"Shoot! Shoot! Don't mess around with everyone, take out the fastest rate of fire you usually have! Don't aim, I only need the rate of fire!"

Chu Zhao and Luo Monkey were about to shout in the trenches. According to the entire combat plan, their mission was to resist the enemy for more than 30 minutes and then retreat to the second trenches.

Their purpose is to gradually lure the enemy into the A-font library. The A-font library is the ultimate bait to hold the enemy back! If it is weak, its combat power will not meet the quality of the new army, which will easily make the enemy suspicious.

But it wouldn't work if you fight too hard, and the enemy would choose other main attack directions, so the A font library would not be exposed. Because of this, there was no Gatling heavy machine gun installed in the first trench, where people only rely on minefields and hidden trenches to block the enemy.

But obviously Xiao Hexin and others mistakenly estimated the enemy's strength and madness, and these Russian war bears actually tried to solve the first line of defense with just one charge.

Arrogance is really extremely arrogant! Crazy is really hysterical madness! But why did Chu Zhao, Luo Houzi and others vaguely feel that the enemy has the qualifications to be arrogant and crazy?

The earth began to shake violently. The soldiers with an average height of nearly two meters were really shouting Ula's slogans like a group of wild animals. No matter how dense the bullets were on the opposite side were, no one retreated.

When the bullet penetrates his thigh, he drags his legs and crawls forward with his piercing belly. Even the enemy who was shot dead had to struggle to rush forward for two more steps before he died. Everyone's eyes were already crazy, and that was a group of wild beasts.

"Ula...Ula...Ula..." The roar slapped up like the sea tide. The officer holding the military flag had just been sieve with bullets, and then another officer rushed up to take the military flag and waved it.

"Roar up! End the battle with a bayonet... The military flag will never fall! The officers rushed to the front line... The whole army pressed up!"

Papa... A row of bullets knocked away the sky spirit cover of the officer holding the flag, but when the military flag was about to fall, two more platoon leaders rushed up, took the military flag and rushed up.

The battle rhythm in the trenches was obviously a bit chaotic, and the soldiers were suppressed by the enemy's crazy aura. Their faces turned pale and they knew that they would use bullets like robots, fire, and then withdraw the bullet shell, then fire the bullet, and then fire the bullet shell...

"No, no! The firepower density is not enough... Brothers prepare grenades! Use it openly, don't save ammunition... prepare grenades..."

Luo Monkey bit the rope with his teeth and pulled it hard and cursed, "Fuck, I think you are crazy or the grenade is even more crazy! Kill these savages..."

With a shout, the camouflage rope nets of the entire trench were lifted open, and the sunlight above the head once again shone into the trench, followed by a piece of iron lumps flying out of the trench like locusts.

Boom boom boom... 25 meters in front of the position have become a sea of ​​fire. The smoke and dark clouds of grenade explosions cover the earth, and the flying shrapnel harvest life. One after another, Russian soldiers fell to the ground like harvesting wheat.

The officers and soldiers who arranged artillery shooting positions in the rear of the Russian army were stunned. They did not expect that these Chinese people had so many grenades, and the bombing hurt so much that their hearts were bleeding.

And the soldiers clenched their fists one by one, and their nails were embedded in their flesh and didn't know how painful it was. "Come on, brother! Come on, warrior! For the sake of His Majesty the Tsar... rush up! Remember our identities, we were once slaves!"

"Ula...rush up! Kill these Chinese people, remember our identities, we were once slaves!"

Red-haired Exon trembled slightly, and he sneered and said, "Yes, nothing wrong! That's it. Remember your identities, you used to be slaves! It was the great Tsar who gave you the identity of free men! And now, it's the time to repay your kindness!"

"Roar up, this explosion will not hinder you..."

With a shout, it was the military flag splitting the strong wind! The Russian army's battle flag rushed out from the smoke of the grenades, and there were holes cut by the grenade fragments.

