At 5 o'clock in the morning, the artillery shells of the Sichuan army exploded one after another in the front line positions of Gongjiashan. The intensity of the shelling this time was much stronger than yesterday's, and the positions of the first battalion were blown up in all directions, and smoke and dust were chaotic. From time to time, broken limbs were blown apart and flew around.

Chen Mingren knew immediately that the enemy was going to fight hard. The enemy seemed to have no way out, and now they had provoked a war against the Kuomintang, and if they were defeated by the Kuomintang at their own gates, they would no longer have a foothold in Sichuan. The intensity of the enemy's attack this time must have been much greater than yesterday's, and thinking of this, he hurriedly issued an order: "Order Huang Jingfei (deputy regiment commander Huang Guyu) to organize the engineer company, baggage company, and regimental headquarters personnel, and be ready to reinforce the front line at any time." ”

Before the smoke of the artillery fire dissipated, the gray Sichuan army brigade rushed towards it. Today's charge is indeed significantly different from yesterday's, and it has been charging with a shut-down head from the beginning. But the formation is still good, and the team forms waves. There were no random shots, only six heavy machine guns were side-firing support. Those who led the charge were all junior officers in woolen uniforms, and they all drew their Western-style sabers and rushed to the front of the line.

Qiu Qingquan also entered his artillery observation post at this time, and this sturdy anti-artillery bunker took a solid 75mm shell from the shelling just now, but it was not a big problem, but it shook off a lot of dust. Qiu Qingquan gently patted off the dirt on his body, set up the artillery mirror, and began to carefully search the enemy's artillery positions, he did not believe that the Sichuan artillery now used the combat method of intermittent aiming. Their artillery positions should be hidden somewhere in the woods under the mountain, and as long as they are found, Qiu Qingquan is confident that they will be blown up into the sky, so that the pressure on the positions of the 68th Regiment can be reduced a lot.

Machine rifle fire from the position opened fire at the same time, and the sound of a salvo was like a strong wind blowing on the battlefield. The 68 machine guns of the 1st Battalion of the 1st Regiment did not lose a single one in yesterday's battle, and these machine guns imitating the Russian-made Maxim M1910 are indeed very strong, especially the baffle in front and the two wheels below, which is simply a genius design. It is difficult for enemy sharpshooters to hurt the gunner through the shutter, and the two wheels greatly enhance the maneuverability of the machine gun, allowing it to move as quickly as possible to avoid shelling. Six heavy machine guns were like six devils spraying tongues of fire, and they swept the swarming Sichuan troops in rows.

The Sichuan charging team that was blocked did not retreat, but fell to the ground one after another, and continued to crawl forward with the help of terrain features, until they came into range of rifles, and then opened fire. A dense rain of bullets stirred up small columns of smoke on several machine-gun positions. However, the sturdy steel baffle was like a protective god, protecting the machine gunners behind it tightly, and the Sichuan army shot for a long time, and the six heavy machine guns never stopped roaring. The first onslaught of the Sichuan army was again thwarted.

The battle lasted from early morning to noon, and there was no sign of stopping. The Sichuan army's offensive came one after another, and on several occasions it even rushed into the position of a battalion, but they were all driven out by the officers and soldiers of the 68th Regiment in hand-to-hand combat. Every time the Sichuan army rushed into the position, Qiu Qingquan would command the artillery to fire constantly to block the Sichuan army's follow-up troops. The reserve team organized by Huang Guyu also continued to reinforce, and the wounded were constantly sent down. At this time, the front line of the position was already full of corpses, but the Sichuan army's battle today was also surprisingly tenacious, and it fought eight charges in one morning, each time full of vigor and screaming.

"How many shells are left?" Chen Mingren's calm voice came from behind, and Qiu Qingquan looked back to see that the regiment commander had already entered the artillery observation post and was standing behind him.

