There was an asphalt road paved by the army outside Langdonggou, but now it has disappeared. Song Biao could only follow the mountain road and climb over the mountains towards the Hunjiang River. After that, it would be the least easy to get lost along the Hunjiang River all the way to the division headquarters.

s Choice.

Carrying more than 35 kilograms of marching weight, he climbed half the mountain with difficulty, walked out of Langdonggou, stood on the mountainside and looked into the distance. Everything he saw was so strange.

The villages, towns, factories and roads have all disappeared, leaving only endless desolation on the vast land, as if we returned to before liberation overnight.

Song Biao had a less optimistic premonition. If only the military base disappeared, it could be understood as some kind of special high-tech attack. But even all the buildings, towns, and fields in the entire surrounding area were gone. There was really no room for explanation.

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He could only continue to go north along the Hunjiang River to take a look at the division headquarters camp as originally planned, but he knew in his heart that not to mention the division headquarters might also be missing, and even the entire Hunjiang City might not know where it was!

It was exactly noon, and the wilderness in the northeast was so cold. The biting cold wind was like a knife. The warmth that the sun could give Song Biao was so pitiful, and he could only continue to walk against the cold wind.

boom.

Suddenly there was a huge explosion in front of him, like a landmine or something like that. The explosion shook the towering ancient trees in the mountains and kept shaking off the snow. It also made Song Biao awed. He took two steps forward in a hurry and leaned against it.

Look ahead at a towering cedar tree.

In a winding mountain road near the Hun River, there was actually a column of more than a hundred troops, with infantry in front and a cavalry team of more than 40 horses carrying a large amount of supplies at the back. They were obviously ambushed by landmines.

During the panicked flight, people stepped on new landmines one after another, explosions continued, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Another burst of crisp gunfire came from the mountainside not far away from Song Biao. A small group of troops were scattered and hidden in the forest and shot at the troops down the hillside.

The fierce collision of real warheads in the mountains and forests, as well as the fall and burst wounds of the shot were enough to prove that this was a real ambush battle. The gunfire from both sides was very intensive, and the crackling sound resounded throughout the scene.

In the wilderness.

It was also the first time that Song Biao encountered real combat. There was an indescribable pleasure deep in his heart, like the scream of his soul and the trembling of mad love. He even trembled with excitement because his life was threatened, pointing out

The tip trembles slightly, and the warm blood in the tiny blood vessels impacts the nature deep in the cells.

He picked up the telescope and observed the ambush force that was closer to him and most likely to threaten his safety. The opponent's number was not large, about fifty people.

This unit was well prepared for the ambush. It not only dug a shallow trench in a relatively hidden place halfway up the mountain, but also dug multiple individual soldier pits on both sides, using rocks, trees, ice and snow as cover.

What surprised Song Biao was that these people were wearing dark blue retro winter military uniforms, the type that could only be seen before and after World War I. Their military caps were dark blue cylindrical caps with yellow belts, and dark blue military trousers on both sides.

It also has yellow edges, and the long white leggings are more special. The officer responsible for commanding the battle wears a black military uniform, high military boots, and a black cylindrical military cap.

Song Biao originally couldn't figure out the origin of these soldiers until he saw the Japanese saber next to the officer. Soon, the officer's Japanese shouting confirmed Song Biao's guess.

It's actually the Japanese army. Is it the legendary Meiji 19th-style winter military uniform?

Damn it... Song Biao felt a mixture of surprise, surprise, speechlessness, and so on. He was also very excited and wanted to rush over and shoot, but he still tried his best to calmly analyze the problem at hand.

The small group of Japanese troops one hundred and fifty steps away from him was about the size of a small group of four squads, more than fifty people in number, and did not carry machine guns. The ambushed unit at the foot of the mountain had more personnel on the surface, but in fact

Being in an extremely unfavorable situation, there were many battle casualties at the beginning of the battle.

Song Biao continued to use the binoculars to carefully observe the ambushed army, and he was even more surprised. It looked more like a Tsarist Russian army. In addition to the Caucasian skin color, their more unique Siberian papaha-style sheepskin

Hat\Long-haired hat is a more direct answer. Most of the soldiers wore thick dark gray woolen army coats. Some soldiers wore brown sheepskin coats and rolled up the woolen army coats and carried them behind their backs.

Two officers wearing tulup-style black military coats with white stitching.

The Tsarist Russian military uniforms during Nicholas I and II were like a fashion show. Officers and soldiers were fully allowed to purchase their own military uniforms. Although there were unified regulations for combat uniforms, the troops affiliated to each region and the various military services varied greatly.

