afterglow

Chapter 307 Chapter [-] Extraordinary luck; encirclement and annihilation!
"Grass! Don't run away!"

Holding a pistol, Zhao Xuwu crept to the vicinity of the deer, then carefully aimed, and then shot six shots at one of the does, emptying the magazine in one go.

As the proud son of heaven, Air Force pilots have various preferential treatments. It is almost the default rule to choose their favorite self-defense weapons, and Zhao Xuwu is no exception.

The Browning M7906 pocket pistol he used was a product of the pocket pistol trend that swept the world at the beginning of the century. It was very small, not as big as an adult male's palm, so it was called "palm thunder" in Ming Dynasty.

Correspondingly, the power of the .25ACP pistol bullet it fires is extremely weak, only more than 100 joules.

As a result, the doe, who had been shot three times, ran away in panic, and the Siberian red deer ran away without a trace.

"Trash! The fart is useless!"

I am used to living a pampered life, and it is easy to have all kinds of absurd things when encountering actual combat. For example, Zhao Xuwu stepped on almost all the pits.

Now he could only helplessly chase the deer in the direction where the herd was fleeing, hoping that the injured doe would not have the strength to run too far.

a moment later...

Second Lieutenant Gavriel led a dozen cavalrymen to the place where the gunshots had just been heard.

They searched the surrounding fields carefully, and it didn't take long to find traces of trampling on the grass.

Gavriel got off his horse and bowed to look at the series of footprints for a while—the grass was trampled and broken, but it was still very conspicuous when viewed closely.

"The fresh trace is him."

"Shall we just follow the footprints?"

"and many more."

Gavriel stepped on the stirrups, snorted his mount, then stood up straight away, picked up the binoculars and looked towards the southwest.

Standing high and looking far away, standing on the horse safely and searching the surrounding environment is a compulsory course for cavalry units from all over the world. Some cavalrymen with high skills and boldness can even stand on the back of the horse.

Soon, he found a figure a few kilometers away—walking briskly, and his clothes were no different from those of Ming army pilots.

"Let's go! Take him back, even if we get drunk tonight, no one will care."

The cavalry cheered a few times, then quickly sat back on the horses, shaking the reins to make the mounts run forward quickly.

Not long after, Zhao Xuwu, who was following the bloodstains on the ground and following the herd of deer, realized something was wrong.

Not far ahead is a stream, which originates from the Chersky Mountains in front of it. Because of the large drop here, the water flow is a bit turbulent.

Zhao Xuwu was debating whether he should be brave enough to jump directly into the water, when suddenly, the sound of clear gunshots came from behind.

"boom--"

He looked back and saw more than ten cavalry galloping towards them, and the Russian cavalry rode their horses and fired at the sky.

ah?

Surprised, Zhao Xuwu couldn't believe his eyes—how did these old men find themselves?
He thought that no one would notice his crash, and he would not be hunted down by the enemy, which meant that he could do whatever he wanted in this uninhabited wilderness, as long as he tried his best to fight against nature.

Didn't expect the crashed plane to be found?At the same time, the Russian army actually sent a patrol.

Obviously there is no room for resistance now, how can a small pistol compete with a dozen lances?

Damn bad luck!These old men won't take their grievances on themselves, will they?
When will the prisoners be exchanged?He promised to go to Yanjing with his fiancée for vacation, so it seems that he broke his promise.

At this moment, Zhao Xuwu thought a lot.He stood still, slowly took out his pistol and threw it on the ground.

But as the enemy army got closer and closer, he suddenly felt that it would be humiliating to surrender without doing anything like this, it would be too embarrassing!
So he bent down and picked up the pistol again, then turned and ran.

On the contrary, this made the Russian cavalrymen who were approaching stunned—you are very cunning, did you feint?
After running wildly for dozens of meters, the nervous Zhao Xuwu stopped by the stream and hesitated for a few seconds, but when he looked back, the yelling enemy army was coming at a gallop!

He simply gave up his heart and jumped straight into the water.

In such a place with a relatively high latitude, the stream originating from the mountains is naturally very cool, about just above zero degrees.

The flight suit was soaked in water in an instant, and the biting cold water made him shiver involuntarily, and then kept shivering.

After rolling up and down, left and right for a while in the slightly turbulent stream, he finally stabilized his figure, and then his right leg hit a stone again.

Under the pain, he subconsciously opened his mouth, and ended up choking on the cold water.

