With the roar of the engines, hundreds of tanks No. 2 and No. 3, painted in cold gray, moved and lined up in a slightly dense armored formation. The cold muzzles of the guns and machine guns were pointed at the Cossack cavalry whizzing on the opposite side.

The Cossack cavalry began to circle in a haphazard circle in the distance, and after the rapidly advancing infantry began to disperse and gradually approach the enemy position, the charge of the Cossack cavalry began.

Flanking, a classic tactic that any commander needs to learn.

In order to reduce the area of the projectile, the elite Cossack cavalry clung to their horses and buried their bodies.

The mouth kept shouting all kinds of strange words that were incomprehensible, and the snow-bright saber raised high in his hand looked particularly sharp in the sunlight, bringing up pieces of snow-white knives.

The Cossacks roared vigorously, and the horses spat out thick white gas, and dense beads of sweat oozed from their bodies. The heavy knocking of horses' hooves on the ground gives a very strong sense of oppression.

If this was in the era of cold weapons, such an elite cavalry unit would be enough to defeat an infantry unit several times its size.

It's just that it's already the twenties of the twentieth century. Little did they know that they were going to face a force armed to the teeth and armed with the most advanced killing weapons on the planet!

Soon, the Cossack cavalry, advancing at high speed, rushed into effective range. With a dull 'thump', the mortar group of the 55th Mechanized Artillery Regiment began to fire.

Dense mortar shells smashed accurately on the path of the Cossack cavalry.

For a moment, the entire cavalry charging formation burst into flames, and the red flames and scattered black shrapnel formed a gate to hell, rolling countless lives into the abyss and hell.

Immediately afterward, the machine guns on the armored regimental vehicles began to roar. MG42's terrifying voice like a tram motor resounded throughout the battlefield!

Incandescent tracer rounds, a dense rain of machine-gun bullets, and layers of falling mortar shells dominate the entire battlefield!

The brave and fearless Cossack cavalry was constantly knocked down by a dense barrage of bullets like splashing water. It's like mowing grass with a lawn mower.

Numerous Cossack cavalrymen advancing at high speed were knocked out by merciless bullets, and the corpses of men and horses were scattered hundreds of meters from the front of the battle line of the armored regiment. They can no longer move forward. It's a life-ending death line.

The Cossack cavalry, completely using the old cavalry tactics, formed a wide skirmish line in several lanes. They endured great sacrifices, bent down and hid most of their bodies under tall horses, which the Cossack cavalry could reduce their impact area and make it more difficult for the bullets to hit.

However, no amount of skilful tactical moves they made were enough to change the huge disparity in strength.

Hundreds of high-velocity machine guns fired a dense barrage of barrage, and the artillery on the combat vehicles began to spit tongues of fire. Numerous high-explosive shells exploded among the charging Cossacks, and shrapnel flew everywhere on the battlefield, taking away the lives of each one.

The bravery of the Cossack cavalry was astounding! Not a single one of them turned their horses and fled in such a terrible situation! The cavalrymen who launched the charge had only one belief in their hearts, to move forward. Onward, onward! Until the last cavalryman was killed!

When the last Cossack was killed along with his horse, the battlefield finally fell silent.

The officers and men of the reserve regiment of the 6th Division were relieved from their nervousness. The fingers that were gripping the trigger tightly were finally able to let go, and the white smoke of the barrel glowed red in the cold weather.

Many of the young soldiers who were on the battlefield for the first time gasped for breath, took out their cigarettes with trembling hands, and lit them. Use strong nicotine to relieve tension and depression.

The bloody corpses on the battlefield ahead, the torn limbs and broken arms, the scattered internal organs and the long blue intestines, the red patches of blood. Some of the wounded soldiers and horses who were not yet dead were still wailing bitterly. The voice was like a ghost cry from the Nine Hells!

All of this made many of the recruits who were exposed to the tragic scene for the first time turn pale, tremble slightly, and have turbulent stomachs.

"Wow~~~" Finally, when the strong smell of blood was blown up with the wind. Many recruits couldn't hold back their vomiting anymore!

Colonel Yang Zhanqing lit a cigarette, looked at the recruits who were vomiting, shook his head slightly, and said, "Really." It's not as good as when we first went to war. Let's hope they don't vomit up all the food they ate last night. ”

His chief of staff, who was also his classmate in the first phase of the Army Military Academy in Nanjing, Colonel Fang Youqing took the cigarette he handed over. looked at him with a smile and said, "Don't talk about it, I don't know what to say about you?" I won't be able to see your people after that battle, Wang Ziliang and they still think you're hanging. I don't know who came back with a sallow face and leaned against the wall! ”

A flush flashed on Colonel Yang Zhanqing's dark face, who had been exposed. Shaking off his cigarette, he argued loudly, "I was, I was shocked by the blast wave of the cannonball!" Don't talk nonsense! ”

