Travel through the Qing Dynasty and become emperor

The open space is like a center of a circle. The troops radiate outwards from the center of the circle. All pre-selected buildings become the priority targets for capture. Small-scale firefights continue to occur in the corners of the city. However, under the absolute superiority of troops, The firefight was quickly extinguished.As the icons on the map were lit up, soon, the road was surrounded by a series of strongholds.The gunshots were like raindrops falling in the clear sky, sporadic and scattered, and soon stopped completely. In the high-rise buildings of the entire city, many soldiers lurking inside were silent like their enemies at this moment. Waiting silently, all the surrounding streets and buildings looked so calm under the inspection of the gunpoint.However, with the entry of the logistics convoy, the tranquility was instantly broken, and the enemies lurking in the city, like flies smelling blood, quickly approached from all around.

On the street, a figure vigilantly looked around and looked around. In the scene like a still picture, his movements seemed so abrupt and eye-catching. In the building ahead, a machine gunner quickly captured his position. Accompanied by the pulling of the trigger, a series of 12.7 high-speed machine bullets accurately hit the street corner where the opponent was hiding.

"Da da!" The other party heard the last sound, which was the short gunshot. The last scene he saw was his body broken in two, and he was surprised to see his upper body fall from his legs to the ground. The man In vain, he threw away the weapon in his hand and tried to help himself, but unfortunately, he soon found that all this was futile. Watching the organs in his body flow out with blood, the man finally realized his end.Breathing has become a luxury. The lungs seem to be too heavy to open. Although they try to open up, they cannot hold enough oxygen. The numbness of the body is unbearable. When the vision gradually becomes blurred, one Transport vehicles have been slowly moving forward by his side.

This is just an extremely common scene. When trucks covered with canvas appeared on the streets of the city, the same scene began to be staged frequently around each street. The weapons used in the battle were different, but the effects were similar. Seeing the enemies dressed as civilians being turned into pieces by recoilless guns, anti-aircraft machine guns, grenades, and even mortar shells, it seemed that someone finally began to gradually understand the meaning of Ma Zhanyuan's order.

"Tell the target convoy to take the second road for two more laps!" Ma Zhanyuan's expression showed a touch of coldness, and the report of the results did not make him feel happy, on the contrary, it aroused this cold temperament even more.Rational analysis finds out the fragility behind the enemy's seemingly powerful, inconvenient communication, crude weapons, and swarming attack methods, which are fully exposed in front of the city's strongholds that are accurate to the grid, listening to the continuous gunshots and With the sound of explosions, Ma Zhanyuan once again ordered the decoy convoy to continue wandering around the roads in the city after seeing the battle reports sent one by one.

"Sure enough, I read the story correctly." Chiang Kai-shek said complacently as he looked at the battle report that Zhu Peide handed over.

"I really don't understand. What are you happy about? Ma Zhanyuan is obviously taking a risk. Are you still supporting him unconditionally?" Zhu Peide asked back incomprehensibly.

"Don't you think Ma Zhanyuan's method is very familiar?" Chiang Kai-shek raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

Zhu Peide shook his head.

"Twenty years ago, the Germans named this method of warfare 'Iron Wall Encirclement'. In World War II, I personally led the army in Nagasaki to engage in the largest event in modern warfare. Many historians consider that This event is called the 'Nagasaki Massacre'!"

The firepower on the commanding heights formed an intertwined fire net over the entire city, and all enemies who dared to appear under the fire net would be covered and covered repeatedly by fierce firepower as soon as they were discovered.On the streets, broken corpses seemed to be the mainstream of the city. Bloodstains of various colors were sprayed on the old walls, forming a pair of extremely abstract pictures.Under such a one-sided blow, the final outcome of the enemy who had the courage to launch an attack could only be to throw their corpses in the street.

In the city, the originally dense gunfire finally gradually faded away. After the bait played its due role, it finally returned to its station unsatisfied. After that, the remaining work should be the job that the infantry is good at.Ma Zhanyuan is not satisfied with simply confining the enemy to the grid he has formed. Restricting the enemy's actions and destroying the enemy are two completely different concepts.It is obviously impossible to keep the enemy in Seattle, just like putting yourself in front of a bayonet.That being the case, there is no other choice but to eliminate it.

