Heights 071 is actually a low hill, and two infantry companies of about 300 men are already a little bloated to defend the place, and it is usually enough to deploy one company.

The rapid artillery bombardment in the night made the Russian soldiers here dizzy, and the tricky Ming army touched the narrow road on the flank of the high ground, and the two sides instantly exchanged fire at extremely close range.

"There's a machine gun right in front of you, do it!"

"You guys, get on!"

"Boom!"

A DP light machine gun had just fired a string of bullets, and in the blink of an eye, it was blown up by a grenade.

The panicked Russian soldiers were still watching, hoping to catch the figure of the Ming army from the vast night, but the next second they suddenly found that the other party had rushed to a distance of only a dozen meters.

"Bang! Bang! ”

The Russian army's subconscious indiscriminate shooting is tantamount to suicide, and the Ming officers and soldiers who broke into the enemy formation either kept firing or launched a bayonet charge!

At such a close distance, it was really like lightning in the blink of an eye, and the enemy soldiers with Mosin Nagant rifles didn't even have time to pull the bolt and change the ammunition, and the Ming army had already rushed in front of them.

A tall recruit took the lead, rifle in hand, and jumped straight into the foxhole, and the enemy soldiers inside were terrified, and their eyes met in this situation.

The slender and sharp sword-shaped bayonet of the Twenty easily pierced the enemy soldier, and the bayonet seat came out of his back due to the momentum.

With a terrible howl, the two men collided together, and half of the bayonet pierced into the soil layer of the foxhole wall. The recruit pulled out his bayonet with all his might, and was stunned to pull out a piece of intestines.

Enemy soldiers in more than a dozen foxholes were either stabbed to death on the spot or blown to pieces by grenades that fell into them.

It was only a few minutes before and after, and the corner of the 071 Heights was easily shaken.

However, there is no respite, in this case, you should take advantage of the fact that the other party has not yet recovered and seize the time to rush and fight.

As the guard position on the edge of the high ground was cut off like a knife and bamboo, the heavy machine gun position arranged by the Russian army on the flank of the position was immediately attacked by this Ming army's top team.

The Russian heavy machine gun team thought that the exchange of fire on the left was not a big deal, maybe it was just a reconnaissance detachment of the Ming army that came to harass it.

As a result, I never expected that these Ming troops not only came to harass, but also broke through the warning position in a few minutes?

They hurriedly picked up the heavy Maxim water-cooled machine gun and turned it around, and then fired indiscriminately in the general direction.

"Dada-da-"

The light fired by an 82mm mortar popped up over the 071 Heights, and it belatedly illuminated the entire position.

With the light of this flare, the Russian soldiers saw a group of figures only a few dozen meters apart.

Blocked by heavy machine-gun fire and lifted into the air by flares, the Ming officers and men, who were about to drummer, immediately lay down, and then crawled and rolled in search of a cover for concealment.

Even in the daytime, the flares are dazzling, and at night, they are never to be seen – even more so than the fire of an electric welding.

"Gun-grenade-bullet-"

"Hurry up!"

"Don't grind! Fast!!! ”

The scattered Ming officers and soldiers were shouting loudly, some lying on their stomachs in low-lying places, some cats in foxholes, and some lying on their sides in the craters.

"Recruits are afraid of artillery, veterans are afraid of machine guns" This sentence is no joke, light machine guns and heavy machine guns have their own terrifying features, the former has high accuracy and can fire continuously, and if it is targeted, it will be more than lucky, and the latter can continue to fire and strafe, and the bullets are as dense as raindrops.

Bullets whistled past, the sharp sound of breaking the air was terrifying, and the instinctive fear made people feel a little uncontrollable.

The two soldiers in charge of using the grenade were aiming against a crater, but several 7.62×54mm machine gun rounds hit the ground directly in front of them, and because the angle of incidence was too small, one of the bullets fired a ricochet, hitting the main shooter with the rifle in hand.

Bullets burrowed through its nose and out of the back of its head, bringing out a mass of red and white and fragments of a cracked skull, which shattered into the back of the helmet.

The rifle fell out of his hand, and his body collapsed to the ground.

The co-shooter was stunned for two seconds, then lay down in the crater and gasped for air, feeling like his heart was about to pop out.

It took a long time for the rest of the crowd to shout one after another to ease his senses.

Pick up the rifle that is already loaded with grenades, unplug the safety pin, aim, fire!

