The Heroic Age of the Late Qing Dynasty

"No, we are not going to fight the Russians head on. Instead, we are going to ambush them and attack them by surprise."

"Captain, since you're familiar with this iron mine, how do you say we attack it?" "I've actually been thinking about how to attack this mine for two years, but the specifics are confidential for now. This is just training for the troops. Start replenishing your strength now, and we'll officially begin before dawn tomorrow."

It was almost dawn, and several platoon leaders, as if they had discussed it beforehand, came to Zhao Yong with the instructor to listen to his orders and see how Zhao Yong would arrange to capture the iron mine defended by the Russians today.

"Comrades, you should all know that the Russians are very arrogant right now. This makes it possible for us to lure them. Look over there."

Zhao Yong pointed and said, "There's a pile of rocks over there. The Russians must be very familiar with it. They'd never guess someone would ambush them there. So, Platoon Five, Platoon Six, you'll ambush on both sides of the road. Be careful not to show your heads, and wait for us to lure the Russians over there."

"Yes."

"Heavy machine gun squad, instructor, you all go and ambush there. But be careful, the heavy machine guns must not fire until the last moment, otherwise they will expose our firepower."

"Yes."

"Seventh Platoon, everyone, change into tattered clothes and follow me. We will attack the mine and lure out the Russians guarding it."

"Captain, I have a question. Why do our numbers all start with five? Squad Five, Platoon Five, Battalion Five. Where did the ones in front go?"

"Haha, I asked the team leader about this. He said that using one, two, and three would seem like ranking, and that using four would be considered unlucky, so we'll just start with five."

"Uh~ Then why are you wearing ragged clothes?"

"When the Russians see that we are equipped with banditry, they will naturally treat us as bandits. If the Russians think we are an army, then they will definitely treat us as an army. The Russians will never allow bandits to bully them. Do you understand?"

"To lure the enemy for military purposes?" "Yes, any other questions?" "No."

"Then let's set up an ambush."

The instructor immediately led the fifth and sixth platoons into an ambush atop the rubble, no trenches needed. Moments later, the company commander received word that the ambush was in place. Meanwhile, Zhao Yong had already led the seventh platoon into a thicket less than a hundred meters from the mine gate.

Zhao Yong whispered to the sharpshooter next to him, "See those two sentries standing guard? There will only be two sentries at this mine. After we take them out, we'll just wait for the Russians to come out. As long as we take out a few more of them, they'll definitely come out of the mine and destroy us."

"Company Commander, how could the Russians fall for such a simple trick to lure the enemy?"

"Haha, the Russians are very arrogant right now. As the true masters of Northeast China, in the words of the regiment commander, the Russians are the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. They will definitely not let go of any force in Northeast China that resists them. As long as we can provoke the Russians and let them know that we only have a platoon of strength, they will definitely dare to pursue us. Of course, we will also have to fight and retreat at the same time. This is a technical job. We must lead the Russians into the encirclement of the instructors and their men."

"Captain, when do we fight?"

"Shoot now. Squad five sharpshooters, aim at the sentry on the left. Squad six sharpshooters, aim at the sentry on the right. When I say shoot, you shoot."

Hearing the company commander's words, the sharpshooters from both squads immediately loaded their rifles and aimed at their respective targets. At a distance of one hundred meters, for the sharpshooters from each squad, it was as easy as firing.

"shot."

"Bang," "Bang"

After two gunshots, the two Russian sentries fell down.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Yong said directly: "When we retreat later, remember to throw away the old clothes we prepared. Don't throw them together. Throw one piece at a time."

After the gunshot, the previously quiet mine erupted in a commotion. A moment later, the patrolling Russians appeared in front of the two fallen sentries. Unaware of the enemy's situation outside, the Russians remained cautious. With no officers commanding them to attack, they naturally only peeked out to observe.

The Russians in the mines had been at ease for a long time, and they actually stood still while observing. Without waiting for the company commander's order, the soldiers opened fire. After a burst of gunfire, several more Russians were hit and fell to the ground, becoming corpses.

The flash of gunpowder also exposed the position of the company commander and his men, so after firing this round, each squad immediately retreated a distance to avoid the Russians' shooting.

"Sharpshooter, the enemy has a sharpshooter."

At this moment, the Russians were in a state of panic again, and some even cried out in surprise. But soon, everything quieted down. It must have been the army commander who came out and suppressed the troops' emotions, thus controlling the situation.