After the road traffic was completely controlled by the reinforcements, the second and third divisions quickly entered the city, while the clumsy tanks in the team were left outside the city without hesitation, and the soldiers rode light infantry fighting vehicles , quickly walking through the grid-like area, groups of soldiers gradually approached the buildings in the area after simple preparations.The enemy has lost contact and mutual support, and the only thing they can do at this moment is to defend themselves in the building where they are hiding.In the face of such a situation, there is no shortcut to take except for hand-to-hand combat.

In front of Seattle City Hall, with a bang, artillery fire replaced the door cone. Under the impact of a [-]mm cannon, the simple-looking gate disappeared instantly, followed by a series of grenades and flash bombs. As if they didn't want money, they were thrown into the building one by one, and the smoke and dust from the successive explosions covered the brand-new military uniforms of the soldiers with a thick layer of dust.

The soldiers who were tightly packed together in the CQB formation quickly rushed into the dark gate while the dust was still filling the air. Then, in the building that had just recovered a bit of silence, bursts of gunfire sounded immediately. In the darkness, the gunfire was like Like a flashlight, it keeps flickering in the dark. Every time the dazzling light flashes, it is like freezing a picture. In the picture, the resisting American militia freezes the last movement of their lives with their own movements, as if a scene has just come out. It's like a pantomime, only relying on the language of the body, conveying his nostalgia for life.

Unable to reinforce and unable to move, in a fairly tightly controlled grid city, the civilian guerrillas were completely trapped in buildings, unable to move at all. Under the siege of an absolutely superior force, every building As if they were all filth that was about to be cleaned, trembling in the dense guns and firepower!

Roar of the Dragon Chapter 81 God of War and the Butcher

"Da da!" A short machine gun sounded, and several ugly scars were shot on the outer wall of the building. On the balcony, a middle-aged man who was trying to resist, rebounded and hit the wall driven by the huge impact of the bullet. Then he lost his balance and fell from the balcony to the ground in an instant.The corpse fell to the ground like a heavy bag, and there was a dull impact sound. Looking at the slightly deformed corpse, the soldiers calmly walked over the corpse and rushed to the building.

Compared with the sunny outside of the city, the building that has already been powered off looks so dark and silent. Military boots step on the floor, and there is a slight creaking sound. The muzzle of the gun is turned vigilantly, and it is beating in the corner under the light. The dust looked so strange, aiming the muzzle of the gun, the tactical flashlight searched for the enemy's traces inch by inch.

But things backfired, as if the middle-aged man who stood up and resisted before was already the last resister, and there was no movement around.Going up the stairs to the second floor, the sun shines into the room through the holes blasted by the gunfire, making the whole space brighten up. On the ground, rubble and gravel can be seen everywhere, and several corpses are dotted on it, which looks so harmonious.On the wall, the dark red blood stains showed that these people had been dead for a long time. Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone put down their rifles knowingly.

"HELP, HELP!" A deep shout made everyone raise their rifles vigilantly again, and followed the sound to find that in a small room at the end of the corridor, a woman half-stained with blood was holding a The teenage child begged in a low voice.Seeing everyone appearing, a trace of astonishment flashed in the woman's eyes, and then she waved her hand feebly, signaling them to go over.

"Disarm." A soldier in the lead walked over first, kicked the M9 submachine gun beside the opponent, and then made a safe gesture to everyone behind him.

"The Fifth Squad requested medical personnel. A seriously injured American civilian was found in the clearing area. At the same time, a wounded child was found. The age..."

"My motherland!" Seeing the soldiers beside her, the woman struggled to pass the child in her arms to him, while murmuring in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Hearing the mumbling of the other party, the soldier asked strangely while taking the child.

"Mycountry!" When the soldier touched the child's pulse, he suddenly understood the meaning of the other party.

"Be careful!" While shouting, the soldier violently hugged the child and lay down on the ground. In the next second, a dull explosion sounded from under the opponent. The power of the explosion threw the soldier's body high, It fell again, and the body of the child under him had already turned into a blurred mass of flesh and blood—an offensive grenade had already been hidden in the body of the child before, and the fuse had been pulled when delivering the child. open.

