Shepgeny. Ilyich was an honorable Cossack, and as a lieutenant company commander, he commanded 300 Cossack cavalry to clear the streets of "rebels". The operation went smoothly at first, and it was no trouble for them to slaughter the mob in the streets.

Shepgeny was very pleased with this way of fighting, but the good times were short-lived, and as soon as they approached the palace of Kšesinskaya, they were met with a head-on attack, and only three or two Cossacks of a platoon came back, and the rest were left in the front streets by the damned Bolsheviks, even men and horses.

For such tragic casualties, Shepgeny was sincerely outraged: "Shepgeny. Ilyich, you're a stupid pig, and more than thirty good horses are gone, do you know how much money you can get for! Shepgeny cursed himself as he kicked a creep in front of him in the ass, "Don't stand here like a fool, boy. "Didn't you hear the Major's orders?" he roared. Kill all the rebels! ”

"Uh...... Sir," the small soldier felt that his commander might not have seen the situation clearly, "the enemy's firepower is unprecedentedly strong, they have machine guns, I think we ......"

Shepgeny interrupted him, "Hey, boy, who's the one here who gave the order?"

"It's you, sir."

"I'm glad you remember that, kid." After a pause, Shepgeny roared in a louder voice, "Now I want you to move forward and kill all the rebels, do you understand?"

The little soldier was frightened: "Understood, sir."

"Then do my orders at once, now!" With that, Shepgeny took his saber from the adjutant who had hurried over, turned and waved to the Cossacks gathered behind him, "Boys, act at once!" ”

"Sir, we're not ......" The adjutant was about to say something, but Shepgeny had already left without looking back, so he had to turn to the others: "Prepare to charge!"

The Cossacks made a helpless gesture together, and then someone asked: "Do you really want to do this?"

"What else can I do?" The adjutant raised his right hand and pointed straight ahead, "Attack!" ”

In the barricades, both Petrovsky and Zhao Yunxia saw the Cossack charge - of course, they did not know that the enemy would be supported by mortars, but they thought that the Cossacks were crazy.

"Don't these madmen, don't they know that the dense charge in such a narrow street is purely seeking death?" Petrovsky began to aim, and as soon as his superiors gave the order, all the bullets in the magazine were poured out.

Petrovsky shackled the Cossacks with a crosshair, but before firing. He hesitated for a moment - it seemed to him that this was simply a one-sided massacre, and although these Cossacks in front of him were enemies, he still felt unworthy for them. Running into a pig-like boss is a disaster for ordinary soldiers.

The monotonous, dull but rhythmic sound of the Uzi submachine gun finally sounded, and in response, a large blank space immediately appeared in the large group of Cossacks who were running fast, and the panicked Cossacks had to slow down, although slowing down meant that the chance of being shot was greater, but if they did not slow down, those comrades who fell in front of them would become their stumbling blocks, and they would fall off their horses at high speed, and they would be half-crippled if they were not dead. And without the speed of the horses, it is unlikely that they will escape from this dead neighborhood in their high boots.

Petrovsky constantly turned the muzzle of the gun and swept one Cossack after another, and the Cossacks had practically no means of counterattack. For him, there was only one thing that could be called trouble, the Uzi submachine gun used a thirty-round magazine, and with its rate of fire, the bullets seemed to be somewhat out of reach.

Petrovsky did not want to run out of ammunition within an hour of the start of the battle, and no commander, neither bourgeois nor working-class, did not like the "fast gunner".

This is not playing CS, you can wait until the next round starts to buy after the bullets are played. So Petrovsky could only control his desire to pour bullets and hand over some Cossacks who had been swept off and got back up to Zhao Yunxia beside him.

The fire of the submachine guns was a disaster for the Cossacks, and in fact, Shepgeny's men were already in a dilemma, the heavy fire of the Bolsheviks brought a large number of casualties, and the artillerymen who supported their attack were not only sparse in firepower, but also a mess in the head, and to a large extent, their shooting could only serve the role of a warlord.

"What about the artillery support you promised!" Shepgeny yelled at Major Alexei in a thunderous rage.

The major was speechless as he looked at the mortar, which had failed before he could start firing, and he was helpless against this pair of old antiques, so he could only pray that the old baby would work before the Cossacks on the street died.

Presumably it was Major Alexei's prayers that worked, and the busy artillerymen finally made the two old antiques obedient, and with two deafening explosions, two shells whistled out of the barrels, tsk, they flew high and far, over the barricades set up by the Bolsheviks in the streets, over the Ksheshinskaya Palace, and ...... Then there were two muffled noises in places where they were not visible at all, and not even a single cigarette could be seen......

Shepgeny looked at Major Alexei speechlessly, although he didn't say anything, but the major could feel the sarcasm, these two guns were really too outrageous, he was not a little embarrassed to explain: "This is a test firing, just a test firing......

