When the Japanese are shelling, the infantry will not charge the position.
Ye Anran and the soldiers of the Independent Brigade hid in the trench. He took advantage of the Japanese bombardment to teach several commanders about the military skills of trench warfare.
At the same time, commanders at all levels were also told that once the sound of artillery stops, all troops must quickly enter their positions.
When the gunfire started, it was a signal for the Japanese to move to the charging position.
As soon as the gunfire ends, they will surely charge the position.
Only when the infantry engages in melee is the true foundation of the infantry of the two armies reflected.
Ma Jinshan hid in the trench.
Listening to the roar of Japanese planes in the sky, my lungs almost exploded.
Xie Ke squatted beside him, "The little devils are getting impatient. This must be their signal to charge."
"Commander, there's going to be a battle soon!"
Ma Jinshan had a bitter face, and the wrinkles on his brow almost turned into train tracks.
"Damn it, when can we knock down the Japanese plane?!"
"What a coward!"
Xie Ke looked up at the constantly vibrating steel plate, "There will definitely be some."
Ma Jinshan sighed lightly. In the afternoon, he broadcast the important news about Ye Anran's elimination of the 20th Japanese Field Artillery Regiment, the 14th Heavy Troops Regiment, the 12th Infantry Regiment, and the Taosuo Security Army throughout the country.
One stone stirs up a thousand waves.
The patriotic young people throughout Daxia are running to tell each other.
Many students held banners, gathered into sparks, and walked on the street to celebrate the Ma Army's victory.
Ma Jinshan did this to boost the morale of the soldiers.
At the same time, it also lets the common people know that there is nothing to fear from the Japanese!
Let the whole world know that at a time when the Chinese nation is in danger, there is a group of people who are fighting against the devils for the motherland, for inheriting the spark, and for defending their homeland, without fear of bloodshed or sacrifice! !
Soviet Far Eastern Regional Command.
The military vehicle escorting Natasha stopped at the entrance of the headquarters.
The guard in front of the door checked Natasha's ID, then saluted and let her go.
After returning to the Far East Command from the border station without stopping, Natasha went straight into Galen's room.
"elder brother!"
She entered the room, walked over and hugged her brother.
"I heard that you were bullied? Is this true?"
Gallon was unhappy.
He asked the soldier at the border station to be beaten, and the boy even brought his own sister with him.
Isn't this looking for a beating?
Natasha shook her golden hair, blinked her eyes, and muttered:
"I don't blame others, I want to go myself!"
"I heard it was your old man who gave the order. I thought it was fun, so I went!"
"In the end, it seems like I went too far."
Natasha took out the camera and the pre-developed photos and handed them to Gal:
"Brother, don't be angry after watching this."
Galen glanced at his sister and his expression tightened.
He took the photos, the first few were okay, they were photos of the Japanese and border station officers tearing them apart.
But when he saw the next few pictures, Gallon's anger suddenly came to Tianling Gai.
"asshole!"
"This guy is too much!!"
Gallon was as angry as if he had drank two kilograms of vodka, "Advisor, pick me up from the border station!!"
"yes……"
When the staff officer entered the room to make a call, Natasha stopped Galen, "Brother, don't be angry, I have already killed that person!!"
"real?"
"Of course, I am your sister, not someone who can be bullied by anyone!!"
Gallen breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in praise: "Well done!"
"You go back and rest first, we have something to talk about!"
"As you command!"
Gallen pushed Natasha away and looked at Gao Shen who was standing at the door, "Let's take a look at these photos."
Gao Shen walked into the room, looked at the photos and said, "General, with these photos, we have a reason to support Ye Anran."
"According to the intelligence coming from the front line, within three days, the Japanese's Sixth Brigade will land in Busan and then quickly move into Crane City."
"Their planes started bombing Hecheng last night. As of tonight, Bingcheng Airport and Haiqu Airport have taken off more than a thousand sorties to carry out bombing missions."
Galen was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.
Can Ye Anran and Hecheng Arsenal withstand such frequent bombings?
He was worried that Ye Anran would die before the Soviet air force reached Hecheng!
As the saying goes, people die for wealth and birds die for food.
The gallon is also for the sake of the grease gun. If there is a favor here, it is Ivanov's favor that is the biggest.
After all, he had never met Ye Anran.
There is no need to face the blame of the entire Soviet people for a stranger!
"Can you speak to Ye Anran?"
"Let me try."
Gao Shen walked to the phone, first called the telephone authority of the General Affairs Office, and then contacted the local consulate abroad in Yuanhecheng.
Gallon waited quietly.
While waiting for news, he called Moscow.
Moscow’s response to Gallon was only one sentence: This behavior is your personal behavior and has nothing to do with Moscow.
Gallon was helpless.
If he wants to help Ye Anran, he must continue to take personal actions and send military aid.
Galen looked down at the photo in his hand.
It is enough to have these things.
While waiting, his men delivered a newspaper.
The headline in the newspaper was Crane City News.
It says that Ye Anran won the battle at the beginning of the war!
In the case of repeated bombings by the Japanese air force, Ye Anran was able to destroy tens of thousands of Japanese troops.
