With a question, Fu Longzhi decided to personally see the strength of the First Machine Gun Regiment, so he explained several precautions to his assistants and rode his horse to the defense zone of the First Machine Gun Regiment. He wanted to know why this unit was so capable of fighting.

At this time, Grigori Ivanovich was commanding his subordinates to step up the repair of fortifications. When he learned that Fu Longzhi had suddenly arrived, he was shocked and could not help but wonder whether Luga had lost and whether the commander-in-chief escaped from the chaos alone.

"Grigory Ivanovic." Fu Longzhi dropped the reins, jumped off the horse, and greeted him enthusiastically.

This somewhat dispelled Grigori Ivanovich's doubts. If Luga was finished, the commander-in-chief would definitely not be so relaxed, but he couldn't understand why Fu Longzhi left the front-line troops at this time and came to him.

"Hello, Comrade Fulongzhi," Grigori Ivanovic asked straight to the point, "Why are you here?"

Fu Longzhi smiled, "I have temporarily repelled the enemy's attack and can take a breath. I'm here to see how your position is built."

"Welcome to inspect!"

Grigori Ivanovich didn't think much, thinking that Fu Longzhi was about to be unable to withstand it. This was a disguised urging him to repair his defensive position quickly. In fact, from the evening, when the continuous wounded soldiers retreated from Luga, he knew that it was only a matter of time before Luga was lost.

Fu Longzhi waved at him and signaled Grigory Ivanovich to follow him, exclaiming as he walked: "Comrade Grigory Ivanovich, your first machine gun regiment performed really well... On the front line, you can destroy more than a thousand enemies in one company, several times more than the enemies destroyed by a large group of my subordinates. How did you do it?"

Grigori Ivanovich was stunned. He didn't expect that what Fu Longzhi really wanted to know was this, but he said modestly: "This is entirely your credit, which means you have commanded well!"

Fu Longzhi shook his head and denied, "I didn't command well! In the past ten hours, more than half of my workers' Red Guards suffered casualties. If it weren't for your company, the casualties would have been even greater." Speaking of this, he suddenly asked, "Do you know how many comrades have suffered only in your second company?"

Grigori Ivanovich shook his head. He was busy rushing back and forth this afternoon, and then repairing fortifications. He really didn't have time to care about the second company who was transferred away.

"Twenty-six comrades were killed and killed. Only seven of them died." Fu Longzhi sighed, "The casualty rate is only 20%, and most of the injured comrades were slightly injured. This is a miracle compared to the casualties you caused to the enemy!"

Fu Longzhi couldn't wait to ask: "Can you tell me how you created this miracle? Or, what advanced experience do you have?"

Grigori Ivanovich smiled bitterly. He had no advanced experience. Before the war broke out, he was just a middle school teacher. After enlisting in the army, although he participated in a series of battles, his position was not high.

Before serving as the commander of the First Machine Gun Regiment, although he was the acting commander of the Peter Papulov Regiment, it was simply because the commander and the main commander in the regiment died gloriously or were seriously injured and left the commander. To put it bluntly, he was replaced. Before that, he was just a deputy battalion commander.

After escaping from Petrograd, the Central Committee reorganized the Peterpapulov regiment and the First Machine Gun Regiment. For some reason, most of the commanders of the First Machine Gun Regiment were not promoted, but instead transferred him as an outsider to the position of regiment commander.

Then there was a one-and-a-half-month intensive training. At the Finnish base, he, the commander who became a monk, finally learned some military knowledge and skills. But according to Mannaheim, his level was at most a company commander, and he was all right to be a battalion commander.

Grigori Ivanovich is very self-aware. He has no outstanding military prominence at all. The reason why he can be a regiment commander is mainly because of his previous contributions and the extreme lack of commanders in the army. Therefore, he has no way to talk about Shenma's advanced experience, and he can only remain silent about Fu Longzhi's question.

After a long time, Grigori Ivanovich said: "I don't know much about fighting. If you ask me what advanced experience I have, I can't say..."

At first, Fu Longzhi wondered why the guy in front of him was a dull man, and wanted to urge him a few words, but he was humble as soon as he spoke, which made him a little dissatisfied: "Comrade Grigory Ivanovich, don't be too humble, being too humble is pride!"

Grigori Ivanovich's face turned red, and he scratched his head and said, "Comrade Fu Longzhi, I'm not being humble. If you must ask what the difference between our First Machine Gun Regiment and other troops, I can only say that first, the party gave us the determination and will to fight to the end. Secondly, we are regular troops, and our comrades have all gone to the battlefield and have some combat experience. Finally, starting last month, we conducted systematic training at our base in Finland and replaced some equipment..."

