At the moment when the snowflakes just fell, Xue Dayong's frowning brows relaxed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's really dozing off, and God will send a pillow."

In such bad weather, the people of the Thirteenth Army are probably nesting in their positions. As long as they move to their flanks and backs, and suddenly make a charge, it is no wonder that the second division of the 13th Army will not collapse!

"Let's go, let's go!"

Xue Dayong kept urging the soldiers around him.

As the saying goes, look at the mountain and run a dead horse. It is just over a kilometer away from Daejeon Slope and down from the slope. But it's not so easy to get back behind the enemy. The report of the reconnaissance battalion of the 1st Division said that there was a distance of 15 or 6 kilometers, which was not close.

"Division commander, we have gone ten kilometers forward, and our comrades are already tired."

Looking at the gray faces of the soldiers, the head of the Red Regiment whispered.

The snow was falling, and the cold was oozing through the bones.

Trekking through more than half a foot of snow is anything but feather. Especially after sweating, you can't stop. Otherwise, his hands and feet will soon become numb, and his whole body will tremble.

"Tell the comrades that the 1st Red Battalion may not be able to hold out for long in the face of a division of the enemy, and we must rush to the offensive position as quickly as possible."

Xue Dayong said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

"Let the commanders and fighters help each other, and there will be no non-combat attrition."

The most feared thing about the heavy snow march is to fall behind, and to fall asleep after extreme sleepiness, which is almost a dead end. Therefore, the military and political commanders must keep an eye on the soldiers, and as long as anyone sits down, they must be allowed to continue to move forward, even if they start to fight.

The reconnaissance battalion was still at the forefront of the troops, and they were divided into battle groups and carefully observed the surrounding situation. Whenever something is wrong, it will immediately go into combat mode.

"Squad leader, there is an enemy ahead."

At this time, a warrior suddenly said.

"See, put your eyes on the bright spots one by one, if there is another mess, I will hand you over to the reconnaissance battalion of the military region to return to the furnace."

The people of the reconnaissance battalion of the 1st Division only had frustration in their hearts. Today's battle was in a blur, obviously only a few mortars were seen, but how could the enemy's artillery fire be so fierce?

"Go back and report to the division commander that the reconnaissance battalion has found the enemy two kilometers ahead."

There were a few figures in front of them, and slowly there were more and more people. However, their appearance is very decadent, and as long as the blankets and quilts can keep warm, they are almost all draped on their bodies, and they look similar to a group of people called Hanako from a distance. Those people at the head, the martial arts on their backs are all old sleeves, looking at the potted butts, it should be an antique left over from the Jin Dynasty, I am afraid that they can only be returned to the furnace.

Several officers were shouting and shouting.

"Give Lao Tzu a snack, go back to each person with one or two taels of tobacco soil, and take two oceans with you."

The accent is weird, not like the locals.

"This can't be a militia in Xiangxi, right?"

A warrior whispered.

"Xiangxi militia?"

Xue Dayong was also a little incredulous, the intelligence of the military region mentioned their existence, and there were twenty regiments of troops, and it was not impossible to support the Thirteenth Army.

"It's possible, too."

The nature of the militia is special, and it cannot be ruled out that the regiment always wants to take advantage of the snow to make an action and make a miraculous feat.

"The old sleeves they all use?"

To be on the safe side, Xue Dayong asked carefully.

"This time it's foolproof, if you're wrong, you cut off my head."

Seeing the people in the division's reconnaissance battalion patting their chests and assuring, Xue Dayong said in a deep voice.

"Prepare for an ambush!"

The present position is full of mountains on the left, but they are all bare without half a tree, and they are extremely steep, and they are ambushed on them, one is not easy to pursue, and the other is impossible to build a position.

"Go to the other side and ambush!"

On the other side, there is a plain, but the terrain is open.

"Ambush by battalion, waiting for the order to open fire."

Seeing the soldiers sitting on the ground tiredly, the political workers began to work again.

"If you put the gun under the squeaky nest, if you don't shoot, it's going to kill you."

It's okay to walk, but it's terrible to stop, and you can't make a fire. In just a few minutes, everyone was frozen to the point of blue lips and white faces.

"Division commander, the enemy is coming, you see."

The scout battalion man said with some excitement.

After Xue Dayong glanced at it, he said in a deep voice:

"Prepare for battle."

The enemies on the road were dejected, and from time to time someone fell to the ground and never moved again, but no one cared. It was as if the whole army had lost its life, like a group of walking dead moving blindly. The eyes are half-open and half-closed, and they will only stop when they hit something.

"Two regiments of regular troops, you said this is a militia regiment?"

Xue Dayong had the urge to hit someone.

The men were wearing military uniforms, and although they were covered in patches, they already showed their identity. The equipment on the body is not bad, although there are some old sleeves, but the most are made in Hanyang. Moreover, there are as many as twelve light and heavy machine guns alone, and if you had just adopted the method of skirmishing, you would have suffered a big loss at this time.

"Commander, this ......."

Again, the men of the reconnaissance battalion blushed.

"I want to shoot you!"

Xue Dayong finally understood why Qin Niubi had to raise the cultural level of the army, because the illiteracy in the army was too high, and many people hardly used their brains to do things, and they could do whatever they wanted, and the consequences of this were simply immeasurable.

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After returning to settle accounts with them, the main problem at the moment is to destroy the enemy in this way.

The people of the Thirteenth Army couldn't gnaw on the bones, and they also divided the men and horses to outflank them. If the Red Army is attacked from both sides, no matter how heroic it is, it is estimated that it will not be an opponent.

"I thought of it all together, these armies of the Gui family are really different from the previous civilian armies."

Xue Dayong said with a sneer.

"All the bullets from the machine guns were fired, and none of the enemies of these two regiments could be let go."

The people of the Thirteenth Army didn't know that a catastrophe was coming, and they were still walking forward sluggishly, when a gunshot rang out from their side,

"Bang!"

Xue Dayong's Hanyang overturned an officer in one fell swoop.

Just when the enemy was still stunned, a full eight heavy machine guns swung back and forth, knocking all the enemies in front of them to the ground at once.

"Click."

The scorching barrel brought up a dense white mist, and if the enemy had a single cannon, he would probably lose it. But the enemy is already in confusion and there is simply no way to fight back.

"Rush!".

The Red Regiment of men rushed down at once, light machine guns and rifles rang out, and the enemy who tried to resist in vain was quickly knocked to the ground.

"Click."

At the sound of teeth clicking, countless enemies raised their hands.

Only then did the commander of the Red Regiment find out that the bolt of the enemy's gun has been frozen, and if he wants to pull it away, he may have to kick it with his foot.

"Send a battalion to watch over the prisoners, and after collecting ammunition, we rush to the enemy's flank, and today I will wrap up this division."

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The cold is a bit serious, but Mo Songzi will try.

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