212 original intention

Like a thunderous voice across the sky, General Li on the artillery position subconsciously shrank his head. The thunder-like explosion burst with the rising fireball, almost tearing apart the sky curtain with a strong smell of gunpowder smoke, and the sky was dyed red.

The whole battlefield was in a mess under the fierce shelling, with overturned bunkers and trenches razed to the ground. Between the mud, the crooked deer forts are still burning, and the firelight on the whole front almost rendered half of the sky into dazzling blood red.

It was already dawn, and the troops began to attack repeatedly. It was more difficult to attack during the day than at night.

After scolding Zhou Wu, Marshal Li also couldn't stay in the artillery position. He came to a close observation 500 meters from the top of the mountain of Duba Villa. He was dressed in a uniform, foot on the edge of the trench, holding a telescope in his hand, and staring at it. Under the large-brimmed hat, only a beautiful arc is exposed, but it has a beard, showing a strong little chin.

Xu Bingbing, a war correspondent of Xinhua News Agency, brightened her eyes and immediately took this precious historical lens with a camera. This photo has been widely reprinted and has become a familiar image of Li Marshal. Unfortunately, like some battlefield photos released by Marshal Li before, he can't see the whole outline of his face. Although it is only the tip of the iceberg, it is enough to make thousands of girls crazy.

In the bitter battle, Zeng Gao, who threatened to cut off his head, came with a bitter face and said, "I just got the news that more than 2,000 Beiyang troops in the direction of Baijia Town are moving towards Duba Villa."

Li Dashuai's two eyebrows were immediately entangled together. He looked at his pocket watch and gave an order: "At four o'clock in the afternoon, we must launch a general attack."

Zeng Gao actually knew that Marshal Li insisted on fighting this battle because when the Beiyang Army was 'sweeping', the Beiyang Army generally strengthened the battalion as the way. Li Dashuai wanted to find an opportunity to annihilate the enemy all the way, so that the enemy did not dare to take the battalion as the next 'sweeping', so as to expand the time interval between his 'sweeping', which is beneficial to the revolutionary army and the people. Mobility. Another intention is that although the revolutionary army is the main force that adheres to the revolution behind the enemy in Hubei, it should not only fight guerrillas; if necessary, it must also attack and defend, fight tenaciously, and dare to gnaw hard bones. Another most important intention is the purpose of their desperate revolution, which is to carry out the revolution to the end, provoke the arrogant and powerful Beiyang Army, and destroy the doomed tragic and negotiation trend.

In the Duba Villa.

Wang Zhanyuan only supported for a day, and then felt that the defense of Duba Villa was crumbling.

"Report..." The bird prime minister shouted in a shrill voice, "Lord Sun Chuanfang's army was blocked by the revolutionary army in front of the position in Guangshui and did not enter a step..."

"What!?" Wang Zhanyuan roared, and the old bone showed agility and strength that was not commensurate with his age. He strung over, grabbed the bird and lifted it up, and roared with a ferocious face.

The bird's prime minister stammed with fear: "Sun, Sun, Sun... Chuanfang... It's difficult for adults to move forward in Guangshui..."

Wang Zhanyuan panicked. He only felt weak all over, and his heart was colder than this cold winter. He let go of the bird's father-in-law and turned around and shouted, " Break through! Break through immediately!"

Wang Zhanyuan's breakthrough was just in the position under the Duba Mountain held by the Song Quejin Eagle Commando.

Wang Zhanyuan is absolutely cruel enough to burn Duba Mountain. The blazing fire engulfed the positions of the defenders of the revolutionary army under the Duba Mountain, the revolutionary officers and soldiers who were fighting, and at the same time engulfed the Beiyang army that occupied the top of the mountain...

In less than half a day, there is only scorched earth and bare hillsides left in the whole position, and the fortifications have long disappeared.

The fierce general brother Song Que made a difficult mistake. No mountains and forests, no fortifications, how can this bare hillside be law-abiding? Now the situation is clear. One and a half of Wang Zhanyuan's troops are coming for him. Coupled with fierce artillery fire and bombs falling from the sky, it is difficult for even for an ant to live in the position. Let him send more troops, won't that let him die? For the first time, he pleaded with Marshal Li to withdraw his troops to the front-line position.

