Chapter Twenty-Seven: Doctor Xue

The soldiers of the Marine Corps came out of the middle of the ranks, and together with the soldiers of the Army, they quickly surrounded these poor relatives of Wen Xinyi, and under the double pressure of the soldiers' shouts of "those who kneel down to the ground will not die" and the flickering bayonets, both Xiang Yong and those poor relatives, except for those who had fallen to the ground, made the right choice in just a few seconds - to throw away their weapons and surrender on their knees. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, Wen Xinyi's convoy took advantage of the momentary chaos to drag a distance of about fifty or sixty meters, and at this time, the army soldiers were separating prisoners of war and cleaning the battlefield, and they were very busy, where was there time to pursue the fleeing convoy. Xue Ziliang looked around, his position was closest to the north of the convoy to escape, so he pulled out his command knife and shouted: "The first and second platoons of the marines, follow me!" ”

Anyway, at this time, the army soldiers were already tying up the prisoners, and the marines turned around one after another, grabbed their rifles, and followed Xue Ziliang to chase the convoy.

"Comrade Lieutenant Xue! Please ask your marines to stop pursuing, our army has already sent troops to the front to prepare for interception, you don't need to pursue. While running, Xue Ziliang was stopped by a herald, and the herald turned around to leave after saying his words in one breath.

"It can't be!" Xue Ziliang waved his hand at him, and looked up to see He Yue waving at him on the wall in the distance.

"Comrade Lieutenant, your mission is to take charge of the guard mission in the south! Not here to pursue the enemy. "The herald also has a little hairy scalp at this time, he is a naturalized citizen, and the person in front of him who is carrying a command knife and wearing a four-pocket officer's uniform is a fake veteran, and he is a commander commonly known as the "Marine Corps", although He Yue is higher in rank than Xue Ziliang, but he is not in the same system and cannot be controlled. If you are beaten by the veteran officer of the Marine Corps in front of you, there is really no place to reason.

As he was talking, he only heard a crackling gunfire from the north, followed by the neighing of cattle and horses, and it turned out that the two platoons of the second company went directly to the north after entering the stockade, waiting for the main force of the Wen family to break through. Anyway, at this time, the forces that can fight must be forced to shrink into the Wen Mansion, and it is impossible to look around the battlefield under the suppression of the firepower of the Dongfang Port Army, and it is only possible to break through from the north and east through the information collected before, and the naval corps in the south does not need to participate in the operation in the plan, so the other party will be worried that the naval corps in the south will move to the west, so only the private soldiers in the north for the Wen family are left.

The two platoons of the 2nd Company, which had maneuvered to the north, easily overturned the leading carts and the trailing cattle and horses with a salvo, and then the two platoons of the Marines came up from the rear, and quickly seized the rear of the convoy, blocking the whole convoy in the stockade. More than 100 soldiers quickly searched the entire convoy, which was loaded not only with silver, but also with some soft grain, and some of Wen Xinyi's family members were killed and wounded in the firefight. But what he didn't expect was that in such a two-sided attack, Wen Xinyi retreated to the backyard of the Wen Mansion with more than a dozen family members, several of his sons and his favorite concubines.

By the time Wen Xinyi's escape was discovered, it was already half an hour later, and the soldiers of the army had to guard the assets and prisoners, and the task of capturing Wen Xinyi fell to the disobedient marines.

At this time, Zhao Yong and He Yue had already arrived, and Zhao Yong almost poked his finger into Xue Ziliang's nose, "You are still a soldier in the United States!" You always know what it means to obey orders, right? ”

"The Marines never ask how many enemies there are, only where they are!" A Marine platoon commander on the side interjected directly. Unlike the Army, the officers in the Marine Corps, except for Xue Ziliang, the company commander and chief of staff, are all indigenous naturalized people, and Xue Ziliang has not been able to remember the names of the two platoon commanders until now.

"You!" He Yue pushed at the platoon commander and yelled loudly: "Where is there such a thing? If the battle is not carried out according to the plan, then what is the need for a battle plan? ”

Although Xue Ziliang couldn't remember the name of the platoon commander, even if he was an unknown platoon commander, he was also a platoon commander of the Marine Corps, and the calf protector's mood suddenly rose. "What is a plan? Plans are something that humans painstakingly come up with to make God laugh! Maybe God is leaning back and forth for our plan! As he spoke, he pointed to the backyard where Wen Xinyi had fled and shouted, "This is the plan?" Did Wen Xinyi escape into the backyard according to the plan? If it weren't for the two platoons of the Marine Corps breaking through and cutting off the enemy in the middle, I'm afraid your two platoons wouldn't have been able to stop the convoy behind them at all in such a narrow place! ”

"So what do you say you should do?" Zhao Yong angrily stretched out his hands at Xue Ziliang, "Tell me about it?" ”

"I will chase after the enemy! Marines come with me! Xue Ziliang didn't intend to argue with these two officers of the same rank, but without saying a word, he rushed into the backyard with two platoons.

