Blocking Amur Bay with mines is a "impossible" task in itself. No normal commander will choose to use a raft to lay mines in broad daylight, which is simply a violation of basic military principles.

With a bay of six kilometers long, the cavalry regiment can clean the checkpoints on the west coast and create a safe environment for the Brexit soldiers. However, as the raft gradually approaches the east coast, which is the main urban area of ​​Vladivostok, it is inevitable that the enemy will be attacked.

The closer the range of the artillery, the more accurate the head, the more it is. Within two kilometers, there is a natural barrier that rafts are insurmountable, and rifle shooting can extend to a distance of four or five hundred meters. In other words, even if all of these rafts are sacrificed here, the last kilometer gap is difficult to block.

The last kilometer is the area with the highest casualties among the dead, but if the last kilometer is not blocked, then the eighteen Russian warships will not be blocked at all.

At the critical moment of the battle, Tyachenko also understood the Chinese's intentions. He clenched his fist hands and blue veins on his back, "What a great plan, I won't leave any living mouth? Damn it, damn..."

"Send a signal to Aitolin, let the entire navy break through, don't worry about us... Let them preserve their strength, break through, go north to Sakhalin Island... from the mouth of the Amur River to enter the inland waterway..."

"Let them join the Cossack Cavalry Regiment. The naval guns will open the way for the cavalry Regiment... Don't forget that the Amur River will soon be thawed, and our cavalry cannot be blocked by the river!"

At the most critical moment, Tyachenko made the right decision. He had already made up his mind to sacrifice the army in Vladivostok, but the navy had to survive, rushed out of Greater Peter Bay, and went north to Sakhalin Island to seek supplies. Then, after the Amur River thawed, small warships could fully enter the inland waterway.

This is a double insurance for the Central Asian Cavalry. What Tyachenko is most afraid of is that the ice surface shattered before the cavalry regiment could cross the river. If such a situation really occurred in the Far East, it would be unsuccessful.

Of course, Aitolin knew the importance of this matter. With the crazy construction speed of the Chinese, as long as they can control the Far East for one year, no, no, no... Even if it only takes half a year, these Chinese people can build the entire east bank of the Ussuri River into a fortress jungle, leaving no enemy at all.

A nation that can build a miracle of the Great Wall. Building a military fortress is actually no different from growing crops. This nation is good at doing this.

As long as the cavalry regiment is blocked on the north bank of the Amur River for half a year, it is a delusion to try to attack while the cold is freezing.

"Send the order, the entire army breaks through and rush out from the safe waters in the east... Avoid the enemy's mine formation!"

The navy stopped shelling, the boiler was under pressure, the propeller stirred the sea water, and thousands of tons of warships began to twist their butts in the bay, turning around and breaking south.

This is a race against time. The dead soldiers of the volunteers on the sea were forcing their way to the east coast regardless of their life and death, and letting the shells hit them like hail without hesitation.

The Russian soldiers who were waiting for the shore had already been installed. Once the bullets entered the raft and fired, they would open fire. The cannon could not defend the safe ferry of one kilometer, so the soldiers' rifles would also have to defend the safe life passage of 400 meters.

The warships in the north rushed towards the blockade like hungry wolves. All the naval officers and soldiers shouted in their ferocious faces, "Run out, if you want to survive, rush out for me... Accelerate and fire!"

The cannons began to roar far away from the range, and the sea was full of white waves!

All the dead soldiers were like weak ants climbing on the leaves in the storm. They used their lives to complete the task. The screams of their comrades around them could not be heard, and the sea water mixed with blood splashed on their faces could not be seen clearly. There was only one goal in their eyes, that was the East Coast.

"Brothers, add another effort. Vladivostok is ahead... I can't let my brothers die in vain!"

"Avenge! From the day I signed up to be this dead soldier, I didn't want to go back alive... The villagers in the village are waiting for me, I'll avenge you..."

The mines that had been removed from the security were thrown into the sea one by one, and the broken raft wrecks were floating everywhere. The flying bombs penetrated the soldiers' bodies, and blood was like a spring.

One thousand meters, eight hundred meters, six hundred meters, four hundred meters... Finally, it was the last moment. The Russian army on the other side was already red in their eyes. The commander shouted loudly to more than 400 soldiers on the shore, and the flames at the muzzle were connected into a line on the ground.

The bullets shot like rain, and the dead soldier who rushed in front was immediately beaten into a sieve and rolled in the sea. The shells ignited the mines on the raft, and the waves caused by the chain explosion seemed to have rained out of thin air.

The flesh and blood body could not withstand the roar of steel and gunpowder. Four hundred meters was the line of life and death. The dead soldiers of the cavalry regiment could no longer rush through this time.

The shells in the sky were still flying, and the gunfires on the other side were swaying in rows. This was not the most terrifying. The most terrifying thing was that once the mines on the raft were detonated, they would immediately explode, and the surrounding rafts would be affected.

Boom boom boom... The explosions were endless, Ye Qiu and Pang Chaoyun and others burst into tears of pain, "Brother..." The west bank was wailing, and people watched helplessly as all their efforts were shattered in the last four hundred meters.

"Wuwuwu...Brother! It's just a little bit short, just a little bit short...Please, come on!" The cavalry kneeling on the beach burst into tears.

At some point, the explosions on the sea gradually disappeared, the smoke and water waves dissipated, and the tranquility of Amur Bay was restored. At this time, there was only a raft floating on the bay, and a lonely soldier stood on the raft without moving.

His ears were deaf, shrapnel blinded his eyes, blood oozing out of his facial features, and even a blood groove on his head was bleeding.

His hands subconsciously touched behind him. He wanted to continue his mission, but there was nothing behind him. The latest waves caused by the explosion threw the remaining mines into the sea. At this moment, there was nothing on his raft except himself.

The soldier wanted to say something, but his throat stinged. He knelt on the raft and drank three sips of bloody sea water to restore his ability to speak.

The Russian soldiers on the other side raised their rifles and wanted to shoot, but the officer suppressed his rifle, "Wait a minute, I want to see what this Chinese wants to do!"

Everyone present was shocked by the scene in front of him. What can a person who has completely lost his combat ability? What do he want to do?
Chapter completed!