Chapter 310: Cold Gun

Hey, what's the command here? You guys were bombed? ”

Reinforcements, we need reinforcements" In the middle of the night, Zhukov's headquarters and various command positions at the front were in a group, and the damage caused by more than two hundred tons of bombs dropped by three hundred B17s was staggering. The 10 infantry divisions of the Soviet army placed on the front-line positions suffered more than 6,000 casualties in this bombardment, that is, half of the infantry divisions lost their combat effectiveness. The bombardment at night tossed the Soviet army until the morning, when it gradually calmed down, and then Zhukov called the generals of the various units to convene an emergency meeting.

Revenge for them for this luǒ revenge"

Our great Soviet Russian army must not just swallow its anger. ”

"Zhukov's command headquarters, all the generals gathered, everyone was angry at what happened last night, and most of them demanded a major offensive as an attitude towards the Chahar bombing.

Well, since everyone said that we would fight back, we would fight back, so which comrade general is willing to serve as the sharp knife of this counterattack mission? Lieutenant General Vusjevic, who had not spoken until now, asked rhetorically. As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent, and everyone knew that sharp knives were not so easy to be when they were not good, and they would be broken if they touched the steel plate. What's more, Jiāo Dao, who has been fighting with the Chahar army for so long, knows that their firepower is perverted, and it is very difficult to conquer the opponent's position head-on when the opponent has complete trenches and positions, so as soon as Lieutenant General Vusjevic said this, everyone immediately became petrified.

Comrade Zhukov's Sixth Tank Division has been completely destroyed, so we have to make an attitude, otherwise it will not be good to go to Moscow. "It was Major General Rubievich, commander of the 11th Tank Brigade, who spoke. Due to the problem of production, only a few units of the 12th Brigade Tank Brigade at this time were able to obtain new slack tanks, and the rest of the new tanks were all allocated to the 6th Tank Division by Zhukov. Major General Rubievich had an opinion on this, so he gave Zhukov a xiǎoxiǎo problem.

Zhukov cleared his throat, and first of all, I would like to say that the bombing was carried out by the other side, and we agreed that it was the revenge of our commander on the other side for the attempted attack that we were about to launch yesterday. I had expected this, but I did not expect that this revenge would come so quickly that I did not order the front-line troops to prepare in time, and I apologize to everyone. ”

Zhukov's sincere words gradually calmed down the anger of the Soviet generals who were originally a little dissatisfied with him

Now, if we want to attack the Chinese, we are not very sure, after all, we are still equipped with too few tanks, and most of them are only old-fashioned T26 and T28 tanks. Wait until our new tanks can equip one to four tank divisions, and then launch an attack to wipe out all the Chinese," Zhukov's words were very plain, but they were all truthful, and the generals also nodded silently and accepted Zhukov's suggestion.

But are we just doing nothing and letting the Chinese people drop bombs on our heads? An unwilling voice rang out.

Of course not," Zhukov smiled slightly, we are brave, the Russian nation will never succumb to any oppression, and whenever any nation or country tries to bring us to its knees through high pressure, they will find that they have chosen the wrong object, Napoleon is like this, and now the same is true of the evil Chinese. Just because we don't launch a counteroffensive immediately doesn't mean we don't do anything, didn't we just praise dozens of sharpshooters the other day? It's time for them to play to their strengths," said this, Zhukov's face suddenly looked very yīn deep and weird

The 103rd Infantry Division is one of the earliest units established in Chahar, and he and the 101st "102nd Division are claimed to be one of the first two divisional units in the entire Chahar, and the number of veterans in the unit is also the largest. Therefore, they are also responsible for the defense of the most advanced part of the entire defense line, and at the same time the most dangerous part of the position.

Swenbo is a recruit who has just been recruited this year, which can be seen from the fact that his face still has a faint fluffy upper lip and the childishness on his face.

