Chapter 3 Vertical and Horizontal (9)

'Hidden.' This is down. Andrei was completely sober. Push away Boris, who was holding himself. And he threw his legs out of the tent. Redbeard just came here yesterday evening. If Redbeard wants to take down the command of this team. The best option is to take advantage of the range of the mortar . Direct bombardment of the Central Army's tent.

"Archon. Your boots." Boris's reflexes are also not slow. Rushing out of the tent after André's figure. In the first rays of the morning light. They saw two cavalry teams flying over the makeshift walls of the camp. Warriors on horseback are armed with thick-backed machetes with very Chinese characteristics. Kill the Belarusians who have just woken up in the camp.

"Don't panic. Don't panic. Organize a counterattack in situ. There were few of them. There weren't many of them." Andrei didn't care about wearing boots. Standing barefoot on the ground and shouting. No one would obey him. Even if it's his own henchmen. It's been almost a busy night. I just poured a belly of liquor again. I also have no strength to re-end the steady gun.

Most Belarusian bandits have just woken up from a nightmare. I don't know where I am. When he heard the sound of dense horses' hooves coming straight above his head. Instinctively stumbling out of the tent. Their spines are crushed. became the best target for raiders. The big black man who led the team dragged the steel knife. A two-foot-long gash was dragged out of the shoulder blade of a Belarusian bandit. Blood spurted from the wound like a fountain. The cold morning breeze blew into clouds of pale pink smoke. Heavy fog. The big black man slashed at another stumbling Russian bandit with a steel knife. Slit his head off his neck.

"It's the Irumo Dragon. He's rushing this way." Boris pulled Andrei, who had straight eyes. Scream loudly. Someone who can wield a steel knife on horseback to such an incredible degree. Legend has it that there is only one. That's the former lone thief. The current Eighth Route Army guerrilla cavalry leader is in the clouds. Last night, Andrei also framed this man to sneak into the camp and assassinate the Grand Commander Ivanov. I didn't expect the other party to come to the door this morning.

"Don't panic. Don't panic. He didn't know the two of us were standing here." Andrei was dragged along. Backhand pull Boris. Raise the other arm. A big slap in the face." Two legs can't outrun four legs. You are no longer calm. We're all going to die today. Hurry up and go to the back camp to organize a counterattack. I'm here to find a way to hold them back."

Boris was beaten to the point of starry starry though. But his mind has become much clearer. Stunned. I asked with some emotion." Then you. There aren't a few people around you."

"I'm the big boss." Crisis. Andre finally embodies a bit of his true character. A kick kicked away Boris, who was trying to pull him along and flee to the back camp. Roar." Since I have snatched this position from old Ivan. Sooner or later, there will be such a day. Just go. Don't delay your efforts. Before the enemy can completely crush us."

"Hey." Boris wiped away tears. Crawling and fleeing to the rear camp. Andrei took a hateful breath of the cold morning air. Turn around and run into the tent. Dig out a brand new 38 big cover. It was given to Ivanov by the Japanese as a gift. The oil on the gun has not been wiped clean. From top to bottom, there is a luster peculiar to modern weapons.

The bullets are also full of bags. It was placed next to Ivanov's usual seat. Andrey straddles the bullet pouch over his shoulder. Dragging his rifle out of the tent again. The front of the camp has been completely stirred into a pot of porridge by the sneak attackers. At least hundreds of Belarusians lost their lives in their sleep. Those who were lucky enough not to be hacked to death by the steel knife scrambled to avoid the trampling of the war horses. There is no resistance.

Two cavalrymen dressed in different costumes were led by Irumo Dragon and Blackbeard. Gallop back and forth in the camp. It's like being in a no-man's land. Both of them are good hands on horseback for many years. Whether it's riding or swordsmanship. All are top notch. Several White Russians had no way to escape. Turned around and tried to pull them off the saddle from the side. But he was stabbed one by one by the dragon and the blackbeard. All of them were cut down to the ground. The two cavalry teams that followed them rode through the pool of blood. Pounce on the other helpless Russians . Like a tiger into a flock.

