Due to the geographical location and the lack of transportation, the process of "assimilation" of the indigenous tribes on the coast of Taitung is quite slow.

At the beginning of the 17th century, people from all walks of life came to reclaim the stockpile, and it was not until the end of the 19th century, more than 250 years later, that Yilan in the northeast corner of Taiwan was officially "taken over" by Manchu and Fujian immigrants.

Therefore, the natives of Taitung, who are isolated by mountains and the sea, have historically been quite difficult to deal with. Due to the lack of communication, these natives are more savage, more aggressive, and more difficult to tame.

Historically, when the Dutch were hesitant to retreat to Taipei, a Chinese "Kapitan" who came from Batavia gave advice: "Chicken coops and fresh water are not good anchorages, and the people in the vicinity are vicious and cannot socialize." ”

Listen to people's advice and eat well.

The Dutch eventually succeeded in the big guys. Even after the deerskin trade ended, the Dutch quickly turned Tainan's sugar into a fist product.

The unbelieving Spaniards suffered a lot in Taipei. Where 3,000 mm of rain falls a year, it's not so easy to mix. The damp heat, disease, and uncompromising natives overwhelmed the Spaniards and eventually withdrew from the territory.

Therefore, the reason why the Spanish chief officer regarded these natives killed from the upper reaches of Xiuguluan River today as the Kamalan people entrenched in the Yilan area is because these people are too similar to the Kamalan people.

The same savage pig pattern, the same dress, including the war streaks painted with various mud on the face, are all similar.

However, the two traversers knew very well that the wild men who suddenly popped out were not Kamalans. Pan Mingzhong and the others dared to come to Taitung to engage in exploration, so they naturally had to see some indigenous materials beforehand. This is Xiuguluan Creek, not Yilan, and the Kamalan people are still 100 kilometers away from here.

Therefore, most of these drifting warriors in front of them are the plain branches of the Ami tribe.

The Ami are the most populous indigenous tribe in Taitung, with branches in the mountains and plains. Like this, who can mobilize hundreds of soldiers to play tactical raids at any time, it will definitely not be a small clan.

Of course, none of that matters now.

The important thing is to adjust the position.

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In the era of black powder, there was a headache: gunsmoke. When there is no wind, or the wind direction is not cooperative, the gunsmoke from the muzzle of the soldier's gun will quickly fill the battlefield, blocking the sight of one or both sides.

The main battle gun type that crosses the forces: the Type 28 rifle, because it far exceeds the rate of fire of the smoothbore gun, makes this problem magnified. In the absence of wind, the visibility of the test team dropped dramatically after 1 minute of shooting: the smoke after firing 8 rounds at full speed was very thick.

...... When the line of sight is blocked, it must be the side with backward weapons that is stained, and the crossing army, which is full of black technology, will naturally try its best to avoid this situation.

Therefore, in the latest infantry drill code compiled by the military, the choice of the troops' choice of the wind direction on the battlefield has overridden the need for terrain. That is, in the presence of wind, the army would rather endure the condescending charge of the opponent than adjust the wind direction to a headwind or crosswind.

This is the situation that the Yuandou is facing now.

The wind was blowing from the direction of the bow of the Northern Yuandou. Today's wind is not strong, only three or four levels, which means that if the soldiers open fire in the ship, the machine-gun position in the stern tower will soon turn into a smoke-filled fairy palace.

Although visually, the soldiers on the ship can handle the natives on the other side, but who dares to pack a ticket for a war? Someone was chased a few minutes ago...... So the Yuan Dou turned around honestly at the moment.

The more than 10 canoes that rushed out of the stream, after rounding the island in the middle of the river, the impact kinetic energy had been consumed, and they were moving forward with the power of the oars.

"Almost, let's do a few rounds of guns first?" Lei Jian, who was lying in the machine gun nest, saw that the canoe had rowed to within 500 meters, and couldn't wait to shout into the walkie-talkie.

"Don't worry, wait until you turn around." Although Pan Mingzhong said that he guarded the coastal defense post in the three years he was a soldier, he still had this tactical literacy: "If you get closer, you can't run away!" ”

In order to ensure that there are no accidents, the two traversers are now separated: one with a machine gun in the stern and one with an AK in the bow.

As time passed, the Yuandou finally slowly drew a circle on the surface of the sea, aiming its stern to the north. The canoe of the native people was also close to the 150-meter range of the Yuandou at this time.

Looking at the canoes rowed in a fan-shape, as well as the indigenous warriors who kept waving shuttle darts, with black teeth and hideous faces, and the weapons on the Yuandou, they finally let out a roar at this moment.

The first three rounds of guns completely crushed the arrogance of the natives. Three rounds of gunfire, fired by 15 sailors, in half a minute, had smashed the first canoe that had rushed to a distance of 100 meters into a coffin: the leader who was playing cool in the wind was knocked out of the bow, the rest of the oarsmen were killed and wounded, the canoe had completely turned sideways, and the trough was full of blood.

