Once the power is in hand, I will take the order. Since I have been appointed as the battalion commander, I am not polite. I will meet immediately and start to take stock of the remaining possessions of the first battalion. The statistics have allowed me to fully understand the blood and cruelty of street fighting: a battalion full of people fought in a few hours, and there is still combat power to get together, and I can only build a reinforcement company. The others have either been killed or sent to the field hospital. I, as the battalion commander, can only be condescending to be a company commander for the time being.

The entire battalion lost nearly half of the heavy weapons. Heavy machine guns and recoilless cannons and other street fighting weapons were the key objects of the Soviet army to take care of. Often, when fire was opened, the Soviet army's firepower would be covered and they were completely destroyed. So now the entire battalion cannons can only gather four high-level dual-purpose heavy machine guns and six recoilless cannons. Looking at this property, I was worried. This battle is not easy to fight. Not only is there a lack of heavy weapons, but the worst is that I just lost the battle and the morale of the entire battalion was sluggish...

"Go to be a girl, this is the only thing a battalion is!" Xiao Guangxi complained. I became the battalion commander. As my good friend, he and Shandong naturally became company commanders. When he heard that he became the company commander, he jumped three feet high and scratched his face and cheeks. But after he figured out how many property his company still had, he became depressed again---he is now only one platoon leader who is stronger, and he is far from the company commander.

Shandong kept stuffing bullets into six-tube rotating heavy machine guns, with a bad tone: "Monkey, this camp just fought a fierce battle, suffered heavy losses, and was in a bad mood. If you sprinkle salt on someone's wounds, you should not ask me for help."

Little Guangxi's eyes turned, and he saw many soldiers staring at him with anger. He quickly made a face and said, "Hehe, normal reaction, normal reaction, which official doesn't think he has few soldiers? It's normal."

The officers and soldiers of the first battalion snorted heavily, barely accepting his explanation.

At this time, the regiment commander came over with a tiger's face and asked when they met: "Lieutenant Xu, what's the situation?"

I smiled bitterly: "Captain, it's not good. Now, the battalion commander on the front line is dead, but I can only command one company. This company has to chew the hard bones of building a building, which is not enough to put gaps between the Russians!"

The regiment commander's face turned a little darker, and he was about to get angry. He took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to swear, and said, "I didn't command well. I've wiped out such a good army as the first battalion. I've already made a deep review to the top... I know you don't have enough troops, so I'll help you find the troops." He turned around and shouted, "Company Commander Guo, Company Commander Xiao, Platoon Commander Lin, come here for me!"

Two young and heroic officers came over and instinctively raised their hands to salute. As soon as they raised their hands, they pressed them down and shouted in unison: "Hello, regiment commander, hello battalion commander!"

The regiment commander pointed to the officer with a national face and said, "Xiao Xu, the regiment reconnaissance company commander, fighting and sniper

Strike expert; Guo Yongnan, company commander of the combat engineer company, blasting expert; Lin Zifeng, platoon leader of the armored company, has a lot of experience in armored combat and has performed outstandingly in many large-scale live-fire exercises. These are the officers our regiment trains, and now I will hand them all over to you."

I opened my mouth and said, "Godd girl." I admit that these three officers are very outstanding, but my battalion has few soldiers and more officials. I even sent three company platoon leaders to me and asked me to arrange it."

The regiment commander continued: "I left a platoon as a seed for the reconnaissance company, and two platoons plus a sniper team, a total of 92 people, all for you. I know you are a special operations expert, so I will definitely be able to command these reconnaissance soldiers. The combat engineer company is fully equipped, and the armored platoon has six main battle tanks, all for you. In addition, I have collected some soldiers and heavy weapons from the logistics department, organized them into the first battalion, and filled the system of one battalion for you."

I was secretly surprised. This was not a temporary supplement. It was clearly a way to hand over the entire regiment's bones and blood! The regiment leader seemed to see through my inner thoughts, grabbed my collar and said viciously: "You guessed that, the last little blood of the entire regiment is here. Fight it well for me, and you must fight it well! If you lose this battle, I will kill you!"

I laughed secretly, it seems that you don’t have the right to kill me, right? But if you can’t fight well and waste these backbones in vain, I will kill myself.