Inside this mine, there were over 3,000 laborers. Among these 3,000 were over 200 thugs and overseers, considered by the Russians to be close to them. These men acted as the Russians' minions, flexing their muscles and acting arrogantly before the workers. They fawned over the workers, groveling and bowing before the Russians. To gain the Russians' trust and favor, they treated the workers with extreme cruelty, beating and scolding them, and withholding their wages. At dawn, these overseers, eager to curry favor with the Russians, were already waking the miners up for work.

There are also hundreds of Russians who came to Northeast China to "pan for gold" in the mine. They temporarily use the mine as a shelter. These people include men and women, old and young. They may not participate in the army's attack, but when facing the bandit attack, they will not hesitate to pick up guns and fight.

Gulina Eva came to Manchuria from faraway St. Petersburg. Her father had been so brave during the occupation of the Far East that he had written her a letter, promising a promotion. However, she never expected her father to be killed by a group of bandits on his way to his new post, falling at the very moment of his glorious rise. Upon receiving the telegram, she rushed to Manchuria to collect her father's belongings.

Gulina Eva hated the Qing bandits to the extreme at this time. She even wished that all the Qing people would die to bury her father. It was these bandits that made her lose her loving father, broke her beautiful and intact family, and her mother ran away with another man. She was nineteen years old this year. If she didn't

She had come to this hellish place in the Far East. She should be at home preparing for her twentieth birthday party. Thinking of this, Gulina Eva could only curse the bandits who had killed her father again.

The Russian girls were lively and adorable, with straight noses, delicate features, tall, curvy figures, and blonde hair and blue eyes. Most of them perfectly matched Chinese aesthetic standards. Gulina Eva was even more doll-like and adorable. Her days were filled with singing and laughter. Her signature long legs, paired with a sweet voice, captivated the attention of countless handsome young men. It's true that the young men of Wuling competed for the "Pantou," and countless red silks were sung. Uh~ there seems to be a problem with the poem. It's not used correctly. After all, the young men of Wuling competed for the "Pantou" in order to visit prostitutes. Otherwise, what else would the young men of Wuling do in brothels? To learn foreign languages? Files shared via Baidu Netdisk: "Historical Military Aid Category..."

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Uh, we've strayed off topic! Let's get back to the point! The beautiful Gulina Eva is just a carefree and beautiful girl, not one of those so-called prostitutes who only sells her art but not her body. It's more like she attracts all those handsome young men who exude male hormones all day long.

Chapter 274:

All that was beautiful vanished the moment her father was murdered by bandits, vanishing like a dream. With her father dead, her mother and her lover absconded with her father's money, leading a shameless life. Gulnaeva no longer wanted to stay home. Unable to believe her loving father was truly dead, she set out on a journey to the Far East.

After receiving her father's belongings, this innocent and beautiful Russian girl had no plans to return from her trip to the Far East. She went to work at the Anshan Iron Mine, where she immediately became the focus of everyone's attention. The lovely Russian boys, and even the Qing people she hated, swarmed around her like bees and flies, willingly taking care of her life.

She helped with accounting in the mine, and her daily work was quite easy. She found a Qing Dynasty man whom she disliked to teach her Chinese. Gulina Eva actually wanted to take up arms and fight, to kill Qing Dynasty bandits and avenge her father. However, the Russian officer rejected her request, saying that girls should not be on the battlefield, that guns and cannons were not suitable for her fair hands, and that fighting was a man's job. A woman's job was to pray for a man's victory before dinner.

Gulina Eva finally understood her situation. She no longer had a father to protect her from the wind and rain. She became a rootless duckweed and could only go with the flow.

“Damn the Qing people!”

Every time she thought of the Qing bandits who had harmed her, she would curse the Qing people in her heart.

"boom."

A distant gunshot rang out, the sound spreading through the mine like a tsunami. The stillness was like a thunderclap, jolting the entire mine to life. Gulina Eva heard the commotion outside and walked out, only to hear another burst of gunfire. The mine's troops immediately blew their whistles.

Gulina Eva immediately followed the crowd and saw that the Russian men and the recruited Qing people had already drawn their guns and were rushing towards the gate. There was also a team of warriors rushing to the Chinese poor fruit area to prevent the workers there from rioting.

Gulina Eva stopped a Russian warrior who was running to the battlefield and said, "Ivan, what happened?"

The young man was Ukrainian, his name was Ivan Andreevich. He was very nervous and excited, and didn't want to stop, but when his dream goddess called him, he immediately stopped and said, "Bandits are attacking us. Don't be afraid. We won't let them in, and I will protect you."

Ivan Andreevich is indeed a master at picking up girls. He did not forget to pick up girls at this time. However, when Gulina Eva heard about the bandits, she immediately became excited.

