At eight o'clock that night, under the disbelieving eyes of more than 30,000 Chinese troops, more than 20,000 trapped beasts launched counterattacks one after another.
No one knows how the defeated army that had just been a group of bereaved dogs and retreated up the mountain turned into tigers again in a few hours? Is this a nation born to fight?
The figures rushing out of the trenches jumped in the light of the torches. The soldiers shouting "Ula" slogans, holding rifles, wrapped with explosives, sabers and bayonets hanging on their waists, committed suicide on the Chinese front without fear of death. counterattack.
Gunshots, explosions, and shouts of death came one after another. Under the cover of night, these sudden enemy forces put tremendous pressure on the Marines' defense lines.
After the war, the Chinese military headquarters conducted a special interview and selected a large number of veterans who participated in the war to describe the shocking night battle.
"These Rakshasa ghosts are definitely smoking opium, and they are taking large doses of opium. Their mood is completely crazy! Our Chinese army has also been trapped in a tight siege and fought bloody battles, but at that time our atmosphere was even more intense. Most of them are... tragic, but what we experienced that night was wild-like madness!"
"That's right, none of them are human. What I saw that night was a group of wild beasts rushing towards our position!"
"Have you ever seen a strong man like a bear, holding a fire ax in each hand, rushing into the position like a windmill? It's so scary, the ax weighing more than ten kilograms is as if it has no weight in his hands..."
"The rifle, arms, head... were all chopped off under that axe. The brothers around were frightened and fired three times! The strongman didn't fall down even after being hit by three bullets. He was still hacked to death. We two brothers, but a grenade ended up killing him..."
"These Rakshasa ghosts don't know death or pain. They just know how to keep charging and use all means to fight. Even if they are hit by several bullets, they still have to detonate the explosives on them. They are here to die. It’s not about breaking out at all!”
"It can't be said that those Rakshasa ghosts are just stupid people. They are actually very cunning. Every time they attack, there are always two groups of soldiers, light and dark. One group is here to attract our firepower, while the other group is crawling forward. Specifically looking for our important targets..."
"Our regiment has statistics. In just one hour, two Gatlings were blown up by the sneak attack Rakshasa Ghost. The 80,000 rounds of ammunition scattered out of the cabin were also blown up. Even the artillery position next to our position was destroyed. They were all raided..."
"Yes, the artillery position is the focus of the attack by these Rakshasa ghosts. The craziest attack I have ever encountered was around 8:45. The enemy's five companies rushed down from the mountain. The crazy fighting attracted people. All our firepower on the position of more than 300 meters...but within five minutes, two companies of Russian troops suddenly rushed out of the darkness from the closest distance to the position!"
"Oh my God! They were all dead soldiers, covered with explosives. They only had a saber and a self-defense revolver in their hands. More than two hundred beasts desperately rushed towards the artillery battalion behind our position..."
"Caught off guard, we could only mobilize very little firepower to intercept these madmen, but these people didn't bother with us at all. No matter how many people blocked the road during the charge, no one cared. The soldiers around us died as if they hadn't seen it... …”
"Everyone shouted the slogan "Ula, Ula". Many Russians' throats were broken, and there was a sound of breaking gongs!
"This is how the first artillery battalion of the Xuanwu Division was destroyed. The enemy soldiers who rushed in ignited the explosives on their bodies. The artillery battalion became a sea of fire. The cannons and tons of shells were all blown away. The whole mountain shook earth-shatteringly. Get up..."
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In fact, no matter how detailed descendants record the bloody battle, they cannot fully describe the cruelty. Only those who have personally experienced that war can understand that hellish night of blood and fire.
In the trench of Jiaziku, behind Aikeson was an opened box of rum. These were the trophies captured before. In front of him was a platoon of dead soldiers. The young soldiers were covered with explosives and had a look on their faces. The determined look of a martyr.
Behind Aikeson was Nicholas, who was holding a wine bottle. He kept handing unopened rum to the major. Aikeson, with a serious face, poured wine for the death squads one by one.
"Brother! Drink this glass of wine and we will see you in heaven in the future!"
"Friend, after drinking this glass of wine, your name will definitely be on the empire's merit list!"
"Take the first step, your sacrifice will not be in vain! His Majesty will remember your achievements!"
As cups of strong alcohol went down the throat, the feeling of excitement came up. The death squads fighting in front were dying in batches, and the Russian troops gathered behind were praying for the last time before they died.
The few priests who accompanied the army were praying for the soldiers, and the devout warriors still resolutely went to the battlefield for their beliefs.
After pouring the last glass of wine, Aikeson looked at the row of soldiers in front of him who were about to go into battle and shouted, "Warriors! I toast to you on behalf of His Majesty! Use your blood to shock the enemy and let them know that we, the warriors of Tsarist Russia, are not It’s easy to mess with! For the survival of the empire! For the happiness of our descendants! Now I ask you to die and die on the enemy’s battlefield!”
"Suicide Squad No. 43! Attack! God bless you! Hurrah!"
Bang bang bang... The porcelain bowl was smashed in the trench. A platoon of death squads jumped out of the trench shouting "Ula" slogans and rushed towards the Chinese position without hesitation.
No one is prepared to come back alive. This farewell is an eternal farewell!
Aikeson looked at the retreating soldiers with tears in his eyes. Listening to the deafening roar of Ula, he shouted in his heart, "Xiao Letian! Did you see it? This is the warrior of our Russian nation! You must survive, and we must survive too." !”
"Why does your war warm and prosper the land, and why do we have to struggle in hardship and bitter cold? The flame of the pursuit of happiness in our hearts is no less than that of you Chinese!"
"Kill! Kill until the end of time, until all Chinese are afraid of us! We also have our national beliefs and unyielding soul! In the struggle between great powers, each of us is righteous!"
Aikeson suddenly turned around and shouted, "Suicide Squad No. 44! Assemble immediately! Prepare to attack! Let today and this night become the end of the world! Let this island burn!"
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