The regiment commander threw down a harsh words and left. The soldiers he brought quickly gathered. I went over and looked, "Be good, almost the best soldiers in the whole regiment are here." Six 68 main battles were stinging silently in the ruins. The bullet marks on their bodies and the dark red blood mud under the tracks told everyone what kind of fierce battle they had just experienced; the soldiers of the combat engineer company always carried engineer shovels and explosive bags with them, and there were more fire-breathing soldiers than dogs. These guys who like to play human barbecue are simply nightmares for the enemy and are also the targets of the enemy's snipers. For safety reasons, it's better to stay away from them. The scouts were dirty all over.

Xidi, it just perfectly integrates with the ruins. It seems that these scouts have very strong learning ability and they have completely entered the state so quickly. After looking at these soldiers, I have no doubt that the blood of the entire regiment is indeed in my hands. The battle last night was a mess, and the regiment commander was severely criticized by the division headquarters and the military headquarters. He was furious and handed over the elite soldiers and generals of the regiment to my hands, hoping that I could fight for his regiment and fight a turnaround! But in this way, my battalion was enough, but it became a hodgepodge, with all the engineering scouts, armored soldiers, infantry and sniper teams, and I felt like I was too big to see it.

After a moment of silence, I turned to the little Guangxi who was rubbing his palms and said, "Monkey, you are temporarily in charge of the reconnaissance company."

Little Guangxi was overjoyed: "Good, good, I have to get it." Lieutenant Xiao Xu did not object.

"Shandong, the combat engineer company belongs to you

Wave.”

Shandong rubbed his big hands and smiled: "Haha, so many explosives and recoilless cannons are enough for me to play for a while." The strange laughter made everyone feel chilled all over.

My eyes fell on the sniper team and the armored platoon: "The sniper team and the armored squad are directly commanded by the battalion headquarters. Company Commander Xiao, you are assisting Comrade Qi Xiaoping in the reconnaissance company. He will give you a lot of good things. Lieutenant Guo, you will be transferred to the company commander of the first company."

Everyone answered in unison: "Yes!"

I stared at them and roared: "Are you all the fucking food? You are weak, are you women or eunuchs? You are all the fucking spirits for me. Isn't it just a defeat? I've been a soldier for ten years, and I've eaten more salt than you did, and I didn't see me less meat! I will go back wherever I suffer. Don't look like you are deflated. Looking at your bird-like look, I really want to strangle you all at once!"

Cuckolded?

Shandong and Xiao Guangxi grinned heartlessly. Several company commanders pulled and pulled the corners of their mouths like cramps, and finally didn't laugh out loud. But even if they laughed loudly, I couldn't hear it, because the 10th Artillery Division had already begun fire preparations, the Type 59 130mm cannon, Type 66 152mm howitzer, Type 77b self-propelled howitzer, Type 83 160mm self-propelled mortar, and even 100mm anti-aircraft guns, which roared at Daqing. It was estimated that the 10th Artillery Division had taken out all its belongings, and the firepower was extremely fierce. The anti-aircraft gun shells were pulled in the air.

Thousands of straight white tail lines were coming out, like thousands of arrows firing at the same time, and bees danced wildly; cannon shells were spinning all the way and collided with tall buildings covered with bullet marks, smashing the walls to pieces; the 152mm shell cannon and 155mm howitzer shells flew over our heads like a train sprinting past us! The Soviet position first had a dazzling burst of explosion flash, followed by a tremor of earth, and the sky was clamoring, and the explosion waves wrapped in smoke and flames tore the ground, rushing into the sky, and the shrapnel of fire and shattered like flying sand, spreading at the radial speed, ruthlessly sweeping all life.

roaring roaring———————

It was this chilling scream again, and the 203mm rocket launcher also joined the chorus. The red blood-like trajectory entangled each other in the air, as dense as a cocoon, twisting all living things tightly and forcibly incorporated into the absolute rule of steel and fire, iron and blood. In less than five seconds, the city was covered by a fiery red forest, and the smoke rose to a height of twenty or thirty meters, dyeing the sky with an absolutely unhealthy dark red. This situation was only available on Mars! The explosion that was so dense that there was no gap that hit the eardrums hard, making people breathless, but the officers and soldiers of the battalion ignored them. They were stunned for a moment, and then cheered, and some guys even shouted in vain: "Work well, beat hard, beat to death!" The three of us looked at each other in horror.

