Chapter 283 Perfect Ambush!

Xia Yi, with a helmet on his head and sweat on his cheeks, was not disturbed by the fierce gunfire below. He quickly and calmly opened the flint trigger, bit the back of the ammunition paper bag marked with black spots, dumped all the fuse in the fuse pool, and loosened the flint trigger to press the fuse. The medicine pool, and then the muzzle of the muzzle is vertically facing up, bit off the front of the paper bag with red dots, pour the propellant into the barrel of the gun, insert the whole strip into the squeeze, and then put in the lead bullet, and then use the whole strip to press the bullet in place, and then half of the end is in the trench. After the comrades in front of him finished shooting at the trench, Xia Yi half squatted forward and moved to the battle. In front of the trench, he raised his gun to find the target. He saw an officer wrapped in gauze on his head and a bright sword in his hand, leading a group of soldiers to charge into his position.

Xia Yi licked and dried a little cracked, and his mouth was stained with confetti. He closed his left eye and began to aim at the Dutch officer. As sharpshooters in the Liang army, the weapons they used were the latest models of muskets, such as installing a sight, and using the lathe to drill out the rifling, so that These sharpshooters can hit the current more accurately when shooting.

"Closer, 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 recline made his body lean back slightly through the buttstock. However, his eyes Light kept staring at the officer with white cloth on his head.

I saw that the officer suddenly stiffened as if he had been hit by lightning, and his head leaned back violently, and the command knife in his hand slipped from his hand at this moment. Xia Yi clenched his fist fiercely and did not dare to turn around and move to the back of the trench, so that his comrades-in-arms who had been loaded with ammunition could continue to shoot, while he continued to repeat a series of actions just now to prepare for another shooting.

"Well done, boy Xia, you killed a big fish." Not far away, Wu Jinshui, a three-row instructor, raised his thumb to Xia Yigao Highland and shouted loudly for his accurate shooting. Xia Yi just smiled simply and continued what he should have done.

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 of three rows and four shifts, had successfully killed an officer.

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According to the young master's order, as the soldiers of the special battalion, the number of enemies killed will only be uniformly calculated in the military achievements of the combat troops after the end of the battle, and only accounts for a small proportion, and the main criterion for them to complete the goal of this battle. Of course, the officer who killed the other party will be credited alone.

This is a new way to calculate the merits of the soldiers. In this way, even for the soldiers in the team who hold the mine line in their hands and wait for the enemy to come to the door at any time and have never had a chance to fire, this is a relatively public way to calculate, because they may not be able to shoot from beginning to end. The enemy, however, as long as they can successfully complete the combat goal: to prevent any enemy from escaping from the valley, they will also get the same military merit.

Lieutenant George, who was stunned by the shock wave, was awake at this moment. He saw the death of the brave Dutch Army Major Pasarella with his own eyes. From time to time, stray bullets hit the ground around him, hitting pieces of yellow dust. Lieutenant George made a wise choice in just two breaths. He lay on the ground and tried to move forward. His target was a big tree next to the road five meters away.

If Liang Pengfei saw Lieutenant George's movements and posture at this moment, he would definitely marvel that he was a genius. Unexpectedly, the character broke out at this moment, making a standard 20th century army military exercise method to push the body forward with the strength of arms and legs close to the ground. Clide forward as standard as a textbook.

Finally, after going through all the hardships, Lieutenant George finally climbed under a big tree next to the road and gasped in the rain of bullets. A panicked soldier had just jumped off the road and was about to use a 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 collapsed on the white shirt on his chest.

The soldier's body seemed to have hit a wall and suddenly paused. His eyes widened, and his incredible expression filled his whole face. He slowly lowered his head and looked at the blood stains spreading more and more on his chest. His eyes soon began to dissipate, and his legs knelt weakly on the ground, and then, the whole The half of the body fell straight to the feet of Lieutenant George like a wooden stake.

Looking at the blood soaked under the fresh body, Lieutenant George closed his eyes and held the golden cross on his chest tightly, which his beloved wife hung with her own hands for the expedition to Borneo before the war began.

