He Zhuguo and the others successfully stormed the town of Laer, but when they arrived in the town, there were more troubles. The town is full of thick buildings. Originally, these thick walls were used for warmth, but now they are the strongest fortress complexes.

The Russians hid behind the wall and fired at the Feng army from time to time, inflicting great casualties on He Zhuguo and them. But they didn't back down, and He Zhuguo had quickly figured out the tactics of working with the flamethrower.

They provided fire cover, mortars, grenadiers, constantly fired at the Russians, attracting their attention, and then the group responsible for flamethrowers covertly approached the Russians. As long as you go within 20 meters, a single jet can turn an area of houses into a sea of fire.

In many cases, the flames do not really need to burn the Russians, because of the violent burning, a large amount of oxygen will be consumed, and many Russians hide in houses or fortresses, because of suffocation, fainting.

When He Zhuguo and the others followed up, once they encountered the Russians, except for those who had been burned to charcoals, everyone else had to make up for it to make sure that they were dead. It is absolutely ironic that the fortress that the Russians painstakingly built turned out to be their grave.

However, the Russians in charge of the defense were also unusually tenacious, and although the flamethrowers posed a mortal threat to death, they still fought desperately and never backed down.

Every house is a battlefield, full of Russians desperately resisting, and it is not easy for the Feng army, especially those soldiers who use flamethrowers, and their weapons in their hands can not only bring the enemy the flames of hell, but also pose a great threat to themselves.

After all, these flamethrowers are not mature enough, and even in World War II, there were a large number of soldiers because of the quality of flamethrowers. Inflicted heavy casualties on their own side.

Within more than two hours of the attack, five soldiers were badly burned, and another jet was hit by the Russians, causing a violent burning and explosion, and all two soldiers of a jet team were enveloped in flames and burned alive.

Watching the soldiers wail in the fire, watching their bodies roll and twist, Wu Keren's eyes almost split, and the big hand pressed on the edge of the trench had already dug into the dirt.

The battlefield is so cruel that it's not just the death of the enemy. Your own people will also continue to sacrifice. However, everyone knows that the use of flamethrowers must not be abandoned because of danger, but more should be used. Because in terms of efficiency, a flamethrower is equipped with a signal tube that can be ignited multiple times. Multiplies the number of attacks.

A fortress that usually requires a dozen or even dozens of lives to conquer. Just a flamethrower. It will be solved. No matter how dangerous this jet is, it is worth it, this is the brutal battlefield philosophy, and the only thing everyone cares about is how to win a bigger victory with the least effort.

The soldiers of the Feng army continued to advance, just at dusk. Two-thirds of the town was taken away, and the remaining Russians were huddled around a brick factory, piles of red bricks, and long brick kilns. It became the most haode fortification of the Russians, and they hid behind their backs and constantly played a game of hide and seek with the Feng army.

He Zhuguo and they could only use blasters, grenades, and flamethrowers to eliminate the Russians little by little, and every step forward had to pay a considerable price.

Bang! A loud bang came, a brick kiln was blown open, and the Russians hiding inside were immediately exposed, and He Zhuguo personally set up a machine gun and fired a dense number of bullets at them.

With the help of the light of the moon, it was clear that the Russians were only lying to the ground, and the occasional shell exploded, and the light of the fire could reflect their terrified faces.

They let out a zuihou roar, but He Zhuguo and they had long been unable to hear it, and the dense sound of shells on the battlefield had almost deafened their ears, only a continuous buzzing sound.

After clearing the Russians, they finally made a hole in the labyrinth, and the other Russians hiding inside the brick factory were constantly killed, and corpses were scattered everywhere.

The successful capture of the small town of Lal turned the tide of the situation on the entire southeastern front at once, and a large force of the Feng army poured in through this gap. The main forces of the 3rd and 6th divisions were completely connected and pressed towards the Russian troops in Akinskoye from the southeast.

When the Feng army approached the city, the encirclement was tightened again, and Budyonny and the others trembled more and more. The 240-mm cannon was already able to hit the city. In the face of heavy artillery of this level, any building is like paper paste, and it is vulnerable.

More and more buildings were destroyed, not only explosions, but also fires continued to spread in the city, engulfing more and more buildings, and the people and soldiers in the city continued to die.

"Comrade Budyonny, we are already surrounded, what the hell should we do?" Rokossovsky couldn't help but ask, he is a very tenacious commander, but since the last time he commanded the cavalry and collided with Zhang Tingshu's armored forces, he understood a cruel fact, the Chinese have led the Russian army in military thinking and equipment.

The geography of Russia is very interesting, if you attack Russia from the direction of Europe, you have to rush through a long front, and the Russians, who have the vast Far East as a strategic depth, are basically unconquerable.

