Groups of Soviet Red Army soldiers were knocked down by the enemy's artillery and were between two and one thousand meters away from the enemy's position. Rows of Soviet Russian soldiers fell between three to five hundred meters away from the enemy's position. The Chinese shells took away the lives of thousands of Soviet Russian soldiers without hesitation, and the Chinese bullets swept the Russian young men like raindrops.

"No, no, no, the casualties are too great, the casualties are too great!" Zigzowski shouted again, and he turned to the commander and said, "Are you going to murder all the young men?"

Tukhachevsky's eyes were red, and he took out his pistol and pressed it on Zigzovsky's head, saying, "Shut up, don't question my order!" Everyone quickly pulled him away. Zigzavsky was so embarrassed that he left the headquarters. Chapter 488: Shave the hair and return to his own military camp. Tukhachevsky continued to attack and attack despite the opposition of the staff!

The 42nd Brigade of the 15th Division of the Northeast Frontier Defense Army was responsible for the defense of the Yang Shulin protrusion unit in front. The brigade commander was Xi Zhong, who was responsible for the fraudulent defeat when he was on the front line of O. This time, he handed over the front defense battlefield to him, which was also a chance to prove himself.

Although Xizhong was a fraudulent defeat that time, many people mistakenly thought that he was really defeated, which embarrassed the people of the Chinese nation. Even his own wife Yu Shi did not believe that he was a fraudulent defeat in Europe, which hurt him very much. Wang Maoru learned that Xizhong was wronged, so he handed over the frontal defense battlefield to him, and asked him to prove himself.

Seventy percent of the 42nd Brigade were Shandong-joining troops, and thirty percent were Shandong-joining workers in Europe. Although these soldiers from labor may not be brave in fighting, their ability to dig trenches was first-class. After learning the "z-shaped" trenches unique to the Northeast Frontier Defense Forces, they dug fast and standard, and the trenches were extremely strong.

At this time, Zang Hao, the platoon leader of the 2nd platoon of the 3rd Company of the 124th Regiment of the 42nd Brigade, sitting in the trench, cursed at Long Ergou, "Damn you, what are you humming? Are you going to die?" Didn't Zang Hao be locked in Volume 3, Chapter 488 of the Great Ages of Eternal Merits? Why are you here? It turned out that before departure, Zang Hao wrote a letter of war to the Northeast Governor Wang Maoru several times. He Anding knew that Wang Maoru wanted to protect him, so he handed the letter to Wang Maoru. Wang Maoru specially approved that Zang Hao made meritorious contributions and was transferred to the 15th Division to serve as the acting platoon leader. So Zang Hao came to Xizhong's men and became a small platoon leader.

Zang Hao was transferred here, and of course two others came, they were Zang Hao's best friends. One was Lao Xiao who had just gotten married, and the other was Long Ergou who was careless. Zang Hao said that you were both here, and Lao Xiao said that you saved my wife's life. Wherever you are, I will decide you in this life. Long Ergou's reason is that your nickname is Tibetan Mastiff, and I am nicknamed Ergou. We are of the same type and we must never separate. Zang Hao is acceptable to this Lao Xiao, but his reason is that Long Ergou is laughing and crying, and he scolds you that the damn dog is.

Although it is noisy on the surface, you scold me and I scold you, Zang Hao is really closer to these two brothers than his relatives in private. He was originally a slut, and although Mi Liu Xingzi was waiting for his return at home, he really didn't have much affection for this woman, and he was still an adventurous guy at heart.

"Come on, come on." Observing Sentinel Banping shouted in a Shandong Jiaodong accent.

Zang Hao stretched out his neck and looked at it, cursing, "I'm going to be far away... No, this group of people are stupid? Why are they rushing up before they even fired the cannon?" He shouted loudly, "Squad 1 and 2 are ready, and Squad 3 is ready to support. Brothers, shaved!"

"Shad it!" The subordinates of the 2nd row shouted happily.

The meaning of shaving is to kill the old men. Zang Hao gave the name of shaving the old men. It was spread by everyone for a while. Everyone likes this name.

"I'm not alive, no one is allowed to shoot in advance, do you know?" Zang Hao instructed.

"I know the platoon leader."

Zang Hao stared at the Soviet soldiers who were rushing up under the cover of heavy machine guns with a hideous face. He counted the distance in his heart, "Eight hundred meters, 850 meters, 700 meters, 750 meters, **, they would probably be exhausted when they rushed up, haha, are these Russians stupid?" He said to himself, turned around and looked at the company commander, then pulled the sentry squad and said, "Tell the platoon leader, the infantry cannon is time to shoot, so keep the baby?"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

This is not the sound of infantry cannons, but the sound of field cannons and howitzers. A field cannon overturned seven or eight Soviet soldiers, and a howitzer was enough to break up a dozen Red Army soldiers. The Chinese soldiers lying in the trenches were stunned and unbelievable the power of the cannon. During the festival, I saw firecrackers being blown up, but I felt so uncomfortable when I saw a living person being blown up.

