The Qing Dynasty

Chapter 207 I still can't bear to watch
"Sir, are you okay?"

Amid the fierce firing of the Maxim heavy machine gun, Xu Ting's anxious voice was heard from below.

"Teacher is safe!" Wu Peifu shouted hurriedly to the people below.

"Organize personnel and provide fire support for the heavy machine guns."

The random shooting of the Russian army just now obviously posed a threat to the Maxim heavy machine guns on the second floor. If the heavy machine guns had not participated in the battle, the more than 200 Russian soldiers who had the experience and will to line up and shoot, although crowded in a narrow alley, would definitely overwhelm their dozen guns with their dense firepower.

Although there were dozens of guards around, they had no shooting angle unless the Russians climbed up the wall because of the high walls on both sides of the alley.

While shouting to the people below, Teng Yuzhao leaned his head out from the sandbag bunker and took the other Mauser G98 loaded with bullets that the artillery staff had given him.

At this moment, a horrific scene had already taken place in the alley. The window on the second floor where the Maxim heavy machine gun was mounted was frantically firing at the narrow and long alley. Dense rain of bullets swept fiercely at the Russian troops crowded in the alley, knocking down the Russian troops crowded at the front end of the alley layer by layer.

At this time, the alley was in chaos. The moment the Maxim heavy machine gun sounded, more than 200 Russian soldiers had completely given up the idea of ​​resistance and turned around and rushed to the exit along the alley.

However, the alley was narrow, and the more the Russian soldiers rushed to escape from the alley as quickly as possible, the more crowded they became.

The thick bullets of the Maxim heavy machine gun swept violently at their backs without mercy. The Russian troops who were crowded together were hit by the hot rain of bullets from the Maxim heavy machine gun, and blood and flesh flew everywhere, and they howled in pain.

"Bang, bang, bang", the Mauser rifle in Teng Yuzhao's hand also made sounds.

Teng Yuzhao's target was not the Russian soldiers crowded together, but the Russian soldiers who seized the opportunity and fled to the exit of the alley first. With every shot he fired, the Russian soldiers fleeing in the front would fall to the ground.

Teng Yuzhao pulled the trigger quickly and continuously, and the Mauser rifle bullets accurately hit the Russian soldiers fleeing in front.

At this time, Teng Yuzhao had no time to care about what part of the fleeing Russian army he hit. He just wanted to hit the enemy without asking to kill him with one blow.

The sound of Mauser rifles firing could be heard from the second floor at this time. Xu Ting and a few soldiers who stayed on the second floor were also shooting at the fleeing Russian troops. They had the same idea as Teng Yuzao, that they only shot at the Russian troops fleeing in front. Even Wu Peifu had grabbed his rifle and fired at the Russian troops in the alley.

"Boom boom boom", at this moment, five or six Teng grenades were thrown out from the wall on the left side of the alley. After five or six groups of flashes, the strong and violent shock wave blew away the Russian troops crowded in one place in large numbers. Some of the bodies of the Russian soldiers who were killed in the explosion were even thrown high onto the top of the high wall.

After the explosion, the large group of Russian troops that were tightly packed together finally became sparse, and the Maxim heavy machine guns finally had time to fire. They no longer chased the Russian troops from behind, but chose to shoot from beyond. The dense firepower passed over the heads of the Russian troops who were still fleeing towards the exit along the alley, and directly swept towards the Russian troops who were fleeing in the front and were about to escape from the alley.

"Da da da", intensive strafing made the Russian soldiers fleeing in front one by one, with flesh and blood flying everywhere and limbs broken, tightly blocking the exit of the alley. They even fired dozens of bullets continuously at a Russian officer in the front, turning the Russian officer into a pile of bloody and rotten meat within seconds.

The intimidation and deterrence of the Maxim heavy machine gun shocked the fleeing Russian troops. None of the fifty or sixty remaining Russian soldiers dared to charge forward, as doing so would undoubtedly be courting death. Led by a lieutenant, they threw down their guns, knelt on the ground with a plop, and raised their hands high in surrender.

Looking at the Russian corpses scattered throughout the alley and the fifty or sixty surrendered Russian soldiers, Teng Yuzhao couldn't help but sigh softly.

Teng Yuzao knew the fate of these surrendered Russian soldiers very well. Only death awaited them. Although he had seen many scenes of corpses everywhere since he traveled through time and space, and had long been numb to them, he still couldn't bear to watch such acts of near-massacre. Teng Yuzao self-deprecatingly called this mentality "time travel syndrome."

Teng Yuzhao put away the Mauser rifle in his hand, leaned his back against the sandbag shelter and sat on the wooden board placed on the beam.

Teng Yuzhao took out a cigarette from the silver cigarette case in his pocket, glanced at Wu Peifu who was still firing shot after shot, then took out a lighter from his pocket, lit the cigarette and took a deep puff.

After Teng Yuzhao stopped shooting, the Maxim heavy machine gun on the second floor also stopped quickly.

The Maxim heavy machine gun was extremely powerful and was a powerful weapon in the hands of the vanguard troops, but it was also a big consumer of ammunition, and the vanguard troops did not have abundant 11mm ammunition specifically for the Maxim heavy machine gun.

Although the heavy machine gun stopped firing, Wu Peifu beside him and Xu Ting and others on the second floor were still firing with their Mauser rifles, and their firing was still very rapid. If it was too late, there would be no survivors of the remaining Russian troops in the alley.

By this point in the battle, the soldiers were already blood-thirsty. Although they recaptured some positions abandoned during the day every night, Teng Yuzhao hadn't seen a prisoner for several days.

Li Yaoting, who had already returned to Tianjin, told him that the soldiers of various units, including Li Xiangze's Second Regiment, had already begun not to take prisoners. Any soldier who captured prisoners would even be ridiculed and mocked. What's worse, some officers would not look kindly upon soldiers who captured prisoners. As a result, he, Teng Yuzhao, was the only one who felt a little embarrassed because he could not withdraw the order not to kill prisoners without authorization.

However, it is clear that no one is carrying out this order.

In order to maintain the seriousness of the military order, Teng Yuzao had to order, "The vanguard army shall not retain any Japanese or Russian prisoners."

The gunfire finally stopped. Just as Teng Yuzhao was about to get up, the telephone downstairs suddenly rang. Before Teng Yuzhao could say anything, Wu Peifu had already rushed to the ladder in two steps and slid down the ladder nimbly.

The only person who can call here is Wei Jinghai. Calls from other troops can only be connected to him at the Trade Bureau Headquarters.

Teng Yuzhao stood up, not even bothering to take a look at the miserable scene in the alley. He went down the ladder to the second floor with his rifle in hand. Wu Peifu was waiting by the phone with the microphone in his hands.

Teng Yuzhao picked up the receiver and immediately heard Wei Jinghai's urgent voice.

"Sir, I have learned that today, throughout the entire city and along the entire front, the foreign devils launched an extremely fierce attack on us, as if they were crazy. In addition, the Indian soldiers and the fake foreign devils from Southeast Asia have disappeared, and have all been replaced by old Russians and Japanese devils."

"They launched a series of fierce attacks on us without regard for casualties, especially on the city walls. The Russians and Japanese devils not only set up several Maxim heavy machine guns at the southeast and southwest corners of the south city wall to suppress the firepower of our east and west gate arrow towers, but also dragged small cannons onto the city walls."

"They used small cannons to directly fire at the two arrow towers at the east and west gates that we defended. Now the two arrow towers have been blown down. The independent detachment suffered more than 400 casualties in these two arrow towers alone."

"Pan Jinshan can no longer hold on. What should we do now? Should we abandon these two arrow towers?"

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