I am Jiang Weiguo in World War II

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Zhong Song shook his head: "Tanks are more suitable for infantry.

Marching on horseback is the basic ability of cavalry. It is difficult for cavalry to dismount and fight tanks. We only train a lot of infantry to be anti-tank infantry, and we do not train cavalry to be anti-tank cavalry. , There is specialization in the art industry, and the lines are separated like mountains. In addition, according to the report of the scouts, the horses are living creatures, and they instinctively refuse to enter the fire.

In fact, I calculated the time, and if we set off in an hour and advance on foot, we would arrive at about four o'clock in the morning, that would be the time when the Soviet army's vigilance was the most lax and its defenses were weakest!"

Regarding the marching methods and tools used by night raid troops, Zhong Song and others have studied. First, tanks are excluded. There are not so many tanks, and horses are also excluded. Cavalry who can ride horses are not good at fighting tanks, and infantry who are good at fighting tanks cannot ride horses. , the standard equipment bicycles of the Nanjing Army must also be excluded. As we all know, riding a bicycle in the snow is a relatively difficult and troublesome thing. The wheels will sink into the snow and slip. It is better to walk on two legs. [-]. Cars still have to be ruled out. Although there are many advantages to using cars to transport troops, the tires of the cars can be wrapped with cotton soaked in mud to prevent fire, and the soldiers sitting in the cars can be temporarily covered with camping tents to reduce the smog and lack of fire. Oxygen suffocation hazards, however, if the troops want to make a detour, they can only go in the virgin forest. There is no road for cars to drive in the virgin forest. It is obviously not feasible to repair the road while driving. Therefore, the best way is to walk forward, there is no better way.

Zhong Song looked at Sun Tianfang and Fang Xianjue, and said in a heavy tone, "I need three thousand daredevils who risk their lives!"

Sun Tianfang smiled slightly: "I am the first!"

Fang Xianjue also smiled slightly: "I am the second!"

Liu Fengling also smiled: "Sun Luzuo, don't compete with me, I'm the first one to sign up!"

Zhong Song patted Liu Fengling, Sun Tianfang, and Fang Xianjue successively with moist eyes: "Good brother!"

Sun Tianfang and Fang Xianjue immediately summoned the officers and soldiers of the 78th Brigade who had temporarily retired to rest and announced: "Now, there is a mission that must be completed with ten deaths and no lives. Who is willing? Those who are willing to join voluntarily sign up! The deputy brigade commander and Chief of Staff Liu of the division headquarters have signed up!"

After a second of silence, the officers and soldiers suddenly burst out in unison, roaring like thunder and lightning: "I am willing!"

Sun Tianfang clasped his hands and bowed to the officers and soldiers of his subordinates: "Good brothers, everyone is doing well!" Zhong Song also saw tears in his eyes: "Not bad! Not bad! They are all good-looking men! Come!" He said He shouted, "Bring the wine and reward money!"

After a full meal, each of the more than [-] officers and soldiers who attacked was given a full lunch box of vodka and [-] yuan in French currency banknotes.

The bloody battle during the day has long made the officers and soldiers jealous. Although vodka is a strong drink in Russia, the Chinese are actually not used to drinking it, but the officers and soldiers all drank it all in one gulp. Tore it to pieces, threw it into the sky, roared with red eyes: "I don't even want my life, what do I need money for!"

The torn banknotes are flying all over the sky like snowflakes, and the picture is soul-stirring.

"Kill all the old men!"

"Fight them!"

"Killing one is enough! Killing two earns one!"

"One life for the old man's tank! Worth it!"

The death squads set out in high spirited fighting spirit, full of rage and shattered eyes. There were more than [-] people, and more than [-] of them were carrying iron fists and a second iron fist on their backs. Another thousand officers and soldiers carried iron fists. Submachine guns, machine guns, grenades, and mortars assist in combat.

In addition to Liu Fengling, Sun Tianfang, Fang Xianjue, and the three heads of the 78th Brigade, Long Yunfeng, the head of the 781st Regiment, Zhang Zigeng, the head of the 782nd Regiment, and Zhang Kongyi, the head of the 783rd Regiment, all participated. There are other officers and soldiers who need to command, and the chief and deputy chiefs of staff of the 78th Brigade, the deputy heads and chiefs and deputy chiefs of staff of the three regiments must participate.

