Revolution 1938

This is how Ningxia's first upright confrontation began. One side of the battle was the Ningxia Four-horse cavalry unit with the No.17 Army of the Revolutionary Army of the Republic of China on its head, and the other side was the Chinese People's Liberation Army, which had already been announced to the world.

However, the reason why Ma Guojing still had a little hope in his heart was that he had tens of thousands of cavalry in his hand, while on the opposite side, so far, he had only seen the strength of at most one regiment, more than 1000 at full count.And there were not many chariots, he saw more than a dozen in total.

This made him a bit confident. He had seen tanks before. He had gone to the Suiyuan Anti-Japanese Front with the first and second brigades made by his father a few days ago, and had encountered Japanese tanks. Although the loss was heavy, the second brigade destroyed 6 Japanese tanks by manpower, and Ma Guojing, who was observing from the rear at that time, knew how to deal with these iron shells.

But now, Ma Guojing has nearly ten thousand so-called cannon fodder, and those cavalry can be used as human bombs with explosives, and his well-trained cavalry is the guarantee to finally break through the enemy group and kill all directions.

Ma Guojing's knowledge is not wide. Although Suiyuan, which is not far from them, has just ended a battle where dozens of people blocked a thousand cavalry, he is not very clear that the news from Suiyuan has been cut off for a long time.

The wind in the desert was still blowing, and she used her hands to block the glare of the sun. Ma Guojing looked at the situation on the other side. These Han people were still afraid of death. They had already dug so many tunnels in a short time. Can these mouse holes block my more than 1 men on horseback?

Thinking of this, Ma Guojing waved her hand and signaled her adjutant to come over.

"How is everything arranged?"

"It's been arranged, Commander, I have already told the leaders and Manla below, as long as you are not afraid of death, charge to the death, and when the battle is over, the living will have 2 oceans per person, 20 sheep, and the dead I also give 10 sheep, and the family will not have to pay taxes in the future.”

"Damn it, you're going to die. Whoever asks you to make your own decisions won't pay taxes. What will we eat in the future?"

Hearing that her adjutant didn't approve of him, and secretly promised those poor bastards that they would not have to pay taxes in the future, Ma Guojing became anxious immediately, and used the riding whip in her hand to whip the adjutant.

"Marshal, Marshal, please forgive me, listen to my explanation...!"

"What fart is there, let it go!"

"Marshal, don't worry, I'm just saying, who will die at that time can tell clearly, besides, even if you agreed at the beginning, after two years, change to a tax collector, just don't admit it. Mainly Yes, in that case, those poor bastards will work hard, right?"

"You boy, you have so many crooked ideas, no wonder you can be my adjutant. Okay, go down, and you can start attacking in half an hour. Today, you must beat the Labor Party on the opposite side, more than 1000 people I just want to meet my team of tens of thousands of people, maybe they haven't had enough of the losses they suffered a while ago!"

"Haha, the commander-in-chief is wise, the Communist Party of China is full of brains. Didn't you have seen those Red Army prisoners before, so there is no need to vent your anger on them."

Seeing that Ma Guojing stopped whipping him, his adjutant immediately patted the horse with a smile on his face, and then rode the horse to the front.

"The commander-in-chief said, wait a minute, everyone, fight back the Han people, the conditions promised by the commander-in-chief must be fulfilled, attack in half an hour, and arrange the things you just asked to arrange as soon as possible."

As he yelled back and forth in front of the formation, at the position of the People's Liberation Army a few kilometers away, the man who had gone around the enemy camp just now couldn't help asking the people around him.

"Can you hear what the other side is calling?"

"I can't hear clearly, it's like hearing something for half an hour! The wind is too strong, and the sound collector is not working properly."

"Half an hour, how can I give you such comfort. Artillery battalion, please report the preparations."

"The artillery battalion is ready!"

"Very good, anti-personnel bombs, areas 7, 8, and 9, five rounds of free fire!"

"Head, don't wait for the opponent to attack?"

"Don't wait, let's attack this time!"

Less than 2 minutes after the voice on the walkie-talkie fell, there was a sharp howling sound in the sky.Ma Guojing, who was still beating the palm of her hand with the whip in her hand and humming a ditty while watching her adjutant boosting morale in front of the battle, was suddenly startled.

This sudden whistling sound was so familiar, it made his heart tremble a little, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it for a while. For a full three seconds, he just blurted out the word "bombardment". when.

Above the heads of the entire battle formation, beautiful black and white flowers bloomed, and the flying steel balls brought a whirlwind of death to the entire Ma family army.Ma Guojing looked at the hellish scene in front of her, and the whole world gradually turned red. I don't know if it was because of the indignation why the god of death patronized his troops, or because of the blood left by Mu Mu in the two black holes above his head. .

