Chapter 789: Five Bloody Days (3)

In the first attack launched by the First Army of the Soviet Far East last night, the 4th Brigade of Feng Jiwu's Corps, which was blocked, was easily repulsed, and the Soviets suffered a small loss.

He also specially left an artillery group, 158 howitzers of 115 mm caliber, just to deal with the artillery of the squadron, and the shelling last night made Zhukov extremely annoyed, and not destroying the artillery of the squadron was always a disease in his heart.

The overwhelming artillery fire and the area of the bombardment were the place where more than 200 tanks and two regiments of infantry of the Soviet Army were destroyed last night, and it was also the blocking position of the Fourth Brigade.

"Boom boom boom", it is impossible to distinguish the explosion point, one by one the soil huā continues to rise, and then, there are rows of soil làng heads surging continuously, the Soviet artillery group at the beginning, is all-round coverage, destroying the shelling, with obvious retaliation, the Soviet artillery extremely hated the squadron position that made them lose thousands of comrades, and the political commissars did not take much time to incite the morale of the Soviet soldiers.

More than 1,000 mén large-caliber howitzers, concentrated shelling such a small area, the damage brought was extremely amazing, the commander of the fourth brigade in the anti-artillery dòng, Zhu Dake, leaned against the wall, his body was still swaying back and forth, the staff officers spoke, had to lie in their ears and shout loudly, so that they could barely understand what the other party said, the sky was spinning, the earth was shaking, trembling.

The contact with the following regiments was all cut off, in the walkie-talkie, there was only the sound of "rustling" electricity, and the artillery fire was so dense that even the electricity was ineffective, Zhu Dake secretly called it a fluke, if it wasn't for the commander's harsh criticism last night, his brigade headquarters' anti-artillery dòng deepened and reinforced, it is estimated that this artillery shell will be able to reimburse himself as a major general plus a large group of school officers, and dozens of people will all be reimbursed, and the old máozi has a lot of shells, and the fourth brigade commander secretly scolded.

Feng Jiwu, who was in the rear headquarters, immediately contacted the headquarters of the Fourth Brigade at the beginning of the Soviet artillery bombardment, and just after saying a few words, he lost contact, and through the telescopic lens, the position of the Fourth Brigade was blocked by the smoke and dust as thick as dark clouds, and nothing could be seen clearly, only the fire of the shell explosion, which flickered in the smoke from time to time.

The huge impact bō, shocked Feng Jiwu Xiōng's mouth sullen, he threw away the binoculars, sat on the bullet box, the situation of the Fourth Brigade is unknown, it is estimated that the situation is definitely not better, even if he is far away from the front line, he can feel the fierceness of the Soviet artillery bombardment, the Fourth Brigade in the center of the shelling, how good can it be?

The shelling lasted for a whole hour and 30 minutes, and several Soviet artillery groups smashed thousands of shells on the positions of the Fourth Brigade, and the terrain and landforms on the surface completely changed their original appearance, and several small hills were cut down by more than a foot.

The Soviet artillery began to extend, and the contact with the regiments and battalions was restored, Zhu Dake immediately called, but the answer he got was not very optimistic, the four companies guarding the forefront of the Kazadeu Pass, responsible for the fire blockade, suffered one-third casualties, most of the anti-aircraft dòng was blown up, the soldiers were buried in the soil, and it is estimated that the chance of survival is very slim.

The troops in other positions also suffered casualties, Zhu Dake secretly gritted his teeth, Lao Máozi just asked for the lives of Lao Tzu's six or seven hundred people with such a cannonball, and the cannon rumbled to the back, "Attention of all regiments and battalions, the Soviet army is about to start attacking, be sure to cut off the connection between tanks and infantry, pay attention to saving ammunition, we have to stay all day." Zhu Dake gave the battle order.

At this time, he understood the commander's words, in the evening, to be able to bring the troops down for more than half of the time, it is a great achievement, now it seems that it is a little difficult, the smoke of gunpowder has not yet dissipated, the roar of the tank motor, has been resounded, from the lookout hole of the brigade headquarters, one by one Soviet tanks, out of the smoke of gunpowder.

The tracks rolled over the dirt, "booming" over, this kind of steel monster, with the texture and pressure of metal, the turret was still rotating, as if looking for a target that could be destroyed, more Soviet tanks, appeared in Zhu Dake's sight.

This time, the Soviet army still dispatched more than 200 tanks, however, the infantry attached to it, but more than twice as many as last night, the Soviet tank cluster rolled in, the "zaza" friction of the tracks, piercing jī eardrums, the Soviet army's crazy shelling, but brought negative effects, craters everywhere, hindering the speed of the tanks, one by one Soviet tanks, up and down the slopes on both sides, and some tanks, directly towards the depth of the assault.

Zhukov's face was a little nervous, staring closely at the joint attack launched by the tank cluster and the infantry, or was it like last night, the position of the squadron **, as silent as death, he really wanted to hear the gunshots, how did the Chinese soldiers survive under such a fierce shelling?

