What a great opportunity for meritorious service. The great Comrade Milelev will lead two battalions and a platoon to break through the stubbornly resisting Chinese defense line, advance into Chinese territory, and approach the Coulomb line, clearing the way for the large army and seizing the lead.

achievement.

At this moment, he even felt that the grassroots instructor who dared to point a gun at the Red Army battalion commander's head and usurped the command power was an idiot and an idiot, but he was definitely a person who was good at performing, but he was just unlucky.

And he has strength, luck, and basic command qualities.

Of course, the most critical thing is that the Chinese on the opposite side only have about two platoons of troops.

"Break through them, Comrade Belev, I ask you to immediately launch a fierce attack from the front, and I will lead the troops to bypass the front and outflank them from behind. Comrade Belev, please execute the order immediately."

Comrade Milelev turned around and ordered to the battalion commander who was deprived of his command by a junior instructor, who had his head drooped and smoked sullenly. Comrade Milelev, who did not bring his battalion instructor, ordered:

Just now, I was severely robbed of my momentum by a small company instructor.

"Yes, follow your orders, Comrade Milelev."

Although he was somewhat resentful about letting his troops be used as cannon fodder, Belevsky had no objection. In terms of military rank and political status, he was far inferior to the regiment political commissar in front of him. He could order himself to be shot at any time, even if

, the most brutal counterrevolutionary suppression is almost over, and the military officers are still unable to resist the political commissars.

Belev ignored the company instructor who had been suppressed by his superiors and shrank aside. Instead, he walked behind the hillocks, picked up his binoculars, and re-examined the Chinese defenses on the opposite side.

At his feet, there was a Red Army soldier who had just had his arm torn off by a Chinese gun. He was still very young, about seventeen or eighteen years old, wailing in pain and waiting for treatment.

"Lieutenant Colonel, although the Chinese do not have an advantage in numbers, they are well-trained and have much higher combat quality than our soldiers."

A company commander on the side saw that the battalion commander finally got rid of the political commissar who was clamoring for "priority of guidance" and came over to express his opinion.

Although the entire battlefield was not stalemate, it was still filled with the firing of rifles and the roar of machine guns. Occasionally, one or two artillery rounds flew towards each other, which was the firing of mortars from both sides.

There were also one or two intermittent shelling sounds that were different from mortars. It was the squadron's infantry artillery firing from a distance. The accuracy was very high. Just two cannons could suppress a large open area.

, coupled with the anti-aircraft machine guns used flatly by the Chinese ** team, blocked the entire several hundred meters wide river bank, allowing the Red Army to rush across the river on a large scale.

A battalion of the Red Army was actually blocked by a Chinese force across the river. The two armies spent 30 minutes shooting at each other. As a result, the Red Army, which lacked artillery, suffered far more casualties than those hiding behind fortifications and houses.

The Chinese National People's Congress. Most of the casualties were due to the soldiers' lack of adequate understanding of the new Chinese machine guns. As soon as the Soviet machine guns fired, the white mist that shot into the sky could immediately attract the enemy.

machine gun suppression.

"And they have a lot of firepower."

As an outstanding officer who graduated from the Kiev Infantry School, Belev participated in many operations to suppress counterrevolutionaries, and his military quality was much higher than that of the company political commissar.

He looked back at the equipment of the Red Army. Since this was a newly expanded army, most of the people came from collective farms, a small number were students who had just graduated from school, and less than a quarter were veterans. The rapid expansion

The price paid by the Soviet Red Army was a sharp decline in the quality of its soldiers. Of course, there were also those who occasionally broke into Belev's eyes. Two or even three Red Army soldiers squatted behind a shooting position. One person was responsible for loading the clip, and the other

Responsible for watching.

"What a shame for the Soviet Union."

Silently greetings in his heart, Belev did not dare to reveal the slightest bit of dissatisfaction with all this. Although his battalion's equipment is better than that of some other newly formed troops, it is still endless, except for Mosin-Nagant rifles.