Qiu Qingquan's face was covered with beads of sweat, and his military uniform was already soaked, so he took out a handkerchief and wiped his face indiscriminately: "Originally, we brought two base shells, but now 60 rounds have been knocked out of each cannon, and there are still 20 rounds left, and I don't know when the replenishment will arrive." ”

Chen Mingren leaned in front of the artillery mirror to look at the situation on the other side, and then asked, "Have you found the enemy's artillery position?" If we can defeat them, the battle will be assured. Division Commander Wu has already sent an infantry battalion and a baggage battalion to deliver ammunition to us, and we can arrive before dinner. ”

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At this time, on the top of the hill opposite Gongjia Mountain, two blond-haired and blue-eyed Russian guests were standing on a high place, observing the battlefield filled with gunpowder with binoculars. Another attack of the Sichuan army was repulsed by the other side, and now it is pouring down like a receding tide, and from time to time the opponent's mortar shells explode in the retreating crowd, blowing up gaps one after another.

"Comrade Bryucher, how do you think the Kuomintang is fighting today?" The person who asked the question was tall and thin, with his eyes sunken in his sockets and his face a little pale, he was General Pavlov, a military adviser sent by GC International. The burly Russian in his thirties standing beside him was the famous General Galen, whose real name was Vasily. Konstantinovich. Brücher.

General Galen nodded and said with a smile: "It's much better than I expected, their position is built very standardly, it's German, it seems that the half-blood general (Ann Sihua) has put a lot of effort into teaching their students." There is also an indirect aim used in the shelling, which is very good, and there seems to be an artillery observation post on the top of the mountain, where they should be directing the shelling. They also seem to have snipers in the unit, and each time the Sichuan army attacked, all the junior officers who commanded the battle were killed and retreated. ”

"It's just a bit conservative, and it seems that the willingness to attack is not strong enough." General Pavlov smiled and added: "After the opponent was repulsed, they did not adopt counter-assault tactics to expand the results of the battle, but just sat in the position and fired with rifles. If this army wants to fight a defensive war, it should be no worse than our Red Army (USSR), but if it wants to fight an offensive war, I am afraid it will be far worse. "This general's vision is really spicy, and he can see the weakness of the Kuomintang army at a glance, in these few major battles, [***] are all defensive counterattacks, in the defense consumes most of the opponent's strength, and then through counterattacks to win, never against an evenly matched opponent to launch an offensive war.

General Galen sighed softly: "They are just the opposite of the Chinese Red Army, one is good at fighting conservative defensive battles, the other is bold and decisive and brave to attack, if the two are combined, they should soon be able to defeat the whole of China, even if they want to intervene, there should be enough chance of victory, but it's a pity--" Galen shook his head and did not continue.

Suddenly, huge fireballs rose from the establishment opposite Gongjia Mountain, and then the earth trembled slightly, and a thunderous roar resounded throughout the battlefield.

"Suffered! They hit the artillery positions of the Sichuan army! Pavlov put down the telescope in his hand, his face was a little ugly, the hidden artillery position was chosen by him for Deng Xihou, but he didn't expect it to be knocked out by the Kuomintang artillery. The weapons of the Sichuan army are very poor, and the eight mountain cannons are simply Deng Xihou's heart, and now it is estimated that it is already a pile of scrap iron, and the huge response just now should be the explosion of ammunition piled on the artillery position.

"Look, their counter-assault has also begun." General Galen carefully observed through his binoculars, and hundreds of [***] officers and soldiers jumped out of their positions, quickly formed a charging formation, and rushed towards the Sichuan army who were stunned by the explosion just now. The two sides soon got together and began a fierce hand-to-hand fight. The Sichuan army was obviously stunned by the condescending rush to the enemy, and only put up a weak resistance for a while, then left behind the corpses and retreated in all directions.

The Sichuan army, which had lost artillery support, seemed to have lost the courage to attack, and after the ninth attack was repelled by a counter-assault led by Chen Mingren himself, it actually delayed organizing the tenth attack. In the headquarters of the Sichuan army, Huang Yin kept pacing, his eyebrows were tightly twisted together, and he scolded in his mouth: "Ge Laozi! Now it's going to erode the old book! I don't even have a cannon, how will I mix it up in the future? He knew that in the future, he would go to the north to wander, and he would live a miserable life with no money and no land, and now that he didn't even have the only mountain cannon, could he only rely on a few broken guns to find something to eat?

"Emergency! Master, emergency electricity! It was sent by Jin Shuai. A young staff officer ran into the headquarters in a panic, holding a copy of the telegram in his slightly trembling hand, and muttered: "Something happened in Mianyang, Mianyang's troops are all finished, and now only we are left, Jin Shuai asked us to withdraw to Guangyuan quickly." ”

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