Seeing the soldiers being stupid, Zang Hao started to stir up his momentum with words. He turned around and scolded loudly: "Grandma's artillery always does this. He is whining about everything. How to calculate it? They have rushed to five hundred meters." Seeing his subordinates foolishly watching the cannons bomb the enemy, they got up and kicked them from the front to the rear, and said: "Damn it, you guys are watching the show when fighting. The enemy is coming. How are you still staring at me?" The soldiers quickly calmed down and prepared to deal with the Soviet soldiers who had been wade through the fire.

In order to prevent accidental injury, howitzers extended to the rear of the Soviet Union and fired, and the field artillery also stopped bombing. The infantry artillery opened fire at this time. Facing Soviet soldiers attacking in scattered lines, infantry artillery best reflects artillery technology.

"It's four hundred meters, the enemy bullets can catch us. Brothers, please be careful, don't be hurt, bring my helmet, just show your eyes, don't show your big face!" Zang Hao continued to shout.

At four hundred meters, some Soviet soldiers lay on the ground and shot and fought back, and some soldiers kept hunching down. Soviet bullets were far more powerful, and often the bullets could directly break the helmet when they hit the helmet. Two soldiers beside Zang Hao were hit and died. He scolded the logistics of producing helmets, reminding the soldiers, and then ordered the rifleman to shoot and fight back.

The criticized shooting distance of the e1 rifle is reflected here. Compared with the Japanese Type 38 rifle that these soldiers are used to using, the effective shooting distance of the e1 rifle is shorter, with greater recoil and less easy to master the ballistics. The Type 38 rifle's muzzle is long and stable, and it is easy to train, and the shooting training time is also shorter. The 15th Division was born from the Second Division of the All-Day Machinery Army. Most of the soldiers are more familiar with the Type 38 rifle, and they are really not familiar with the e1 rifle.

Of course, there are still several Type 38 rifles left in the army, which are prepared for the sharpshooters and the Japanese instructors. There is not even half of the sharpshooters in their ranks.

The Soviet attack was once again shot back. The only living Soviet soldiers lying on the ground quickly stood up and retreated. Zang Hao snatched the rifle of the person next to him and aimed at the fire. A Soviet soldier fell down. He quickly plucked the bolt and fired several shots. Every time he fired a shot, a Russian who wanted to get up fell to the ground again. The soldiers under him cheered and said that the platoon leader sharpshooter was sharp-shot.

At this time, the unique gunshots of the Japanese Type 38 rifle sounded in the other direction. A Soviet soldier was shot in the head and his head was broken like a watermelon, and his body fell to the ground in a daze.

Zang Hao looked over the sound on the position. It turned out that it was the Japanese instructor Miura Hideyuki in their company. At this time, he was holding a Type 38 rifle and calling out the living Soviet soldiers one by one.

"Oh, I'll go, will you challenge me?" Zang Hao rolled up his sleeves and said to his subordinates: "Count it for me, and count it for him."

Miura Seiyuki seemed to know what Zang Hao meant. He knew that this thorn was a veteran and had a hint of competition. It was whether you are a veteran in China or a Japanese instructor in charge. He stretched out his index finger at Zang Hao and shook it.

"Your uncle, the person who challenged me has not been born yet." Zang Hao could not bear the anger of the Japanese, so he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to work.

So the two of them competed in an attempt, and the Soviet soldiers three or four hundred meters were in trouble. Anyone who stood up was killed with one shot.

When the Soviet soldiers stood up again, Zang Hao's men cheered: "Platform leader, kill eighteen, he kill ten, you win! You win the Japanese instructor!" Zang Hao's lips chuckled and laughed. In this competition, he won the bullets and got on. The e1 rifle is a thumb-pull bolt, and it uses ten round magazines, which is much faster than the Japanese-style 38 five-round bullet box. Zang Hao won at the speed.

Zang Hao jumped back to the trench and said, "Brothers, how are we? Our Chinese gun is stronger than Japan. Do you think how many guns I fired just now? How many guns did the Japanese instructor fire? Haha, we fight against each other or I can't beat him. If there are 100 me and 100 him, I will definitely kill him. Our fire beads also have the advantage of fire beads. Don't complain in the future, do you know?"

"Yes." The soldiers said with sincerity.

Japanese instructor Seiyu Miura walked over and arrived in front of Zang Hao. He saw Zang Hao chatting with the soldiers with a cigarette in his mouth, saying, "You are so powerful."

"Overall, there are a lot of people in the Chinese team like me." Zang Hao replied.

Long Ergou smiled and said, "Yes, there are a lot of people."

Lao Xiao shook his head and said, "He doesn't have to do it, no, no!"

Miura Hideno knew that they were intentional, that this was a Chinese cunning, and these veterans were the elite soldiers of China. The Japanese also admired the strong, so they said: "It's great. I hope we will have another competition next time, but don't take advantage of the guns."

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

Soon the second attack of the Soviet soldiers began. This time, under the cover of cannons and heavy machine guns, the Soviet soldiers were ready and no longer charged blindly and optimistically. They still shot into scattered lines and killed them like Japan's long live 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, grenade! Shaved!" Hand-killing, providing download of this book.
Chapter completed!