With the blood red everywhere, what finally remained in Ma Guojing's consciousness was the death-like black silence. With the tilt of the horse under him, he was also thrown heavily into the pile of corpses beside him, silently. stopped his breathing.

Perhaps he, who was still a little high-spirited just now, did not expect that his destination would be so simple and direct.It would never have occurred to them that the original plans for bargaining were all fantasies, and the Labor Party is no longer willing to talk nonsense anymore.

The fierce shelling came and went quickly. After 20 minutes, the white smoke was gradually blown away by the wind on the desert. What appeared in the eyes of the soldiers of the People's Liberation Army on the opposite side were corpses lying everywhere, including horses and horses. human.

And the lucky ones who survived the shelling were already dazed and at a loss. In the sea of ​​blood, they seemed so scattered in the sea of ​​blood.

"Attention everyone, defend against the enemy, pay attention to your own safety. Attack!"

As the voice of the man who gave the shelling order fell, the chariots parked behind the entire front began to roar, and they took the lead in driving towards the opposite side in bursts of green smoke. At the rear, soldiers jumped out of the trenches and began to follow What used to be a training requirement comes with the offense.

"Damn, if I knew that a shelling would take care of things, I wouldn't need to dig that hole!"

At this time, Lao Xu, the fireman behind the No. 042 tank, was carrying the machine gun in his hand, and his deputy was slouching while moving forward while complaining.

Indeed, after working hard for a long time, I thought that there was going to be a war, but I didn't expect that after the cannonball, it was gone. Looking at the past, there were only a few Majia troops left who were scared and foolish.

"What Brother Da Xu said is true. I was afraid that I would not be able to keep up with the reloading, but I didn't expect to run away with the ammunition!"

His deputy is a big man with five big and three thick, but he has a lot of strength. At this time, he is carrying an 80 bazooka and four hanging machine gun bullets and is following him.

The big man, surnamed Xue, is from Shandong. He was sent to Yan’an by the guerrillas in Shandong for training. He has a lot of strength. Although his combat skills still look awkward, he was still selected as the deputy machine gun after the training. This time the battle of Outer Mongolia.

The two were chatting without a word.Suddenly, there was a low-pitched angry reprimand from beside them.

"What nonsense, don't talk casually during the attack, pay attention to the enemy's actions!"

"Yes!"

When the voice came, the two immediately restrained their expressions and responded directly.The one who interjected was their company commander, a former survivor of the Fourth Front Army of the Red Army, and the reason why the first battle against the Four Horsemen this time made them a member of the regiment is that many middle and lower-level cadres in the army were former soldiers of the Fourth Front Army of the Red Army. , Knowing the style of the four horses better than other troops.

After the stern-faced company commander ran away, the big man surnamed Xue stuck out his tongue, and then asked quietly.

"The company commander is quite angry!"

"It goes without saying that when the company commander was in Hongsi, many of his comrades fell under the iron heels of the Ma's army. It's normal to be a little angry."

Hearing Da Xu's words, the big man Xue nodded, vigorously moved the ammunition on his back up, and didn't speak any more, just followed his team seriously and continued to run to the corpse yard ahead.

In the end, this battle, which might have been a dignified encounter, ended hastily under this large-scale shelling.In fact, before the shelling, no one thought that the result would be like this.But things are so coincidental.

Ma Guojing's subordinates are not battle-tested veterans. Instead, they are all returned men who have been dazzled by the so-called Islamic teachings. They can herd sheep and hunt, but they don't understand what a real war looks like. Yes, in their minds, I'm afraid they thought it was something that the big guys could get together to solve.

However, they were very unlucky. What they met was the People's Liberation Army armed to the teeth with modern weapons. The artillery shells that bombarded them were anti-personnel bombs known as the sickle of death, and those who survived were asked to free the target area. shelling.

Under the cover of the small steel balls scattered by the cannonballs that fell almost evenly on the heads of the Ma's army, it is natural that those people and horses gathered together have no possibility of surviving. Many good things have been favored by the god of luck.

However, this kind of battle is just the beginning in the entire Northwest. When the Majia Army, which still maintains the traditional large-scale cavalry skills, collides head-on with the People's Liberation Army troops armed with modern combat ideology, the result of this kind of shelling to solve the battle is that it often happens. Appearing in the advancement of the entire battle, people can't help but sigh that the eternal truth of being beaten if you fall behind is especially vividly experienced on this purely tactical level.