Chapter 283: Perfect ambush!

Xia Yi, who was wearing a steel helmet on his head and sweaty cheeks, was not disturbed by the fierce artillery fire below. He quickly and calmly opened the flintlock trigger, bit the back of the paper bag with black dots, poured all the fuze medicine there in the fuze medicine pool, loosened the flintlock trigger and pressed the fuze medicine pool, then faced vertically upwards, bit the front of the paper bag with red dots, poured the firing medicine into the barrel, inserted the strips into squeeze, then put the lead bullet in place, and then used the strips to press the bullet into place, and then half ended in the trench. After the comrades in front of him finished shooting at the front of the trench, Xia Yi half-squatted forward and moved to the trench, and then raised his gun to look for the target. He saw an officer wrapped in gauze on his head, waving a shiny sword in his hand, leading a group of soldiers to charge towards his position.

Xia Yi licked and was a little cracked, and his mouth was stained with ammunition bags and paper scraps. He closed his left eye and began to aim at the Dutch officer. As sharpshooters in the Liang family army, the weapons they used were the latest models of muskets, such as installing sights and using lathes to drill out the rifle, so that these sharpshooters could hit the present more accurately when shooting.

"Close, get closer." Xia Yi silently calculated the distance between him and the officer in his heart. Finally, after he had confirmed that the officer had entered his best shooting distance, Xia Yi gently pulled the trigger. Suddenly, a strong recoil made his body slightly tilt back through the buttstock, but his eyes were staring at the officer with white cloth wrapped around his head.

Seeing the officer's whole body suddenly froze as if he was being thundered by lightning, his head tilted back violently, and the command knife in his hand slid from his hand at this moment. Xia Yi clenched his fist hard and turned around and moved behind the trench without any delay, so that the comrades who had already loaded the ammunition came forward to continue shooting. He continued to repeat the series of actions just now to prepare for another shooting.

"Well done, boy Xia, you killed a big fish." Not far away, Wu Jinshui, an instructor in three rows, raised his thumbs up to Xia Yi and shouted loudly for his precise shooting. Xia Yi just smiled honestly and continued what he should do.

Wu Jinshui took out a small notebook, drew a circle on the blank page, added a fork, and then wrote down Xia Yi's name, which means that Xia Yi, a soldier from three platoons and four squads, successfully shot an officer.

According to the young master's order, as soldiers of the Special Battalion, the number of enemies killed will only be calculated uniformly after the battle is over, and only a small proportion of the military merits of the combat troops. In order to complete the goal of this battle, the main criterion for their calculation of merits. Of course, the officers who killed the opponent will earn the merits separately.

This is a new way to calculate the merits of the soldiers. In this way, even if the soldiers in the team are holding mines and waiting for the enemy to come to the door at any time and have never had the chance to fire, this is a relatively consigned way of making a calculation, because they may not be able to shoot the enemy from beginning to end, but as long as they can successfully complete the combat goal: preventing any enemy from escaping from the valley, they will also get the same military achievements.

Lieutenant George, who fainted by the shock wave, had already come to his senses at this moment. He saw with his own eyes the death of the brave Dutch Army Major Passarella. From time to time, stray bullets hit the ground around him, knocking out pieces of yellow dust. Lieutenant George made a wise choice in just two breaths. He lay on the ground and moved forward hard. His target was a big tree next to the road five meters away.

If Liang Pengfei saw Lieutenant George's movements and postures at this moment, he would definitely be amazed that this was a genius. At this moment, his character exploded and made a standard movement method for the 20th century army to move his body to close to the ground and use the power of his arms and legs to push his body forward. He crawled forward in a standard manner like a textbook.

Finally, after all the hardships, Lieutenant George finally climbed under a big tree beside the road in the rain of bullets and gasped. A panicked soldier had just jumped off the road and was about to use the big tree as a cover for him. However, just as he was less than two steps away from another big tree beside Lieutenant George, a bloody eye suddenly broke out from his white shirt on his chest.

The soldier's body seemed to hit a wall and suddenly paused. He widened his eyes, his unbelievable expression filled his entire face, slowly lowered his head, and as he looked at the blood stains spreading more and more, his eyes quickly began to dissipate, his legs fell weakly to the ground, and then his entire upper body fell straight towards Lieutenant George's feet like a piece of wooden stake.