, there are even old models from the October Revolution. The machine gun is an old Maxim with wheeled power, and its power is pretty good, but judging from the battle just now, the shooting accuracy and concealment, "fuck"

They are not as good as the Chinese machine guns on the opposite side.

In snowy days, there is no need to worry about the problem of machine gun cooling water. You can just grab a handful of snow and apply it, but what follows is a high-rise water mist that can be seen hundreds of meters away. The enemy does not need binoculars.

Just aim under the water mist and hit it.

As for mortars, the entire battalion does have some, but there are not enough trucks. In order to load more soldiers, most of them are still stored at the battalion headquarters, waiting for the logistics troops to pull them up on horse-drawn carriages.

As for the infantry artillery used by the Chinese, there is no more. Artillery? In this weather, the artillery is still in the Kyaktu and fortification groups.

"It would be great if the Air Force could be dispatched. We have a large number of planes deployed on the front line, which is enough to suppress the Chinese." The company commander sighed. He could always see those majestic planes flying over the sky. He laughed and laughed.

The infantry were trained in the snow, and this time, they couldn't be dispatched.

"Yeah, maybe they can be dispatched in the afternoon. The premise is that they can find enough people to clear the snow on the runway, but by then, we may have broken through the Chinese positions." Belev did not agree.

He knew his thoughts so well that he was actually a little gloating. Those damn guys usually sent the infantry to clean up the airport. This time, his battalion was on the front line. They should go find the farmers on the farm to clear the snow. Those

A delicate air force man.

"Woo..."

"careful"

A strange sound came from this direction, and the company commander who had been watching behind the hill for a long time quickly threw the battalion commander to the ground, followed immediately by a not too violent explosion.

"boom"

An ordinary explosion happened to explode in the crowd of infantry. The crowded recruits who only knew how to "shoot" were immediately swept away by the mortar. The company commander's shoulders were scratched piece by piece.

Blood flowed onto Belev's face below.

"Attack, I want you to attack Comrade Belev, attack immediately. When gunshots ring out from the flanks, if you don't attack, I will personally shoot you after the war is over."

Milelev, the political commissar of the regiment, personally led the team to the detour and uttered these harsh words.

Milev checked the company commander's injury, and in a rare move, he called two soldiers to carry him down and bandage him. He patted the snow slag on his body, turned around and shouted, "Attack, the company is ready to attack."

He knew that no matter what, he was going to launch an attack. Even if the Chinese blocked the river with weapons with a high rate of fire, he would have to rush over. Otherwise, if the ice on the river surface was completely destroyed and the cold water blocked the road,

Apart from leading the detour like Comrade Milelev, I just waited to be shot.

"Deputy company commander, the Soviets have launched a charge."

Wang Lin, the border guard squad leader of Hudaili River Post, has been leading the team to stay at the guard post. Even after two platoons of support troops arrived, he did not leave. At this time, there were insufficient troops and no one could retreat.

"It's time to attack. Why is the strength of the Soviet Red Army worse than the assessment? This is abnormal." Deputy company commander Jiang Dashan nodded. Without even using binoculars, he could see about a company of Soviet Red Army coming from behind.

They crawled out of the hills and snow pits they were hiding in, preparing to attack, while the Soviet Red Army behind them, responsible for supporting them, fired more urgently.

The banging of gunfire never stopped, the banging of mortars, and the roar of machine guns on both sides were also intertwined. Although not dense enough, it was definitely intense.

"Attention the high-tech aircraft squad, I will deal with them hard, the infantry artillery squad and the mortars, coordinate the artillery attack." In the open area, in front of the border guards carrying enough heavy weapons, the Soviet Red Army had too little hope of rushing over.

Moreover, there is a last resort, which is to blow up the ice. Although the Soviets can rush over from another place, they can delay them for a while longer.

"Don't worry, deputy company, we'll take care of him, haha"

A few old soldiers adjusted their military caps that had become sideways due to too much fun in fighting, lowered their bodies, lay down behind a low wall, and began to pack up their high-altitude machine guns and prepare to shoot.

