All the indigenous soldiers, just straightening up, did not know how to dodge the bullets, and rushed up the hillside in the rain of bullets. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The death of the comrades in front of them did not scare them away, but inspired the fierceness in their bones!

Under the rain of bullets, stepping on the corpses of his comrades, "Oh! Oh! Oh! Screaming and rushing up the hillside.

Zhang Guochang and the soldiers of the second battalion didn't care about talking at all, and there was only the sound of pulling the bolt of the gun and firing bullets from the firing pin on the top of the mountain.

In Zhang Guochang's view, it didn't look like a battle, it was a complete massacre, looking at the indigenous soldiers who didn't know where to shoot their bullets.

Zhang Guochang suspected that even if he was standing, these indigenous soldiers might not be able to hit him.

Zhang Guochang no longer shot at the indigenous soldiers, and when the 5,000 soldiers had to be killed, he began to look for the officers among the indigenous soldiers.

I don't know about the indigenous military uniform, I don't know that it is an officer, so I can only look for a gun that is dressed differently from ordinary soldiers.

"Where's the cannon!"

"Shoot at the mountain!"

Hawari did not charge, hiding behind, watching his soldiers being released one by one. Anxiously shouted, let the artillerymen fire.

His power comes from the army, and when the army is gone, he is finished.

The artillery of the indigenous army, hearing Hawari's order, began to scramble to install the cannon legs.

After a period of scramble, the cannon was finally put up. This will Zhang Guochang They have already killed a little softly, more than 5,000 indigenous soldiers, and a third of them have disappeared.

"Put!"

"Boom!"

"Boom! Rumble! ”

The first round of shelling, unknowingly deflected to my grandmother's house, and the shells exploded among the indigenous soldiers.

Zhang Guochang and the soldiers of the second battalion were taken aback, and the indigenous soldiers were blown up by the sudden shelling.

Hawari was angry, shot an officer, and said fiercely, "Aim for me!" Missed again! I'm going to shoot you all!" All your families have become slaves! ”

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The rest of the native artillerymen, nodding their heads in fright, began to adjust the elevation angle of their firing.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

The second time the cannon was fired, it did not reach the indigenous soldiers.

The shells flew over Zhang Guochang's heads and fell into the dense forest in the distance.

Hawari is going mad! Again shot several artillerymen, and then took the guns and forced the artillerymen to continue firing.

It's a pity that Zhang Guochang won't give Hawari another chance, looking at the panicked indigenous soldiers, he shouted loudly, "Second battalion commander!" Blow the trumpet! ”

"Toot! Doodle! ”

"Kill!"

"Kill! Yes! ”

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

"Bang bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Zhang Guochang and the soldiers of the second battalion stood up from the hillside and launched a counter-charge against the indigenous soldiers who had not yet reacted from the shelling.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

has been pressed by Zhang Guochang, and the grenades that have not been used have also begun to exert their power.

More than two hundred fighters, more than two hundred grenades, fell from the sky and fell among the indigenous soldiers.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

"Tata Tower! Tata! ”

The soldiers who were lying in ambush on the edge of the open field also came out of the ground, and more than 200 native artillerymen, before they could figure out what was going on, were killed by bullets fired from behind.

Hawari never imagined that the Chinese would hide in the ground, and before they could react, they were shot and killed by soldiers who came out from behind. It's a pity that Hawari was ambitious, but he died before he could get out of school.

At this time, Zhang Guochang also led the soldiers of the second battalion to kill from the hillside.

One by one, the indigenous soldiers who were killed either threw their guns and knelt on the ground begging for mercy, or scattered and fled.

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"Wen Hui! Arrange for someone to clean up the battlefield! Zhang Guochang said a little tiredly.

"Yes! Young Patriarch! What to do with the captives? Zhang Wenhui, the commander of the second battalion, agreed, and asked for instructions on how to deal with the prisoners.

Zhang Guochang's truest thought in his heart is not to be taken prisoner. But he can't say this, after all, he can't kill tens of millions of indigenous people in Indonesia.

"Let's take it back first!"

"Yes!" The commander of the second battalion was ordered to leave.

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"Report!" Another warrior ran and saluted: "Young patriarch! Discover a Dutch officer! ”

"Bring it here!" Zhang Guochang ordered.

"Yes!"

The warrior was about to turn around and take the man.

"Wait!"

Zhang Guochang stopped him again, "Forget it!" Let's take one piece home and talk about it! ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Guochang was a little irritable, there were more than 2,000 captives in front of him, and there might be Chinese blood on his hands, but he couldn't act arbitrarily!

"Second battalion commander! What about the second battalion commander? Call him here! Zhang Guochang was unwilling to stay on the battlefield any longer.

Not long after, the second battalion commander Zhang Wenhui ran over and asked, "Young patriarch!" Are you looking for me? ”

"Hmmm! Let me tell you, I'll go back first! You continue to clean up the battlefield! Zhang Guochang nodded and ordered.

Seeing that Zhang Guochang was not in high spirits, Zhang Wenhui, the commander of the second battalion, was a little puzzled, why was he not happy about winning the battle? He didn't dare to ask more, but asked, "Yes!" Young Patriarch! What to do with wounded captives? ”

Zhang Guochang thought about it, violated his heart again, and ordered: "Save as much as you can save it!" Those who can't be saved give them a good time! ”

"You're busy! Let's go! After speaking, Zhang Guochang turned around and left the battlefield with the guards.

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Zhang Guochang returned to the headquarters of the First Division of Shiwuya, and as soon as he entered the door, he asked, "How is Zhang Long's side?" What's going on now? ”

Seeing that Zhang Guochang was back, Black Rose stood up happily, hurriedly gave him a seat, and poured tea, "Brother Kun is back!" The Indonesian monkeys that came from the south have all been solved? ”

"Hmmm! It's all solved! Zhang Guochang nodded, took a sip of tea, and asked again, "What's the situation on Zhang Long's side?" ”

Black Rose hurriedly picked up a telegram and handed it to Zhang Guochang, "An hour ago, Zhang Long reported that there was no head-on exchange of fire with the enemy, but only harassing the enemy from the flank to contain the enemy's marching speed!" ”

Zhang Guochang took the telegram and read it, thought for a while, and shouted: "Correspondent! ”

"Here!"

"Record! Telegraphed to Zhang Long that the war in the south is over! You can arrange a battle plan according to the actual situation! ”

After Zhang Guochang finished talking about the contents of the telegram, he took the manuscript of the telegram and signed it.

The correspondent took the manuscript and ran to send a telegram.

"Brother Kun! How did you defeat the native army so quickly? Black Rose asked curiously.

"Huh! The indigenous army is untrained and relies on a ferocious momentum! Just knock this breath out of him! They're just a rabble! Zhang Guochang explained with a smile.

After speaking, Zhang Guochang added, "Speaking of which, it is the indigenous artillery that has helped a lot!" ”

"Oh? Native artillery to help? Black Rose was even more curious.

"Hmmm! It's funny! As soon as the indigenous artillerymen fired, they hit the shells into their own ranks! …………”

"Ahh Black Rose exclaimed in surprise, "This shows that Brother Kun is lucky!" God is bless you! ”