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The shelling continued for more than two hours, and finally stopped firing at dark.

The moment the shelling stopped, there was an eerie calm.

The position in front of the Twin Cities was a mess at this time, and the frozen soot slag piled on the trenches was shattered by the shock, and most of them flew around, and they were as soft as sand, and they reached their knees when they stepped down.

The timber that had been used as a frame was broken and torn apart, and sawdust was scattered across the position. The soldiers in the trenches were not damaged, and the trenches were not blown up, but the leaking ice slag made everyone's faces black. This is not caused by the smoke of gunpowder, but the ice slag is wrapped in soot slag, and after melting on the skin, it causes one by one to be painted as Bao Gong.

After confirming that the shelling was over, it was already dark.

"It's our turn! Don't be silent! ”

The civilians of the twin cities waiting to support the front line picked up their home tricks one after another, and rushed to the position a few kilometers away with silent shouts.

They knew better than anyone that if the advance army was defeated, their days would not continue. This had been firmly instilled in their minds a few days earlier with constant speeches and propaganda.

When the advance army came, it not only gave food for the winter, but also advertised that it would not collect land rent for two years, and if you have the ability, you will open up the wasteland, and the grain within two years will maintain the current price, and the advance army will collect it all, which means that their hard days are over. But once the advance army is gone, it will be difficult for them to survive in front of the crazy Japanese army, let alone farming and eating.

They do not have the noble sentiment of defending their homes and the country, and they do not have the great truth that it is difficult to save the country if the country is in trouble, and they just want to farm the land and eat in peace.

In this simple idea. Fifty or sixty thousand peasants, workers, men and women over the age of 15 and under the age of 60, quietly went to the battlefield in the dark night.

The Japanese did not dare to attack at night. They also did not dare to launch artillery strikes at night. If then, they will be live targets on the unsheltered plains in the cold night, exposing their artillery bases. That's it, and those bulky cannons are frequently transferred.

Crowds of people poured into the position in the silent night. The slag of coal ash that had been piled up behind the position was carried to the trench in basket after basket. A few days ago, the frozen layer was slowly roasted with fire, and in the wells that were dug out, buckets of cold and biting well water were shaken up by the wheels, and then a load of them was carried to the trenches that had been leveled. With a stabbing and stabbing freeze, it was splashed on the new roof of the trench.

"Okay here, go over there and water ......"

"Here's the ...... of the earthen basket"

"There is still a lack of wood ......"

With the whispered shouts one after another, groups of silent sailors were busy on the position.

At night, the temperature is getting colder and lower, and the water on it freezes faster and faster.

Since five o'clock, tens of thousands of people have been busy. Sections of trenches were restored to their original state under the busyness of the navy. And depending on the degree of shelling during the day, it was thickened by at least a meter.

The fighters in the trenches were evacuated to the communication trenches behind. There was a fire for heating burning in it. There were pots of coke in there, emitting heat.

They hurriedly washed their hands and faces with snow, sat around the fire and ate white flour sauerkraut, radish, cabbage meat buns, drank potato soup, and felt the intimate support of the people for them.

"Why is there such a big difference in treatment?"

A veteran of the Northeast Army sighed as he ate steaming meat buns and looked at the buckets of potato soup that were still being transported.

They are also good with Lao Zhang. Xiao Zhang is not careful, but when he was busy with the war, in addition to gnawing on meat, he was nibbling on cold bud rice noodles and big cakes, and he drank either cold water in the ditch or snow on the ground, and no ordinary people had ever taken the initiative to cook for them. Even if you forcibly arrest your husband. It's also something that's half-baked, or maybe saliva and sloppiness in the nostrils. Garbage.

Dong Ku took the guards to patrol the position, he looked at the quietly busy figures, moved, but also understood that the victory of the war should stand on the shoulders of the people is really true.

These people don't want to get paid, no one talks about the price, no one shouts tired. This kind of spontaneity fully explains the origin of the victory of the older generation in the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression.

Over time, the trenches were quickly frozen high, and sections of trenches not only recovered to their original state, but also increased in thickness and widen. This gave him reason to believe that even if he bombarded for a day tomorrow, he would maintain the integrity of the position.

