Chapter 30 Inside and outside Dalian

"Blah!"

Pulling the trigger and trying to escape back to the position, he fell heavily on the muddy land after being moistened by blood and snow. The injured soldier struggled in the mud and howled.

"Mom...Mom!"

It was not just one person who howled. Hundreds of soldiers struggled in the mud. No one bandaged their wounds. In the struggle and howling, blood slowly flowed out of their veins.

Some soldiers who couldn't stand the moaning and howling of their colleagues jumped out of the trench and tried to save them, but they were hit in the abdomen or legs by several rifles aimed at the battlefield at the same time, and there was another wounded person on the battlefield.

The charge at the regimental level of the 5th Division ended in a heavy failure. The soldiers were blocked by multiple layers of barbed wire. When they were hesitating, they were shot by machine guns with crossfire, like the birds hanging on the Internet, playing the shooting game of the guards who came out of the cannon hole.

"Remember, hit them in the leg and don't let the wounded soldiers escape!"

After emptying a box of bullets in the trench, Zheng Dongfeng, who pressed a box of bullets for the rifle, repeatedly emphasized this principle to the soldiers.

"Attract the enemy with wounded soldiers!"

The shooting game may be a test of the soldiers' shooting level, and it is also a kind of practice. Occasionally, there will be a burst of chagrin in the trenches, and they kill the enemy by mistake.

Killing the enemy is more effective than killing the enemy at this time.

Those wounded soldiers will not only call the names of their mothers and wives, but also the names of their comrades-in-arms. There are always some people who can't stand the call of the wounded. As soon as they rush out of the trenches, they fall into the trap, and there is another bait in the trap.

After more than ten minutes of the shooting game, a white flag was raised on the position of the Japanese army, and then an officer and a soldier holding the white flag appeared on the battlefield. They held the white flag and walked towards the position of the guard.

Seeing the white flag, naturally no one will believe that this is to surrender. They must be to rescue the wounded. They need time to rescue the wounded, and the same Guards need to repair the barbed wire.

A few minutes later, the two sides quickly reached a ten-hour ceasefire agreement on the battlefield, and then everything was simple. When I searched for the wounded, thousands of guards and civilians began to repair the barbed wire on the battlefield.

Under the command of the soldiers, Minfu threw the body out of his position and re-built the fence-shaped wire and snake-bellied wire. After more than 3,000 people died, he said that the defense line he tore up with his life once again returned to his pre-war state, which I had never thought of.

The temporary ceasefire on the battlefield and the complexity of the fortifications made nearly 6,000 officers and soldiers defending Dalian and more than 10,000 recruits finally relieved. For the first time, they believed that they could defend the city.

After the gunfire stopped, the short-term ceasefire agreement in Dalian became lively. People came out of their homes and received food with tickets at the market. On the day of the war, Dalian City Defense Command collected all the food in the city, of course, under the pressure of bayonets, otherwise those merchants Never let go of the opportunity to make a fortune, and then start a door-to-door investigation, distribute food ration certificates, and everyone can only buy a certain amount of food.

As the commander of Dalian City Defense, Lin Yuqing did not live in the city hall left by the Russians, or even the mayor's residence, but chose to live in a hut abandoned by the Russians. There are about 20 households in the same house, forming a small block, but the Russian residents here have taken refuge in Lushun long before Dalian's handover, and have become some empty houses, which will be inhabited by the staff of the Dalian City Defense Command and other members.

In the past three days, the Japanese army's long-range shells often fell around, always causing some civilian and soldiers casualties. However, in this case, Lin Yuqing is still the same. When talking to people, I heard the explosion, as if I didn't hear it, and my eyebrows didn't even move. I continued to talk to my subordinates about the city defense.

After the news of the ten-hour truce spread, dozens of journalists from Europe and the United States lived near Lin Yuqing's headquarters. They were originally reporters covering the Russian war, but they just rested in Dalian, but they never thought that there would be such a war of disparity in strength. In fact, they all think that Dalian can only They stayed for a day, but now the performance of the [***] team is beyond their imagination.

As a commander, Lin Yuqing is often invited to meet them. When meeting them, Lin Yuqing always behaved as a gentle and kind-looking gentleman. Perhaps because of his wife's teaching, he has a Western-style politeness. No matter from which point of view, his words and deeds are well practiced.

"Mr. Reporters, do you want to go to the front line?"

In the face of the reporter's request, Lin Yuqing hesitated for a while before saying.

"If I go to the front line, I'm afraid I can't hide my poor command!"

