Chapter 185: A quick and decisive battle to clean up the periphery

The military order is like a mountain, and the general command of the front army gives an order, and the front command of the Shymkent side can only be carried out head-on. Since the beginning of the war, the tenacity of the Soviet army has surpassed the previous Central Asian campaign, and in the process of clearing the periphery, many Soviet positions have been killed and not retreated. At present, the Soviet army has the last fast position left outside Shymkent, and it is also the last commanding height of the Soviet army outside the city, and the artillery can hit any target in the city with the help of artillery.

Garrisoned at this position was an infantry regiment of the Soviet army, and the regiment commander Jeryanko received an order to hold on to the death and that there would be no reinforcements. After many days of bombardment and shelling, the batteries on the position had long been eliminated, and only the infantry and four 76 guns remained on the position. The artillery in the city will not fire reinforcements anymore, for the simple reason that there are not many shells left. Under the indiscriminate bombardment of the Chinese Air Force, the railway and road from Shymkent to Tashkent were severely damaged. The commander of the city defense, Krolev, was also given the order to defend to the death, and there was not a single reinforcement, and fighting until the last moment was the only option.

It is precisely because they know that they are in the place of death that the Soviet army is so desperate. Of course, they can also surrender, but their families are in the country, and once they are found to have surrendered, their families will have to go to labor camps. Uh, that's what the commissar said anyway!

The hill is not very high, and it is about 1,500 meters from the slope to the position. The Chinese's artillery fire was fierce and fierce, and the soldiers in the front-line positions could only hide in the anti-artillery holes and endure hardship, and those who were unlucky were directly hit by the 155 howitzer in the anti-artillery holes and directly collapsed and buried alive. Jeryanko's command was the headquarters of the previous battery, and the two 122 howitzers on the battery had been dive-dried out by the Chinese air force, and there was no damage to the command in the mountain.

The sound of the artillery finally stopped, and the Chinese infantry could be seen from two thousand meters away from the artillery frame, jumping out of the trenches, and the stragglers lined up very openly, and they did not seem to be in a hurry to rush forward. It seems that the fighting spirit of the Chinese has also been consumed a lot in continuous battles.

"Hurry up, hurry up and get to the ground!" Soldiers in the anti-artillery holes poured out. The officer stood at the entrance of the cave and kept shouting. When the soldiers on the ground were ready. The Chinese infantry was still 1,500 meters away, and Jerry Yanko breathed a sigh of relief that this time the attack could be carried out. On the first day of the battle, the Chinese infantry did not fight like this, they used the cover of night to lurk 300 to 500 meters in front of the position, and immediately launched a fierce attack after the artillery fire was prepared. This trick is not good during the day, and there is a chance to guard against their hand in the future, and several mountains have been beaten down by the Chinese with this trick.

Makqin's cartridge belt was clipped and the DP machine gunner was ready. Mosin Nagant's insurance had been opened, and the Soviet troops on the positions waited patiently. A morning of fighting down. There were still thirty or forty corpses of Chinese in front of the position that they had not brought back. Some of the bold soldiers became addicted to cigarettes, and quietly went down to find cigarettes, and easily brought back two rifles of Chinese soldiers. After looking at the rifles equipped by the Chinese, Jerry Yanko was very envious. This semi-automatic rifle, firepower compared to Mosin Nagant is fundamentally two concepts, the Chinese also have an infantry equipment submachine gun, thirty rounds of magazines. Fight like a machine gun.

Just when Jeryanko thought that the Chinese infantry would continue to rush forward, suddenly these Chinese infantry fell down en masse. Jerry Yanko was taken aback, what was going on? Before he could react, a dense whistling sound sounded in the air, like the howling wind that Jerry Yanko heard on the shore of the North Sea as a teenager.

In just a few seconds, the entire Soviet position began to shake violently, and Jerryanko, who was hiding in the command headquarters in the mountain, witnessed the birth of a hellish sea of fire.

Yang Zui, deputy commander of the Mountain Army and commander of the Third Mountain Division, looked at the sea of fire on the position with a telescope and satisfaction. Stretched out his hand and patted Liu Geng, the commander of the rocket artillery battalion next to him, on the shoulder and said, "Well done, this old man is very troublesome, and the infantry division in front of him didn't fight for a day." But if you want me to say, they are too rigid to fight, and they don't know how to be flexible. ”

Chief of Staff Zhou Xuefeng also looked proud, the mountain troops are definitely the elite of the army, well, they can't be compared with the mechanized army. "Since there is a mechanized army, our mountain army has become raised by my aunt's wife." Zhou Xuefeng still couldn't help but complain, Yang Zui listened to it and said crookedly: ", the solution to the problem depends on the infantry in the end, just on this mountain, can there be a good tank feint?" Why, there's a 30-degree too, right? "This is a bit against the will, in fact, the Great Wall IV tank can easily climb over the slope of 45. The steepest part of this mountain is about 35° at most.

The Soviet troops who had just taken up the position were beaten with a ruthless and vicious stick, and in just five minutes, the rocket artillery combed the Soviet positions several times. As soon as the sound of the artillery stopped, the mountain division that had been pretending to be a dragon turned into a dragon and rushed forward at a very fast speed. In less than three minutes, these units had rushed to less than five hundred meters from the front of the Soviet position.