The Japanese soldiers were also eating there, and their food was naturally good, and the seafood that had just been transported from the mainland was distributed to the soldiers, except that they could not drink, the rest was almost all else.

Their artillery positions were unlit one by one, and the directions were placed 300 meters away, and the artillery was tightly surrounded.

Not far from one of their well-defended artillery positions, an inaudible voice said: "Squad leader, this heavy artillery position has not been fired, and it is difficult for our artillery to bombard them from the opposite side, and the shells are blocked by earth bags." ”

In the dark light, the squad leader looked at what seemed to be a pond or an artillery position in a small lake by starlight, and stretched out his thumb to keep calculating.

Half a sound, he said confidently: "Our No. 5 and No. 6 are from here, yes, that is, the side can hit that cannon......"

The Japanese artillery positions had been marked by scouts during the day, and although they were constantly moving, the places that had been carved out would still be used by them.

The scouts remember the order to find the opponent's heavy fire position, otherwise, even if they do not pose a threat to the artillery on their side, the explosion will affect the normal fire output of the position.

Everything was carried out in concealment, and the position here slowly recovered its original appearance under the splash of a single water, and at ten o'clock, the restoration of the entire position was finally completed.

As the crowd receded, the fortresses stood up firmly, like a sleeping dragon, coiled on this brown earth.

In the early morning, when the sun was not yet revealed, the Japanese artillery roared again, but because the sight was not good in the morning, although there was no fog, the change in the area that had been bombed for several hours in the distance was not noticed by the Japanese who got up early to carry out the bombardment.

Booming explosions. The fighters, who had rested all night and were very energetic, had also eaten and drunk enough and entered the position.

"Huh?"

One of the warriors looked at the top of his head in confusion at the sound of the explosion, and he noticed that there were more ice skates on the ground, and there were some ice streams hanging from the lids on them, but they were not long. It's not stout either.

As the first person looked up, more people noticed the change. There is no more slag on the top of the head, and there is no ice slag that will fall and die with the sand and dust yesterday evening.

"Ha Lu Ha! The top of the head is firm again!! ”

A veteran of the Northeast Army had already prepared the idea of finding a place to take refuge in the damage of today's position, but he unexpectedly found that the explosion overhead was the same as the explosion at the beginning of yesterday, the sound was very muffled, at least on the cover a few meters later.

The discovery quickly spread through all the trenches, and everyone discovered this strange thing. The precarious trenches are solid again.

The same is true in Qiqihar, but the thickness of their trenches was thicker than that here earlier, so after the bombardment, the time and speed of repair are also faster than those in Harbin.

On the Harbin side, the soldiers in the trenches talked one after another. I don't know how this came about.

"Use your bayonets to knock off the ice skates above your heads and flatten the ice gada on the ground. Don't hurt someone in a moment. ”

As the voices sounded, the soldiers remembered that the ice above their heads was pointed, and if it fell, it would not be a big problem on their bodies, and they had thick cotton jackets and cotton pants, but the neck was that. Thereupon. They all moved, knocked off by the ice skates hanging overhead, and cleared out of the position.

The shelling, at about eight o'clock in the morning, began to intensify after the Japanese troops were all fed. A new round of shelling began.

The news of the battle in the two cities did not reach Harbin, and the faint sound of artillery did not delay the busy work of the recruits and various departments in Harbin, who were still doing their own work, thinking that it was training.

The shelling lasted for more than two hours and finally stopped, and at noon, a group of Japanese soldiers with guns in their hands approached the open ground in the smoke of gunpowder, apparently preparing to test the firepower on this side.

"The little devil is up!!"

After receiving the report from the forward concealed observation post, shouts of preparation for battle sounded in the position.

The soldiers, who were already immune to the roar, were chatting first, and when they heard the shouts, they quickly rushed to the firing port one by one, and in the click of the machine gun, the nose of the aircraft was wide open, and their mouths were wide open, waiting for the appearance of the Japanese army.

In the smoke drifting, the Japanese army was in a straggler formation on the snow that had become hard and solid.

"No shooting, no shooting, no machine guns shooting!!"

Shouts echoed through the trenches, and sniper rifles poked out of their firing ports.

