It was silent, and no sound could be heard. There are no human figures in the wilderness, only the trenches and foxholes crisscrossing the yellow earth remind people that this is a battlefield, and try not to expose themselves to the ground unless necessary.

There were no trees or grass to be seen in the land, all the trees had been cut down before the battle, and they were used as materials for fortifications to be used in this position, and even the stumps came in handy, turning them into small tables and primitive stools under the tunnels.

Now, Squadron Leader Duan Qirui is sitting on such a stump stool, holding a notebook in one hand and a pencil in the other, using his knees as a table, and making battlefield records with his heart.

This is the homework assigned by the military school teacher. As an in-service cadet in the crash course of the Urumqi Military Academy, if it weren't for the war, he would still be sitting in the spacious and bright military academy classroom, listening to the tactical lessons taught by the instructors.

Duan Qirui is 24 years old this year, a native of Hefei, Anhui Province, who joined the army at the age of 16 and served as a soldier in the Luzhou Garrison Regiment. Three years later, he was admitted to the Huai'an Army Command College, and after graduating two years ago, he was assigned to Xinjiang. Then in the second half of last year, he was selected for the crash course of the Northern Xinjiang Army Military Academy, and his rank was also promoted to captain squadron leader.

After the start of the Third Sino-Russian War, Duan Qirui quickly returned to his original unit, the 47th Infantry Brigade of the New 24th Division stationed in southern Xinjiang. The current position of Duan Qirui's division is located on the north bank of the Balatang River, where the Wehrmacht has only one battalion, while the Russian army opposite has at least one full division.

Because the terrain on both sides is uneven and transportation is difficult, the artillery fire cannot be compared with the Battle of Alatau in northern Xinjiang.

The war here is fought by more soldiers. It's human life. Otherwise, how could the casualties on both sides be several times greater than those of Alatau. Otherwise, how could this place be said to be a flesh mill by foreign journalists?

Duan Qirui kept in mind the slogan of the Wehrmacht of 'sweating more before the war, and shedding less blood during the war'. When it was his turn to step forward, he immediately led his subordinates to repair and strengthen the field fortifications as soon as he took the position. Trenches, communication trenches, anti-artillery bunkers, foxholes, and so on, all of which were done in strict accordance with the operational regulations, meticulously, and conscientiously.

In the early morning, an order came from the superiors, and the Russian troops on the opposite side had begun to assemble. A new battle is about to begin, and all units on the front line must be ready to meet it.

After receiving the order, Duan Qirui immediately ordered his subordinates to prepare for battle, and waited for the Russian army to release their horses.

But the wait was a whole morning. Seeing that it was noon, but the Russian army still did not attack, Duan Qirui was a little impatient, in order to calm his mood, but also to drive out the 'homework' as soon as possible, and also to divert his attention. I picked up the notebook and the pen.

However, he couldn't concentrate all the time, and after writing a few lines, Duan Qirui could no longer concentrate, so he put the notebook back in his military pocket. Stuck the pencil into the crack in the stump. Stand up and look west with your binoculars in hand.

There was still no movement on the other side.

After lunch, it was not until three o'clock in the afternoon. "Check the weapon!" The shouts of the Wehrmacht were heard from the positions of the Wehrmacht.

Duan Qirui was in the trench, shouting twice at the left and right with his throat pulled.

The soldiers were silent. Each examines the weapons in their hands. The fire detachment should also pay attention to the ammunition boxes and buckets, the heavy machine guns of the Wehrmacht are water-cooled, if there is no water. But it was a big disaster.

The only sound of heavy breathing of the soldiers could be heard from the position, and the clanging sound of bolts pulling and reloading.

Duan Qirui quietly poked his head out. Holding the binoculars and looking at the other side, I could see some vague shadows. The Russian army is indeed going to attack. Moreover, the defense line behind him also had Xiao Gu's troops enter the position one after another. Some of them were jumping into the trench where Duan Qirui's squadron was located. He also carried more than a dozen heavy crates. It was full of bullets and grenades.

"Don't be nervous. Be calm, be calm! Cannonballs are not long-eyed, they hit when they come, and where will they fly when they are young, if they fall to the north, they will be north, and if they fall to the south, they will be south. If it falls on top of our heads, we are unlucky. Don't be afraid of guns, let's hide in the trenches, and the bullets won't hit! ”

Duan Qirui pinched the sweat of his palms, this squadron under his command has some recruits who have just been replenished, his squadron was killed and wounded in the last debate, and the troops only replenished him with twenty recruits in five days, and he wants to cheer up these recruits.

Now the varsity balloons on the opposite side have risen high, and the Russian shelling is coming.

Turning his head and looking to the west, the wilderness was empty, and the vague figures that had appeared on the horizon had all disappeared, as if they had just been his delusion.

The position was eerily quiet, and everyone held their breath and stared intently at the opposite side.

The thin sky seemed to shake suddenly, there was a flash of light on the horizon, and the roaring sound of cannon reached everyone's ears for the first time.

"Watch for secrecy!"

