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Meng Zhaocheng received a report from the front, he did not hesitate, and directly ordered the whole line to cover the retreat, set fire to all the sleepers, and the command headquarters retreated at the same time.

As the order was given, the light machine gun in charge of blocking also quickly retreated, and then ignited the sleepers, and rushed backwards in waves.

At first glance, there was a tendency to retreat, but if you look closely, the retreat was orderly, until the front retreated to all the comrades, and the last line of defense ignited the sleepers and left the position.

The Soviets did not give up the attack, and in the sound of machine guns from time to time, they still launched a charge without fear of death. However, due to the increasing number of sleeper piles, they could not keep up with the speed and had to stop blowing up the fire pile.

The roaring explosion made the speed of the cavalry on the railway embankment slowly overwhelmed by the road, and they almost marched in unison, struggling forward at a distance of dozens of meters.

The retreat continued, and orders were given to leave the position and retreat as quickly as possible. After running for more than an hour, the company commander, who was sweating profusely, finally knew why the commander of the road had let him retreat.

"Oh yes! Lao Tzu let you get it!! ”

The company commander stopped excitedly and looked at the bunker built of sleepers in front of him, and the heavy machine gun in the middle of the bunker, the kind of Maxim with wheels!

"Retreat! Enter the second line of defense, don't stop here!! ”

He had just finished shouting when a soldier shouted unceremoniously.

"Yes!"

The company commander subconsciously saluted the soldier, and when the soldier who didn't know whether he was a sergeant or a corporal, he was stunned, and ran back quickly.

"He saluted me......"

The soldier had already shouted many times, and he had already omitted the title and omitted the kind words. Repeating that sentence like a repeater, he didn't expect someone to salute, and it was a company commander in a camouflage uniform, which made him, a soldier who was still temporarily wearing a Japanese padded jacket, a little dizzy with happiness.

"Don't stop! Didn't look at the blocked road? ”

Just as he was happy, a heavy machine gunner next to him slapped him and shouted.

The soldier ...... returned to reality in an instant, and the shout rang out: "Retreat." Enter the second line of defense, don't stop here......"

A small episode did not affect the retreat. Meng Zhaocheng was worried that the enemy's movement speed was fast, and this side was too far away from artillery support, and once the back road was copied, it would be difficult to return to the riverbank.

He used this time to build a defensive line less than three kilometers from Dalenevchensk, and after five hundred meters, a second line of defense was constructed.

The positions are elongated, and they are all built of sleepers more than one meter high. It was difficult to make the horses jump, and a dozen mackins were erected.

As the smoke on the roadbed became thicker and the flames became more and more intense, the Soviet cavalry advancing along the roadbed had to leave the roadbed, go up to the road, join up with another cavalry team, step on more than half a meter of snow, and advance towards Dalenevchensk in the thick smoke.

"Comrade Major. There is a blocking position ahead! ”

"Comrade Major, ahead is a frozen lake covered with snow."

One by one, the situation was quickly summarized to the commander of the Soviet army.

Less than twenty kilometers. They were stunned that they did not arrive in Dalenevchensk within an hour, which made the commander in charge of the command extremely angry, but he also knew that the road conditions at this time were not suitable for a rapid advance. When he learned that there was a glacial lake ahead, a ray of light revealed a dark cloud.

Blocking positions?

He looked at the smoky, slightly tired cavalrymen. He took a deep breath and pressed the urge to charge right away. They did not have heavy weapons, they could not attack the fortifications, and if they only blocked the transportation of the river bank, it was obvious that they could not attack Darenevchensk, which had already been occupied. As for the blocking position in front of you. This is three hundred meters for a war horse, and before the enemy can fire in full force, they have already rushed to the front.

"Rest in place for five minutes and see where the follow-up troops are?"

He calmly gave the order and did not attack immediately, although the ice lake in front of him was just right for the cavalry charge.

Soon, news came from the follow-up troops that in five hours, they would arrive before dark.

He held his binoculars and looked at the defensive wall made of sleepers in the distance, and when he saw the bayonets sticking out of the cracks in the wall, he couldn't help but smile contemptuously.

Against cavalry, with rifles, that is looking for death! Even if they have Depp, they can't stop the charge of thousands of horses.

"The whole team! Charge! ”

The Russian cavalry, which had taken a short break, turned over their horses, and in the roar, rolled up the snow and fog in the sky, like a rolling torrent, and launched an attack on the defensive positions in front.

"Hey, hey! Come on Big Nose! ”

A machine gunner hugged Makqin, listened to the rumbling hooves, and roared excitedly.

"Prepare ......"

A regiment commander came to the front line in person, looked at the horses rushing in the distance, calmly calculated the time and distance, and slowly raised the flare gun in his hand.

His guard also raised his flare gun, and with a single blow, three red flares rose into the air and flew towards the rushing herd.

"Knock down!"