The Japanese army came to test it, and when they were three or four hundred meters away from the dark position, they lay down, waited for a while, and saw that there was no movement, so they got up and touched forward, and cautiously approached forward.

"About 400 devils, a little less ......"

A veteran company commander put down the binoculars and said: "Give me a little spirit for a while, and then shoot within 100 meters, according to the requirements of shooting training, three points into a line, it doesn't matter where you hit, it is to practice guns!" ”

The Japanese knew that their arrival was a target. As they got closer, they saw the position, and when they saw the trench that didn't seem to be broken, they didn't dare to advance.

But at this moment, a thumping gunfire suddenly rang out, and a splash of bullets flew everywhere on the ground and in the sky.

"Retreat!!"

The Japanese shouted and retreated backwards.

But how could it be so easy for them to retreat, at least a thousand guns were aimed at them on the side that was close, although most of them could not hit the target, but under the random guns, they were not spared.

Looking at the running figure, those snipers pulled the trigger steadily, and the semi-automatic of ten bullets exerted its greatest power at this moment, and in the sound of poof, those fleeing Japanese soldiers were lying on the ground at the moment when the bullets flew.

The four or five hundred Japanese soldiers didn't even bother to shoot, and in just a minute or two, there were not dozens of people who could escape back.

"Yaga!!"

A forward-looking Osaku cursed, put down the binoculars and picked up the phone.

A few minutes later, there was another whistling sound, and shells rained down again.

"! There are a lot of shells, right? ”

One of the soldiers looked up at the top of his head, still strong, and cursed at the smoke outside the firing port.

This time, the Japanese did not stop halfway, and the shelling continued for a whole day, and only in the evening did it stop.

When the fighters withdrew from their positions. When they rushed back to the trench to eat and prepare for the night, they really wanted to get out of the tunnel-like trench or tunnel to see how the position had been repaired and looked stronger.

The sky is gradually getting dark, and the noisy bubbles make the originally nervous people gradually relax their minds, and with the shouting, a new round of water transportation by the water army has begun.

A large pile of coal ash and slag that had just arrived from Harbin behind the position was sent to the position, and buckets of well water were splashed again......

Dong Ku looked at the extent of damage on the position at this time. Whispered to the person in charge of the night repair who followed: "Thicken it by one meter and clean up all the debris in front of the trench, or the firing ports will be buried." ”

"Yes!"

Several people dispersed, and as they left, the repair proceeded in an orderly manner.

In Rujun's barracks, the generals and officers all gathered together at this time to study why the other party's position was not collapsed. Based on the observations of the Japanese troops who had been brought back, they came to the conclusion that the enemy's positions had not been damaged much after several hours of shelling yesterday. Today's bombardment is twice as high as yesterday's, and the results cannot be seen in the smoke of gunfire, and it is not known to know the extent of the destruction of the road position.

"Get up early tomorrow and send out the observation soldiers, get as close as you can, and see the results of the bombardment!" Lieutenant General Ichiro Kui, who was in charge of the Harbin commander-in-chief, ordered.

"Hayi!"

The Japanese major general who was named stood up and shouted his orders.

When Dong Ku turned back to the back of the position, he looked at the coal ash slag that had only arrived this afternoon and went down for the most part, and turned his head to Sun Tao, who was in charge of contacting the rear supply, and said: "We still need to increase the transportation of coal ash slag, and the shelling will be more fierce tomorrow." ”

"Yes! Captain! I'm going to contact Harbin. Sun Tao took the order and left. When Dong Ku returned to the command post, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, and he sent a telegram to General Zhao uneasily.

Soon General Zhao called back, and the Japanese army did not attack on the opposite side of the river bridge, but set up a position to bully him without artillery, and bombarded him vigorously. However, the position was built from the beginning, the shelling did not cause damage to the personnel, and with the efforts of the naval army, it was not difficult to repair, but the supply of coal ash and slag was not available, so as a last resort, a piece of ground was blown up with explosives in the rear, and the soil inside was cut and spread on the snow, and after it was frozen, it was collected into piles and used as repairs.

Take the frozen soil?

Dong Ku looked at the telegram and praised General Zhao's approach. In this way, it was difficult for the Japanese artillery shells to maintain an uninterrupted bombardment, and when they were consumed to a certain extent, that is, their offensive began. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )