One of the greatest military strategists in Russian history, Alexander. Vasilyevich. In The Science of Victory, Suvorov described the law of victory in war as follows: the most important thing is always to observe the opponent, and to make the best choice and deployment in the fastest time, and to launch an all-out onslaught in the best place.

Observe, be fast, storm.

These are the three basic elements of Suvorov's military theory, which emphasizes rapid maneuver and active offensive, and advocates concentrating forces in the main direction to annihilate the enemy's living forces, which guided the development of the Soviet Red Army and eventually became the core war ideology of the Chinese Workers' and Peasants' Red Army.

There was a dead silence at the foot of the mountain, the dozens of people of the horse gang hid behind a large pile of goods, sacks and horses, and did not dare to move, more than 50 Russians died tragically on the valley beach, and died all over the field, and some were not assassinated and pierced to death, curled up in a ball with their wounds, and the heavy smell of blood wafted in the air to make people shudder.

The Russian Maozi were so miserable that they were no better, and the only remaining twenty or so soldiers not far away were scattered among themselves, barely hiding by low bushes and rocks, and some of them hid behind sparse trees, gesturing at a distance of more than a dozen paces from each other, occasionally whispering softly, all of them full of fear.

Until this moment, they did not know exactly where the opponent was hiding, where he fired his guns, and how many people there were.

In the time that they themselves didn't know, several non-commissioned officers died one after another, Tian Yuan Dazuo of the Intelligence Department was probably the first to die, and he seemed to be too obvious in a black military uniform, and everyone didn't even notice when Dazuo died, and Second Lieutenant Hirazawa of this squad died very early.

The remaining soldiers of the Yue Army were really demoralized, and they didn't know what to do next, and the only one who could still take on the command work was Okada Juncao.

He has never encountered such a bizarre black and black gang in the northeast for 30 years, first he rushed out to rob the Russians, and now he doesn't know which military master or the mountain master is robbing him.

I really don't know how to describe it, just when I saw the soldiers rushing down the hillside like wild wolves, the old golden man's courage was about to burst, he estimated that the Russians were similar, and before they officially fought with bayonets, a small group of Russian hairy people fled.

The army is also ruthless, even the Russian Maozi who wants to escape refuses to let go, this is about to set up an array to shoot, but it was ambushed from behind, and he died, the white snow was stained with red blood everywhere, so many people died, some of them themselves, some Russians, and some brothers of the horse gang, and several horses were injured and lay dying in a pool of blood.

The old golden head was in no mood to grieve now, he didn't have time to wail, he even wanted to die now.

Although I had heard that there were a few old gangs of horses planted before, but he couldn't resist the coercion and temptation of the Russians, he still decided to take over the Russians' business and transport supplies for them.

Although the Russians did not tell him the specific list of goods, he had been trading in the caravan for 30 years, and the weight and weight of the goods could be understood as soon as he got started, and the bumps along the way were not clear?

There are guns and ammunition, and there are also silver dollar bills, all of which are materials for the army.

Don't say anything, the rivers and lakes have the rules of the rivers and lakes, and when you encounter this kind of, you can only admit it, the old golden head only cares about saving his life, and the other horse gang brothers follow his example and hold his head with both hands, squatting on the ground and not moving.

Anyway, they are also more than 5,000 catties of goods along the way, kill them, these heavy goods can only be on the halfway, not to mention that they are only responsible for transporting goods and finding the way, no matter what else they do, no matter which way the mountain master will not kill them, bad reputation and rules.

The more than 20 soldiers of the army endured for a long time, and Okada Juncao finally poked his head out from behind the rock to look around, he knew that the opponent was on the hillside, but at a glance, this hillside was as tall as Mount Fuji, and he didn't know where the enemy was hiding, and he couldn't even hear the gunshots.

Okada Juncao has been a soldier for four years, and he has never encountered such a strange situation, and he doesn't know how to make a choice at all, so he can only lead six soldiers forward, scatter, and slowly search the hillside with a gun, hoping to squeeze out the opponent.

Observe, be fast, storm, that's the science of victory.