Suddenly, the gunshots that Zhukov wanted to hear rang out, and every qiē was repeated, rows of Chinese soldiers, as if they had come out of the soil, the submachine guns in their hands spewed tongues of fire, and his soldiers, under the heavy fire of the Chinese, cut down sorghum stalks, fell one by one, and the remaining soldiers, under intensive fire, were suppressed in craters or bare flat ground.

Zhukov saw that the Chinese soldiers mercilessly killed the tank soldiers with flames on their bodies, often after the tank drove over, the Chinese soldiers attacked the tank from behind, and this style of play made the tanks that could not capture the opponent's firepower point suffer a great loss.

The Soviet soldiers fell down spasmodically, Zhukov's heart trembled violently, his fists clenched, the scene of last night would never be repeated, and he ordered without looking back: "The second echelon of the attack, start the offensive immediately, the third echelon, prepare for the attack"

Damn terrain, you can only increase the number of troops one by one, so that your large-scale tank cluster can not play a role, Zhukov can only take this kind of fighting with low casualties, there is no other way, as the second echelon of the Soviet army enters the battle, the defensive positions of the fourth brigade immediately become tense.

So far, more than 400 Soviet tanks and eight regiments of infantry have been put into battle, and under the cover of tanks, Soviet soldiers have continuously rushed to the positions of the fourth brigade.

Feng Jiwu had already seen the shape of the battlefield in his eyes, and he really wanted to transfer the troops of the second line of defense to support Zhu Dake's Fourth Brigade, but the Soviet artillery fire had opened a wall of fire on the road leading to the Fourth Brigade, and although the distance between the two lines of defense was only two or three kilometers away, it was an insurmountable line of death.

How many troops are sent, they will also fall under the fire of the Soviet army, Feng Jiwu can only watch the Soviet soldiers rush to the position of the Fourth Brigade, and tell him reasonably, it is extremely unwise to send additional troops to the Fourth Brigade, I don't know how many soldiers can come back from the Fourth Brigade this evening, it is the main field brigade of more than 13,000 people, Feng Jiwu thought gloomily.

Zhu Dake, the commander of the Fourth Brigade, has already realized the danger, the troops blocking the entrance to the Kazadewu Pass must have suffered too many casualties and cannot form a blocking fire, if the old Máozi infantry keeps rushing in, the position will definitely not be able to be maintained, and the troops will not even be able to retreat, they can only be surrounded here, and finally wiped out.

Zhu Dake's anxious eyes were on fire, now, the terrible thing is not the Soviet tanks, but the infantry, as long as the infantry can be eliminated or driven out of the mountain pass, the situation on the battlefield will be reversed, the Soviet infantry, has rushed to several positions, and then there is a short battle, inspired Soviet soldiers, more desperate attack.

Zhu Dake made a crazy but absolutely able to reverse the shape of the battlefield, immediately carry out a counter-assault, and the Soviet soldiers mixed together, the old máozi's tank, it lost its effect, the artillery did not dare to open fire, he ordered: "Chief of staff, immediately order all troops, carry out a counter-charge, he **, fight a white-blade war We Chinese are the ancestors"

The chief of staff was stunned for a while, Zhu Dake had already picked up the broadsword, turned around and rushed out of the anti-artillery dòng, more than forty soldiers with strong martial arts in the brigade headquarters guard platoon, seeing that the brigade commander had already rushed out, what was polite, Qi brushed the chōu out of the cold and shining broadsword, shouted, and rushed into the battlefield filled with gunpowder.

In the command headquarters, Zhukov and the generals, who were paying close attention to the situation on the battlefield, relaxed their faces, and in a few hours, this position could be taken, and it turned out that the tactics of Comrade Commander were extremely correct and also provided experience for attacking the next target.

The scene that surprised all the Soviet generals, including Zhukov, appeared, on the battlefield filled with gunsmoke, a white light suddenly flashed, and then, countless Chinese soldiers, raising their broadswords in their hands, rushed towards the crowd of Soviet troops.

Zhu Dake, who rushed in front of the guard platoon at the brigade headquarters, rushed directly to a breakthrough, where the guard troops, in front of the Soviet soldiers who were constantly coming up, fought to the death and did not retreat, but one by one, the figures of the soldiers fell, and there were fewer and fewer soldiers who could fight, and the position was in danger of being lost at any time.

Zhu Dake roared, the big knife in his hand was pulled into a knife, flashing with white light, and slashed at the neck of a big, bear-like thick Soviet soldier, the blade entered the body, and a puddle of blood rushed into the air, and this unlucky Soviet soldier fell heavily like a log.

This is a bloody battle of tens of thousands of people, the blood that bursts in the sun, sprinkles a scarlet blood mist in mid-air, and the white-knuckle battle of hand-to-hand combat can best test the will and courage of the soldiers.

The big knives in their hands were flying, and two or three people dared to rush into a group of Soviet soldiers, plus the Chinese broadswords, which were the most suitable for fighting, the Soviet soldiers with rifles in their hands looked at the Chinese soldiers who rushed up in amazement, as if they were the reincarnation of the killing gods, and rushed straight over.