Chapter 613 How not to fight back

Under the onslaught of the Russian soldiers, the front held by the vanguard seemed to be broken through at the next moment. But when the Russian commander was relieved, the machine guns that popped up from time to time in that trench always knocked down the last Russian soldier standing.

"Where am I?" Gu Dali's eyes were half-opened, and they were still dim, but he seemed to remember that it was already dark.

"Don't move! The ribs were broken three times and had just been bandaged. A voice next to him whispered, as if to understand Gu Dali's question with a swollen tongue, and then added, "We're still in the trenches." ”

Gu Dali didn't hear clearly, and when a cannonball landed next to him from his ear, he was already temporarily deaf. However, lying on the bed, he felt the earth tremble from time to time, and he also understood that he was still on the front line.

"This is an anti-artillery hole!" His gradually sober consciousness also understood.

As soon as the vanguard army occupied Zamyn-Uud, they began to build trench defenses using the fortress positions left by the Russians and the materials from the bombed-out Zamyn-Uud. The fort on the ground did not have time to be carefully built, but it was no problem to dig holes and trenches.

Although every trench can be counted as more than just a trench, the persistence of trenches during the First World War made the system of trenches and fortresses under human command to the greatest extent. Even the trenches that the vanguard army simply constructed were carried out according to the training of peacetime. When Gu Dali was still boasting that he was the fastest in digging trenches in the regiment, the construction machinery and equipment of the engineer army came up.

In just a few days, the main trenches have become standard trenches with a depth of 150 mm that can be walked upright, even the traffic trenches are about 110 mm, which can be bent and fast, and those creeping trenches that are convenient for snipers are also standard 60 cm, and even in each trench, taking into account the high groundwater level of some places on the grassland, and setting up sloped drainage, drainage ditches and sinkholes to avoid the retention of stagnant water.

Not only the standard of trench digging, but also the prototype of the anti-artillery hole in the trench was dug out little by little by the big shovels of those excavators, and the rest only needed to be repaired slightly.

Some large anti-artillery holes were used as position hospitals, ammunition warehouses, and headquarters headquarters, and in addition to the addition of sleepers and steel beams, some were even poured with thick reinforced concrete. Starting

Of course, these are some of the claims that Meng Xiang has made to the outside world. Now the high speed of building a fortress is always easy to frighten people. Those machine-gun fortresses can be half-buried underground, and a single fortress can control a large area, and the time when Soviet Russia was preparing to attack also allowed Meng Xiang to build nearly a hundred fortresses on the front line one after another. Even if the fort is not complete, the wall function in the Red Alert unit can strengthen the defense of the trenches.

It is not in line with the fact that the first trench is to build a trap, and the second trench system is set up to block the attack, so it is natural to build it with all its might. The only ones that could have this scale were the second and third trenches, although there was a fourth, but time was rushed, and even if those trenches had not been dug yet, they were only used as a reserve front. It was precisely because of the short time that the third trench was also not completed. At this time, only the second trench had a complete anti-tank trench 5 meters wide and 2 meters deep in front of it.

It is precisely because of this that the second trench is the focus of the vanguard army's defense, and at the same time it has become a thorn in the side of Soviet Russia's retaliation.

The Soviet Russian heavy artillery really began to smash down towards the defensive ground of the second trench, in addition to the 152-mm howitzer bombardment, there were even 203-mm heavy artillery drops, and one shot wiped out a section.

Under the concentrated attack of Soviet and Russian artillery, the second line of trenches was blown to pieces, and even some communication trenches collapsed under the bombardment of Soviet and Russian covered artillery fire, so that some of the wounded of the vanguard army could not be transported and could only hide in the anti-artillery holes.

The figure in front of him flashed, and the light of the calcium carbide lamp spread out in the anti-artillery hole, and Gu Dali had already seen this relatively wide anti-artillery hole again. The rows of wooden pillars overhead are uncommon in the grassland, but the tops are relatively neat, and no broken earth has fallen in the rumbling of cannons outside.

Looking at the two wounded men and a few empty beds beside him, he knew that this was the place where the wounded were resting, not the infirmary, which had generators and electric lights. Even if they stay in the trenches, they can guarantee the rescue of the wounded.

However, at this time, he didn't care about this, he just listened with his ears sideways, but he couldn't hear anything, which made him anxious to know how the battle was going outside as soon as possible.

Under the aura of light, the figure suddenly smiled and said, "It's okay at this time, Zi's artillery didn't get any benefits." ”

Gu Dali couldn't hear clearly, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the smiling face in the dim light.