Duan Qirui shouted at the top of his voice. But the people still stayed in the tunnel, and they didn't even glance at the anti-artillery hole. It's really that the shelling of this battlefield is too weak.

The threat to the soldiers in the trenches has always been minimal. The soldiers also selfishly crouched down with their heads in their hands.

A few seconds later, they heard the 'whoosh' sound coming from the air, and then, the earth shook violently, the air was torn apart by a powerful force, and a deafening explosion came from the left side of Duan Qirui's position, enveloped in a scorching wave of air.

Artillery firing of the Russian army began.

Since the first round was only a test fire, the accuracy of this round of shelling was poor, and most of the shells fell on the southern flank of the Wehrmacht's forward position, which did not pose a substantial threat to the front-line defenders, but unexpectedly interrupted the field telephone line connecting the forward battalion headquarters. Here the Wehrmacht immediately sent sappers to repair it.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

"Tom! Tong! ”

Amid the sound of artillery and explosions, everyone in the trenches curled up, except for Duan Qirui. He has participated in exercises in military academies and in Xinjiang, and this bit of artillery fire of the Russian army cannot be compared with the battles of the Wehrmacht Corps during the exercises. Although there is N times more realism and tension on the battlefield than in the exercises.

And it's not the first time he's experienced Russian shelling. He was also nervous when he first experienced the Russian shelling. At that time, he felt that the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke after the explosion of the shell made him breathless.

Stimulated by the smoke of gunfire, the soldiers in the trenches also began to cough, and the hands of several recruits holding the barrels of their guns turned white with force. It's just that there are no other recruits who throw away all the weapons in their hands!

At this moment, the explosions suddenly stopped, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent, only the sound of people coughing, interspersed with a few curses, and the soldiers began to complain about why their artillery did not fire back.

Duan Qirui stood straight, and the binoculars were buckled on his eyes and looked at the opposite side. It's just that the horizon in the distance is foggy, and I don't know if it's the smoke of gunpowder or the dust stirred up by the blast wave of artillery. The vision is very blurry.

The only thing that could be seen was bursts of flashes on the positions of the Russian troops opposite. And the artillery accuracy of the Russian army is improving. As for the Wehrmacht's counterattacks, there were, but not many. In this green plateau, the logistics of the Chinese army are even more strained than those of the Russian army.

Mortars are okay, but large cannons are especially precious!

It's just that the Russian army's bombardment did not last long, a total of more than ten minutes. And he saw that more than two miles from the battle line there were many dark green things in the wilderness. It is moving rapidly to the east.

It's not just Russian soldiers in new military uniforms!

They were charging in straggler formations, all with their waists bent and rifles with bayonets in their hands, jogging towards their positions to the south, and their speed was gradually increasing.

Obviously, the Russian army took advantage of the tail sound of the shelling to launch a charge. And the tactic of artillery and foot coordination, the Russian army is still not doing very well, let alone the barrage Xu Jin.

"Old Maozi is here!"

Someone shouted not far away, this front line is not only Duan Qirui, the artillery shelling of the Russian army is full of disdain.

"Get closer! Hit it closer! ”

Duan Qirui had a cold face and ordered loudly. But he could not hear the cry in his own ears.

300 meters, 200 meters, 100 meters......

The gunfire on the Wehrmacht positions was loud, especially a heavy machine gun, which opened heavy fire on the charging Russian soldiers.

"Smack! Syllable! ”

"Bang! Bang! ”

"Da Da Da, Da ......"

The gunfire rang out like fried beans, harvesting the lives of the Russian army together with the mortar shells that began to return fire, greedily and ruthlessly extinguishing the fire of life one after another.

One by one, the Russian soldiers fell...... Some of them were shot in the chest, while others were shot in the head, different parts of the bullet, and the same fate on the battlefield.

At this time, the distance between the two sides was only a few tens of meters, and some Russian soldiers did not know whether they were afraid or really had tactical minds, they stopped the charge, lay on the ground and prostrate and fired, but were driven up by the officers of the Russian army. In such a close exchange of fire, the only one who suffers is the one who attacks straight.

When a wave of grenades rained down and turned the sight in front of them into a sea of fire, the Russian army retreated.

There are only two kinds of people on the battlefield, those who died in battle and those who survived. When the fighting began, they were fighting not only for their respective homeland, but also for themselves.

Hundreds of rifles projected a dense rain of bullets, a chain of fire swept out by a heavy machine gun, and under the accumulation of bullets, how many Russian soldiers fell on the way to the charge, even the junior officers who led them in the charge.

In the end, the Wehrmacht relied on grenades to completely repel this wave of Russian attacks. The atmosphere on the battlefield was suddenly stagnant, whether it was the defender or the attacker, the brain was blank in the moment after the battle.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

Soon the howling of cannonballs tearing through the air could be heard in the sky. The scorching shamp flew in all directions, and the air waves carried the dirt and small wood chips to the sky, and once again no sound could be heard in the ears, and it became more difficult to breathe, and the whole position was shrouded in gunpowder smoke and dust. (To be continued......)