There is an asphalt road paved by the army outside the wolf's cave ditch, which is now gone, and Song Biao can only go along the mountain road over the mountain ridge to the Hunjiang River, and then all the way along the Hunjiang River to the division headquarters is the least likely choice to get lost.

Carrying more than 35 kilograms of marching weight, he climbed half of the mountain with difficulty, walked out of the wolf's cave ditch, stood halfway up the mountain and looked into the distance, everything he saw in his eyes was so unfamiliar, the nearby villages, towns, factories and roads were gone, and only endless desolation was left on the vast land, as if he had returned to the liberation overnight.

Song Biao had a not-so-optimistic premonition that if only the military base disappeared, it could be understood as some kind of special high-tech attack, but even all the buildings, towns, and fields in the entire surrounding area were gone, and there was really no room for explanation.

He could only continue to go north along the Hunjiang River to the division camp to have a look, but he knew in his heart that not to mention that the division headquarters might be gone, and maybe even the entire Hunjiang City would not know where to go!

At noon, the wilderness in the northeast was so cold, bursts of biting cold wind were like knife cuts, and the warmth that the sun could give Song Biao was so pitiful, and he could only continue to walk against the cold wind.

Rumble.

There was a huge explosion in front of him, like a landmine or something, and the towering ancient trees in the mountains and fields that were blown up kept shaking and falling snow, which also made Song Biao feel terrified, he hurriedly took two steps forward, leaning on a towering cedar tree to observe the front.

In a winding mountain road close to the Hunjiang River, there was actually a column of more than 100 troops, in front of the infantry, behind the horse team composed of more than 40 horses carrying a large amount of supplies, they were obviously ambushed by mines, panicked scattered in the process of evasion, people successively stepped on new mines, explosions continued, the scene was extremely chaotic.

From the halfway up the mountain not far from Song Biao, there was a continuous and crisp sound of gunfire, and small groups of troops scattered and hidden in the mountains and forests shot at the troops below the hillside.

The fierce collision of real warheads between the mountains and forests, as well as the fall and bursting wounds of those who were shot, are enough to prove that this is a real ambush battle, and the gunfire on both sides is dense and crackling in the wilderness.

Song Biao also encountered a real combat for the first time, and there was an indescribable pleasure in the depths of his soul, like the screams of his soul and the trembling in his mad love, he even trembled with excitement because his life was threatened, his fingertips trembled slightly, and there was hot blood in the capillaries impacting the original surname in the depths of the cells.

He picked up the telescope and observed the ambush force that was closest to him and most likely to threaten his safety, and the other side was not very numerous, about fifty people.

The ambush was well prepared, not only digging a shallow trench in a relatively secluded place halfway up the mountain, but also digging a number of individual pits on both sides, using rocks, trees, and ice and snow as cover.

To Song Biao's surprise, these people wore dark blue retro winter uniforms, which could only be seen before and after World War I, their military caps were dark blue cylinder caps with yellow belts, dark blue military pants also had yellow trim on both sides, and white long leg guards were more special, and the officers in charge of commanding the battle wore a black military uniform and high military boots, and wore a black cylindrical military cap.

Song Biao couldn't figure out the origin of these soldiers, until he saw the sword-style saber beside the officer, and soon, the words shouted by the officer confirmed Song Biao's conjecture.

It's actually a military, is it the legendary Meiji 19-style winter military uniform?

Holy...... Song Biao was surprised, surprised, speechless, and so on, and he was quite excited to rush over and shoot, but he still tried his best to calm himself and analyze the problem in front of him.

The small detachment at a distance of 150 paces from him was about the size of a squad of four squads, numbering more than 50 men, and did not carry machine guns, and the ambushed unit at the foot of the hill was ostensibly more numerous, but in fact it was in an extremely disadvantageous situation, and there were more combat casualties at the beginning of the engagement.