The empty cartridge was fired, and the gunpowder gas gushing out of it sent the Type 18 grenade mounted on the muzzle launcher flying.

It drew a parabola in the air, fell to the ground and rolled for several meters, impartially stopping at the right rear of the Russian heavy machine gun position.

"Boom!"

Shrapnel scattered in all directions, and the three or four enemy soldiers of the group were instantly enveloped in smoke and dust, and the heavy machine guns that had been intimidating for a moment suddenly stopped.

Dozens of soldiers jumped up in unison, and in an instant, they swept through the entire heavy machine gun position!

Several enemy soldiers who resisted stubbornly were shot and killed indiscriminately, and three or four people who fled in panic were also knocked down by the chasing bullets one after another, which was actually equivalent to dying dozens of seconds late.

The wounded and undead enemy soldiers were still struggling or calling for help, but they were immediately executed with a series of re-shots.

"Looks like there's something going on."

"That's right! Bring the heavy machine gun over here! Quick, signal! ”

"Bang-huh-"

A sergeant pulled out a flare gun and pulled the trigger into the air, and a red flare shot into the sky.

Later, another yellow flare was fired.

Due to the delay of a moment when it had just been suppressed, one of the companies defending Heights 071 had already reacted.

At this moment, more than a dozen Russian soldiers recklessly rushed from the diagonal front, apparently to reinforce this corner of the position.

A soldier armed with a three- or four-type submachine gun was quick-eyed, turned the muzzle of the gun and fired two shuttles in that direction, and then threw himself to the side.

The inertia caused several enemy soldiers who had been shot to stagger to the ground, and one of them even rolled a few laps before stopping.

Another pacesetter, with a big waist and a round waist, removed the blaster that was slung cross-body behind his back, pulled the fuse, and then threw the blaster weighing ten pounds like a javelin.

"Boom !!"

The explosion shook the earth, and the severed limbs and severed arms of the enemy soldiers swirled and flew in midair.

Since the enemy in front of them had already reacted, more than 40 officers and men of this elite team immediately decided to stick to the spot, thus becoming a thorn in the noses of these Russian troops.

The left flank of the position has already been captured? The frightened Russian captain didn't think much about it and immediately ordered his subordinates to launch a counter-charge.

The flare that was slowly descending with a parachute was about to burn out, and the light was rapidly fading, and the figure of the black pressure was quite shocked by the sudden explosion and fire.

However, this hasty counter-charge was pointless, and the Maxim heavy machine gun was now turned to attack its original owner.

Rifles, automatic guns, submachine guns, heavy machine guns, and so on weave into a web of fire, and the dense bullets seem to splash ice on the crowd.

When the first faint scream came from ahead, the 82mm flare was completely extinguished, and darkness reigned over the entire position.

"My day! These guys are really going to hit the muzzle of the gun! ”

A dozen seconds later, a second flare lifted into the air, and the light returned.

The Ming officers and soldiers could clearly see the situation in front of them - those Tsarist soldiers were shooting and prostrate alternately, and more than a dozen corpses were lying on the ground.

At this moment, the 071 Heights are frontal.

The 3rd Battalion of the 140th Regiment had already prepared the main attack team, and more than 300 people from the two teams had quietly arrived at the starting position of the attack an hour earlier.

The dense gunfire from above the hill indicated that the exchange of fire was fierce, and the subsequent launch of two flares, one red and one yellow, meant that the infiltration assault of the Sharps was relatively successful and suitable for a frontal attack.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

When their own 64mm and 80mm mortars began to fire sharply, the officers and men of the first team immediately formed a detachment in front of the battle, while more than 100 people of the second team continued to stay in place.

If the first team is frustrated, then the second team will immediately take over.

The three platoons and nine squads of the first team were connected one by one, and the attack was launched in the shape of a left trapezoid, in the shape of a "/".

"Be bold! Strive to win it in one go! ”

"Beep-beep-"

The sharp whistle sounded throughout the field, and the Ming army rushed up the relatively gentle hill, and then engaged the Russian soldiers who were in a dilemma......

Among the seven commanding heights held by the Russian army, the encounter on the 071 heights is only one of them.

In the rest of the place, some went smoothly and some did not progress, and a sharp team attacking the 104th Heights from the southwest was suppressed by heavy machine-gun fire because it was exposed to flares, and suffered considerable casualties.

The main attacking team on standby had to abandon the attack and rescue it.

Fierce fighting continued until dawn the next day, when three of the seven commanding heights were captured by the Ming army, and the 66th Infantry Brigade lost as many as a thousand men overnight.