In my mind, I tried my best to recall my wife's warm and reluctant face, and the warm and wet kiss printed on my forehead. The corners of Lieutenant George's eyes were filled with tears of despair and reluctance.

The counterattack below

became more and more weak, and the infantry who were forced to take care of the artillery accurately, and no soldier had the courage to touch it. The mercenaries who wanted to escape along the same road, after suffering several fierce mine explosions, could only give up this idea in despair and turn to the shallow ditches on both sides of the road with their comrades-in-arms to avoid bullets that they did not know when they would take away their lives.

At this time, the soldiers of Liangjiate's battalion, who were ambushed in the valleys on both sides, had already stood up and were sticking their bayonets on the barrel of the gun. They looked at the sergeant standing on a high ground with anticipation.

This special soldier, who is also equipped with a revolver with the officers, is proudly putting the charging horn on his lips at this moment. As he stands high, one hand is on his waist, and the other hand is scratching his scalp with the front end of the barrel of the revolver. Liang Pengfei's shouting in the image of a rogue mountain thief bulging his cheeks..." Didi, Didi, Didi! ..." At this time, the exciting charge sounded on the valleys on both sides, "Go!" The battalion commander Liang Shuisheng pulled out his sword and waved it. The tip of the knife pointed straight to the valley, guiding the direction of the charge for the soldiers. The other hand held his revolver tightly so that he could fire at any time.

"Let's go!" The morale of the 2,000th special battalion shouted in unison through the valley, even covering up the explosion of the mortars that were still shooting.

"Brothers, let me go!" Master Liang also let the actions of his subordinates provoke a surging painstaking efforts. He shouted strangely and made a leap... "Your Excellency, be careful!" Just as soon as Ni Ming blurted out his words, he had seen Master Liang leaping into the air fiercely, so he had to close his eyes with a miserable expression.

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"I said!" As a result, Liang Pengfei jumped into mid-air and found that the boulder he was hiding was really a little higher from the slope below. Fortunately, Liang Pengfei, who had the painful experience and lesson of crossing because of a high-altitude fall, finally did not cross again, but he was planted in a bush. Fortunately, the military uniform on his body is a strong canvas, otherwise, Master Liang would really be covered in blood.

After coming out of the bush in embarrassment, Master Liang, with a pale face, stared at those who circled from the side to the bottom of the big stone fiercely. No matter how he looked at it, he looked like a personal soldier gloating. With one big foot, he was closest to him, and the most grinning monk Chen kicked him. The dog said, do you want to watch a play? Why don't you give it all to me!"

"Ah... kill!" After a scream, Monk Chen immediately rushed down the slope at the speed of the dog chasing the rabbit. Under the wise command of Master Liang, who was ashamed and angry, two hundred soldiers rushed to the valley like two hundred outlaws.

The battle ended quite quickly. When the soldiers of the Special First Battalion shouted the slogan of putting down their weapons and rushed to the avenue at the bottom of the valley, it could almost be said that there was no counterattack.

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

"It's a pity that such a successful ambush battle only packed up such a bunch of fish brisket troops." Liang Peng flew slowly on this pitted road full of blood stains and cloth strips. On a messy road, he sighed with emotion.

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

"Oh, where's Staff Officer Ni?" Liang Pengfei looked for a long time before he found that his personal staff was vomiting with a big tree in his arms at this moment. Far from him, there was the body of a Dutch mercenary blown up into several pieces.

"Ts, poor, it's really too difficult for him to encounter such a miserable situation when he saw blood on the battlefield for the first time," Liang Pengfei shook his head and motioned Bai Shusheng to bring a small flat iron bottle. After vomiting, he sat in front of Ni Ming, who was panting, patted Ni Ming on the shoulder, and handed the small wine bottle to He followed: "It doesn't matter. It's like this for everyone who is on the battlefield for the first time. It's better to drink some wine and kill the stomach." Liang Pengfei's considerate words moved Ni Ming's heart very warmly.

At this time, Liang Shuisheng, who had finished handling post-war affairs, ran to Liang Pengfei's front of him with excitement: "Report to the young master, our special battalion has successfully completed this ambush mission."

(to be continued)