Song Biao continued to carefully observe the ambushed army with binoculars, and the result surprised him even more, it looked more like a Tsarist Russian army, in addition to the skin color of the Caucasians, their more distinctive Siberian Papaha-style sheepskin hat \ long pile hat was a more direct answer, most of the soldiers were wearing thick dark gray tweed army coats, and some soldiers were wearing brown sheepskin coats, rolling up the tweed army coats and carrying them behind their backs, and two officers wearing tulup-style black sewn white velvet army coats.

The Russian uniforms of the Tsarist army during the Nicholas I and II periods were like a fashion show, and the officers and soldiers were completely allowed to buy their own military uniforms, although the combat uniforms had uniform regulations, but the troops under each region, as well as the various branches of the military, were very different, and the only unifying feature was that they were expensive and luxurious, because the non-commissioned officers during the Tsarist Empire were basically from wealthy families of the aristocratic class.

Seeing those extravagant military uniforms, even the soldiers wearing enviable tweed overcoats, Song Biao was even more sure that this was the Tsarist army before the October Revolution.

The military uniforms were very beautiful, but in this sudden attack, all the Russian officers and soldiers were running around, and the open terrain around them also made it difficult for them to find suitable cover, and there were seven or eight soldiers crowded in one corner.

The horses behind the Tsarist army were all controlled by the Chinese, they wore Manchu braids, coarse cotton jackets, and large dogskin hats, about forty people, and no other weapons and equipment except a few machetes, which looked more like the Kwantung horse gangs responsible for transportation.

During the mutual fire between the Russian and Russian armies, the Chinese of the horse gang led the horses down one after another, and they hid behind the cargo boxes and large coarse sacks, not daring to raise their heads.

Song Biao's first reaction was too incredible, these people actually traveled to the 21st century, are they dreaming?

Thinking of all the unexplained bizarre changes before and after, Song Biao suddenly felt that it was not those troops before World War I who came to the Hunjiang region in the 21st century, but that he had returned to the years of a century ago.

Song Biao's mind was hot, and he quickly realized a very terrible situation, that is, there were nuclear weapons with him back to a hundred years ago, and the Dongfeng 4 was equipped with a 3 million tons of TNT-class thermonuclear warheads, which was 200 times more powerful than the little boy that the United States bombed on Hiroshima, which could raze any major city in the world, and it was completely leveled without any suspense.

In just a few tens of seconds after Song Biao's thoughts were transferred to the base, the exchange of fire between the two small Russian forces had reached a white-hot level, and even bullets pierced through the woods and hit the trunk of a tree near Song Biao, making a muffled click.

Song Biao came back to his senses and continued to observe the two sides from a distance with a telescope, and he could now roughly judge that the two sides should be in the period of the Russo-Russian War.

Because the latter half are Chinese horse gangs, the size of the Russian army is not as much as Song Biao initially judged, only about seventy people, it is difficult to say what kind of unit is this number, it may be a mixture of a battle infantry platoon and other troops, or it may be two Tsarist logistics platoons of a garrison infantry regiment.

The casualties of the Tsarist troops were a bit heavy, and the few mines in the early stages of the battle caused a lot of chaos, and being condescendingly pressed by the enemy was also a fatal problem.

They should immediately launch a fire counterattack, while at the same time constantly organizing the logistics personnel to evacuate the battle, at least to an area that is more equal to both sides, and where they will only die if they continue to fight for a long time.

Song Biao hid in the mountains and forests to secretly observe the two sides, secretly adjusted the safety position of the rifle back to a single shot, and took out the silencer and inserted it, when he pointed the telescope at the Tsarist Russian army, he was surprised to find that more than a dozen Tsarist soldiers were braving the rain of bullets to disassemble the transported materials, dismantling a dark green cylinder weapon from the wooden box, and couldn't wait to set up this weapon.

Oh also.

Song Biao, who saw the target clearly, sighed in his heart, and said secretly: It is actually the legendary Makqin heavy machine gun.