Colonel Fang Youqing smiled, looked at him with ill intentions and said, "Alright, alright." It's all from the same school, who doesn't know who Lu Dao is? It's like this for the first time on the battlefield. It's the veterans who survive! Didn't we all eat on the battlefield? Don't explain, explanation is a cover-up. ”

Colonel Yang Zhanqing's old face turned red, and he wanted to argue something. The signal corpsmen ran over, saluted, and shouted, "Sir, Colonel Zhang Changgong has sent a telegram asking our troops to attack immediately and cut off the enemy's infantry retreat!" ”

Colonel Yang Zhanqing waved his hand to let the communication soldiers leave, took a deep breath of cigarette, and said with a smile, "Zhang Changgong, this kid is shaking, and now he can give orders to our old classmates." ”

"Okay, he's a front-line commander now, let's just do whatever he says." Colonel Fang Youqing threw away his cigarette and climbed into the chariot on the side.

While the Reserve Panzer Regiment of the 6th Division carried out a bloody massacre of the Cossack cavalry, the 55th Mechanized Regiment also engaged in a fierce battle with the infantry of the 35th Infantry Division, which was attacking head-on.

Thousands of infantry lined up in a skirmish line, slowly pressing towards the position of the 55th Mechanized Infantry Regiment like a black cloud crushing the city.

Like other units, the 55th Mechanized Infantry Regiment also had a number of new recruits. Watching the dense enemy army gradually approaching, the silent pressure made people's hearts tremble, and their hearts were also very nervous.

"All ready!" With the shouts of the commanders, the soldiers on the position raised their weapons and aimed at the enemy troops in front.

Because of the rush of time, the soldiers of the 55th Mechanized Infantry Regiment did not dig trench bunkers.

Their bunkers are the various vehicles in the troops. There were still many officers and soldiers who could not get forward, and they just lay on the cold ground, raised their weapons in their hands, and put one enemy soldier after another into the crosshairs.

The atmosphere on the battlefield became more and more oppressive, and just after the assault units of the 35th Infantry Division came into effective range, the front-line commanders shouted "Shoot!" almost simultaneously. Shoot! Shoot! ”

In an instant, the dense gunfire rang out like popping beans! The sound was so loud that the ground shook slightly!

Thousands of muzzles spat out a dense rain of bullets, which rained down like bullets. The fiery and dense gunfire was interspersed with a shrill sound like tearing oilcloth. That's the killing weapon on the battlefield, the dense gunfire of MG42!

Even in a sunny day, the blazing flame from the muzzle of the gun can still emit a dazzling luster.

The dense bullets tore through the air at high speed with powerful kinetic energy, flew a distance of hundreds of meters, and then drilled heavily into the bodies of the soldiers of the 35th Infantry Division.

"Puff puff!" The sound of hitting the body was like a magic sound in hell and surrounded the ears of the officers and men of the 35th Division.

After the gunshots, the mortar group of the 55th Mechanized Infantry Regiment also began to roar. Dense mortar shells rained down on the skirmish line of the officers and men of the 35th Infantry Division like scattered flowers. The dense explosion points bring up endless dust and fresh young life!

Flesh and blood flying, stumps and broken arms are wantonly thrown in all directions!

Even a well-spaced skirmish line can't stop the extremely dense rain of bullets! A large number of brave soldiers were knocked to the ground.

These brave soldiers were completely knocked to the ground one by one, and the hot blood pooled out, converging into small lakes of blood, staining the whole land red!

The whizzing of gunfire piercing the air, the roaring of cannons falling with a sharp whistling, the dense and continuous explosions that brought death greetings, the popping of bullets hitting the body, the mournful wails of seriously wounded soldiers, and the heavy gasps coming from their own mouths!

These unique symphonies of life on the battlefield are like the glowing magic sounds coming from the Nine Abyss Hell, which gradually calms down the young soldiers whose enthusiasm and courage are gradually fading. They began to hear the pounding of their own hearts!

Then came the fear that came from the depths of my heart! And an instinctive desire to survive! Soldiers are just ordinary people, and the pursuit of life and life is the nature of all people!

When the tragic scene on the battlefield reached the extreme, the tight string in my heart broke!

The duties of a soldier and the harsh military law were abandoned.

One of the soldiers abruptly threw away his weapon and turned and ran towards his position without looking back. After that, it's the second, the third, the first

Once a large-scale rout is formed, there is no one to stop it!

The soldiers of the 35th Infantry Division wept, shouted, and wailed bitterly, and their mouths emitted ghostly screams of unknown meaning, and their faces were hideous. There is only one thought in their hearts, to escape, to escape from this terrible hell!

The soldiers threw away their weapons, threw away everything they could, and ran frantically towards the rear.

In this case, the commanders at the front could no longer stop it. When almost all the soldiers chose to flee, the only thing these commanders could do was to flee with them! Any force that tries to stop it will be ruthlessly destroyed!

The surviving soldiers of the 35th Infantry Division were all scattered. (To be continued......)