"Well done!" Ye Qiu, who had been monitoring the Gulf Fleet on the west coast of the Amur Gulf and covering the left wing of the battlefield, cheered, slapping his thigh.
On the high ground, they could easily see the situation of the entire battlefield. Although they could only feel the movement of the fire line from a distance, judging from the movement of the fire line, the volunteers had already taken the initiative on the battlefield.
"Look, the bright band of light just now was caused by the firing of the Tsarist Russian defenders on the wall, and the band of light on the opposite side that continues to press upward is the First Division."
"The counterattack gunfire, the light of torches, and the light produced by the explosion of artillery shells will form a bright band when viewed from a distance. Compared with the surrounding darkness, it is so obvious."
"The bright belt that had just moved suddenly stopped, which meant that the first division's attack was frustrated. At that time, my palms were sweating with anxiety. I really thought that Chu Zhao and the others would be in ruins. After all, these Rakshasa ghosts are not that easy to deal with. of"
"Fortunately, they held on. Chu Zhao must have suffered heavy losses this time. Half of the battle was lost!"
Ye Qiu was right. The First Division won the cruelest battle, and naturally got the highest casualty rate. In the whole battle, the First Division had more than 11,000 people, and 3,000 people died in the battle. Five, there were more than 1,500 soldiers who were seriously injured and retired, the battle damage rate reached 5, and almost all of the remaining half of the soldiers were injured.
This battle directly crippled three battalions, even to the point where they could not be reorganized. For example, for example, a regiment with three battalions, all senior officers from the battalion commander to the company commander were killed, so that later people wanted to restore the three-battalion system. No officers could be found.
Originally, the Volunteer Army Headquarters wanted to transfer senior officers from other units to reorganize the basic command structure of the third battalion, but it could not directly promote the battalion commander from the remaining platoon leaders and squad leaders of the third battalion! After all, the Chinese army is a professional army, and officers above the company level must receive training from military academies.
However, this proposal was strongly opposed by Xiang Shaolong. At this time, as a gangster, the absolute worship of heroes in his heart began to trouble him.
"The Third Battalion, henceforth named Blood Battalion, wants to rebuild the Third Battalion. The first battalion commander and officers at all levels after the reconstruction must be selected from the surviving brothers. What's going on with the transfer from other troops?"
"But General! There are only 180 people left out of the 500-person establishment of the Third Battalion, and there are no senior officers left. They are all at the level of platoon leader and squad leader. How can we rebuild it!"
The staff member almost said the words to cancel the organization, but he did not dare. He knew that if he dared to propose the cancellation of the third battalion, he would definitely be hacked to death by wounded soldiers when he went out.
Mr. Long's eyes were filled with tears, "One hundred and eighty is one hundred and eighty. Choose the clever ones from among them, and I will escort them to the military academy. Even if the reconstruction is slower, we must retain the military soul and bones of the blood camp." Can’t change!”
The final reconstruction of the Blood Camp took three years. Just as Xiang Shaolong said, one hundred and eighty people adhered to the formation of a battalion for three years, waiting hard for the officers they trained themselves to be in place.
It is precisely because of this persistence that the military spirit of the Blood Camp has lasted for a hundred years. In the Far East, the Blood Camp of the First Division is the most powerful force in the army. Moreover, this unit is very individual and will never accept defensive tasks. Always just attack! attack! Attack again.
The Blood Camp is just a microcosm of the First Division. Everything is as Xiang Shaolong said. The military soul is born from the dead. After a large number of casualties and the most brutal war, those who survive will naturally have their own. Military character, this character is the soul of the military.
When an army is established, it is the first and most arduous battle it fights. As long as it survives this war, it will give the army a personality, and this personality will be passed down from generation to generation and become the blood of the army.
"The First Division finally made it through! There were gains and losses. Although they suffered heavy casualties, they gained the honor of a strong army, and this honor will accompany them forever."
Ye Qiu was very emotional, and Tian Erdan beside him said with envy, "It's so fun! They are really happy. I don't know if we will have a chance to fight. Judging from their progress, the battle may not have to wait until tomorrow morning."
"It's not that simple!" Ye Qiu shook his head. "Don't think that everything will be smooth sailing for us once the first line of defense is broken. What follows will be brutal street fighting, chaos, and melee in which no distinction is made between friend and foe. The most testing moment has just begun. Woolen cloth!"
Ye Qiu was right. From his vantage point, he could see the entire Vladivostok peninsula and two bays at a glance.
You can say that Vladivostok in this era was a military fortress, because all the people living here were soldiers. Real Russian civilians and immigrants had not yet migrated here on a large scale. All economic activities here served the military.
Behind the northernmost wooden wall, there are scattered fortresses, warehouses, horse farms, military camps, training grounds, and wharves. Each building can become an independent defensive fortress. Behind almost every window, there are May fire enemy bullets.
From this point of view Vladivostok is a huge military fortress. But after all, this peninsula was prepared by the Tsarist Russians to build it into the most prosperous city in the Far East.
In advance urban design, people have reserved locations for various civil facilities, such as churches, hospitals, schools, residential areas, factory areas, mills and even farms.
If there are no immigrants coming now, it does not mean that there will be no immigrants in the future. Therefore, from the beginning of urban planning, those places must be set aside, and construction and expansion have even begun in some areas.
In the Tsar's mind, the city will have a population of at least 100,000 in the next ten years, which can be said to be the limit of the city's population in the cold Far East.
Because of this, the Vladivostok Fortress has very significant urban characteristics. It is a peninsula surrounded by the sea on three sides, and there are even several isolated islands in the sea that can be used as urban construction land. Only the north is connected to the mainland, which is where the most casualties just occurred. Tragic area.
After breaking through the first wall, the form of the war immediately changed from positional warfare to urban street fighting. The volunteer soldiers who swarmed up suddenly discovered that there was an open space behind the wall.
A huge battlefield of nearly sixty square kilometers suddenly appeared in front of everyone. Not to mention the 40,000 volunteers fighting here, even if another 40,000 people came, this huge and empty city could still accommodate it.
"What a fool, I didn't expect it to be quite big in the back! Look, these grandsons are still farming! There are actually crops over there!"
"Don't be stupid, start chasing and drive these Rakshasa ghosts into the sea!"