"Your Excellency, you have proved your excellent command with successful defense! I think it's obvious to all!"

A German reporter said that the war that was bound to be defeated was successfully reversed, so they had the hope of direct interviews on the battlefield in order to report the war to the world.

"But..."

Looking at these reporters, Lin Yuqing seemed hesitant. He was worried that his carefully set up defense system would be explored by these reporters, but on the other hand, he hoped that these reporters would report on the defense of Dalian.

Before the start of Dalian, His Majesty sent him a telegram asking him to cooperate with these reporters and use the mouth of these reporters to spread the heroic battles of the Guards to the whole world.

"Your Excellency, I think you also hope that the loyalty and courage of your officers and soldiers will be famous all over the world, don't you?"

John? Harris spit out a suggestion that Lin Yuqing could not refuse.

"Hmm!"

Lin Yuqing nodded, and then turned his head to give the order to the staff summoner. In a blink of an eye, his expression turned into another look, like a cold and severe robot that had lost all his feelings.

"Shao Colonel Deng, you are responsible for taking the reporters to the front line for interviews. Be sure to ensure their safety, understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

Almost to the edge of the city, after crossing a barricade, John? Harris and others entered the trench. When they marched along the traffic trench towards the front, they could see the civilian husbands carrying the wounded and transporting the wounded to the rear, while more civilian husbands were carrying ammunition boxes, winding like the traffic trenches at the head of the city, and the soldiers looked very sparse.

"They are understaffed!"

John, who once participated in the Boer War as a soldier? Harlis's first feeling is the lack of troops, which is well known.

Compared with other reporters who didn't pay attention to the trenches at all when they walked towards the front, Ruger? Hulff carefully looked at the trenches in front of him, which were built after the Chinese "received" Dalian from Russia. Under the trenches were wooden boards.

"Drainage ditch?"

Subconsciously, Lugel believed that under the board under his feet should be a drainage ditch. When he followed the team forward, Lugel paid special attention to the half-man-sized entrance on the side of the trench. Occasionally, when he threw his eyes to the entrance, he could see some ammunition boxes in it, and even some people were in it.

"Small bunker?"

More than a dozen foreign journalists who appeared in the trench for the first time saw Chinese soldiers on the battlefield for the first time. In addition to a few guard soldiers, more soldiers were in the bunker, drinking tea and eating, and many people were writing letters there.

"They are like on vacation!"

The calmness on the soldiers' faces surprised Ruger and others for a while. The repaired trenches still carry traces of war. If you look at these soldiers alone, it is difficult to believe that they have just experienced a battle.

"Mr. Officer, can we look ahead?"

After getting consent, the reporters climbed out of the trench along the small ladder and looked forward. They saw a barbed wire in front of the platform, and a black and long stick pulled vertically from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, just crossed with the barbed wire. Ruger wiped his eyes. What is the black stick?

Taking a closer look at the Japanese soldier who was supposed to be killed, looking at the corpses all over the ground, he and immediately shocked him and other reporters. This dark stick is a pile of Japanese soldiers who have been killed.

Those Chinese civil soldiers are repairing the wire. When they repair the barbed wire, they keep throwing the broken limbs to the ground and standing on the chest wall in front of the trench. Everyone can intuitively see the craters one by one on the front positions of the Guards.

"My God! They..."

John? Harris turned his head and looked at the relaxed Chinese soldiers in the trenches.

"How did they survive!"

How did they survive in such a dense shelling? At this time, all the reporters raised such a question. Compared with the bodies left by the Japanese army in the barbed wire, the reporters were more concerned about how this group of Chinese soldiers could so calmly "enjoy" the battlefield life in the trenches after the shelling.

"I'm a copper pea that can't be steamed, boiled, cooked, flattened, fried, a copper pea. Every time my son teaches you to get into his hoe, he can't get rid of it, and he can't take off the thousand-layer brocade head..."

At this time, a soldier's humming sound came from the trench, accompanied by his humming, and soldiers around him shouted from time to time.

"Maybe... Maybe they can't steam, cook, beat flat, stir-fry, and stir-fry a copper pea!"

John who has been in China for more than ten years? Harris listened to the play and whispered in his heart.

"They must be able to defend Dalian, what do you think? Rudolph!"

John? Hallis turned his head and said his opinion. The most important thing for the complete fortifications was a group of soldiers who were not afraid of death.

And Rudolph shook his head.

"This is the third day! There are very few of them..."

(to be continued)