The cold wind was blowing, blowing a strong smell of gunsmoke, the barren and primitive snow was full of craters, and the corpses were gathered, like a hellish mockery on earth. Occasionally, a few poignant and miserable wails rang out from the pile of corpses, and the voices were full of despair and contrition. The distant pine forests burned in the artillery fire, illuminating large swaths of the battlefield with the sunset: the ashes flew as if to see off the dying soldiers with their last splendour.

Finnish Major Orma leaned weakly against his back in the trenches, his heavy breathing sounding like a torn bellows, and his thick winter coat belly was stained black and red with blood, which looked particularly shocking. Orma looked around, and a dozen Finnish soldiers who had survived the war were also exhausted and collapsed in their bunkers. Almost all of them were wounded, and their dirty uniforms clearly showed what kind of baptism of hell they had just experienced.

"Battalion commander, this is already the 7th offensive of the Russians today. If they attack again, we won't be able to hold Taniguchi with the few men we have left! It's better to "A man with his back next to Olma spoke with difficulty, and the edge of the captain's epaulettes on the mud-stained military uniform was seen by the Immortals, and the Finnish soldiers couldn't bear to look at Olma, who was in the line of fire, although everyone didn't speak, but the expectation and eagerness on the tired faces fully expressed their hearts.

At present, the area in which I live is the complex terrain common in the Karelian Isthmus: steep cliffs and a primitive swamp divide the surface in front of me, and only the natural valley in the middle, which is more than 300 meters wide, is slightly flat, which can be passed by a large number of troops. This was an ideal location for any Army officer in Kidesh, and the 27th Infantry Battalion had been given the task of garrisoning Taniguchi a week earlier to protect the transportation hub 7 kilometers from the enemy.

As a veteran who spent 20 years working his way from private to battalion commander major, Orma made good use of the terrain to make the most of her strengths. The reconnaissance posts arranged in the cliff have a wide field of vision and are difficult to detect, and the fire of the three machine-gun positions is intertwined, which not only covers the mouth of the valley in the front, but also has frozen soil and rocks as natural screens. Each infantry company is also deployed according to the terrain, and each other can have sufficient strategy and support.

It stands to reason that the 27th Infantry Battalion was able to withstand more than three times the enemy's attack, but to the complete surprise of the Finnish soldiers, there were too many enemies≡ since yesterday morning they repelled the tentative reconnaissance of hundreds of Soviet troops, and then followed by a thunderous onslaught like a roaring sea of fury: the Soviets had increased to 2,000 men in each charge, accompanied by a large number of artillery bombardments and even air support. Orma was completely sure that the enemy who appeared in front of her had at least 2 regiments, and if it weren't for the inability to deploy too many troops in this area, she would most likely have been mortally attacked by ten times the enemy's army!

Olma, who felt that the enemy situation was bad, asked the regiment headquarters for help yesterday afternoon, but the sound of an earth-shattering explosion on the other end of the phone was no less than that of her own side. The regiment commander almost roared and told Orma that at this moment the Soviet army had launched a powerful offensive on all defensive lines, and now he had even sent his own guard squad to the front line, and there was no one to adjust except for 1 communication platoon, Orma also received a dead order from the regiment commander: he must hold his position for 3 days, so as to support enough space for the orderly retreat of the main force of the whole regiment.

"Even today, it's only the second day," Orma felt the pain of the wound in her abdomen, and a sense of despair and powerlessness welled up in her heart. Although the 27th Infantry Battalion had only fought for two days, it had already fought for as many as 13 long battles against the Soviet troops, who were far superior in firepower. The original team of more than 600 people now had less than 300 wounded remnants left, and even his own battalion commander rushed to the front line. The heavy machine gun platoon's bullet chain has also bottomed out, and the remaining ammunition is completely unable to support the long-term high-intensity defense like the last few times⊥ with this residual strength, it will almost take a miracle to block another round of enemy attacks!

Is there really a need to retreat? The thought crossed Orma's mind. Judging from the situation in this area alone, he can indeed retreat. The Soviets had previously stormed their carefully arranged defensive line at any cost more than a dozen times, and suffered huge losses under the crossfire: a rough count showed that there were at least more than 1,200 Soviet corpses lying in various parts of the battlefield at this time, and the many corpses that the other side had snatched back when they were defeated, the number of Soviet soldiers killed was not 2,000 but 1,08. For the whole of February and March, this is already a very impressive record.

