Chapter 12: Fuck Him

Hu Zhen took a look, only to see Jiang Yunfeng and more than 30 men around him were scarred, but there was a determined look in his eyes, understanding that they were Chinese men in Nanyang who bravely resisted the Dutch colonial army, but unfortunately fell into the hands of pirates, and the pain of enduring humiliation was better than death, and now that there is a chance to fight, it is necessary to seize it firmly.

After pondering for a while, Hu Zhen nodded and said, "Okay, as long as you follow my orders, I will issue each of you a rifle, and you must immediately learn to use it and beat him!" ”

Jiang Yunfeng and thirty men knelt down on Hu Zhen's knees together: "Dare not listen to the benefactor's orders!" ”

Hu Zhen said: "Okay! I order you to get up quickly and get your weapons! ”

However, hundreds of sailors, crews, workers and technicians on the ship also proposed to participate in the battle, and in order to exercise their strong combat effectiveness in a rare actual battle, Hu Zhen also nodded and agreed, and each was issued a rifle with 200 rounds of ammunition to participate in the battle.

Hu Zhen retracted his position to the vicinity of the wharf, used a hoe and shovel to quickly dig a shallow annular trench, and piled up some wooden planks on the edge of the trench to form a trench arch to guard the wharf and ensure the communication with the ships.

In addition, Hu Zhen also ordered the wooden planks, sails, branches, bricks and tiles and other debris of the dock to be dismantled and thrown within 100 meters in front of the position, so as to delay the enemy's charge.

When Liang Kunri was studying in the German ** school, his grades were very good, and he could see the problem at a glance for the position built in front of him, he was a person who couldn't hold back, and questioned Hu Zhen: "The position of our position is not very favorable, our position is too low, and the enemy is rushing over and surrounding us on three sides?" ”

Everyone didn't speak, and they all looked at Hu Zhen.

Hu Zhen nodded and smiled: "Sure enough, there is no vain learning in sending you to the German ** school." It's true that our position is not very good, but it is precisely because the position is not very good that those tribal forces will come to attack with all their might. Otherwise, how can we avenge the Chinese compatriots who died? Rest assured, as long as we move all our weapons here and put them on the line, our weapon superiority can fully compensate for the disadvantaged position of the position! ”

As soon as Hu Zhen said, the cadets and Jiang Yunfeng immediately understood.

At this time, the big leader of the tribe was carried on the shoulders by a dozen strong men and came to check near the dock.

Don't look at the big leader of this tribe who is as fat as a mountain of meat, and his whole body is meatier than a fat pig, but after all, he is a person who has experienced a hundred battles, and he has fought countless battles in his life. He just saw at a glance that the position built by the armed forces of more than 300 Chinese was exactly in the low-lying area, and his own side happened to occupy the high ground, forming a three-sided encirclement of the position, and the position of his own position was very favorable.

The chief of the tribe laughed a few times and ordered the wizard to start praying in the crowd.

A few wizards in the tribe are very good at pretending to be ghosts, and under their foolishness, the soldiers are originally some uninformed old people, and now they believe that the door of heaven has been opened for them, as long as they charge for the noble chief, whether they are born to make meritorious deeds or die on the battlefield, they will ascend to heaven to enjoy the wealth of beautiful women.

The morale of the tribal soldiers was immediately mobilized, and everyone forgot about the more than two hundred cavalry who had just died under the furious fire, and screamed, eager to immediately rush over and crush the Chinese positions on the opposite side.

The chief of the tribe was carried high by his subordinates, standing on a high ground overlooking the Chinese armed position, and with a wave of his fat hand, he ordered loudly: "Slaves, I order you to rush up and destroy them!" ”

Suddenly, dense tribal soldiers with all kinds of weapons in their hands swarmed down.

