Groups of Soviet Russian Red Army soldiers were knocked down by enemy artillery at a distance of two to one thousand meters from the enemy position, rows of Soviet Russian soldiers fell from three hundred to five hundred meters from the enemy position, the Chinese shells did not hesitate to take the lives of thousands of Soviet Russian soldiers, and the Chinese bullets swept the Russian boys like raindrops.

"It can't be like this, it can't be like this, the casualties are too big, the casualties are too big!" Zigzovsky shouted again, he turned to the commander and said: "Are you going to murder all the boys?" ”

Tukhachevsky's eyes were red, he took out his pistol and put it on Sigzovsky's head and said: "Shut up, don't question my orders!" Everyone hurriedly pulled him away, and Sigzovsky was embarrassed and indignant, and left the headquarters to shave his hair and return to his barracks, while Tukhachevsky continued to attack, attack, despite the opposition of the staff officers!

Responsible for the defense of the frontal poplar salient is the 42nd Brigade of the 15th Division of the Northeast Frontier Army, and the brigade commander is Xizhong, who was responsible for the defeat when he was on the Italian and Austrian fronts.

Although Xi Zhong was a fraud defeat that time, many people mistakenly thought that he was really defeated and embarrassed the Chinese ** people, and even his own wife Yu did not believe that he was a fraud in Europe, which made him very hurt. Wang Maoru learned that Xizhong had been wronged, so he handed over the frontal defense battlefield to him, and also asked him to prove himself.

Seventy percent of the 42 nd Brigade are Shandong soldiers and 30 percent are European Shandong laborers, and although these labor-born soldiers may not be brave in battle, their ability to dig trenches is first-class.

At this time, Zang Hao, the platoon commander of the 3rd Company and 2nd Platoon of the 1st Battalion of the 124th Regiment of the 42nd Brigade, scolded Long Ergou on the side: "What the hell are you humming?" Death to you? "Didn't Zang Hao shave his hair in Chapter 488 of Volume 3000 Ancient Miracles, why is he here? It turned out that before leaving, Zang Hao wrote a letter of war to Wang Maoru, the governor of Northeast China, several times, and He Anding knew that Wang Maoru wanted to protect him, so he handed the letter to Wang Maoru. Wang Maoru specially approved, Zang Hao made meritorious service for his crimes, and was transferred to the 15th Division as the acting platoon commander, so Zang Hao came to Xizhong's subordinates and became a small platoon commander.

Zang Hao was transferred here, and of course two other people also came, they were Zang Hao's best friends. One is Lao Xiao, who just got married, and the other is the unconcerned Long Ergou, Zang Hao said how can you two have to come, Lao Xiao said that you and I saved my wife's lives, where are you and where I am, I will follow you in this life. The reason for Long Ergou is that your nickname is Tibetan Mastiff, and my nickname is Ergouzi, we are the same kind and must not be separated. Zang Hao's reason for this old Xiao is acceptable, but the reason for Long Ergou is that he can't cry or laugh, and scolds you for being a dog.

Although it is noisy on the surface, you scold me and I scold you, but in private, Zang Hao is really closer to these two brothers than relatives, he was originally a prodigal, although there is Miru Apricot waiting for his return at home, he really doesn't have much affection for this woman, and he is still an adventurous guy in his bones.

"Come on, come on." Observing the sentry squad noodles and shouting with a Shandong Jiaodong accent.

Zang Hao stretched out his neck to look at it, and scolded: "Is he still ** far away...... No, these guys are stupid? Why didn't you even shoot the cannon yet, so you didn't rush up stupidly? Then he shouted loudly: "The first and second shifts are ready, the third shift is ready to support, brothers, shave!" ”

"Shave!" The men of the 2nd platoon shouted happily.

The meaning of this shaving is to kill the old hair, Zang Hao gave the old hairer a nickname called shaving, and it was spread by everyone for a while, and everyone liked this name.

"Without my life, no one is allowed to shoot in advance, do you know?" Zang Hao instructed.

"Got the platoon commander."

Zang Hao's eyes stared at the Russian soldier who rushed up with a gun and a heavy machine gun with a hideous face, and counted the distance in his heart, "Eight hundred meters, eight hundred and fifty meters, seven hundred meters, seven hundred and fifty meters, **, when they rush up, they are estimated to be tired of their only son, haha, are these old hairy men stupid*?" He muttered to himself, looked back at the company commander, and then pulled the sentry squad noodles and said, "Sue the platoon commander, the infantry artillery should be shot, keep the cubs?" ”

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

This is not the sound of infantry artillery, but the sound of field artillery and howitzers, one field cannon overturns seven or eight Russian soldiers, and one howitzer is enough to blow up a dozen Red Army soldiers, and the Chinese soldiers who are lying in the trenches watching are stunned and unbelievable the power of this cannon. During the festival, I saw firecrackers being blown apart, but it was really uncomfortable to see a living person being blown apart.

Seeing that the soldiers were stupid one by one, Zang Hao used words to stir up momentum, and he reflexively scolded loudly: "Grandma's artillery is always like this, grinding and chirping everything they do, no matter how they calculate, everyone has rushed to 500 meters." Seeing his subordinates stupidly watching the artillery bombarding the enemy, he got up and kicked from the head of the platoon to the end of the platoon, and said: "Damn, what about the war, watch the show, the enemy is coming, why are you staring, are you blind?" "The soldiers hurriedly gathered their minds and prepared to deal with the Russian soldiers who had waded through the artillery fire.

