Chapter 11 Are you ready?

The gray clouds slowly migrate from south to north. The sun is dim and the weather is cold, giving people a feeling of desolation.

Outside Xinmin City, the yellow fields on both sides of the Liaohe River are lying lonely. In the forest that began to wither yellow, the bird magpie screamed in panic and flew around in panic. In the air, a snake eagle is hovering in the air. Perhaps because it is lost in the direction of wintering in the south, the snake eagle will stay in the ice and snow of Kanto. It will circle in the air to find the target, but when he sees the movement of the ground, it will fly away quickly.

At the end of the first month, when the south of the Yangtze River has shown some green, the land of Kanto is still like ice and snow, even a little colder than the twelfth lunar month, and there is no sign of spring in the first month.

The northwest wind was rampant for two days and two nights. In the evening, there was a dead peace between heaven and earth, which was frightening and suffocating. Looking up at the air, the thick lead-gray clouds are stagnant, and the sky seems to be slowly sinking, as one with the vast earth. However, it did not sink after all. I don't know when it was torn into countless pieces by a gust of light wind. It fell down, and it was another heavy snow.

The heavy snow came and went quickly. After an hour of snow, it stopped. On the Liaohe River under the sunset, the snowflakes were blown by the wind and swirled on the hard ice nearly two feet thick, just like the Russian's whirlwind, and the snowflakes rolled like a whirlwinding elf.

When the elves are dancing on the ice, on the west bank of the Liaohe River, low white snow walls are stretched between the river and the dam, and there is another snow wall on the opposite slope behind the low dam. In the wind and snow, you can occasionally see some black-rimmed red war flags inlaid with "Han-style vassal dragons". This is the east of the Chinese Empire. A defense line in the northern region.

The trench was built by the Volunteer Army when it crossed the Liaohe River. This is a standard trench that meets the specifications of the Guangfu Army trench. The trench is five feet deep, the chest wall is five feet thick, and one foot two feet high. There is a front-mounted machine gun fortress every 100 meters, and a mortar fort 200 meters behind the trench. The traffic trench is connected to the second trench 300 meters behind. If they come to receive What's the shortcoming? I'm afraid there is no barbed wire, so the first thing they did when they came here was to pull out the snake belly barbed wire. The snake belly-shaped barbed wire turned into a snow wall in the wind and snow.

Tie Gangcheng, the squad leader of the fourth squad of the 8th Company of the 3rd Battalion of the th 39th Regiment of the 52nd Division of the Chinese Imperial Guards, and the soldiers of his class are guarded in the cover of the trenches. They have been driving here from Shaanxi for ten and a half days. Every day, they are nestled in the volunteer army... At least the anti-Russian volunteer army no longer exists in the establishment, with With the establishment of the empire, the volunteer army accepted the "recruitment" and adapted it into a part of the Chinese Imperial Guards.

There are many branches and leaves between the cracks in the log top of the shelter. The wooden roof is covered with four or five feet of thick soil. The shelter is three meters wide and six meters long. It is exactly the shelter of an infantry squad. Like any field shelter, the conditions here are extremely simple. Except for the fire cage and passage in the middle, it is cushioned by earth bricks. The wicker ** was covered with thick wheat straw, and the soldiers huddled in **. The empty ammunition box was their table. At the end of the shelter, except for more than a dozen yards of neat ammunition boxes, there was a statue of your majesty hanging on the earth wall.

"What the hell is this? It's my first time!"

Zhang Bo, lying diagonally in the grass nest in the shelter, staring at the hot kettle and said angrily.

"This is a sit-in, the latest!"

Li Tianfeng, who was sitting next to him, said.

"Silence? Are we just sitting here?"

Zhang Bo patted the rifle in his hand. The rifle is a German-made Mauser gun, but it is the only sharp bullet in the world with Chinese caliber.

"We are soldiers. It's his mother who came to fight! The old man and the young man were jubilantly fighting in our territory. We squatted in the distance and looked at it. In addition to his mother's empty gun, his mother watched the refugees who dragged their families withdraw to the refugee camp here. Are we still the imperial guards?

Ma Guozhong, the shooter who was wiping the MJ-02 light machine gun, wiped the gun hard while complaining to himself.

"In a hurry! When those foreign devils hit us, we will make them look good, and let those foreign devils see the power of our cold children!"

The squad leader Tie Gangcheng is wiping the bayonet there to pass the time in the "field". It is not as good as training in the barracks. But in this trench, in this trench, in addition to running along the trench to maintain physical fitness, all they can do is wipe the gun and wipe the gun over and over again.

Zhang Bo blinked his red eyes, looked at the monitor, and sighed.

Li Tianfeng felt that Zhang Bo was in a bad mood. He stabbed the bayonet in his hand hard on the frozen earth wall of the cover. The bayonet only stabbed more than two inches deep, and behind it was frozen soil.

"Our bayonets and bullets will have nothing to do! Sooner or later, we will definitely cross the Liaohe River!"

"Five across the Liaohe River? You didn't dream, did you?"

