(Carvin.) The war scenes are all re-added now. My two knives write war scenes, and I only have ducks on the shelves. I've done so much foreshadowing before, I can't finish it in one chapter, it's a headache. ）

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Shan's left hand had already pulled out a pistol and knocked down an Indonesian monkey who rushed to the front.

It was the first Indonesian to be killed face-to-face, and his left hand was slightly less accurate. It was about to pass through the center of the eyebrows, but it was deflected, as if a bullet had passed through the corner of the forehead. As a result, the bullets of more than a dozen guns on the position were greeted by him, and the man died so much that he could not die anymore.

Looking at it like this, he is still an official.

Indonesians have spent all these years fighting.

Suto came to power by armed repression. After coming to power, he continued to carry out bloody massacres of Chinese and ethnic minorities in the territory. At the beginning of this year, the war in East Timor had just ended. So, ordinary soldiers, have a lot of experience on the battlefield.

The officer who was hit by Wushan, probably a squad leader or something, struggled to run a few meters ahead. In the firelight, his hideous face was clearly recognizable.

In the trenches, there was churning. It has been suppressed by the shelling for too long, and when they are far away, they all aim at this group of Indonesian monkeys. The first row of guns knocked down more than a dozen people. Everyone jumped for joy: "I hit!" ”

The Indonesians did not panic and shot on the spot, all in one go.

Oops, Wu Shan yelled: "Lie down, lie down, aim quickly!" ”

Unfortunately, there was too much chaos in the trenches, and his voice was followed by his comrades. A few got carried away and threw their guns into the sky. Naturally, they became a live target for the Indonesian army, and all of them fell in the trenches.

Seeing the people who were cheering next to him, he was suddenly shot and fell to the ground. The other fighters panicked, and some even ran wildly.

The Indonesians freed up their spare time and used the slain bodies as cover for a few moments, firing freely on the spot.

The comrades-in-arms next to him, I don't know when Lu Dao was gone, have already died.

Wu Shan grabbed his gun, fired two shots indiscriminately, and ran towards those who were scurrying around the position.

When he arrived, he fell to the ground with a rifle butt for one man.

He felt a little furious in his heart, and it seemed that he still overestimated the combat effectiveness of Lanfang's troops, but underestimated the resilience of the Indonesian army.

Now, without everyone's orders, they all lay in the trenches. Overhead, the bullets of machine guns and submachine guns of Indonesian soldiers chirped and flew by.

This battle is too aggrieved. At the beginning, it was suppressed by shelling. As soon as the enemy artillery fire stopped, he went ashore. It is said that this battle is easy to fight, there are trenches on your side, just aim at the enemy and fight.

What is going on, Wushan squatted at the bottom of the pit and slammed it down with a punch, and the sand and soil were all smashed into the shape of a fist.

Before he could pacify the soldiers, almost all the temporary heads of the defense line had already found him.

"Deputy commander-in-chief, let's give up the first trench!" Yao Anning is a soldier who likes to use his brain.

Kindness? It was a good decision.

At the beginning, seeing the weapons of the overseas Chinese in Nanyang, Wushan and others wanted to cry without tears.

The lack of guns and ammunition is the most annoying thing. Less than a quarter of the base number of grenades were 97. There is an even greater shortage of mines, and only 65 of them have been put together. A lot of them are left over from the devils of the island countries back then, with thin skin and small filling.

Wu Shan also felt that the first trench was currently being pressed and beaten by the enemy, and the advantage had turned into a disadvantage. Shifting positions is undoubtedly the best option. With an idea, he stared: "Is there any other better way for everyone?" ”

The enemy, after suppressing the fire, had stopped firing. But believing that their guns must have been aimed at the trenches a long time ago, and whoever came up will hit whomever they wanted. Hearing Wu Shan's question, they all shook their heads with a wry smile.

"Okay. Ding Erbao, Ding Sanbao! "These two family members who married Mrs. Cheng's maiden family became the treasury managers of the right position. In fact, they didn't have much to do, two people with four strong men, grenades and mines. Wu Shan instructed them: "Divide half of what you have at hand!" ”

Then, Wu Shan patted the shoulders of the temporary person in charge one by one: "Brothers, everyone is good. In this battle, we were all temporary commanders. As long as you shine in battle, the entire platoon commander, company commander, or other military positions will no longer be a problem in the future. Only the more we fight here, the more the enemy will chase after us. In that way, there will be a chance to destroy the invading enemy. ”

"Don't worry, everyone, after this battle, we will all return to the army!" Feng Jiangbing, who was numbered 50702, said with a smile: "Leave a few people here to help everyone, and the army is under your own control." ”

As soon as these words came out, they urged one by one like chicken blood.

Wu Shan couldn't help but glance at Feng Jiangbing gratefully, and the latter winked at him.

The people in Longteng are not simple. There are only a handful of people like Zhang Dahu who came from rural areas.

He almost forgot one thing, he was the commander-in-chief of the former enemy!

Wu Shan quickly took out his gun and fired three green flares into the air.

When the Indonesians saw the green flares, they thought the Chinese were going to attack again. They had already set up temporary fortifications and were ready for battle, keeping their eyes fixed on the trench for a moment.

As the commander of the fleet, Suhar naturally did not charge ahead. In command of the operation, it was the lieutenant colonel of the Marine Corps, Suha's nephew, Sutato. He was so full of ambition that he sat on the beach all day. Calculate the time, and in five or six hours, it will be dawn. As soon as the morning dawns, where are these Chinese going!

It would be nice if there were heavy weapons, even if these Chinese had trenches, and they would be ploughed flat with a few coaxes.

By the way, he patted his head, aren't there mortars on the warship? Just as he was about to ask the adjutant to order someone to fetch it, he saw a green flare. He also stared at the position, forgetting about it.