Half a minute later, when Second Lieutenant Gavriel led the cavalry to the edge of the stream, only a figure floating in the water could be seen drifting away.

"Damn! Damn! These cunning Khitans!"

It is not easy to chase along the stream. From time to time, there are bumps of different heights on the shore, as well as large areas of shrubs and woods.

Why is this guy so ignorant?If he obediently catches him, then after returning to the base, we will eat meat, drink wine, eat and drink enough, and then choose a beautiful military prostitute to sleep beautifully. How comfortable will it be?
As a result, this guy actually slipped into the water, and now he is in a dilemma.

Let him go, all previous efforts will be wasted; keep chasing, it will be troublesome.

"Go on, chase!" the black-faced Second Lieutenant Gavriel ordered loudly.

The extremely depressed Russian cavalry shook their reins, and more than a dozen cavalry began to chase northwest along the shore.

After stabilizing his figure in the stream, Zhao Xuwu tried his best to keep calm and analyze the current situation.

This stream originates from the mountains and flows from southeast to northwest, which is exactly the opposite of my goal, so I must go ashore as soon as possible.

And in order to reduce the possibility of being discovered, you can't go ashore from a flat beach, but look for a place full of stones or shrubs to go ashore.

After judging that he had drifted for about three kilometers, he swam to the side with all his strength, and then, seeing the timing, he grabbed a branch that was almost touching the water...

After returning to land, Zhao Xuwu didn't care about anything else, and walked quickly to the south without daring to stay for a minute.

The wet clothes made him shiver from the cold, and his body would consume more calories in order to fight against the low temperature. Previously, he had expended a lot of energy in order to maintain his figure in the stream, and now he was almost exhausted.

He knew he would have to warm himself to the fire as soon as possible to beat the chill, and that once it got dark, he would almost certainly die in his wet clothes.

So he found a nearby soil slope, found a depression on the back of it, then used a dagger to chop off some branches at random, and lit a bonfire with a lighter under the big tree.

In this way, the smoke rising from the campfire will be dispersed and diluted by the branches and leaves, reducing the possibility of detection.

If the army infantry saw his clumsy approach, they would definitely laugh at it—how to light a fire concealedly is a basic skill, and the scouts are the best at this. If they fail the assessment, they will not even think about eating that day.

Fortunately, there were not many Russian troops who came to search for Zhao Xuwu, and no one found it until the sun went down.

Although the feeling of an empty stomach is very uncomfortable, but he is sleepy and tired and has no choice but to choose to rest for a night.

He took out a group photo of himself and his fiancée and looked at it for a while, then fell asleep with a toffee in his mouth and a parachute wrapped in his mouth.

For Zhao Xuwu, this was a thrilling and exciting day, but on the front line where the two sides were fighting, the situation was completely different.

From morning to evening, the 66th Infantry Brigade of the Russian Army, which was ordered to cross the border, suffered five air strikes of varying sizes.

Although they chose to retreat last night, to Colonel Vadim's horror, the Ming army unexpectedly appeared behind their side!

The back road was blocked, the front was attacked again, and air raids continued during the period. Such an "overwhelming" situation put the Russian army on the verge of collapse.

Finally, he persisted until the sun went down, but the reinforcements were still on the way, and his situation was still bad.

"That stupid circus clown Kuzma, what is he doing? He was supposed to be here at noon! He has to be court martialed!"

The Kuzma that Colonel Vadim complained about was the acting commander of the 40th Infantry Division-a small, thin guy who usually likes to laugh and laugh.

The order to take the initiative to cross the border to provoke troubles was so anxious that the frontline troops were in a hurry and were not fully prepared.

Some aircraft of the Air Force are still under maintenance, and the soldiers of the army units are not fully replenished; the commander of the 40th Infantry Division is even still in St. Petersburg for medical treatment, so that he has to be handed over to other people for command.

The 40th Division has actually tried its best to rush to the front line, but there are also a lot of aerial bombs falling on their heads.Although it was the same five times, the scale of the air strikes was a bit larger.

The Russian army that was blown up and down was in disarray. It was hard to gather the team and restore order, and then it was attacked by air again...

Repeatedly, I only traveled ten kilometers in a whole day.

As a professional soldier, Colonel Vadim hated this kind of military action purely for politics, but he had to execute it.

From his point of view, taking the initiative to cross the border without adequate preparation is asking for trouble, and those guys in St. Petersburg don't think of them as human beings.

