Years of the Republic of China 1913

On April 4th, it was a rare fine weather. The sun was shining like gold on the fertile land of Russia. The green grass, yellow flowers, trees that had just sprouted twigs and little birds chirping on the branches gave people a sense of happiness. A breath of life.If it wasn't for the war, there should be hardworking farmers plowing the land, and perhaps Kazakh shepherds driving cattle and sheep on horseback, singing heroically.

But this is the scenery, not far away is the cruel battlefield.On one side was the Soviet Eastward Front Army headed by Trotsky, and on the other side was Denikin's troops who occupied Tyumen and resisted desperately.The two sides fought extremely fiercely from the very beginning of the war. Denikin, who had cut his own way, broke the boat and firmly blocked the Red Army's attack by relying on the defense line. Still in Denikin's hands.

"Ivan, it's almost time, you go down and rest first."

At the front-line observation post, a second lieutenant staff drilled into a semi-subterranean bunker made of giant wood and steel plates. Regardless of the simple shape of this bunker, for the sake of concealment, it was covered with a layer of mud and branches in a mess.But this kind of bunker cannot be destroyed even by the artillery of the Red Army, unless it is damaged by continuous hits by heavy artillery with a caliber of 200mm or more. It can be said that this place is the safest position in the front line.

"Hehe, you are a little early today, Shania has worked hard." Ivan jumped down from the observation port at a high place, took off the binoculars hanging on his chest, and handed them to his comrades who came to replace him.

"How are those guys on the opposite side today?" Shania asked routinely after taking the binoculars.

"It's still the same. It is estimated that an attack will be launched later, but it seems that the lessons taught to them a while ago are enough, and the attack has been much weaker these days."

"It's not surprising!" Shania said proudly, "Although the other party has more people than us, but in terms of training and equipment, they can't compare with us. What Red Army? Shit! A gun is a soldier? It’s just a dream!”

"Yes!" Ivan nodded and smiled, "If our strength is doubled, we can defeat them with a single charge. Kill this group of mud legs, and then go straight to Moscow under the command of the commander to capture Stalin alive. The empire will regain the glory of Peter the Great. By the way, maybe at that time, you and I can get a title and do Shania."

"Hahaha, return the title. Discuss this after you beat the guy in front of you away. Alright, go to bed Ivan." Hearing his comrades' whimsical jokes, Shania laughed happily, lifted his feet up the steps, and lay down. He picked up the binoculars and started his observation work.

"Okay! Then I'll go first." Ivan laughed and took off his hat and scratched his head, greeted his colleagues who were already working, then turned and left.

"Wait for Ivan!" Before Ivan could walk out the door, Shania suddenly called him.

"what happened?"

"The guys on the opposite side seem to be a little strange. Their artillery is starting to prepare. But the infantry is retreating instead..."

"Is there such a thing?" Ivan was stunned, and quickly climbed up the steps in three steps and two steps, and came to the side of Shania: "How is this possible? The artillery prepares, and the infantry retreats? Are they planning to escape? "

"See for yourself!" Shania handed the binoculars to Ivan, and pointed to the place he saw just now.

Raising the binoculars, Ivan stared wide-eyed, and indeed, as Shania said, the troops in front of the enemy's position were slowly retreating in an orderly manner.On the other hand, the enemy artillery group farther away was busy preparing for the shelling.This posture is completely inconsistent with tactical preparations. You must know that artillery will fire first before the battle begins.But at the same time, the infantry, which is the main force of the attack, will gather and prepare to charge, and will definitely not retreat like it is now.If this is the case, the opponent's artillery fire will not have much effect at all. Without the infantry to follow up, it will only be a waste of shells.

"Strange...is it really like this? What the hell are they doing?" After watching for a full ten minutes, Ivan felt that he couldn't make up his mind.This kind of sending him has never been heard before. Could it be that the enemy commander is an idiot?

"What do you think?"

"I don't understand why they arranged it like this, but I think there must be something wrong!" Shania thought for a while and said: "Well, I will continue to observe, and you go to the command post right away. Tell the officers about the strange behavior of the enemy."

"Okay! I'll go right away!" Ivan agreed, handed the binoculars back to Shania, jumped down the steps and rushed out of the observation post.But before he ran out of the observation post, he suddenly heard an extremely dull cannon sound, and then hundreds of cannons fired at the same time, and the whole ground was shaken by the shock of the shelling.