The shock wave shocked everyone, enduring the beeping in their ears, looking at the smiling American woman lying on the ground, the captain coldly pulled the trigger, and emptied a whole round of bullets at the other party. .Looking at the opponent's corpse that was beaten into a honeycomb shape, everyone present showed extreme cruelty, watching everything that happened with cold expressions.

"The only good American is a dead American." Repeating the extreme words that had been circulated among the troops at some time, the captain carefully picked up the fallen comrades and walked slowly downstairs.

At the same time, the battles in each area are like separate small battlefields. After a short and intensive firefight, they have entered the final stage.Looking around, the streets and buildings are surrounded by corpses lying around in various postures, and the red color of blood seems to be the theme of the whole world.

Ma Zhanyuan has never fought such an unsure battle. He threw all his troops into the area to wipe out the enemies in an instant. There was no support or reserve team. It was like a gamble. The difference was that he did not rely on It was not unsure luck, but the confidence in his soldiers, as well as the soldiers' skilled tactical skills and strong fighting will. Fortunately, Ma Zhanyuan was lucky that he won the bet.

The will of the enemy's hastily armed troops was completely broken in the bloody and cruel battle. When they saw the comrades around them fall without resistance under the killing of the opponent, and became several pieces or even fragments, these The militiamen who have only undergone basic military training finally know that war is far from a simple matter of passion and impulsiveness. War is cruel and cannot be measured by reason. When seeing tall Chinese soldiers fully armed When they rushed in front of them, the only choice for the weak was to put down their weapons and raise their hands high.

Teams of prisoners of war were escorted out of their bunkers in an orderly manner, gathered in various streets, and finally formed a torrent to the open space that had been smoothed out by artillery fire. Under the threat of gunpoint, they waited honestly like sheep There, an unknown fate awaits.The prisoners of war who gradually gathered together formed a strange pattern in front of their eyes. These soldiers who had stood up and resisted with guns finally revealed their true faces at this moment-they were dressed in different clothes, with blank expressions, and they were old or young. There are men and women, but at this moment, everyone has the same expression, with despair in their dullness.

Although he knew that the people who participated in the resistance were civilians, Ma Zhanyuan was still shocked when he saw the scene in front of him, but what shocked him was not just the identity of the opponent, but something else...

"Take the call from the headquarters and go directly to the commander-in-chief. I want to talk to him." After pondering for a moment, Ma Zhanyuan ordered loudly.

The Battle of Seattle lasted for a long time, far exceeding the maximum limit in the combat plan stipulated by the headquarters, and the corresponding subsequent strategic deployment was also affected to a greater or lesser extent.But even so, none of the staff officers and commanders questioned or criticized this.The reason is simple. The intensity and tragedy of the battle in Seattle is far beyond everyone's imagination. Compared with this battle, the combat plan formulated by the previous combat department is like a piece of waste paper and has no reference value.Everyone was surprised or even shocked that Ma Zhanyuan was able to win this battle. This kind of inter-city battle, which is typical of fighting the crowd with a few, can be called a classic like a textbook.

Because of this, although the battle was affected, Ma Zhanyuan's name was put on the list of awards, but Chiang Kai-shek was not happy at all when he heard the good news.

"Yes, I am Chiang Kai-shek. I know your situation. Well, wait for the order." In the office, Chiang Kai-shek lowered his voice intentionally or unintentionally, and said vaguely on the phone, and then hung up the moment Zhu Peide came in. phone.

"Zhongzheng, Seattle has been taken down. It seems that our strategic detour space has been completely stabilized this time. If the enemy wants to drive us into the sea, it may be impossible. General Staff...Zhongzheng, why don't you speak." Interested In the middle of the lively talk, Zhu Peide discovered the solemn expression on Chiang Kai-shek's face, and asked in a strange way.

"It's nothing, I just got the news that Ma Zhanyuan and the others captured at least [-] prisoners of war!" Chiang Kai-shek said briefly.

"Oh, this is great news. Based on this, it is not a problem for Ma Zhanyuan to be conferred on the altar. Hey, this guy, he didn't even say a word about such a great contribution. He is really stable." Zhu Peide laughed immediately. Word by word, repeatedly praised.

