Chapter 659 This old man's team is not weak

As the battle unfolded, information on both sides began to become clear. In particular, Soviet Russia has been operating abroad and even in China for many years. The large-scale actions of the vanguard army could not be concealed from the Russians.

On the border with the Soviet Union, the vanguard army was still gathering strength. Even Moscow's attention looked east from the wheels of the advancing German tanks. While the Vanguard has yet to launch a large-scale attack, everyone knows that the accumulated pressure will allow the heat of the eruption to sweep away all obstacles.

It is conceivable that the destructive power of the four legions that are being gathered is definitely not comparable to the small fights that were airborne before this time. It is said that an army of more than half a million could overwhelm the whole of Siberia once it stormed.

"The Central Party in China rejected our friendship," Stalin said with a gloomy face, he did not expect that as soon as the news of the Soviet-German war came out, the Central Party immediately forgot about the olive branch extended by Moscow, and began to actively compete with the vanguard army for seats in parliament and congress, and even began to negotiate the reorganization of the Wehrmacht.

"The damned British also deceived us, they did not attack the Germans on the Western Front, but sat back and waited for our fighters to bleed at the front. Those dirty imperialisms have no credibility and cannot be relied upon. All victories depend on ourselves and on all our Soviet people. Whether it's the Eastern Front or the Western Front," Stalin's arms began to wave, and his tone became harder and harder,

"Tell Yershakov that the Soviet-Russian alliance needs a full-fledged Ural."

"Then tell Kovalev that the border line of Suéng is where his headquarters is located."

Murderous orders were issued one after another, without a hint of joke, since the beginning of the war, at least ten generals on the eastern and western fronts have been shot as deserters, and at least thirty generals are still in detention for examination.

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"Ula" in the early hours of the morning ... In the distance, a burst of chanting woke up Fu Yicheng, who had just been lying for less than an hour.

"What's going on?" His eyes were bloodshot with exhaustion, but the quick movement of putting on his boots and hat was not at all.

"The Russians are coming," the guard said as he handed over the high-powered pistol of Browning on his head.

"How's it going?" Fu Yicheng didn't ask the half-understood guards again, but asked directly after opening the tent of the headquarters next to him.

As soon as I entered the tent, the noise of the radio immediately rushed to my face. A staff major immediately came over and explained to Fu Yùcheng: "Commander, the Russians took advantage of the darkness of night to climb from the mountain path to the flank of our second line of defense, and under the sudden attack, we suffered heavy losses. ……”

"What's going on there now? Did you lose the position of the second line of defense? Fu Yicheng interrupted the major's explanation and asked directly. When this happens, it is no longer the time to count losses, but it is necessary to quickly understand the specific situation of the enemy, as well as the specific situation of our defense, whether we need reinforcements, and whether we need the cooperation of other armies.

In the event of a loss of position, the entire deployment had to be reacted quickly, especially to a regiment on the first line of defense that was facing off against Russian European reinforcements.

"The position is still in our hands, but the losses are large, and reinforcements are urgently needed," the major replied with a blushing face.

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"People are in the position, as long as we still have a breath, we must not let the old man step past us" Gao Chang's swollen half cheek was a little vague, but the voice was loud enough for his entire company to hear.

But in fact, only half of his company was left at this time, and the sudden flank night attack of the old man caught the vanguard by surprise. After all, the Russians had been operating in the Ural Mountains for hundreds of years, and the local geography was much more familiar, so they went through a trail in the dense forest, bypassing the defense lines and outposts of the vanguard army.

The vanguard army has always been short of manpower in the Urals, and it is only with the help of the mountainous terrain of the Urals that it has defended several Ural mountain passes. Correspondingly, there are many fewer people to use in other places, and even the clone dogs are in the sub-base to focus on logistics equipment at the same time, which leads to a lack of numbers, plus the deafening artillery and pungent gunpowder smoke on the front line are not suitable for the dogs' activities, and they can only patrol in a limited area.

Because the enemy is coming from a direction other than the area they patrol, they miss out on spotting the enemy's trail in advance. But if it weren't for their first warning, I am afraid that Gao Changhuai's company would have been a dead body in the face of the sudden attack of hundreds of Bō*Sha Type 41 submachine guns. But even so, in less than five minutes of initial engagement, Gao Changhuai's troops lost a third of the bō* sand bullets caused by the 35 arc-shaped magazines.

Having learned from the Soviet-Finnish campaign and the battle with the vanguard army, the Russians increased their emphasis on submachine guns. Close mountain attacks at night are also the strong point of submachine guns, and the Soviet and Russian troops who came in this raid are all equipped with the classic Type 41 Bō* Sand submachine gun that has been promoted since the end of last year.