In order to prevent accidental injury, the howitzer extended to the rear of Soviet Russia, and the field artillery also stopped bombing, and the infantry artillery opened fire at this time.

"It's four hundred meters, the enemy's bullets can hit us, brothers, pay attention, don't be injured, bring me the helmet, just show your eyes, don't show his big face!" Zang Hao continued to shout.

At 400 meters, some of the Soviet and Russian soldiers lay on the ground and shot back, and some of the soldiers continued to charge with their waists bent, and the Soviet Russian bullets hit far and powerfully, and often the bullets hit the helmets of Chinese soldiers and could directly break the helmets. Two of Zang Hao's soldiers were shot in helmets and died, and he scolded the logistics of producing helmets as he alerted the soldiers before ordering the riflemen to shoot back.

Compared with the Japanese Type 38 rifle that these soldiers were accustomed to, the E1 rifle had a shorter effective firing range and greater recoil, making it more difficult to master the trajectory, while the Type 38 rifle had a long muzzle and stable trajectory, which was easy to train and the shooter training time was shorter. The 15th Division was born out of the 2nd Division of the All-Japan Army, and most of the soldiers were more familiar with the Type 38 rifle, but they were really not familiar with the E1 rifle.

Of course, there were still a few Type 38 rifles left in the army, which were for sharpshooters and Japanese instructors, and they didn't have half a sharpshooter in this platoon.

The Russian attack was once again beaten back, and the only living Russian soldier on the ground hurriedly got up and retreated, Zang Hao grabbed the rifle of the person next to him, aimed and fired, and a Russian soldier fell. He quickly flicked the bolt of his gun and fired several shots, each time a Russian who tried to get up fell to the ground again. The soldiers under him cheered loudly, and they all said that the platoon commander was a sharpshooter.

At this time, the gunfire unique to the Japanese Type 38 rifle rang out in the other direction, and a Soviet Russian soldier was shot in the head, his head shattered like a watermelon, and his body fell to the ground in a daze.

Zang Hao looked over along the voice on the battlefield, and it turned out to be the Japanese instructor Miura Hoshiyuki in their company, who was holding a Type 38 rifle at this time, and called the living Russian soldiers one by one.

"Eh, I'll go, don't you talk to me." Zang Hao rolled up his sleeves and said to his subordinates: "Count it for me, and count it for him." ”

Miura Xingzhi seemed to know what Zang Hao meant, he knew that this thorn was a veteran, and he also had a hint of competition in his heart, to see if you Chinese veterans were powerful or our Japanese instructors were powerful, he stretched out an index finger at Zang Hao and shook it.

"Your uncle, the person who called me was not born yet." Zang Hao couldn't stand the anger of the Japanese, so he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to work.

So the two of them competed vigorously, and the Soviet and Russian soldiers at a distance of three or four hundred meters were unlucky, and all those who stood up were killed with one shot.

When no Russian soldiers stood up again, Zang Hao's subordinates applauded: "Platoon commander, you kill eighteen, he kills ten, you win!" You put the Japanese instructor to win! The corners of Zang Hao's mouth cracked and laughed, this competition is to win in the change of bullets, the E1 rifle is a thumb bolt, and the use of a ten-round magazine, much faster than the Japanese-style 38-type five-round magazine, Zang Hao won at speed.

Zang Hao jumped back into the trench and said, "Brothers, what's the matter, our Chinese guns are stronger than the Japanese, have you counted how many shots I fired just now?" How many shots did the Japanese instructor fire, haha, we fight each other or I can't beat him, if there are a hundred of me and a hundred of him, I will definitely kill him. Our Fire Refining Beads also have the advantage of Fire Refining Beads, don't complain in the future, you know? ”

"Yes." The soldiers were convinced.

The Japanese instructor Miura Hoshiyuki walked over, and when he arrived in front of Zang Hao, he saw Zang Hao chatting with the soldiers with a cigarette in his mouth, and said, "You are very powerful." ”

"Generally, there are a lot of them in a squadron like me." Zang Hao replied.

Long Ergou smiled: "Yes, a lot." ”

Lao Xiao shook his head and said, "He's not going to be able to do it!" ”

Miura Xingzhi knew that they did it on purpose, this was Chinese-style treacherous, these veteran soldiers were China's elite soldiers, and the Japanese also admired the strong very much, so he said: "Very good, I hope we will have another competition next time, but don't take advantage of firearms." ”

Zang Hao said: "Who is afraid of whom? Come on! ”

Soon the second attack of the Russian soldiers began, this time under the cover of artillery and heavy machine guns, the Russian soldiers were fully prepared, no longer blindly optimistic charge, they still shot in a skirmish line, similar to the Japanese Banzai charge.

Zang Hao laughed and said: "Brothers, remember, three hundred meters, rifle shooting, two hundred meters machine gun shooting, one hundred and fifty meters, submachine gun shooting, fifty meters, grenades!" Shave! "Hand typed, offer this book txt download.

"Shave!" All the soldiers shouted frantically, really integrated into the battlefield, every soldier will appear hysterical, their nerves are sensitive and excited, some fragile soldiers will have mental illness after a war, but more people will persevere, numb to it, so that they can really become killing machines!!