The remaining 5,000 men may seem like a lot, but it is important to know that the larger the size of the army unit, the less it can bear casualties, because the proportion of the main battle unit will be lower.

For example, an infantry platoon is all infantry, but an infantry regiment is not, and more and more service units will be incorporated from the battalion level, so that only nine companies in a regiment can actually be put into front-line combat. With the same casualties of 40%, the platoon can still insist on fighting again, but this is equivalent to the regiment that the infantry are almost dead and unable to fight again, unless the service personnel are also replenished to the front line at any cost.

At 6:21 a.m., the 66th Brigade, with its heavy casualties, was compressed into a small area of only three square kilometers, and there was not much ammunition left.

The officers and soldiers were at a loss, some with glazed eyes, some with frightened expressions on their faces, and the wails and moans of the wounded soldiers were even more uncomfortable.

Colonel Vadim seemed to have aged ten years overnight, his right hand trembling uncontrollably, and his mouth was still swearing, but his voice was already very small.

"Fuck it! Won't they come at night? He had to go to court-martial... Have to! ”（Ебтвоюмать）

"Commander, let's try to break out! We didn't ......."

"What nonsense are you talking about! Can you hold on for a little more time and break through? That's the equivalent of suicide! ”

"Is there any point in waiting to die here? We should disband the troops and break through separately. ”

"Disbanded? Breakthrough? This is an escape, this is the act of a coward! ”

"At least it's better than being wiped out here, on Russian soil! Do you want the 66th Brigade to be removed forever? ”

Several officers in the field command post quarreled, and no one let anyone.

After a long time, the familiar sound of engines came from the sky again - it was dawn, and the Ming army's fleet arrived as scheduled.

One of the staff officers of the major eagerly shouted to Vadim: "Commander, there is no time to hesitate!" It is not our fault that we failed because of the stupidity of the politicians, even if there is only one breakthrough in a company, the 66th Brigade will still be there! ”

Meanwhile, 4km to the northwest.

Colonel Vadim's long-awaited reinforcements, the 40th Infantry Division, were here, but they were blocked by roadblocks.

Because aerial reconnaissance discovered the Russian troops that came later, the 139th Regiment of the 47th Division divided two battalions into the depths of Tsarist Russia and directly cut off one of the main roads.

This muddy dirt road in the summer is the best traffic artery here, but all four commanding heights along it were occupied by the Ming army.

In the air raids of the first two days, the 40th Division lost most of its heavy weapons on the road, and the weak air defense units shot down only two Ming fighters.

The devastated Russian army opened fire on the parachute, which then provoked even more ferocious and indiscriminate retaliation. After several Erlikon 20mm anti-aircraft guns and a dozen 7.62mm Maxim heavy machine guns were destroyed, there was no firepower left to threaten the Ming Air Force.

As a result, the 40th Division, which lacked artillery support, could only struggle to gnaw at the high ground along the way, and had to spend a lot of time reorganizing its ranks after each air attack, making slow progress and suffering heavy losses.

The acting division commander, Colonel Kuzma, is now a bit of a master - not only the command is urging, but even St. Petersburg, which is far away.

And what can he do now? In this situation, there was nothing to play around, and there was nothing he could do other than to order his subordinates to constantly launch inefficient attacks.

At 12:03 p.m., the weather turned cloudy.

The dense gunfire in the area of engagement gradually subsided, and only sporadic gunfire could be heard.

Now, everything has become a fait accompli.

About an hour later, Jingshi Ying Tianfu, the Forbidden City.

In the Zhaoren Palace, the afternoon sunlight in mid-autumn slanted into the room through the large glass window, the slightly lazy Zhu Lingjing leaned on a chair and read a book, and the mandarin duck-eyed lion cat named Tink-eyed was lying at her feet.

At this moment, a rapid sound of footsteps came from outside, getting closer and closer, and it was obvious that the boots were touching the floor.

Such a distinctive pace, as soon as you hear it, you know that it is a certain guy.

Finally, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Zhou Changfeng, who was full of interest, pushed the door in, walked forward quickly, and said with a smile while presenting the good news of the performance: "The battle report sent back by the first line!" Most of the brigade that crossed the border was destroyed, and they tried to break through, but only a few of them scattered and fled. ”

"The ability to escape is not as good as that of the British." Zhu Lingjing closed the book and stretched out her hand to take the good news.

(End of chapter)