Battalion commander Zhang Jinsong finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was able to repel the enemy with the ferocious firepower of the reconnaissance battalion, which showed that his decision was correct, Zhang Jinsong, the old Eighth Road, also knew the characteristics of the cavalry of the Ma Jiajun, that is, the revenge psychology was extremely strong, sometimes reckless and reckless, and the 258th Division would never let its two or three hundred people go away.

Ma Jiajun's troops were invincible in Gansu, Qinghai and Ningxia, and no one or group dared to go against their will, so they developed the arrogant and domineering character of these people, such people and troops could not suffer losses, and they had to find a way to retaliate back no matter whether they were right or wrong.

What Zhang Jinsong wants to take advantage of now is this characteristic of the enemy, knock it hard first, and then continue to run, since it is easy for them to catch up, what they are afraid of is that they will not chase, as long as they catch up, there will be very hope for completing the task assigned by the brigade commander.

The soldiers of the reconnaissance battalion were equipped with five magazines full of bullets in the first five of xiōng, which seemed to be more than tǐng, but the consumption of the battle was also very fast, and the five magazines could not last too long.

The bullets in a magazine are only enough for a few bursts, and they are fired out in more than ten or twenty seconds, but the bullets have to come one by one, and they can't get there as fast as they want, so the soldiers all seize the opportunity to immediately press a few rounds on the empty magazine when they have a little time, so as to prepare for the next battle.

A regiment went up, and it didn't take long for hundreds of casualties to run back, just like a hooligan who was making trouble everywhere was hit head-on, and this time it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and all the men and horses of the 258th Division rushed over in three directions.

The division commander Ma Desheng was annoyed and ashamed, if the cavalry of a division can't even solve the problem of two or three hundred communist troops, he should really die, and he won't want his face in the future.

The cavalry unit like a dark cloud rolled over from a distance, and the battalion commander Zhang Jinsong looked at the platoon of Chang Ning Erzi who was still shooting behind and shouted angrily, telling him to withdraw quickly, if he didn't leave, he couldn't retreat, the work done by the reconnaissance battalion was like walking a tightrope, and if he didn't get it right, he would have to be dumpled by the enemy, not only would he sacrifice in vain but he would not be able to complete the task assigned by his superiors, and no one would be stupid enough to think that with these two or three hundred soldiers, he would be able to beat back the enemy of a division, and the last time he could take the enemy back of a regiment, there was the factor that the enemy underestimated the enemy.

Imagine if the enemy did not charge indiscriminately, but surrounded it in several directions, would the warriors still be able to repel the enemy without any casualties?

The answer was no, and dozens of wagons sped away again, because the load on the carts was not large, only a few pockets of sand and a few warriors, and the rest of the pockets were filled with grass, which had no weight, and the speed of the carriage was not slow.

The black and flickering cavalry troops are divided into three roads, one from the front, and the other two from both sides, Ma Desheng has also learned to be smart, isn't the firepower of the communist army very fierce, this time it depends on what you do, as long as you are caught up by my cavalry, the heads of these hundreds of communist troops will fall to the ground.

The fierce gunfire rang out again, and Zhang Jinsong and the soldiers, like last time, shot desperately with the weapons in their hands, delayed the speed of the cavalry with a dense rain of bullets, shot and shot, and brought them to the ambush position of the ** brigade before the enemy caught up, so that the task could be considered a successful completion.

But this time was different, the enemy's cavalry rushed up from three directions, so the firepower of the soldiers inevitably had to deal with the enemy in three directions, and this time it was obvious that the weakness of the few people was visible, and the firepower on the car was immediately thinned out in three directions.

The method of outflanking from both sides of the 258th Division of the Ma Jiajun was still effective, although the soldiers were still firing, but the effect was much worse, and dozens of submachine guns were not enough to deal with the enemy attacking from one direction.

The sound of the soldiers of the 258th Division falling off their horses was endless, and the eyes of the division commander Ma Desheng became more and more bloody, but he did not expect that it would take so much effort to deal with a communist transport team, and the losses were too great, this guy secretly made up his mind in his heart, and he would rush forward to cut off the head of the communist army and hang it on the horse's neck, just like attacking the Red Army's Western Route Army more than ten years ago.

The cavalry chased closer and closer, and gradually approached to the distance of Ning Erzi and them at the rear, only more than 100 meters away, and immediately the hideous faces of the soldiers were clearly visible, Zhang Jin shouted anxiously in the walkie-talkie: "Rate of fire, rate of fire, increase the rate of fire, don't aim at anything, shoot all the bullets on your body." ”

In fact, there is no need for the battalion commander to remind the soldiers to know what to do, the submachine gun in his hand keeps screaming, the interval between the three shots is getting denser and denser, and then it becomes a trigger and does not let go, a magazine is exhausted in a few clicks, and the soldiers and war horses are chopping and pulling down, but no matter how desperately the soldiers shoot, they can't stop the cavalry troops rushing up like water.