In front of a Makqin stood three or four soldiers, holding a stack of sleepers with bayonets in their hands, and in the midst of shouting, they pushed forward with all their might, and the sleepers collapsed with a bang, revealing a portal more than two meters wide.

As one portal after another was revealed, Makqin's terrifying figure appeared in the eyes of the galloping Russian cavalry.

"Bad ......"

The cavalry at the head saw the holes that appeared in the defensive wall one hundred and ten meters away, and saw the terrifying shield in the holes, and the figure of Makqin made them creepy, but as soon as the shout sounded, Makqin's characteristic howl rang out.

Fourteen Maxims, hundreds of Depp, roared almost at the same time.

The barrage of steel bullets was like a steel wall, crashing head-on into the galloping horses.

Rumble!

The blood splattered, and the horses were instantly killed by the thick and dense bullets, and they were smashed into sieve holes, and the corpses were torn apart by pieces of bullets as they slid forward on the icy lake.

"Makqin !!"

The cavalry behind heard the sound that made them scatter, but the order was to charge. They have no choice. In addition, the Soviet Russians were also fierce, and in the panic, the sound of Ula sounded like a tsunami, and the war horses rolled up the snow, and accelerated the charge without fear of death.

At this point, they have no choice. Even if you retreat, you can't outrun the bullets, and only by accelerating the charge and crossing the heavy machine gun position will there be hope for life.

However, in the face of such a dense number of bullets, flesh and blood is a joke. Hundreds of Depp and fourteen steel fortresses built by Maxim, how can the steel torrent spewing from the fortress make them rush closer?

The 300-round Makqin can be continued, and this bullet chain alone is enough to keep these horses fifty meters away. Plus Depp with 47 rounds. How could the steel walls woven by the constant firepower be crossed by their flesh and blood?

As the charge and distance increased, the bullets became more dense, allowing the horses to quickly decompose the moment they were shot, turning into clouds of blood mist in the cold air.

At this time, the regiment commander and the guard platoon three hundred meters away stood there dumbfounded, motionless. Bullets flew over his head and no one cared.

The front picture is no longer a battle, it is a massacre. It's a veritable strangulation, it's a conspiracy, it's a trap!!

At this moment, their thinking was more paused, blocked by the blood mist flying in the distance, and their brains were blank.

There. It's a meat grinder, a giant beast that eats people, eats horses and doesn't spit out bones, a demon!

The clattering of gunfire did not stop because of the blood mist, and the bullets were as dense as ever. The three red flares are to quickly strangle the enemy, not to fight with him, and not to leave a living mouth, so the three hundred and thirty bullets of the Makqin will not stop until they are clean, unless there is no one standing in front of them.

"Sniper! Leave the horses in front and kill them all!! ”

The commander lowered his binoculars, pointed to a small herd of horses three hundred meters away, and yelled.

The sniper, who had been prepared for a long time, quickly aimed in the gap obscured by the blood mist, locked on to the figure standing in the distance in the gap between the figures that turned into minced flesh in the shot, and then pulled the trigger.

The dozens of people standing in the distance had not yet recovered from their fear, and in the sound of popping, cotton hats were lifted off, and their heads exploded like watermelons, and then, their bodies fell under the horses, causing the horses to neigh and scurry around.

In just a few minutes, more than a thousand war horses and more than a thousand warriors turned into blood and steaming minced meat. A cavalry regiment was slaughtered cleanly.

Maxim, the great weapon of destruction in World War I, not to mention more than 1,000 people, even if the British army, in front of the German Maxim, more than 60,000 people were wiped out in one day in the Battle of the Somme. It's just a drizzle.

"Oh yes! Chase it again!! ”

In the second line of defense, the company commander who applied for blocking and was forced to evacuate held a telescope and kept talking about it.

The regiment commander in charge of the command shouted excitedly for a moment when there was no longer a standing figure in front of him: "Clean up the battlefield in half an hour!" ”

His intention was very simple, that is, to freeze to death those wounded Soviet soldiers, and he did not have the heart to put the lives of soldiers on the scrapped weapons that had been fought. Besides, the front is muddy, and when cleaning the battlefield at this time, their shoes will be soaked, and they will have to hold on for three hours.

The moment the gunfire stopped, the battlefield instantly fell silent, and the smashed corpses were steaming hot, releasing a thick bloody gas.

The battle was short and bloody, and while it wasn't thrilling, it was enough to shock everyone present. Heavy machine guns, in reality, still occupy the position of the king of firearms, especially Makqin.

This battle was also seen by Soviet scouts, who were all near the evacuated warehouses and around Darenevchensk, and did not dare to get too close to the enemy's dense areas.

"Okay, Lao Meng still has a way."

After hearing the great victory and learning the news of the total annihilation of a cavalry team of almost regimental level, Xing Yuan put down the phone and praised it.

At this time, he didn't know what to do, because of his disobedience, although he obtained a large amount of materials, he also angered the beard, so that the beard completely tore his face and no longer had scruples...... (To be continued......)