It is a good thing to have a heavy machine gun, but Song Biao does not think that the Russians still have much chance to use this weapon, they are only one hundred and fifty meters away from Yue himself, which is almost the best firing distance of modern rifles, taking advantage of the super advantage of the terrain, the Yue army is constantly reducing the number of opponents through accurate aimed shooting.

Song Biao realized that this was a squad with high combat qualities, and its mission was likely to be to snipe the opponent's supply lines in the area behind enemy lines. For any Chinese, it is always a lucky thing to have the opportunity to kill the little devil!

Almost without thinking, he quietly infiltrated the cat's waist downward, and at a place less than one hundred and fifty steps away from the ambush position of the Japanese army, he was about to put down his backpack and prepare to enter the battle, when the officer wearing a black officer's uniform suddenly drew his saber and shouted "totsugekei", and at this moment, all the soldiers of the Japanese army were unusually neat and clicked back the bullets in the chamber, inserted the bayonet, chanted the slogan "Bansai", and rushed straight down with a momentum.

The uniform sound and pace are frightening, and the strange bushido spirit and fighting spirit are equally palpitating.

Seeing those soldiers in blue-black uniforms rushing down like wild wolves, the Russian soldiers also planted bayonets under the orders of non-commissioned officers at all levels, and rushed forward directly to kill with their bullets, and the soldiers shouted noisily.

Song Biao, who was hiding behind the two gangs, sped up his pace, sprinted in a few big strides, and jumped directly into the hidden trench dug out by the Yue army himself, condescendingly facing everyone's backs.

A godsend.

Whether it was true or not, whether it was a dream or an illusion, Song Biao only had an extremely enthusiastic and persistent thought in his mind at the moment - if he didn't kill all these little ghosts, he would not be Chinese.

Nima's.

He scolded happily in his heart, but he looked a little nervous in his hand and hurriedly prepared the rifle, submachine gun, and grenade, went directly to the scope and silencer, pulled the handle of the machine, adjusted the fast and slow machine to a single shot, and calmly aimed at the head of the officer in the middle.

The moment the trigger was pulled, there was just a pop, there seemed to be a speeding and rubbing sound in the chamber, and the heat wave rushed out from the mouth of the silencer, accompanied by an extremely faint flame, and in an instant, the head of the military officer in a black military uniform exploded in Song Biao's field of vision.

This is the first time he has killed someone, and the bloody moment made him slightly stunned, but there is a very strong sense of accomplishment in his heart, perhaps because he is a soldier, and the hard training of the past three years is waiting for this moment to come, or because the opponent is an officer of Yueben, all the hatred for the Yueben nation hidden in the heart of every Chinese man has become an unprecedented joy, filling every corner of his body, even every pore of him, and every tip of hair can feel this intense pleasure.

In the past two thousand years, we have not invaded you and given you all the necessary conditions for development, but you have reciprocated to us one massacre after another, which is why we Chinese hate you from the bottom of our hearts.

Because even a group of beasts like wild dogs will never be able to do the kind of shitty things that they say.

So what are you waiting for, what are you waiting for? If there are nuclear weapons, they will be blown up directly, and as many as they are built, and as many as they will be blown up, until they become extinct. In the vast universe, the destruction of a galaxy is only a drop in the ocean, so why should we mind the demise of a so-called Yamato nation?

Both sides were still fighting with bayonets, and few people noticed the accidental death of the officers, and the number of the army was about ten more than the remaining Russian troops, which gave them the upper hand, and the Russians also had an advantage in height and arm length, but these people with an average height of less than 155 cm did have more proficient assassination skills, and their 30-style rifles and bayonets were also longer.

The Tsarist Russian troops first tried to retreat, and people kept turning and fleeing, and the Chinese who were hiding around the goods and horses did not intend to help the Tsarist troops kill Xiao Yuben together, so they hid there with their heads in their hands, and even threw the machetes in their hands and bodies on the ground under the call of the leader.