But once the Russians were attacked from the direction of Asia, the long territory turned out to be a problem, making it extremely difficult for the Russians to supply logistically, and they were basically inseparable from the railway line. It is precisely because of this that they lost the victory of the Russo-Japanese War, and in the Battle of Nomenhan, even if they won, they did not dare to continue to expand the results of the war, and could only reap the benefits when they saw them.

Now Russia, which has been devastated by the war, wants to fight with the Feng army in the Far East, but it is becoming more and more powerless.

"Comrade Rokossovsky, what do you think?"

In the face of Budyonny's rhetorical question, Rokossovsky was stunned for a moment, and then said: "According to my thoughts, it is better to temporarily abandon Akinskoye, retreat to Chita, or even push to Irkutsk." This will not only shorten the battle line and concentrate Liliang, but will also put Chinese under greater logistical pressure......"

Budyonny listened as he pondered, perhaps the proposal was still good. But before Rokossovsky could finish speaking, Voroshilov rudely interrupted him.

"Absolutely impossible, the heroic Red Army cannot retreat to the Chinese, I am categorically against any form of abandonment of territory, otherwise we will be sent to the Cheka!"

Hearing the word Cheka, a cold air came out of the back of everyone's neck, this is a creepy name, even if everyone here is a high-ranking general, once they are labeled as a counter-revolutionary, what awaits them is a miserable end, and no one can escape.

Budyonny thought for a long time, and could only say: "Give Blyukhel an order to send another division from Chita to break through the blockade of the Chinese army as soon as possible and increase the number of Akinskoye." ”

Previously, due to disagreements with Blyukhel, Budyonny only put Blyukhel in charge of the affairs of the rear of Chita, and did not take on the main combat mission. But now one can only hope that Blyukhel will be able to turn the tide and take out the sharp knife that the Feng army has plunged into the two places.

By the time Budyonny gave the order, Zhang Henian and Zhang Tingshu had already commanded their troops and were locked in a battle to the death with the Russians, and the intensity of the battle far exceeded that of the frontal battlefield.

The Russians also knew that their forces were thin, so they sent all the troops they could mobilize. During the day, thanks to the help of the air force, their pressure was not too great, but after dusk, a wave of Zuihou's bombers also left, and the Russian army finally rushed to the front of the Feng army's position.

At this time, Zhang Henian and them had already built a complete defense system, and the dense ring fortification group was their biggest support.

Zhang Henian and Wu Kaijie were respectively in charge of one side, and the armored corps commanded by Zhang Tingshu was the most powerful strategic reserve, which could not only provide fire cover for the troops, but also launch a counteroffensive when necessary to save the situation.

However, even though the division of labor of the Feng army was clear, the Russians attacked more fiercely than they imagined, and the Russians concentrated hundreds of artillery pieces and launched a frenzied bombardment of the Feng army's positions.

The cannons rumbled, the fire lit up half of the sky red, and all the soldiers of the Feng army hid in the strong anti-artillery holes, and no matter how the Russians shelled, everyone was unmoved.

Wang Yizhe leaned on a thick log, this wood is the largest pillar of the anti-artillery hole, a cannonball exploded not far from them, violent vibrations came, the soil on the roof of the cave rolled down, and Wang Yizhe was covered in it, but he was already used to this feeling, and he didn't even bother to clean it.

Not far from him, in another large anti-artillery hole, Liu Guiwu and his soldiers endured the endless shelling of the Russians.

"Company commander, the ground is seeping again!"

There are many rivers around Chita, and water resources are also abundant, in order to guard against the Russian artillery, many anti-artillery holes of the Feng army have been dug to more than six or seven meters, and the ground occasionally seeps mud, and the soldiers are in the mud, not to mention how much they suffer!

Liu Guiwu said with a smile: "Brother Xiucai, at first glance, you are from the city, what is this muddy water, when I was a child, I herded cattle and sheep for the landlord, and sometimes I was locked in the livestock shed and had to lie on the dung heap to sleep." ”

"Huh?" Hearing Liu Guiwu's words, Xiucai's eyes widened in disbelief, his original name was Yue Gang, he was originally a college student in Tianjin, he had just joined the Fengjun for less than a year, he was born as a rich young master, he couldn't imagine that there would be a time worse than the situation in front of him!

Although Liu Guiwu was not much older than him, he had experienced more hardships than Yue Gang, patted him on the shoulder and said: "There is no hardship that people can't endure, and it's the same on the battlefield, when you grit your teeth and hold on, victory will not be far away!" ”

As he spoke, the sound of the cannon outside began to weaken...... (To be continued......)