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Five hundred and twentieth IX dumplings

"Adjust the muzzle and shoot!"

At the most critical moment of the battle, a mortar company came to help. The company commander shouted loudly, and six mortars were aimed at the Japanese who were rushing up. One shell after another was fired, and in the air

After crossing a graceful arc, he instantly landed among the charging Japanese troops.

The sound of explosions continued, and scores of Japanese fell to the ground, their blood dyeing the ground red. No matter how fanatical and tenacious they were, they would still be blown to pieces in the face of dense shells, without any exception.

The mortars formed a barrier of death, and the explosions overwhelmed the cries on board. The Long Live Charge lost its grace in the face of the steel storm. The Japanese soldiers who followed were suppressed and had no chance to raise their heads.

The Japanese soldiers who rushed into the Fengjun trenches were immediately in trouble.

They have to face three Fengjun soldiers alone, and Fengjun not only has the advantage in numbers, but also has a large number of pistols, which can play a huge advantage in the battle. Gradually, there are fewer and fewer Japanese remaining.

, they were compressed into a small area of ​​tens of meters.

The leader, a Japanese major, had blood in his eyes. He was a top student who had just graduated from the Japanese Army University. He had a bright future. He was looking forward to following the path of his predecessors, opening up new territories for the empire, and making unparalleled contributions.

But everything in front of him dashed all his hopes. He regretted, he was resentful, and he didn't want to believe it! How could the Chinese defeat the powerful Japan? This guy had ferocious features, raised his sword high, and rushed towards Feng Jun.

Come over, and the rest of Japan will follow.

Da da da…

After the sound of machine gun fire, all these Japanese fell to the ground. Feng Jun gave them no chance to fight. At this moment, they all turned into a pile of corpses. The major was even hit by dozens of bullets. His chest was beaten into pieces.

A hornet's nest, all his ambitions and dreams came to nothing.

The entire front line finally turned the corner, and Zhou Zijian breathed a sigh of relief. However, in the hand-to-hand combat, more than two hundred Fengjun soldiers died, and countless others were injured. These Japanese were indeed not easy to deal with.

Zhou Zijian did not care about his emotions, but devoted all his efforts to repairing the fortifications, transporting the wounded, and replenishing ammunition to deal with possible continued attacks by the Japanese.

"Baga!" Nishikawa Torajiro received the battle report from the front. The Banzai Charge had been defeated. A whole brigade of Japanese soldiers died on the way to the charge. He also suddenly seemed to have fallen into an ice hole. Could it be that what was happening in front of him was

The Chinese are so difficult to deal with, do the Japanese have to suffer the fate of defeat?

Nishikawa stood up suddenly and shouted loudly: "Call Semenov over. I want to see him!"

At this moment, a guy whose whole body was blackened by gunpowder smoke ran in rolling and crawling. As soon as he saw Xichuan, he cried: "It's over, it's over, my cavalry is all over!"

The guy who came was none other than Semyonov. He originally led his men to attack the flanks and contain Feng Jun. But just like the Japanese soldiers, he also did not take Feng Jun seriously. Although his old subordinate Enqin had already

He was defeated at the hands of Feng Jun. He even lost his head.

However, Semyonov still firmly believed that he could defeat the Feng army and easily eliminate the Chinese. It was out of this arrogance that Semyonov ordered the cavalry to violently attack the Feng army's right-wing position, and rushed towards the Feng army one after another.

military.

Shoot the man first, shoot the horse first, and capture the thief first, capture the king. This is the kingly rule on the battlefield. Although the opponent's most powerful combat force is the Japanese army, these White Russian cavalry represent the enemy's mobility. If they are eliminated, the opponent's

The mobility will be greatly reduced and the possibility of escape will be lost.

From the Sino-Russian border to the densely populated Siberian Railway, there is a distance of at least six to seven hundred kilometers, or even thousands of kilometers. If there are not enough war horses, it is impossible to escape unscathed.

At the beginning of the war, Fengjun dispatched reconnaissance planes to keep an eye on the actions of the White Russian cavalry. When they discovered that they were swooping on Fengjun's right wing, Fengjun also made comprehensive preparations and buried a large number of cavalry on the route of the charge.

of mines.

After these cavalry rushed in, they enjoyed this treatment. A large number of mines exploded. The legs and soft abdomen of the war horses were all attacked, and they were dripping with blood in an instant. The hooves were blown off, the stomach was burst, and the intestines of the war horse were

All over the floor.

Plop, plop, the war horses kept falling to the ground, and the cavalry on them were also thrown to the ground. Then their companions who rushed up trampled them into pieces and turned them into a ball of meat and pulp.

At this time, the Fengjun's firepower was also aimed at them. The Maxim machine gun was like the scythe of death, constantly harvesting lives. The ferocious Cossacks once again became vulnerable. Semyonov, who was in charge of the command, saw this

After one scene, I was stunned.

