It was night, and the snow finally stopped.

There were no more dark clouds in the sky, and the moon hung high above the canopy.

The snow reflected the light of the moon, and the white expanse, and the foxes that came out to forage for food, were all clearly visible.

The soldiers of the Austro-Hungarian Empire hated the damned moon. Because of the moon, the attacks of the Ming army at night became more and more sharp.

According to combat custom, the Austro-Hungarian soldiers did not attack at night.

However, they did not have to attack, because it was the Ming army that attacked.

In the distance, there was a dull sound of cannons, one after another. It was like a thunderbolt from the sky, rolling against the ground.

Sometimes, you can even feel the shaking of the earth.

It's heavy artillery, definitely a heavy gun of more than one hundred and fifty mm. Otherwise, there would never have been such a loud explosion, and there would never have been such a strong tremor.

When the veterans heard the sound of the cannon, they were all terrified.

They had learned the power of cannons, especially when fighting the Israelites.

At that time, Daming was still their ally, but now Daming is their enemy.

The cold seems to kill them faster than the threat of death from heavy artillery.

There are a lot of woods nearby, so firewood is not a problem.

Unfortunately, no one dared to light a fire at night. Even in the trenches, which obscure the fire, can ...... There is still no way to hide the smoke.

The company next to it was really freezing last night, and secretly lit a fire in the trench.

As a result, thick smoke revealed the position, and after only a few minutes, a dozen howitzer shells fell.

Not only are all the people who are baking the fire finished, but they also have almost two shifts in a row.

I heard that the company commander was shot overnight!

From then on, it became an iron order not to light a fire at night, and no one dared to disobey it.

"Squad leader, I'm going to freeze to death."

"Hold on to Zuckerberg and wrap yourself in a blanket to keep you warm."

"I've done this, but it's still cold."

"Damn, the Ming army is here to attack. At the very least, it will be warmer to fight. ”

"Get out, the artillery of the Ming army will blow you up directly. A few pieces of minced meat left, even if it's your luck. ”

"Crow's mouth, shut up!"

"You're the crow's mouth! You're a weasel, a fox. ”

"Fuck off, do you want me to beat you up?"

"You all shut up."

Inside the trenches, the soldiers kept bickering.

They don't want to bicker, they don't want to fall asleep.

This kind of weather still insists on being in the trenches, and it is easy to freeze to death. There are not a few brothers who are still arguing at night, and there are not a few zombies who become frozen hard the next morning.

"Listen, what sound?"

The soldiers all pricked up their ears, and soon there was a sound similar to the roar of a monster in the distance, mixed with the sound of "squeak" and "squeak".

"It won't be a tank of the Ming army."

"Don't talk nonsense, we're not going to be so unlucky.

Tomorrow morning we will be able to retreat behind the front line, where we will have hot soup to drink and a warm house. ”

When the squad leader spoke, his heart couldn't stop beating wildly. Because, that terrifying sound is getting closer and closer.

Finally, several huge black monsters rushed out of the forest.

The monster spewed black smoke and roared like a dragon, and rushed towards the position.

Knee-deep snow didn't stop this thing in the slightest.

Instead, behind them, the snow that had been raised turned into a large cloud of snow mist. It's not clear what is behind them.

"Squad leader, it's a tank, the tank of the Ming army, just like the legend."

A young infantryman immediately shrank his head back into the trench and howled.

No one spoke, and no one fired.

Zuckerberg, who was bolder, dared to poke his head out to see.

"They're in a minefield!" Zuckerberg shouted excitedly.

All of them stuck their heads out of the trenches!

They watched as the tanks plunged headlong into the minefield.

There are constantly mines flashing under the tracks of the tank, which can ......

"Oh my God!

These things are not afraid of mines. ”

The soldiers wailed in despair.

The mines used by the Austro-Hungarian Empire at the beginning were all given by the Ming Dynasty.

Later, Austria-Hungary itself copied it, and naturally it also copied this small anti-infantry mine.

The main shooting idea of such mines is small!

As long as the enemy is wounded, it is not to seek to send the enemy to God all at once.

The power of many mines can almost blow up half of a person's feet, making people unable to walk.

Even the more powerful ones can only blow up a person's calf.

Mines of this power have a rather limited destructive power against the tank tracks and bottom armor.

The shrapnel struck the armor with a "clanging" sound and sparks.

