion just now. The limited forces have to be allocated to defend the flanks, which makes the precarious defense line suddenly full of loopholes.
The red-haired Aikeson is indeed a genius tactician. Under his command, the Russian infantry and artillery team fought vigorously, and their feint attacks and fixed-point assaults were also very beautiful. There have been more than ten short hand-to-hand combats between the two fortresses, and the casualties were normal. Dramatic increase.
"It can't be like this anymore, it really can't be like this anymore... It's only eleven o'clock in the evening. Hyoutaro and Noheita must hold on until at least two o'clock in the morning before they can retreat to Kitayama Fortress..."
"Can you hold on to the last three hours? Damn it, these Russian soldiers are really tough enough..."
Xiao Hexin began to circle in the trench anxiously. Gatling from the guard camp in front was shooting wildly. In the light of the fire, the charging Russian soldiers were mopped down one by one, but death could not stop these crazy soldiers at all. They seemed to be unable to stop them. As if he knew what death was, he rushed upward like a madman when he heard the sound of charging.
At this moment, Xiao Hexin understood why the Prime Minister had made such a detailed plan and made the most pessimistic judgment on the situation. It turned out that a strong army bred from the essence of a nation's vitality was so terrifying.
The Chinese army has ideals and enthusiasm in their hearts, and they have the fire to sacrifice for their ideals, but don’t these Russian expeditionary forces have the same? These officers groups raised by generations of aristocratic families, as well as ordinary soldiers who had just escaped from serfdom, combined to form a heavy hammer that had just been fired red from the furnace.
They want to repay their kindness, for the expansion of their nation, for the happiness of their families...or simply for military exploits! For all this, they can still fight to the last drop of blood.
You have your nation, and I have mine. There is no reason to speak of, only our respective ideals and pursuit of future happiness! You said this land is yours. I'm sorry, but I don't agree. I think this land is mine.
Since the two are incompatible, let's kill them all and let the God of Death roll the dice to see who is qualified to rule this land in the end.
"That's it, that's it! When we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins. Now is no longer the time to rely on tricks to turn the tide of the battle, so let's fight until the whole army is annihilated!"
Xiao Hexin stuffed the gold watch back into his arms and ordered coldly, "There is no one in the world who can only defend but not counterattack! Let the Beishan defense line deploy troops to support them, and ask half of my guard battalion to support them...to defend and counterattack." ! Tell all the members of the Ba Dao team that if the enemy dares to charge at you, you will charge back and kill their spirit!"
"Yes! Sir!" The guard turned and ran, quickly delivering the order to the two generals of the Battery Battalion along the hidden traffic ditch.
Hyoutaro, who was furious with killing, threw away the military cap on his head and shouted, "This battle is too frustrating. I have been waiting for this order for a long time! There is no reason in the world to get beaten... Choose Send out a company of dead soldiers, and I will lead you to rush out and kill them..."
At this moment, the Russian army, which was charging head-on, was feigning an attack. The grenadiers, who were facing the rain of bullets, had just thrown out their grenades when they saw monkey-like figures jumping out of the trenches in the light and shadow of the gunfire from the opposite side.
The swords that had made people panic during the day were raised again at this moment. Hyoutaro, with more than a hundred men in the formation, followed the wave of Russian troops who were feinting to attack and ran into them.
"Damn it! The Chinese actually dare to counterattack! If we go up to them, we must suppress their momentum... The commando team gave up the mission and supported the friendly forces from the flanks..."
The Russian bayonet team, which was originally the main force of the assault, jumped out of the darkness and outflanked the sword-drawing team with a loud killing sound. However, in hand-to-hand combat, the tachi was far more practical than the bayonet on the rifle.
With more moves and more coordination, three or four swords can form a small coordination team. There are those responsible for parrying and those responsible for sneak attacks. The cold weapon combat experience accumulated by Japanese samurai for thousands of years is brought into play at this moment. It is vivid and vivid.
With a crisp sound, Hyoutaro's sword pushed away the enemy's bayonet. The guard behind him struck like lightning. Taking advantage of the enemy's stagger, Hyoutaro's sword penetrated directly into the enemy's left rib, and with a single blow, he stabbed the enemy's heart. Cut into minced meat.
"Good kill. You can parry the next one, and I'll kill him... Hahaha, these stupid bears, do they know how to use their strength in hand-to-hand combat? They don't know a thing about swordsmanship, they're all trash, they're all trash... Hahaha!"
The counter-charged swordsmen quickly suppressed the Russian army's crazy attack, and the oncoming wave of people was forced back step by step by the sword's slashing.
The red-haired Axon looked at the changes on the battlefield coldly. He couldn't help but nod in admiration, "Excellent, the fight was so beautiful. We were outnumbered and the enemy was actually able to launch a counterattack. We were able to realize that we were here just like us." Using the cover of darkness to launch a counterattack to avoid conventional firepower output? What a hero!"
Aikeson shook his head. "It's a pity. No matter how powerful the commander is and how brave the soldiers are, they can't cover up the weakness of your sparse troops... Let the artillery go up and fire at the most densely populated areas of the enemy!"
"Ah? Commander, how can this be done?" Some officers around him were stunned at that time. "Our people are entangled with the enemy, and they will accidentally hurt us!"
"Execute the order. I just want victory... If you are unwilling to execute the order, I don't mind letting the law enforcement team force you to do it..." Aikeson dropped his cold words and turned away to ignore him.
"Hey..." The officer sighed and turned around to give the military order. Three minutes later, the artillery position started firing. The Russian troops who had not yet retreated were bombarded indiscriminately along with the soldiers who had drawn their swords.
"Damn bastard! Are you going to kill even your own people? You beasts..." Before Nohira could finish cursing, the guard behind him suddenly pounced and pushed the battalion commander to the ground.
"Be careful..." The air wave of the explosion immediately kicked up tons of soil and hit the ground, burying the two of them alive inside.
