Chapter 613 Why don’t you fight back

Under the impact of Soviet soldiers, the front that the vanguard army held seemed to be broken through in the next moment. But when the Soviet commander was breathing, machine guns that popped up from time to time in the trench always knocked down the last standing Soviet soldier.

"Where am I?" Gu Dali half opened his eyes, and it was still dark, but he seemed to remember that it was already dawn.

"Don't move! Three broken ribs have just been bandaged." A voice next to him whispered, as if he understood Gu Dali's questioning with his swollen tongue, and then said, "We are still in the trenches."

Gu Dali didn't hear it clearly. When a cannonball in his ear fell beside him, he was temporarily deaf. However, his body lying on the bed board felt the earth trembling from time to time, which made him understand that he was still on the front line.

"This is an anti-cannon hole!" He gradually realized his consciousness.

As soon as the vanguard army occupied Zamenwude, it began to use the fortress positions left by the Soviet Union and the materials from the bombed Zamenwude to build a trench defense system. The fortresses on the ground were not too late to be carefully built, but it was no problem to dig holes and trenches.

Of course, each trench is not just a trench. The confrontation of trenches during World War I made the system of trench fortresses maximized under human command. Even the trenches built by the vanguard army were implemented according to their usual training. When Gu Dali was still claiming to be the first speed of digging trenches in the regiment, the engineering machinery and equipment of the engineers came up.

In just a few days, the main trenches became standard trenches of 150 mm deep that can be moved straight. Even the traffic trenches were about 110 mm, and they could be flexed and moved quickly. The trenches that facilitate snipers were also 60 cm in standard. Even the high groundwater levels in some places on the grassland were taken into account in each trenches, and slope drainage, drainage ditches and water wells were set up to avoid the retention of accumulated water.

Not only the standard for digging trenches, but the prototype of the anti-aircraft holes in the trenches were also dug out bit by bit by bit by big shovels of excavators, and the rest only needs a little repair.

Some large anti-aircraft holes are used as position hospitals, ammunition warehouses and command centers. In addition to adding sleepers and steel beams, some are even poured with thick reinforced concrete.

Of course, this is something Meng Xiang claimed to the outside world. Now the high speed of fortresses at the base is always easy to scare others. Those machine gun fortresses can be half buried underground, and one fortress can control a large area. During the period when the Soviet Union was preparing to attack, Meng Xiang built nearly a hundred fortresses on the front line one after another. Even if the fortresses are not complete, the wall function in the Red Alert unit can strengthen the defense of the trenches.

Unlike the first trench that is for the construction of traps, the second trench system is set up for blocking, so naturally it is all-out to build. Only the second and third trenches can be of such a scale. Although there is still a fourth trench, time is in a hurry. Even if those trenches have not been dug yet, they are only used as a preparatory front. It is precisely because of the short time that the third trench has not been completed. At this time, there is only a complete anti-tank trench with a width of 5 meters and 2 meters deep in front of the second trench.

It is precisely because of this that the second trench was the focus of the vanguard's defense, and it also became a thorn in the eyes of Soviet Russia's revenge.

Sure enough, the Soviet Russian heavy artillery began to smash towards the defense line of the second trench. In addition to the 152mm howitzer crashed, even 203mm heavy artillery fell, and one shot was smoothed out.

Under the concentrated attack of Soviet artillery, the second trench was blown up, and even some traffic trenches collapsed and blocked under the bombardment of Soviet-Russian artillery fire, making it impossible for some wounded soldiers of the vanguard army to transport them and could only hide in anti-aircraft shelters.

The figure lies in front of him flashed away, and the light of the electrostone lamp spread out in the anti-cannon hole. Gu Dali had once again seen this relatively wide anti-cannon hole. The rows of wooden pillars above his head were not common on the grassland, but the roof was relatively neat. There was no broken soil falling in the rumbling sound of cannons outside.

After looking at the two wounded men who were also bandaged and a few empty beds beside him, he knew that this was a place for the wounded to rest, not the medical room. It is said that there are generators and electric lights in the medical room. Even if they are left in the trenches, the rescue of the wounded can be guaranteed.

However, at this time, he didn't care about these things, just listened with his ears, but he couldn't hear anything, which made him anxious and wanted to know how the battle situation outside was as soon as possible.

Under the halo of light, the figure suddenly smiled and said, "It's okay at this time, and the cannon of the *** did not get any benefits."

Gu Dali couldn't hear clearly, but he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the smiling face under the dim light.

