Since Wang Yizhe joined the Fengjun Army, he has participated in several battles and is considered a complete veteran. However, this battle was the most intense one he encountered. The Russians concentrated a large number of heavy artillery and bombarded the Fengjun Army's position.
, the unique roar of heavy artillery shells makes people shudder.
The equipment of the Feng army and the Russians are basically the same, so Liu Guiwu also understands the terrifying power of these artillery pieces. Just one shell is enough to create a no-man's land with a radius of tens of meters. If he were in the center of the explosion, his whole body would be stunned.
Being directly vaporized, leaving nothing behind, this is the complete absence of bones.
He and his comrades could only hide in the shell-proof hole, huddled up, and waited for the shelling to end.
"Damn it, when did this old man become rich? This cannon seems to have no end." A soldier couldn't help complaining.
"What else can I do? Reinforcements are probably coming!"
"Humph, no matter how many people there are, they can never cross our position."
Wang Yizhe also said: "Yes, if we fight with the Russians, even if we die in battle, we can be like Prince Yue, with a name that will go down in history, and future generations will follow suit. What is there to be afraid of!"
Before they finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly exploded above their heads. Like muffled thunder, violent vibrations passed through the thick soil layer, and the soil in the cave fell with crackling sounds, falling all over them.
Bah! After spitting out the mud in his mouth, Wang Yizhe also shouted that it was a lucky thing that the shells that fell on their heads were not 152mm artillery shells, but at most 122mm shells. Otherwise, even if there were two
Protected by a three-meter-thick layer of soil, it would be unimaginable to be hit directly. The mere vibration could shatter the internal organs.
"Brothers, we have always had good luck, and it will be the same in the future. The old man can never hope to beat us."
The Russians didn't see it that way at this time, especially this guy Budyonni, who personally commanded on the front line. Through the telescope, he saw that the Fengjun position was in a mess, and all the fortifications were in pieces, everywhere.
They are all shocking craters.
Budyonny could not help but show a triumphant smile. As an officer in the Tsarist Russian era, Budyonny only believed in two things. One was firepower and the other was military strength. As long as he had these two things, he would not worry about not winning the war. It happened to be
At this time, he had an absolute advantage in both, and victory seemed not far away.
"Brave Red Army soldiers, charge forward and destroy all the Chinese!" Budyonny's order was passed on, and countless Russian soldiers crossed the trenches, and the dense team, overwhelming, rushed towards the Feng army.
The sharp bayonets and the shouts of Ula-ula filled the entire battlefield with an atmosphere of terror. The Russians were getting closer and closer to Fengjun's position, and only then did intensive gunfire sound from Fengjun's position.
Click, click, click, the machine gun fired accurately, and the Russians who were at the front fell down in pieces. The Russians who followed were still expressionless, and they were still charging fiercely. Their companions in front were like wormwood.
Even if you die, it's nothing special.
Stepping on the corpses, these Russians were still advancing, bang, bang, bang... the artillery that had been silent finally entered the battle. Zhang Henian knew that his artillery was at an absolute disadvantage in numbers, so he did not choose to engage in bombardment with the Russians. Now he faced
Against the dense charging troops, artillery can exert its powerful power.
Boom boom boom, the ground was shaken, and there were clouds of fire. All the lives of the surrounding Russians were swept away, the corpses were blown to pieces, and holes appeared in the dense crowd.
Budyonny was observing the battle from behind. He did not expect that Fengjun would still have the ability to resist. It was beyond his expectation. Under such intensive bombardment, even if it reached the European battlefield, it would be able to survive.
The troops are also elite forces. It is almost incredible when the cowardly and incompetent Chinese have reached the level of the great powers.
"Comrade Commander, the soldiers have suffered too many casualties and cannot charge forward!" the staff officer reported the situation to Budyonny with a face filled with smoke.
Budyonny looked gloomy and suddenly said loudly: "Send the tank troops up, let them clear the way for the infantry, crush the Chinese position in one fell swoop, and let them taste the power of the red iron fist!"
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Wang Yizhe and the others had just repelled a fierce attack by the Russians, but they had also paid a heavy price. Five soldiers from his platoon had already died, and three others were seriously injured.
One of the soldiers was shot in the abdomen and his intestines were leaking out. He was put on a stretcher and finally said with all his strength: "If I die and kill a few more Russians, it will be like burning paper!"
China has never lacked hot-blooded men. With such soldiers, sooner or later, it will become stronger. Among the soldiers, Wang Yizhe found a rare energy and a high-spirited spirit. Whether he is a soldier or a soldier
Officers, even ordinary people and workers, everyone has a goal and strives hard. This is something you will never feel in Baoding Military Academy.