Got excited.

"Really? Are those Qing Dynasty bandits really here? Regardless of whether they are the ones who killed my father or not, they all deserve to die!"

Ivan Andreevich saw Gulinaeva's face flush and her shoulders tremble, and thought she was afraid. However, he had to go to war and was in no mood to comfort this beautiful woman. He turned around and was about to leave when Gulinaeva grabbed him. He wondered in his heart, this is not the time for a date!

"Gulina Eva, I can accompany you after I beat back the bandits, but not now."

Gulina Eva ignored Ivan's words and said directly: "Give me one, I want to go fight the bandits too."

Gulinayeva had been holding these words in her heart for a long time. Now that she said them out loud, she felt her soul had been elevated.

Ivan was stunned for a moment and then said: "It's very dangerous ahead, it's safest for you to stay inside the house!"

Gulinaeva stared at Ivan and said, "Give me a gun!" Ivan had no choice but to look around and see no one. He took out a pistol he had bought from his holster and handed it to Gulinaeva, saying, "I'll come to your room to get it after the battle."

Gulina Eva was holding a gun in her hand and was very excited. She didn't hear what Ivan said at all and just nodded.

Ivan Andreyevich was also very excited when he saw this. It was a very cost-effective thing for him to take out an iron gun and exchange it for a flesh gun to enter the hole.

Another burst of gunfire rang out outside. Ivan no longer cared about Gulina Eva and turned and ran. Gulina Eva also ran towards the place where the gunfire came from, holding a pistol. She didn't run far before she saw the mine owner Alyosha on a platform desperately shouting: "Hurry up! Keep a close eye on those yellow monkeys. Don't let anything happen! Don't let those yellow monkeys talk."

The three thousand miners in the mine were like ticking time bombs. If the miners were to revolt en masse, they would be able to reduce the entire iron ore mine to dust, even without the intervention of bandits from outside. Therefore, even though the guards were severely understaffed, he still had to leave behind a squad of soldiers to intimidate the Qing laborers, not daring to relax his watch over them.

"Arm all Russians! Listen, everyone! Do you understand? I'm telling you, keep an eye on those Qing pigs. If they revolt, we'll all be dead! The Qing pigs will eat us alive!"

Listening to Alyosha's loud shouting, it was clear that he knew that his real danger was not the bandits outside, but the usually docile Qing laborers. And the people he completely trusted were these Russians who had come all the way to the Far East to pan for gold.

The outsiders were a pack of jackals. With the Russian Empire's warriors here, they would at most be torn apart by a few bites. But the mines were like volcanoes. If they erupted, the consequences would be disastrous.

This is a large mine. Inside it are not only ordinary people from the Northeast, but also Qing soldiers and bandits captured by the empire. There are also some people who can't survive in the interior. They heard that the wages paid by the Russians are very high, so they want to come and ask for a meal. However, the mine owner is very clear about the situation of his mine. No matter how you get in, your fate is the same as long as you enter. In his mine, you can enter but you can't leave! Not to mention wages. This is why the mine owner mobilized all the Russians to arm and guard the workers.

Inside the labor camp, Tang Genli's body shifted constantly, carefully observing the Russian guards. As the sound of gunfire reached his ears, his mind began to race. Seeing the Russians being carried down from the front one by one, Tang Genli and his men didn't react on the surface, but that didn't mean they were completely submissive.

Tang Genli was a member of the Forward Party. He was sent from Sichuan to the Northeast to join the mine organization. The Russians' mine was a large one, so it was naturally one of their targets. When he saw a guard walking over, he put his hand on Ma Daqiang beside him and said, "Qiangzi, do you know what's going on? Why is there a fight outside? We shouldn't have this arrangement, right?"

Tang Genli and his comrades, who had been developing in the Northeast for a long time, were unaware that Sichuan had already sent a military detachment into the Northeast. Zhang Yinghao had no intention of informing them; the fewer people in the military detachment who knew about it, the better. Even the art soldiers who saw them off only knew that these comrades were going to Shaanxi, not their true destination, the Northeast.

Comrade Ma Daqiang lowered his head slightly, opened his mouth slightly, and said without moving his lips: "Someone is attacking this iron mine. Anyway, we have almost organized the miners now, so let's go after the Russians!"

Comrade Tang Genli shook his head slightly and said, "The situation is unclear right now. Let's wait and see."

Ma Daqiang was about to say something when a voice suddenly rang out from the side: "Brother Tang, what are you talking about?"

"Muggles, don't talk."

"Qiangzi, you guys can talk, and I can talk too." "Hui Gen, we just want to go to the bathroom."