Since the Soviets completed their readjustment in early February and launched a new onslaught, the Finnish army has not been able to fight the bloody battles of more than 1 to 10 in the face of this opponent, which has been strengthened in logistics and tactics, and the Finnish army has been able to fight more than 1 to 10 in the face of this opponent who has been strengthened in logistics and tactics. The Soviets replaced the olive green color that had previously stood out in the snow with white uniforms, and recruited soldiers from the Siberian ice fields to form ski units to respond to attacks by Finnish sled battalions on their supply lines.

Although the overall quality of the officers and men of the Soviet army was still miserable, and the large and small troops were full of mistakes and omissions in the battle, with the firm tactics of Timoshenko, the master of the anvil faction, the Finnish army still inevitably fell into the dilemma of frontal attrition with the enemy army with absolute firepower and strength. Now, the Finnish army can play a 1-5 exchange with the opponent, which is already a good result, after all, the firepower gap between the two sides is too big, and almost every time the Finnish army fights is difficult to defend in the storm barrage!

Seeing the scarred and tired soldiers in front of her, the depressed Olma almost subconsciously nodded and agreed to evacuate, but remembering the regiment commander's trust in him on the phone yesterday, Olma instantly woke up from negativity and despair. Not to mention that he could not explain to his superiors if he retreated without authorization, just from a military point of view, he could not easily give up the position he was currently defending. Three or four kilometers back from this valley pass, there is no ideal place to block it, and the most important thing is that the Soviets can follow this winding snow straight to their own communication throat, and maybe even load the friendly troops on both flanks into the encirclement blade!

"Soldiers, the land beneath us is the motherland. If Finland were to perish in this struggle, freedom and dignity would be lost forever. Even if we are still alive at that time, how can we face the heroic comrades who died fighting the Red invaders? At this moment, Olma no longer had a trace of sadness and fear in her heart, and her eyes were shining with unprecedented determination and determination, "I am willing to fight to the death with you to defend the motherland and the nation for eternity!" ”

The shrill whistling sound of "hiss" sounded again from the wind, and countless points were faintly visible from the sky rushing towards him, and Olma only had time to cry out and lie down on the way to hide in bunker, and then his voice was drowned out by a deafening explosion. Almost every second that passed, a cannonball crashed into the snowfield.

Shrapnel flew and the earth was scattered, and the ground was immediately blasted into large black, brown and yellow craters, and mud pools were formed under the soak of the hot and melted snow. With the arrival of warm spring in the northern hemisphere, the climate in Karelia in the cold zone has also begun to pick up, and the snow here is far less thick and hard than it was three months ago, and the mud puddles blown up by the shells cannot be condensed as quickly as Lu Shi did.

In the slippery trenches, the Finnish soldiers, rekindled by Orma, had no desire to retreat. They checked their weapons and waited with the commander beside them for what might be their last fight. The Soviet artillery bombardment, as usual, was fierce but ineffective, and a large number of shells did not land on the target positions at all, but only blew the surrounding snow and hard soil into patches of muddy swamps. The inferior quality of the Soviet artillery was once again exposed in the battle, and this was the main reason why the Finnish soldiers, who were seriously short of firepower, were able to defy the "thick" and repeatedly survive under artillery fire.

The ferocious artillery fire lasted for nearly twenty minutes, and the sky gradually became quiet, and just as Orma leaned out of cover to observe the enemy's movements, seven or eight biplanes suddenly met his eyes in the sky. Sprayed with a striking red star and conspicuously hung with bombs on their wings and under the fuselage, these planes are gods and goddesses perched above the clouds to the remnants of Finnish soldiers with no anti-aircraft firepower!

"Damn it!" Olma stared at the Soviet fighter planes flying arbitrarily at low altitude, and his face was full of hatred and helplessness. From the outbreak of the war to the present, the entire Finnish army has always had nothing to do with the Soviet Air Force: the Finnish Army is extremely lacking in high-quality long-barreled anti-aircraft guns, and its own air force has only a few dozen aircraft, except for a few times to fight guerrilla attacks to deter opponents, almost completely allowing the Soviets to dominate the air and space.

In the previous war, due to the lack of land, the Soviet-Finnish front had only 5 daylight per day, and the air suppression of the Soviet army was not so strong. Today, however, the daylight hours have been extended to seven oblique hours, and the Soviet Air Force has noticeably become more active, and has begun to participate more vigorously and frequently in every kitchen offensive operation. If it had been placed in December, it would have been dark at 4 p.m., and the Soviets would not have been able to organize this entanglement at all. Now Olma can only hope that these enemy planes will leave due to fuel constraints and not cause devastating damage to their morale.

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