Wang Yizhe shook the gun in his hand vigorously. No matter how many Russians there were, they had nothing to fear! There was another huge roar on the battlefield, and a dozen huge shadows roared towards this side in the distance.
Came over.
Tank! The Russians also sent out such a killing weapon. Under the protection of the steel monster, the gray animals got closer and closer to the Feng army. They crushed the barbed wire and passed through the trench. Wang Yizhe and the others could already clearly see the tank.
Huge body.
Click, click, click. The machine gun swept over their heads. The bullets splashed mud and covered their bodies. The huge tanks rushed over arrogantly. Seeing these steel monsters moving unimpeded, the Russians also exploded.
There was a loud cheer.
A tank rushed directly in the direction of Wang Yizhe and others. The distance between the two sides had shortened to twenty meters. The tiny figure facing the huge tank would make anyone feel a sincere feeling of fear.
But this was not the time to be afraid. Two Fengjun soldiers carried explosive canisters and rushed forward without hesitation. They had all received anti-tank training. As long as they could blow up the tracks, this behemoth would stop, and once it stopped,
, the tank loses its power.
The soldier at the front was already less than five meters away from the tank. Suddenly, several rounds of bullets were fired at him. His body trembled a few times and he fell to the ground with a plop.
The soldier behind had just taken a few steps forward, but was also hit. After a bad start, Wang Yizhe's eyes suddenly turned red and his fist slammed to the ground.
"Give me all the grenades and I'll blow up this bastard's shell!"
"It's better for me to go!" A soldier on the side grabbed him and said with a smile: "You are from the military academy, and you are more useful alive than me. Don't argue with me at this time. You don't mean that we can die.
Like a great hero, you will be remembered forever, this life is enough!"
"There is no value in human life. I have brothers in my family. It's my turn..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a loud noise, and a ball of fire burst out from the side of the tank, and the track was suddenly broken. It turned out that the soldier who fell behind was not sacrificed. He endured the severe pain and
Holding the blasting tube in his arms, he rolled under the tank. With a loud noise, the Russian giant shook and finally stopped.
Wang Yizhe and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief. Without the cover of this big guy, the Russians behind them all became living targets, and they were constantly being swept away.
At this time, the entire front was in a bitter battle. The tanks and armored vehicles dispatched by the Russians had already broken through several gaps. These arrogant Russian troops thought that victory was in sight.
After receiving the report, Zhang Henian showed a proud smile on his face and said to Zhang Tingshu at the side: "Second Young Master, it's time for you to show off your skills!"
Zhang Tingshu had already been gearing up. He smiled and said, "Just watch, I'm going to scrap all the Russian tanks in one fell swoop!"
Zhang Tingshu ran to the assembly ground in a hurry. He originally had 60 tanks. After the battle, he now only had 46 tanks, but this was enough.
Zhang Tingshu jumped into the first command vehicle, all the tanks roared like a roar, and all the Tuckers lined up in a column and rushed out from the flanks.
Their target was the Russians' retreat. Tanks were in the lead, armored vehicles followed closely, and a giant steel dragon appeared on the battlefield. The Fengjun soldiers who heard the roar of their tanks were all overjoyed, which made the Russians arrogant.
Their retribution finally came.
The armored troops led by Zhang Tingshu were like a huge sickle. The Russians were struggling to attack, but their retreat was cut off by Feng Jun.
The dense flow of people faced the steel chariot, which was vulnerable to a blow. The sound of crushing limbs continued to be heard from under the tracks, and the Russians suddenly lost their position.
The tanks that were attacking Fengjun's position were frightened when they learned that their way back was cut off. They hurriedly turned around and rushed towards Fengjun's tank.
Many of the Russian tanks are old World War I models with complex turrets, some are only equipped with machine guns, and their armor is relatively weak. Facing the Fengjun tanks, they have neither performance nor quantity advantages.
Boom! A tank gun hit the front armor of the Russians, and the turret was immediately blown away. All the Russians inside were blown to pieces. More than a dozen tanks were named one by one and turned into a pile of scrap metal.
The fire was burning, and these big guys became the most eye-catching symbols on the battlefield.
Seeing this scene, the Russian soldiers felt a shadow cast over their hearts. At this time, Zhang Tingshu, without any courtesy, commanded the tank and rushed towards the Russian artillery position.
Budyonni also saw this scene. His eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and the corners of his eyes were about to burst. If the cannons were destroyed, how could he continue to fight?
"The cavalry charges quickly to stop the Chinese!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.
