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Text Chapter 863 The Flame of Samarkand (Part 2)

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    At 2:30 in the morning, the temperature dropped to subzero and in the silent attack position on the east bank of the Zerafshan River, Zhao Haowen, who had just been assigned to the army, wore a steel helmet and a tactical vest with steel plates. He squatted on the ground and fired his 18mm shotgun.  The gunman carefully checked over and over again that trench warfare was extremely cruel. More than 20 years ago, the two sides lay in deep trenches, charging back and forth to eliminate layer by layer, and finally killed and wounded many people. The National Defense Forces had also seen it, so whether it was an officer  Even as soldiers who have just joined the army, they are all warned to be careful about trenches, and many sets of tactics have been developed for trench warfare.

    Among these various tactics, one kind of soldier remains unchanged, and that is Zhao Haowen of the Trench Commando, who is nicknamed "trash sweeper" by everyone. This time he was unlucky enough to be drawn into the commando sequence along with the entire regiment.  The standard M56 steel helmet is the best steel helmet in the world. There are steel plates embedded in the tactical bulletproof vest, but he was still very nervous, so after checking the shotgun, he put the Minyuan-style pistol strapped to his thigh and the offensive grenade in his waist repeatedly.  Take it out and see

    "Don't be afraid, just follow me and run away. And you, what are you looking at? It seems that you are impatient. Last time, your machine gun almost punched six holes in my body. Look at your bearish appearance. I tell you  You guys, although the Russians are tall and strong, they are actually very timid. When we attacked Kunduz, I didn't understand it at all like you. When I saw some movement in a firewood pile, I picked up my bayonet and stabbed it three times.  Guess what? Damn, I was so scared when I hid from three Maozi soldiers that my legs shook, but before I could fight, they threw away their guns first, which blinded me and made me sweat all over."

    "Ha ha"

    The platoon leader patted him, played with the submachine gun in his arms, and talked nonsense about horse racing to disperse everyone's tension.

    Zhao Haowen reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth, got up and lowered his head to lie on the edge of the trench. The Zerafshan River has thawed, and the snowy water on the Congling Plateau has made the river muddy and wide. The dark west bank is like a tomb in the wasteland of his hometown, making people fearful and uneasy. He knows  , in that darkness, there were countless machine gun bunkers and enemies holding various weapons, waiting to knock down him and his companions. A slight sound on the left attracted him, and he turned to look at seven or eight bridge-building vehicles. Engineers had already untied them.  cable, this detail told him that the attack would begin soon

    But he didn¡¯t know that behind the mound bunker four kilometers behind the attack position, 36 1939-style 130mm motor vehicle-mounted rocket launchers were arranged in a row at intervals of 5 meters. The 32 seamless ducts were filled with solid turbine rockets.  The artillerymen behind them also opened their ammunition boxes and were on standby throughout the battlefield. A total of 212 155mm howitzers and more than 500 other artillery pieces were also ready.

    In the bunker closer to the river bank in front, eight heavy-duty obstacle-breaking rocket launchers were also blocked by the thick bunker.

    "Let's start" In the command post, Sun Chuanfang issued the order for the general attack

    "Fire!"

    A series of identical roars swept through the artillery position like thunder. Driven by the sound, 212 155mm howitzers took the lead in roaring. Then, the 85 and 105mm suppressed artillery in the army also roared from various positions.  "Boom, boom, boom." In just a short moment, the sky was torn apart, and the darkness was dispersed. Countless dazzling fireballs rose from the west bank of the Zeravshan River.

    The artillery fire like landslides and earth-shattering made Zhao Haowen feel as if the sky was about to collapse, and his pupils were filled with fireballs and flashes of light. "Each battalion's 80mm mortars suppressed and fired heavy machine guns," the division commander shouted loudly from behind.  The battalion-level firepower was urged to open fire. Each 80mm mortar joined the suppressive bombing of the coastal area. The battalion-level 12.7mm heavy machine gun followed the day's reconnaissance direction, firing bright lines of fire. A moment later, the Soviet counterattack came.  , explosions and air waves passed by the attack position over and over again, and the breakthrough section less than 10 kilometers long was filled with fireballs and choking white smoke. The sound of cannons, louder than spring thunder, swept across the entire Zeravshan River.  Artillery fire, artillery fire, artillery fire!  One after another, high-explosive grenades destroyed the long trenches dug by the Soviet army. The artillery regiment scouts continuously reported the results and targets to the artillery headquarters via telephone. From his perspective, one after another was suspected.  The mounds hiding weapons were overturned and exploded, and the turbulent shrapnel swept across the ground like a strong wind. In the firelight, there were constant figures of fleeing Soviet soldiers and the remains of the explosion being brought out.