He originally wanted to get an advantage, but he actually kicked the iron plate and lost hundreds of soldiers. Semyonov even wanted to give himself a few words. The protagonist of the battlefield was originally a Japanese, so why should he be the scapegoat?

He quickly ordered the cavalry to withdraw.

At this time, Zhang Henian led his men, crossed the Kyaktu River on the solid river ice, and quietly returned to the flanks and rear of the White Russian cavalry. After dealing with the White Russians several times, Fengjun had accumulated enough

Experience, the key to dealing with them is the intensity of the energy output. As long as there is intensive firepower, there is no need to worry about being unable to destroy these cavalry.

The soldiers of a regiment led by Zhang Henian all used submachine guns, and also brought a large number of machines and mortars. Just as the cavalry retreated, Feng Jun decisively launched an attack. Artillery shells and bullets were like a heavy rain, raining down on these White Russians.

Called over.

They were originally a group of defeated generals. When their morale and morale were at their lowest, they were attacked by the Feng army. They were attacked from both sides. These White Russians collapsed in an instant, and the cavalry ran around. The more they fled, the more vulnerable they were to attack.

"Hit, hit hard! Don't let anyone go!"

Zhang Henian personally held a heavy machine gun and poured bullets into the White Russians. Thousands of Russians were killed and their corpses piled up like mountains. At this time, the Fengjun army on the opposite side also chased out and hunted down these escaping guys.

The Air Force was not to be left alone. After completing their reconnaissance mission, they also targeted these cavalrymen. They were big and easy to attack. The planes passed over the cavalrymen's heads and the bullets swept past them. The cavalrymen had no way to avoid them.

Ability fell under the horse one after another.

Either died under the firepower of the Feng army, or were trampled to death by their companions. Along the Kyaktu River, there were corpses of people and horses everywhere, piled up in such a pile that no one dared to look directly at them. Semyonov

He finally came to his senses and wanted to dominate the world with just his cavalry. Gone are the days. Anyway, even if the gold catches up, it is not his, so why should he sacrifice his life for the Japanese?

Semyonov took the remaining men and horses and fled in a hurry. At this moment, a plane stared at them and swooped down suddenly. A string of bullets swept Semyonov's entourage, and suddenly there were more than a dozen cavalrymen.

He fell under the horse, his body was covered with shocking bullet holes, and he died instantly.

Seeing that the plane was coming back and about to launch another attack, Semyonov abandoned his horse in a panic and rolled onto the snow. The guy spread his legs and ran away desperately.

Semyonov was no longer young. Running in the thick snow, he had to use up all his strength with every step. The old guy felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest, but he did not dare to do anything.

Stop, Zhang Henian has already led Fengjun to kill them.

The Cossack cavalry had completely lost all courage and could only flee in a panic. As the saying goes, they were desperate and many people abandoned Semyonov and fled directly into the Siberian wilderness.

Semyonov finally reached Nishikawa's headquarters. Seeing him in such a mess, Nishikawa's heart suddenly shrank.

He took a few steps quickly, grabbed Semyonov's chest, and asked loudly: "Did you fail?"

"Your Excellency, General, the Fengjun's artillery fire is too fierce. I don't think we can take advantage of them. It's better to retreat as soon as possible!"

"Bastard!" Nishikawa Torajiro suddenly felt something bad. The cavalry was finished, and his left wing had lost its cover. And without these cavalry, how could the Japanese outrun Feng Jun's pursuit with their two short bowed legs?

What! In addition, the Japanese did not have much food left. If they retreated, even if they could return to Chita, there was no telling how many people would starve to death. He suddenly found himself in a desperate situation.

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Nishikawa's heart suddenly felt cold, and the strength in his body was suddenly drained. He sat slumped on his seat, and his mind went blank. He would become the first Japanese general defeated by the Chinese.

Well, how can you live with such shame?

Xi Chuan kept asking himself, and suddenly a staff officer ran over in a hurry and said with a change of expression: "Division Commander, something bad has happened. Fengjun dispatched armored vehicles and they launched a counterattack!"

"What!" Xichuan was suddenly shocked and said hurriedly: "Hold it, let all the soldiers hold it!"

At this time, the situation on the battlefield had completely reversed. With the destruction of the Cossack cavalry, the Feng army had swept towards the Japanese from the flanks. Qin Wei also keenly grasped the changes in the fighter planes. He moved all twelve armored vehicles equipped by the entire army.

He took it out and crushed it towards the Japanese.

At the same time, the heavy artillery troops also concentrated their firepower and bombarded the Japanese front line. With every shot, big Japanese were blown to pieces. Armored vehicles had incomparable advantages. Their wide tracks could move quickly in the ice and snow.

As they advanced forward, as soon as they caught up with the Japanese, the tracks lightly ran over them, and they immediately became a puddle of meat. Finally, the Japanese began to retreat.

More and more Japanese fled backwards, but they had lost the best opportunity. Both wings of the Feng army had been dispatched, like a big net. It was time to close the net. The Japanese were attacked by menacing attackers.

Became a turtle in a urn! (To be continued...)


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