Chapter 606: Siberia, You Wait for Me
The Soviet Russian-902/30 field gun is a very famous light field gun in Soviet Russia, and its predecessor is the "1902 76.2 mm field gun" in the tsarist period. In 1920, under the slogan that all tools related to the Tsar should be defeated, the Supreme Council of the Red Army of Soviet Russia ordered the improvement of the original 1902 76.2-mm field artillery.
At that time, the chargΓ© d'affaires and acting ordnance minister in charge of improving this artillery, Mr. Si Pavanovsky, was a semi-illiterate student who had not even gone to school, well, he was not called illiterate because he could write his own name.
Pavanovsky's classmate gave an extremely ridiculous order, he only asked to increase the firing range, but not to change the caliber, not to change the ammunition. Oh, this request stumped the Russian artillery experts, and in the end, the Russian artillery experts frowned and increased the amount of gunpowder fired and reduced the charge of the warhead, barely increasing the maximum range of the artillery to thirteen kilometers. In 1937, the army was equipped, but the power of this field gun made the Soviet Russian army very dissatisfied. Therefore, the partisans led by the political commissar of Khoryuev picked up a bargain.
When Liu Guodong, who had pulled the bolt of the gun, put his right eye back on the scope, the artillery position of the guerrillas was already in chaos, and the head of the aimer who was originally operating the artillery was pierced through the helmet by a high-speed rotating 7.62 mm bullet, and the bullet behind the steel helmet drilled into his head irregularly, turning his brain into a pulp, and in less than 0.2 seconds, his head burst open like a watermelon that had been burst. The whole person slammed down on the artillery mount of the field artillery, and the blood splattered out stained a large area of ice and snow crimson.
, "There are snipers!" A rough cry resounded over the artillery positions, and all the artillerymen began to panic.
"Bang! β
Liu Guodong did not show mercy because his daughter-in-law and the group of people in the scope were Russians, in his heart, his cheap father-in-law and mother-in-law were killed by the red Russians in front, and now there is no psychological pressure to slaughter these murderers who killed his father-in-law and mother-in-law.
The aperture of the scope was again attached to a Russian with a pistol pulling the trigger. Having dealt with these guerrillas all the time, he knew very well that the guerrillas did not have a military rank mark on their bodies: "If you want to identify the commanders and soldiers, you will see at a glance the weapons they use, and in the guerrillas only the commander or political commissar is usually able to carry a pistol, and this is their identification."
When the Russian who wielded Tokarev's pistol splattered a blood splash on his chest and fell heavily on the snow, all the partisan artillerymen stopped firing and looked around for the target of the bullet.
, "Hey Black"
Bullets flew around Liu Guodong, hitting the trees and snowdrifts around him, and the snow falling from the trees and the flying sawdust fell on Liu Guodong's body from time to time, but these did not interfere with him in any way. The Russians did not pose any threat to Liu Guodong, and even at this time they had not discovered where the bullets were coming from: "They just shot indiscriminately at any place where they could be hidden, which was at best an act of courage."
"Click! A yellow-orange-orange shell retreated from the chamber and landed on the ground, making a slight, "squeak" sound when the hot shell came into contact with the snow on the ground.
"Repentance"
Another gunner, who was hiding behind the gun mount and firing indiscriminately, was hit by a bullet and flipped to the ground, the snow around him red with bright red blood.
I don't know who took it, but the unknown is the most feared thing for human beings.
Seeing that the head that was hit next to him was like ketchup, and the red and white things splashed around, the surrounding artillery finally disintegrated, and in just a few dozen seconds, the artillery position that was originally busy with enthusiasm became a slaughterhouse, and finally a guerrilla who could not bear this psychological pressure threw down the rifle in his hand and fled desperately into the distance.
With the first one to take the lead, the people behind had a role model, and dozens of gunners who had lost their commanders let out a cry of fear in unison, threw down their weapons in their hands, and ran around like sheep.
, "The psychological quality of these partisans is really poor" is not at all comparable to those Soviet Russian regular troops, at least the Soviet Russian regular army will not withdraw after a few people have died! β
Liu Guodong sighed in his heart, and at the same time squinted his eyes and looked at the Soviet Russian guerrillas running around through the scope, but there was no mercy in his hands, constantly harvesting the lives of those gunners.