"No, Song Que, you can't retreat one step. If you let Wang Zhanyuan go, I can't forgive you! Concentrate the troops behind the position and on the ground in batches. In a word, the position must not be lost. Li Dashuai roared and splashed with saliva.

Song Que wiped the saliva off his face. There was nothing he could do. He had to take the tactic of adding oil and adjust it to the position in groups.

Marshal Li looked at the iron man who left sadly, gritted his teeth and called the guard battalion commander.

"How many soldiers do you have in your hand?"

"Two companies."

"Leave a class here, and you can take the rest to the Golden Eagle Commando to reinforce Song Que. Take more machine guns to the warehouse and tell Song Que not to come to see me if you lose your position.

"But the military department..." The captain of the guard battalion was about to defend, but Marshal Li waved impatiently and said, "Execute the order."

The dirt splashed, the bullets roared, and people kept falling around. The cold wind, Song Que, who returned to the battlefield, was still full of sweat. He shook his head mockingly and wiped his two faces on the already dirty military uniform.

The old horse beside him was still shooting fiercely at the Beiyang Army with a machine gun. Song Que opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end. Not far away, the body of a brother fell into the mud. Obviously, half of his head was cut off by the shell skin, and blood and brain plasma flew everywhere.

Several shells roared down and blew out a ball of fire on the second-line position behind them. The air was full of the smell of gunpowder, which was so pungent. That is the masterpiece of the infantry artillery of the Beiyang Army.

The artillery fire of the Beiyang Army is constantly opened. The already muddy battlefield kept splashing mud all over the place, pouring down with red blood.

In order to quickly break through the position of the revolutionary army, the Beiyang Army even ignored the firepower of the revolutionary army and fired the Type 99 infantry gun, which was responsible for providing cover, and fiercely bombarded the revolutionary army's position with the projectile. The shells and bullets of various calibers fell down, and the sound of explosions and gunfire was almost endless.

"The dog is coming up. Everyone is ready, ready." The officers roared rudely.

"All ready!" Song Que wiped the sweat on his face and shouted at the soldiers in the trench, "Revolutionary army, bayonet. Get ready!"

With the advance of the infantry, the firepower of the Beiyang Army became more and more intense. Bullets kept whistling overhead. A trench not far away was directly hit by the artillery fire of the Beiyang Army, and at least half of the shift disappeared in the blooming fireballs in an instant.

The northern front line of the Beiyang army is getting closer and closer. The dark blue Western-style military uniform and the same large-brimmed hat appear in the sight of the revolutionary army soldiers...

Fifty meters...

Forty meters...

Thirty meters...

The Beiyang Army is getting closer and closer, giving people a kind of oppression and fear...

"Fight!" Looking at the gradual approach of the Beiyang army, Song Que roared suddenly.

A burst of rapid firepower suddenly spilled down. The offensive front of the Beiyang Army suddenly stagnated.

"Brothers. Go!" He roared at Song Que. Dozens of revolutionary soldiers fought back again.

Just now, the Beiyang Army was suppressed by dense firepower and stared at dozens of revolutionary soldiers, breaking through the layers of bullet subtitles. Go straight up. They shouted, roared, and rushed up with dense bullets.

Bullets swung through his ears. Just as many revolutionary soldiers jumped out of the trenches, the machine gun fire of the Beiyang Army swept over, and the blood splashed everywhere. Song Que looked at several soldiers who were just about to charge at the same time. By his side, they were knocked down in the flying rain, and the flesh and blood flew.

"Forward! Go ahead! Go ahead!" The officers rudely pushed the soldiers who moved a little slowly.

"Pay attention to concealment!"

Song Que's two fish jumped into a crater running and rushing, followed by the old horse responsible for the cover of the machine gun.

Boom! I don't know where a bullet hit not far away, blowing up a fireball. Two revolutionary soldiers were overturned to the ground by the air wave of the explosion and struggled in pain.

