327 The Battle of Ksessinskaya (Part 2)

The White Army under Shu Lijin began to assemble again, with about five hundred people starting to move towards their targets, and some White Army soldiers with rifles began to fire at Tafriche Palace, but only to create some riots rather than hitting something.

Major Alexey's artillery performed better and better. With rare precision, he threw deadly ammunition into the barricade. Explosions were heard one after another, and screams and wails were mixed with both sides of the enemy and us, but the mortar could not hit the machine gun in the building. Under the strafing of the machine gun, Shulijin's casualties were obviously even more severe.

The White Army, who were not involved in the attack, saw the casualties emerging in the attacking team, and they could only pour their shooting at the enemy stronghold a hundred meters away, but they only attracted a more violent rain of bullets. They could see from afar that the Bolsheviks' machine guns fired wildly, and then the Bolsheviks hidden in the barricade also began to shoot, using their bullets to harvest their lives.

But the White Army was still advancing, and although fear had completely ruled their hearts, under the loud shouts and threats of force from the top, they accelerated their speed and tried to create an illusion that they planned to break through the Bolshevik intercepting fire net at any cost and open a passage into the Kshessinskaya Palace.

It should be said that their performance was very successful.

"Poor fools, do they think the human sea tactics can work?"

Georgi smiled contemptuously. If the rebels thought they could cross barricades and obstacles in a dense rain of bullets and insisted on doing so, then keeping the Ksessinskaya Palace would no longer be a question worth considering.

Another row of white troops fell down in the barrage shot by the Bolsheviks, and Georgi burst out with a pleasant laugh. However, this good mood lasted only a few seconds. Rokosovsky suddenly leaned over and issued a warning: "According to the current shooting frequency, we may not last long for our machine guns, Comrade Georgi. We must fire in moderation!!"

Georgi's laughter stopped abruptly - he began to miss Maxim, and there was not so much trouble for water-cooled machine guns. Although they were dead and inconvenient to maneuver, for him, he was now waiting for help and did not need to consider maneuver at all.

Compared with the bulky Maxim, although the PK machine guns equipped by the Red Eagle Reconnaissance Company weigh less than ten kilograms, it is impossible to fire continuously without the help of cooling water, and they will overheat. Then, the soldiers operating them have to stop. Then they either change the barrel or wait for their weapons to cool down for a "long" enough time.

Of course, there are more effective ways to use coercive means to quickly cool down the things in your hands, such as soaking the barrel in water. Of course, this is not recommended in the instructions for use of weapons, which will greatly reduce the lifespan of the barrel and even cause the risk of a blow-off.

"Isn't there any spare barrel?" Georgi asked.

Rokosovsky smiled bitterly and said, "The backup barrel is already burning red..."

In just a moment, Georgi had made up his mind: "Get a few buckets of water immediately. If the machine gun overheated, pour the water on it."

"But this will reduce the service life of the weapon."

"Don't worry about the service life."

Georgi turned around and looked outside the position. The White Army was still falling in pieces like harvested wheat, but more White Army were still rushing forward, and the situation would not last long in favor...

It was as if to confirm his concerns, a machine gun suddenly stopped, and Georgi ordered loudly: "Go!"

Every Bolshevik who did not participate in the battle took action, and everyone knew that machine guns were the guarantee to block the White Army outside the gate. Therefore, they must not stop shooting, even for a while.

In fact, it is not only the machine gun that has overheating problems, but also the same problem, even more serious.

Petrovsky had no choice but to stop shooting. The long-term pouring of ammunition had already made his barrel look red. Just now, the too hot bolt stopped working, and the bullet inevitably appeared - the temperature of the bolt had reached its maximum limit!

Zhao Yunxia next to him felt even deeper. When changing the magazine, she accidentally touched the lower receiver that was faintly red. Although it was only a very short and intimate contact, he still screamed with scalding.

"We need cold water," Zhao Yunxia suggested, covering the burned area, "or something else that can cool the barrel. If this continues, the barrel can barbecue!"

Petrovsky smiled bitterly and shrugged. He was at the forefront of the position, where can I find cold water to go!

After thinking for a while, Zhao Yunxia suggested: "Comrade Leonardo, is urinating effective?"

Petrovsky was stunned. I don’t know if it was because of the deafness or too surprised. He asked in a daze: “What did you say? Say it again?”

Zhao Yunxia repeated it with some embarrassment. This time Petrovsky understood it. He praised Zhao Yunxia's flexibility and adaptability: "It's great, just do it!"

"Do you really want to pee?"

Zhao Yunxia really just said casually, not to mention that urinating or defecating anywhere is not a good habit, just talk about how to get up and pee when bullets are flying on the battlefield?

"The Bolsheviks are not afraid of death! For the sake of **, do it!"

Petrovsky played the role of a party member as a demonstration. He stood up resolutely and reached out to take out the guys - but he was just planning. Almost the second after he stood up, a row of bullets had flew over, some passing by him, and others hit the floor or sandbags.