The leadership of the officers is one of the spiritual sources for the soldiers to regard death as home, which is also an excellent tradition of the Nanjing Army.

Before departure, Zhong Song, Yi Shuihan and other officers saluted with tears in their eyes and watched the death squads leave.

"Break the boat, three thousand Yue Jia can swallow Wu!" Zhong Song burst into tears, "So strong! My three thousand brothers!" He couldn't help himself, and shouted loudly, "Brothers! We will be brothers in the next life!"

"Be brothers in the next life!" The daredevils who attacked and the rest of the officers and soldiers who stood firm shouted loudly.

The two sides desperately waved goodbye to each other. The death squads did not look back, their faces were iron and their eyes were like fire, while the officers and soldiers who stood firm and watched them leave all burst into tears, waving the national flag while crying.

Robert Capa, who witnessed this scene, wrote excitedly afterwards: "At this moment, I felt the soul of this nation! The soul of China! The soul of the dragon! Ah, I suddenly remembered that the honorary title of the Nanjing Army is not Is it the 'Dragon Soul Army'? This army is really an army of dragons!"

Relying on hundreds of scouts and special forces to search and explore the way, the night attack death squad of the 77th Division moved forward quickly and secretly, and arrived at the northern part of the target location at three o'clock in the morning. In front of them was a cloud of smoke and fire. The scorched earth, countless trees that were burned to the point where only bare trunks and some thicker branches were left, gathered densely like countless ghosts, and the ground was filled with dead wood and charred trees, and the ashes of plants and trees were accumulated. Occasionally, scorched birds and beasts could be seen. The dead body, although the fire was basically extinguished, but the remaining fires were dotted with dots, reflecting the night sky and smoke clouds to shine with dark red light, and the smoke was billowing, and the trees that were continued to be burned by the dark fire emitted thick smoke like dark clouds and mist, fainting. The sky is dark, the sun and the moon are covered.

Passing through such a zone, the threat of flames is actually not that great. Although the flames bring high temperature and lack of oxygen, the real threat is thick smoke.

"Brothers, according to the plan, prepare for 5 minutes!" Sun Tianfang roared, and then lit a cigarette.

Fang Xianjue smiled and said: "Traveler, don't smoke, wait a moment if you don't want to smoke, you have to smoke, your nose is full of smoke, the air is full of smoke, good luck to old smokers!"

Liu Fengling deeply inhaled the air at the edge of the fire site. Due to the north wind blowing, the smoke from the fire site was blown to the south, so the air in the north of the fire site was relatively clean.

"I don't know if this is the last breath of fresh air I'll take in my life!" Liu Fengling smiled wryly, and then put on a gas mask.

The death squads put on gas masks one after another.

The Nanjing Army has always attached great importance to chemical warfare and anti-chemical warfare. Hundreds of thousands of front-line troops basically have a gas mask. The army's troops on the Soviet battlefield are still strictly equipped with anti-gas equipment.

At this time, the death squads were naturally carrying gas masks and a lot of wet towels.

When they officially stepped into the fire scene, the officers and soldiers looked for mud puddles melted by the fire nearby, jumped into them and rolled repeatedly, soaking their military uniforms and cotton clothes.

In the cold winter of North Asia, cotton-padded clothes are originally used to keep warm, but at this time, the function of cotton-padded clothes is to prevent fire and resist high temperature after being soaked in water.

The officers and soldiers covered themselves tightly, with gloves on their hands, masks inside the gas masks, and towels tied around their necks, but the gloves, masks, and towels were all wet like the clothes on their bodies.

"Go forward!" Sun Tianfang walked into the fire scene first, Fang Xianjue followed behind, holding Sun Tianfang's armed belt with his gloved hand, followed by Liu Fengling.

The officers and soldiers were all like this, forming several centipede-like teams, and the people behind pulled the armed belts of the people in front, and walked forward one by one.