"Damn, the firepower of the Beiyang enemy is too fierce!" Song Que scolded angrily, and a shuttle of bullets swept over, hitting the dirt everywhere. There was a lot of noise around, and Song Que could hardly hear anything. He got up angrily and waved to the second company commander who was commanding the troops to counterattack not far away. "The firepower of the Beiyang enemy is too fierce. I will take a squad around from the flank."

With that, Song Que raised his hand and threw out a grenade and waved his hand to the soldiers behind him: "Brothers, come with me!"

Boom! The smoke of the grenade explosion had not dissipated. Under the cover of the old horse machine gun fire, two brothers with guns rushed up.

Boom! A shell from the Beiyang Army fell close at hand, shout-boom! A fireball suddenly burst out, and the fiery fire swallowed up the two revolutionary soldiers. In the firelight, two revolutionary soldiers covered in fire howled, struggled and ran wildly. The dense rain quickly knocked the two torch-like burning soldiers to the ground like a sieve.

"The dog said, I'll grass your ancestors." The old horse got up, hugged Mark Qin, and swept out the bullets.

The firelight from the grenades thrown out one after another exploded one after another, and two or three Beiyang soldiers who tried to fight back were knocked down like cutting grass under the fierce fire. When Lao Ma's machine gun was changed to the bullet chain and the firepower was slightly reduced, the counterattacking Beiyang Army collided with Song Que, who rushed with bayonets.

Song Que instinctively raised the buttstock of the gun. With a heavy blow, a Beiyang soldier with a machine gun was smashed to his head. The shooting deputy next to him jumped up with a strange cry, but Song Que's bayonet was faster than him. The sharp knife pierced the back muscles and cut the flexible tissue until it came out of the back. Blood gushed out from the knife wound, and life gradually faded with the blood.

Without any hesitation, Song Que instinctively drew back the bayonet. Lao Ma's machine gun was knocked over by a Beiyang soldier who was rushing with a bayonet. A grenade swirled. A brother next to Song Que was quick-eyed and quickly went up, kicked the grenade out with one foot, and jumped on it. Boom! With an explosion, the revolutionary brother was thrown high in a burst of soil. The whole chest and abdomen was completely blown up.

The old horse gritted his teeth and shot several times at the Beiyang soldiers who got up from the fading smoke until the whole chain was empty. A stuffy Beiyang soldier was beaten into a sieve and fell into a pool of blood, while the others quickly lay down and hid next to a crater desperately. He launched a shoot-to-shoot with Song Que.

The bullet brushed his ear, and the old horse was suppressed, so that he had to poke out the gun and shoot randomly. Mark Qin's deputy on one side was bitten off a piece of meat the size of the shoulder by a stray bullet, and grinned in pain.

Choo! A cry tearing the air, a cannonball fell from the sky, boom! There was an explosion, and there was another fire.

The impact of the Beiyang Army also became more and more violent, with successive waves of continuous attacks, but they were all retreated by the revolutionary army commanded by Song Que.

Boom! With an explosion, a cannonball exploded a fireball not far away. A Maxim heavy machine gun that was shooting nearby was swallowed up. Not far away, several revolutionary soldiers and a dozen Beiyang soldiers wrestled into a group, boom! With a short explosion, someone pulled the grenade that died with the Beiyang army.

"Damn it, damn it, it won't take a few hours, and the whole group will be all together!" Song Que's eyes can almost spit out fire. Order a battalion to fight back against me head-on, even if it's all the way to fight down, the Beiyang Army!" Song Que's eyes were blood-red, "How is Master Zhou's situation? Can they respond?"

The communication soldiers of the division who kept calling for reinforcements on the phone with a hoarse voice, half covered their ears. "The First Division is also fighting hard. The Beiyang Army is also launching a fierce counterattack against them. I don't think it can give us much help! The general even sent the guard troops..."

A few more shells roared down, bursting into a sea of fire. Song Que subconsciously shrank his head: "Bah! Bah! Are these dogs crazy? Such a fierce shelling.

The artillery fire from the Beiyang Army became more and more fierce, and the shells were poured down one after another. Thick smoke was rolling and the fire was soaring to the sky.