"Don't be too happy, who said this is good news?" Chiang Kai-shek reminded coldly.

"Aren't you a little too cautious, this is not good news, so what is good news?" Zhu Peide asked strangely.

"What about supplies? The [-] prisoners of war are just a superficial phenomenon, and supplies are the most important thing. What do we use to feed them and consume our soldiers' rations? Then we will build a prisoner-of-war camp for them, and distribute some daily necessities they are in short supply. When the time is right, shall we hold a basketball or football match or something for them, or simply arrange some teachers to tell them about the superiority of the empire?" Chiang Kai-shek said with a sneer.

His words immediately made Zhu Peide's smile freeze on his face. Although he knew that what the other party said was just a joke, Zhu Peide couldn't laugh at all. Supplies can be said to be the most important thing at present, and Los Angeles, which has been conquered, has now become A huge burden, the hundreds of thousands of people there, like a bottomless pit, constantly devoured the food transported from the empire.Although the think tanks including Chiang Kai-shek had foreseen this in advance, when the real situation came, it was still unbearable.

The wealth plundered in the war is being rapidly consumed by the war. On the contrary, there is no resource available for compensation on the land scorched by the war. The US dollar has now been greatly depreciated due to the war. The only thing that can be compensated is the local banks. The few foreign exchange and gold in China.

"What do you want to do?" Zhu Peide pondered for a while, and then asked worriedly. In his heart, he had roughly guessed the choice Chiang Kai-shek might make.

"I'm afraid you have already guessed the method I thought of, but it is very difficult for us to do so now." Chiang Kai-shek turned around, gave him a faint look, then turned again to look at the map in front of him, and did not speak for a long time.

"We have set a trap for the Chinese. I hope this will at least buy us some time." Lieutenant General Clark said with tears in his eyes.

"Your Excellency, the Chinese have already occupied Seattle, and the other side has extended the landing depth to nearly [-] kilometers. Do we need to adjust the relevant deployment?" Around him, the staff officer did not see what the so-called trap said by the chief should do. role, asked in a low voice beside him.

"The only thing that can turn the tide of the battle now is ourselves, except for the intervention of external forces. Don't think about relying on any weapons or new tactics. For us now, tactical victory may not be able to make up for strategic failure." Clark said coldly.

Dragon's Roar Chapter 82 Cold War Thinking

"But Your Excellency, shall we allow the Chinese to break through the defense line on the west coast and advance in depth?" the staff officer looked at Clark with a blank face in disbelief, and asked urgently.

"We can prevent it, but our army alone is far from achieving this goal. We need our citizens to fully and unreservedly devote themselves to this war, just like Japan did during World War II." I'd rather have [-] million pieces of jade than live under the iron hoof of the enemy." A strange light flashed in Clark's eyes, as if he had taken a stimulant.

"Your Excellency, I'm afraid, this is very difficult to achieve..." Although he knew that his words might hurt the chief's hope, the staff officer still reminded him from the side.

"Really? It was like this before, but after the battle in Seattle, this decision may be realized." Hearing what the staff officer said, Clark did not show any displeasure, but said excitedly.

"However, Your Excellency, we failed in the battle of Seattle, and Seattle is already under the enemy's occupation." The staff officer intuitively felt that the officer seemed a little abnormal.

"Yes, that's because most of the civilians we sent were armed. We have received intelligence that after the battle, the enemy captured about [-] civilians. How to deal with these civilians is an important factor affecting the direction of the war." Clark was not crazy, he said slowly after looking at the staff officers around him with a smile.

"Your Excellency, I don't quite understand what you mean." The staff officer said bluntly.

"The enemy will either choose to massacre, or choose to detain, no matter which choice is beneficial to us, of course, although I know that the captives are our people, but if I am in the enemy's perspective, there is nothing wrong with massacring them The thing is, after all, in the war, they chose to take up arms and fight instead of hiding in the corner of the room and crying. From the moment they took up arms, they had already proved with their actions that they were soldiers and not civilians. However, What would happen if they were slaughtered after laying down their weapons? I think it will definitely let our people know that fighting is the only option, and if you don’t fight, you can only be killed. This is also the most direct way to inspire our American national spirit means." Clark said here, and smiled profoundly.