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The violent shelling of the Soviets did not last long, and these newly exposed targets were soon counterattacked by the vanguard artillery, and even the vanguard artillery took advantage of this.

After aerial bombing counterattack by more than 60 ju-88 bombers of the Pioneer Army before dawn, the Soviet artillery had become much more honest and increased its attention to concealment. But none of them would have thought that the speed of the Pioneer Artillery would reach an abnormal one-minute shot.

Even in order to avoid horror and protect the gun barrel, it was extended to two or three minutes, precise aiming within the sub-base was too late to move the Soviet heavy artillery and could only be bombed. Even heavy artillery that could move was difficult to escape the bombardment range of the pioneer cannon. One shot of a basketball court-sized crater was like a big mouth opened in hell, swallowing everything.

"Where are our giant cannons? Why don't we fight back?" Gavryliff rushed into the temporary artillery command center regardless of the wounds that had been stained with red. As a major battalion commander of the heavy artillery unit, he knew that during this attack, there were two artillery kings on the Soviet position. The two 1939 type 280mm howitzers were installed in place yesterday, but now his heavy artillery position was blown away, and the Soviet artillery kings there were no movement at all.

"Pay attention to your image, Comrade Gavriliff!" a lieutenant colonel officer stood up and shouted seriously.

"Where is our giant cannon? Why don't you fight back?" Gavrillif's voice was lowered a little, but he asked again with his eyesight chakra like Xianglin's wife.

"This is a military secret, Comrade Gavriliff, this is not something you can know." The lieutenant colonel staff continued to shout in anger. Could it be that he could tell Gavriliff that although their two gun kings were powerful, their range was only 10.65 kilometers. According to their observations, the vanguard cannons smashed at them twenty kilometers away. The fire counterattack plans prepared by the Soviet Union to deal with the vanguard cannons were all waste paper.

"Where is our giant cannon?" The murmur crying outside Gavryliff upset everyone in the artillery command, but they also tested the possibility of this section of trench burial again as a trap, and the offensive rhythm of the Soviet soldiers who were still hesitating accelerated.

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The sky gradually brightened, and the night was no longer a hidden object. Even if many Soviet recruits had poor skills and tactics, they could not charge in a swarm like before and became conspicuous targets of machine guns. The loess piled up in front of the simple rifle positions that were urgently dug out was in the open space like the holes dug by a bunch of field mice. Under the scorched green grass, it also exuded the smell of being smoked.

With these simple positions, the scattered craters and the remains of smoke, the Soviet soldiers who remained on the frontline won a chance to breathe.

Kochakin's bandaged legs were covered with blood, but apart from that, there were no other fatal wounds on his body except for the scalds and small baby mouth-like wounds, so he had to hold his m1891/30 Mosinna dry rifle in a crater where his m1891/30 was ready to continue rushing forward.

As long as the superior behind did not give a retreat order, as long as he did not fall completely, he had to continue charging forward.

"Boom!" A 76mm shell in front fell on the wreckage of a T-26 tank, and steel debris flew around.

"Ah!" A Soviet soldier not far away from him couldn't help but snorted. Kochakin could see clearly that the soldier who was digging deep into the simple rifle position with a shovel was unfortunately sticking his butt a little higher, and an iron piece with brown blood stains was inserted into his left buttocks.

"For the sake of the motherland, don't be afraid of sacrifice and defeat the Chinese invaders!" Kochajin, who retracted his head again, secretly encouraged himself, but the cold blood mud in the crater under his feet and a piece of palm inserted into the mud reminded everything on the battlefield just now. Although the sound of shelling and machine guns had slowed down at this time, the tanks that were still smoking also reminded the cruelty on the battlefield just now.

He clearly remembered that a new T-34 tank, headed against the dense machine gun bullets around, had already rushed through an anti-tank trench filled with tank wreckage, and rushed through a second trench that the Pioneer Army was bombed by heavy artillery. However, amid the cheers of Soviet soldiers, it rushed over less than 200 meters and exploded into several pieces in a cannon.

Many people remember that the shelling came from a huge heavy tank, slowly sailing out from behind a pile of soil behind the trenches. In the morning light that passed through the smoke, the heavy metallic luster on its body made many people ignore the green smoke floating in the hideous 88mm tank gun.

It was precisely when I saw more than a dozen of these tanks that had emerged one after another that had destroyed seven or eight Soviet tanks in succession, the superiors who had been dead suddenly stopped their fierce charges.
Chapter completed!