    "Be prepared. After the artillery fire, you will definitely cross the river and block the river with machine guns. Pay attention to the pontoons and kayaks. Prepare the anti-aircraft guns in the anti-aircraft battalion. Be careful of enemy planes attacking at night." The Soviet officers and political commissars braved the explosions and went back and forth.  To boost morale in the position, the selected party members and the commando soldiers of the Communist Youth League all tied up in white towels, preparing to use their actions to lead their comrades and the enemy to a bloody battle to the end. The artillery fire lasted for a full forty minutes before gradually weakening, but just as Su  The soldiers thought that the National Defense Forces were about to cross the river, so they rushed out of the bunkers, set up their machine guns, and shook the muzzles, but the shouts rang out again from the other side: "Bearing 010, distance 7300 meters, suppress and fire!" Amidst a burst of different whooshing sounds, in the sky  Countless orange-red tail flames immediately appeared, like waves coming from outside.?, passing over Zhao Haowen's attack position

    "What is that?" Almost immediately, Zhao Haowen screamed as he stood up. But before he could understand what it was that flashed across his head like a meteor, the Soviet position on the other side was bombarded with devastating force.  Boom boom boom boom After barely distinguishing the first explosion, almost everyone could no longer distinguish the subsequent explosions because the sound was too dense and it was impossible to distinguish how many shells exploded at the same time in 20 seconds. In just 20 seconds  Second!  The 36 130mm mobile rocket launchers that appeared on the battlefield for the first time allowed soldiers on both sides to witness what true covering artillery means. The 1,152 rockets that were comparable to heavy artillery shells turned the Soviet position seven kilometers away into a field that could not be penetrated by sight.  Through the wall of fire, there were explosions and whirling fragments everywhere. The Soviet soldiers who thought the bombardment was over were cut down like wheat, and an unpleasant smell of burning wafted in the air.

    "What is it? Why is there no sound of shelling? Help me, help me." Like the end of the world in the Bible, the picture of meteors raining down deeply stimulated the Soviet soldiers. The atmosphere of terror continued to spread. Even Zhao Haowen and the preparations  The soldiers of the National Defense Force crossing the river were all stunned. It was not until the bridge erecting vehicle next to them rushed to the river bank that everyone woke up from the shock. "Be prepared to follow the three-three tactical position to lower your heads, stick up your buttocks, and make more use of bunkers to attack. Shout loudly."  , you have to see the target clearly, maybe the one who comes out of that end is your brother!"

    Four bridging tanks rushed to the river first, and pieces of the folding pontoon were opened and thrown into the river. The heroic engineers jumped into the river to grab them regardless of the biting water. They tied the thrown traction rope to the back of the kayak and "machine gun"  , anti-war artillery! Shoot, shoot, don't let them build the pontoon bridge!" At the same time, the Soviet officer who was shocked by the scene finally recovered, and regardless of the corpses on the ground, he urged the soldiers to fire on the pontoon bridge and threw down the first piece of folding pontoon bridge.  After that, the second piece of folding pontoon was quickly thrown into the river. During the spring high water period, the river channel was 110 meters wide. Four pieces of folding pontoon were needed to join together, so the engineers dragged the pontoon to the other side and fixed it while climbing on the rear one.  The pontoon is hung on the back with a long bamboo pole hook

    Within a few minutes, the front end of the pontoon arrived on the other side. The engineers used all their strength to fix the thick cables to the shore. More engineers rushed to the unassembled pontoon and reinforced it with steel plates and bolts. Countless bullets passed by them and exploded.  The water jets stirred up were so dense that many people were hit by bullets just before they ran up. In the end, they had to crawl on the bridge, take the parts from behind and fix the four pieces of the pontoon together by passing them by hand.

    It was a mind-numbing half hour. The artillery fire from behind continued to spread. Mortars and heavy machine guns at close range swept over and over again. Even the tanks rushed up to cover. "Up, up, up, it's our turn, rush, rush, rush!"  When the engineer squad leader on the pontoon fired a signal bomb, Zhao Haowen, led by the platoon leader, suddenly rushed out of the bunker and ran towards the pontoon. The bullets passed by, and the sound of heavy breathing and rattling fire were intertwined.  When the pontoon was shaking, no matter which direction I looked, there were corpses and blood.