There was a bō* sand explosion everywhere overhead, and from time to time tracer bullets with a long tail burst out from the muzzle of a flame-spewed gun in the dark night, constantly correcting the target of the coloring hit.

However, soon a series of tearing cloth sounds echoed through the mountains and mountains in the dark night, and the -42 machine gun attacked by Jiā quickly adjusted the direction of the attack, pouring more bullets into the night.

The screams and roars of men and the staggered sounds of Ulla were replaced by the roar of the rippers, until flares rose from the distant positions, illuminating the bloodstained faces of the two sides in close proximity.

"Phew" Gao Changhuai's spitting out with the blood dripping from his face only spit at the feet of a Russian soldier opposite, this method learned from the veteran did not work because of his half swollen cheeks, but the sapper shovel in his hand was unceremoniously smashed towards the head of the Russian soldier who was a little stunned.

The Soviet Russian soldiers who rushed ahead faced the sweep of the four tǐng rippers, and with the little light in the night, they jumped into the Qi xiōng-high trenches built by the vanguard army, and mixed with Gao Changhuai's company. Although the gunfire of Suomi against Bō* Sha was still ringing overhead, in the trenches, in front of the huddled teams of both sides, it was no longer suitable for the rain of bullets from the submachine guns.

The golden light of the high-powered Browning's bullets jumped in the trenches, and more often than not, the sound of a sapper shovel with the smell of earth shouted the word "kill" in front of the frightened faces of the Russian soldiers.

The sapper shovel was blocked by the red-haired Russian soldier on the opposite side, who hastily raised the bō*sand submachine gun. As the sparks exploded, the sharp sapper shovel smashed the 71-round drum of Bō*Sha directly, and it fell to the ground with the crisp sound of bullets.

The Russian soldier mechanically pulled the twisted trigger twice, and the gust of wind that had just passed by made him tremble on the side of hell for what seemed like an eternal century. His mind went blank for a moment, and his only thought was to take up arms and take down the other party, an extremely threatening enemy. And the only weapon he had at his disposal was probably this submachine gun without a bayonet in his hand.

His efforts were in vain, and he was no match for Gao Changhuai, who had already honed his hand-to-hand combat under the Japanese. When the sapper's shovel sounded again, the crisp sound of a broken bone in his ears was the last thing he remembered.

"Huh" Gao Changhuai had just taken out the sapper shovel from the white brain, when he heard the sound of a corpse falling behind him with a crisp gunshot.

Hearing the crisp sound of the powerful Bai Langning, his tense muscles slowed down a little, and when he turned around, he saw Xing Zongchang coming over with someone to support.

"Lao Gao, didn't you always say that your white-knuckle combat skills are among the best in the regiment, why didn't you kill the enemy with one move just now?" Xing Zongchang's muzzle quickly moved out to find a new target, but he didn't forget to laugh in his mouth.

When the two of them were still puppet soldiers, they experienced the crisis of the vanguard army rescuing the hostages of the people, and they were greatly surprised by the close combat of the vanguard army. However, after the two joined the Vanguard, they had different melee concepts. Compared with Xing Zongchang's advocating close-range pistol killing, Gao Changhuai was more inclined to melee white-knuckle combat after seeing the performance of Fu Yicheng and others. It was only because of the weapons of the vanguard army that there was less bayonet practice on the rifle, but more tricks for the sapper shovel and close-fitting saber.

Gao Changhuai's company was also better at dancing knives and shovels under this concept, and most of the soldiers unconsciously danced the sapper shovels that had been imprinted into their natural reactions in the battle just now.

Because he held his breath and said that Xing Zongchang's pistol could kill the enemy with one hit, Gao Changhuai has always advocated killing the enemy with one blow in white-knuckle warfare, but the Soviet Russian soldier just now was only put down in the second consecutive blow, and was just seen by Xing Zongchang, who came to the rescue.

I couldn't see anything in the night, which hid the blush that Gao Chang was carrying to his neck.

"Commander Meng has said that if you want to create a bold military soul, you must first dare to fight without blood, what kind of soldier is it?" He rolled his eyes and retorted at length. The two argued more than once, and each time he had to bring out Commander Meng's quotations.

"Boom" A suicide explosion of a grenade mixed with the sound of Ula in the trench stopped Xing Zongchang's laughter.

"Lao Zi is desperate" He shook his cheek cut by shrapnel, and said with a grim face: "This old man's team is not weak"