Fu Longzhi scoffed at the first two, and his fighting will was nonsense. The Red Guards under his command were not lacking in the same will, and they were not afraid of bloodshed and sacrificed, and they all wanted to destroy the White Army. As for the regular army, it was even more nonsense. The military quality of ordinary Russian soldiers could only be said to be a mess. The combat effectiveness of the regular army was not much higher than that of the guerrillas. More often, the regular army was a group of rabbits. Once the guns and cannons fired, they might flee in all directions.

What really made Fu Longzhi care about was the last one, "Finland base? What is that? Who is training you in the system? And, what equipment have you all replaced?"

Grigori Ivanovich patiently explained to Fu Longzhi about the Finnish base and equipment. When Fu Longzhi heard that a former lieutenant general was teaching them and teaching them combat skills step by step, he nodded in agreement.

Modern soldiers are no longer just the kind of strong men with strong limbs and strong strength in the past. They not only need physical fitness, but also arm their minds. The main reason why the Russian army's combat effectiveness is not that the soldiers are not brave enough, but that most soldiers are illiterate. They do not know how to correctly execute their superiors' orders and do not know how to manipulate increasingly advanced combat machines, and will only show off their courage.

Fu Longzhi realized more than once that the Red Guards under his worker were brave, but they were all stubborn. They could only silly pick up bayonets and charge towards the enemy, and never thought about whether they were dying.

Not only soldiers, but also commanding battles is also a group of simple fools. For example, Voroshilov can only simply and roughly let his subordinates launch a charge and send the young men to the enemy's gun. But he never thought that commanding is also an art.

It is very necessary to systematically train soldiers and commanders, improve their military qualities, and adapt them to modern combat. This is the first conclusion that Fu Longzhi made in his heart. Then he said: "Let me see your weapons to change their clothes!"

The first thing that appeared in front of Fu Longzhi was the Uz submachine gun. This small and powerful continuous weapon made Fu Longzhi praise him. If his worker Red Guards also had this weapon, then he would definitely not have lost so many comrades this afternoon.

If the Uz submachine gun still amazes Fu Longzhi, then the PK machine gun makes him a little crazy. Compared with the stupid and stupid Maxim, the lightweight and avant-garde PK is simply a work of art - a weight of only 9 kilograms of empty guns. For example, many "light machine guns" today are slim, but they have firepower similar to heavy machine guns. In fact, as long as it is installed on a tripod, it is an absolute heavy machine gun.

Fu Longzhi stroked the PK machine gun excitedly, as if he was touching his lover, "How many PK universal machine guns do you have?"

Grigori Ivanovich honestly replied: "Every infantry squad has one PK, the fire platoon has four, the battalion-owned machine gun company, and twelve. Each squad has an anti-aircraft gun frame, which can be used as an anti-aircraft machine gun..."

Fu Longzhi was completely crazy. What did he hear? One company has 13 machine guns and one battalion has 51 machine guns. Wouldn't that regiment have hundreds of machine guns? Your uncle, the Russian standard light infantry divisions nowadays may not have more machine guns than your regiment. What are you doing?

Grigori Ivanovich seemed to see that Fu Longzhi was stimulated, and he explained in a low voice: "Comrade Fu Longzhi. We have not completely changed our clothes. According to the organization plan of Comrade Andre Petrovich, we must at least double the machine guns. Each infantry squad should have two light machine guns to form two attack teams... and our artillery has been greatly weakened... The 60mm mortars that should be equipped with the infantry company have been cut off... Now our regiment artillery battalion has only 18 120mm mortars, and each battalion artillery company has 6 82mm mortars..."

Grigori Ivanovich dared not say anything anymore because Fu Longzhi showed signs of foaming at his mouth, especially when he heard that the advanced 120mm mortars were projecting 12 to 15 15 kilograms of grenades per minute, which could hit as far as nearly six thousand meters away, he almost suffered a stroke.

In this year, the maximum range of the 1913 76mm infantry gun equipped by the Russian Infantry Division was only 7 kilometers, and the projectile weighed less than 7 kilograms. It is almost certain that if both sides fired at each other, the suppressed one would definitely be the 1913 76mm infantry gun. The White Army could only get back to its disadvantage if it replaced the 122mm howitzer or the 107mm cannon introduced to France.

However, these two types of artillery are only owned by the elite troops of the White Army. For ordinary Russian light infantry divisions, they are more equipped with the Type 1913 76mm infantry guns and the Type 1904 or 1906/1909 mountain guns. Compared with the First Machine Gun Regiment equipped with 120mm mortars, they have no advantage.

Fu Longzhi began to regret it. He should have come to know the First Machine Gun Regiment earlier. If he had known that the opponent had such fierce firepower, he would at least have to borrow artillery from them. In the Luga defense battle, the biggest casualties to his workers' Red Guards were the enemy's artillery. If he also had the support of artillery, not to mention that he was on par with the enemy, it would at least cause greater casualties to the enemy.