The backyard was a sizable pond, at least six or seven acres in size, with only a wooden bridge leading to a small island in the middle of the pond with a three-story wooden building. The first platoon was quickly ready to shoot along the pond, and the second platoon, led by the platoon commander, rushed straight to the wooden bridge.

At the moment when the first Marine was about to rush off the wooden bridge, a nondescript window suddenly erupted tongues of fire and gunsmoke, accompanied by gunfire, and the first two Marines were wounded almost simultaneously, one was shot in the chest and rolled into the water, and the other was shot in the thigh and fell to the ground. The soldiers in the back rushed up and were about to come to the rescue, when two more shots were fired from the window, and three or four more Marines fell in response.

This was the power of the Three-Eyed Gun, a shoddy weapon that could only kill at thirty meters, and the wooden bridge with only one way was exactly when the Three-Eyed Gun was in full swing, and almost at the same time, many feathered arrows flew out of the window, and the Marines who followed behind were hit by the arrows one after another, and they fell crookedly on the wooden bridge. In just a few minutes, seven or eight Marines fell to the ground wounded on the wooden bridge.

"Suppress the shot!" Xue Ziliang was about to die of anger, except for the artillery position today, I am afraid that he has not encountered such a large casualty, and what makes him feel even more angry is that this is actually a three-eyed gun that he usually doesn't look down on at all!

The soldiers aimed at the window where the shooting had just been fired, firing a row of shots, only to hear a few screams coming from the window, but there were still feathered arrows flying out from inside, and one of the Marines who rushed forward was hit in the third eye and fell to the ground.

The firing position to the window was more than 60 meters, and it was only connected by a wooden bridge more than one meter wide, so the marines could neither suppress nor throw grenades at this time, after all, the nearest wounded were only about five meters away from the window, and if they were bounced back, the wounded would eat grenades.

However, this did not become too much of a problem, since the Marine Corps belonged to the navy, it naturally needed a lot of swimming training, and under the cover of the dense shooting of the first platoon, the second platoon sent a squad of members to swim across the bridge with armed arms on the other side. When they went ashore, they did not say a word, but emptied the barrels of their guns, loaded their bayonets, and shouted with their rifles: "The Marines are always loyal!" He rushed straight to the nearest window.

There were only a few wounded soldiers left on the first floor, and although they were all red-eyed and pirates at this time, they were almost powerless in front of the skilled marines, and they were all stabbed to death with bayonets in just two rounds. In order to prevent the narrow area from being shot by the three-eyed guns, the Marines did not choose to climb the second floor from the stairs, but climbed to the eaves of the second floor by taking a ladder, and then entered the second floor through the window, and to their surprise, there was no one on the second floor.

At this time, Xue Ziliang had already caught up, he was wearing a stab-proof suit, and he led the team to the third floor with a command knife in his left hand and a pistol in his right hand. However, when he rushed to the third floor, he was startled by the situation above, and several people hung from the beams of the ceiling with white cloths, and from the clothes it was a woman and two children. Xue Ziliang is a modern person whose brain is full of universal values, and when he saw a child hanging on the beam of the house, he couldn't help but hurriedly stepped forward and cut the white cloth with a command knife and put everyone down. The soldiers on both sides did not care, and rushed directly to the fourth floor with their rifles loaded with bayonets.

Xue Ziliang didn't care at all about what would happen in the battle, he believed in Christianity and only had two children and a woman in front of him, and suicide was the heaviest crime in any religion, and some were even heavier than murder. He didn't want someone to kill themselves because he led the raid.

But he sniffed, and the woman and the older child were fine, still breathing weakly. It's just that the youngest child, who looks like he is only six years old, has no breathing at this time, and without saying a word, he directly began to give the child artificial respiration. He didn't even care if two soldiers came down from above to report to him.

The two soldiers of the report were stunned to see that their company commander was blowing mouth-to-mouth on the boy whose face had turned purple, and then pressed rhythmically with both hands on the boy's chest, and then blew again after a few presses.

A soldier came over and squatted next to Xue Ziliang and whispered, "Company commander, this kid is not saved, forget it." ”

Xue Ziliang glanced at him with horizontal eyes, "Life is the most precious, I won't let my child die in front of me and be indifferent!" As he spoke, he continued to do artificial respiration.

The soldiers on the side were all carrying rifles and watching the rescue scene, talking in a whisper.

"This kid must be hopeless!"

"That's it, such a young child, who has been hanging on it for so long, should be dead, isn't it a waste of time for the chief?"

"This must be the Wen family's dog, why would the chief want to save the Wen family's dog?"

Suddenly, there was a rapid coughing sound, and the child suddenly took a deep breath and cried. Xue Ziliang breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this time, the onlookers suddenly made a sensation, the chief has mana! This child was already going to die, and he was actually saved. Until a few years later, rumors were still circulating in the Marine Corps that Chief Xue had the ability to master life and death, and then it intensified, and since then, Xue Ziliang has come up with an inexplicable nickname - Doctor Xue, the enemy of the king of Hades.