At a distance of about two hundred meters, the flat anti-aircraft machine gun will be like harvesting wheat when the enemy lacks heavy firepower to suppress it, wiping out the evil Bolshevik Soviet Red Army.

Deputy Company Commander Jiang Dashan smiled. These veteran oilmen, he, the Deputy Company Commander, was always called Deputy Company by them. It was because of the 'Women's Federation' that he was still angry and could not express himself.

He waved and scolded with a smile, "You veteran scoundrels, you are shouting to beat the Soviets every day. Now it's better. People are lining up to rush over for you to kill. Look, those old 'mao's are different from the Tsarist Russia back then."

People don't have the same appearance. In the past, the Qing army only used knives to fight with others, but now you are fully armed. Whoever fights less or is softer, I will let you all join the 'Deputy Company' when I go back."

"Don't worry, deputy company commander, we will beat them to see Comrade Lenin."

"Hahaha……"

The soldiers were back to work, and their movements were not slow at all. Several soldiers were responsible for firing the anti-aircraft machine guns, serving the sub-belts, and adjusting the firing rate, as well as preparing the machine gun barrels.

, a soldier ready to change the barrel of a machine gun at any time.

"Ahhhhh..."

With the roar of the anti-aircraft machine gunner, he pressed the firing trigger on the back of the anti-aircraft machine gun with both hands, and the gunfire was like a curtain, and the momentum instantly overwhelmed the rifle and ordinary tearing

The machine gun fired wildly towards the open area on the opposite side.

"puff……"

Without even blinking, the Soviet Red Army, which was charging with howls and shouts of "Ula Ula!", felt as if it was suddenly hit by a strong force. The body that was charging forward immediately became flying upside down, and part of the body was also flying upside down.

Because the powerful anti-aircraft machine guns directly tore them apart, screaming for penetration. In the blink of an eye, the rampant anti-aircraft machine guns killed and maimed dozens of Soviet Red Army soldiers. None of them were ordinary injured, unless

It's a piece of shit luck that only scratched the surface of the skin.

However, the Soviet Red Army, which was severely undertrained, seemed to be unable to see such a tragedy and was still charging crazily.

Although death is terrifying in their hearts, Comrade Stalin's followers and political commissars taught them to destroy these cowardly Chinese people for the sake of the Bolsheviks. The Chinese are not terrible, they are as cowardly as they were a hundred years ago.

"fire"

The person in charge of the artillery was Duan Zhishan, the artillery platoon leader of the company. He waved his hand downwards, and the two infantry guns and six mortars placed two hundred meters behind them tilted towards the open space on the opposite river bank.

Boom boom boom...

A burst of explosions, much denser than before, came from the opposite river bank. Only mortars and infantry artillery could fire at a distance of several hundred meters. This was one of the reasons why the People's Army equipped a large number of infantry artillery.

What started to fire fiercely again with the intensive explosions was the semi-automatic rifle of the People's Army. Although most of the People's Army troops are still equipped with Chinese bolt-action single-shot rifles, some elite troops and key border defense forces have already issued them.

Semi-automatic rifle.

The era of over-emphasis on single-shot hit rate in order to save logistics and war costs has passed. Increasing the "fire" rate and emphasizing the firepower intensity of unit troops are one of the People's Army's army building purposes.

"The Soviets' first wave of charge was repulsed."

Jiang Dashan breathed a sigh of relief. The river was like a barrier, but it was everyone's hope. Jiang Dashan included. He neither wanted the Soviets to rush over and invade China's territorial sovereignty, nor did he want to destroy the ice and leave the Soviets behind.

, kill more of them, and fight for a while, this is the idea of ​​many people. Only when nothing can be done, they will concentrate on blowing up the river surface.

"Deputy company commander, company headquarters phone number." the signal soldier shouted.

"Hey, I'm Jiang Dashan...Yes, I understand."
To be continued...