In just ten minutes of shelling, tens of thousands of shells had already been fired, and the artillery positions were littered with copper shells. The shirtless gunners were still feeding shells into the chambers and firing them at the Soviet positions opposite. Looking at the columns of smoke and blazing flames rising from the opposite hill, the officers and men on the artillery positions of the Feng army were also full of morale and enthusiasm. No one would have imagined that a sudden destruction was looming.

"Shelling! Take cover! Hide! ”

It is not known who first spotted the Soviet artillery counterattack. As soon as the shouts began, a sharp and piercing whistling sound cut through the air. With a loud bang, the ensuing explosions began to pound the ground violently. The powerful shock wave formed a violent wave of air, wrapped in pieces of high-speed rotating shrapnel, and swept everything in an elusive trajectory. Almost all the officers and men on the artillery positions of the Feng army had not yet had time to realize the fear and danger. He was so dazed by this sudden artillery bombardment that he didn't even have time to turn around the idea of concealment, and he was already dead and wounded. The surviving officers and soldiers immediately searched for shelter, and some simply crawled on the unsheltered ground, leaving their lives to Lady Luck to decide. All of them stared at the sea of fire and billowing smoke around them with expressions of disbelief...... The sudden shelling was launched by a Soviet Red Army heavy artillery regiment northwest of Zhalainor, which had forty-eight 152mm howitzers. Their artillery reconnaissance company deployed an artillery observation post on Bald Tail Mountain, from where it was possible to accurately observe the artillery positions that the Feng troops were firing at the foot of the mountain.

"Get into the offensive line! Enter the offensive line! ”

At the foot of Bald Tail Mountain, groups of Feng infantry were forming an offensive formation under the supervision of the officers, and the encounter of the artillery position did not seem to be noticed by them. In fact, most of the Feng soldiers only saw the cannonballs dragging orange tail flames flying over their heads, and then the Soviet positions in front of them and behind them were bursts of smoke, and they didn't know anything else, and they didn't have the heart to think about it.

"The young marshal has an order! The first brother to attack Bald Tail Mountain was rewarded with 500 yuan from the ocean, and the official was promoted to the third level! Who dares to retreat without authorization, there is no mercy for killing! ”

As one after another harsh military orders were issued, the supervising team holding the ghost-headed broadsword and holding the battle flag also stood solemnly behind the attacking officers and soldiers. A basket of ocean coins with an alluring silver glow was also carried to the front of the position. The junior officers picked up a handful of oceans from there and distributed them to their subordinates, and every Fengjun soldier who participated in the attack could get five heavy oceans! If...... If they can return to Harbin alive, most of the money will flow into Harbin's fireworks and willow alleys as soon as possible.

"Get on the bayonet!"

This was the last order before the attack. The soldiers of the Feng Army, who were standing behind the junior officers, heard the order and silently installed their bayonets under their guns, and the whole position was filled with the sound of fine metal clashing.

At this time, Bald Tail Mountain was high and underground, and it was already a jungle of bayonets, with thousands of military hats rising and falling, and all of them formed a dense skirmish line in a standard squatting and kneeling position. Dozens of water-cooled heavy machine guns have also been erected, firing routes have been demarcated, and ammunition supply chains have been installed. All preparations for the attack are in place...... The Soviet positions on the opposite hill were also in shambles at this time, and they were also subjected to intensive bombardment of tens of thousands of shells for nearly ten minutes. If you divide the tens of thousands of shells by more than 2,000 Russian unlucky people, basically everyone can spread five rounds! Although they were huddled at the bottom of the trenches, with steel helmets on their heads, and the heroic souls of the great Comrades Marx and Lenin at their forefront, many were blown to pieces by the shells of the Feng army.

Truth be told, it's no fun to huddle in a trench to hide from shelling. It's basically a gamble with lives, and if a damn shell falls into a trench, it's often an entire squad and platoon. If those unfortunate people who died did not have you in them, and did not shout the name of God or Jesus when they prayed with their heads in their hands, or did not shout them without being heard by the commissars...... Then it's time to prepare for battle.