Now... as expected, asking for trouble?Look at this posture, the whole army might be wiped out!

More than 66 people from the entire [-]th Brigade were squeezed into an area of ​​less than five square kilometers, trapped three kilometers away from the border.

After a whole day of hard work, the Russian army occupied seven highlands or hills as the commanding heights, and the brigade headquarters was located on the back slope of one of the hills, intending to fight the Ming army to the end and stand by for help.

"They (40th Infantry Division) will be there tomorrow, we just have to hold out for one night."

Colonel Vadim glanced at the officers in the headquarters and saw that everyone's fighting spirit was low, so he added: "Don't you even have the spirit of Russian warriors? God bless, we will be able to..."

"boom!"

A sudden loud bang interrupted his words—it was a 112mm anti-explosive bomb.

Immediately afterwards, explosions like popping beans rushed into the simple field command post with air leaks on all sides.

"Damn it!" Colonel Vadim turned and walked out of the shelter.

Just as he looked up to the south, two bright red lights trailed into the deep night sky.

A few seconds later, three or four bright white light clusters suddenly appeared in the air, and they shot out countless rays of light, instantly illuminating the entire field as bright as day.

The dazzling white light of up to 30 candela temporarily blinds anyone who accidentally glimpses it, leaving only a vast expanse of whiteness in front of them.

Then, the rapid shelling that followed turned several of the commanding heights into a sea of ​​flames, and as far as the eye could see, there were explosions one after another.

"Let them report the situation! Immediately!" Vadim ordered loudly, pointing to a hill one kilometer away.

It was obvious that the Ming army did not want them to survive tonight.

From ancient times to the present, launching night raids has been extremely risky. In ancient times, only a small number of elite soldiers could carry out night combat operations.In addition to being rich in experience and easy to organize, only well-nourished elite soldiers will not be troubled by night blindness.

In fact, the Ming army does not put night battles as the first choice in tactics now, and night battles are the next best choice.Because the risks are mutual, the enemy's army is indeed prone to collapse, but the difficulty of command and organization for one's own side will also rise sharply.

If you are sure to defeat your opponent when you act during the day, you should not choose to act at night.

However, compared with the Forbidden Army for many years in Taiping, the army units stationed in northern Xinjiang all the year round are much more proficient in night battles-there are more training and exercises, and the officers and soldiers are more psychologically adaptable.

Different from the reckless night battle performance of the Third Mixed Brigade of the Guards during the Battle of Demaji, which was full of omissions, the No.40 Seventh Division of the Army launched operations with unique tactics.

The artillery support is very short, and continuous artillery fire is not used, and it is basically rapid and rapid fire.

Each battalion temporarily formed three to four "top teams". The so-called top teams, as the name suggests, were knife-like assault units. , as well as mortars and heavy machine guns.

These elite teams quietly approached the enemy's positions in the dark, and immediately launched an assault on the enemy in front of them after the short artillery fire attack, or continued to remain silent, quietly crossing the front line to penetrate deeply.

At the same time, each regiment and battalion will also prepare the main attacking team, usually two to three teams, waiting for the opportunity.

Multi-point penetration and concentrated breakthrough are the night battle principles commonly used by the northern army, and they have been tried and tested.

At 22:46 in the evening, the temperature of about 7°C was already relatively cold. When the wind blew, the pervasive cold wind got into the clothes.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom—"

The two infantry companies of the 66st Regiment of the 131th Brigade were defending the 4 Highland. In just 600 minutes, more than [-] shells of different calibers fell on them.

Such intensive artillery fire knocked out most of the Tsarist soldiers. Many of them were blinded, and their ears could only hear the continuous humming.

"Stay alert! Hurry up!"

"What are you doing?! Pick up the gun!"

The officers were shouting sharply, but at this moment, a shrill and sharp "music sound" suddenly came from not far ahead.

The so-called people don't talk too much, and the elite team basically doesn't shout or bluff before launching an assault, and everything is concealed first.

But when the assault begins, it is necessary to deal an overwhelming blow to the opponent in terms of momentum.

Two seconds later, there were a few dull "bang bang" sounds, and then a few black objects fell on the ground.

"Grenade?!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Amidst the screams, before the flames of the explosion were completely swallowed by the night, a dozen figures rushed to the battlefield.

"Enemy! Over there!!!"

　The Easter egg chapter has updated the map, and the high-definition version is posted in the book review area, but unfortunately the post is still under review.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)