117. Fleeing
The binoculars were full of athletes in earth-gray uniforms, who had broken through the first trench of the Gan army, and were now advancing towards the second. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Seeing this scene, even Guo Fan roared excitedly.
"Rush up, rush up!"
According to past experience, as long as the pistol team gets up, the result will only be victory! The only exception was when they encountered the ironclad convoy of the Feng army, and that time they also had poison gas bombs to help, otherwise they would not be their own opponents.
Looking at Guo Fan, who was walking around excitedly, the chief of staff of the division said in a trembling voice:
"Master, this time we have suffered heavy losses, how will we explain when we go back?"
There was a layer of people lying on the ground, and his cheeks were shaking with heartache. You must know that the men and horses of the 12th Division are elite soldiers from the three provinces of Shaanxi, Gansu and Henan. A third has now been lost, and it is estimated that it will reach half by the end. Such a huge attrition, not to mention Guo Fan, even himself is to blame!
"Kill, just kill! If you have enough heads, who else will speak? ā
Liu Yufen didn't dare to speak first, after all, what happened on his territory. Moreover, the two brigades of the second division of the Gan Army are still officers assigned by him. If you really want to make trouble with the big handsome, what can you do with yourself?
"Master, the commander has always been strictly ordered to love the people like a son, if this matter reaches his ears, I'm afraid you will not be able to!"
The words of the chief of staff of the division only made Guo Fan sneer.
"When you love the people like a son and score points, now that our Northwest Army is short of food, we can't kill the army and feed the people! And we are suppressing bandits, the people are being slaughtered by bandits, is it wrong for the 12th Division to save the people from fire and water? Besides, with food, what else can the chiefs say? ā
The chief of staff of the division wanted to persuade again, and he waved his hand again and said:
"I will carry this matter, and I will definitely not involve you. Let all the 35 regiments attack, get rid of the Gan army as soon as possible, and remember that no one can be left! ā
"Hey!"
The words have already been said about this, and if they continue to persuade each other, the division chief of staff can only sigh heavily.
"Rush!"
Since jumping out of the trenches, Yang Ximu has been at the forefront. He held the broadsword in one hand and lifted the Mauser with the other.
One hundred meters!
Eighty meters!
Fifty meters!
"Kill!"
He had already seen those guys with iron pots, and if he rushed over with more force, he would have to pay for their lives today.
"Boom, boom!"
The two small green boxes on the position exploded suddenly, and countless "locusts" appeared in front of Yang Ximu's eyes, and at this moment he seemed to have disappeared.
"Crackle!"
In the sound of a torrential rain, countless people collapsed. In just one or two breaths, there were only a few dozen injured people left in the front of the big knife team who were still wailing, and as for Chief Yang, he was gone. Looking at this terrifying scene, many people subconsciously stopped.
"Click!"
There was a sound like popping beans in the trench, and many people fell to the ground covering their wounds. When he came back to his senses, he found that the Gan army on the opposite side dared to rush out.
"Boom, boom!"
Countless grenades are like night owls scattered with death, they fly in the sky with a strange "hiss" sound, and if they explode, they will sweep away countless lives.
Explosions were taking place in both sides, but Gan's grenades were much more powerful and soon gained the upper hand.
"Up, can't be withdrawn!"
Seeing the footsteps of his subordinates moving backwards, the officers of the Northwest Army shouted loudly.
They know too well the combat methods of the Gan army, as long as they open the distance, the machine guns and artillery will be smashed down mercilessly, and now only close combat can have a chance to survive.
After shooting a few people, the soldiers of the Northwest Army, wielding broadswords, rushed up again. But it was not the other party's neck that greeted him, but a pistol with a ghostly glow.
"Bang, bang!"
There is no need to aim at such a close distance, and every shot is a blood flower in front of it. The force would even make people stop abruptly and fall to the ground with their eyes in disbelief.
"Click!"
Seeing that the soldiers of the opposing side stopped again, the men of the first battalion raised their hands casually, and the bayonets had been turned over to the tenon.
Looking at the glittering bayonet, the people of the Northwest Army swallowed their spit inexplicably. Their formation is too dense if wielding the broadsword in their hands. I am afraid that I did not hurt the enemy, but I took the lives of my own brothers first. In desperation, they can only raise their knives high, and once they meet the enemy, they will slash downward!
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The teams on both sides shouted at the same time, and then slammed into each other.
An inch is long and an inch is strong, and the length of the weapon in hand-to-hand combat is especially critical now. The broadsword of the Northwest Army suffered a loss at this time, and often could not reach the other party, and the bayonet was already pierced on itself. However, they had the advantage in numbers, and they were on par with a battalion.
Seeing all this, Guo Fan laughed.
"I thought there were three, two, three, but it turned out to rely on one battalion of men and horses. Inform the 36th regiment to kill, and there will be enough wine and meat in Zhangye City at night! ā
"It's time for the first battalion to attack."
Qin Lang put down the telescope in his hand and said softly.
"Bang, bang!"
Two red flares flew into the air quickly, and in an instant, the armored vehicle wrapped in steel rushed out of the shelter. The vehicle has been modified again, and now even the co-pilot's seat has a general-purpose machine gun.
Seeing this new force rushing out of the oblique spur, the 36th Regiment could only turn the direction of attack, but when they faced the armored vehicles, they showed a frightened look on their faces.
They were the ones who fought with the Fengjun ironclad car back then, and recalling the bloody scene that day, many people's feet began to tremble.
"Da Da Da!"
A light machine gun against an armored car is a shuttle, but unfortunately the bullet is a lead bullet. Except for leaving white spots on the armored car, or bringing up clusters of sparks, there is no effect at all.
"Blow them up with a grenade!"
Guo Fan roared loudly.
"Click!"
More than twenty machine guns of the armored convoy opened fire at the same time, and the people who pounced on the 36th regiment immediately fell into a large area. The rest shouted, and actually fled backwards.
"I'll shoot you, go back, go back!"
Guo Fan roared loudly.
However, the guards around him had already surrounded him, and ran backwards with him.
"Master, you can't stop it, retreat!"
"Then Lao Tzu let go, I'm going to fight hard with Gan Jun of the dog day, let go of me!"
The guards didn't pay any attention to it, because they realized that the armored car was followed by quite a few people, and it was about to rush in front of them.
"Withdraw! Division, if we don't withdraw, we will be wiped out. ā
Looking at the anxious expression of the division chief of staff, Guo Fan pushed away the guards around him with one palm, and he shouted after taking a few steps back and forth:
"Retreat, retreat all!"
Qin Lang looked at all this, and also said coldly:
"Withdraw the troops and immediately organize people to clean up the battlefield. The wounded, the prisoners, should be properly settled, I will be useful in the future! ā
(To be continued.) )