Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

In the narrow and deep trenches, the assault regiment and the soldiers of the New First Army launched a thrilling close-range battle. At this moment, the new shotguns in the hands of the assault regiment were like the sickle of the god of death, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the enemy.

This new weapon carefully developed by the Military Research Center has an absolute advantage in close combat. The shotgun with a capacity of up to 20 rounds of ammunition has an amazing power in the narrow space where the distance between the two soldiers is no more than 20 meters.

Every time the trigger was pulled, there was a deafening gunshot. The shotgun bullets were like dense steel needles, instantly piercing through the air and fiercely smashing into the enemy. Under the impact of the bullets, the enemy soldier's body seemed to be swept by a ruthless hurricane, and the whole person was beaten to pieces. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, screams came one after another, and the scene was extremely tragic.

The New First Army of the Southern Government, lacking equally powerful close combat weapons, could only rely on submachine guns and bayonets to resist. However, under the fierce firepower of the assault regiment's shotguns, the bullets of the submachine guns seemed so pale and powerless that it was difficult to cause effective damage to the enemy.

Therefore, hand-to-hand combat became their last option. Soldiers drew their bayonets and fought desperately with the soldiers of the assault regiment.

While firing, the soldiers of the assault regiment did not forget to use the bayonets on their shotguns to inflict fatal wounds on the enemy. The thirty-centimeter-long bayonets turned into death blades in their hands, and each swing could easily pierce the enemy's body. In the interweaving of gunfire and knife light, the soldiers of the New First Army fell one by one.

Cai Yongbo, an ordinary soldier of the 1st Marine Division Assault Regiment, was unusually calm and resolute at the moment. His eyes revealed a firm light, as if he had already put life and death aside.

He held the shotgun tightly in his hand, aimed at the enemy soldier in front of him, and pulled the trigger without hesitation. After a deafening gunshot, the shotgun bullets poured out like a rainstorm, making the enemy soldier in front of him full of holes, like a sieve.

Cai Yongbo did not give the enemy any chance to breathe. He quickly adjusted the muzzle of his gun and thrust to the left. The three-edged military bayonet flashed coldly under the light, and stabbed another enemy soldier with deadly power. With a muffled sound, the three-edged military bayonet easily penetrated the enemy soldier's neck, and blood gushed out immediately.

The wound caused by the three-edged bayonet was extremely horrible, the wound was bloody and there was no way to stop the bleeding. What was even more horrible was that the stab directly hit the enemy soldier's neck artery, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining his collar and the soil of the trench red. In just a few breaths, the enemy soldier had lost his breath, his eyes were wide open, and his face was full of fear and unwillingness.

However, the battle was not over. Just as Cai Yongbo was about to deal with the next enemy, an enemy soldier suddenly rushed over from behind and knocked him to the ground. The enemy soldier held a sharp bayonet in his hand and stabbed Cai Yongbo's chest viciously.

Although Cai Yongbo tried his best to dodge, his right shoulder was still pierced. He felt a sharp pain, as if fire was burning his muscles and nerves. But he did not give up resistance and tried his best to push the enemy soldier away.

At this moment, a loud bang was heard. The shotgun in Cai Yongbo's hand finally exerted its due power. He aimed at the enemy's head and pulled the trigger. The shotgun bullet instantly smashed the enemy soldier's head, as simple and cruel as smashing a watermelon.

Cai Yongbo lay on the ground, gasping for breath. The battlefield around him had become quiet. The enemies around him had already fallen and were silent. Only he and his comrades who had just struggled back from the brink of life and death were left. They all had scars on their bodies, some were bandaged, some were bloodstained, but their eyes were shining with determination and smiles.

This battle was both a test and a baptism for them. They experienced the struggle between life and death, felt the cruelty and ruthlessness of war, but also experienced the power of unity and courage in fighting side by side with their comrades.

In just two hours, the assault regiment demonstrated amazing combat effectiveness. Like a tiger descending from a mountain, they quickly broke through the enemy's defense line and firmly grasped the enemy's position. In this battle, they annihilated more than 3,000 enemy soldiers, laying a solid foundation for victory in the war.

The New First Army suffered heavy losses at Yinyue Beach and was forced to abandon this important strategic location and retreat to Haoyue City inland. For Cai Yongbo and his comrades, this was a great victory for them and the first time that the South China Sea Fleet Marines experienced the taste of victory in actual combat.

The two division-level Marine Corps troops were not blinded by the joy of victory, nor were they confused by the enemy's defeat. They knew the cruelty and unpredictability of war, so they did not blindly pursue, but chose to stay on Silver Moon Beach, consolidate their positions, and ensure that the results they had achieved would not be easily taken back by the enemy.

The two troops understood that their mission was not only to defeat the enemy in front of them, but more importantly to be fully prepared for subsequent operations. They were waiting for the arrival of the next batch of support and supplies so that they could play a greater role in the next battle.

Two days later, an exciting news came that the South China Sea Fleet led by Admiral Mountbatten had once again achieved a brilliant victory. They completely wiped out the Fuso Asian Sea Second Fleet in Lushan Port. This victory brought great shock and impact to the entire Fuso.

Fuso had always been very self-righteous and thought that China's naval power was insignificant. However, in just two years, the Chinese navy suddenly rose like a dark horse, dealing a heavy blow to Fuso. This victory not only demonstrated the strength of the Chinese navy, but also sounded a wake-up call for Fuso.

In the President's Office in Beilong City, Su Zhengyang received the latest news of the war. All this was within his expectations. He knew that the naval fleet he had built at great cost would inevitably crush the Fuso navy.

At this time, Liu Gangding walked cautiously in front of Su Zhengyang and asked, "President, now two division-level combat units of the South China Sea Fleet have officially landed on Liuwan Island, and the subsequent support forces of the Southern Military Region will be continuously sent to Liuwan. Recapturing Liuwan Island and destroying the remaining forces of the Southern Kingdom are inevitable results. Should we consider attacking Fuso's homeland?"

Su Zhengyang raised his head slightly, was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "You are right, retaking Liuwan Island is only our first step. Next, we need to consider how to further advance the front line and deal a greater blow to Fuso. However, attacking Fuso's homeland is not an easy task. We need to be fully prepared to ensure that nothing goes wrong."