Looking at the empty trenches, Wu Shan gently rubbed the sand on his hands and took out a flare gun.

A red flare rises into the sky. Immediately after, more than a dozen grenades flew out of the trenches. It doesn't matter if he hits the target or not, he throws it at the opposite side anyway.

There may have been some damage done, and a few monkey screams were heard. Then there were bullets flying overhead. It seems that this group of natives just wants to drag out the battle until dawn, and they are not too stupid.

Didn't dare to look at the results of the battle, Wu Shancat bent over and came to the second trench.

The more close to the area of enemy bombardment, the greater the damage to the trenches. The second trench was only half a man high, and when they arrived here, the first thing everyone had to do was to clean up the place where they were standing. The sand did not dare to raise the sand and soil, for fear that the Indonesian monkeys would find the movement.

News came from Xue Peng's side, saying that he was ready.

Wu Shan returned to the place near the first trench and fired three flares.

The Indonesians knew that this could be a prelude to an armed attack by the Chinese, and all of a sudden, bullets flew in more densely, and sand splashed on their bodies from time to time. Unfortunately, this time they were wrong. China's thousands of years of art of war are in fact false.

Finally, gunshots rang out behind him.

After the panic of the first trenches. This time, the fighters fought much more methodically. War is the best place for soldiers to improve their capabilities. Every qualified soldier must go through the baptism of battle before he can grow.

Wushan squatted there silently. At first, there were sporadic gunshots on the opposite side, and later, the monkeys' gunshots rang out sporadically in the distance.

Originally, I wanted to take advantage of the enemy's panic to run over and grab a few machine guns or submachine guns or something. Since the enemy is already deployed from a distance, there is no need for it.

Returning to the second trench, Wushan saw the soldiers staring at the Indonesian monkey temporary fortifications opposite. I believe that as long as there is a proliger, he will be shot immediately.

Time passed minute by minute, and when I looked at the time, it was already twelve o'clock. That is to say, in another five or six hours, he and others will no longer have anything to hide in front of the enemy.

Wushan was a little anxious and even wanted to smoke a cigarette.

He took out his binoculars and looked closely at the other side.

It seems that Indonesian natives have really fought a lot of battles over the years. Although the temporary fortifications were simple, the Lanfang troops had no way to take them. From time to time, sand was thrown out of it, and they continued to dig trenches. It's the same here, and many soldiers are constantly pulling the sand and dirt from the trenches and building them in front of them.

Hey, Nima, what's on the beach? Wushan saw that there were landing craft moving. Do the Indonesians want to increase their troops? As soon as he thought of the question, he vetoed himself. The only thing that still has troops is the frigate parked in the open sea. It is estimated that on each of the remaining warships, only the personnel of the escort warship remain. He boredly counted how many Indonesians had been killed: one, two, three

And what was lifted from the landing craft? Wushan adjusted the lower focus, oh my. Mortar!

At the moment, he remained silent and let the soldiers go down one by one.

Sure enough, it was a mortar, and Wushan could even see the enemy adjusting the gun position there.

He quickly got up and ran to the trench behind.

The third trench was much deeper than the second. It turned out that the comrades-in-arms who came here first began to clean up early.

The quality of Indonesia's army is indeed not comparable to the current Lanfang army. They adjusted it in a few clicks, and almost all of them hit the area around the second trench, and Wushan was a little worried about it.

Fortunately, the base they brought was insufficient, and it lasted less than five minutes before the mortar was muted.

Wushan saw a monkey slowly crawling on the ground, and quickly slipped to the second trench.

Three red flares rose into the sky again, illuminating the monkeys lying on the ground. He was the first to draw his gun, aimed it at the target, and shot it.

The comrades-in-arms in the trenches all came out and aimed and fired one by one. After two rounds of shooting, the fighters became more and more composed. It's not that there are no bullets, at least they won't shoot indiscriminately.

The Indonesians also lashed, pushing the corpses in front of them and moving on. The fighters were very patient and looked at the Indonesian monkeys behind the corpses. As long as there is a head exposed, there are definitely a few guns aimed at the target.

Unexpectedly, there are really Indonesian monkeys who hold out to the first trench and go in with a roll.

It's a pity that before they could rejoice, the mine was triggered. Wushan was still worried about the expiration date at first, but he didn't expect that these overseas Chinese had put a lot of effort into all aspects of drying and protecting them like treasures. The first grenades did not disappoint everyone, and the same was true of the mines, which shot up into the sky one after another.

The effect of mines is certainly not comparable to the power of artillery shells. But in the eyes of the fighters, it looks much better.

At this time, the position of the Indonesians was completely dumbfounded.

Why don't you grab some weapons?

Together, this thought was out of control.

"You two don't keep following me, wait for me here!" Wushan instructed the Ding brothers.

Ding Erqiang was stunned: "Mr. Wu, what are you going to do?" The lord and the lady said they would protect you. ”

"It's okay!" Wu Shan smiled confidently: "I'll go pick up the leak and get some weapons." ”

"Take the two of us with you," Ding Erbao begged, "Our brothers can use any weapon!" ”

It's good.

The three of them did not dare to go in the first trench themselves, and jumped over.

The weapon is really good, even Wushan drooled.

Ding Erbao had already lifted a machine gun.

Hey? What is this for?

Wushan was shocked.

"Indonesian monkey on dog day," Ding Sanbao: "Give back my eldest brother's life!" ”

Click, click, machine-gun fire.

What's even worse is that Ding Erbao sounded the trumpet.

The warriors are like tigers out of the box, and there is no difficulty in the distance of thirty or forty meters.

It's chaotic, and everywhere Lan Fang and Indonesian soldiers are entangled.

Guns, already not very useful.

The soldiers have already engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the Indonesian monkeys!