Chapter 612 Let them rush together

"Order, keep charging!" The commander-in-chief of the Far Eastern Front, Apanashchenko, had a blank face on his face and continued to order coldly.

The chief adviser, Smorodinov, watched coldly as the adviser gave the order, and then sighed in his heart and looked up at the window, at this time the sky was already dawning. But at this time, it was still dark night that hung over the heads of the Soviet Russian army.

"Despicable and cunning Chinese!" The low, indignant curse of an advisor next to him was conspicuous in the silence of the Command Headquarters.

On the front line, when the Russian army occupied the first line of defense of the Chinese, there was a cheer from the headquarters, but soon after, a murderous news caused everyone here to fall into silence again.

When the tired Russian soldiers were suppressed in those trenches by the machine guns overhead, there was a terrifying loud noise, like a giant dragon that stretched for more than ten kilometers turning over in the ground, and those places burst into the sky of smoke and dust, engulfing everything around.

Then, the entire battlefield watched for a moment as the collapsed trench slab froze.

"My regiment!" A Russian lieutenant colonel officer in the back ran there crying and howling, and more Russian soldiers also recovered and rushed over there, ready to save people.

Due to the deliberate connivance of the vanguard army, the front of more than ten kilometers was occupied by Soviet and Russian soldiers, and at least 6,000 soldiers were crowded on the line of life and death when the explosion sounded. In the loud explosion that was about to be ejected at a distance of 100 meters, few people survived completely.

The blood began to solidify the hot floating soil loosened by the artillery shock, and the Russian soldiers who rescued them stepped on the bloody mud with deep and shallow feet, dragging out severed limbs from the dirt, or hanging half of their chested heads. Some of them appear to be intact corpses that look like sleeping corpses, and when they move and move, their skin cracks and spews out plasma mixed with shattered internal organs.

The firepower on the positions of the vanguard army on the opposite side also seemed to have stagnated. Even Gu Dali, who was in the second trench, was knocked to the ground by the sudden explosion. After getting up, he just looked at the battlefield where the air began to turn scarlet.

The order to shoot from the higher authorities was not given again, and the rules of the war were to acquiesce to the collection of bodies by both sides. For the sake of their respective motherlands, the positions are not the same, and the soldiers who are cannon fodder on the battlefield have no grudge, and they cannot talk about crimes. Someday, there will also be a vanguard of corpse collectors under the machine guns of Russian soldiers.

"The first trench has already been destroyed, at most the floating earth can bury people, and if you want to hide the guns, you need to renovate them. There's no need to fight back. After this blow, I'm afraid it won't be able to slow down for a while. Fu Zuoyi, who had been holding a telescope and watching the whole explosion on the third defense ground, waved his hand.

"Yes, it would be nice for the Russians to take a look at that pomp and circumstance, and to shake their morale. Even if there are wounded, the burden of their rescue will be even greater. Chen Bingqian, who was next to him, woke up from the loud noise and said with a smile.

This time, though, he was only half right.

Some Russian soldiers on the front line were on the muddy ground of human flesh on the front line, with the dirt from the corners of their mouths, crying and turning and running backwards. But the continuous thud of the M1910 heavy machine gun behind completely interrupted the cries and all backward footsteps.

"Soldiers, take revenge! Avenge our comrades, rush! When the heavy machine-gun fire stopped, the iron horns of the Overseers standing behind them ruthlessly shouted the order to charge again.

At this time, Apanashchenko knew that he had no way out, and once again gritted his teeth and gave the order for a continuous attack. After so many years of military career, he firmly believes that there will always be a time when any battlefield will be bulldozed by dead bodies.

At the call and encouragement of the iron horn, the Russian soldiers who had passed by the stabbing just now turned their guns forward again. Forward may die, backward is stained mortality. The only chance of life lies ahead.

"Shelling, bombarding their trenches with heavy artillery, lighting those explosives, and letting them reap the consequences!" An advisor proposed on the side, and it was immediately supported by many people.

In order to make the most of each trench, the Russians did not use heavy artillery bombardment. The trenches of the vanguard army were all made of anti-artillery measures, and the best way to deal with those trenches was the curved fire of mortars or howitzers, or the charge of infantry. Because of the threat of the Vanguard Army's fierce artillery, the threat of Soviet Russian mortars and howitzers to the Vanguard Army's trenches is actually not too much. Coupled with the anti-artillery measures of the vanguard army, the explosives buried deep in the ground were not ignited, and when the order was given, the electric wires were detonated at multiple points. The explosion in each place may not be as powerful as the heavy artillery, but after the explosives of more than ten kilometers long are detonated at the same time, the lethal effect is significant.

