Chapter 198 is in (ask for a monthly pass!) ）

Ren Ran led a battalion to march on the road in Xining City with difficulty, and it had been almost an hour since he entered the city, but he had only advanced less than 300 meters. The soldiers of the 100th Cavalry Division of the Ma Jiajun Army hid in makeshift pillboxes, houses, streets and even trees, and did everything possible to block the advance of the siege troops.

Although most of the weapons used by the defenders in the city were small arms such as horse pistols and machine guns, there were almost no heavy weapons. But their crazy spirit of playing with life still made Ren Ran scratch their heads, and an hour passed, and more than 60 people died in their battalion, which also made Ren Ran know for the first time that street fighting with a force with the will to die was a difficult job.

"Recoilless cannon, blast out that fire point" Ren Ran pointed to a fire point more than 100 meters away that was spitting out tongues of fire, and ordered loudly.

This Maxim machine gun was set up in a private house one hundred and fifty meters away in front of it, and at this moment it was desperately strafing Ren Ran's side, and the 7.92 mm bullet hit them so that they could not raise their heads.

Immediately, three soldiers put down the equipment on their bodies and began to put them together, and after a while, a recoilless gun of five or seven caliber was assembled, and the barrel of more than two meters long pointed forward, and one soldier lay down at an angle of 90 degrees with the gun body, and another soldier immediately opened the bolt door behind him, plugged the shell and twisted the bolt door, came behind the operator, and patted the operator's shoulder.

After receiving the signal that everything was fine, the operator adjusted the angle and pulled the trigger on the front fire point, and with a "whoosh" sound, a thick smoke flashed, and a loud "boom" came from the front, and the house collapsed in the explosion, and the machine gun was immediately muted.

Ren Ran nodded with satisfaction, the power of this newly equipped recoilless gun is not bad, it is a good choice for dealing with fortifications and armored targets, but the disadvantage is that it is too bulky. The barrel alone weighs nearly seventy pounds, plus the gun carriage and ammunition, and three soldiers need to take turns to carry it when marching, and they have to be removed after the fight, which is too troublesome.

"Lao Du, how far is Ma Bufang's apartment from here?" Ren Ran called Du Bantou, who had just come over, and asked.

"Sir, Chairman Ma's forehead is wrong, Ma Bufang's apartment is in the center of Xining City, and it is about a mile away from here." Du Bantou hurriedly replied.

"Is it possible to take a shortcut?" Ren Ran continued to ask.

"Sir, there is a short road, but that road is the focus of the defense of the 100th Division, there are too many firepower points and pillboxes, so I'm afraid of us" Du Bantou looked at the soldiers around Ren Ran and smiled bitterly, although he didn't say that he couldn't come, but the meaning was still understood.

"Rely on" Ren Ran couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, when he entered the city, he was afraid that there would be too many people and the target would be too big, so he divided the three companies in the camp into three, divided into three arrows, and wanted to go long, he and Liu Jun each took a company to the city to rush into the city, but he didn't expect to encounter the embarrassment of insufficient troops now.

"Forget it, let's take a detour, after all, it's safety first." After comforting himself, Ren Ran waved his hand and continued to move forward with more than 100 people.

At this time, Ma Bufang, who was still wearing a long horse coat, stood in the hall of his apartment, and dozens of his wives and concubines stood in the hall, all of them had large bags and small bags in their hands, with a sad look on their faces, and several aunts and wives couldn't help but cry quietly.

Ma Bufang, who was walking back and forth in the hall, turned around and scolded impatiently: "What are you crying about, howling and mourning?" I'm not dead."

Listening to the increasingly dense gunfire in the city, Ma Bufang knew that his end was coming, but his will to survive prompted him to be unwilling to be killed. So he gathered dozens of wives and concubines and children, and prepared dozens of trucks, which were full of gold and silver treasures, antiques, calligraphy and paintings that he had looted for many years.

It is also interesting to say, although Ma Bufang is known as the title of 'rogue general' + 'illiterate chairman', but he has a great fondness for those celebrity calligraphy and paintings, and there are three study rooms in his apartment that are specially designed to store the antique calligraphy and paintings he ordered people to collect.

Just half a month ago, he had a premonition that the situation was not good, so Ma Bufang asked people to load all the valuable things in the apartment onto the truck, but before the things could be transported away, the city gate was blocked by Chahar's troops.

Ma Bufang, who was really unwilling to finish playing like this today, summoned his last life-saving hole card, the Xining Guard Regiment.

There are only more than 800 people in the guard regiment, from soldiers to officials, all of them are Ma Bufang's clansmen, and they can be said to be loyal to him. Those who exceed the three uniforms of the clan are never allowed to enter the guard regiment, so if you talk about combat effectiveness, the guard regiment may not be the strongest in the Ma family army, but if you talk about loyalty, if they recognize the second, no one will dare to admit the first.

And Ma Bufang did not treat these clansmen badly, he was good at eating and drinking for these soldiers on weekdays, and the military salary was also the highest.