    The fierce fighting made the soldiers forget the tragedy and rushed to the other side like crazy. The training that was engraved in their bones taught them that if they were crowded on the narrow pontoon for a long time, they would become the target of bullets. Zhao Haowen's platoon was the second rusher.  On the river bank, the high embankments along the river gave everyone a chance to breathe. Hundreds of commandos leaned against the dead end of the embankment, waiting for the second round of artillery fire to cover the "swish, swish, swish" scalp-numbing orange color.  The tail flame pulled out streaks of smoke, passed over Zhao Haowen's head again, and then accurately turned two kilometers away from the river embankment into a sea of ????fire. The soldiers could even hear the screams and shouts coming from the other side.

    "Get over, get over! Machine gun, machine gun cover." Half an hour ago, the platoon leader who was still laughing and joking had a serious face. He pointed at the gap in the bushes on the river embankment and loudly ordered the machine gunner to hide behind the bushes and keep pulling the trigger.  , the long bullet belt was consumed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, a bunch of black dispersible bullet belts were scattered under the feet. The veterans were the fastest, running across the bushes like apes and running into the depth. Zhao Haowen ran at the end. This was not specially taken care of by the platoon leader.  But compared to veterans, his movements are too slow

    Zhao Haowen followed the footsteps of the platoon leader, lowering his body to the left and right. The steel plates and equipment made his steps gradually heavier, and his chest felt as if it was burning. Seeing that he was about to rush into the hills, he thought he could have a good rest before he quickened his pace.  A bunch of bullets were fired from the opposite side. With the unique roar of the DP machine gun, the bullets stirred up a large amount of blood mist in the team. The comrades at the front kept falling. The three-three tactics ensured to the greatest extent that the troops would not be defeated at once, so the soldiers behind  They all fell down one after another, "84 fire!" As the platoon leader shouted, the grenadiers carrying the 84mm recoilless rifle climbed to the front, squatted down and aimed at the machine gun fire area.

    Boom!

    The concealed machine gun a hundred meters away turned into a ball of fire, but before everyone could be happy, behind the fire appeared a scene of several Soviet soldiers dragging a 37mm anti-tank gun onto the high ground. "Son of a bitch! It's a anti-tank gun."  ! Stand up, run, don¡¯t stop, run! Run! If you want to live, run forward!" See you!When they arrived at the anti-aircraft gun, the platoon leader was so frightened that he stepped forward and waved his arms to urge everyone to run. The assault platoon that had just dealt with the machine gun got up in a hurry and continued to rush towards the trench.

    "Boom, boom, boom" 37mm anti-aircraft artillery is very fast. It seems to be a nightmare that will never end when it keeps blasting a mere 500 meters in the charging queue. People are constantly being blown to pieces by the shells. At this critical moment  , a sound that I had never heard before passed by my ears, and then the combat anti-aircraft gun hiding behind the big tree and using thick sandbags as a bunker exploded suddenly like an oversized firework, and its parts and barrel were swept away  In the air, the shock wave spread across the ground and even affected our commando team. Fortunately, due to the long distance, only three soldiers were accidentally injured, and one person died. In any case, the gap was opened, and no one cared about the unlucky guy who was accidentally injured. Everyone swarmed.  Then rush into the enemy's first trench from the position of the anti-aircraft gun.

    After Zhao Haowen jumped into the trench, he deliberately looked back. Two armored vehicles he had never seen before, carrying a row of thick iron pipes, had climbed up from the river embankment. When he saw six thick black pipes, he  Understanding that the terrifying artillery fire just now must have been caused by them. With the sudden heavy firepower, the panic in his heart gradually dissipated. He pulled the gun bolt fiercely and followed the team close to the trench and rushed towards the dense enemy. The two armored vehicles  The barrier rocket vehicle also quickly climbed to the position where he turned back, and aimed at the second trench one kilometer away, throwing down terrifying 300mm heavy rockets. Although the rockets mainly exploded on the surface, they were actually not as good as the 210mm howitzers.  But it is powerful enough to deal with trenches on the open surface. To ensure a certain accuracy, the small wings installed on the tail of the missile help the rockets hit the trenches repeatedly. More than 20 kilograms of TNT explosives continuously buried sections of trenches. The bunkers of sandbags and soil were torn apart in the explosion.

    The terrible power destroyed the Soviet army's confidence in holding on, and some people were frightened and ran away.

    The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and Zhao Haowen didn't know how many shots he fired or how far he ran. He only knew that the enemies in front of him seemed to be endless, no matter how hard he killed them. Every time he grabbed a section of the trench, more people would emerge from the blind spots of the trench.  There were so many enemies, and they fired at them desperately. Only 17 people were left in the entire assault group. The remaining partners were either missing or fell in the trench warfare.

    "careful!"