Just after that explosion, the casualty rate of Soviet and Russian soldiers today suddenly broke through the 10,000 mark, which directly made the commanders of Soviet Russia unable to hold their breath.

"Only a fool can use an idea twice!" The chief adviser Smorodinov snorted coldly in his heart, but he did not come out, and at this time, in the face of the heavy fire of the machine guns and artillery of the vanguard army, he did not have much good solution. If there had been plenty of time, it would have been possible to use the trenches of the First World War to advance all the way to the guns of the vanguard, but there was not enough time now. Looking at Apanashchenko's face, Smorodinov also knew that at this time, he could only continue to use his life to push.

He may not know the Chinese verses that will be successful and the bones are dry, but he also knows that the road to the Holy Grail of Victory is paved with white bones. In order to reduce the thickness of this bone road, the only way to use more other means is to find a way.

None of the 50 bombers that went to attack in the air came back, and the last bomber crashed next to an artillery position in Soviet Russia. Except for the last few planes that dropped some bombs on the positions of the vanguard army in the vicinity and achieved some unclear results, this time the strategic and tactical tasks were completely ruined.

If there is a victory this time, it may be able to wash away a series of despicable effects brought about by the accident of the three crew members who only parachuted back this time. On the contrary, Apanashchenko will be completely finished.

"Where's our tank?" Apanashchenko's loud shouts made the hearts of everyone in the front command skip a beat, this time someone is going to be unfavorable.

"On the battlefield of Bayanmen Gssa, we lost about 86 vehicles, and in today's charge, we lost about 135 vehicles, and we also lost about 43 vehicles on both fronts,...... "A lieutenant colonel adviser stepped forward to explain.

In that trench explosion, those who were parked nearby were also overturned, and the other remaining tanks were also targeted by the vanguard anti-tank guns, and little by little they were knocked out. Many Soviet and Russian commanders still muttered in their hearts, how come the vanguard army has so many anti-tank guns, is it possible that in addition to machine guns in their hands, they are artillery, and they don't use rifles?

"What is probably? Revolution needs to be serious, don't you know the word serious? Apanashchenko's saliva poured directly on the adviser's face.

The fighting continues, and it is difficult to count the specific losses. Apanashchenko also knew that he was a little excessive, but he would never care about this, he just breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Now, how many tanks do we have?" ”

"Because of the lack of logistics supplies and the lack of fuel, some tanks are still parked at the ...... of Sainshanda," the lieutenant colonel's adviser did not dare to wipe his face, but replied with his head down.

"Don't want those, now, I'm now, right in Erdeni, just near the front line, how many tanks are there?" Apanashchenko continued to spit.

"And 336 more!" The lieutenant colonel adviser blurted out. Even some of the tanks that were being repaired and those that were lying in their nests due to lack of fuel came out.

Apanashchenko paused for a moment, then waved his hand and ordered firmly: "Let them rush together!" Make a way out of steel! ”

Apanashchenko knew a little about the German blitzkrieg across Europe, and he was planning to elaborate on the role of tanks.

But he obviously ignored the power of the air, in fact, at this time the sky began to light slightly, but such a dawn was still not suitable for the attack of aircraft. Maybe if you wait a little longer, you will have the conditions for tanks and planes to work together, but Apanashchenko does not want to wait for a moment now. News from the front will soon reach Moscow, and new orders for changes in Moscow will come at any time, and he needs to seize every minute to turn the tables.

He hoped to use the repeated charges of the sea of people to fatigue the nerves of the Chinese people, until a wave of people broke through the Chinese people's defensive ground and rushed to the other side of victory.

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"The Russians are going to fight hard!" The latest news quickly reached Fan Chong's hands accompanied by the dawn outside the window, "They pressed almost all the tanks on the front line, and this time Fu Yisheng was under more pressure. ”

"It's not really desperate, there are more tanks in Sainshanda, and even in Ulaanbaatar there are many tanks parked waiting for fuel. The logistics of the sub are as bad as ever, and it's funny that some of the tanks there didn't even run to the front line for fuel. Meng Xiang smiled indifferently, however, there were inevitably many omissions in the deployment of troops in such a short period of time by Soviet Russia.

"After a long run, there is a lot of damage, and the remaining tanks on the front line should not be able to cross our remaining three defensive grounds." Meng Xiang continued very controllably, "The test for our defense is that after tomorrow, the anxious son will be even more crazy than now. ”

"Tomorrow? Tomorrow, they may not have much of a chance! Fan Chong's eyes suddenly lit up