Petrovsky quickly gave up his unrealistic ideas, retracted back to the back of the sandbag, looked out and looked at the Bai Jun who was suppressed by the machine gun fire a hundred meters away and could not raise his head. He said in confusion: "Why do I think the bullet was not fired from the front?"

"Comrade Leonardo, what you said is right!" Zhao Yunxia pointed to their right, "The enemy has come around!"

Petrovsky carefully poked his head out to look at their right side, and then Zhao Yunxia also stretched out her head. As they saw, a large group of white troops were emerging from the building to their right side. It should be said that the direction they chose was very clever, which happened to be the blind spot of the sight on the front of the Kssinskaya Palace. If you don't observe carefully, you can't find it.

"Damn it! You must report this news to Comrade Georgi!" Petrovsky said while taking off the phone hanging behind him, but no matter how he called, Georgi on the other end of the phone did not respond. Until Zhao Yunxia signaled him to look at the back of the phone, a black bullet hole told him that if the phone had not blocked it just now, he would have been dead.

"What should I do?" Zhao Yunxia asked nervously, "Is there still a phone call?"

"No more, Comrade Georgi fired two of them. The shelling just now, one of them had already died with Comrade Ivanov..." Petrovsky replied bitterly, biting his lips.

Zhao Yunxia looked at the Ksessinskaya Palace, a hundred meters away behind her, and asked anxiously: "The distance is too far, and you can't hear it even if you shout loudly!"

Petrovsky shook his head and said, "Even if the distance is close, it is inaudible!"

"What should I do?"

"You go back and report immediately," Petrovsky said flatly.

It should be said that it was very dangerous to rush through a nearly 100-meter-long flat ground in the rain of bullets. Petrovsky handed over such a dangerous task to Zhao Yunxia not because he was afraid of death, but because his injured leg was really not strong. With his staggering and limping state, he could not even think about completing the task, so it was Zhao Yunxia who could only go.

Zhao Yunxia didn't think so much. He nodded, gently patted Petrovsky on the shoulder twice, then suddenly stood up and rushed towards Kseshinskaya Palace.

Petrovsky really wanted to pay attention to Zhao Yunxia's every move, but waves of enemies poured out from the buildings. If they were not suppressed, they could easily enter the Ksessinskaya Palace. You should know that Georgi has placed most of the defensive forces on the front line. On the side of the Ksessinskaya Palace, it can be said that the defense is almost negligible.

At the same time, Georgi had not realized that there were huge loopholes in his hastily arranged defense line. Although he blocked all the main streets leading to Ksessinskaya Palace, he was powerless to do anything about the buildings on both sides of the street. It was not that he did not want to control them, but that there was really insufficient manpower.

At this time, Georgi was more concerned about whether the machine gun could exert continuous firepower. After taking emergency water-cooling measures, each machine gun was still firing. The PK machine guns were so durable! Their bullet rain formed an insurmountable dead line in front of the White Army. Looking at the White Army who rushed forward and then fell down before the dead line, Georgi felt that he should be able to defend the central government.

But what stunned him was that the White Army seemed to have no concern for sacrifice at all. They rushed up one after another. At least hundreds of people were there, thousands of people, or more, but they were still rushing up, as if driven by some mysterious magic. The enemy's crazy behavior made him feel creepy.

In fact, Georgi guessed correctly. The reason why the White Army was so crazy was largely because Shu Lijin was causing trouble. Without his magic support, the White Army would have collapsed long ago.

"Comrade Georgi!"

Zhao Yunxia's voice woke Georgi from the shock. He frowned and looked at the panting Zhao Yunxia and asked dissatisfiedly: "Aren't you Zhao from China? If you don't kill the enemy on the front line, why are you running back? Are you going to be a deserter!"

Although the distance of 100 meters was not long, Zhao Yunxia used all her strength to sprint over, especially the rain of bullets along the way that caused his adrenal hormones to soar, and for a moment, he was in a state of breath.

"Comrade Leonardo's phone was broken... The enemy was detoured from the side...Comrade Leonardo asked me to notify you..."

Zhao Yunxia's Russian was not good at all, and she became even more nervous, but Georgi still guessed the truth from his intermittent words.

"What!"

Georgi screamed in shock, and regardless of the danger, he poked his head out to look in the direction of Zhao Yunxia's finger. Sure enough, a large group of enemies were charging towards Ksessinskaya Palace with the help of the obstruction of the buildings. If they were not repelled, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Not only Georgi realized that it was very dangerous, Rokosovsky's face turned white. Face attacked from the front and main attacks on the flanks? Well, although this trick was old, it did work. Their attention was attracted to the front, and the defense in other directions was greatly weakened. If Zhao Yunxia had notified him in time, they would probably not have realized that the danger had arrived at all.

"Comrade Georgi, please give me a squad of soldiers, and I will lead them to repel the enemy in person." Rokosovsky asked firmly.

Georgi smiled bitterly: "Now there are no ones. All the comrades who can fight have already gone to the front line. The Kssinskaya Palace, except for the old comrades of the Central Committee, is also women's comrades. You can't..."