"The enemy is firing!" Ivan didn't pay attention while running, and his body swayed and fell.This thought flashed through his mind as he fell on the ground. Neither he nor Shania expected the enemy to start shelling so quickly when they made such a strange move. It seems that they must rush to the rear command post immediately and report the situation to them. .

When Ivan got up from the ground in a hurry, the artillery shells fell on his own position, but what was strange was that the opponent's shelling seemed to have no fixed target. The last shot was as endless as the artillerymen who had just learned how to fire.

"What threat does this kind of bombardment pose?" Ivan was stunned for a moment. Cannons are called the god of war. The main reason is to use them intensively to deal the most violent blows to a certain area in the shortest possible time.But once the artillery fire is scattered, the power of the cannon will be greatly reduced. Such shelling will not only fail to pose a threat to the opponent, but will even waste one's precious shells and fighters in vain.Is the commander of the Red Army really an idiot?Is there any army in this world that does this?

But before Ivan could guess the other party's intention and the true meaning of doing so, he suddenly heard a desperate and terrified cry from inside the observation post.

"Poison gas! This is a gas bomb!"

Shania's shout caused Ivan's expression to change drastically. He looked up at the area where the bomb fell not far away, and he was stunned.

The falling runway did not cause a violent explosion as imagined. On the contrary, it fell from the sky with an iron lump, and only smashed a deep hole in the ground.But the frightening thing is that as the runway landed, a thick yellow smoke suddenly spewed out from the bullet point, and it became thicker and thicker, and it continued to spread to the surroundings at a very fast speed.

Ivan was terrified. He was a veteran who had experienced the European battlefield, and he could tell at a glance that it was a gas bomb. Under this kind of weapon, soldiers without anti-gas equipment were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered and could not escape.Watching helplessly, the dozen or so soldiers closest to the bullet point were engulfed in poisonous gas immediately, and the sharp and desperate screams only rang out a few times before becoming silent. Needless to say, all of these soldiers He was poisoned to death, not only that, the yellow poisonous gas was like a shackle in the hands of the god of death, not satisfied at all, and continued to pounce on the panicking and fleeing soldiers without any hindrance.

Ivan was frightened out of his wits. Just as he was about to escape from this hell, he found thick smoke billowing from the front, back, left, and right, and the poisonous gas was gathering at an extremely fast speed, and it would not take long to engulf his position.

"Quick! Come in!" Shania's voice came from inside the observation post. Ivan suddenly regained his composure and rushed into the observation post. As soon as he entered, Shania closed the door and locked it with the latch door.

"Observation port! Ivan! Observation port!" Shania took off his clothes, hurriedly blocked the gap in the door, and shouted loudly at the same time.

Ivan already understood what he was going to do at this time, he moved several wooden boxes up the steps as quickly as possible and piled them in front of the observation port, and then imitated Shania's method and also took off his clothes to block those gaps.

Poison gas is powerful, but it also has its weakness, that is, the speed of emission is not fast.Although the Red Army continued to bombard the gas bombs, it still gave Ivan and the others a little time, and it was this time that gave him and Shania a valuable opportunity.

A few minutes later, Ivan and Shania, who were drenched in sweat, almost took off all their clothes and pants, and then completely sealed all the gaps in the entire observation post.Then, the two picked up the shovel and dug up the soil on the ground, and then covered the blocked position with the soil.After all this was done, Ivan and Shania looked at each other, lying on the ground without saying a word, lying face down in the dug hole, covering the mouth and nose with their hands together some soil, according to the European battlefield Experience, this is the best way to avoid poison gas attacks.

After all this is done, the next step is to secretly pray for God's mercy.But the moment after they got down on the ground, there were bursts of eager knocks on the closed door, and a familiar voice desperately called the names of Ivan and Shania outside the door.

"Ivan! Shania! Open the door! Open the door! For God's sake let me in, open the door, Ivan! Shania!"

Ivan and Shania heard that the person calling the door was their comrade-in-arms and superior, but none of them could open the door at this time, because once it was opened, not only the people outside the door would not be able to live, but even they would be left alone. Dead end.

"Open the door! Help me! God! God! For God's sake...save me! Save me Ivan...save me Shania...God...!" the cry outside the door It was getting louder and louder. The two people lying on the ground could only bite their lips tightly and pretended not to hear it in pain. After more than ten seconds, with a louder cry, all the voices outside the door suddenly It was gone, the surroundings were terribly quiet, and Ivan and Shania knew in horror that the poisonous gas outside had arrived. (To be continued..)