Soviet Union 1991

The Chechen armed men, who were all tied up, shouted loudly, "Long Live Freedom" and rushed towards the Soviet position. After the first tentative charge cost more than a dozen lives, they finally found a way to crack the Soviet camp, using human body attacks. Anyway, their number is several times that of the Soviet defenders. If they can break through the Soviet army's impregnable front line at the cost of one person's life, it might not be a bad choice.

In the first charge, the Chechen militants generally figured out the layout of the Soviet army. In the southeast of the base, the Soviet position is the most heavily defended, and it is likely that people will need to fill in to break through the obstacles. However, the birch forest in the southwest is the weakest defense and can be used as a breakthrough to break through the front.

So the suicide militants held the remote control and ran towards the Soviet army in the southeast direction. The armed personnel following behind organized a feint attack in an attempt to attract the firepower of the Soviet army. Then they took advantage of the cover of night to break through the birch forest on the southwest defense line. The Soviet defense line advanced into the base and killed all the rebels.

However, Comrade Valentin had anticipated this. When the militants were defeated, he ordered the soldiers to place Mo-50 directional mines, which were imitation Kramer mines, at the forefront of the birch forest. As long as they dared to step into One step ahead, and there will be a series of mine-triggered tripwires waiting for these Chechens.

Snipers were also ambushed in the birch forest. After choosing a favorable position, they quietly hid behind the tree trunks, waiting for the enemy to arrive. Valentin's mission was that without his order, no matter how fierce the fighting in the southeast was, they would not be allowed to leave the birch forest.

From the time when the first human flesh was detonated in front of the position, it seemed that the Yusui charge shouting "Long Live His Majesty the Emperor" in the 1939 Battle of Nomenkan was once again reenacted in front of the Soviet army.

The tied-up militants continued to rush forward, and they kept falling in the snow under the gunfire of the machine. However, each attack slowly reduced the distance between them. As long as one person rushes to the position and presses the button, Chechnya can break through the Soviet defense line.

At the same time, with the explosion of anti-infantry directional mines in the birch forest, the fierce battle on the southwest defense line finally began. At this time, the excited Chechen militants may not know that this place will become theirs? The young soldiers kept pulling the trigger, and the tongues of fire made the Chechen militants at the front fall to the ground. From time to time, the trigger The Chechen armed personnel holding the mine trip wire were blown into a sieve, and more than 4,000 steel balls flew at a 60° direction to the crowd who were still rushing forward.

"Damn it, give me a magazine quickly." The comrade beside Ivanov had just withdrawn the empty magazine, and before he could load a new magazine into the overheated tube, a stray bullet hit him The left side of his face. ?The tied-up militants continued to rush forward, and they kept falling in the snow under the gunfire of the machine. However, each attack slowly narrowed the distance between them. As long as one person rushes to the position and presses the button, Chechnya can break through the Soviet defense line.

At the same time, with the explosion of anti-infantry directional mines in the birch forest, the fierce battle on the southwest defense line finally began. At this time, the excited Chechen militants may not know that this place will become their "".

The spraying tongues of flames caused the Chechen armed men who rushed to the front to fall to the ground. The Chechen armed men who triggered the mine trip wires from time to time were blown into sieves. More than 4,000 steel balls flew towards those who were still continuing at a 60° direction. The crowd rushing forward.

"Damn it, give me a magazine quickly." The comrade beside Ivanov had just withdrawn the empty magazine, and before he could load a new magazine into the overheated tube, a stray bullet hit him The left side of his face.

The tied-up militants continued to rush forward, and they kept falling in the snow under the gunfire of the machine. However, each attack slowly reduced the distance between them. As long as one person rushes to the position and presses the button, Chechnya can break through the Soviet defense line.

At the same time, with the explosion of anti-infantry directional mines in the birch forest, the fierce battle on the southwest defense line finally began. The excited Chechen militants at this time may not know that this place will become their "Grozny meat grinder."

The young soldiers kept pulling the triggers, and the tongues of fire caused the Chechen armed men who rushed to the front to fall to the ground. The Chechen armed men who triggered the mine trip wires from time to time were blown into a sieve, with more than 4,000 steel balls and Flying in the 60° direction to those people who are still rushing forward.