"Someone is coming," Ma Bufang shouted.

Striding in from the door came a colonel in his thirties, this is Ma Bufang's nephew Ma Jun, and Ma Bufang's most trusted person, Ma Bufang's guard regiment has always been led by him.

"What does the Chairman command?" Ma Jun saluted and asked.

"Is the team ready? Have you chosen a route? Ma Bufang asked in a deep voice.

Ma Jun said with some embarrassment: "Now there are Chahar's troops everywhere in the city, and it is impossible to judge where the attack is weak. ”

"Alas" Ma Bufang sighed, surprisingly did not lose his temper but said a little sadly: "Do your best to obey the destiny of heaven, and when it gets dark tonight, we will all break through, and we must be killed." ”

"Yes," Ma Jun walked out quickly and began to arrange the retreat.

Listening to the gunshots getting closer and closer, Ma Bufang also slowly walked into the study to prepare.

The fierce fighting continued, and it was already approaching evening, and the city of Xining was filled with gunfire and fighting.

"Hurry up, speed up." Ren Ran led a battalion of three companies and eighty soldiers to follow the guide Du Bantou through a street.

"Da Da Da" suddenly poured out tongues of fire from a dark bunker more than 80 meters away in front, and the five or six soldiers walking in front, including Du Bantou, were caught off guard and immediately fell in a pool of blood.

The Makqin machine gun was firing frantically, and the dense bullets hit Ren Ran and the soldiers next to him could only lie on the ground, unable to even raise their heads.

Hear the sound of bullets whizzing overhead, feel its scorching temperature, and the stray bullets that fly around the walls, and the muffled grunt of soldiers when they are hit by stray bullets.

"Pillar, kill that dog's day bunker" Seeing that his soldiers fell down in a row, Ren Ran's eyes were red with tears in his eyes, and he shouted loudly.

"Yes"

After a while, with a long roar, the 57-caliber shells rushed headlong into the front at a speed of more than 300 meters per second.

An explosion sounded, and the dark castle not far away suddenly fell silent.

"Okay" Ren Ran slapped his palm, and just wanted to take someone up, but before he could say anything, the dark castle in front of him poured out tongues of fire again, and bullets began to fly above Ren Ran's head again.

"Pillar, you're fucking crooked," Ren Ran turned his head and glared at the pillar and said.

"I, I" The pillar blinked and wanted to say something, but his mouth opened and closed.

"Quick, load the shells, hit the right point this time" Ren Ran didn't have time to pay attention to the idea of this little soldier, and gave the order to attack again.

"Yes"

The recoilless cannon reloaded and bombarded again, this time Ren Ran could see very clearly, the shell did hit the bunker, but after hitting the bunker, the shell exploded as if there was no harm to the bunker, and the bunker still fired dense bullets.

"Fuck what kind of shit turtle shell, why is it so hard." Ren Ran and the soldiers, who were stunned on the sidelines, were speechless in shock.

It is also bad luck that the front of this dark fort is built with a kind of black ink stone that is a specialty of the Gobi Desert in Qinghai, which is notoriously strong and can be used to make stone tablets for hundreds of years without decay.

In fact, it was not far from Ma Bufang's apartment, and this was also the last line of defense of Ma Bufang's apartment, so Ma Jiajun was willing to use this expensive ink stone to build this dark castle with a thickness of almost one meter.

Facing this almost 'invulnerable' turtle shell, Ren Ran was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

"Camp, let me come" At this time, a soldier came to Ren Ran's side with a bag of explosives in his arms and said resolutely.

"Go and go, go to the hairy boy and stand aside" Ren Ran glanced at him angrily, and waved his hand to drive him down.

I can't help but complain that I am still embarrassed, in the teachings of Commander Su, there has never been such a thing as letting soldiers carry explosive bags to blow up bunkers. Commander Su has always instructed his subordinates that you should fight the enemy with weapons that you can hit the enemy where the enemy cannot hit you, and order the soldiers to carry explosive bags to blow up the bunkers, which is despised in the Chahar army.

"Get out of the way, let go of the brothers, and let go"

Just when he was still in a dilemma, Liu Jun's loud voice came. Ren Ran looked at it, it turned out that Liu Jun came over with two Type 59 tanks, Liu Jun and the brothers of the first company were following the back of the tanks comfortably picking up cheap, and the eyes of the brothers of Ren Ran and the third company were on fire.

"How's the camp, do you want to help?" Liu Junyang's triumphant voice rang out.

"You turtle son, hurry up and blast the dark castle in front of Lao Tzu," Ren Ran said angrily.

"Yes" Liu Jun knew that everything could be done in moderation, but he couldn't be too embarrassed in front of the boss, so he pointed to the bunker that was spraying bullets in front of him and made a gesture to the commander who had just come out of the turret.

The commander nodded, and by retracting his body, the muzzle of the tank suddenly turned in the direction of the bunker.

The sound of "booming" 100-caliber tank guns when firing shells was huge, and the sound of the cannons shook Ren Ran and the others.