As a result, the scene came to a strange stagnation. Seeing that the offensive could not be pushed forward, artillery fire began to cover the area in large quantities, one wave after another.
Vladimia is even considering whether to call in armored vehicles to assist in the attack.
At the same time, Zhao Ming did not expect such a change at all.
According to his initial guess, with good luck, these miners who stayed behind would be able to hold on for one day, which is definitely the longest time expected. If they were not lucky, they might be defeated in one encounter and then surrender in batches.
But who could have imagined that the will of this group of people to resist would be so fierce.
This group of left-behind miners were forced into desperation and did not want to travel too far south, nor did they want to continue mining day and night.
Most of the family members related to them died one after another during the suppression of the last rebellion. Even if they did not die, they were also purged.
There is a natural reason why these people have a strong will to resist. It is simply a matter of dying, whether they die from exhaustion or to fight to death, there are only two choices.
Choosing the latter means that there is no turning back. They will not think that they are all fighting, and there is a possibility of survival if they surrender. It is impossible for them to continue to mine.
This is a group of desperate desperadoes who are already barefoot and are not afraid of wearing shoes. If they want to eat this piece of meat, they must exhaust their ammunition or kill them all.
But with so many people and such strong defenses, it would not be enough for a full regiment to capture them.
Indeed, the only thing limiting them is ammunition.
Zhao Ming left a lot of ammunition for them, but not too much.
There were a total of 500,000 rounds of machine gun bullets in the armory of this military station. Because there were too many, Zhao Ming could not drag them all away in one go, so he left 100,000 rounds for them.
One hundred thousand rounds is definitely not a small amount. Each of the ten light and heavy machine guns can fire 10,000 rounds.
Normally, it would not be a problem to hold back a full regiment of troops, slowly deplete them, control the output frequency, and maintain them for half a month.
But this group of people didn't know how to save bullets. When they saw the enemy coming up, they all unleashed their firepower, and many bullets were wasted.
But even if they were so wasteful, it was impossible for Lieutenant Colonel Vladimir to frequently let his men charge.
Therefore, the frequency of the opponent's bullet consumption depends on whether Lieutenant Colonel Vladimir is willing to charge one after another.
And because he did not know the overall specific circumstances of this incident, not only Vladimia did not know, but also Major Petrov, who had experienced an ambush, did not know.
So they thought it was the rebels stationed here, so Vladimia simply fought here.
And directly summoned the nearby armored battalion to request support. Yes, it was so outrageous. It didn't even call for air support.
But considering that he had insufficient intelligence, it was justifiable to do so.
After all, the initial request for help they received showed that the military station was attacked by rebels.
The signal for help is clear, why don't we just fight here?
Because it is not clear that a group of forces like Zhao Ming still exists, the significance of air support is not great.
Air strikes can severely damage a military garrison, but if you want to capture this military garrison, you still need armored forces to take action.
More importantly, the land and air are at odds.
As a result, time came to the fifth day in a blink of an eye. As Zhao Ming and his party were resting in place near the Saiyinsanda Mountains, everyone was already a little exhausted.
On the fifth day, except for a few scattered hours of rest every day, the large army has been on the road without sleep.
Coupled with the constant worry about air power reconnaissance or even air strikes, everyone's spirits have been highly tense.
But the result is intriguing. It has been so long, and there is no sound of any reconnaissance plane flying above.
But everyone hadn't let down their guard yet. After resting for a few hours, Zhao Ming decided to leave a small number of people here to support them, and prepared to go straight into the grassland.
After all, no one knows whether they will encounter pursuers next.
However, when they were preparing to leave, they found a large group of people rushing towards this direction.
After a little confirmation, I couldn't help but be surprised to find that this group of people was actually a group of Han people who were willing to follow them south!
"You didn't encounter any danger along the way?"
Zhao Ming looked at the leader of the group and asked in a deep voice.
The man opposite is named Zhou Xiong. His ancestral home is Lu Province. He is the tallest among this group of people. He is 1.95 meters tall and has a very broad frame. Mainly because he has been exploited and worked for a long time, he looks lean and lean. of.
"No...no!"
Zhou Xiong shook his head and responded angrily. At the same time, he looked at Zhao Ming hesitantly and asked tentatively, "Sir, when you say this, you will tell us who you are. Can you tell us now?"
Along the way, Zhou Xiong and the others had been discussing the identities of Zhao Ming and the others.
In fact, they had already had a guess in their minds, but they were afraid that it was just a fantasy. Because once the final truth does not match their imagination, they may collapse as they go.
Many of them want to go home and get out of here.
Many people here entered Outer Mongolia from the country ten years ago, because at that time Outer Mongolia was still part of the country.
So some of them are businessmen doing business, some are Taoist priests preaching, and some are visiting relatives.
Later, due to the great change in the situation, the merchants were unable to go back, the Taoist priests who preached were persecuted, and those who used to visit relatives were also detained there.
All of a sudden, they seemed to have become homeless and rootless.
At first, those who had relatives there could stay with their relatives, while those who had no relatives stayed in the homes of fellow villagers.
But as time passed, the top leaders of Outer Mongolia began to deliberately please Russia and took some drastic actions.
Exploitation and deliberate suppression also appeared.
That was also the main reason for the anti-independence movement in the first half of this year.
They want to go home. They really hope that this is an army from their own country!
Zhao Ming was originally thinking about the meaning of the first half of the other party's words. Since this group of teams heading south did not encounter any pursuit attacks, it meant that the foreigners were most likely held back or affected by some other factors.
Overall they seem to be much safer.
But suddenly he found that these people were all staring at him, their eyes bright and hopeful, and then Zhao Ming remembered the second half of what the other party had just said.
After looking at these lovely eyes, Zhao Ming took a deep breath, nodded with a smile, and gave a satisfactory answer.
"That's right! We are here to rescue you! Don't worry, you will be able to go home soon!"
As these words came out, the expected excitement did not appear. Instead, there was a burst of silent crying.
Many men and women have begun to cry. There are also some women among these people, but the number is not large. The male to female ratio is at the level of 9:1.
Most of the women are relatively young, no more than forty years old at most, because the older ones may have died of fatigue long ago.
Men generally have it between the ages of 27 and 50.
Many may have arrived in Outer Mongolia in their teens and are now almost thirty.
And some people who arrived in Outer Mongolia at the age of 30 may now be in their 40s or 50s.
Just looking at it, everyone looked vicissitudes of life. Without asking, I would have thought that these were a group of middle-aged and elderly people in their 40s, 50s, or even 60s and 70s.
Long-term labor has left traces of time on their bodies.
But at least, they are better than working under the hands of Japanese people. Zhao Ming still remembers a documentary text he read in his previous life.
These people may not be as miserable, but their lives are no different than pigs.
