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979 Disparity

Li Gui, a little more than 200 people, could not imagine how cruel the war across the mountain was. The Russians are worthy of being a fighting nation called the hairy bear. They expanded from the Volga River eastward and fought to the Ussuri River Basin. The superpowers spanning the two continents of Europe and Asia must have a reason for their existence to appear in this world.

The two battalions had more than 800 Russian soldiers, many of them were elite Cossacks. These powerful warriors who swept across Europe and Asia were simply easy to defeat a group of ordinary people who had not received training.

The condescending rain of bullets did not stop their charge. On the contrary, the most dense gunfire attracted long-range bombing of the Alex artillery. Along with waves of infantry assaults like waves, it was a series of explosions of barrage.

The faces of countless gold miners were already scared. The Russians on the opposite side were so tall that they ran forward like violent war bears. They were shouting Ula's strange screams in their mouths, and their heavy bodies smashed the ground began to shake.

The fear suddenly began to spread like a virus. The rhythm of people's shooting became more and more messy, and they were completely inaccurate. The enemy was about to rush up the hillside, but there were not enough twenty soldiers knocked down.

"Ula!Ula!" Amid the roars, the battle quickly entered a close-killing hand-to-hand fight.

Only then did people realize the horror of the Rakshasa ghosts. The group of giants with an average height of more than 1.9 meters and full of golden retrievers, and seemed to have infinite power in their bodies. The bayonets gently lifted the gold miner's rifle away, and then a dodge bayonet and pierced the ones.

The hardwood butt stock was raised high and slammed the gold miner's head, and it immediately spurted red and white all over the ground. Some fanatical soldiers even chose to fight with bare hands. They grabbed the thin workers and raised them over their heads and smashed them towards the huge rock. With a crack, the spine was broken into two pieces.

The Russian strong man who was over two meters tall, the first battalion commander Andrev smashed himself in the chest like an orangutan. "I am the human bear Andrev! You yellow-skinned monkeys, all of you will die...ah!"

After saying that, he dodged the knife that was attacked by the side, grabbed a boy's wrist and dragged it into his arms, and twisted his head. With a click, the boy's head was at a strange angle, and black and purple blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

When the first battalion of the Russian army completed its breakthrough, the second battalion, which attacked from the flank, also completed a roundabout encirclement. These Cossacks' rifles fired quickly and accurately. After a round of bullet rains, a thick layer of the right wing of the metallurgical defense line was removed.

"I can't fight anymore! These are not humans, they are human-eating devils! Run..." The timid turned his head and wanted to escape. At this moment, a dense gunshot sounded from behind, and several escapees were immediately beaten into sieves.

The seriously injured shopkeeper was soaked in blood. He stood up with the help of the people next to him. Behind him was more than a hundred elite teams composed of Mauser rifles. The round of shooting just now was the result of this team.

"Escape! Can we still escape?" The old shopkeeper roared out with all his last strength in his life. "There are seas around us, where can we escape? Even if you escape from this island, there are still Rakshasa ghosts outside. Where can you run?"

"The court doesn't want us anymore. The Rakshasa ghost wants to kill us. Everyone in the world has abandoned us. Can we still escape? We have no choice but to fight them..."

"Our land! Our crops! Our ginseng, deer antler, Ula grass! Our gold! Why did the property left by our ancestors to us become theirs?"

"I don't accept..." The old shopkeeper roared and then squirted out a mouthful of blood, fainting on the hillside and never woke up again.

The men raised by Baishan and Hei River are not cowards. The old shopkeeper's dissatisfaction aroused the blood in everyone's hearts. That's right, why do you take away the property left by our ancestors?

We are picking gold on the land left by our ancestors. Do you dare to care about us? I am not convinced!

Amid the roar of mountains and tsunamis, the metallurgists launched a counter-charge, and their thin bodies rushed towards the strong bear, like waves slamming against the reefs.

Aitolin on the Alexand put down his telescope and sighed, "These Chinese still have courage. They are not as cowardly and incompetent as the legend... But unfortunately, no decent government organizes and mobilizes them, so the fate of these people is destined to die!"

"Send a signal to the man, Andrev, and Tuvadim, to speed up the attack rhythm. The battle must end today. I want to use these Chinese heads to shock all the unjust people on this land!"

Soon the Alex roar sounded the horn of charge, and the Russian troops of the two battalions attacked as excitedly as if they had smoked opium.

War is war. Here we only believe in strength and strategy but not in justice. No matter how brave the metallurgists are in the counterattack, the gap in physical fitness and training is irreparable.

More importantly, the other party is a group of professional soldiers, born to kill people as a pleasure, and these Chinese are just workers who protect their own interests.

The stalemate did not last long, and soon the Russian soldiers began to gain an advantage. If the old shopkeeper had not assembled a team of 100-man Mauser muskets to provide battlefield fire support before his death, the massacre would have begun long ago.

Li Gui and others heard the shouts of killing from the other side of the mountain getting closer and closer, and everyone showed horrified eyes. They knew that this was the position that was not defended and the workers were retreating step by step.

"Don't worry, the gunshots and shouts of killing are not over yet. Brothers are just temporarily defeated. There is still hope, and we still have hope..." At the critical moment, Li Gui tried his best to cheer up his brothers.

At this moment, Ding Si suddenly looked at the direction of the sea with horror, "You... look at it! What is that? What is that in the sea..."

Everyone turned around and suddenly their backs were cold and their hair was blowing up. "It was broken. The Russians surrounded the island and surrounded them. They were going to log in from here..."

Opposite the bay were two wooden sailing warships. They seemed to have not found Li Gui and others hiding in the reef group, and they put down the boat without shelling. It was estimated that more than 200 Russian soldiers were rushing up to the beach.

"Can you fight? Brother Li, say something!" At the critical moment, people looked at Li Gui.

Perhaps some people were born for war, but when the war approached, Li Gui calmed down, and a wake-up call to his boss that he had mentioned to him before suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Without the support of artillery, don't fight against enemy positions..."

"Russian soldiers have very good physical fitness, so they must avoid hand-to-hand combat..."

"Remember that you can't keep in Qingdao, and you are destined to be unable to keep in the way. At the most critical moment, you must use the tunnel of the gold mine to take refuge. One more live is one..."

"Avoid unnecessary sacrifices, as long as you stick to it, miracles will happen!"

Li Gui slapped his thigh, "When the enemy approaches, then fire the gun. When they approach, we will retreat to the mountains. Those who want to survive must listen to me!" Mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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