Chapter 281 The explosion that resounded through the valley!

"What should I do? Young master, why don't you do it? Next to him, Monk Chen licked his mouth and looked at Liang Pengfei eagerly.

"Nonsense, the thunder is buried. Now let's go forward and tell those white ghosts to pause for 20 minutes, wait for us to take out the mine, and then pick up a real knife and a real gun?" Liang Pengfei said angrily.

In order to prevent the Dutch from invading Sugadana by land, he interfered with Shi Xianggu and others to encircle and annihire the Dutch fleet, so he rushed to the troops lurking on the Kendavan coast in advance.

Moreover, in order to stop the other party from advancing, it took Liang Pengfei two days to select an excellent ambush site, a valley 70 miles away from the Kendavan bank.

In this way, even if there is a fierce exchange of fire with the opponent, it will not arouse the vigilance of the Dutch base camp on the shore of Kendavan. Even if the other side's troops are defeated and flee, Liang Pengfei's troops will have enough time to intercept and destroy those defeated soldiers, so that they will not escape back to report.

In this way, the connection between the Dutch base camp on the Kendavan coast and the front troops was completely cut off, and they became blind and deaf.

As long as it can be delayed for a few days, Shi Xianggu and others will clean up the Dutch fleet and then wave south to block their retreat at sea. On land, there are also the elites led by Liang Pengfei, and the Dutch land and water retreat will be completely isolated. Well, this campaign planning can be regarded as a perfect result.

However, the opponent came almost a day earlier than Liang Pengfei expected, and the troops really disappointed Liang Pengfei. At a glance, they knew that they belonged to the kind of mercenary army that had not been temporarily recruited for a long time.

This shows that the main force of the Dutch are still on the Kenda Wangan and has not moved, which is shattered for Liang Pengfei's dream of defeating the main force of the other party first and then cleaning up the Kenda Wangan.

However, even if it is a miscellaneous fish force, Liang Pengfei must stop them from going north, so that they can't influence their plan to encircle and annihigate the Dutch fleet.

"I finally made a hundred mines, and now it seems that I can only give them to these miscellaneous fish." Liang Pengfei patted a straw mat in front of him, retreated back into the trench, lowered his voice and began to issue orders. Without Laozi's order, no one is allowed to shoot and attack without authorization. Otherwise, I will let him go to Dongwanjin Street naked for a day. Do you understand? Pass the order to me."

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"Yes!" Monk Chen nodded strangely, and then whispered the order to his companions around him. From time to time, someone laughed in a low voice, and as a result, he was slapped by their monitor: "Laughing bullshit, and then laugh again, I really let you go to Dongwanjin's buttocks. That's not just the people who humiliate you, but also our old faces.

At this time, the Dutch mercenaries were about a mile away from the ambush circle of the Special First Battalion. They could already hear the drums of the Dutch army. The rhythmic drums echoed in the valley, and the soldiers were slowly walking along the road.

Pasarella looked at these troops, who still seemed to be procrastinating even though they had drums to adjust their footsteps. She couldn't wait to take out the short stle around her waist and break the nose of the mercenary who was walking and picking out her nostrils.

"My God, if I choose again, I'd rather not bring these miscellaneous fish." Pasarella thought with great sadness and indignation that if Colonel Michels hadn't told himself that if he could lead this group of miscellaneous fish troops that had been recruited for less than two weeks to complete the combat goal, he would have been able to move up the rank of major for nearly five years and become a lieutenant colonel, he would rather give up the army. I don't want to suffer this kind of torture.

In the morning, I have only walked less than 20 kilometers, and I have rested twice. This kind of marching speed, let alone three days, even two more days, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with Sugadana.

"Damn miscellaneous fish, if there is a chance, I must shoot all these miscellaneous fish with military law!" Pasarella cursed in a low voice. On the one hand, he urged the army in six rows to step up a little faster and go faster.

"If you work harder and turn over this valley, you can rest for another half an hour." Pasarella drove the horse on his body and loudly encouraged the seemingly weak army, and the officers at all levels also shouted loudly, hoping to inspire the morale of the army.

However, the effect did not seem to be obvious. Pasarella shook her head with some frustration and continued to urge them, hoping that these people could walk a little faster than snails.

Looking at the procrastinating troops slowly moving into the valley, Liang Pengfei felt that he was almost asleep. He swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva and motioned that the monk Chen brought a box of golden oil and wiped it on his temple. The feeling of coolness finally made people feel a little energetic.