"Irumo Dragon. I am here. You have the ability to come at me." Andrei roared angrily. Lying on his stomach behind a corpse killed by a shell. Shoot wildly at the Irumo Dragon." Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong ......" bullets fired continuously did not hit the dragon in the clouds. But it has managed to attract a lot of attention. Including some Belarusian bandits who run around like flies. Finally found the backbone. Dragging long guns and short guns. Crying and running to Andrei's side.

"Move closer to me. Move closer to me. Don't panic. There were only about a hundred of them. As long as we resist the first wave of offensive. You can get them out of the camp." After all, he is an old bandit. Andrei has a lot of combat experience. After giving up his life. It didn't take long for me to think of a way to get through the crisis.

"Move closer to the second commander. Move closer to the second commander. Let's intercept them with platoon guns. Intercept them with platoon guns. Two legs can't run on four legs. If you don't stop them. None of us can survive today." Seeing Andrei fighting to the death and not retreating. Several minor bosses also regained their composure. Rip your throat open. Shout in Russian .

Driven by the survival yuang. Many Belarusian bandits have forgotten about fear for the time being. Jumping out of hiding. Dragging guns of all colors. Desperate to move closer to Andrei.

Zhou Hei Carbon was furious. Lead the brothers in the independent battalion who have just changed banners to catch up. Chop at the back of a Belarusian. More than a dozen Belarusian bandits who could not dodge were hacked to death on the spot. But more Belarusian bandits accelerated towards Andrey. There are also a few old bandits with a big beard. I know I can't outrun young people. Turn your head. A cry of despair came out of his mouth." Ahh

"Ahh He was slashed upside down with his knife and flew out. The volley turned into two segments. The second old White Russian bandit cried and rolled down. Horse legs hugging black carbon from the ground. Zhou Heicarbon's mount raised its four hooves. Kicked this man's stomach to a pulp. But before swallowing. The old bandit managed to hold on to a horse's hoof. Forced Zhou Black Carbon to stop his mount. Leaned over and cut off his arms.

The wolf nature of the Russians. It is fully embodied in this moment. It only takes a few seconds. More than a dozen elderly bandits had already pounced on the galloping horses. I'd rather be trampled by a horse's hooves and break my tendons. It is also necessary to fight for the opportunity of the accomplices to fight back. Although the teams of Zhou Heitan and Zhao Tianlong were not caused any losses by the old bandits. The speed of the shock has slowed down considerably. Take advantage of this effort. Andrei, the second commander of the Belarusian gang, finally gathered a gang of outlaws. Take cover with the corpses of your own companions. Pulled the trigger on the officers of the guerrillas and separate battalions.

"Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong." Dare to gather together with Andrey to fight the Belarusian bandits . They are veterans with a lot of combat experience. The hastily organized firepower is thin. But it's very rhythmic. Several fighters of the separate battalion who rushed on the perimeter of the horse team were hit by bullets. Fall headlong. The warhorse, which had lost its master, screamed and left the ranks. Running around in the camp. Two young bandits hiding behind a collapsed tent and pretending to be dead are trampled by horses' hooves. Screaming. An experienced veteran bandit grabbed the reins. Flew and flipped onto the horse's back.

"Damn." Zhou Hei Carbon was furious. Turn the mount. He led his brothers and threw himself at Andre. That's what Andre is asking for. End steady gun. Keep pulling the trigger on Zhou Heicarbon and others.

"Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong." Neither the Thirty-Eight Gaier nor the Water Bead Rifle can be fired in bursts. In the hands of experienced bandits. But they can cooperate with each other to play continuous firepower. More independent battalion fighters were shot. Screaming, he fell off his horse. Several old bandits who were hiding behind the tent and firing cold guns took the opportunity to rush out. Hold the ownerless mount. Turn around and charge into the horse team.

Rhythm of attack of a separate battalion. There was a great deal of interference. Had to slow down the pace of advancement. Entangle with enemies from afar and near. Zhao Tianlong, who was chasing and killing the rout on the other side, saw this. Hurriedly made a gesture. Led the guerrillas to rush over for reinforcements. An old Russian bandit who had just climbed on horseback keenly noticed the situation. Lean over and pick up a saber from the ground. Roared and greeted him.