Song Biao had already moved to the west side of the Yue army's position, hiding behind a raised dirt slope and many rocks, using binoculars to continue to carefully observe each enemy, and even reconnoitred the situation on the side of the Ma Gang, and confirmed that all the Chinese in the Ma Gang were rice buckets who had no courage to resist, and he decided to deal with the remaining Yue Ben soldiers at one time.

He calculated very quickly, 27 soldiers scattered in three shelter points, namely A, B, C three bunker areas, Area A is a natural pile of stone area, the cover ability is better, hiding the most soldiers, Area B is a shrub and a section of fallen trees, the actual cover effect is very low, Area C is the Tsarist Russian army in the previous attack stage with scattered items piled up, a few soldiers opened the Makqin machine gun by the Russians assembled, probably did not grasp the specific specifications, still pondering, Or maybe you can't find your opponent's place at all.

Seven other soldiers crossed cover and tried to get back up the hillside under the cover of the dense woods on the west side, these people were actually less than fifty meters away from Song Biao, and if they looked behind, they might be able to find Song Biao out of the bushes, but unfortunately no one had eyes that could look back.

The situation is a bit more complicated.

Song Biao tried his best to find a better tactical plan to solve the problem, but he only had one person, if there were two people, even the most rookie recruits would cooperate with him, he would be much easier.

So it's going to be an adventure.

He had already struck a thrilling sensation, and every pore seemed to be spraying a wave of heat, making his blood roll and his face red, as restless as if he had drunk a whole bottle of burning knives.

He quietly untied the heavy backpack, placed the 05 micro charge next to him again, installed the LG95 35mm gun-mounted grenade launcher for the 03 rifle in his hand, stuffed the anti-personnel grenade, and first aimed at the C area, which possibly had the most annoying thing for the Makqin machine gun.

Boom.

The sound of the high and low pressure launcher was not loud, and the grenade dragged a slender white trajectory and suddenly rushed towards Area C, detonating violently, blowing up all the surrounding soldiers, even if they were not killed, the ultra-high explosion and impact of a short moment were enough to temporarily lose their combat effectiveness.

Song Biao was once bombed by his comrades-in-arms by mistake, and the impact was like a dozen big wooden sticks smashed on his head, it was worse than death, and the whole person was dizzy for dozens of seconds before he gradually came back to his senses, and then he stayed in the armed police hospital for a few days.

The sudden bombardment startled the soldiers, who had not yet reacted, thinking it was a grenade, but no enemy was found nearby.

This short-term ignorance made Song Biao very comfortable to continue to load new bullets, aiming at Area A exposed in his range and firing another anti-personnel grenade, because of the direct hit on the rock, the new explosion wave was even stronger, and the rock of the bunker of the Yue Ben soldiers was also blown apart, more than seven Yue Ben soldiers were blown up at one time, blood splattered everywhere, and some people were even blown away by the explosion a few meters away, everyone was covered with scars, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

It was only at this time that the soldiers finally confirmed Song Biao's location, and they all looked for suitable cover again, or temporarily took a half-squat shot, with a continuous sound of crackling and sneering, and dirt and rocks splashed.

Song Biao was about to stuff the grenade into Area B again, probably because the distance was only about 70 paces, when a soldier suddenly shouted "Totsugekei", which made Song Biao slightly stunned - is this going to be a bayonet attack?

In the midst of this shout, all the soldiers seemed to have reached a consensus, and all of them withdrew their ammunition, loaded their bayonets, dispersed from two different directions, and rushed over in one go, with an extremely fast speed and amazing momentum, and the kind of ferocious and vicious feeling could simply frighten people's hearts and souls.

"Observe, be quick, and attack" also seems to be the general rule of the army.

Are you afraid that a dozen soldiers will rush towards you from seventy paces away with their sabers, and in eight seconds at most they will be able to stab you to death with a dozen bayonets?

Song Biao also had a surge of blood all over his body, and without thinking, he lifted the 05 micro charge prepared in advance, placed it horizontally on the rock with the 03 rifle, pressed the butt with both hands, and fired at the same time in both directions.

He didn't expect that his own soldiers would directly rush over with the advantage of numbers, and it was a collective charge, and seventy steps was just a moment in ten seconds.

