C1506 Orient gun in hand

First, he ambushed the Musketeers to expose the position of the Bravehearts. When the Bravehearts returned to fight, the ambushing melee battle suddenly started from the side to attack the Bravehearts' battle tempo. This was the most common tactic used by the experienced Russian Army.

Don't think that these polar bears are brainless and brainless. On the contrary, these people are extremely cunning in their combat.

Mauser's rifle s could shoot from afar with high accuracy. With the fast firing speed of the Spencer Rifle and all kinds of hand grenades, it made those blindly charging Russian Army suffer a lot.

At this time, the military officer who inherited the Russia thought of a good idea. First, she used the Musketeers to ambush them inside the building, and then suddenly opened fire to attract the attention of the Chinese.

When pouncing from the nearest distance, the loyal troops were focused on the building. Their defense against the flank was weak to begin with, and it would take them some time to load the rifle, not even enough time to throw the grenade.

The reason why this night battle was so difficult now had a lot to do with this cunning tactic.

The Russian commanders were very confident in the strength of their soldiers' melee. They believed that as long as the brave warriors could safely charge through the dangerous firepower net 30 meters in front of them, victory would definitely belong to them after such a melee.

Even if the final battle ended in defeat, such a strategy of attrition would still be able to greatly injure the life force of the Bravehearts, which would lessen the pressure on the reinforcements that followed up on them.

"We may lose the battle of the Haishenwai, but we will win the war in the Far East …"

Ji Yaqinke looked at the sky shaking front line, standing on Amur Bay's beach, and in front of him was the small boat sent by the Aleut. Ai Tuolin specially invited the commander to quickly board the boat, and continue commanding the fighting on the battleship.

Originally, Ji Yaqinke had already prepared to die for her country, including the pistols and poisons. He decided to die with the city, but she never thought that when the Bravehearts broke through to four kilometers away from the walls of the stronghold, Vadim and Andreev would actually lead the other battalions to firmly defend against the Chinese attack.

They actually relied on physical combat to stabilize their position, this time Ji Yaqinke's mind was working, it looked like she would not die! It allowed the war to drag on indefinitely, caused more and more of the brave soldiers to die, and finally, the cavalry army reached the victor, which was still the tsar's.

Since victory is inevitable, I am a martyr who has eaten his fill! I'm not that stupid. I'll go up onto the Iron-armored Ship to hide for a bit.

But Ji Yaqinke never thought that the little advantage she gained from fighting hand-to-hand could not be maintained for long. After the new weapons for the Bravehearts were distributed, the battle suddenly changed.

Xiang Shaolong's eyes shrunk as he shouted, "Ambushing! I am your ancestor!" Dragon Lord knew that this thing had to have a strong recoil. He put his Innate Qi into his dantian to protect his waist, his left leg arched and right leg supported on the ground as he pulled the trigger fiercely with his right index finger.

The burning rope was just in time to hit the door of the fire. With a muffled bang, a white smoke engulfed Dragon Lord and the surrounding soldiers.

"Cough, cough, cough …" What a big smoke... Cough cough cough … "What a great recoil …" Just from looking at Dragon Lord's back, he could tell that even his shoulder blades were hurting.

Leaks of air could not be avoided in the chamber, so this kind of weapon would always fire with a dull sound, never letting out a crisp sound. After a moment of silence, the charging Russian were stunned.

Even though they were experienced and knowledgeable, they had never seen a gun that spewed out so much white smoke all at once. Could it be a cannon!? But a cannon couldn't be fired from the shoulder.

The time left for these people to think about other things was less than a second. Almost instantly, with a boom, a huge black cloud rushed over and the four Russian Army soldiers who were at the front flipped over on the ground as if they had been smashed by iron plates.

Without any delay, four soldiers returned to the Underworld, and the six soldiers behind them were in for it. The iron nail s and the iron sand seed s had pierced their entire bodies and faces.

These Russian were in so much pain that they covered their faces and rolled on the ground. Their screams scared those Rakshasi Musketeers s who were lying in ambush and stopped shooting.

After three seconds of silence, the Dragon Lord s released a wave of thunderous roars, "Long live! "It was a great fight..." Four soldiers jumped out from their hiding place. With military thorns in their hands, they rushed forward and stabbed those Russian who were screaming miserably to death with their sabers.

He then carefully examined the corpse, turned around and laughed at the general, "It's full power, even the nails are nailed into the brain, and the iron sand seed has shot themselves into the internal organs …"

Dragon Lord was finally relieved. He took out his pocket watch and looked at it, "It's half past one in the morning …" There is still time, pass down the order, save the shotgun ammunition, and end this battle by daybreak! "

"We're going to have breakfast in this city!"

The strength of the shotgun was proven time and time again by the brave soldiers, especially Lin Zhen, Qiu Wei, and Yan Xing. They had already carried out probing training on the warship before, and were extremely familiar with the various properties of the shotgun.

Wherever the shouts were the most intense, their silhouettes would appear. The Russian s who were holding onto swords, wood cutting axes, and bayonets, charging towards them desperately, were smashed into meat paste by the shotgun s' rain of bullets.

It was simply a one-sided massacre. No matter how strong the polar bear was, it could not withstand the onslaught of the torrential rain of iron nail.

"Fire!" These Chinese people had developed cannons that could be fired from their hands! Too despicable! "We can't rush over …"

"AHH!" God! May we defeat these enemies! Attack... Attack... "Wuu, I can't f * cking act like that!"

After this battle, this kind of shotgun had a very resounding nickname, it was called 'Eastern Cannon'. However, the volunteers were more willing to call him 'a swarm of bees from the Far East'.

The battle had finally turned around, with 250 shotgun s and thousands of bullets, blocking the Russian's crazy counterattack. After calming down, the brave soldiers once again utilized their numbers and the advantage of their rifle range, finally breaking through the 4 kilometer defense line.

Xiao Letian put down the binoculars and laughed in relief, "As expected of a warrior! Being surrounded for a whole winter and still being able to erupt with such battle prowess, you are truly a group of worthy of respect! "