Ma Guozhong, who was wiping the machine gun, almost laughed.

"The volunteer army that even crossed the Liaohe River has been withdrawn, and we have also crossed the Liaohe River. You must have dreamed of mutton noodles and have stuptology!"

As he spoke, there was a buzz in the air.

"Pairband, monitor, look, it's over the plane again!"

The grass curtain that blocked the cold was suddenly lifted, and his head with a dog's skin hat poked out and shouted.

Zhou Yuliang, who had been pillowed on the ammunition box, jumped up suddenly without wearing a coat or even military boots. He rushed out of the shelter in a pair of self-woven straw slippers.

"The dog said, it's a group of cold children who have never seen the world!"

Looking at the appearance of his comrades-in-arms rushing out to see the plane, Li Tianfeng, who had read privately for several years, suppressed his laughter and asked the monitor.

"Uh-huh! Monitor, to be honest, why do I think this matter is strange? As long as the plane is sunny, it will fly to Fengtian without life. We have not declared neutrality so far. Do you think we will hit the cold board from behind the old man's buttocks!"

The steel lying in the grass nest, listening to Li Tianfeng's words, was stunned at first, and then answered.

"What the hell, when the order comes, we will let Lao Maozi see the power of our Shaanxi Lengwa!"

With ruthlessness in his words, the bayonet in his hand slammed at the empty bullet box in front of him, and the bayonet pierced the bullet box.

After the plane in the air disappeared, Zhang Bo did not return to the trenches, but walked on the dam. The whistle when the cold wind blew through the frozen treetops was like the grief and indignation of the refugees who lost their homes in the refugee camp. They seemed to be appealing to the officers and soldiers to protect them. But what about now? The big guy is like a coward in this nest.

After a while, it was dark, and I could occasionally see the starry night sky in the clouds. Compared with being in the cover where I couldn't see the sky and my body could not stand upright, at this time, Zhang Bo's greatest wish was to stand up with a rifle in his hand like on the training ground in Shaanxi. On the battlefield of Pingchuan, he shouted to kill the enemy and stab. The knife was inserted into their chests. Thinking of this, Zhang Bo held a rifle in one hand, grabbed a ball of snow from the ground with one hand, and shook it fiercely towards the frozen Liao River. Looking at the frozen river, he had only one thought in his heart.

"If I cross the Liaohe River, I will be willing to die."

New People's City, with the stationing of the headquarters of the Second Army of the Imperial Guards, has long been a military camp. Although it is nightfall, the sound of military boots is still echoing on the streets of New People's City. The patrols with live ammunition are on guard on the street, and occasionally the barking of military dogs echoes in the night sky.

In front of the headquarters of the Second Army, more than a dozen white-painted F02 cars were parked on the street. The chimneys of the small generator in the headquarters compound emitted black smoke, and the dense telephone lines in the air spread around the outside of the city along the temporarily buried telephone lines. The bells of the phone in the lobby echoed from time to time, and the staff officers came. Walking back in the lobby, on a large sand table map, the officers kept planting the flags of Russia and the two countries on the sand table.

Compared with the hustle and bustle in the lobby, Lin Yanren, dressed in a tea-green military uniform, was standing in the command center next to the lobby. A cold-and-year-old officer sitting behind his desk, with a big fur collar of a tweed coat blocked his officer.

"Director!"

Xiao Yuren pointed to the chair in front of him, with a smile on his cold face.

"Sit down! Don't be so formal. You are a lieutenant general, and I am also a lieutenant general. At most, I will teach a few days earlier than you!"

"Yan Ren has the honor to listen to the director's teachings. The director is Yan Ren's teacher, and Yan Ren dare not be disrespectful!"

Lin Yanren's slightly thin melon seed face is not ordinary cynicism, but respect from the bottom of his bones.

"You boy,"

Staring at the melon seed face, which is rare among men, Xiao Yuren smiled. He knew why the boy pretended to be respectful now. He was not a direct line, but he was in military merit, and it was impossible for His Majesty to replace him. Naturally, he had to pretend to be a grandson in front of him. In the past few months, he not only pretended to be a grandson, but simply pretended to be a gangster. This is for self-protecting, and even suspected of self-fouling.

"Let's report the current war situation in Fengtian!"

Lin Yanren hurried to the front of the map.

"Director, since January 25, the Russian army was defeated in the counterattack against the Heitaigou. After the commander of the Russian Second Army fled all the way to St. Petersburg, the Japanese army has continuously launched a series of attacks on the first group of the left wing of the Russian Fengtian Defense Line. As the staff expected, the army would adopt the strategy of attacking east and west. Kuropatxin thought it was left. The wing is the main direction of the army's attack, so all the reserves were gathered here. Today, the army launched an attack on the right wing of the Russian army. According to the information brought back by the reconnaissance aircraft in the evening and the report sent back by the reconnaissance aircraft, the army is progressing smoothly at present, and the second army of the Russian army may face the crisis of being beesced by Naiki in the next few days..."

"That is to say, the time is ripe!"

"Director, it's about to mature!"

"Is your army ready?"

(to be continued)