Chapter 889: Battle of the Far East - A War Like a Mouse

The map of the commander-in-chief of the Russian army, Stoletov, is marked with countless red dots, all of which are the firepower points of the Manchurian Army, which once harvested the lives of countless Russian soldiers. The Russian army once occupied many firepower points, but because there was no trench to rely on, they could only retreat after blowing up the caves under the strong fire of the Manchurian army. However, the Manchurians moved very quickly, they could quickly repair the firepower, and then attack the Russian army from here again. The mountain attack turned into a whack-a-mole, and the Manchurian army maneuvered at high speed between the caves, constantly wearing down the Russian army, but the Russian army could only attack frantically again and again, but the effect was very unsatisfactory.

"Don't worry, they are definitely running out of ammunition, and they will definitely not be able to withstand our continued attack!" Compared to his worried subordinates, Stoletov had some hope. The Seventh Division was suddenly surrounded and killed during the march, and the supplies they carried with the army were certainly not much, and the Seventh Division would certainly not be able to hold out for long after such a major battle.

"Air raids, Manchurian air raids!" The soldiers outside the command post suddenly shouted in panic, and a loud roar was heard in the air. Manchurian fighters appeared in the sky, and they buzzed like swarms of locusts.

"Order the whole army to conceal, stop all attacks during the day, and we will attack again at night!" Stoletov was very helpless, the Russian army had no way to take the Manchurian Air Force, they could only dodge.

The Russians retreated into the anti-artillery caves that had been prepared earlier, and prayed God to keep the damn bombs away from them. However, a huge swarm of planes swept over their heads, not dropping a single one*, as if they were not seen. The group flew directly above the heads of the 7th Division, and then dropped down something that looked like white mushrooms. The officers could see clearly through the binoculars that huge white mushrooms were slowly descending, and large wooden crates were falling underneath them.

"Their planes can not only drop*, but they can also drop supplies, and they have a way of keeping them from breaking!" Mikoyan felt that Stoletov's plan was bankrupt, that the Manchurian Army was well supplied, and that it was impossible for the Russian army to run out of ammunition.

"Damn it, go underground!" Stoletov gave up, he had to admit that the supply of the 7th Division was no longer an opportunity for the Russian army.

This is also a way to do it, the fortresses of the 7th Division are all high on the ridge, and if you want to go up, you have to pass through the slopes, but the slopes are full of holes, and the Russian army must solve these holes before they can pass. Raiding the surface and blowing up these holes could not solve these holes, and the only way was to go in and occupy the underground part, so that the Manchurian army would no longer be able to play tricks. The commanders actually didn't want to do this, no one knew what was going on underground, and it was destined to be another battle with huge casualties.

Petrovich, who survived the catastrophe, was once again tasked with the same goal, but this time he needed to enter the underground from a terrifying hole. The officers were a little worried about the drilling, but the soldiers were not so afraid. What the soldiers feared most was the dense firepower of the Manchurian army, with shuttle bullets and flying artillery fire, making it difficult for them to find a place to survive on the surface. It's not the same when you go underground, it's the same thing in the narrow tunnels, one-on-one fighting, no one will be afraid of anyone, without the terrifying machine guns, the Manchurians are just the same people.

Everything is the same as before, a terrifying rain of bullets, a huge power*, countless Russian troops fell on the way to the charge. Petrovich was lucky, he again reached the target position, and soon found the hole that the Manchurians had repaired. The clever Petrovich, at great risk, hid in the crowd and did not gather around the entrance of the cave like some fool. The first one to go down, for sure, was the most dangerous, he was definitely going to be the first to face the Manchurians, and Petrovich did not want to be this hero.

"Go down, one by one, quick, quick!" The company commander urged urgently, and the Manchurians seemed to have detected their attempt to go underground, and machine gun fire and artillery fire were concentrating on this side.

"Let's go, let's go!" Everyone was pushing and no one was willing to take the first one, but when more and more bullets flew around them, a warrior finally stepped forward.

With the first warrior, the people behind him were next to each other, and Petrovich followed, and he was in tenth place. The entrance to the cave was originally used for shooting, and there was no consideration for personnel entering and exiting, so it was very narrow, and even if the Russian army tried to widen it, it would take a lot of effort to squeeze through. After passing the first level, it was a small space that could accommodate about three or five people, and the floor was covered with brass bullet casings. There is no door, but there is a slightly larger passage on the back wall in which one can squat and walk, and this is clearly a passage for the Manchurian army to maneuver.

