Volume VIII 1282 Remember that we were once slaves

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"Shoot! Shoot! Everyone, don't mess around, come out with your fastest rate of fire! Don't aim, I just need the rate of fire!"

In the trenches, Chu Zhao and Luo Monkey were about to burst their throats, according to the entire battle plan, their task was to resist the enemy for more than thirty minutes and then retreat to the second trench.

Their aim is to gradually lure the enemy into marching toward the Jiazi Library, and the Jiazi Depot is the big bait that will last hold back the enemy! If the attack is weak, it will not work, and its combat effectiveness will not conform to the plain requirements of the new army, and this will easily make the enemy suspicious.

But if you hit it too hard, it won't work, and it will also make the enemy choose other main attack directions, so that the armor library will not be exposed. Because of this, there were no Gatling heavy machine guns in the first line of trenches, and only minefields and hidden trenches were used to block the enemy.

But apparently Xiao Hexin and others miscalculated the enemy's strength and madness, and these Russian war bears actually tried to solve the first line of defense with a single charge.

Arrogance, incomparably arrogant! Crazy, really hysterical madness! But why did Chu Zhao, Luo Monkey and the others faintly feel that the enemy had the qualifications to be arrogant and crazy?

The ground began to shake violently, and the soldiers, with an average height of nearly two meters, rushed up like a pack of beasts shouting the slogan of Ulla, and no matter how dense the bullets rained down on the opposite side, no one flinched.

When the bullet pierced the thigh, he dragged his leg and rushed, and when he pierced his belly, he crawled forward holding his stomach, and even the enemy who was killed by one shot had to struggle to rush forward two more steps before he died, and everyone's eyes were already fanatical, that was a group of beasts.

"Ulla...... Ulla...... The roar of Ula ......" slapped upwards like the tide of the sea, and the officer holding the flag had just been beaten into a sieve by bullets, and then another officer rushed up to take the flag and wave it.

"Rush forward! End the battle with a bayonet...... The flag will never fall! Officers rushed to the front line...... The whole army presses up!"

Bang Bang Bang ...... A bullet knocked the head of the officer in charge of the flag, but at the moment when the flag was about to fall, two more platoon commanders rushed up, took the flag and rushed up.

The pace of the battle in the trenches was obviously a little chaotic, and the soldiers had been suppressed by the enemy's crazy momentum, and their faces were pale, and they only knew how to load the bullets like a machine, shoot, and then return the shells, and then reload the bullets, and shoot again, and then withdraw the shells......

"No, no, the density of firepower is not enough...... Brothers, prepare grenades! Use them openly, don't save ammo...... Prepare grenades ......"

Luo Monkey bit the hair rope with his teeth and pulled it hard, scolding, "Fuck, I think it's you crazy or the grenade is more crazy! Blow up these wild people......

With a whew, the camouflage rope nets of the entire trench were lifted, and the sunlight above the head once again shone into the trench, followed by an iron lump of locusts flying out of the trench like a locust.

Boom Boom Boom ...... Twenty-five meters in front of the position had become a sea of fire, grenade explosions covered the ground like a dark cloud of gunpowder, flying shrapnel harvested lives, and one Russian soldier after another fell to the ground like cutting wheat.

The officers and soldiers who arranged artillery firing positions in the rear of the Russian army were stupid, they did not expect that these Chinese actually had so many grenades, and their hearts were bleeding from this bombardment.

And those soldiers clenched their fists one by one, and their nails were embedded in the flesh, and they didn't know that it hurt: "Come on brother, come on warriors! For the sake of His Majesty the Tsar...... Remember who we are, we were slaves!"

"Ulla...... Kill these Chinese and remember who we are, we were once slaves!"

The red-haired Ackerson trembled slightly, and he sneered and said, "Yes, that's right! That's it, remember your identity, you were once slaves! It was the great tsar who gave you the status of a free man! And now, it's time for you to repay your kindness!"

"Rush forward, this explosion won't bother you ......"

The battle flag of the Russian army rushed out of the smoke of the grenade, and it was full of holes cut by the fragments of the grenade.

But the flag did not fall, it was still hunting! The soldiers who charged behind the flag did not flinch, they were still advancing.

"Only by winning this battle can we truly get rid of our slave status......! We fight! for our own destiny...... We should fight more!"

"Rush forward, white-knuckle fighting! Ulla ......"

At a distance of 25 meters, it was too late to carry out a second grenade bombardment, and the Russian vanguard rushed into the trench like a herd of crazy bulls.

"Counterattack! The fourth battalion of Xuanwu counterattacks! Hold the trench and repel the enemy......" Chu Zhao and Luo Monkey didn't even have time to draw their command knives at this moment, they directly picked up the most commonly used sapper shovel and slashed at the enemy's head.

This steel-mouthed sapper shovel is actually better than a bayonet, and it is so powerful that it can split a bear's head with a single spade.

The air was suddenly filled with a fishy stench, the enemy's bayonets were inserted into the ribs of the Chinese soldiers, and the Chinese sapper shovels cut the enemy's necks, and the war had only begun for 25 minutes, and it had already entered the most brutal white-knuckle combat.

"Kill these Chinese! Long live the Tsar!" blood gushed like a fountain between the bayonet swing.

"Cut down these rakshasas! This is our Chinese land, and behind us is the wealth of the Chinese people! Fight for the prime minister! Die for the Chinese people!" The emaciated Chinese soldiers showed no weakness in the face of a bear-like enemy, even if they were all killed.

The howls that came out of the trenches were not human beings at all, and the cold weapons collided together, inspiring countless drops of blood and billions of sparks, and the corpses were soon covered all over the ground.

The Russian troops who rushed up first were the ones who suffered the most from shooting and grenades, and they were covered with wounds, which directly affected their combat effectiveness.

The second and third waves of Russian soldiers who jumped in were in a slightly better condition, their bodies were still there, and there were no fatal wounds on their bodies, and when they threw themselves into the trenches, they quickly took the initiative in the local battle.

These beasts seem to like to use cold weapons to brutally tear apart the enemy's courage, they like to use the most brutal killing to deter the enemy's will to fight, the barbarians in the bitter cold land of the north have been like this since ancient times, in the cruelty of the dù, agricultural civilization will never be their opponent.

But today, the fourth battalion of the Xuanwu Division, this army born from the group of Qing refugees, this new army composed entirely of farmers and craftsmen, actually withstood this group of professional murderers from the north, which is really a miracle!

Chu Zhao had already killed red-eyed, he brandished a sapper shovel in his left hand, and a hundred forging Tang knife given by Xiao Letian in his right hand, killing like a blood gourd, still shouting while killing.

"We are the Xuanwu Division! The Chinese are recognized as the number one good guard! Even if the whole army is wiped out today...... We can't lose the name of our Xuanwu Division!"

"Remember the heroic soul of the water ghost of the country! as long as we are in ...... The line will never fall!"

Note: The second update of the ninth layer cake, thank you!

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