Below him is a trench about 300 meters long, and one was also dug up on the opposite hillside, which was full of soldiers of the special battalion. They had clenched the weapons in their hands without making a sound at all. He is quietly waiting for the group of prey to be hooked.

After seeing that the rear team of the Dutch mercenaries had also crossed the area where Lalei was buried, Liang Shuisheng, the commander of the Special First Battalion, finally took a breath, and then raised his arm and made a few gestures. Soon, several shrubs on the half slope shook gently and casually fell into silence again.

However, in the middle of the bush, three dark barreles were slowly exposed. These barreles seemed to be a little thin, probably the same as the barrel of the three-pounder gun. However, their muzzle did not point to the Dutch mercenaries on the road, but raised high to the sky. Next to him, the filler with branches and leaves as camouflage has prepared a strange shell and put it in front of the muzzle, as if ready to let go of his hand at any time.

Liang Pengfei's eyes also fell on these artillery at this moment. This cannon is an improved version of the conscienceless cannon, or it should be a new member of the artillery family, the mortar.

In Liang Pengfei's consciousness, he hopes to create a force that can march quickly in the wild and has strong firepower and attack ability. In the Nanyang in this era, the road construction situation can be said to be extremely bad, especially the march of the troops is often restricted by the road, because the formed troops It definitely needs the support of artillery, but the condition of the road often makes the artillery move too slowly. Slow down the speed of the march.

And Liang Pengfei's special battalion hopes to be able to carry out various combat tasks in a harsh environment like the field special forces of future generations. Naturally, the kind of ordinary artillery that needs a road to support the operation is not considered, and the British chemist Keane Following Liang Pengfei's instructions, he successfully extracted nitroglycerin, and after the laboratory made nitrocotton, Liang Pengfei's dream of suff guns and the research and development of mortars were put on the schedule.

However, the design and application of the latch takes a lot of time to test and finalize. Therefore, Liang Pengfei first requested to make a revolver with a simpler gun production process. Of course, mortars that do not need bolts are also launched at the same time, and finally a month before Liang Pengfei went to Borneo, successfully Mortars have been developed.

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This kind of gun has just been successfully trial-made, or it should be said that it is still in the experimental stage. It is handed over to the special battalion for use, just to test the power of this new gun in combat and the long-term use of it to see if there is anything that needs to be improved. However, because it has not been finalized yet, and the extraction of nitrocotton has not yet been done. Industrialization has been formed, so the number of mortar shells is very rare. There are only three mortars, each with a base of ammunition, all here in the Special First Battalion.

Liang Pengfei is naturally designated according to the base of the [***] team in later generations. One base is 120 shells, which sounds like a lot, but if you really want to fight, I'm afraid it won't take long to turn into fireworks.

Today, the number of shots per mortar is only allowed to be ten rounds per mortar. Each soldier is only allowed to use two grenades. Liang Pengfei does not want to lack ammunition in subsequent attacks. After all, the current battle to expel Dutch colonists and colonize other Western countries has just begun.

Xie Yi, the commander of the first company of the special battalion, was lying in the trench, with the disguised helmet, silently counting how many steps the other party was to the road in front of him. Now he is chewing a bitter grass root in his mouth, holding his gun tightly and a left wheel. Just wait a little longer and wait for the young master to order the attack.

Boom! An extremely violent explosion suddenly resounded through the valley. Pasarella, who stood on the horse's back urging the soldiers to speed up, almost fell off the horse.

And the explosion point happened to be at the forefront of the Dutch mercenaries, among the Dutch drummers. He was slowly running the horse in the middle of the team. After the long-long battle, Major Pasarella controlled the horse, he immediately pulled out the short fire at his waist and shouted loudly. Keep the team and get ready to fight!"

At this time, the team that seemed a little sparse just now first stopped, and then began to look a little scattered. However, in the shouts of the officers, they were quickly lined up in a battle line, with guns pointed at both sides of the valley, wary of any invading enemy.

And the scratching near the explosion point in front of the team is still continuing. There was neither the sound of artillery firing in the distance, nor a follow-up attack, which made Major Pasarella, who was ready to order fire, look around doubtfully, and then jumped off the horse and ran forward. When he reached the front of the team, Major Pasarella was stunned. My God, the Virgin Mary..." Pasarella was shocked by the tragedy in front of her at this moment.

(to be continued)