In just half a minute, it was naturally not enough for some warriors who were in the midst of the pig rush to change their ways, so the remaining canoes were still charging at the moment, but the various unique pronunciations full of folk customs used to communicate on the sea were already a lot more low-key at this time.

Another half minute passed. When the other canoe was knocked over directly into the sea, the contact tone floating on the surface of the sea finally emitted some frightened syllables.

There is no need for translation, the apparent slowing down and the apparently altered pitch are something that can be felt by anyone on the sandboat.

The native fleet was in disarray, and some of them had stopped paddling—instead of firing a non-threatening ball of iron, as the traditional Spanish and Chinese boats had done, the enemy had used a strange weapon to break two canoes in an instant, much to the horror of the warriors.

The sinking of the third canoe helped the warriors to make up their minds to retreat. Although the nearest canoe had already rushed to a distance of less than 30 meters from the Yuandou, the natives at the bow even tentatively threw a shuttle dart in the direction of the sand boat.

It's a pity that this is rocking the bow of the ship, so the javelin is a little off the right head, and it just pierced into the bulkhead of the Yuandou. The canoe that hit the "historic impact point" did not run as smoothly as the submarine of later generations, and the next moment, the canoe was beaten into a sieve by the rain of bullets that were close at hand.

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Seeing the remaining seven or eight canoes starting to make a cool U-turn in front of the enemy, Pan Mingzhong, who was standing at the bow of the boat with an AK, and his face was blackened by the gunpowder smoke blowing in the wind, he couldn't help laughing.

The natives were not Heihachiro Togo, and the canoes were not gunboats in good condition, so when the canoes finally completed their tactical maneuvers and began to run in the direction of their hometown, they paid the price of three more wooden boats.

"Full sails, catch up!" Pan Mingzhong gave the order at this time.

The sand boat quickly caught up.

Seeing the 5 canoes running away with shouting and wah, the itchy Lei Jian, despite Pan Mingzhong's scolding, finally fired 10 heavy machine gun bullets - the reason was to retaliate for the shock he had just received.

Only 1 of the 10 rounds hit the human body.

However, it was this bullet that caused the natives on the canoe to encounter the scene at the beginning of "Saving Private Ryan": a string of sugar gourds.

And after Lei Jian was finished, he was scolded next.

...... Although the soldiers and sailors on the Yuandou were temporarily allocated to the exploration team, the archives were all in the Admiralty. In other words, after returning to Hong Kong in the future, these soldiers will still be subject to naval management.

Therefore, when reporting and summarizing the battle examples, the navy will inevitably know that the exploration team will indiscriminately use imported ammunition after the enemy has obviously fled......

The next consequence is that the expedition team will be given a copy of the Navy and then have a portion of the imported ration cut, which is almost necessary...... On the road to import supplies, there will never be friends.

The so-called masturbation is cool for a while, and afterwards it is the same as a dog, which is the current situation.

So Lei Jian was scolded. While commanding the Yuan Dou to chase after the fleeing enemy in high spirits, Pan Mingzhong scolded a few words with a walkie-talkie.

After the pursuit of the fugitive was carried out near the island in the middle of the river, it did not end. At the same time as the Yuandou slowed down, Pan Mingzhong sent a signal to order the dinghy following the boat to come over, preparing to organize people to go on the boat to chase and kill.

"It's not necessary, right? There are only 2 left, let him go? Lei Jian looked at the canoe that had almost turned around the island in the middle of the river, and asked puzzledly.

"No, we must let the natives know that we have the ability to fight and hunt on land." At this time, Pan Mingzhong stuffed the short vest on his body with a magazine clip, and said: "It's already like this, we must make the indigenous people remember it deeply, otherwise there will be no peace in the mine in the future!" ”

After speaking, Pan Mingzhong climbed the soft ladder and got off the dinghy.

It's easy to come, but it's hard to go. After the aboriginal wooden boats circumnavigate the island in the middle of the river, they are no longer faced with the downstream, but with a countercurrent that requires constant twists and turns. And just as they were struggling to ascend, the pursuers behind them also bypassed the island in the middle of the river.

Five minutes later, the native, staggered by scattered bullets, threw the body from the boat, jumped off the stranded canoe, stumbled and began to run upstream on his own legs.

And the five-person team led by Pan Mingzhong stopped the boat unhurriedly at this time, and began to shoot at the enemy in front of him without a shot, like a cat chasing a mouse.

When passing by the canoe, a team member planned to replenish the guns of the two indigenous wounded on the shore, but was stopped by Pan Mingzhong: "Let them fend for themselves." ”

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Of the more than 100 natives before the departure, less than 10 people eventually escaped into the jungle - they survived because the AK in someone's hand didn't fire, not because they ran fast.

And Pan Mingzhong did not fire, not because he was merciful, but because he needed these natives to be seeders, to be propaganda teams, and to spread the horrors of the crossing crowd together with the struggling wounded on the bank of the stream, so as to reduce the trouble in the future.