Galen's eyes widened.
What a good boy, he can fight very well! !
He looked at the senior counselor who was in contact with the general affairs officer on the phone and said, "Come on, come and take a look."
Gao Shen walked up to Gallen, picked up the newspaper and read it silently, his eyes almost falling to the ground.
"Is that an exaggeration?"
Galen: "It seems that we must help you. You go and write a notice!"
"Let's just say that the Japanese were bullying the local residents in my Far East region and beat them to serious injuries, causing five deaths and ten serious injuries!"
"At the same time, the Japanese senior officers at the Hunchun Border Guard Station were bullying me, a decent woman from the Far East."
"It has posed a serious threat to the safety of residents in our Far East region. The Far East border guards have expressed strong protest and asked the Japanese to give an explanation within an hour!"
"Otherwise, our Far East border guards will not rule out using force to resolve bilateral conflicts."
"yes!"
Gallen threw the photos to Gao Shen, "Make these photos a front-page headline, print them nationwide, and publish them all over the world!"
"Condemn the evil deeds of the Japanese through radio and submit photos as evidence to the International Federation."
Gao Shen took the photo and said, "General, don't worry, I'll take care of it right away."
Wait until Gao Shen leaves.
Galen came to the phone and asked his old friend Ivanov for Hecheng's phone number.
Hang up the phone to Crane City in person.
At twelve o'clock at midnight, the bombing continued. The Japanese started with the shelling and bombed three rooms at Jingxing, Duonai Station, and Angangxi for six hours.
This time the shells directly leveled the trenches on the ground.
Ye Anran was a little worried.
He must return the bombardment immediately after the bombardment is over, otherwise, the Japanese will easily capture the second and third defensive positions that have lost the trench fortifications with a large-scale charge.
A communications soldier squatted next to Ma Jinshan holding a phone, "Commander, your phone number."
After making a phone call in the middle of the night, the first thing Ma Jinshan thought of was Ye Anran.
Under the saturation bombardment of the Japanese, Ma Jinshan was very worried that something might happen to Ye Anran. The first thing he said after answering the phone was: "I disagree!"
This "disagree" made Gallen Gangan on the other end of the phone confused.
Gallen was confused. He said in not very fluent Chinese:
"What do you disagree with?"
Ma Jinshan was stunned for a moment.
This voice sounded strange, "Who are you?"
"I am Gallen, Commander-in-Chief of the Soviet Far East Border Guards. Who are you?"
Ma Jinshan lowered his head and glanced at the phone receiver. If it weren't for the roar of artillery fire outside, he would have thought he was in a dream.
"I'm Ma Jinshan!"
"Hello, General Ma!"
"Hello!"
"I'm looking for Ye Anran..."
Ma Jinshan:......
In a word, Ma Jinshan poured cold water on him. He thought Gallon called him to give him some benefits.
Unexpectedly, he was looking for Ye Anran as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Come on, Signal Soldier, transfer the phone to the 101st Division!"
"yes!"
The call was quickly transferred to Ye Anran.
Ye Anran huddled in the trench. It was midnight, so logically it should be very cold.
But there were so many people in the trench that it couldn't stand, and the smoke was billowing from the artillery fire outside. There was nothing uncomfortable about staying in the trench except that it was a little cold while sitting.
Ma Jinhai handed the phone to Ye Anran: "Sir, this is for you!"
Ye Anran answered the phone, "I'm Ye Anran!"
"Hello, Mr. Ye!"
The voice sounded like a fighting nation, with a furry bear-like accent that was as conductive as electricity, and it touched Ye Anran's nerve endings.
He found it difficult to listen to the man opposite speaking Chinese, so he started talking to him in Russian: "Hello, who are you?"
Ye Anran tried hard to analyze the voice.
I'm afraid it's not a gallon, right? ? ?
No, at this point, I must have gone to bed long ago.
Ye Anran was calm. He had long since stopped expecting support from the Soviet Union.
As people say, if you rely on people, you will run, if you rely on trees, you will fall.
In the end, you still have to rely on yourself.
Maybe the grease gun isn’t attractive enough.
Just when Ye Anran was having random thoughts.
A man's voice then sounded on the other side of the phone: "I am Gallen, Commander-in-Chief of the Soviet Far East Border Guards!"
…
I wipe it!
Ye Anran felt his vision go dark. He looked at the phone receiver suspiciously. Fortunately, he was reborn in 1932!
If this were 2022, he wouldn't believe it even to death. It was definitely a scam call! !
"You, are you really the Far East, the Commander-in-Chief of the Far East Border Defense Force??"
Ye Anran could not help but tremble as he spoke.
That is a military god level figure! !
In the middle of the night, under Japanese bombardment, Ye Anran received a call from the Commander-in-Chief of the Far East Border Force. While Ye Anran was excited, he also had a bewildered smile on his face.
Why don't you add a chicken leg to the NPC?
Gallon: "Yes, it's me."
"I'm sorry to meet you in this way. From the sound of gunfire on your phone, your situation seems to be very dangerous."