But the military flag did not fall, it was still roaring! The soldiers charging after the military flag did not retreat, they were still advancing.

"Only after winning this battle can we truly get rid of our slave status! To repay our kindness... we fight! For our own destiny... we should fight even more!"

"Storm up, fight with hands and blades! Ula..."

It was too late to carry out a second grenade bombing at a distance of 25 meters. The Russian vanguard rushed into the trenches like a group of crazy bulls. With a bang, the two pieces of steel, Tsarist Russia and the Chinese, collided violently, and in an instant, emitting endless sparks.

"Counterattack! The Fourth Battalion of Xuanwu counterattack! Defend the trenches and defeat the enemy..." Chu Zhao and Luo Houzi didn't even have time to pull the command knife at this moment. They directly picked up the most commonly used engineer shovels and swung them around and slashed the enemy's head.

This kind of engineer shovel with a full steel mouth is actually more useful than a bayonet. It has a very strong force when swung, and can split the bear's head with just one shovel.

The air suddenly smelled like a fishy smell. The enemy's bayonet was inserted into the ribs of the Chinese soldiers, and the Chinese engineer's shovel cut off the enemy's neck. The war had just begun 25 minutes before it entered the most cruel hand-to-hand combat battle.

"Kill these Chinese! Long live the Tsar!" Blood gushed like a spring as the bayonet waving.

"Cut down these Rakshasa ghosts! This is the land of our Chinese people, and behind us is the wealth of the Chinese people! Fight for the Prime Minister! Die for the Chinese people!" The thin Chinese soldiers did not show any weakness in the face of a bear-like enemy, even if they died together.

What came out of the trenches was not the howlings that humans could make. Cold weapons collided together, triggering countless drops of blood, and then bursting out billions of sparks. The corpses quickly covered the ground.

The first Russian troops rushed up were the most severely hit by shooting and grenades. They were covered with wounds, which directly affected their combat effectiveness.

The Russian soldiers who jumped in the second and third waves were in a slightly better condition. They were still physically strong and had no fatal wounds on their bodies. When they rushed into the trenches, they soon took the initiative in local battle situations.

These wild beasts seem to like to use cold weapons to cruelly tear the enemy's courage. They like to use the cruelest killing to shock the enemy's fighting will. The barbarians in the bitter and cold land in the north have been like this since ancient times. To the extent of cruelty, agricultural civilization will never be their opponent.

But today, the Fourth Battalion of the Xuanwu Division, the army born from the Qing Dynasty refugees, and the new army composed entirely of the children of farmers and craftsmen, actually resisted this group of professional murderers from the north. This is a miracle!

Chu Zhao had long been red in his eyes. He waved the engineer's shovel with his left hand and the Baizhuan Tang sword given by Xiao Letian with his right hand. He killed everything like a blood gourd, and was still shouting while killing.

"We are the Xuanwu Army Group! The Chinese people are recognized as the best guardian! Even if the entire army is wiped out today... we cannot lose the title of our Xuanwu Army Group!"

"Remember the heroic soul of the national water ghost! As long as we are in...the defense line will never fall!"

Note: The second update of the ninth layer cake, thank you everyone!

Today's chapter is written on the surface of the Xuanwu Master Group, but in fact, this is also the real experience of Yinlong's book. In the cruel online literature market competition, Yinlong faces less pressure than Xuanwu Master Group.

My heart is pure to protect this story in my heart. The world of Hidden Dragon has been 634 days! It has also protected 3.6 million words! Can I still be kept in the future? I don’t know, I really don’t know!

It was time for me to open my mouth and ask everyone for support. I fought alone for 634 days, and I had no ammunition and food to write 3.6 million words. Isn’t it worth reading for you?

Even if you never see the genuine version until you die, please share the genuine address in your circle of friends and share it in the space. Yinlong now needs reinforcements.

A simple task! It is also a great power and a great good fate!

Share the genuine address of Yinlong and write your most touching recommendation! We must never let Yinlong fall into the position!
Chapter completed!