"Avenge the Grand Commander." The old bandit's mouth. Let out the beast's deathbed roar. Don't ask for anything. Just want to be able to interfere with the other party's command. Only rushed three or two steps. The speed of the war horse has not yet fully increased. A bullet flying from outside the camp pierced his head accurately." Ahh The roar of the old bandit stopped abruptly. Screaming and falling from his horse. Death is unknown.

"Don't be in a hurry. Aim at the target and shoot. Make the way for Captain Zhao and them." Zhang Songling used his crosshair to trap another bandit who tried to interfere with the cavalry team. At the same time, he shouted orders to the partisans around him. All around him were eighteen or nineteen-year-olds. Riding skills and combat experience were far inferior to those adult guerrilla fighters behind Zhao Tianlong. But people are more clever. Plasticity is also stronger. They all followed Zhang Songling's example. Put the rifle on your shoulder. Shoot in a half-kneeling position. Clear the way for your own cavalry." Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong ........" The crisp gunshots are endless. Soon. Wipe out the White Russian bandits who dared to rush up and entangle with the partisan cavalry. Zhao Tianlong's team immediately looked like a dragon that had broken free from its shackles. Roaring rushed to the flank of the separate battalion. Cut down the bandits who tried to slow down the attack of the independent battalion one by one. Then the speed is reversed. Catch up with the bandits who are trying to get closer to Andrea. Or hack them to death from behind . Or expel them so that they clutch their heads and flee for their lives.

"Peter. You take half of your men to deal with the Iruyun Dragon." Andrey, who was organizing fire to intercept the separate battalion, soon discovered a new crisis. Adjust troops. Send men to deal with the cavalry of the guerrillas. There were soon casualties among the guerrillas around Irumolong. But they weren't disrupted by the attack. Regardless of the continuous bullets fired diagonally in front of you. Under the command of their own captain. Continue to gallop at high speed.

Galloping war horse. makes it difficult for Belarusian bandits to target. The five commanders, Peter, were helpless. I had to retarget Blackbeard's team. However. Zhou Heicarbon, who had just suffered a loss, also became cunning. Quickly pull the team to Andrei's side. Roundabout at high speed to pick up the bandits who were trying to gather together. No more hard bumps with Andre and others.

The cavalry voluntarily ceded a large area. Zhang Songling's vision became very clear. With the experience accumulated in the sea of corpses and blood. He quickly organized fire. Launched a focused blow to Andrei and others. The bandits, who were lying behind the bodies of their comrades, were killed four or five in the first place. The rest of the company will no longer be able to deal with Irumo Dragon and Blackbeard. Had to turn the muzzle of the gun. Launched a confrontation with Zhang Songling and the guerrillas around him.

"Da Zhou. Lao Lu. It's your turn." Zhang Songling didn't have the heart to compete with the bandits in marksmanship. Turn your head. He shouted at a dead tree on the right behind him. Hidden behind a dead tree, the machine gunner Da Zhou stuck out his tongue. Pull the Maxim plate machine. Shoot a string of piping hot bullets at the enemy. The arrogance of Andrei and Peter and other bandits was immediately suppressed. Lying on the back of a corpse. Blindly placing guns indiscriminately.

Lu Feng, the deputy captain of the guerrilla brigade, did not immediately respond to Zhang Songling's call. It's not because you don't feel that the other person is qualified to make demands on you. It's a little reluctant to come back to the hard-won mortar shells. The shells of the Type 97 mortar are not like the ammunition of the Maxim machine gun. It's really hard to do anything. It can barely be dealt with with black powder refills. This thing is in the hands of the little devil. It's also a high-end thing. Non-front-line troops are easily not allowed to be equipped. And the little devil's business focus at the moment is not on the grassland. At the moment, the only ninety-seven mortar near the Black Stone Village is this one that the guerrillas have just captured. Even if Junji Fujita is there. I can't find a second door.

Just with a Makqin. It is clearly impossible to completely crush the enemy fire . Zhang Songling was helpless. I had to think again." Follow me. Let's rush into the barracks. Get close to the enemy. Solve them with grenades."

"Yes." Zheng Xiaobao and others agreed. Eager.

"Follow your usual training moves. Cat waist. Keep your upper body as low as possible. Don't go in a straight line. I'd rather go slower than go straight." Zhang Songling whispered a few words of advice. Led the charge to the enemy camp. The partisans jumped out of their hideouts. Follow him. Dispersed formation. Quickly approach the target.