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The heavy shelling of the Russians did not last long, and the targets of these new riots were soon returned fire by the Vanguard artillery, and even the Vanguard artillery took advantage of it.

After a return fire from the air bombardment of more than 60 Ju-88 bombers by the pre-dawn vanguard army, the artillery of Soviet Russia has become much more honest and has strengthened its emphasis on concealment. But none of them could have imagined that the Vanguard cannon would reach an unusually high rate of fire per minute.

Even if in order to avoid frightening and protect the barrel, it was extended to one shot every two or three minutes, but the precise aiming within the scale of the sub-base made it impossible for the Soviet Russian heavy artillery to move, and it could only be bombed. Even a heavy cannon that could move could hardly escape the bombardment of the Vanguard cannon. A bomb crater the size of a basketball court is like the open mouth of hell, swallowing everything up.

"Where's our cannon? Why not fight back? Gavriliv's lost arm, stained half of his body with a wound on half of his body, rushed into the artillery temporary command and shouted. As an artillery major battalion commander of the heavy artillery army, he knew that in this attack, there were two artillery kings on the Soviet Russian position, and the two 280-mm howitzers of the 1939 type had been installed in place yesterday, but now his heavy artillery position was blown up without a shadow, and the Soviet Russian artillery king over there had no news at all.

"Pay attention to the image, Comrade Gavriliv!" A lieutenant colonel adviser stood up and shouted solemnly.

"Where's our cannon? Why not fight back? Gavriliv's voice lowered after being stunned for a moment, but he still asked again with a sluggish eye-chakra.

"This is a military secret, Comrade Gavriliv, this is not something that can be known." The lieutenant colonel's adviser continued to scream in annoyance, could he tell Gavriliv that their two guns, though powerful, had a range of only one kilometer, and according to their observations, the vanguard cannons were slamming at them twenty kilometers away. And the plans prepared by Soviet Russia to return fire on the vanguard cannons have become waste paper.

"Where's our cannon?" The murmuring cries of Gavriliv, who had been driven out, upset everyone in the artillery headquarters, but they also tested that the possibility of this section of the trench being buried as a trap again was reduced, and the pace of the attack of the Russian soldiers who were still hesitant increased.

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The day is getting brighter, and the night is no longer hidden. Even if many of the Soviet and Russian recruits were poor in technology and tactics, they could not charge in a swarm like before, and become a conspicuous target with the muzzle of a machine gun. The loess accumulated in front of the improvised rifle positions that had been dug out one by one was like a hole dug out by a nest of voles in that open space, and it also smelled of being smoked under the scorched grass.

With these improvised positions, their scattered craters, and the wreckage of smoking tanks, the remnants of the Russian soldiers on the front line gained a chance to breathe.

Kochakin's bandaged leg was oozing blood, but other than those burns and infantile mouth wounds, there were no fatal wounds on his body, so he had to hold on to one of the craters of his M1891/30 Mosinagan rifle and prepare to continue his charge.

As long as the superiors behind him did not give the order to retreat, as long as he did not completely fall, he had to continue to charge forward.

"Boom!" A 76-mm shell landed on the wreckage of a -26 tank, causing steel fragments to fly everywhere.

"Hey!" A Russian soldier not far in front of him couldn't help but snort, and Kochagin could see very clearly that the soldier who was digging deep into the improvised rifle position with a shovel was unfortunately pouting a little higher, and a piece of iron with brown blood stains was stuck in his left buttocks.

"For the motherland, don't be afraid of sacrifice and defeat the Chinese invaders!" Kochakin, who retracted his head again, secretly cheered himself up, but the cold blood mud in the crater under his feet and the palm inserted in the mud reminded him of everything on the battlefield just now. Although the sound of shelling and machine guns had subsided, the tanks that were still smoking were also a reminder of the brutality on the battlefield just now.

He clearly remembered that a latest-type -34 tank, under the dense machine-gun bullets around it, had already rushed through an anti-tank trench filled with tank wreckage, and rushed through a second trench where the vanguard army was destroyed by heavy artillery, but in the cheers of Soviet and Russian soldiers, it only rushed less than 200 meters before it exploded into several pieces in a cannon fire.

Many people remember that the shelling came from a large heavy tank slowly coming out from behind a mound of dirt behind the trench. In the morning light that came through the smoke of gunpowder, the heavy metallic luster on its body made many people ignore the hideous green smoke that was curling from the muzzle of the 88mm tank.

It was precisely when he saw more than a dozen such tanks that appeared one after another and destroyed seven or eight Soviet and Russian tanks in a row, and the superiors, who had always been like dead, suddenly stopped the fierce charge of urgency