, the only unifying characteristics are expensiveness and luxury, because the non-commissioned officers during the Tsarist Russian Empire were basically from wealthy families of the aristocratic class.

Seeing those luxurious military uniforms, even the private soldiers were wearing enviable woolen military coats, Song Biao was even more sure that this was the Tsarist Russian army before the October Revolution.

The military uniforms were very beautiful, but in this sudden attack, all the Tsarist Russian officers and soldiers were scurrying around. The open terrain around them also made it difficult for them to find a suitable bunker. There were seven or eight soldiers crowded in one corner.

The horses behind the Tsarist Russian army were controlled by Chinese people. They had Manchu braids, thick cotton jackets, and big dog-skin hats. There were about forty people. They had no other weapons and equipment except some machetes.

It looks more like a Kanto caravan specifically responsible for transportation.

During the mutual shooting between the Japanese and Russian armies, the Chinese in the caravan pulled down their horses one after another, while they themselves hid behind cargo boxes and large sacks, daring not to raise their heads.

Song Biao's first reaction was that it was incredible. These people had actually traveled to the 21st century. Could it be that he was dreaming?

Thinking about all the unexplainable and bizarre events before and after, Song Biao suddenly felt that it was not the troops before World War I who came to the Hunjiang area in the 21st century, but that he had returned to the time a century ago.

Song Biao's mind was filled with heat, and he quickly realized a very scary situation, that is, there were nuclear weapons traveling with him back a hundred years ago. The standard configuration of Dongfeng 4 was a 3-million-ton TNT-level thermonuclear warhead. This level of power was the U.S.

It is 200 times more powerful than the Little Boy that bombed Hiroshima. It can level any big city in the world, and it will be completely leveled without any suspense.

In just a few dozen seconds when Song Biao's thoughts were transferred to the base, the exchange of fire between the two small Japanese and Russian troops had reached a fever pitch. Bullets even penetrated the woods and hit the tree trunks near Song Biao, making a clicking sound.

There was a muffled sound.

Song Biao came to his senses and continued to observe both sides with a telescope from a distance. He could now generally judge that the two sides were in the period of the Russo-Japanese War.

Because the back half is a Chinese caravan, the size of the Russian army is not as large as Song Biao initially judged. There are only about seventy people. It is difficult to tell the nature of the army at this level. It may be a battle infantry platoon and other troops.

Mixed, it could also be two Tsarist Russian logistics platoons from a certain garrison infantry regiment.

The casualties of the Tsarist Russian troops were a bit serious. The few landmines in the early stage of the battle caused a lot of chaos. Being suppressed by the enemy from a high position was also a fatal problem.

They should immediately launch a fire counterattack, and at the same time, continue to organize logistics personnel to evacuate the battle, at least to an area that is more equal to both sides. If they continue to fight in this place for a long time, they will all die.

Song Biao hid in the mountains and forests and secretly observed both sides. He secretly adjusted the safety position of the rifle back to single shot, took out the silencer and installed it. When he pointed the telescope at the Tsarist Russian army, he was surprised to find that ten

Several Tsarist Russian soldiers were braving the hail of bullets as they dismantled the supplies they were carrying. They unpacked a dark green cylindrical weapon from a wooden box and couldn't wait to put it up.

Oh yeah.

Song Biao, who saw the target clearly, admired in his heart and thought to himself: It is actually the legendary Maxim heavy machine gun.

It is a good thing to have heavy machine guns, but Song Biao doesn't think the Russians have much chance to use this weapon. They are only 150 meters away from the Japanese, which is almost the best shooting distance for modern rifles. Taking advantage of the super terrain

Advantage, the Japanese army is constantly reducing the number of opponents through precise aiming and shooting.

Song Biao realized that this was a Japanese team with high combat quality, and its mission was probably to snipe the opponent's supply lines in the enemy's rear area. For any Chinese, it is always lucky to have the opportunity to kill the Japs.

matter!

Almost without thinking, he quietly penetrated downwards. At a place less than 150 steps away from the Japanese ambush position, he was about to put down his backpack and prepare to go into battle. The Japanese man wearing a black officer uniform

The officer suddenly pulled out his saber and shouted "totsugekei" without knowing what he meant. At this moment, all the Japanese soldiers unloaded the bullets in the chamber with an unusual click, inserted their bayonets, and shouted the slogan "Bansai" with great momentum.

