The Gatling heavy machine gun is worthy of the name of the battlefield meat grinder, although it is only the most primitive primary version, but the initial roar of the milk tiger also has the majesty of the king of beasts. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as Uncle Jia, who was close to the old soldiers' mouths, opened his mouth, the fox Chak Ke on the other side was dumbfounded. The barrage of 300 rounds per minute is endless, and the Reaper's scythe made of metal projectiles can slice through a layer of centaurs with every swing.

The bullet pierced the soldier's body and jumped in the formation, and Chuk, the fox who was mixed in the crowd, watched as the countless soldiers spewed bloody arrows out of their backs, and the blood-stained projectiles jumped around.

Some of the fighters were even hit by bullets and flew up, and in mid-air you could see the bullets penetrating their bodies, and the people who were shot trembled all over.

Boom, the sound of a war horse falling to the ground was all between his ears, and the soldier who broke his thigh screamed and was trampled to death by the horse's hooves later.

There were only four Gatlings, and just four Gatlings caused shocking casualties among the Cossacks. If only people could take to the skies at this time...... Of course, there is no loneliness in the sky at this moment, two huge hot air balloons have risen to a height of fifty meters, and the observation posts are recording everything on the battlefield in the cold wind.

"Look! The enemy's attack wave has been blocked! The speed of the advance force can no longer keep up with the speed of the corpses falling......"

The two observation sentries had purple lips and were wrapped in two layers of fur as they watched the battlefield with binoculars. Sure enough, in the field of vision of the telescope, the thousands of people who were impacting were falling down layer by layer, and occasionally dozens of fish that slipped through the net were also swept down by the Mauser rifles in the position.

"Inform the command that the first wave of the enemy's attack has been blocked by Chu Zhao's first division...... Gatling shooting is stable, bullets are raining down, and no mechanical failures have been found so far......"

"Oh, ah......" The soldier who took off the telescope suddenly screamed, and when he looked closely, it was actually the brass frame of the telescope and the skin frozen, but he hadn't paid attention to it, so he pulled it so hard that he directly tore off a piece of his eyelids.

I don't care about the wound, anyway, the weather in the Far East is cold, and as long as the wound is not serious, the blood will freeze directly. The wounded soldier stretched out his hand and pointed to the Suifen River ice sheet in the distance, and said in surprise, "Why didn't they blow up the ice sheet? The enemy has already touched the east bank, why don't they ......blow it up?"

The same question Chu Zhao was also roaring, and Chu Zhao, who returned to the temporary command post, yelled, "Why haven't you blown up the ice yet? What are you waiting for? Idiot......

"Report to the division commander, we have already lit it......" The adjutant said helplessly, "But look at this battlefield......"

At present, the technology of landmines is far from mature, and the mechanism of tripping, triggering, and pressing has not yet been invented, and this kind of primitive 'landmine' buried under the ice and covered with snow must be ignited by a fuse.

The bamboo pipe was frozen directly on the ice, camouflaged with snow on the surface, and then the bamboo pipe link led directly to the position of the volunteers. According to the earliest plan, as soon as the enemy cavalry showed up, the sappers on this side would immediately light the fuse.

In terms of speed, the explosives will explode as soon as the vanguard cavalry reaches the middle of the ice, and even if it cannot explode the entire ice, it will form huge ice holes that hinder the cavalry's attack.

It's a pity that the plan is not as good as the change, and the appearance of Jae Chun disrupted the rhythm of the sappers, who dared to light the fuse before this living treasure left the ice? But after Jae Chun left, the main force of the cavalry had already rushed onto the ice, and countless fuses were kicked off under the trampling of ten thousand horses.

Until the end, only one mine site exploded, and the huge impact force directly blasted the ice surface into a huge ice hole with a diameter of six meters.

"Oh my God!" the Cossack ghost cried and fell into the water like a dumpling, and in a short time the entire ice cave was covered.

Men and horses struggled to climb on the ice, people crowded, people pulled, people trampled people...... Soon after the commotion, many soldiers who had fallen into the water lost their body temperature and sank directly to the bottom of the icy and dark river.

The dying soldier opened his eyes and watched the bright light above his head getting farther and farther away, his soul seemed to be about to fly, victory was so within reach, he had survived the long march of thousands of kilometers, why did he finally die before victory.

The unwilling soldiers did not bat their eyes, and the slowly sinking soldiers scattered countless schools of fish.

"Attack! Keep attacking...... Regardless of casualties, seize the target...... Knock out a gap with your life...... "The fox Chuk's eyes were torn apart with grief, and under his command the Cossacks rushed forward and forward, and the corpses were piled up into a low wall, which the horses had to leap over to cross.

The cavalry, who was lucky enough to rush to fifteen meters in front of the position, couldn't pull the speed of the horse at all when he saw the sharp barbs on the barbed wire, and he didn't want to pull down the speed of the horse at all, and the whole man and horse were slapped on the barbed wire like a wall.

"Rush ...... Breaking through the barbed wire with the carcass of a war horse...... Infantry rush!" The soldier leaped from the carcass of his horse, his legs pierced with blood, but as if he didn't feel pain, he smirked and threw himself at the position made of the sandbags in front of him.

The volunteers on the other side were already dumbfounded, how could they have seen such a fierce person in their lives for half their lives, to such a point that they could be ruthless to themselves, and to what extent they were so ruthless to the enemy.

Just like that, in a moment of hesitation, in a moment of panic, the enemy had already pounced in front of him, and at this time, even if he was hit by a few bullets, he could escape the sandbag wall, and exchange his own death for a small breakthrough.

"Fight back...... There is a grenade ......burning on the enemy's waist, and amid countless frightened roars, I saw a man jumping out of the trench and flashing towards the enemy's sword.

"Yaga! Dare to compete with our Fuso samurai! There is a kind of comparison with the uncle! Shout out the pain, you are my ancestor's ......."

The wicked have to be grinded by the wicked, and the ruthless have even more ruthless characters to clean up, isn't it just more perverted? The Fuso samurai dare to say that he is second, and no one dares to say that he is the first.

Date White Evil rushed out of the trench, the sword at his waist came out of the sheath, and with a stabbing sound, he directly cut off the enemy's lazy waist, and the two burning grenades were knocked away.

Boom...... Two loud grenades killed several cavalrymen, and Date Hakusha was sheathed with his sword, and without saying a word, he turned around and ran towards the position, and his back was full of bullets chasing him.

"Oops...... the moment he turned over and entered the position, there was still a bullet that hit him, "Hurry up, I've been shot in the ass......!" It's too close to the root of my life, brother, take a look, my root is still there......"

The Cossack soldier outside the position had lost his legs with a big crotch, and the dying soldier was only half of his body left, and he was still crawling forward with his arms, as if he was shouting something, but no one could hear it clearly.

The few volunteers closest to him were already stupefied, and they watched as the pieces of internal organs rolled outward, dragged to the ground by the enemy.

"Ahh......h Kill these brutes, they're not human!" the guns rang out, and the volunteers went completely crazy.

Note: Beheading is a kind of torture in ancient times, and its cruelty lies in the fact that the deceased cannot die quickly, and it was Emperor Yongzheng who abolished the torture of beheading in China.

At that time, Yongzheng beheaded Yu Hongtu, a scholar and politician in Henan, and Yu Hongtu struggled and wailed in his own blood, and finally dipped his finger in his own blood and wrote seven tragic words in a row, and finally swallowed his breath.

Therefore, the plot of the beheaded soldier continuing to climb forward still has a historical basis, not a pure fantasy.