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The contradictions of the Russians have nothing to do with the Chinese - at all!

On the battlefield of Ketonsnoyarsk, Zhang Zuolin's Northeast Army and the Russians' White Guards launched waves of attacks against the Russian Red Army.

While holding its position, the Soviet Russian Red Army was not to be outdone, and launched wave after wave of counterattacks against the Sino-Russian coalition forces.

Their only purpose was to try to suppress the enemy with an attack, and then try to gain the initiative on the battlefield of Ktonsnoyarsk, so as to concentrate on dealing with the enemy from both flanks.

The war has entered a white-hot stage.

The roar of the Rong people resounded in the sky, even overpowering the "rumbling" cannon. The first row of shells of the Chinese missed, and the shells exploded next to the Red Army soldiers, as if to cheer the Russians.

Li Jinglin, who was commanding at the front, shouted into the microphone and asked the artillery to correct the target. The second volley was accurate, the shells landed in the Red Army's stormtrooper formation, and the crowd was torn apart by the blast.

But the Red Army ignored the fallen comrades around them, and through the barbed wire fence that had been blown up by artillery fire, they made a big stride towards the position. In the white moonlight, the mountains were full of reflections of steel helmets and bayonets, and the cold light shone.

The Self-Defense Army under the command of Captain Barbaloque defended the heights on the left flank of the position, and next to him was the company of Captain Kianov.

Red Army artillery fire severed the connection between the two companies, and Barbaloski was in a hurry. The death squads had already rushed into the space between them, attacking him from the flank.

In the darkness, only the rhythmic butt clash and roar of the Bolsheviks could be heard: "Kill the lackeys of the tsar, the heroic Bolsheviks advance!" ”

Captain Barbaloochsky picked up a machine gun and scolded and rushed towards the Red Army death squad: "Butchers, come on!" Long live His Majesty the Tsar! ”

A platoon commander could not hold him back, and hurriedly led his subordinates to follow Barbarorock's charge. Although they repelled the Red Army death squads, the frontal charge of the enemy still poured into position. The two sides engaged in a white-knuckle battle, hand-to-hand combat.

Barbaloki's failure to return to the division in time for him faltered on the left flank, and the White Guards jumped out of their trenches and retreated.

Captain Kianov, seeing that the Red Army had broken through the positions on the left flank and that he was in danger of being outflanked, hurriedly fought and retreated. When a soldier saw the smoke billowing in the flames of the explosion, he suddenly thought of the poison gas bombs that had been used on the Russian battlefield, and his first reaction was to think that it was poison gas released by the Red Army.

"Poison gas, poison gas!" He yelled and shouted to avoid the smoke.

This shout didn't matter, and the retreating White Guards immediately became chaotic, and people crowded into a mess and rushed to the second line of defense defended by Li Jinglin's apprentice, Major Zhang Zhuwu.

Zhang Baowu pulled out his chalk gun and shot into the sky again and again, forcibly stopped the panicked rout, and shouted loudly: "Stop, stop, whoever wants to escape, I will shoot him, resist me!" ”

Zhang's intimidation worked, and the routers turned their guns and withstood the pursuing Reds with heavy fire.

Zhang Jianwu did not hesitate to reorganize the team, designated the subordinate military palace of the White Guards to act as the commander of the dead in battle, and carried out a counter-charge, and the troops composed of the Chinese and Russian coalition forces attacked fiercely and recaptured the lost positions.

Zhang sent a platoon non-stop to support Barbarocksky on the left flank.

The Boer Vicks could not withstand the enemy's crossfire, and left their wounded soldiers behind and retreated again. The left flank positions were recaptured, but the right flank positions were not in a good situation. The Red Army captured the positions on the right flank. The remnants of the right flank retreated, and Li Jinglin ordered the artillery regiment to bombard the positions occupied by the Red Army, and on the other hand began to organize death squads. The Russians did not give him time to buffer at all, and then charged towards the main position.

Li Jinglin decided to further shrink the front, and he ordered a retreat to the northern end of the high ground, less than a kilometer from the main position. In this way, his defensive line was shortened, but due to the rough terrain, the defensive line was still very thin and dangerous, and it could not be integrated with other troops at all.

Regardless of casualties, the Red Army continued to rush forward on the corpses of its own men, and although the speed slowed down, it did not stop because of the strafing of machine guns and the explosion of grenade and mortar shells!

On the side of the heights, rushing to the front were the remnants of a battalion led by Yerich, the Russian Red Army. Jerich lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and ordered his men to move forward on the anti-aircraft artillery positions in front. …,

The defensive positions were crumbling. Red Army soldiers poured into the trenches in dense packs. The two sides engaged in hand-to-hand combat, fighting and scuffling with bayonets and rifle butts, and corpses were strewn all over the mountains.

Jeric led the way, picked up his saber and slashed through the barbed wire, slashing forward regardless of the wheel. The saber was dripping with blood, and it was full of gaps. Several soldiers followed him and rushed into the artillery position, and the Chinese artillerymen hurriedly lowered the cannon and picked up their rifles to return fire. A chalk slashed through Jerich's cheek, blood running down his neck, and he wiped it indiscriminately, turning his face like a blood gourd.

"Rush, grab the cannon!" Jerich staggered close to a cannon and hacked to death two gunners who were stubbornly resisting.

A volley of chalky bullets came in, and all the soldiers around him fell, and Jerich threw away his saber and turned his muzzle to shoot at the enemy, but there were no shells in the chamber. He picked up a cannonball and loaded it into the chamber, and a gunner flew over him, hugging him and rolling and wrestling. Jeric pressed down on the gunner's body and choked the opponent's neck. The Chinese soldier used his last strength to pull a grenade, and with a "boom", the two of them died together.