It rushes down like a rainbow.

The uniform sounds and steps are frightening, and the strange bushido spirit and fighting spirit are equally frightening.

Seeing the Japanese soldiers in blue and black military uniforms rushing down like wild wolves, the Russian soldiers also placed their bayonets under the orders of the non-commissioned officers at all levels, retreated the bullets and rushed forward to kill them. The soldiers shouted noisily.

Song Biao, who was hiding behind the two groups, immediately quickened his pace, sprinted with a few strides, and jumped directly into the secret trench dug by the Japanese army himself, facing everyone's backs condescendingly.

God-given opportunity.

Regardless of whether it was true or false, a dream or an illusion, Song Biao had only one extremely passionate and persistent thought in his mind at the moment - if he didn't kill all these little Japanese devils, he would not be Chinese.

Damn it.

He was cursing happily in his heart. He looked a little nervous in his hands and hurriedly prepared the rifle, submachine gun, and grenades. He directly mounted the scope and silencer, opened the handle, and adjusted the speed switch to single shot.

Calmly aim at the head of the Japanese officer in the middle.

The moment the trigger was pulled, there was just a crackling sound, and there seemed to be a rotating sound of super-speed friction in the barrel. Heat waves rushed out from the mouth of the silencer, accompanied by an extremely weak flame. In an instant, the man wearing

The head of the Japanese officer in black military uniform exploded with blood in front of Song Biao's field of vision.

This was his first time to kill someone. The bloody moment made him slightly startled, but he felt a strong sense of accomplishment deep in his heart. Perhaps because he was a soldier, he had spent the past three years of hard training waiting for this moment to come.

Perhaps because the opponent is a Japanese officer, all the hatred for the Japanese nation hidden deep in the heart of every Chinese man has turned into unprecedented joy, filling every corner of his body, and even every part of his body.

Every pore and every hair tip can feel this intense pleasure.

In the past two thousand years, we have not invaded you and given you all the conditions needed for development, but what you have given us in return has been massacre after massacre. This is why we Chinese hate the Japanese from the bottom of our hearts.

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Because even a group of beasts like wild dogs would never be able to do the despicable things that the Japanese do.

So what are you waiting for, what are you hesitating about? If you have nuclear weapons, just blow them up. Build as many as you can and blow them up until they become extinct. In the vast universe, the destruction of a galaxy is just a drop in the ocean. A so-called Yamato

Why should we care about the demise of a nation?

Both sides were still fighting with bayonets, and few people noticed the unexpected death of the officer. The number of Japanese troops was about ten more than the remaining Russian troops, which gave them the upper hand. The Russians were also taller and longer arms.

Advantages, but these Japanese thugs with an average height of less than 155 centimeters do have more proficient assassination skills, and their Type 30 rifles and bayonets are also longer.

The Tsarist Russian troops first tried to retreat, and some people kept turning around and running away. The Chinese caravans hiding around the goods and horses did not intend to help the Tsarist Russian troops kill the little Japanese. They just hid there with their heads in their hands, even under the call of the leader.

Throw the machete in your hand and body to the ground.

The evaluation of the Type 03 rifle in the army is general. The only advantage compared to the Type 95 is that it is easier to use. Since the aiming methods of the two have changed greatly, it is difficult to adapt to the Type 03 after being used to the Type 95. Song Biao, who was born in the armed police, is directly

It's not difficult to adapt to the jump from SVD to Zero-3 style.

One of the biggest drawbacks of the 03 is that the earliest model cannot be equipped with the existing gun-mounted grenade launcher. It was scolded by the army and was later forced to modify the LG95 gun-mounted grenade launcher.

In terms of shooting accuracy beyond 300 meters, the Zero 3 rifle is no better than the Japanese 30 rifle, but within 300 meters, the ultra-low recoil has a self-evident effect on improving shooting accuracy, and the Zero 3 rifle

The biggest advantage of the rifle is its modern standard mechanism. Silent, flameless and high-level scopes can make the Zero-3 rifle very good at hunting opponents in the dark.

Song Biao used a silencer and a scope to ensure shooting accuracy as much as possible without installing a gun-mounted grenade launcher. Since the shooting was almost silent, it looked even more terrifying in this noisy environment.

The battle at the foot of the mountain, which was only a hundred and fifty steps away from him, was extremely cruel. People kept making pitiful screams, and more than a dozen Russian soldiers fled in panic. The soldiers who could not escape in time died even more tragically.
To be continued...