But it’s not too late to understand now. At least Fu Longzhi is more confident in completing the blocking mission. With the first machine gun regiment here, he will definitely be able to give the enemy a major injury on the banks of the Luga River!

"Did these advanced weapons be purchased by the central government from abroad?" Fu Longzhi asked curiously.

Grigori Ivanovich shook his head, "As far as I know, these weapons were purchased by Comrade Andre in Finland, and are said to have been produced by his brother in an arsenal in Finland..."

This is the second time that Fulongzhi has heard the name Andre from Grigory Ivanovich. In fact, he has heard this name a lot in the past month. His worker Red Guards' activities funding was raised by the one, and he also supported some of their guns and ammunition.

More importantly, among the letters and telegrams that have been in contact with the main comrades in the central government, many well-known bigwigs have mentioned this name more than once. They are said to be one of the most important confidants of the mentor and are very popular with him. Many old friends even said jealously in the letters they wrote - We have been revolutionizing for decades, but in the end, they are not as good as a young boy who has just joined the revolution.

In the past, Fu Longzhi thought it was an exaggeration, but now it seems that this is not an exaggeration at all. If he had obtained such advanced weapons and huge funds, he would have appreciated such young talents as a mentor. What is the early revolution? In the end, it depends on how much strength you contribute to the revolution!

Fu Longzhi became more interested in Li Xiaofeng. He forgot about Luga's battle. He consulted Grigory Ivanovich in detail about all the information about a certain immortal. When he squeezed his teeth into his mouth and asked someone about what he had done since the revolution, he couldn't help but be shocked. He even made up his mind to go to Petrograd after quelling the rebellion of Kornilov. He met this magical Comrade Andre.

Li Xiaofeng never expected that he was favored by Fu Longzhi. At this time, he was also a little worried. It was not that the revolutionary situation had deteriorated. The situation in Petrograd was very good. After a day of fierce fighting, as Peter Paul Fortress returned to the hands of the revolutionary army, Kornilov's territory was only left in the city. Outside the city, he sent troops to attack Kronstad, and under the guiding ideology of Denikin's pretentiousness, he started to work hard on two or three attacks.

In short, Kornilov's situation was not good. If his reinforcements could not arrive in Petrograd as soon as possible, he would be eliminated soon. Even if his reinforcements arrived on time, at most they would cover the down-and-out former Supreme Commander to break through the siege.

Kornilov could no longer make any waves, and the one who really caused trouble for Li Xiaofeng was Shulijin. The highest leader of the Russian underworld forces, I don’t know if he suddenly woke up or got some news. He never died and was about to play the trick of the Yellow Bird in the future. Without warning, he suddenly returned to Petrograd.

On the one hand, he took action to temporarily stabilize the situation of the impending collapse for Kornilov, and on the other hand, he suddenly captured Anna.

"Little bitch, say, why do you betray me!" Shu Lijin waved her whip frantically, constantly whipping Anna's naked skin.

This special nine-tailed cat whip will leave nine blood marks on the human body every time it beats. Moreover, the one in Shu Lijin's hand has been treated with special materials. It not only brings severe physical pain to the tortured person, but also causes soul trauma.

Ordinary people will die after being hit, but Anna has been hit for more than a dozen times. Every time she feels that her soul is about to be torn apart. That feeling is really worse than death. However, Anna did not scream. She just looked at Shu Lijin coldly, as if another person was being tortured.

Anna's indifferent attitude completely angered Shu Lijin. No one could ignore his existence, and no one could betray him and ignore him afterwards. This aroused his beastly nature. While whipping Anna hard, she roared like a beast: "You bitch, do you think I can't do anything to you? I will let you spend every day in hell for the rest of your life, and I will make you worse than death!"

Anna didn't care about this. For her, seeing Shu Lijin's angry expression was already a great pleasure in life. She grinned and said sarcastically: "Hmph, so what? As long as you can destroy your plan and let your hard work be wasted, I will be the winner even in hell. And you, haha, arrogant, self-righteous, and thought you could control everything, but was defeated by a weak woman without any power... You are an absolute loser. I really want to ask you, how does this feel?"

Shu Lijin punched and kicked him, and Anna's sarcasm almost made him crazy, but he didn't know how to refute this sarcasm. Anna was right. He had completely failed. Even if the situation was temporarily stabilized, even he had to admit that Kornilov had no hope at all. His best result was to save his life, and Russian politics would never have a place for him.

Kornilov's failure represents the bankruptcy of his support for Nicholas II's plan to restore the revenge. For Shulijin, this blow is no less than a blow to lightning.

After the crazy violence, Anna was beaten to death. Shu Lijin panted heavily, her red eyes staring at Anna, who was covered in blood, as if she wanted to swallow this poor weak woman and her belt bones.
Chapter completed!