A bandit took advantage of the interval between the shots of Makqin. The muzzle of the gun poked out from behind the corpse. Knocked one of the guerrillas next to Zhang Songling to the ground. Forthwith. He was swept into a honeycomb by Maxim's bullets. More bandits risk being hit by machine guns. Fired at Zhang Songling and others one after another. There are constantly guerrillas who are wounded. Zhang Songlin had to lead the rest of the team to crawl forward. Attack speed and strength have been greatly affected. He didn't even have time to be distracted to provide fire support to Zhao Tianlong and Zhou Heitan.

"Boom." The Type 97 mortar finally began to speak. The accuracy is a bit unsatisfactory. Deputy Captain Lu had never touched this thing before. And reluctant to waste precious shells on usual practice. Therefore, when doing a rough launch, it can also scare a lot of enemies. When it's the turn of a precision strike. is completely out of the question.

"Ugh." Zhang Songling was so annoyed that he only shook his fist. I knew it was like this. He wouldn't have approved of having Redbeard with a heavy machine gun and three other light machine guns before the war. Go and block the retreat of the White Russian bandits. I thought that with the comparative superiority of firepower provided by mortars and Maxim. The front battalion can quickly crush the enemy's resistance. Who expected the level of training of guerrilla fighters . Far from being able to compare with their own old troops, the Independent Regiment. Several attacking units cooperate with each other. It's also far less tacit than the independent regiment.

Just as he searched his stomach for a solution to break the deadlock. Boris, the fourth commander of the White Russian bandits, rushed over from the rear camp with more than 200 habitual bandits. Behind Andrey, it was divided into three gangs: left, center, and right. With superior forces. Trying to re-stabilize the situation.

"Da-da-da-da. Da da da. Da ........ "Several machine guns of the White Russians also roared one after another. and the Makqin in the hands of Da Zhou launched a firefight. Zhang Songling and others have received more and more firepower support, and it is becoming more and more scarce. The road ahead is getting harder and harder. Soon. Zhao Tianlong and Zhou Hei Carbon were also affected. Cavalry kept falling from their horses. Tumbling and moaning in pain in a pool of blood.

"The others lay down on the spot. Zheng Xiaobao. LIU Erwei. You two cover me." Seeing that there are constantly their own people falling off the horse. Zhang Songling's eyes instantly turned blood-red. Roar. Jumped into a tent that was half-collapsed to the ground.

A few bullets whizzed past him. Splashes of green smoke. His figure quickly disappeared behind the tent. Then he jumped out like a leopard. Jump to another burning tent. Zheng Xiaobao and Liu Erwei knew that Captain Zhang was definitely going to do something very important. Place the rifle on the ground. Desperately shoot at the enemy. The opposing fire was attracted by the two of them. Countless bullets flew at the same time. Dust splattered around them.

Kung Fu to take advantage of the enemy's attention to be attracted to his companions. Zhang Songling quickly jumped over several tents. Those life-saving kung fu that I learned on the battlefield before. At this moment, he played to the fullest. Not without the Belarusian bandits continued to pay attention to him. But he's been in constant motion. The route is very erratic. Makes it difficult to capture enemy rifles. Bullets fired in a hurry. Just chasing his back and jumping. But none of them really fell on him.

"Da da da......." A light machine gun of the White Russians turned around. A barrage of bullets at him. Zhang Songling's body leaned forward suddenly. Fell into a crater." Captain Zhang..."Zheng Xiaobao and the others shouted angrily. Tears immediately flowed all over his face. Although I didn't have a long relationship with Zhang Songling. The mouth has always been dissatisfied with this person. But deep down. The young partisans, however, had long since accepted this experienced fighter. Very knowledgeable. And a kind and brave squadron leader. And everywhere he is a model of growth.

"Tom. Tong! Tom." Seeing Zhang Songling fall. Deputy Captain Lao Lu also reddened his eyes. No more skimping shells. Successive fire strikes at the machine-gun positions of the White Russians. Among the three shells. One fell right behind Boris. Lifted up the firing machine gun and machine gunner. Flesh fell on the bandits' heads. The rest of the bandits were shocked. Hold your weapons and dodge the fire. The bullets fired at Zheng Xiaobao and the others were instantly sparse. Between the lightning and the fire. Zhang Songling, who was mistaken for dead by both the enemy and us, poked out the muzzle of his gun from the crater. Aimed at Andrei's head and pulled the trigger.

