Blocking the Amur Gulf with mines is an 'impossible' task in itself. No normal commander would choose to use rafts to lay mines in broad daylight. This simply violates basic military principles.
With the width of the six-kilometer-long bay, the cavalry regiment can clean the checkpoints on the west coast and create a safe environment for the mine-laying soldiers. However, as the raft gradually approaches the east coast, which is the main city of Vladivostok, it is inevitable to encounter the enemy. s attack.
The closer the artillery range is, the more accurate it will be. Within two kilometers is a natural chasm that is difficult for rafts to cross, and rifle fire can extend to a distance of four to five hundred meters. In other words, even if all these rafts are sacrificed here, there will be a gap of one kilometer in the end. It is also difficult to block.
The last kilometer is the area with the highest casualty rate among the dead soldiers, but if this last kilometer is not blocked, the eighteen Russian warships will not be able to block it at all.
At the critical moment of the battle, Diyachenko already understood the Chinese's intentions. He clenched his fists with veins on the back of his hands and said, "What a terrible plan. No one will be left alive? Damn it, damn it..."
"Send a signal to Aitorin and ask the entire navy to break out and leave us alone...let them conserve their strength, break out, and go north to Sakhalin...enter the inland waterway from the mouth of the Amur River..."
"Let them join up with the Cossack Cavalry Regiment. The naval guns must clear the way for the Cavalry Regiment... Don't forget that the Amur River will thaw soon. We cannot let our cavalry be blocked by the river water!"
At the most critical moment, Diachenko made the right decision. He had made up his mind to sacrifice the army in Vladivostok, but the navy had to survive, break out of the Great Peter Bay, go all the way north to Sakhalin Island to seek supplies, and then when the Amur River thawed After that, small warships can completely enter the inland waterways.
This is a double insurance for the Central Asian Cavalry Regiment. What Diyachenko fears most is that the ice will break before the Cavalry Regiment can cross the river. If this happens, the situation in the Far East will be irreversible.
Etolin certainly knows the importance of this matter. With the crazy construction speed of the Chinese, as long as they can control the Far East for one year, no, no, no... even if it is only half a year, these Chinese can control the entire Ussuri River. The jungle where the fortress was built on the east coast made it impossible for any enemy to attack.
A nation that can build the miracle of the Great Wall. Building military fortresses is actually no different from growing crops. This nation is good at this.
As long as the cavalry regiment is blocked on the north bank of the Amur River for half a year, it would be wishful thinking to take advantage of the freeze to attack.
"Send the order, the whole army breaks out of the encirclement, rush out from the safe waters to the east...avoid the enemy's mine array!"
The navy stopped the bombardment, the boilers were turned on to full pressure, the propellers stirred the sea water, and thousands of tonnage warships began to twist their butts in the bay, turn around and break out to the south.
This is a race against time. The dead soldiers of the volunteer army on the sea are crossing to the east coast regardless of life and death, and they have no hesitation even if the shells are hitting them like hail.
The Russian soldiers who were waiting on the shore were loaded with bullets and would open fire once the raft entered the 400-meter range. The cannons could not defend the one-kilometer safe crossing, so the soldiers' rifles had to guard the 400-meter safe life passage.
The northern warships rushed towards the blockade like hungry wolves. All the naval officers and soldiers looked ferocious and shouted, "Come out. If you want to survive, rush out...accelerate and fire!"
The cannons were already roaring far away from the range, and the sea was filled with white waves!
All the dead soldiers were like weak ants climbing on the leaves in the storm. They used their lives to complete the task. They couldn't hear the screams of their comrades around them, and they couldn't see clearly when the seawater mixed with blood splashed on their faces. There was only one thing in their eyes. The target is the East Coast.
"Brothers, if you work harder, Vladivostok is ahead... We can't let our brothers die in vain!"
"Revenge! From the day I signed up to be this dead soldier, I have never wanted to go back alive... All the folks in the village, wait for me, I will avenge you..."
The mines with their safety removed were thrown into the sea one after another. The wreckage of the shattered rafts was floating everywhere. The flying shrapnel penetrated the soldiers' bodies, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
One thousand meters, eight hundred meters, six hundred meters, four hundred meters... Finally it came to the last moment. The Russian troops on the other side were already furious. The commander shouted at the more than 400 soldiers on the shore and fired their muzzle flames. It formed a line on the ground.
Bullets came like rain, and the dead soldiers who rushed at the front were immediately beaten into sieves and their bodies rolled in the sea. The shells ignited the mines on the raft, and the water waves caused by the chain explosions seemed to fall out of thin air. A heavy rain.
A body of flesh and blood cannot withstand the roar of steel and gunpowder. Four hundred meters is the line of life and death, and the dead soldiers of the cavalry regiment can no longer rush past it this time.
The shells were still flying in the sky, and the gunfire on the other side was flashing and extinguishing in rows. This was not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was that once the mines on the raft were detonated, they would immediately produce a chain explosion, including the surrounding rafts. been affected.
Boom boom boom... The explosions were heard endlessly. Ye Qiu and Pang Chaoyun burst into tears of pain, "Brothers..." There was a wailing on the west bank, and people watched helplessly as all their efforts were dashed in the last four hundred meters.
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo of of of of trouble...Brothers! It's just a little bit close, just a little bit...please, come on!" The cavalry kneeling on the beach burst into tears.
I don’t know when, the explosions at sea gradually disappeared, the smoke and water waves dispersed, and the Amur Bay returned to tranquility. At this time, there was only one raft still floating on the bay, and a lone soldier stood on the raft. like a statue.
His ears were deafened, shrapnel blinded his eyes, blood seeped from his facial features, and there was even a blood groove on the top of his head that was bleeding downwards.
His hands subconsciously touched behind him. He wanted to continue his mission, but there was nothing behind him. The water waves caused by the latest explosion threw the remaining mines into the sea. At this moment, his There was nothing on the raft but himself.
The soldier wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, his throat stung. He knelt on the raft and drank three mouthfuls of bloody seawater before he regained the ability to speak.
The Russian soldier on the other side raised his rifle and wanted to shoot, but the officer suppressed his rifle and said, "Wait a minute, I want to see what this Chinese wants to do!"
Everyone present was shocked by the scene in front of them. What can a person who has completely lost the ability to fight do? What does he want to do?