Dericho looked at the mess on the battlefield at this time, the soldiers had not yet recovered from the beating just now, the casualties must have been very large, but they couldn't take care of it. The remaining four 76 guns were also pushed out of the bunker at this time, tilting the shells on the position regardless of a single qiē.

The infantry of the mountain division, which was rushing forward, was very experienced, and soon dispersed to cover it, and some of them were still crawling forward, and the exposed Soviet artillery was found by two Mustang fighters cruising nearby, and the dive cannon was dumbfounded. The four 76 guns had only five minutes to gain time, during which time the Soviet officers on the position had already pressed the soldiers back into the trenches.

The few remaining DP machine guns rang out, two Chinese soldiers were hit and fell to the ground, and the general-purpose machine guns equipped with the squad were suppressed like rain, and the Soviet troops on the beaten positions could not raise their heads. The mortar was even more continuous suppressive fire, and brave soldiers continued to fire against the suppression, and at the same time, officers and soldiers were constantly hit and fell to the ground.

Jerry Yanko took out his pistol and shouted to the commissar: "I'll go to the reserves, you organize everyone in the command to reinforce me." "Rushed out of the headquarters, found his last reserve, an infantry company, and without saying a word, led the infantry to the front position. At this time, the command headquarters did not have much significance, and after a morning of fierce fighting of more than 2,000 people on the position, more than half of the casualties had already been lost, and after a rocket artillery shot just now, there was definitely no more than one battalion of troops on the position.

This was the last effort of Jeryanko, but less than three minutes after he and the reserve left the concealed place, the shells of the 120 mortars came down, and they were still smoke bombs, which fell on the position to cover things. The anxious Jerry Yanko ran faster with the people, and when he was less than three hundred meters away from the position, a whistling sound sounded in the sky again, and Jerry Yanko instinctively fell to the ground, and the dense shells fell to the ground, and less than five meters away, three soldiers were blown away. This is a 75 caliber howitzer equipped by the Chinese, also called a 75 field gun. This field artillery, which is designed to have a rate of fire of up to 15 rounds per minute, can shoot a rate of fire of more than 20 rounds per minute in the hands of Chinese artillery, and I really don't know how they practiced it.

The artillery fire that interrupted the suppression was fought quickly and urgently, and Jeryanko had no choice, taking the lead in rushing up the position, jumping into a crater in front of him between the gaps in the artillery fire. He didn't know what happened to the others, anyway, as long as he rushed forward, the others would follow suit.

When Jeryanko was less than thirty meters from the trench, a 120 mortar shell fell on his side, and the flying single piece was fiercely embedded in his neck, cutting the main artery. Jerry Janko was like a chicken with its throat cut, twitching and struggling, and after a while it didn't move.

"Brothers did a good job, I'll give you credit when I go back." Yang Zui put away the binoculars very satisfied, but he went to the position with a charge, and in front of the submachine guns of the mountain division, the Soviet infantry was the fate of being beaten into a sieve.

"Tata Tata!" A long-hidden Maxim machine gun rang out, two soldiers were knocked to the ground, the nearby general machine gun was quickly suppressed, and at the same time, a bazooka player could only risk death to carry the bazooka because of the problem of vision. With a bang, a rocket hit the machine gun, and at the same time, the brave bazooka man was hit by three vicious bullets, and fell backwards on the spot, falling to the ground.

An hour later, the remnants of the Soviet troops on the hill were huddled in the command post inside the mountain, shouting many times to refuse to give up surrender, and there were gunshots coming from the inside, two soldiers with flamethrowers on their backs appeared from the flanks, and when the other soldiers dispersed, a fire dragon drilled through the hole.

In a few moments, a soldier covered in fire screamed in pain and ran out of the hole, and after being killed by a point of submachine gun shot, the suffering ended. Two melon grenades were thrown into the cave, and after two booms, the infantry rushed inside. The soldiers who rushed in saw corpses on the ground, and one of the officers was still holding only a pistol in his hand, and a soldier had a bayonet in his stomach, and the soldier's brain had also been punctured, and the brains that flowed out had been roasted.

In the end, three prisoners were captured from the command post, and after interrogation, they learned that there was an internal strife in the cave, the political commissar and several political workers, not allowing everyone to surrender, a dozen soldiers resisted, and when they were in a ball, flamethrowers swept in. Amid the choking smell of oily smoke, several soldiers were burned to death, and the political workers were shot dead by other soldiers, and the one holding the pistol in his hand was the political commissar.

Soon the mountain division cleared the entire hill position, and two 105 cannons were dragged up the hill and aimed at the city of Shymkent, looking for worthy targets, ready to fire at any time.

Samarkand, Zhukov received two bad news, the first bad news came from Sirdaria, 48 hours later, all the positions on the outskirts of the city were swept away by the squadron. The second bad news came an hour late, and Shymkent's fate was the same. In the perimeter defensive battle, Lukin lost about five infantry divisions.

The strength of the squadron's attack finally strengthened Zhukov's original somewhat worried thoughts.