The evaluation of the 03 rifle in the army is generalized, and the only advantage over the 95 type is that it is more comfortable, because the aiming methods of the two have changed greatly, it is more difficult to adapt to the 03 after using the 95, and Song Biao, who was born in the armed police, jumped directly from the SVD to the 03 type, but there is no difficulty in adapting.

One of the biggest drawbacks of Zero Three was that the earliest model could not be equipped with the existing gun-mounted grenade launcher, which was scolded by the troops and later forced to modify the LG95 gun-mounted grenade launcher.

Purely in terms of shooting accuracy at a distance of 300 meters, the 03 rifle is not better than the 30 rifle, but within 300 meters, the ultra-low recoil effect on the improvement of shooting accuracy is self-evident, and the biggest advantage of the 03 rifle is its modern standard mechanism, silent, flameless and high-level scope can make the 03 rifle very good at hunting opponents in the dark.

Song Biao used a silencer and a scope to ensure as much shooting accuracy as possible without installing a gun-mounted grenade launcher, which was even more terrifying in this noisy environment because of the almost silent shooting.

The battle at the foot of the mountain, which was only 150 paces away from him, was extremely brutal, with constant screams, and more than a dozen Russian soldiers fled in panic, and those who did not have time to escape died even more tragically.

The fighting bayonet never won completely, and the short and small army still suffered a great loss in individual battles, and in the battle where they could not back down at all, both sides had casualties.

They are like a group of crazy people, blood is constantly splattering out from between each other's blades, and under the hideous expressions are completely irrational consciousness, kill, kill, kill, only crazy killing is left in each other's consciousness.

Song Biao, who was hiding in the position of the Yue army, was very excited and swollen at first, and he assassinated those Yue soldiers one after another, until he killed the third or fourth Yue Ben soldier, and his mood suddenly calmed down.

An extremely brief image flashed in his mind, and for some reason, he remembered Michael. Cimino's "The Deer Hunter", Chevotarevich was shot through the skull in the gambling of Russian roulette, and blood burst out in front of everyone.

He had seen this old movie more than once, and the bloody and broken heroism of the war had always attracted him deeply, and it also made him always regard the front-line soldier as the most important career choice in his life, and he even felt that a person who had not been a soldier and a person who had not participated in the war had ...... It is incomplete in the sense of human life, because the essence of human beings is the bloodiest war and plundering caste competition.

Only by defeating and eliminating all competing tribes, can human beings survive to this day, can continue to reproduce, from 10,000 years before history to 10,000 years later, human beings are still constantly striving for the reproduction of the race, constantly competing.

Song Biao's high school grades are very good, especially in history and politics, these liberal arts grades are so good that they are different, because his grandmother is a professor of Russian at the Chinese College, he has learned Russian since he was a child, and he also took the high school entrance examination and college entrance examination for Russian language test questions alone in school, and in three years of high school, he insisted on reading all the works of Dostoevsky in the original Russian version, as well as the original Russian version of Lenin's anthologies.

He can easily get into a good college and military school, but his choice to become a compulsory soldier has tormented and cannot be answered by his family and teachers who have high hopes for him.

In short, he is a very different kind of young man.

The soldiers of the army are constantly stabbing and killing those Russian soldiers, killing the corpses of the Russian soldiers everywhere, and some of the soldiers reloaded the bullets and aimed at the dozen or so Russian soldiers who fled in the distance, which should be a victory, but there seems to be not many of them left, and they continue to fall one by one.

Burst.

Burst.

When the silencer is installed, the sound is distorted into a very unique pop and is very low due to the reverse rotation and diversion of the muzzle air flow and sound waves in the silencer.

Song Biao aimed at every target that could be shot in the fastest time and grasped the highest army target like a ruthless machine, and killed them one by one.