"Attention...... Note...... Get ready for battle! ”

The shouts of the junior officers of the Soviet Red Army rang out as usual after the end of the enemy shelling, and quickly spread throughout the trenches. The unlucky bastards, who had previously shrunk into a ball, pretended to be in high spirits under the noses of the political commissars who were watching coldly, grabbed their rifles or dragged machine guns, and ran towards their combat posts.

"GCD members, Komsomol members, Soviet fighters! The time has come to defend your holy Fatherland! The aggressor has ...... Well, we have not yet set foot on the land of the great motherland, and we are here to stop their criminal footsteps! Comrade Stalin is watching you in Moscow! For Stalin! For our great Bolshevik Party! For the sake of thousands of Soviet citizens! Let's fight bravely! Long live Stalin! Long live the Bolshevik Party! Long live the USSR! "This is nonsense by the political and work cadres of the Red Army of the Soviet Union, and it is said that as long as the black is called white, the dead are said to be alive, and imperialism is called socialism...... In the end, all of humanity will be liberated.

After the political cadres finished talking nonsense, they retreated to the second line one after another, and at the same time commanded their "Cheka fighters" to start erecting machine guns! This is to punish traitors who dare to retreat without permission. This kind of punishment is much more civilized than the barbaric machete of the Feng army, and it does not need to be in the ocean! It is possible to put every ruble into the industrialization in full swing, which is a great liberation of the productive forces!

At this time, Zhang Zuoxiang and Xi Qia were both blushing and standing side by side behind the Feng army's position, of course they already knew what happened to the artillery. The report of the damage has been sent to them. Both artillery regiments have lost more than half of them, and there are less than thirty artillery pieces left that can be used now! It turns out that the cannon will also be damaged by another cannon! In the civil war in China, this kind of thing is obviously very rare, so rare that except for the current National Revolutionary Army, the artillery of other armies does not know to transfer positions in time!

Xi Qia turned his head to look at Zhang Zuoxiang, who came to supervise the battle, and saw that the respected old and important minister of the Zhang family nodded slightly, and then turned his head with a cold face, adjusted his military uniform, waved his hand lightly, and ordered: "The attack begins!" ”

The staff officers around him conveyed the order briefly. After a while, three red flares rose high, which was the signal for the Feng army to attack.

On the starting position of the attack, the junior officers who were squatting in front of the skirmish line saw the signal, jumped up one after another, pulled out the command knives in their hands, and pointed to the hillside ahead: "Brothers, advance!" ”

Almost at the same time, thousands of bayonets, flashing with cold light, like a moving steel jungle, slowly pressed up against the positions of the Soviet Red Army on the heights of Bald Tail Mountain. In front of this steel jungle were junior officers wearing tweed uniforms and wielding command knives, leading the charge.

Dozens of heavy machine guns set up on both sides of the attacking troops also began to roar, and dozens of tongues of fire erupted towards the positions of the Soviet Red Army not far away.

Bald Tail Hill on the high grounds.

The sound of gunfire and shouting has converged into a ball. The Feng army's attack line rolling forward was like a huge wave. Fiercely slapped at the line of defense of the Soviet Red Army.

The Soviet Red Army's brigade-level and regiment-level field artillery mountain artillery lined up behind Bald Tail Mountain also began to fire at this time, pouring rows of shells into the formation of the attacking troops of the Feng army.

Zhang Zuoxiang and Xiqia, who were standing behind the Feng army's position and watching the battle, felt the earth tremble again, and then the sound of the roar of the artillery group! At the same time, the roaring Soviet field artillery mountain artillery shells also exploded in the ranks of the Feng army's infantry. The Feng army's attack line was suddenly drowned in a jungle of smoke columns. Shrapnel like the scythe of death flew in all directions, reaping the lives of the soldiers of the Feng army in rows.

"It's a battle of flesh and blood against steel!" Zhang Zuoxiang trembled and highlighted a few words that seemed to be full of blood in his heart, that was his fifteenth division! Now they are fighting hard with the artillery of the Soviets with their flesh and blood!