A Red Army officer with a dozen followers, shouting "Ula", rushed towards the headquarters of the 11th Division, Li Jinglin pulled out his chalk gun and fired back, and ordered the staff officers to enter the battle.

In the smoke and scuffle, Li Jinglin was no longer able to contact his subordinates, he ordered all units to fight separately and hold their positions, if anyone dared to take a step back, he would not be merciful, and would deal with it according to military law on the spot, and kill him.

After the Chinese gunners repelled the Red Army, they quickly pressed down the muzzle of the gun and fired flat. Shells burst everywhere and exploded in the crowd of Red Armymen who poured up, and a ghost cried wolf. The Red Army, which had not been defeated, still poured into the trenches with the corpses of their comrades, and most of the positions were still lost.

Zhang Zuolin saw all this clearly. The 11th Division was retreating along the entire line, and as soon as they could not hold it, the entire line of defense would be complete.

The situation was so urgent that he ordered the reserves to be dispatched urgently to provide support. At the same time, the heavy artillery on the position was ordered to turn the muzzle ...... "concentrate fire to support the position."

At the critical moment, the artillery of Chinese artillery commander Liu Sihai turned the tide. The Red Army, which was rushing in front of the queue, was organizing a charging formation in order to outflank the high ground, and artillery fire poured down and blossomed in the dense ranks. Soldiers fell in droves, rivers of blood flowing.

Seeing that the situation was favorable, Li Jinglin lost no time in directing the troops to launch a counterattack.

The Red Army, which was attacked from three sides, finally could not support it and was forced to retreat on all fronts.

On the same night as the main forces of the Red Army launched an offensive, Red Army Colonel Vodrock, with 600 men, also launched an offensive to the west of the position.

The soldiers of the Red Army, tragically carrying out the "crowd tactics," rushed into the open field at the front of the position in great strides.

They happened to be a live target for the Chinese Air Force planes, and more than a dozen "Thunder" dive bombers immediately carried out a large-scale bombing. The Chinese pilots looked down from the air, and the Russians charged in a neat formation as if they were practicing on a playground, turning a blind eye to the bombs falling around them. They walked through the smoke and dust, over the craters, and looked at death as if they were at home, and the mountains were littered with gleaming steel helmets and bayonets. The officers and standard-bearers in front fell, but the soldiers behind took the flags and still advanced, resisting the blazing shrapnel with their own flesh and blood, and not a single one of them retreated.

The Chinese officers and soldiers who were waiting for the battle were all dumbfounded, this was a war in the era of hot weapons, and it was like returning to the ancient battlefield.

In a desperate gamble, Vodrock threw all the personnel of the command into the attack.

Billowing smoke engulfed the blood-red sunset, and the sky was dark. The Chinese soldiers hid in their bunkers, recuperating, and everyone knew in their hearts that after the heavy shelling, there would be another fierce battle to the death.

Li Jinglin had been observing the other side, and now he felt that the victory was in hand, and he immediately asked his superiors to send an assault force to outflank the enemy who had failed to attack, and then launch a counter-charge from the high ground himself, and the Russians would definitely be unable to escape.

The General Command quickly replied to him that if the casualties on the high ground were not large, the troops would attack on all fronts at dawn tomorrow!

As the sun set in the west, the night fell, and the mountains became hazy and blurred, Vodrock led the regrouped more than 800 officers and soldiers to drill out of their positions and secretly approach the high ground in a roundabout way.

The Chinese's artillery fire was extremely fierce, and the shells flew over like a succession, impenetrable.

The Red Army soldiers who were crawling forward this time learned to be obedient, they no longer took up their bayonets to make a useless charge, but took advantage of the gap in artillery fire to shoot cold guns to lure the Chinese troops to expose the point of machine gun fire, and then threw grenades and rushed into the trenches with the smoke and dust raised by the explosion. …,

The Chinese artillery did not dare to fire easily, so it was difficult to exert its due power. The battle was even more tragic than the previous night, with small Red forces constantly breaking through their positions from the ground and attacking in a roundabout way from the rear.

Li Jinglin ordered Captain Barbaloque to withdraw to the second line of defense on his own initiative, and let the heavy artillery on the position bombard the position he had surrendered.

The high ground was full of artillery fire, thick smoke billowed from the sky, and the bare trees were ignited by bullets, igniting a sea of fire that illuminated the dark mountains.

The Red Army, regardless of life or death, continued to attack the second line of defense!

As the Red Army approached the Chinese mortar positions, the Chinese gunners lowered their muzzles and fired at the enemy face to face like bayonets, forcing the Red Army to roll down the hill in piles.

By dawn, Barbaloki's company had only more than 60 men left, and the rest of the companies suffered more than half of the casualties, and the second line of defense was about to collapse at the first touch.

Li Jinglin once wanted to use the reserves, but reason told him that the final victory depended on the efforts to hold on a little longer!

Sure enough, after he withstood the last daring charge, the Russians were equally unable to organize a powerful attack, but set up machine guns and strafed intermittently, bluffing.

Chinese planes again rushed to the battle, easily eliminating the remaining Red Army firepower points.

Seeing that the time had come, Li Jinglin decisively ordered the reserves to launch a counter-charge.

The exhausted remnants of the Red Army, who could withstand the counterattack of the living forces, abandoned the captured positions and retreated in a crawling manner.

The offensive efforts of the Red Army finally suffered the worst defeat! ）

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Title of Work: Illustrated Catalogue of Doom

Author of the novel: The squid who loves to dive -

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