The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Jiang Cheng knew very well that in this world, if these Russians said they were second to none in terms of bravery and recklessness, I'm afraid none of them would dare to say they were first.

The Chinese are not afraid of life and death, but they don't have such a brutal spirit.

But thinking of this, Jiang Cheng was actually happy: "Why, Master Duan is afraid?"

Seeing that the other party was speechless, he stopped talking.

The uncle and nephew are still quite afraid of death.

During the previous conflict in Harbin, these two guys originally came to seek official positions, but they didn’t even care about this matter anymore and hid in Baicheng without even daring to show their heads.

When it comes to being afraid of death, this uncle and nephew are professionals.

Looking into the distance, the Soviet attack had been repelled. As dusk approached, Jiang Cheng could clearly see the light tanks on the opposite side retreating in coordination with the infantry.

He immediately turned around and ordered the White Russian Regiment to leave the city to pursue. Jiang Cheng casually threw the telescope to the guard beside him, and then frowned, "Where is your uncle?"

Seeing his indescribable expression, Jiang Cheng snorted and laughed twice, "Why, he was the one who came to me to ask for an official position, and now he's scared again?"

In the defense of Vladivostok, Jiang Cheng could not only lead the White Russian Regiment, but also the uncle and nephew of the Duan family. In his words, this border town would be handed over to them for management in the future.

But as soon as the defensive battle broke out, Duan Zhigui disappeared from the city wall.

I haven't seen any trace of him yet.

"This... huh."

Duan Congbin smiled awkwardly, his pale face also showing some fear, "When the heavy artillery came just now, my uncle was talking about his stomach feeling uncomfortable, so,"

Jiang Cheng smiled awkwardly: "Oh... I went to the bathroom. What a coincidence. Haha."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a loud charge sounded outside the city. Almost at the same time, Vasily led the White Russian cavalry and chased after the retreating Russian troops.

"Send the flag signal and have the artillery fire two rounds at those Russians."

At Jiang Cheng's command, the messenger behind him trotted over to the soldier in charge of flag signals. After receiving the order, the latter immediately waved two flags at the artillery formation in the distance.

In response to the order, the Jilin Army's artillery formation, which had been prepared long ago, opened fire at the retreating Soviet troops on the opposite side.

The Jilin Army's artillery regiment is an independent organization, and like the Mongolian Corps, it is directly under the jurisdiction of Jiang Cheng.

Their heavy guns were all imported French 75mm heavy guns. It was this type of heavy gun that pioneered the anti-recoil system and adopted a recoil firing method:
The firing mode is that the barrel moves backwards and the gun mount is completely unaffected. The loading and firing operations are relatively convenient and fast... 25 shots can be made within one minute, which is a true rapid-fire cannon in this era.

The most important thing is that the 75mm gun has a high speed and a range of 6500 to 8000 meters.
Although in actual combat the actual distance between the cannon and the target is not that long due to the influence of terrain and other factors, most of them are about one-third shorter than the maximum range, so this kind of heavy artillery can fully meet their combat needs.

One after another, artillery shells with tail flames hit the fleeing enemy directly. The sky-high explosions raised flying sand and rocks, and pieces of flames instantly engulfed the retreating enemy formation.

With shouts and screams, these White Russian cavalrymen had almost no tactics and just charged forward recklessly.

The high mobility of the cavalry meant that they could do irreversible damage to the infantry - and with the cover of heavy artillery, even the tanks were unable to exert their power.

The battle basically turned into a one-sided massacre. Jiang Cheng no longer had any intention of watching the battle. Instead, he turned around and asked Duan Congbin to walk down the city wall.

As dusk fell, the soldiers in the fortifications outside the city were retreating. Because of the heavy artillery attack, many soldiers were seriously injured - so-called new soldiers are afraid of artillery, and the local garrison in Vladivostok are all old aristocrats. Many of them have never seen such a new era of heavy artillery, and some were directly injured or killed by the shock.

Medical staff hurriedly moved through the crowd, treating the wounded in makeshift first aid stations set up inside the city defenses, doing their best to snatch lives from the hands of death.

The strong stench of rotten meat, blood, and the pervasive smell of gunpowder and gun oil intertwined together and soon made Duan Congbin retch as he walked through it.

"Why, Master Duan can't stand it anymore?"

Jiang Cheng turned around, raised his chin at Han Ming, and signaled someone to support him.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but think of Yang Yucheng. No... he was not as good as that pale-faced scholar.

"I can bear it—only,"

Duan Congbin rejected the guard's "good intentions" and smiled bitterly, "Since the Battle of the Somme in the European War, the trend of war has completely changed from the alternation of cold and hot weapons to the war of the industrial age."

"The development of science and technology is always accompanied by increased human suffering... Haha, if I can't stand this, won't I be eliminated by the times in the future?"

People say he looks like Yang Yucheng, and the way he dropped his schoolbag is really similar.

Jiang Cheng put away his playful smile and smiled with a hint of respect: "Since you can say such a thing, your first lesson today was not in vain."

As they were talking, they, led by the Duchess and her guards, had already walked straight into the forward command post.

Duan Zhigui, who was "out of the toilet" at this time, had been standing here without knowing when. Seeing Jiang Cheng and his nephew coming back, he hurriedly came to greet them with a smile: "I know you can definitely win. These attacking Russians are nothing to be afraid of!"

Not to mention that Jiang Cheng was too lazy to pay attention to him, even Duan Congbin wanted to roll his eyes at him.

With the strength of the Russians, if they really fight to the death, it will be easy for them to capture this isolated coastal city.

"The Jilin Army's equipment is almost overwhelming, and Master Jiang is in command. Otherwise, with the Soviet Army's strength, Vladivostok would have to surrender in today's battle."

Duan Congbin still said, "Relying on the railway, we still have a steady stream of support, otherwise,"

Glancing at Duan Zhigui's sudden change of expression, Jiang Cheng raised his hand and interrupted him: "You are right, so... I transferred Guo Xipeng from the rear to guard the railway."

"I am sure that after today's battle, the enemy will definitely see through that we are rushing to help Vladivostok;"

"Attacking the railway, attacking the reinforcements, and then isolating our city will definitely be their next move."

Duan Congbin looked at Wen Lina who was completely unable to respond, and added: "So what do you mean, Mr. Jiang? You want to use the railway to attract the Soviet army to attack?"

If it is a conventional war, this kind of "fishing"-like siege and attack is obviously the best operation;

But Jiang Cheng knew very well that the purpose of this battle was to hurt the Russians and make them suffer - not to cripple them.

In other words, it was not the same as killing all the Japanese devils. Jiang Cheng wanted to prove that he had the strength to defeat them...

At the same time, there is also sincerity in negotiations. (End of this chapter)