"Are these guys rats?" The passage was winding, and it was so dark that nothing could be seen, and everyone squatted and walked for a long time, and they couldn't help but curse, and Petrovich felt the same way.

"What is this?" Everyone was almost next to each other, so Petrovich could clearly hear what was being said by about four or five people in front of him.

"Boom!" Suddenly there was a violent explosion in the passage, and Petrovich was covered in blood and dirt.

"Enemy, enemy! …… Bang bang ...... everyone shouted, and some people even opened fire.

Petrovich heard a "boom", a bullet flying against his scalp, but he did not notice even half of the enemy. It was still pitch black, and he couldn't see anything, except for the painful cries of his comrades, the slippery dirt mixed with blood, and nothing else.

"Ahh …… Yes! Bang bang ......" The comrades-in-arms were shouting in despair, and more people began to shoot indiscriminately.

The shouts after being wounded were louder, and someone was hit by a bullet, but this shot Petrovich was very familiar, it was the sound of the Schneider rifle used by the Russian army, and there was no sound of the semi-automatic rifle of the Manchurian Army. It is impossible to determine whether the enemy appeared or not, and the explosion just now was most likely an accidental situation, and the fools who fired indiscriminately hit many of their own people. Petrovich wanted to calm everyone down, but he was so scared that he opened his mouth a few times, but he didn't say a word. Petrovich could only lie down against the earthen wall on one side, praying for God's blessing.

After a long time of chaos, the shouts of many people became weak, and the chaotic people finally calmed down. Not far in front of Petrovich, a remnant veteran struck a match, and everyone finally saw some light. The passage was already a mess, with a blur of flesh and blood, and severed limbs, and Petrovich saw many corpses shot in the back. There was not much oxygen in the passage, and the matches were not flame-resistant, and soon the fire was extinguished. At the moment when the fire was extinguished, Petrovich saw something extremely terrifying, a small gap suddenly opened in a wall of earth not far away, stretched out a hand, and threw down something like an iron pomegranate.

"Boom!" Fire burst out of the darkness again, a huge explosion occurred again, and a severed palm slapped directly into Petrovich's face.

"Retreat, retreat!" Petrovich probably understood that the enemy was there, but this was a desperate answer, and they had no choice but to flee.

The company commander was still shouting behind to attack and advance, naturally no one would follow the order of Petrovich's small soldier, but there were many people who saw the mysterious hand, they all knew their situation, and desperately wanted to flee backwards. The Russian army was in a mess in the tunnels, crowded with each other and even blocked in some places, completely unable to move. Petrovich moved a little slower, he fell to the back of the fleeing group, and he became the first to attack. Petrovich also tried to rush back, but he was almost crushed to death, and he couldn't move back a single step. Petrovich easily snatched his body back and retreated into the corpses of some of his comrades, temporarily reezing for breath. Petrovich needs to rest, he needs to save enough energy, otherwise it will be difficult for him to get out of here alive.

Petrovich was leaning against the wall of earth to breathe, and suddenly he felt the dirt behind his left shoulder seem to move, and something sticks out. Petrovich was scared to death, he was afraid that it was a hand, he was afraid that the hand would drop the bomb order, but nothing fell to the ground. Suddenly, a light shot out from the left shoulder, it was a beam of light, straight towards the Russian troops crowded in the tunnel. Petrovich not only saw the light, but he also saw by the light what was sticking out of his shoulder, which was a thick barrel, the barrel of a machine gun used by the Manchurians.

The muzzle ......of the gun protrudes from the fire snake, and the huge sound of the gun fills Petrovich's ears with a roaring sound, and he feels like he is dying of headaches. However, Petrovich could still see the scene in front of him, the fire of the machine gun moved with the beam, and the Russian soldiers who were huddled in the tunnel were all smashed by this terrifying fire. The dead bodies are still the target of the machine guns, and they have to clean everything up with bullets to restore the clear passage of the tunnel. The corpses of their comrades-in-arms could no longer be a bunker for Russian soldiers, and the terrifying fire tore everything apart, and they could only die upright when they could not move, and then they were smashed to pieces like comrades.

After some time, the terrifying machine gun finally stopped firing, and the beam shone carefully in the tunnel. Petrovich would have been discovered if he had not been next to them. After making sure that there were no fish that had slipped through the net, the beam retracted along with the steaming barrel. The earthen wall was restored as before, as if nothing had ever happened here, everything was Petrovich's hallucination. Petrovich didn't dare to make a sound, he crept out quietly, crawling back through blood and minced flesh.