Shepgeny shook his head speechlessly, even if it was a test firing, it was too outrageous, but now he couldn't say anything, he only hoped that this test firing phase would end as soon as possible, not only because his young men were bleeding every second, but also because of the serious shortage of shells, he didn't want the artillerymen's test firing to be over after running out of ammunition.

The situation began to become clearer, or rather, it became clearer, that the Cossack charge was thundering and raining less in the midst of the concentrated fire of the Bolsheviks' light and heavy weapons, and that the artillery reinforcements they were expecting were ineffective for a while. Now they're either dead, injured, or stuck on the streets, not functioning at all. For the Bolsheviks, the killing of all the Cossacks was just a matter of time, meaningless.

Fortunately, God did not want to let the Bolsheviks go too well, and after four rounds of test firing, Major Alexei's artillery finally began to get on the spot.

Two shells fell into the barricades, followed by two. There was a violent explosion, and a whole bunch of things were thrown into the sky. But the artillerymen felt that this was not enough, and the gunners quickly picked up the third shell, but before they could put the shells into the mortars, a large section of the rudimentary barricade made of bricks, wood, and sandbags had collapsed in flames and smoke.

The gunners were stunned for a moment, which was obviously a bit unexpected by them. But in the end, they fired the shell out of the cannonball, blowing the rest of the thing to pieces, whatever it was.

"My God!"

After witnessing all this, Lieutenant Shepgeny felt that the artillerymen were a bunch of bastards, and what did they do? Didn't you see that my Cossacks had just crossed the barricades. When you opened fire at this time, were you helping us or the Bolsheviks, and the lieutenant went berserk at the sight of his men dying innocently under friendly fire.

"What are you doing?" Shepgeny angrily asked, "Do you want to kill all my people?" ”。

Major Alexei bared his teeth, and to be honest, he was speechless at the last round of shelling, and could only say that his boys were too "real" to carry out his order - to destroy the barricades completely.

"I'm sorry, this was a mistake!" Major Alexey said unapologetically, "Your lad rushed too fast......

Shepgeny erupted and shouted, "Is this still our fault!"

Major Alexey said absently: "It's not a mistake, there is nothing wrong on either side of us. It's an inevitable element of war, and I'll give credit to your brave lads, but until then, I'm going to command the battle! ”

Yes, in the opinion of Major Alexei, casualties in the war are inevitable, how many people die can be nothing, not to mention the Cossacks, what do these damned minorities have to care, it doesn't matter if they die all. Moreover, the barricades had already opened a gap, and now it was time to take advantage of the victory, and he didn't want to delay the fighter.

"Assault platoon." He ordered, "Strike at once, clear the barricades of the Bolsheviks, and I will make sure that not a single person is still alive." ”

Ulla cheered, the assault platoon rushed out of position, and the girl rushed towards the barricade, showing great fearlessness and bravery. Major Alexei was pleased with their performance and felt that only the purest Russians could make such a brilliant assault. In his opinion, his own lads were a hundred times better than the Cossacks!

But soon Major Alexei's good mood disappeared, and he noticed that in the buildings on both sides of the street, the policeman's uncle, who had been a deserter at the beginning, poked his head out. And the assault platoon that launched the charge did not bring these shameful deserters to justice, and the platoon commander of the assault platoon, Konstantinovich, seemed to be sympathetic to these guys.

"Damn bastards, these useless pieces of shit still have the face to stand up!" The major shouted, "Also, Konstantinovich didn't shoot these bastards for anything, and even greeted them!" ”

"Sir, I think these cops should be given another chance." The deputy whispered.

"Nonsense, you don't need to be polite to deserters on the battlefield, and you don't need to give them a second chance!" The major beckoned to his men, intending to go over and shoot the policemen, but his deputy stopped him.

"I'm afraid it's not appropriate to do that now, sir. Our losses were not small, and the task assigned to us by the general was to take the Koshinskaya Palace and then relieve the Soviets. With our current strength, I'm afraid ......," the deputy insisted, "I suggest you seriously consider this matter, sir."

Major Alexei glared at him, almost wanting to push the annoying creature aside, but doing so also meant reproach from above, not to mention the huge casualties. At times like these, more is better than less.

"Okay." Major Alexey took a step back, "but I will send someone to closely monitor their movements, if ......"

The major paused, a puzzled expression on his face: the assault platoon that had just rushed to the barricade seemed to have been greatly frightened, and then they retreated in a swarm, but before they could take two steps, bright tongues of fire erupted from the top floor of the Ksheshinskaya Palace and several windows on the second floor, and the characteristic low and gentle roar of the heavy machine gun swept the assault platoon upside down.

In less than a minute, the assault platoon disappeared completely at the front of the position, and with them disappeared the police uncles who had just appeared. Major Alexei no longer had to bother with them, the Bolsheviks helped him with this problem.