Rokosovsky's face turned pale. When the war hit this point, the result was almost destined. Now they may be the only way to do is to abandon the city and run away, but the people behind them escaped. What should the soldiers in front do? You can't watch them fall into the tiger's mouth?

Did Rokosovsky calm down? He seemed to have made up his mind and asked again: "Comrade Georgi, if there is no class, then give me five people, no, three people are fine! Even if the central government wants to retreat, it will take time, we must withstand it!"

Georgi looked at Rokosovsky with a determined look on his face and sighed: "I can only give you two people. Please take them with Comrade Zhao and please make sure to get more time!"

Rokosovsky nodded solemnly, grabbed the Uz submachine gun with a wave and rushed out. Georgi did not delay and hurried to find Lenin. He must let the central government transfer immediately.

Lenin has been paying attention to the situation of the war. At the beginning, he easily repelled the enemy's attack. He was both happy and proud, and full of confidence in the prospect of victory. He believed that he could easily overturn the bourgeois rule and create a new era, just like the one-sided situation in front of him.

However, as the battle deepened, with the arrival of the enemy's reinforcements, and with the enemy's fearless reaction, his optimism quickly faded completely, especially when bad news was constantly coming from the front line, the mentor's heart was completely entangled.

"How is the battle situation in Trotsky?" he asked anxiously.

Sverdlov looked worried, his tone was full of anxiety: "The situation is still not ideal. Their several attacks were repelled by the enemy, and they are still unable to take down the Winter Palace."

Lenin asked again: "Where is the Peter Papulovsky group?"

Sverdlov sighed: "They were blocked in the suburbs by the enemy and were engaged in street fighting. I'm afraid there will be no result in a while."

This time it was Lenin's turn to sigh, and he asked again with a glimmer of hope, "Where is Andre's Red Eagle Group?"

Sverdlov smiled bitterly and reminded: "Comrade Lenin, the Red Eagle Group is the farthest from Petrograd. Even if they start acting immediately, they will not be able to come in a few hours!"

"I know!" Lenin sighed again and murmured: "I just hold one-ten thousand hope, hoping Andre can create another miracle!"

At this moment, Georgi hurriedly broke in, "Sorry, Comrade Lenin!" He said with great shame, "The enemy's strength is stronger than we think. They have broken through our defense line. Comrade Rokosovsky took the last force to stop them, but at most they can only delay a little time. I solemnly request you, and the comrades of the Central Committee, to evacuate the Ksescinskaya Palace immediately!"

"What!"

The news surprised the already extremely anxious mentor. He rushed to the window in two steps, observed for a while, and said in confusion: "Aren't the enemy blocked?"

Georgi explained: "The enemy on the front is not afraid, but they have detoured from the side. We really have no extra strength to stop them! Please don't hesitate anymore and evacuate quickly!"

Lenin thought for only a second, then flatly rejected Georgi's proposal. He emphasized with great certainty: "I will not go anywhere. The Ksessinskaya Palace is the residence of the Central Committee of the Bolsheviks. If it is lost, the impact will be very bad! Our enemies will make a big fuss... So I tell you very firmly that Comrade Georgi, the Ksessinskaya Palace must be kept, even if I personally carry my gun to the front line!"

Speaking of this, Lenin ordered Sverdlov firmly: "Mobilize all the forces that can be mobilized, and let all comrades take up weapons to attack our enemies!"

Before Sverdlov's answer, Georgi answered first: "Comrade Lenin, all the young and strong gay men in the Kshesskaya Palace have been mobilized. We cannot go to the front line as well as older comrades and lesbians!"

Lenin looked at Georgi firmly and ordered unquestionably: "Why can't it be? Lesbians are also Bolsheviks. In order to defend the ** Party, they will never refuse to contribute their strength! I am the same sentence as I just said. When necessary, comrades from the Central Committee and I can also go to the front line! We must guard the Kshessinskaya Palace at all costs!"

As long as he said this, Georgi knew that Lenin's will might have been shaken. Since the mentor had the determination to fight to the death, what else could these people say? He saluted Lenin and said resolutely: "Comrade Lenin, I promise you that as long as I have a breath, I will never let the enemy step into the Ksessinskaya Palace!"

Georgi came and left in a hurry. His determination was very touching, but Sverdlov had to consider more. Even when he was absolutely necessary, he would never allow the mentor to carry a gun into battle.

"Comrade Lenin, even if he mobilizes old comrades and lesbians, his strength is still not enough..."

Lenin frowned unhappily, "Comrade Yakov, my attitude is very clear. I must guard the Kshessinskaya Palace. Any suggestions for retreat are anti-** arguments at this time!"

Sverdlov sighed and said, "I know that it is indeed very important to defend the Kshessinskaya Palace, but relying on the existing power is far from enough... My suggestion is whether to draw some of the power from the First Machine Gun regiment, the situation is not very urgent..."
Chapter completed!