The sound of landslides and tsunamis-like cannons had just thinned out, and the dense gunfire like fried beans rang out again. Rifles and machine guns from Soviet positions also opened fire. Rifle bullets poured down in rows, making large and small gaps in the Feng army's front, and what was even more terrifying was that the fire from the heavy machine guns cut down the Feng officers and soldiers who were charging with their heads covered like wheat...... The first round of the Feng army's attack on Bald Tail Mountain failed without any suspense. This is a backward agrarian country fighting a regular war with a powerful industrialized country! The gap is not only in weapons and equipment, but also in the level of training and knowledge of officers and soldiers. Although the wars of the 20s of the 20 th century could not yet be called high-tech wars, they also required a considerable grasp of scientific knowledge to really fight them well. Just like today's Feng army, although they have absolute superiority in numbers, although they also have artillery, although they are as brave as their opponents. However, most of their soldiers were illiterate, and their officers were of extremely poor quality, and they could not give full play to their superiority in strength and firepower, but were pressed and beaten by enemies who seemed weaker than them.

"Young marshal......" Zhang Zuoxiang's trembling hand clutched a casualty statistical report. His face was pale, his eyes were red, and he had obviously just cried bitterly.

The headquarters was crowded with generals from all parts of the Feng Army, and they were all sighing at this time, with sad faces on their faces. They also knew what happened to the 15th Division at the first time. A whole 5,000 men, in less than an hour, turned into loyal souls under the strangulation of the Russian artillery fire and machine guns. This battle has reached this point, even if you are a fool, you can see that Feng Jun really can't beat others. Can it be ...... This young marshal still refuses to order the withdrawal of troops, seeing that this is going to arrange a night battle, and I don't know who will be unlucky this time?

Zhang Xueliang had a black face, hung his head, and said nothing. Now he is also stiffening, half of the artillery is gone, and the infantry is killed and wounded a full eight thousand, and this is only the loss of an attack. As for the losses of those Russians...... I don't know if there are eight hundred? It turned out that the Feng army that their old Zhang family had worked hard to save for more than ten years was just a paper tiger like a fake.

knew that he couldn't fight, but he couldn't announce his retreat. Now I am tied to this paper tiger, and I still have a tiger skin on the outside, if I go back like this. But there is not even a tiger skin...... Only paper remains. If you want to lose this battle, you can't lose it like this, no matter what, you have to capture Zha Lai Nuoer, and then sue for peace after the siege of Manchuria. Even if it is to return the Middle East Road to the Russians, it is okay to apologize. In short, it is necessary to create a situation where you can accept it when you see it, so that the Feng Department may still have a few years of peace to regroup.

"Ding Fang." After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Xueliang seemed to have made up his mind, gritting his teeth and calling out the name of Wang Yizhe, the commander of the Guards Brigade. He raised his head and looked at Wang Yizhe who was standing beside him with a pair of eyes that seemed to be on fire: "Later, when the heavy artillery regiment comes up, you will lead the guard brigade and fight with them at night!" Even if this bald tail mountain is made of iron, you have to smooth him for me inch by inch! ”

…… April 6, 1927 was 0:00.

The position of the heavy artillery regiment of the Feng army, five kilometers away from Bald Tail Mountain, was illuminated as day by the blazing bonfire. Thirty-six 150mm guns shook slowly, raising their muzzles high. The gunners were all in position, and the ammunition bearers picked up the heavy shells and stuffed them into the chambers. The commander on the artillery position also held his breath and anxiously awaited the order to open fire.

Surrounded by a group of high-ranking generals of the Feng Army, Zhang Xueliang strode into a civil and wooden concealment department, which was located about three kilometers opposite the Bald Tail Mountain Heights. There is no cover in the middle, and you can see the entire battlefield without a telescope.

There were already many officers waiting in the shelter department, all gathered together. Seeing Zhang Shaoshuai coming in, they all stood up and saluted. Zhang Zuoxiang, Xi Qia, and the military adviser of Yuben, as well as a number of staff officers, were all waiting for the order to launch the attack.