The indiscriminate artillery fire coverage is beyond our imagination. The hair is fierce and no longer carries the safety of civilians. Indiscriminate artillery will certainly cause great damage to the Soviet army, but as a shield for the Soviet army, how many people in Daqing can survive? In doing so, the entire army headquarters will have to go to the military court!

Shandong shook his head and said, "I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy, I'm going to care about everything, alas..."

Little Guangxi was silent in a rare moment before saying: "This is a solution. If we don't do this, we will not be able to enter the inner ring road even if we fight for another week."

The fierce and ruthless shelling did not stop because of our criticism. On the contrary, it became more and more violent. The shells burst into a fire wall of 500 meters long and 150 meters deep in the city, and rolled and rolled over and rolled over. Wherever they went, the houses collapsed and the green trees were uprooted. Except for the craters, shrapnel and charred floating soil were left. Nothing was left. Standing at a high place, you can see that many citizens ignored the threat of the Soviet army.

The house ran out and ran wildly, but they could not have been faster than the shells. The bloodthirsty smoke swelled out among them, tearing them into bloody rain. Their casualties were so heavy that even the smoke turned black and red! The 16th Army, who had red eyes, let the Soviet army see their determination and try their best to launch the most fierce offensive. As soon as they took action, they burned their boats, no longer cared about the casualties of civilians, nor did they care about them.

And their own honors, they just want them to die! The Soviet army's positions were broken under the rain of bullets, and many Soviet soldiers had to escape from the bunker that was about to be destroyed. Before they could find a bunker for temporary hiding, the flying shells blew them into the air and then pulled them into a pile of minced meat. The soldiers hiding in underground air defense fortifications should be better. The shells could not hit them, but the shock wave was like an invisible hammer.

As they beat their bodies, many Soviet paratroopers had blood in their ears and noses, and many were shocked to death. This shelling gave the Soviet paratroopers the illusion of returning to Stalingrad, but this time they were not the guardians of the city, but the invaders. In order to eliminate them, the Chinese army bet on the lives of tens of thousands of citizens who had not had time to withdraw from the entire city. Such determination and madness are chilling.

The shells poured out like an iron waterfall, without a gap, and there would never be a stop. In the rumbling sound that shook the sky and the earth, I vaguely heard someone crying, but when I listened carefully, I couldn't hear it. I thought it was an illusion, but Xiao Guangxi poked me with his finger and pointed forward: "Boss, look!"

Following the direction he pointed, I saw a small figure running out of the smoke, running wildly, letting shrapnel on the ground cut his feet into blood. It was a seven or eight-year-old boy, covered in blood, and he didn't know whether it was his or it was splashed on it. It was hard to imagine how he escaped the heavy rain and meteor-like artillery fire, and ran all the way to

On our side, I'm afraid even he couldn't explain it clearly. He was almost scared, his eyes were dissipated, his lips were pale, and he ran and cried all the way. After escaping from the shelling area, he lost all the strength. He fell to the ground and made a heart-wrenching cry. The crying sound was like an invisible hand, tearing our hearts, making us twitch with heartache that we must be colder and harder than iron in order to win. I threw the telescope into Xiao Guangxi's hand, rushed out, picked up the little blood man, and rushed back at a sprint of a hundred meters regardless of the roaring shrapnel. Before he ran far, a few shells hit his original position. The spreading shock wave hit my chest and fell down. Xiao Guangxi and a scout rushed out, holding a child and pulling me, using both hands and feet, and finally not covered by the artillery fire.

After returning to the starting point of the attack, the little boy stopped crying for a while and looked at us blankly. We turned our heads one after another, not daring to face the innocent eyes of the child. He did not cry because he believed in us. When he saw us, he knew that he was saved. This trust originated from a child's admiration for the PLA uncle, but we were destroying his homeland and killing his relatives and friends. Facing him, we all felt that we were a sinner. Little Guangxi forced a smile and asked, "Little boy, how did you run out? Where are your parents?"

The little boy did not respond, tears rolled in his eyes, his mouth flattened, and he cried again with a wow, and he cried even more sadly and even more violently. Xiao Guangxi scratched his head, not knowing how to comfort him. I held this lucky child and whispered: "Don't cry, this is war..." Apart from this sentence, I didn't know what else I could say.

My comfort did not work, the little boy became more and more fierce as he cried. Blood was slowly flowing out of his ear holes, and his ears were deaf. No matter what we said, he could not hear it.
Chapter completed!