At this moment, in a burst of rapid sonic fire, crackling bullets flew through the forest, making a crackling sound when they hit rocks and trees, and when they hit the bodies of the soldiers, they tore apart their bodies and splashed blood.

The sound of a bullet hitting the body at close range was like stabbing with a blunt knife, and no one could have imagined how powerful the impact of the bullet was.

Everyone seemed to be knocked away by a giant's iron fist, and fell to the ground in an instant, the time was so short that Song Biao didn't have any thoughts, but in such a short time, more than a dozen lives were ruthlessly crushed by death, and the soldiers who were extremely brave just now were collectively penetrated, and their bodies were torn apart by the impact of the warhead, and in a pool of blood, their eyes were extremely hideous, and everyone couldn't believe what they had encountered.

Even if they were all little devils, Song Biao had to lament for them, he felt that their death was not worth it, although the soldier of the army made the most correct choice in an instant, trying to solve the problem in a short moment with the numerical advantage of rapid onslaught and bayonet fighting, avoiding the two disadvantages of being in unfavorable terrain and not being equipped with grenades.

The forest suddenly calmed down, as if everyone had died, and there were only a hundred hideous and terrifying corpses on the snow, and the blood gushing from their bodies also stained the white snowfield.

Song Biao watched all this calmly, his heart was still beating at high speed, it was so bloody and tense just now, it was difficult for him to breathe, but at this moment, he seemed to find some kind of mysterious sense of tranquility, as if a divine voice was calling him from the sky, and the holy light shone on him, washing away the hatred and dissatisfaction in his heart.

He took a deep breath, and the cold air poured into his hot heart and lungs, allowing the boiling blood in his body to gradually calm down, and a cool feeling flowed in his body.

He scanned the hideous and bloody battlefield, around him, there were nearly a hundred people lying on the wide white snow, about half of them still had their last breath, or they had not been fatally wounded, and some could have continued to fight, but their will had collapsed, struggling and wailing in the snow, begging the people of the surrounding horse gangs to save them.

Whether it is a native soldier or a Russian soldier, it is really necessary to wait until the moment of death, and the instinct to survive is equally strong.

Realizing that these Russian soldiers lying in the snow still had the possibility of giving him a fatal blow, Song Biao inserted the bayonet and checked the soldiers one by one, no matter whether the other party was dead or alive, as long as it was not a fatal wound, he would first mend a knife in the throat or chest.

He was very cold-blooded, very deadly, and very careful, and did not neglect to observe the surroundings, and always mentally calculated the number of his own soldiers.

When Song Biao cleaned up his own soldiers, watching him stab down with a fatal knife, cowering at the foot of the mountain, those horse gang guys who were only a hundred steps away from Song Biao were frightened, and they didn't dare to act rashly, throwing more than a dozen machetes on the ground, and a large number of guns were scattered around, but they seemed to be tied hand and foot, and they couldn't move at all.

A few minutes ago, when they watched the dozen or so soldiers rushing over, but all of them were killed in a matter of seconds, they were already scared to death, and even the slightest idea of resistance was extinguished.

Is there such a strong person in this world?

Is this still human?

The people of the caravan felt as small as sand, like insignificant ants in front of the man, and the man could strangle them all to death in the empty and lonely snow with a pinch of his finger.

After cleaning up the soldiers, Song Biao shifted his attention to the Russian soldiers again, and nearly sixty Russian soldiers fell to the ground, lying on the ground horizontally and vertically, most of them died from the bayonet attack of the soldiers, which means that the vast majority of the Russian soldiers are dead.

Compared with the bravery and foolish loyalty of the soldiers, the fighting will of the Russian soldiers is really scum.

Song Biao's gaze gradually shifted to the caravan, he looked at the goods, and always felt that there was a lot of article in it, this team of soldiers had already been ambushed and prepared, and it was obvious that they were coming for these goods.

He walked to the caravan with his rifle, pointed his gun at the group, and asked indifferently, "Who are you?" ”

The people of the caravan trembled, and the fear overflowed their faces, and even the eyes had a look of fear.