The position of the big leader of the tribe happened to be exposed in front of the snipers in the Chinese position, Ouyang Yu used the indirect measurement method to measure it, and found that it was exactly within the range of the 12.7mm sniper rifle, so he asked Hu Zhen for instructions: "Sir, do you want the sniper to aim and kill him now?" ”

At this moment, the sniper rifles on the position are equipped with monoculars using 12.7 mm caliber rifles, and in the past three battles, ten snipers have shot and killed hundreds of pirates and tribal soldiers, and they have preliminary experience, and it is easy to shoot and kill the big tribal leader on the opposite side.

But Hu Zhen barely had to pause to think about it, and then rejected the proposal to kill him: "When he ordered his subordinates to throw six Chinese heads, I was determined not to kill him easily. Besides, we can't kill him now, as soon as he dies, the tribal forces will flee in all directions, and our people will lose a valuable opportunity to practice in real combat. ”

Everyone looked back at the battlefield, and saw the 2,000 armed men of the tribe, like black locusts, overwhelmingly pressing towards the small dock position, and the dense crowd shouted the slogan of the wizard:

"Rush!"

"The gate of heaven is open, rush!"

"Kill all these alien cultists!"

Facing the crazy crowd, Hu Zhen smiled softly: "The one who sent him to death is here!" It's the same old rule just now, only light and heavy machine guns and rifles are used in salvos, and the artillery doesn't need to move. ”

Everyone was not as easy as Hu Zhen, but just now with the experience of sweeping away the cavalry of the two hundred tribes, their confidence in the weapons in their hands had greatly increased, and there was no need to panic.

According to Hu Zhen's order, it was still necessary to put the infantry-based tribal forces into a range of 30 meters before firing fiercely.

The soldiers of the tribe were of uneven quality, and from five or six hundred meters away, some of them fired bullets and bows and arrows at the dock position, and none of their immediate superiors intervened. Even some small bosses didn't know whether to grab credit in front of the big boss or were too nervous, so they even let their subordinates launch a volley from outside the firing range.

However, within a few hundred meters of charge, almost all of the 2,000 armed soldiers of the tribe had fired more than one arrow or bullet. But the arrows and bullets fired during these movements did almost zero damage to the Chinese lying on their stomachs in the fortifications.

Hu Zhen said with a smile: "Look, the soldiers of these primitive tribes have opened fire sparsely before they have entered the firing range, what is the use of having more people with such quality?" In the end, it was a life that we easily destroyed! ”

When the Chinese heard this, they were even more relieved, and they just waited for Hu Zhen to give the order to shoot.

After the indigenous soldiers entered the distance of 100 meters, due to obstacles all over the ground, the momentum of the charge just now suddenly stalled. The Chinese positions were eerily quiet, making the tribal soldiers and leaders feel uneasy.

But the distraction was uneasy, and the advance still had to continue, and the leaders ordered the soldiers to push away the piles of obstacles and push at a slow speed to a distance of thirty meters in front of the position.

By this time, the faces of the other side could be seen clearly. But the tribal soldiers didn't know what was going on, and instead stopped shooting indiscriminately.

"Hit!" Hu Zhen gave an order, and the bullets of light and heavy machine guns and rifles swept across the opposite side like a torrential rain, and immediately a group of tribal soldiers splashed blood and then fell down.

The formation of the tribal soldiers was still as dense as ever, the people in front fell, and the people behind saw it, but they couldn't hold their feet at all, because there were more people behind who rushed condescendingly.

In this way, rows and rows of tribal soldiers rushed forward, and rows and rows of tribal soldiers were knocked over in front of the blazing fire of the Chinese positions.

The big leader of the tribe on the high ground behind him saw it clearly, and then he knew how terrible the enemy was! Immediately regretted that his intestines were blue, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to ask the tribal soldiers to retreat, but in the loud gunfire and hoarse voices, his orders could not be transmitted at all, and even if they could be transmitted, his precious soldiers could retreat when they said they would return?

It's just that those wizards who don't know whether they are alive or dead are still behind the charging team, screaming and jumping, pretending to be ghostly urging the soldiers to rush over and crush the alien devils in front of them.

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