He knew that the price paid to train a good gunner was much higher than that of an average infantryman, and that it was all about accumulating time and shells.
The abnormality of the artillery position was immediately noticed by the guerrilla commander who was storming the outpost of the Chinese army in the front, and the reaction speed of the guerrillas was also very fast, and in just a few minutes, the political commissar of He Liu rushed towards the artillery position with more than 100 guerrillas.
Liu Guodong saw that his target had become violent and did not hesitate at all, and immediately turned back and put on the snow trough to row towards the enemy's opposite target, leaving the enemy with only a vague back.
When Khoryuev arrived at the artillery position with more than a hundred partisans, all he saw were more than a dozen corpses and shell casings scattered all over the ground......
"Bastard! You cowards, deserters, cowards! On your knees! Get down on your knees! β
Enraged, Klyuev brandished Tokarev's pistol, "In the eyes of others, the anger in his eyes was enough to penetrate the thick steel plate."
In front of him knelt more than a dozen fleeing guerrilla gunners, who were now surrounded by more than a hundred guerrillas, and the rifles in their hands were all aimed at their former comrades, and although some of the members of the team had a look of disregard in their eyes, these soldiers understood better the consequences of disobeying the orders of the commissar.
Khoryuev kicked the gunners in the knees with their large-toed shoes with steel plates, and the gunners fell to their knees in the thick snow screaming at the sharp pain in their knees.
"You cowards, deserters! Their actions have brought all the Russian Red Army to shame, and now I declare that I will exercise the right entrusted to me by the Supreme Military Council of Soviet Russia and Comrade Stalin to declare that I will shoot the cowards who are "disgraced in battle" and who have escaped from the battlefield in battle! β
After finishing Helyup, Khlyuev did not hesitate to aim his pistol at the door of the deserter kneeling on the ground, and pulled the trigger one by one, and after the continuous and dull sound of gunfire, there were more than a dozen corpses on the ground.
After killing people, Khoryuev's eyes turned red, and he glared at each of the nearby partisans with bloodthirsty eyes, "Comrades, although these shameful deserters have been executed, these humiliations still have to be washed away by us, and the Chinese army in front is still shooting at us, and now everyone is rushing over with me to destroy these despicable invaders!" Long live the great Russian Red Army, comrades! Rush, Ula! β
, "Ula! β
, "Rush!" β
Having heard the agitation of the commissar Khoryuyev, all the partisans rushed forward to the place where the gunfire was fired, where a fierce battle awaited ............them.
Although the scale of the battle at the post was not large, it attracted great attention from the Chinese and Russian governments, and in this small but extremely fierce battle, the Chinese border guards repelled the sneak attack of the Russian guerrillas at the price of seven killed and eight wounded. The battle continued for more than three years
It was not until reinforcements from a nearby outpost arrived and joined the battle that the Russian partisans hastily withdrew to the west with more than 100 corpses.
After the incident, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the People's Republic of China hinted at a strong protest to Moscow, demanding that the Russian government apologize to the Chinese government and guarantee that there would be no similar incidents in the future, otherwise the Chinese government would not be able to refrain from adopting the necessary measures in order to protect the safety of the Chinese border guards.
The attitude of the Chinese government was firm, but Moscow's reaction was also unusually tough, and they insisted that it was the post of the Chinese National Defense Forces that took the lead in opening fire on the Soviet Russian guerrillas, and the guerrillas were forced to fight back in order to defend themselves.
The two sides fought though. Water war, but both Su Tong and Stalin understand that it is still winter, and it is unrealistic to increase troops on a large scale in Siberia in the season when the temperature can reach minus 52 degrees Celsius, and the two sides can only move around and have a good time.
Su Tong came to the wall where the large and precise map was hung, and looked at the vast land of Siberia, with an unrelenting determination in his eyes.
Although the land is barren but actually rich, there are buried strategic materials such as iron ore, oil and natural gas that can be exploited and used by later generations in China for nearly a century.
If we don't take advantage of the great opportunity of World War II to occupy him and miss this good opportunity, it is almost impossible for the Chinese nation to take him into their arms.
With his right hand, he gently stroked the map that exuded the scent of ink, and Su Tong muttered to himself, "Siberia, wait for me, we will meet again soon!" β @