The officers and soldiers at the front of each team were holding a compass and a flashlight. Because the smoke was too thick, and it was night, it was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers. Even if you turned on the flashlight, it couldn't shine a few meters away. Countless ash particles were captured, completely blocking the beam of light from the flashlight.

The officers and soldiers basically walk with their eyes closed, because the officers and soldiers at the front of the team open their eyes to look at the road (in fact, they are looking at the flashlight, they can’t see the road at all), and the officers and soldiers in the back only need to pull the officers and soldiers in front and walk along the front officers and soldiers. The eyes are useless, the surroundings are so dark that you can't see anything, and the smoke and dust getting into the gas mask will also irritate the eyes.

Three thousand Nanjing Army death squads entered the scene of the fire with the momentum of "going into the sea of ​​fire".

Liu Fengling narrated afterwards: "...this process was really painful.

At the beginning, in order to prevent our clothes from being ignited by the embers, we all wet our bodies and smeared a lot of mud, making us like a group of walking clay figurines. This is North Asia, and it is still winter. We immediately felt the original Clothes that kept warm turned into refrigerators, and the cold air pierced in like steel needles. The skin was completely glued to the wet and icy clothes, and the biting chill penetrated into the bones, making our faces turn blue and our lips purple. In just a few minutes, when the north wind blew, we changed from clay figurines to clay figurines. Our clothes soaked in mud and mud were as cold as the armor of ancient soldiers. They were hard and heavy, as if we were packed in clay pots. Here, it was so cold that my body was so cold that I couldn’t feel it, especially the joints, my clothes were frozen into lumps, my legs could hardly be bent, and my elbows could hardly be turned. We joked with each other, that’s good, put on the armor Yes, the Soviets are not afraid of bullets, because we are invulnerable.

After we set off, our movements were very clumsy, like a group of wooden men walking, our knees could not be bent at will, staggering and stumbling, I smiled wryly, if the Soviet army found us at this time, we would simply be a group of helpless creatures target.

However, this situation was quickly changed. After walking into the fire, we slowly felt that our 'armor' began to soften.

The area we crossed was originally a virgin forest. It was burned for a day and a night by the fire. The trees were burned into charcoal and there was nothing to burn. The fire was naturally greatly reduced, but there were still many embers and dark fires. A piece of barbecue is automatically going to the grill, with charcoal burning slowly under the feet and around it.

Due to the smoke and fire, the air is not only extremely turbid and dirty, but also very hot, not at one hundred degrees, at least seventy or eighty degrees, and some places where the embers and dark fires are relatively strong must have hundreds of degrees. The hot air slowly Melting our frozen clothes, we walked more and more naturally, the joints were first frozen, and then the whole body, and then we walked 'very comfortable', because the cold that originally wrapped us up gradually The ground became warm and hot, and was heated by the air. The brothers were all covered with water. The muddy water that soaked the clothes in advance and was frozen together with the clothes was melted. The mud that was frozen solid like a stone It also turned into mud again and fell off us with a rustle, but after that, it was uncomfortable for us to walk, because the temperature of the hot air gradually exceeded the comfortable range of the human body, and it became hot and hot, brother We are still all covered in water, but it is no longer muddy water, but sweat, and everyone is sweating profusely.

My clothes are getting hotter and hotter, like I'm being roasted, my skin is very uncomfortable, sweat is coming out of every pore, and so are everyone else, and the clothes are steaming because the sweat turns into water vapor inside the clothes, like a sauna It seemed that in the end, the sweat flowed less and less, and the wet heat inside the clothes disappeared, and they were all dried up, leaving only the scalding hot dry heat.

I had hallucinations, as if I was walking in the desert, and it was a black desert, the moisture in the air was completely dried out, only the dry high temperature like sand, the skin was burning and painful, it was like being peeled Yes, many brothers were severely burned, their skin was chapped, and there were large areas of blisters and fire pox, which were painful and painful.

This feeling is like baking dry clothes by the stove until they are yellow and burnt, so hot that they are smoking green, almost being ignited, and then wrap a naked person from head to toe with this suit. stand up.

In fact, the scalding of the skin all over the body was secondary, and the more serious problem was breathing.