"Oh."

Tang Genli shook his head. His Muggle name was Ma Huigen. He was just that kind of person. Everyone in the mine called him "Muggle Dongzi," meaning "idiot." He wasn't actually stupid, just a little clueless. He was stubborn, so Tang Genli hadn't dared recruit Huigen as a Party member. With his temper, he was always prone to offending others or letting something slip. Twice, if he hadn't saved him and spoken up for him, he would have been beaten to death by the foremen.

At this moment, a supervisor, who had become a traitor, pulled the bolt of his rifle and shouted, "What are you talking about? If you say another word, I will kill you immediately."

The interests of these overseers were completely tied to the Russians. They knew that if the Russian mines were breached, they would suffer no good either. They had heard that in previous breached mines, all the Russians and their like had been killed. Therefore, these overseers were panicked, excited, and terrified. They were completely willing to fight to the death to defend the mines.

The Russian guards heard the noise and rushed over with their rifles in hand. Tang Genli, upon hearing the supervisor's words, realized it was the Muggles who had just reminded them. He quickly raised his hands and said, "I wasn't talking, I just had to pee."

The traitor still didn't put down his gun. Instead, he immediately boasted in front of the Russians: "Hold your pee even if you have to. If you can't, pee in your pants. The Russian master said that no one is allowed to speak now. You all should behave yourself, otherwise my bullets will not have eyes."

The Russians wanted stability at this time and didn't want to cause trouble, so after finding out the reason, they made a series of threats and left. The supervisor, the traitor, also made a series of threats and left with his nose in the air.

Comrade Tang Genli ignored Ma Huigen and stopped talking to Ma Daqiang. They each squatted there silently, listening to the gunshots in the distance, hoping that the sun would rise quickly and waiting for the situation to develop.

Gulinayeva hadn't run far from the mine owner when she saw two Russians carrying a bloodied Russian soldier down from the battlefield. The soldier lay on a stretcher, groaning in pain, his wounds still oozing blood, dripping all over the ground. Suddenly, the soldier twitched a few times, then fell silent. The two Russians shook their heads, turned, and headed the other way. Gulinayeva knew that was where the bodies were stored and disposed of.

Seeing this scene, Gulina Eva's hand holding the pistol began to tremble involuntarily. So this is war. War is not as beautiful as she imagined, where you can just raise a gun and kill everyone. War means death, not only the enemy, but also people on your side.

Gulnaeva stood there blankly, not knowing where to go. She had originally planned to rush to the battlefield to fight the bandits. In her imagination, she would bravely shoot at the bandits with her gun. But now, she felt that there was no need. It would be better to let the warriors of the Russian Empire fight. She would pray for them from behind, wait for their victorious return, and then offer her blessings.

At this time, another injured Russian soldier was carried past her, and the person carrying the stretcher asked: "Gulina Eva, can you treat the wound?"

Gulina Eva came to her senses and immediately put the thought of going to the battlefield out of her mind. She nodded and said, "Yes, I took a first aid class and learned how to treat wounds."

"That's great! Hurry up and put pressure on his wound!"

When the Russian company commander rushed from the barracks to the mine gate, he immediately suppressed his men's shock and panic. A quick glance revealed that only a single platoon of bandits was attacking. He was instantly enraged. These bandits were simply too bold, not realizing they couldn't touch the tiger's butt. Without a second thought, he ordered his entire force to fire and eliminate the bandits.

To the Russian company commander, the presence of a sharpshooter among the bandits wasn't a big deal. Every bandit den surely had a couple of skilled marksmen. So even if there were sharpshooters, they were only one or two, certainly no match for the Imperial Warriors. Not only could two platoons of Imperial Warriors wipe out this bandit group, but with the vast array of cannon fodder assembled by the mine, annihilation would be even easier. After over two hundred guns fired round after round, the gunfire from the bandits outside the mine grew increasingly sparse. Convinced that the bandits were completely neutralized, the Russian company commander immediately ordered a full-scale attack.

The tightly closed gate of the mine was quickly opened. The supervisors and cannon fodder were in front, and the Russian soldiers were behind. More than 200 people quickly rushed out of the gate and launched an attack on the enemy outside.

Chapter 275:

Zhao Yong saw the Russians finally come out and immediately ordered: "Squads 5 and 6, take the wounded and the dead and retreat immediately. Squad 7 and the sharpshooter will provide cover."

“Bang, bang, bang…”

The soldiers and the enemy opened fire, and many of the traitors were shot and fell to the ground. However, the Russians were skilled in tactical movements, and after shooting for a while, they did not achieve any results.

