Chapter Forty-Seven: The Rebels Attack the Camp (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation)
CHAPTER XLVII
Gao Qijiu was dragged to the armor by a ring, he laughed bitterly, and shouted loudly: "You, you people, still want to fight my Dali Xiongjun." Hahaha, let's crawl out of Usabu alive first. After the cruel words, he howled in pain again.
Since the Dali envoy came to him, Chen Fan had decided to clean the toast here. He shouted at Yue Lei: "At three o'clock-five, everyone in the camp is ready for battle. The composite crossbow unloads the sight, requires a quick shot, ready for close combat. Yue Lei saluted and said yes.
Gao Qijiu's eyes widened, looking at the slowly approaching ironclad car, and he forgot the pain for a while. With his mouth wide open, he couldn't make a sound, and let the sergeant tie him to the armored car.
Chen Fan smiled toothily at Gao Qijiu, and turned to Yue Yun beside him and said, "Haibao, you come to drive, I'll take charge of the weapon, go." After speaking, Chen Fan and Yue Yun pedaled one after another.
The Songli border is mostly hilly and mountainous. In this area where cavalry is restricted, the eight-wheeled Type 09 wheeled infantry fighting vehicle is on the ground. After driving less than two miles, I saw a group of loose local natives, slowly approaching.
"Stop." Chen Fan shouted into the cabin. The armored car stopped in response.
Chen Fan took out a megaphone and shouted to the crowd: "Where is your leader, is this an attempt to rebel?" ”
One person came out in response and said to Chen Fan: "Tusi is not here, Shangguan should go back to the Central Plains quickly, my department is stable, and I don't want to participate in the war." ”
"Haibao, whoever has more people can drive and crash into it." Chen Fan is not verbose, let's do it directly to save time.
Yue Yun received the order and rushed straight towards the crowd. Chen Fan lowered his body, operated the 30mm machine gun, and saw many people, which was a strafing shot. The people in the "Sudden Sudden ......" burst into flesh and blood.
"Ah, hex, that's the devil, he can do sorcery!" The natives scattered and fled in an instant. Yue Yun drove to catch up and was all involved in the bottom of the car. Chen Fan looked at the formation of the routed army and said to Yue Yun: "They should be an encirclement formation. Hypertherm, draw a circle along the crowd and circle around. Yue Yun replied: "Yes." ”
Gao Qijiu was tied to the car, looking at the corpses that had died in the explosion, and began to cry hysterically. Chen Fan stopped shooting and shouted at Gao Qijiu: "I didn't hit you again, what is the ghost called." It's already noisy, but you add noise. With that, he began to look for a new target and shoot at a time.
Yue Yun chased the crowd, and suddenly a large group of people appeared in front of him, and he stopped the car. Chen Fan looked at the other side, and the person with bells and whistles on his head was surrounded by people in the middle.
Chen Fan shouted in a loud voice: "You are less than two miles outside our military camp, holding weapons to encircle. Identified as a rebel, now begin to exterminate. Don't be unpredictable. ”
Toast was listening to the fleeing man, telling him about the horrific experience. Hearing Chen Fan's words, he was terrified. What is unpredictable, you give me a stick of incense time, you will kill someone as soon as you see it. Immediately led everyone to kneel: "God, we are here to work for the army, not a rebellion." ”
"Sudden Sudden Sudden ......" a series of strafing. More than 300 people gathered on the left side of the toast instantly exploded and flew limbs. Tusi was so frightened that he crawled and shouted, "Godman, I'm waiting for the fall, the fall." "Chen Fan doesn't need this, he can eat labor that can't be done. Since it has no value and is not restored, there is no point in leaving it.
One of the people beside Tusi shouted, "If you can't run, shoot an arrow quickly and kill this beast." The man without a bow rushed into the Song camp. When the natives heard this, they opened their bows and shot.
Chen Fanwang raised his bow and arrow when he saw him, and shouted at Gao Qijiu: "Goodbye, eunuch." He returned to the cabin. Gao Qijiu's eyes widened, his body writhed back and forth, struggling to break free from the rope. Shouting loudly, "Don't." Don't ......" As soon as the words fell, six or seven arrows were shot at his body, and he died on the spot.
Hundreds of them were set up on armored vehicles, and they bounced off with a "ding-ding-dong". Yue Yun started forward again, and Chen Fan operated the secondary weapon in the cabin. The 7.62mm side-by-side machine gun was aimed at the natives as they ran towards the camp. "Bang bang bang bang" is another hundred or so people, and they fell down in response.
In the camp.
"The first company is responsible for the frontal enemy, and the second company is responsible for one direction per platoon. Prepare to shoot. Yue Lei shouted loudly. Liu He was still young, so Chen Fan let the twelve-year-old stay in the RV.
Seeing the natives in front of him rushing frantically, Yue Lei shouted: "Everyone hit the 10-degree angle range in front of you, shoot!" Two hundred bolts flew out. At close range, the strength of the compound crossbow is definitely comparable to that of a pistol. The natives in front of them fell in unison.
The natives were so frightened by Chen Fan's armored car that they didn't dare to turn back. can only continue to rush towards Song Ying, this is the only hope in my heart. Rounds of crossbow arrows, the lives of the reapers. When they noticed that there were far fewer bolts on either side, they turned and ran in both directions. Within fifty paces, two rows of ironrope nets in front and back were jokingly blocked.
Just in the middle of the crossbow arrows, dozens of natives arrived in front of the barbed wire on three sides, trying to break through the obstacles and enter the Song camp. When they took a step forward, the flesh broke open. If you pull it with your hands, it will be drenched in blood. The natives from behind rushed and shoved the people in front of them. It is to cut the whole body of the predecessor into a wound, and the bleeding does not stop.
The platoon commander of the second company shouted on the left side of the camp: "Smoke bombs, throw." The three squad leaders in the first row pulled out the bolts one after another and threw the smoke bombs out. Thick smoke instantly covered the scene in front of the barbed wire. The second and third platoons followed suit, and smoke grenades were also thrown. Then the crossbow bolts continued, and the horizontal blind fire continued.
The rebels on three sides continued to rush in, and the Song people were in this smoke. It's like an abyss of dissatisfaction, constantly being entered, but silently. The huge casualties of the natives in the front made the pressure on the front of the Song camp less and less. After dropping another hundred and ten corpses, the natives in front began to retreat.
Yue Lei ordered: "Take turns to get on the scope and start shooting accurately, leaving the enemy as much as possible." "Starting from one row at a time, the scopes are mounted one after the other. Begin sniping the retreating natives.
The smoke gradually cleared from three sides, revealing a scene that stunned the Divine Guards. The outer layer of barbed wire was full of natives, some of whom had not yet lost their breath, but they could not move. On the barbed wire fence inside, there were only a few scattered corpses. The natives saw the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood in front of them, threw down the knife in their hands, and turned around and ran away with a shout.
Yue Yun drove the armored car, ran over Tusi's body, and rushed to the camp. Chen Fan went out of the cabin again, chewing gum lightly and holding the main machine gun. After a while, the natives fled back like a human wall.
Chen Fan shouted into the cabin: "Drive horizontally, stop the rebels to the maximum, and I'll solve it." After saying that, he spat out gum excitedly and shouted, "Come on, traitors! ”。 Raising the cannon with both hands, aiming at the crowd, "sudden, sudden, ......" and shooting frantically.