The place we walked was like a black, hot swamp. The forest fire melted the snow and permafrost. The mud, snow water, and ashes of plants and trees were mixed together, and there was black mud all over the place. Although the cold wind Howling, but because there are embers and dark fires everywhere in the fire field, the ground continues to be baked, so that the black mud does not freeze and remains liquid. When you step on it, it can reach your knees. The brothers are all deep and shallow. Walking on the ground, the hot air is filled with countless soot, and the oxygen is consumed by the fire so badly that people feel out of breath immediately when walking in it, even if there is a gas mask to filter the soot in the air, it is almost impossible It was unbearable, the lack of oxygen made me suffocate, I felt dizzy and nauseated violently, my lung lobes almost exploded, my brain was unresponsive due to lack of oxygen, my mouth instinctively opened wide, I wanted to breathe more air, and I inhaled A large amount of soot, followed by a violent cough, almost coughing out the lungs.

It stands to reason that if we want to carry out a night raid, we must keep it absolutely secret and try not to make any noise, but the coughing in the team is dense and continuous, and the brothers cannot control this human instinct.

Like everyone else, my eyeballs protruded from the cough, and my eyes turned black, with Venus flying in the black, my whole body was dizzy, and I felt dizzy.

The lack of oxygen and the inhalation of a large amount of soot, this feeling is too horrible, too terrible, too tormented, it really makes people feel like dying.

Suffocation is extremely terrifying, so people who are drowned in water will die very painfully. I remember that the ancient Persian Empire had a kind of burial alive. In the ancient Persian burial, the victim was pushed from a high place into a large pile of soot that was deliberately burned in advance. The victim would gasp for breath and inhale a large amount of soot. Asphyxiation is far more terrifying than the simple lack of oxygen caused by conventional burial alive.

Right now we are collectively enduring the ancient Persians' soot burial alive. Fortunately, we are wearing gas masks, and what we are enduring is only the soot in the air. Even so, there are still many, many brothers who did not make it through and died. In this death zone!"

More than 3000 death-defendants, a total of more than 400 people died in the fire, except for more than 50 people who were killed because of improper storage of ammunition and were detonated by embers and hidden fires, and more than ten people were missing (probably fell into the drowned in the mud), and the remaining 350 people fell down due to suffocation, lack of oxygen, and inhalation of large amounts of soot.

When these officers and soldiers felt that they couldn't hold on, they tried their last breath and handed over all the weapons, ammunition, and equipment on their bodies to their comrades, even gas masks.

In the team, from time to time, officers and soldiers who could not hold on due to suffocation fell into the black mud on the ground, then tremblingly took off their equipment and handed it to others with difficulty. They could no longer speak at this time, but they What this means is clear:

"Brother, I can't do it anymore, you take my equipment to fight the Soviets!"

The officers and soldiers who saw this scene were desperately trying to help the fallen brother up, and wanted to help him move forward together. Tears streamed down their faces in the gas masks, accompanied by muffled roars:

"Get up! Let's go together! Don't give up!"

The officers and soldiers who decided to give up actually didn't want to give up. They were eager to die in the battle, but they really couldn't hold on anymore. It's completely broken.

Some officers and soldiers fell motionless immediately after falling, falling into a deep coma near death, some officers and soldiers struggled to push away the hands of their comrades-in-arms, and some officers and soldiers took extreme measures in order not to drag their comrades down: directly take off the anti-virus mask.

Leaving more than 400 brothers behind them continuously, the tearful death squads continued to move forward. After nearly an hour, they finally walked out of this piece of burnt wood, black mud everywhere, and hot air full of soot. The death zone appeared in the vicinity of the intended target, which was the largest logistics base of the 16th Tank Corps of the 9th Army of the Soviet Army and the gathering place for follow-up troops.

In this forest that was not engulfed by the fire (the Soviet army extinguished the fire), more than 500 Soviet tanks, more than 700 vehicles, more than 1 tons of diesel oil, more than [-] tons of tank shells and bullets, and a large number of other supplies were parked.

When the Death Squad of the Nanjing Army appeared in front of the Soviet Army, the Soviet Army was all stunned.