The soldiers of the Austro-Crarian Empire wanted to cry without tears!

"Boom!" A large pile of snow rose from the side of a tank, and the black frozen ground below was blown up.

It was a mortar, and the battalion also found it, and it was supported by mortars.

"Damn, mortars don't work." Zuckerberg cried and screamed.

Just now he saw with his own eyes that a mortar smashed directly on the tank.

The mortar shell was directly bounced off and exploded in the snow.

The hit tank rushed through the smoke of the explosion and continued to rush forward.

Zuckerberg is stupid!

The tanks of the Ming army rushed forward unscrupulously, until they reached a distance of two hundred meters, and no one on the Austro-Hungarian side fired a shot.

Cannonballs can't do anything, guns can work?

"They are followed by people!" I don't know who shouted.

Only then did everyone see clearly that there were many figures behind the tank, followed by many dark shadows.

That must have been the infantry accompanying the tanks!

"Shoot, shoot, shoot those infantrymen, and don't believe that they are invulnerable.

Machine guns, machine guns, beat them. ”

The platoon commander howled and ordered the Maxim machine gun to open fire.

"Toot toot toot ......!" Makqin's muffled gunfire rang out.

With the dull sound of gunfire, a barrage of bullets flew out of the chamber. The strong air flow blew the school foam under the muzzle of the gun and flew in all directions.

Not to mention, Makqin's voice rang out. The first few Ming tanks were sparked, and the screams of people after being hit could be heard.

The morale of the Austro-Hungarian soldiers was immediately shaken, and the infantry began to shoot with rifles, aiming at the dark shadows behind the tanks.

After Zuckerberg fired two shots, he felt something was wrong.

The muzzles on the tanks were turning, and soon they were aiming at the position of the Maxim heavy machine gun.

"Boom!" The muzzle of the tank burst into flames, and a large puff of gunpowder immediately rose from Makqin's position.

Zuckerberg saw that Makqin was mixed in the smoke and flew directly to a height of at least twenty meters.

The distance is too close, two hundred meters is close for a tank gun.

The tanks of the Ming army opened fire one after another, and not only the Makqin heavy machine guns were killed, but even the light machine guns were almost wiped out.

The firepower of the entire company was immediately attenuated by more than half.

Almost at the same time, the sound of machine guns rang out densely.

It was the machine guns on the tanks of the Ming army, and those machine guns spat tongues of fire unscrupulously.

Not only the bullets that shoot on the armor, it's like tickling.

In particular, the 12.7 mm heavy machine gun on the roof of the tank has strong bullet power, and judging from the trajectory of the tracer bullet, the trajectory is almost straight.

The soldiers who were hiding in the trenches were out of luck, and the machine guns swept them so much that they could barely lift their heads.

And the Ming army seems to have a kind of carry-on warp weapon, which keeps exploding around the soldiers.

"Damn, blow it up on time and don't embarrass our masters." Tong Guogang stood behind the turret of the tank and shouted loudly to his subordinates behind.

Behind him was a very special unit in the Liao army, the Jurchen battalion.

All the soldiers and more than half of the officers in this battalion were Jurchens from Liaodong.

This was their first time in the war, but what they learned at the Xi'an Rectification and Training Center was enough for them to use on the battlefield.

"Aim at their guns, kill these bastards, let's eat big pork knuckle."

Behind the tank, among the infantry that followed, there were several groups of grenadiers of the Ming army.

The grenadier is also a curved ballistic, similar to a small-caliber mortar.

But now, instead of shells, it's firing grenades.

The grenadier launches a grenade, and because of the airtightness, the firing distance is generally about 200 meters.

But now that the troops have advanced to within one hundred and eighty meters, there is no need to waste precious portable ammunition.

Even a grenade was enough for the Austro-Hungarian soldiers to drink a pot.

And the grenade is sometimes thrown over the target and explodes before it hits the ground.

This caused even greater damage to the Austro-Hungarian soldiers!

The poor Austro-Hungarian Empire equipped its soldiers with cotton hats, but they could not afford steel helmets.

It is clear that cotton hats are far inferior to steel helmets in their ability to fight shrapnel.

Many Austro-Hungarian soldiers were wounded in the head by grenade fragments.

A strange scene appeared on the battlefield, no one from the Ming infantry fired, and they were busy handing the grenades on their bodies to the grenadier gunners.

Each company of the Ming army was equipped with three grenadiers, which became the most murderous at this time.