    The platoon leader screamed and pushed him hard until the man fell down. A powerful Soviet wooden handle grenade exploded from the front. In the rumbling explosion, Zhao Haowen felt something slide across his face and waited for him to start again.  When I regained my sight, I realized that half of the platoon leader's arm had been blown off, with the bones and blood vessels exposed, and he was still bleeding desperately. "Platoon leader, platoon leader!" "I'm not dead, I'm not dead! Haha, I just said, I'm a bomb."  Immortal! Charge, charge, you bastard, you are crying! I can't die! Kill them for me!" The medical soldier quickly ran over, tied the aorta in the shoulder with a bandage, and then injected morphine to reduce the pain Zhao Haowen  Panting hard, he stared at the bloody platoon leader for a while, then bit his lip and rushed forward like crazy.

    "Avenge the platoon leader! Kill him!"

    The entire trench was filled with frantic shouts. As soon as Zhao Haowen crossed the corner of the trench, a sharp bayonet pierced the steel plate on his chest from an angle. The Soviet soldier on the other side didn't seem to expect that the tip of the knife would be blocked. He didn't even react.  The patented M1917 Winchester shotgun was aimed at his head. In his horrified eyes, the 18mm shotgun rushed out of the short and thick barrel, blowing half of his head away.

    There was no lag, and in just two hours of fighting, Zhao Haowen was like a veteran, with only enemies, enemies, and enemies in his eyes!  The trench was being torn open continuously. When the last shotgun was fired, he pulled out his pistol and knocked down the Soviet soldiers who were hiding in the hole on the side wall of the trench and trying to make a sneak attack. The long-awaited Charge finally sounded. He turned around and looked at the river four kilometers away.  Thousands of comrades-in-arms rushed along the five pontoon bridges like migrating ant colonies from the gaps opened by the commandos. Tanks and armored vehicles filled the trenches one after another, and the flamethrowers pulled out long red flames.  The entire Samarkand defense line turned into a sea of ??flames

    Even the city of Samarkand further away was flooded by rocket launchers and bombers that passed over the pontoon bridge after dawn

    "You see, five infantry regiments have already passed the pontoon bridge on the front. The other troops are also compressing the defense line from all sides. The obstacle-breaking rocket launchers brought by Zhuo Fan have been a big help. After they went up, they have opened multiple gaps in succession, and the speed of the troops has accelerated a lot.  It was originally expected to take five days, but now it looks like it will take up to three days to complete the annihilation." Inside the command post, Acting Chief of Staff Du Yuming lay on the map and explained the battle situation to Sun Chuanfang: "The engineers and the three assault regiments suffered heavy casualties, close to 40%. I have already ordered  They stopped to rest and waited for my 10th Armored Division to pass the pontoon bridge in the afternoon, so that they could penetrate directly into the city of Samarkand."

    Zhuo Fan listened quietly. For him, this was a valuable opportunity to learn about army-level battles. He was very happy to know that the rocket launchers he brought had played a major role, but he was not satisfied with the four breakthroughs in the first round last night.  The casualty rate is still distressing. This means that there are at least 1,300 soldier casualties, which is almost the same as that of Kizil.??The number of casualties on the first day of the Alda Interdiction Battle has been reduced, but there is nothing we can do about it. No matter how powerful the barrier-breaking rockets are, they cannot completely clear the trenches. After all, the enemies hiding in blind corners and bunkers must be found and eliminated one by one by infantry.  Lose

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Sun Chuanfang will not be stingy with his troops. After continuing to ask each unit to continue to attack in turn, he looked at him and waved his hand: "Don't wait here, go to the front and have a look, this will be good for you in the future."

    "Yes." Zhuo Fan thanked him in his heart for the opportunity to directly observe the group army's annihilation battle. But as soon as he walked to the door and was about to set off with the 10th Armored Division, he was pulled by the communications staff officer who came in: "Zhuo Fan, where are you going? Quickly.  Hurry, something happened. General Long's telegram was lost at Akdem Mountain north of Karaganda last night, requesting all East Kazakh Army officers and soldiers in the theater to report back immediately."

    "Akdem Mountain is lost!" Zhuo Fan was startled and immediately rushed to the map to find the highland directly north of Karaganda. After seeing the terrain clearly, he found the highland between Karaganda and Ekibastuz.  , Sun Chuanfang's face turned gloomy because the Akdem Mountain highland with an altitude of 899 meters is the only commanding height on the defense line from Pavlodar to Karaganda. Losing this place is equivalent to a thick line of 30 kilometers in the middle of the defense line.  The big gap!  ¡­(To be continued¡­)
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