The reason why the Soviet army was stunned was not that they didn’t expect the Nanjing Army to appear here. At first, they didn’t expect or think that these “things” that appeared suddenly were people, and even thought they were herds of beasts or monsters. What they saw was an almost ghostly army: so black that they could not even be seen as human beings, like "a large group of polar bears after rolling in a black mud puddle".

The Soviet Army that appeared in front of the Nanjing Army Death Squad was the 14th Tank Division that had just arrived at the battlefield in the north of the city. As the follow-up tank unit of the Soviet Army, this division also had a large number of vehicles in addition to tanks, and the escort brought a large amount of oil, ammunition and other materials. The battlefield is expected to be put into battle during this day.

It was more than four o'clock in the morning, and there were still more than three hours before dawn, and most of the officers and soldiers of the division were still fast asleep.

Seeing the death squads of the Nanjing Army, the officers and soldiers of the Soviet patrol team stared blankly. They saw these living creatures, which were neither human nor ghost, staggering out of the fire scene in the distance, and they took off the masks on their heads one after another. The two items, which were covered with soot and mud so that the originals could not be seen, were a steel helmet and a gas mask.

When the steel helmet and gas mask were taken off, black heads with steaming heat and pairs of red and weeping eyes were revealed.

"Ah!..." The death-defying soldiers of the Nanjing Army, who were able to breathe fresh air again, roared like ghosts and beasts in an uncontrollable emotional explosive instinct.

The death fighters who took off their helmets and gas masks desperately slapped their scorched clothes. Some officers and soldiers tore off their clothes with excessive force, and at the same time tore off large pieces of skin that had stuck to their clothes. , exposing the almost braised and roasted muscle tissue under the skin.

"Chinese!" Finally, a Soviet army shouted as if waking up from a dream.

The Soviet officers and soldiers panicked and wanted to open fire, but the rain of bullets had shrouded them in blood mist and screams.

"Kill!" Sun Tianfang howled in a hoarse voice.

The death squads frantically rushed to the Soviet tanks that were neatly parked not far away like a military parade, and the iron fist warheads roared and flew away, exploding balls of rolling fireballs in an instant (due to Molotov cocktails, grenades, Dynamite packs are prone to detonation, so the Expendables basically didn't carry these weapons).

As soon as the fierce battle broke out, the death squads of the Nanjing Army fell into a hysterical state of madness. The Soviet tank troops were unprepared. Killing like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Twenty!" Zhang Xingwen, the battalion commander of the 781rd Battalion of the 3st Regiment, controlled an iron fist, and the warhead roared like an arrow off the string towards a Soviet T-100 tank more than 34 meters away. A thunderbolt fireball exploded on the ground, and tears welled up in his eyes. He remembered that in the battle during the day, so many anti-tank fighter brothers sacrificed their lives one after another to destroy a Soviet tank, but now, hundreds of Soviet tanks But he was waiting to be slaughtered like hundreds of dead pigs, and he had to make it difficult for him. What's more, according to the regulations formulated by Huang Wei, a single person could win the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal for destroying [-] Soviet tanks.

Zhang Xingwen destroyed nineteen Soviet tanks in the daytime battle, and was only one step away from the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal. At this moment, he was extremely excited.

He had just won his No. 20 battle results. Zhang Xingwen saw several Soviet troops running out of a nearby field tent. Before he had time to think about it, he took out his submachine gun and fired. All the bullets were also fired, but at this moment, another Soviet soldier ran out of the tent and rushed towards him with strange screams.

Zhang Xingwen didn't have time to think about it, he swung the iron fist launch tube that knocked out the warhead, and swung it up like a hammer.

This Soviet lieutenant was thrown into a trance by Zhang Xingwen.

"Damn it!" Zhang Xingwen stepped on it. He wanted to smash the Soviet lieutenant to death with a launch tube, but he thought it would be useful to capture a prisoner, so he didn't do it.

Zhang Xingwen did not know at this time that this Soviet lieutenant was Yakov Dzhugashvili, the eldest son of Stalin, the supreme leader of the Soviet Union, and a lieutenant officer in the 14th Tank Division of the Soviet Army.

At the station of the 14th Tank Division of the Soviet Army, a massacre of infantry against tanks is unfolding like a volcanic eruption.