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Volume 3 Far East Story Chapter 382 The more I fight, the more frightened I become, and the more I fight, the more crazy I become.

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    July 13, 1918 8:25 120 kilometers south of Ufa, northwest of the town of Sterli Tamak

    Time passed very quickly. The two hundred sharpshooter groups of the Soviet Red Army quickly climbed from 1,000 meters away to 800 meters away, and then climbed from 800 meters away into 700 meters. On a front line almost 800 meters wide, each group  There was about a distance of about 4 meters. Of course, some soldiers in the group had good physical strength and rushed ahead, while others with less physical strength fell behind. In short, the sharpshooter troops sent by Tukhachevsky,  Moving forward slowly but surely.

    "Comrade Commander! Why don't the enemies on the opposite side shoot? They have heavy machine guns. Fire coverage and strafing at this distance can already pose a greater threat and damage!" Hashimo, commander of the 31st Turkestan Infantry Division  The husband couldn't help but said.

    Those who launched the attack were the treasures of the infantry companies under his 31st Infantry Division. To say who was most nervous about whether this attack could achieve the expected results, it was the division commander Comrade Hashemov.

    "How do I know! Maybe the enemy doesn't have enough bullets? Or maybe they don't have enough mortars? Strangely, the other side has no reason to let us get close to the other side's position. Could it be because they can't figure out what we are going to do?  ?" Tukhachevsky murmured while using his telescope to look at the Red Army soldiers who were still moving forward in front of the position.

    "I think the enemy must be up to something else. Haven't you noticed it after this battle? The other side doesn't waste ammunition at all. The machine gun always requires us to attack 300 meters in front of the position before it will fire. Now  It's normal for the opponent to refuse to fire at a distance of more than 700 meters, but why doesn't the mortar fire? The distance of 700 meters is exactly the optimal shooting range of the mortar. Is it really true that the cavalry division is out of shells?  Political Commissar Furmanov said while observing the situation with a telescope.

    "What a pity! If we had artillery, we would have blasted the opponent to the point where one Buddha was born and two Buddhas reached Nirvana. Even if we had a battalion of heavy machine guns! This battle was really frustrating!" said the 15th Infantryman of the Simbirsk Iron Army.  Chekov, the division commander, couldn't help but said.

    "What's the use of talking about it now? It was so windy and rainy last night, it would be good if people could move. What can be done to the cannon that is stuck in the swamp and can't be pulled out? Who would have thought that he would chew such a hard one in such a broken town?  Walnut, let me tell you, Comrade Commander, how about we lure the snake out of its hole?" Berklov, the commander of the 20th Infantry Division, said on the side.

    "Quiet! Quiet! Let's wait until this battle is over to lure the snake out of its hole! Who dares to say retreat now? Don't blame me, Tukhachevsky, for being unkind!" the commander of the group army frowned and shouted.  The silence on the coalition position opposite made Tukhachevsky's heart beat faster. The guy instinctively smelled something bad, but he watched helplessly as the 200 Red Army sharpshooter teams were still struggling to move forward. There seemed to be a lot of tension in front of the coalition position.  A bloody mouth was opened, and the blood of more than 1,200 soldiers who died in the open ground has dyed the earth red.

    Suddenly, a crisp gunshot rang out in front of the position. The gunshot made the hearts of all those watching the battle on both sides stop suddenly, and then jump up faster. The commanders on both sides used telescopes to patrol desperately.  The direction of the gunshot depends on who shot whom?

    The result was a huge disappointment to the people. It turned out that a sharpshooter team of the advancing Soviet Red Army tripped over the corpse of a Soviet Red Army comrade at their feet. As a result, the Mosin-Nagant rifle in the shooter's hand went off due to nervousness.  .

    However, this occasional gunshot frightened all the attacking Red Army soldiers to lie down on the ground and join the wooden platoon. They began to desperately dig up individual bunkers on the spot, while the shooters began to lie down behind the wooden platoon and look decent.  They started aiming at the coalition position, and then the entire position was filled with gunshots. 200 Soviet Red Army shooters started shooting less than 600 meters away from the opponent's position!

    "Kashimov! The sharpshooters in your division are so powerful. They started shooting from 600 meters away! Are they all sharpshooters?" Tukhachevsky shouted with a livid face!

    "The effective combat distance of the Mosin-Nagant rifle is only 400 meters. Comrade Commander, there are no sharpshooters, but there is no one who can accurately hit the enemy at 600 meters. Among these 200 people, you may not be able to find one!" Furmanov was standing aside!  He said, although there were 60 shooters from his cavalry regiment in front of him, this guy was in as bad a mood as his division commander, so he couldn't help but say some words!

    As soon as the 200 sharpshooters of the Soviet Red Army opened fire, don't tell me, the bullets from the Mosin-Nagant rifles really hit the allied positions opposite and caused mud to fly everywhere. Why was it mud instead of dust? Wasn't it because it rained all night?  What about the violent storms? The trenches of the Allied Forces were also carefully built. There were countless water diversion ditches under the trenches, and they finally converged into the low-lying southwest position and finally merged into the tributary of the Ural River.

    "Batalion Commander, on the battlefieldThe sniper asks if he can shoot!  "Correspondent Xiao Ma put down the phone and reported!