"God!" Major Alexey's face immediately turned pale, "They have at least four machine guns!" ”

He had thought that the firepower of the Bolsheviks was already very strong, and in order to break through the barricades, he had already paid a high price of several hundred men, however...... Judging by the current situation, he will not be able to break through the first line of defense of the Bolsheviks even at the cost of a few hundred men, their firepower is too strong!

"Are you still alive? Comrade Leonardo? Zhao Yunxia pushed Petrovsky beside her.

Petrovsky pulled his throat and asked, "What did you say?" Be louder, I can't hear clearly! ”

Zhao Yunxia could only lie on his ear and repeat to the side.

"I can't die yet!" Petrovsky wiped his face, the shell landed right in front of them from the shelling just now, and if it wasn't for the addition of two more sandbags at the beginning, he would have died at this moment.

"The enemy seems to have been repulsed!" Zhao Yunxia probed the probe and said.

"Don't worry about that, man, the enemy will be back soon, hurry up and fix the fortifications!" Petrovsky turned his gaze to the street and listened carefully. Although 10,000 bees seemed to have been in his ears because of the shelling, he could still hear Georgy in the Kšesinskaya Palace behind him shouting: "Fix the bunker and get ready for battle!" Comrades, the battle has just begun! ”

Indeed, as Georgi said, the battle has indeed only just begun. Just now, a new team joined up with Major Alexei, and the major, who had suffered heavy losses, was able to launch a new offensive.

Shulykin sighed, he didn't plan to appear so early, he originally expected Major Alexei to take the Kshessinskaya Palace in one go, and then he would take his men and horses with the Major to "liberate" the Tavrichhe Palace, but now......

Sure enough, no matter how perfect the plan is, it is always difficult and full of omissions in practice. Fortunately, however, he was not too late, at least Major Alexei had not squandered all the forces at hand. Thinking of this, Shu Lijin regained her composure. He slowly raised his right hand and said two words softly but unmistakably: "Attack!"

Just as he gave the order, an explosion scattered mud and clods in front of Petrovsky and Zhao Yunxia. Major Alexei's artillerymen finally learned the lessons of the last offensive and opened fire first.

One shell after another fell around the Koshinskaya Palace, in an attempt to suppress machine-gun fire. And the White soldiers under Major Alexei knew that their mission was to risk their lives to seize the enemy's stronghold, but no one wanted to die at the guns of the evil enemy. They nervously raised their weapons in their hands, each feeling some cold, invisible fingers piercing their bodies.

At the moment when they charged, the Bolshevik machine guns rang out again, and looking at the four tongues of fire sweeping over the charging troops, Shulykin's calm suddenly turned into a taut face of anger, and no one ever told him that the Bolsheviks in the Kosheshinskaya Palace actually had heavy machine guns...... And at least four!

"What's going on? How did the Bolsheviks have so many machine guns. Why has no one ever said anything to me? ”

But no one could answer him, and before the battle began, neither Rodchenko nor Kornilov nor the Soviets had taken into account the strength of the Bolshevik armed forces defending the Ksheshinskaya Palace, and felt that the fighting power of those men was not worth mentioning at all, except for the hoods they wore to bluff. But now, the combat effectiveness is not worth mentioning, but it is those of them who were full of confidence at the beginning.

"A bunch of trash." Shu Lijin cursed indignantly.

Mud, clods, flesh, stumps, and wailing wounded and motionless corpses—this was what Shulijin could see, but there was something he couldn't see—the morale and fighting spirit of his men was crumbling rapidly. While he was still trying to figure out why the Bolsheviks had so many machine guns, the morale of his troops became more and more depressed.

Finally, Major Alexey broke the silence, both as a reminder and an answer to the question, and asked: "Your Excellency, what shall we do now?"

"What should I do?" Shu Lijin was stunned for a moment, he remembered that he had already ordered the attack; But he quickly came back to his senses: "Attack, occupy the Kosheshinskaya Palace."

"Still going to attack? Their firepower is more powerful than we thought......" Shepgeny asked cautiously.

"But the number of enemy troops has not changed." Shu Lijin clenched his right hand into a fist and waved, "There are only more than two hundred of them, they can't be all-encompassing!" ”

Shulikin was right, but whether it was Shepgeny or Alexei still had a bitter face - a frontal feint, a roundabout sneak attack. Although this was a good strategy, the firepower of the Bolsheviks was much stronger than previously known, and it is conceivable that the troops of the feint would suffer heavy losses. And they don't want to consume the vitality they have at hand anymore.

However, this battle is necessary, if you can't even take the Ksessinskaya Palace, what is there to talk about counterinsurgency? It was a battle that had to be fought. Whether it is Shulikin or Shepgeny and Alexey, they have no choice!

In the end, they still conveyed Shu Lijin's order - continue to attack! (To be continued.)

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