The gunners crouched on the ground, aiming at the muzzle fire of their rifles and pulling fire.

Coupled with the machine-gun fire on the tanks, the Austro-Hungarian soldiers did not dare to show their heads and shoot.

Now the only ones who can fight back and inflict casualties on the Ming army are mortars a few hundred meters behind the position.

However, the mortars did not last long, and soon followed the Ming mortars at the rear and found the location of the opponent's mortar position.

The mortars of the 3rd Tank Division are not traditional mortars, they are self-propelled.

The so-called self-propelled mortar is actually an elongated tractor.

Behind the cab there was a small platform of five square meters, which served as a mortar firing position.

In order not to affect the angle of fire of the shelling run, even half of the roof of the cab was removed, and the rear seat was changed to an ammunition compartment.

Such a big thing pulling an 80mm mortar seems a bit overkill.

As a result, this self-propelled mortar has become a towing vehicle again.

It is common to see this kind of self-propelled mortar, dragging a cooking cart, or even pulling cabbage or a cart of rice and white flour.

Each battalion is armed with a mortar battery, nine mortars.

Nine mortars fired five or six shots in succession, and finally a powerful explosion broke out at a distance of 400 meters from the enemy line.

In the night sky, you can see strong explosions and fires everywhere.

The ammunition was detonated, and the mortar positions were finished.

The last of Austria-Hungary's ability to resist is also finished! 1

"Zuckerberg! You hold the explosives bag and go blow up the tank. ”

The tank had advanced to about a hundred meters in front of the position, and the company commander yelled and told Luca to blow up the tank with the explosives bag.

"Are you crazy?

As soon as I got out of the trenches, I would be sieveed by machine guns. Zuckerberg flatly refused the company commander's order.

"If you refuse the order, I will shoot you." The company commander was immediately furious, reached out for his pistol, and directly hit Zuckerberg's head.

He didn't pull the trigger, though, because Zuckerberg had a grenade in his hand.

"If you dare to shoot, I'll pull the ring and die together." Zuckerberg said viciously.

The hand is still gesturing, to pull the pull tab of the grenade.

"Damn, I'm going to take you to court-martial." The company commander's angry roar drowned out the sound of gunfire.

"Alright, company commander.

Return the military court, let's all prepare to be prisoners. ”

Zuckerberg cowered in the trench, his hands tightly gripping the grenade tab.

His words completely made the company commander lose his courage. One butt sat on the ammunition box, and the revolver in his hand also fell to the ground.

Anyway, if you always hand it over, there's no need to pick it up.

The sound of the "creaking" and "creaking" of the tank tracks is getting closer and closer.

But no one in the trenches wanted to poke their heads out to take a look.

The guns were all thrown on the ground, and even Zuckerberg dropped the grenades in his hands.

"Let the Russians rush forward, remember! It is forbidden to kill the captives indiscriminately, otherwise Lao Tzu will whip them. ”

Tong Guogang shouted loudly to the tongue man behind him.

Assigned to Tong Guogang was a battalion of the Russian army, and these guys were wearing khaki army cotton jackets and army cotton pants, and they didn't even have a coat.

Not to mention military coats!

They hid behind the Ming army, and they were all so cold that their noses were long. With a gun in his hand, he trudged through the snow.

The tongue man shouted loudly to the commander of the Russian battalion who followed behind, and the commander of the Russian battalion shouted Russian loudly to his subordinates.

In the end, Tong Guogang only heard a group of Russians, shouting Ula ......!

Then raise the gun in your hand and charge to kill this last 100 meters distance!

The machine guns of the Ming army were still suppressing the Austro-Hungarian army, and although no one was showing their heads in the trenches, the machine guns never stopped.

It was not until the Russian soldiers blocked the firing range that it completely stopped.

The tank was moving slowly, and Tong Guogang saw the Russian soldiers jump off the trench and smash the Austro-Hungarian soldiers with the butts of their guns.

The terrible screams came one after another.

Tong Guogang is not prepared to care about this, anyway, these Austro-Crarians have not done anything good on Russian soil.

As long as you don't kill it, it's not a big problem.

After all, these captives are the harvest of brothers.

Soon, the Russian soldiers were reluctant to deal with the prisoners anymore.

They snatched the prisoners' cotton army coats, as well as the prisoners' lunch boxes, which were already frozen hard.