    "His grandma, pass my order, all snipers are free to fire, kill the opponent who is at the front first, damn, the opponent's stray bullets are flying to my command post!" It turns out that the opponent just said  The missed bullet wandered around for a long time and actually hit the attic. Li Fugui was really shocked. The bullet really didn't have eyes, so he couldn't let the other party do whatever he wanted!

    So he ordered to fire!

    Now the two sides were coming and going, and the fighting was fierce. Hundreds of scarecrows in military uniforms were planted on the coalition positions, which quite confused the sight of the sharpshooters of the Soviet Red Army. If Tukhachevsky hadn't given this  Equip the guy with a telescope, and I'm sure someone can snap at the scarecrow for a long time without waking up.

    The counterattack of the coalition snipers soon made the sharpshooters of the Soviet Red Army know what a sniper is and what a sniper rifle is. The clear and sharp sound of the M1 Garand's gunfire is even better than the opponent's Mosin-Nagant rifle.  , after all, the muzzle velocity of the Garand bullet is 853 meters per second, while the Mosin Nagant is only 615 meters per second. Soon, as gunfire rang out on the coalition position, one by one hid behind the wooden platoon 600 meters away and fired.  The sharpshooters of the Soviet Red Army met with bad luck.

    In less than 2 minutes, by the time the 12 sniper teams of Li Fugui's cavalry battalion fired the first round of eight rounds, the Soviet Red Army sharpshooters who were shooting behind the wooden platoon had already suffered one-third casualties.  Within ten minutes, Tukhachevsky's sharpshooter attack tactics completely failed. 200 sharpshooter groups were almost wiped out. More than 90% of these 200 Soviet Red Army shooters were killed. Almost all of those who survived were seriously injured.  .

    "Commander, blow the call to retreat! Hurry and retreat The other party is a professional sniper. Look, their guns seem to have scopes on them!" Berkloff shouted anxiously.

    "Blow the trumpet! Tell them to withdraw!" Tukhachevsky's face turned livid, thinking that a mere coalition cavalry battalion had such strong combat effectiveness. At a distance of 600 meters, his group of 200 sharpshooters without sniper rifles were simply like  The side dishes in the optical sight were all meat on the chopping board. This was such a shock that the commander of the group army was even a little unsteady.

    Historically, in battles between two armies, retreating often pays a greater price than attacking. Almost all the shooters in the 200 sharpshooter groups of the Soviet Red Army suffered casualties, but the infantryman who held up the wooden platoon to cover and dug desperately to serve as a bunker was hiding underground.  However, there were no casualties in the battalion. Of course, this had something to do with the fact that they lay in a shallow pit holding their heads and refused to raise their heads.

    At this moment, Tukhachevsky blows the trumpet and retreats. This will cost their lives. If you want to retreat, you can no longer hide in a shallow single bunker with your head in your hands, Red Army soldiers of the infantry battalion.  They could only leave the body of the dead sharpshooter behind and slowly retreat with a wooden raft behind them. At this moment, a group of shooters had changed on the coalition position. The main shooter in the sniper team had withdrawn to rest, and the deputy shooter was holding the M1 Ga.  Rand semi-automatic sniper rifle started free fire.

    Crisp and slightly sharp gunshots came one after another. At this time, Tukhachevsky discovered that the enemy on the opposite side had only a dozen guns firing, but these dozen sniper rifles were almost useless at a distance of 600 meters.  Suddenly, the 200 groups of Red Army soldiers of the infantry battalion who were retreating with wooden platoons quickly suffered casualties. Finally, the fear of death overwhelmed the remaining 100 groups of infantry soldiers on the position, and many people threw away their hands.  The heavy wooden raft turned around and ran in the direction of its own position. Neither organization nor discipline could withstand the death and fear brought by the opponent's sniper.

    One group of people ran like this, and then ten groups of people ran like this. Immediately after, almost all the Soviet Red Army soldiers who were still alive and able to move in the center of the position threw away the wooden rafts in their hands, and threw their weapons to their own positions.  Running like crazy, the team collapsed in an instant.

    "Fool! What a fool! Can you outrun bullets with two legs? Standing up and running has a bigger target. This battalion is over!" Furmanov turned his head and looked around. The person who said this came to him at some point.  Division Commander Chapayev.

    If 400 people start running, no matter how high the level of snipers on the coalition position is, they only have 12 sniper rifles. If the opponent runs out of the most dangerous 200 meters, it will take at most half a minute to a minute. This time is not enough.  It's enough for 12 snipers to kill 7 or 80 people on the other side.

    But luck was not on the side of Tukhachevsky and his First Army today. The heavy machine gun on the opposite coalition position suddenly opened fire. The m1918a2 Browning heavy machine gun was fired at a distance of 600 meters to 800 meters.  It is one of the best distances for exerting firepower. In less than 2 minutes, nine heavy machine guns on the front line of the coalition forces set off a storm of metal bullets over a width of 800 meters, scattering less than 400 people in front of the position.  Yazi ran happily. All the soldiers of the Russian Red Army infantry battalion were swept to the ground, and no one could escape.

    The real blood flowed like a river in just two hoursNearly 1,800 Soviet soldiers died on this open land 900 meters wide and 1,000 meters deep. So many soldiers fell in such a small place just now. In just a few minutes, Tukhachevsky's  The failure of the attack left an atmosphere of ominousness and despair hanging over the entire army.

    This battle cannot go on any longer!  This idea came to more than one division commander of the First Army!
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