A soldier lay on the side of Ning Erzi's ear and shouted anxiously: "Platoon commander, the barrel of my gun is red, what should I do?" ”

Ning Erzi only found out at this time, not to mention this soldier, even the submachine gun in his hand is going to be red, the submachine gun is different from the machine gun, there is no spare barrel to replace, the soldiers each have one, they can only rely on natural cooling, at this time, if they are popular, they will die.

Ning Erzi's head turned vigorously, don't worry, don't worry, like the brigade commander, come up with a way at a critical moment, there is an idiom called urgency makes wisdom, Ning Erzi really came up with a way when he was in a hurry: "Hurry up, untie the kettle on your body and pour water on the gun." ”

The soldier who was reminded patted his head, untied the kettle and poured water on the barrel of the gun, and suddenly a puff of white smoke came out, the method was very effective, but it took time, some soldiers hurriedly threw away the red submachine gun, pulled out the shell gun on their body, and shot backwards regardless of it.

Scouts, all of them are double guys, and the shell gun is the longest-range weapon in the pistol, in addition to a few commonly used names, there is also a call assault pistol, which is also used at this time.

The cavalry that caught up approached little by little under the rain of bullets, and the division commander Ma Desheng also mixed with the soldiers of the brigade to charge, this guy saw the movements of the soldiers of the reconnaissance battalion very clearly, and also figured out that the person being chased must not be an ordinary communist unit, how could an ordinary army make every soldier a double guy, and he couldn't afford to get it if he wanted to.

Just when the cavalry of the 258th Division was still more than fifty meters away from the carriage, Zhang Jinsong shouted: "Grenade ready, ready to throw." ”

Dozens of grenades were thrown at once, and some people will ask why two or three hundred fighters only threw a few dozen grenades, and the reason is very simple, because only the fighters in the last few carriages can throw grenades, and it is very likely that others will injure their own people if they throw grenades indiscriminately.

Even so, throwing a grenade like this is very dangerous, but at this time, it doesn't care about any danger or not, and the way to slow down the enemy's speed is a good way.

Boom, boom explosions rang out behind the running wagon, and the grenades had a few seconds of extended time, and after being thrown, they exploded in the ranks of the cavalry, and the soldiers on the horses and the running horses were constantly blown upside down.

The cavalry of the Green Horse Army that caught up was so dense that each exploding grenade could take a few lives, and the speed of the impact was somewhat slower due to the interference of the explosion of such a grenade.

The division commander Ma Desheng was so angry that he was about to go crazy, and the six or seven thousand cavalry of a whole division had not taken down these hundreds of communist troops with such great effort, and this guy shouted wildly: "Spread out, don't be afraid of the grenades of the communist army, they can't throw much, rush up from both sides and hack them to death." ”

In the frenzied pursuit of the 258th Division, it ran out at a distance of several kilometers, and the chasing and chased men and horses were not far from the ambush position of the ** brigade, and the people on the position could see it clearly without binoculars.

Seeing that the enemy's brigade of cavalry was getting closer and closer to the dozens of carriages of the scouts, and that they were about to be surrounded in a while, the soldiers in the trenches were anxious to shoot the big tuǐ, hurry, hurry, hurry.

The third battalion commander Ma Changsheng had a very good relationship with Zhang Jinsong, and when he saw that the scouts were being chased urgently, this guy almost rushed out, and kept walking back and forth in his battalion command post.

Political Commissar Wang Chengde was also a little unable to sit still, and this old Eighth Road couldn't help but discuss with Li Yong: "Dayong, do you want our long-range artillery to support you?" Zhang Jinsong and Ning Erzi, they are too dangerous. ”

Li Yong's hand holding the telescope has not been put down: "No, the enemy is not a fool, as soon as the artillery fire sounds, our purpose will be violent, wait a minute, I believe our scouts will definitely be able to complete the task." ”

Just as Li Yong and Wang Chengde were talking, Zhang Jinsong and dozens of carriages ran into the ditch where the ** brigade set up an ambush position, and after turning a corner, they rushed in at once.

The officer who charged with Ma Desheng, the commander of the 258th Division, reminded: "Big brother, the communist army has run into a ditch, the terrain here is unfavorable to us, and the advantage of the cavalry cannot be brought into play, is it ..........?" ”

At this time, Ma Desheng couldn't listen to anyone's words, what ditch is not ditch, what can I do if there is a ditch, can I still do my cavalry on these two gentle slopes? Lao Tzu can level these two slopes with a single charge.

The officer who followed Ma Desheng saw that the reminder had no effect, so he had to chase forward with the team, and no one could stop at this time.

There are six or seven thousand cavalry, which is all the men and horses of the 258th Division of the Ma Family Army, so many men and horses are pouring in like a tide, and the sound of rumbling horses' hooves trampling the earth can be heard far and wide

The Beacon Years of Youth Chapter 397 Special Mission Seven (Positive