"Poof." In the chaos of gunfire. The sound of a bullet piercing the skull is faint and inaudible. Andre, who had just sat on the throne of the Grand Commander for less than half a day, leaned back. Died silently.

"Archon. Grand Commander. What's wrong with you." Boris screamed in despair. Pounce on it. Delusional to pull Andre back to the world from the ghost gate. Zhang Songling fired another shot quickly. Then a tiger pounced and hid in the crater. Never show your head again. Boris watched in amazement as a string of blood appeared on his right chest. Eyes wide open. But he couldn't make any sound out of his mouth.

"The Four Commanders. Four Commanders." The surrounding White Russian bandits hurriedly stepped forward to rescue. In case the broken lobes of the lungs blocked Boris's throat. Suffocate him alive. The entire bandit position . Dengshi once again became a mess of porridge.

"Oh no. Oh no. Gas bombs. Redbeard fired a poison gas bomb." As if lest the Belarusian bandits are not messing up enough. There were loud shouts in the camp in Chinese and Russian. This throat. But it completely became the last straw on the camel's back. All the bandits who are alive. No longer have the heart to resist. Drop your weapon. Scattered and fled.

"Gas bombs. Redbeard fired a poison gas bomb." While running. The panicked bandits spread the terrifying message in all directions. No one has time to find out if Redbeard actually fired the gas bomb. No one cares about the life or death of Boris, the fourth commander. You can find a war horse. Jump on horseback and die. Can't find the horse. Then desperately move your legs. lest it be affected by "poison gas". It's better to die than to die.

"Captain Zhang..."Zheng Xiaobao and Liu Erwei risked being hit by a stray bullet. rushed to Zhang Songling's side. Lift it up from the crater. Yelling.

"I'm fine. Everyone hurriedly shouted. Shoot but don't kill." Zhang Songling wiped a handful of dirt from his face. Laughing commands.

"Shoot and don't kill. Surrender and don't kill." Zheng Xiaobao and Liu Er jumped to their feet and shouted. It doesn't matter if the bandits understand it or not.

"Shoot and don't kill. Surrender and don't kill." Iruyun Dragon and Zhou Hei Carbon both lead the horse team. Chase behind the White Russian bandits. Everywhere. A couple of older bandits ran too slowly. Trampled to death by a war horse. There are also many bandits who refuse to obey the advice. Hacked by the warriors with steel knives. Only a very small number of bandits chose to surrender. Lie on the ground and let the cavalry dispose of it. They have done too many bad things in China over the years. They can't believe they'll be forgiven.

Ivanov's son Leon the Younger. also rushed out from the side of Lu Feng, the deputy captain of the guerrilla brigade. Hop on a war horse and rush into the camp. A warning in Russian to the bandits who are hiding in the corner." Hurry out and surrender. Don't keep being stupid. Redbeard guaranteed. He will not put you to death. My father was murdered by Andrei. I have only one revenge on him. No innocent will be implicated."

Hear the personal promise of the son of the former chief. The White Russian bandits who hid in the heaps of corpses and under collapsed tents and pretended to be dead. He also stood up in a daze. Take the initiative to rally behind little Leon. Show great loyalty to him." Leon. We have long seen that Andrei is the murderer."" We didn't intend to resist in the first place."" Leon. We'll follow you from now on."" Leon. We support you as a leader. What do you want us to do. I'll do whatever I want. Who do you let us go and fight. We're going to hit whoever we want."

"I'm not going to be your commander." Little Leon grinned. Shake your head gently. The death of his father Ivanov hit him too hard. He doesn't want to repeat the mistakes of his elders.

"That. So what are you going to do?" The bandits were unable to adapt to the situation of no effective loyal. Unwilling to ask.

"Me." Little Leon's gaze swept over Zhao Tianlong, who was leading the horse team to chase the north. Zhang Songling, who was organizing the guerrillas to collect the prisoners. and Zhou Hei Carbon, who is celebrating the victory with his subordinates. Slowly becoming firm." I have my own way. I'm going to be with them."