"Damn it, give me a magazine quickly." The comrade beside Ivanov had just withdrawn the empty magazine, and before he could load a new magazine into the overheated tube, a stray bullet hit him The left side of his face.

He didn't make any sound, and just fell silently in front of Ivanov. Before he died, he was still holding the empty magazine tightly. The blood was left on the white snow, stained A blaze of scarlet.

"Military doctor! Someone here is injured! I need help!" Ivanov wanted to call for help, but no one around him was free to take care of him. The Chechens kept charging, and they didn't even think they had time to change the magazine. Very luxurious.

The snipers hurriedly knocked down every soldier carrying an RG rocket launcher. Even the military doctor had already taken it to the battlefield. There was no one idle in the entire base. For them, as long as they could hold on until dawn, they would When reinforcements come to relieve the siege, they can go home. It is precisely because of this idea that these people continue to fight regardless of their own safety.

But these people don't know that the so-called dawn rescue is just a white lie made up by Comrade Valentin to stabilize the morale of the army.

Ivanov covered his comrade's bloody face with his hat, then raised it and continued to shoot. After seeing the corpses of his comrades and becoming numb to death, people will become a real killing machine. It is obvious that these young people who have just experienced the baptism of war are becoming qualified soldiers.

Chechen suicide attacks finally made a breakthrough. After a loud noise that shocked everyone, the Soviet army's armored vehicles and machine positions were all destroyed. The first line of defense of the Soviet army was torn open, and the soldiers fought hand-to-hand with the militants in the trenches who were pouring in like a tide.

In order to smash the opponent's skull, butts, bayonets, and even all of them were used. The sharp bayonet cut open the militant's belly, and blood was left all over the ground. The enemy shot into the young soldier's chest, and he slowly fell down. Before he died, he still held the bayonet tightly, and his five fingers were deeply clasped in the soil.

The outnumbered Soviet defenders were annihilated before they even had time to evacuate. When the militants thrust their bayonets into the stomach of the last Soviet soldier, the soldier hugged the Chechen tightly, pulled the trigger on his shoulder, and closed his eyes.

"Long live the Soviets!"

A ball of fire broke through the darkness of the night. The soldier and four or five militants around him died together with a bullet. In such a tragic and tragic way, they bought time for the people on the second line of defense to prepare.

The second line of defense was more solid. The concrete bunkers and high walls were enough to intercept the charge of any militants. After leaving behind corpses all over the ground and bullet holes on the walls, the Chechens who failed to capture the defense line once again chose to temporarily evacuate in indignation.

After hearing the news of the Chechens' retreat, Political Commissar Valentin finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still worried, because they might not have a chance the next time. He looked at the military-territorial distribution map and muttered to himself, "It seems that the next attack will be the last one. If we can't hold out until dawn, we will be completely wiped out."

A lie to the end, even Valentin himself believed that the Soviet army would come to support at dawn.

He closed the map silently, then turned his head and said to the guards around him, "Go, the time for the final battle has come. Burn all the documents in the office, and you don't have to guard here, it will be destroyed soon, so all of you go to the front line of the battlefield." Valentin took a last look at the room that had been with him for more than half a year, picked up the Kalashnikov that was placed aside, put on his helmet and walked out the door.

The walls of the bunker had begun to peel off, and the dust was shaking off with a constant roar, making Comrade Valentin look dusty, but he walked towards the gate with a firm step. Because he also had to go to the front line to fight the final battle with those young soldiers who had been with him day and night.

"I am a party member and I am ready to sacrifice at any time."

Valentin has been fulfilling his promise from beginning to end, and appeared on the front line at the most critical moment of the motherland.

He stuffed the magazine into the ammunition bag, and then opened the heavy iron door. The black night sky outside was lit by flares, and the firepower network interwoven by tracer bullets formed a dazzling color like flying fireflies. He raised his hand and said to the soldiers who kept rushing forward.

"Comrades, our Soviet army will never retreat or surrender even if we fight to the last man!" (To be continued.)

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