Looking at the blood soaked from the body that was so fresh that it was just alive, Lieutenant George closed his eyes and held the golden cross on his chest tightly. It was his beloved wife who had personally hung it for himself in Borneo before the war began.

In my mind, I tried my best to recall my wife's warm and unyielding face and the warm and wet kiss imprinted on my forehead. A trace of despair and unyielding tears burst out from the corners of Lieutenant George's eyes.

The counterattack below became increasingly weak and weak. No soldier had the courage to touch the infantry artillery that was accurately cared for by the mortar. After suffering several violent mine explosions, the mercenaries who wanted to escape were able to give up this idea in despair, and instead went into shallow ditches on both sides of the road to avoid bullets that would take their lives.

At this time, the soldiers of the Liang Family Special Battalion who were ambushing the valleys on both sides had already stood up and were stuck on the gun barrel. They looked at the pictorial officer standing on a high ground with anticipation.

This special soldier, who was also equipped with a revolver as the officers, was proudly placing the charge to his lips. As he stood on a high place, he put his hands on his hips and held the revolver in the other hand, scratching his scalp in the front of the barrel, Liang Pengfei's call was vividly swaying, and his cheeks were bulging...

"Diddiddiddiddiddiddiddiddid!..." At this time, a passionate charge sounded from the valleys on both sides, "Come on!" Battalion Commander Liang Shuisheng pulled out his sword and waved it. The tip of the knife pointed straight towards the valley, guiding the soldiers to the direction of the charge. He held his revolver tightly with his other hand so that he could fire at any time.

"Roll!" The soldiers of the No. 2,000 Special Battalion were cheering in unison, and even covering up the explosion of the mortars that were still firing.

"Brothers, let me rush!" Master Liang also let his subordinates' actions provoke a surging effort, and a strange scream, a leap...

"Sir, be careful!" Ni Ming blurted out his words, and saw Master Liang jumping into the air with a heroic and powerful look. He had to close his eyes and look terrible.

"I'm the sun!" As a result, Liang Pengfei jumped into the air and found that the huge rock he was hiding was a little higher than the slope below. Fortunately, Liang Pengfei, who had experienced the painful experience and lessons of crossing through time due to falling from a high altitude, finally did not cross again, but he fell into a bush. Fortunately, his military uniform was sturdy canvas, otherwise, Master Liang would be covered in blood.

After he crawled out of the bush in a mess, Master Liang, with a gray face, glared fiercely at the personal soldiers who walked around the rock from the side, and looked like they were scattered. He kicked the monk Chen, who was closest to him, and the biggest mouth was kicked over. "Sun, I want to watch the show. Why don't you all rush me!"

"Ah... Kill!" Monk Chen screamed and immediately rushed down the slope at the speed of a dog chasing a rabbit. Under the wise command of Master Liang, two hundred personal soldiers rushed into the valley like two hundred desperate people.

The battle ended quite quickly. When the soldiers of the Special Battalion shouted the slogan of putting down their weapons and rushed to the avenue at the bottom of the valley, they could almost say that they had no counterattack.

The mercenaries were all honestly gathered together by the soldiers of the Special Battalion. Some mercenaries were arranged to clean up the bodies of their companions, and some went to take care of the wounded.

"What a pity, such a successful ambush battle, it's a pity that I only cleaned up such a group of underarm troops." Liang Pengfei slowly drove on this pit with blood and cloth strips everywhere, and said with emotion.

At this time, the soldiers of the Special Battalion had taken out the mines that had not been buried and used, put them back in their backpacks, waiting for the next time to let them exert their power.

"Hey, where is Staff Ni." Liang Pengfei searched for a long time before he found that his personal staff was holding a big tree and vomiting heartbrokenly. Not far away was a corpse of a Dutch mercenary that had been blown into pieces.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, poor, it's really hard for him to encounter such a tragic situation when he was on the battlefield when he saw blood," Liang Pengfei shook his head and signaled that Bai Shusheng would bring a small flat iron bottle. After he finished vomiting, he sat in front of Ni Ming who was gasping for breath, patted Ni Ming on the shoulder, and handed the bottle in front of him: "It doesn't matter, anyone who has been on the battlefield like this for the first time. Drink some wine and kill the stomach will be better." Liang Pengfei's considerate and caring words made Ni Ming feel warm and moved.
Chapter completed!