He knew that he was killing people, and these people he killed had their own families, parents, wives and children, dreams, and love, but these people with feelings were soldiers, and they loved their motherland and homeland as much as he did, and were willing to sacrifice their lives for them, so he had to defeat the enemy at all costs, and even kill tens of thousands of such enemies.

He is a soldier, he is not only protecting the country, but also protecting the right of this nation to live, and he is given the right and responsibility by the whole nation to kill all enemies.

Tong.

A non-commissioned officer such as a captain was shot in the chest and his body fell in the wrong direction, which finally attracted the attention of the soldiers.

Laugh at.

No gunshots could be heard, but another soldier was shot in the shoulder and screamed as if he had encountered a ghost.

Everyone was frightened and lay on the ground.

The situation was reversed again, the Yue army, which originally had an excellent geographical advantage, was suddenly in the worst situation, almost no one was injured when they rushed out of the trench, and in fact, they injured at most ** people in the bayonet offensive with the Russian army, which should have been regarded as a complete victory, but now there is only a small force of less than thirty people left.

The worst part was that the squad leader and several squad leaders were killed in silence.

Nearly 30 Japanese troops scattered and hid in various places, they could not find the counterattack point at all, could not hear the gunshots, could only feel the approach of death, and could roughly judge from the trajectory of the bullet that the gunman was hiding on the side of the mountain.

As more and more opponents were killed, Song Biao became more and more calm to catch his opponent in the four-magnification scope, and as long as he was given the slightest chance, he had a three-quarters chance of killing an opponent.

As far as the idiosyncratic name of modern warfare is concerned, this is almost a one-sided massacre.

The mountains and fields suddenly became unusually silent, and this small detachment of the army was scattered into many units, hidden in a corner that could be hidden, and no one dared to take the lead, let alone know where to shoot.

If they don't drill their heads, it will be difficult for Song Biao to aim.

The two sides remained at a calm stalemate, waiting for a suitable moment.

After enduring a long period of more than ten minutes, some soldiers began to try to go up the mountain to search for the enemy, seeing them bent over and preparing to go up the mountain, Song Biao waited silently, until more soldiers left the bunker before they returned fire, snap, snap two consecutive shots, the bullet snorted twice through the chest of the same soldier, tearing open two bloody eyes.

Blood bloomed in an instant like the most beautiful flowers, this visual impact made Song Biao feel a kind of washing in his soul, a real and pure transcendence of all the vulgar pleasures in the world, he seemed to have become the most powerful person in the world, controlling the life and death of others.

The shallow trench dug out by the Yue army in the middle of the mountain was simply the best mobile sniper line, and when those Yue soldiers were lying on the ground again to hide, Song Biao quietly changed his position, re-aimed at a soldier who could shoot, and shot one more with a soft pop.

Who said that the Yue army was invincible, and who said that their combat effectiveness was the first among the fierce yellow people?

Bah.

Song Biao sneered bitterly, put away the micro charge and grenade again, and withdrew from the trench, moved to a more secluded place, and tried to go around in a circle to attack the flank of the Yue army team.

At this time, he can kill whoever he wants!!

This experience suddenly made Song Biao feel that the primitive dedication in his life, the unfettered wild surname was finally released, just like the tribal warriors of the primitive society were killing the hunters of the competing tribes, and for every hunter killed, the children of their tribe would live one more.

He is Song Biao, who read through the original Russian versions of "War and Peace" and "The Science of Winning" as classical Russian textbooks in middle and high school, he treats university professors as shit, even if his parents are legendary scholars, he regards college as the most absurd farce of that era, and he does not hesitate to be a soldier, even if he is more like a Trotskyist.

He was rebellious, he was sneering, he was tenacious, he liked to be a wolf more than a man, and he had imagined countless times that he was a lone wolf roaming the wilderness.

He was a soldier, like a tribal hunter who lived in the Yellow River valley 20,000 years ago.