Since he came out of the boot camp, he has been assigned to the 9th Infantry Regiment of the 101st Division as a private, and he is quite satisfied with being able to serve in the 101st Infantry Division. After all, this is a unit known as one of the elders of Chahar, and I heard that there are also the most veterans here, which also means that his safety factor has also increased greatly. Today is the day of Shi Wenbo's patrol, the so-called patrol is to go around the positions of the camp from south to north along the trenches, this is a very boring errand, the veterans are reluctant to come, they would rather stay in the cold dòng to sleep, so this errand jiāo gave the new recruit eggs. The recruits who patrolled with Shi Wenbo were nicknamed xiǎo, and everyone could naturally guess because of the reason why he was familiar with his real name, but few people knew that he was a recruit who came to report in the same batch as Chen Zhenglin, and it was barely the same period. Xiǎo Fat is a native of Beiping, claiming to be mixed up from Sijiu City, that ridiculous Gong Jiao, but he has the true transmission of Sijiu City, and his voice is heard on weekdays. Today, Xiǎo Fat began to show his talent again, walking in the trenches, he was amused along the way, and the journey that Chen Zhenglin thought was very boring and depressed became very pleasant.

Zhenglin will be tired to death when he rests first, but I can't stand it, so I'll go and release the water first. Xiǎo Fat threw down the Gayoude rifle on his back and ran to a dirt slope outside the trench, unbuttoning his trouser belt and preparing to waterproof.

XiǎoFat, you click here, but the distance from the Soviet army on the opposite side is less than four hundred meters, don't be found by the old máozi to hit your black gun," Shi Wenbo couldn't help urging below.

Xiǎo Fat smiled when he heard this, waved his hand, and said with a pretending heroic smile, "Xiǎo Fat hasn't finished speaking, just like an unsteady footstep rolling into the trench, Shi Wenbo was stunned, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Xiǎo Fat. It was then that a dull gunshot sounded faintly into his ears from a distance. At this time, Chen Zhenglin discovered that there was a copper coin-sized hole in the main artery of Xiǎo's fat neck, and blood flowed out of it like a spring.

xiǎo fat"

Svenbo cried out loudly, helpless and trying to stop the gushing blood, but he soon realized that it was just useless work, and the blood was still pouring out. Xiǎo Fat kept chōu shaking in his arms, and after a burst of hoho sound in his throat, he slammed it and didn't understand it anymore.

The medics, "The medics, come along," a heart-rending shout floated in this gray morning

Commander Bai reported that since the morning before yesterday, the Soviets had begun a large-scale and organized campaign of cold guns and cold artillery in front of our positions, and they had been trying to kill our soldiers and officers who were lone or out of town. As of one o'clock in the afternoon, more than 180 officers and soldiers had been lost on the nearly 100-kilometer front bordering the Soviet army, and the troops below were not mentally prepared for this. After listening to the report of the staff officer in front of him and the data in front of him, Bai Chongxi felt a headache, and this new type of tactic was something he had never encountered in the army for decades. According to the information sent by the troops below, the number of these Soviet troops is unknown, they are specialized in attacking the soldiers or officers on our army's positions, who are lone or exposed, and they do not even let go of medical personnel, and in just two days, seven medical personnel have died on the position. And they don't love to fight and leave, so they can't find anyone if they want you to take revenge. Today, after the soldiers on a position of our army were killed, the commander of the position was so angry that he ordered the artillery to bombard that position for a long time, but later found that the people had long since run away, leaving only a pile of rotten leaves and dead branches.

No, this matter must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise the morale of the troops will be destroyed by them. Bai Chongxi punched his palm and thought secretly.

Bai Chongxi calmed down and said slowly, ordering all troops to immediately select a group of sharpshooters from each department, and they were also ambushed in various positions, waiting for an opportunity to kill the enemy's soldiers and officers, didn't they like to kill the other party's medical personnel? Then we don't have to be polite, if you do the first year of junior high school, I will be fifteen. ”

Speaking of which, Bai Chongxi hesitated slightly, you can send another telegram to Commander Su, and report the situation here to him truthfully. At this time, in the anti-aircraft dòng of a certain position of the Soviet army, a group of Soviet soldiers wearing white sè camouflage uniforms were drinking and singing together.

Haha, I was really happy to kill today. "A Soviet soldier held a porcelain cup in one hand and black bread in the other, laughing loudly, I killed a Chinese guy today, how many did you kill?"

I killed two today. ”

I'm unlucky to kill one of them today, and I'm still a medic soldier."

Haha, Ivan, you're so bad, you're only going to kill the medics, hahaha" While everyone was drinking, only one Soviet soldier did not join in their conversation, he was just silently wiping the well-kept Mosin Nagant Rifle in his hand, and his emaciated and young face revealed a coldness that no one could approach.

Vasily, why don't you drink? "Then one of his companions tapped him on the shoulder and asked him, and he just shook his head slightly, and then stopped talking