"Young Marshal, the heavy artillery is ready, and it is a measurement made by our artillery observer, and there will definitely be no problem. In view of the fact that the Russians have long-range heavy artillery, the preparation of artillery fire this time can only last five minutes, and it is planned to fire 1,800 rounds of 150mm shells. ”

The person who said this was Major General Matsui Shichio, the chief military adviser to Yumoto. This time, he led a group of military advisors to act together with Zhang Xueliang's headquarters.

Zhang Xueliang glanced at Matsui, who was thin. It's not a good feeling in my heart, this disaster was completely instigated by these little devils, but now I have to accompany the smiling face to thank others for their "help".

"Then thank you Mr. Matsui for your help." Zhang Xueliang squeezed out a few smiles and nodded lightly at Matsui. Then he waved his hand and said, "Let's start, this time we must let Oko know how powerful we are!" ”

Zhang Xueliang's order was quickly sent to the position of the Fengjun Heavy Artillery Regiment through the radio waves, and the commander of the artillery regiment waved the command flag in his hand heavily. The group of 36 150mm guns shook violently at the same time, first spewing out fire, followed by thunderous cannons, and smoke filled the air. In the blink of an eye, all the positions of the Soviet army on Bald Tail Mountain shook on the spot, and bursts of fire soared into the sky.

The heavy artillery owned by the Feng army was a Meiji 38-year 150mm caliber field howitzer purchased from the original version. The surname of this artillery is very outdated, and the maximum range is less than 6,000 meters. But it's a 150mm caliber heavy gun after all! The fired shells still weighed 36 kg.

The fragments of the 150mm caliber shells swept through the entire Soviet positions like a hurricane. The civil fortifications that were hit were immediately lifted into the sky, and the Soviet officers hiding inside were also twisted into pulp by the violent metal fragments. In the winding trenches, many of the Soviet Red Army soldiers, who should have been in high spirits, were now huddled, trembling, and bewildered, lying on their sides or crouching at the bottom of the trenches. Five minutes of shelling is almost as long as five years for the people who were bombed. So much so that everyone in the trenches can't help but wonder if time has frozen? Is this moment eternal hell and the end of the world?

After a long time, the roar of the landslide and the earth ceased without warning. This was followed by faint shouts, followed by the roar of machine guns. The Feng army's attack was obviously better organized than during the day, and Zhang Xueliang's Guards Brigade launched the first and only round of decisive charge almost on the landing point of the artillery. The young brigade commander, General Wang Yizhe, personally rushed to the front of the team with a submachine gun, and behind him were more than 3,000 brave men, each of whom was the same as Wang Yizhe, holding a Fengzai submachine gun imitating the Thomson submachine gun.

In this era, the [***] team seems to have a preference for submachine guns, although they are far behind the advanced countries in terms of heavy weapons, but they have some advantages in the use and equipment of submachine guns. Of course, this does not mean that you can rely on a few submachine guns to confront the advanced countries of the world. In fact, due to the lack of ammunition, these submachine guns gradually disappeared after the start of the Anti-Japanese War in history.

However, in tonight's charge, this automatic firearm can still exert great power. Under the cover of night, the machine guns and rifles of the Russians were completely devoid of the accuracy of the day. And the Feng army almost stepped on the landing point of the shells, and by the time the Russian artillery reacted, the infantry of both sides had already been twisted together. The Russian artillery could only block the front line of their positions with firepower and prevent the follow-up troops of the Feng army. As for the death fight on the battlefield, they can't help it.

The entire front was filled with the roar of submachine guns, and strings of bullets were crocheted into an impermeable web of fire, and the Soviet invaders who were covered in it had almost nowhere to hide, but to retreat...... Fortunately, those ruthless political commissars are now gone, maybe they were lifted into the sky by the heavy artillery just now, right? Finding that there was no political commissar supervising the war behind them, the Russian invaders' will to fight quickly collapsed, and they dropped their rifles and fled into the vast night to the rear...... The victory of this battle was finally won by the Feng army!

(To be continued)