Seeing this expected situation, the Russian company commander issued an order to speed up the attack, and the traitors had no choice but to continue the attack. Soon, they arrived at the place where the bandits had been hiding. The Russians took a closer look and saw two pieces of clothes worn by the bandits on the ground. They were covered with bloodstains, and it was obvious that one of the bandits was seriously injured.

Seeing these clothes and bloodstains, the Russians seemed to be instantly energized and charged even faster. At this time, the Russian company commander found that the bullets from the opposite side were becoming increasingly difficult to hit his own people. The Russians knew that the shots from his side must have hit the sharpshooters among the bandits. As long as these sharpshooters were eliminated, the backbone of the bandits would be wiped out, and the remaining bandits would be a mob.

The soldiers could only fight and retreat at an ever-increasing speed. The Russians, of course, would not miss this opportunity to make a name for themselves, firing relentlessly at the soldiers, with soldiers frequently falling to the ground. Fortunately, it was still dark, otherwise the soldiers would have been wiped out long ago.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Yong had no choice but to give the order again: "Leave all the bodies behind, take the wounded brothers, retreat, retreat immediately. Fire from behind as you retreat, and don't let the Russians' pursuit troops come up."

At this time, they could no longer care about so many things. The soldiers threw away the bodies on their bodies and immediately ran back. They loaded their bullets while running, and after loading them, they did not aim, but immediately shot back, then turned around and continued to run away.

In this situation, not only the old Russians, but also the traitors knew that the bandits were already running for their lives. The traitors were no longer afraid of death. They changed their previous timid appearance and rushed forward as if they had been injected with a dose of stimulant. They all knew that their chance to show off in front of their master had come.

Perhaps it was these traitors who blocked the Russians' line of fire, as the soldiers escaped with surprisingly few hits. The soldiers seemed to have forgotten where their own ambush was, and could only run forward. The traitors and Russians behind them pursued them relentlessly. Even at a short distance, the soldiers felt like seconds ticked by, firing back while maneuvering tactically. The two armies engaged in a relentless gunfight, akin to a race.

Suddenly, the soldiers heard a burst of gunfire behind them, more intense than ever before. The soldiers who were luring the enemy stopped running and immediately stopped, panting as they arranged their positions to prevent the Russians from breaking through from the front.

The instructors and their comrades were in a prime position, ambushing the enemy from a high position, firing directly at them. They had just cleared the rocks along the road in their spare time, leaving the Russians and the traitors with nowhere to hide. The Russians had never imagined there was an enemy ambush here, so they charged in headfirst.

Facing a dense mass of enemies, dozens or even hundreds of guns fired bullets almost simultaneously. Even a lucky chance could kill twenty or thirty people. This was indeed the reality of the battlefield. Faced with the sudden burst of gunfire from both sides of the mountain road, the Russians and traitors fell to the ground with a look of resentment on their faces before they could react. As for the Russian company commander, he was the soldiers' primary target, having been targeted early on and naturally felled with a single shot.

Some of the Russians who were a little further back, seeing the situation was not good, immediately planned to turn around and escape in the direction of the mine. Unfortunately, their retreat route had been blocked, and their only hope was shattered.

"Hurrah...Hurrah..."

At this time, knowing that they were doomed to die, the Russians immediately launched a desperate breakout charge towards the mine, accompanied by their unique charge shouts.

If they had remained motionless on the ground, perhaps they could have survived a little longer. However, their attempt to break out exposed them to the soldiers' fire. The soldiers immediately opened fire on the charging Russians, their bullets pouring out like water. As a few Russians fell in front, the ones behind them attacked even more frantically. Unfortunately, flesh and spirit were increasingly powerless against steel, and the Russians lacked the overwhelming momentum of a tidal wave. All they had was a final struggle, a last gasp of life.

In order to prevent the Russians from escaping and returning to the mine, which would affect the occupation of the iron mine, the instructor even used heavy machine guns to cut off the Russians' retreat. However, the Russians died too quickly, so this powerful weapon was not used in the end.

As the Russians were being shot down, the battlefield gradually quieted down. Zhao Yong immediately issued an order: "This is a training exercise. How can it be considered training without bloodshed? All soldiers, immediately go and finish off the Russians. Don't let a single one go. After finishing off the Russians, immediately change their clothes and pants. Then we will attack the mine."

"Yes."

Upon hearing the order, the soldiers had to finish off the Russians one by one.

"Company Commander, we've captured a surrendered Russian. What should we do with him?" "Oh, surrender? Can he speak our language?"