The Republic of China: A Letter of Appointment Creates the Most Powerful Warlord

Boom boom boom...

The second round of bombing arrived as scheduled, and the vanguard troops once again relied on the dispersion of personnel to withstand this wave of artillery fire.

At this time, seeing that they were less than 500 meters away from the position, with only dozens of officers and suicide squad members left, they waved their hands and roared desperately.

"Brothers, keep charging! Kill these bastards and take back Yudu!"

"Go, charge!"

"Bomb crew, get ready, close to a hundred meters, and pull the strings immediately!"

After two rounds of bombing, the control of the Feng soldiers' bodies had been replaced by adrenaline. There was no longer any fear of artillery fire in their eyes. All they had was the greed to rush to the enemy's position and grab a thousand dollars.

Regarding this situation, Sun Chuanfang, who had been observing the progress in the rear, was extremely excited while holding a telescope and could not help but sigh.

"If all our people had this kind of spirit, the Independence Army and the Fengbei Army would all be defeated!"

"That being said, it's really not easy to achieve this."

Wang Cheng folded his arms, as if nothing had happened. He glanced at the dozens of baskets of silver dollars with a painful look on his face, and said reluctantly.

"Two hundred thousand dollars, that's half a year's salary for a regiment, and it's paid out in one battle. If we keep fighting like this, what family can afford it?"

"A woman's view!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Chuanfang turned around and looked at the other party coldly, and retorted in an undisguised cold tone.

"Two hundred thousand is nothing. Just two hundred thousand is enough to mobilize the emotions of twenty thousand people. They charge forward like little wolves, howling. This money is totally worth it!"

"It only works in this first round. Even if you spend half a million or a million dollars in the future, it won't have the same effect!"

"Humph, five hundred thousand, one million? You're really generous!"

Wang Cheng snorted coldly, thinking that the other party was just talking without any concern.

It's easy to say, but you can just pay for the 200,000 dollars in cash yourself, why should you divert it from the military budget?

Furthermore, he had an extraordinary understanding of Feng's soldiers. The reason why they dared to charge at the risk of their lives this time was, firstly, because of Dayang's encouragement, secondly, because of the leading role of the officers' suicide squad, and the most important point was the third point, the supervision of the rear supervision team.

If any one of these three is missing, the current situation would not be possible.

"Don't be so petty. As long as this counterattack is successful, it's only a mere 200,000. A word from the superiors can wipe it out."

Sun Chuanfang didn't want to get into an argument with him at this time, so he tried to stay calm and appease this miser.

After all, future battles will still require the Central Plains garrison to fight in the front line. If the relationship between the generals of both sides becomes too tense, it will be difficult to command the people below.

"Just watch, don't take this group of people too seriously. They can't create much value at all."

Wang Cheng knew his group of veteran soldiers very well, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with it and spoke frankly in front of everyone.

"Commander Wang, now is the time for fierce fighting. Don't encourage others and destroy your own prestige!"

After hearing what he said, Sun Chuanfang scolded him with a cold face.

At the same time, he couldn't help cursing in his heart. The war was about to begin. Was this Wang Cheng mentally ill? He dared to say anything. The soldiers were fighting desperately, but you were just sitting in the back watching the excitement, and even said some discouraging words at this time.

Damn it!

……

buzzing...

At the front of the position, the tank battalion was dispatched. More than a dozen tanks were emitting black smoke and driving quickly towards the enemy with an overwhelming momentum.

Boom...Bang!!!

A shell was fired, raising a cloud of dust, and four or five soldiers were blown to pieces and died on the spot.

The officers of the suicide squad were also frightened when they saw this group of big guys, but when they thought of the supervision team behind them and the high pension after death, they gritted their teeth and took the lead in rushing forward.

"Brothers, blow up their tracks, and the rest of you keep charging forward!"

As they were talking, four or five officers climbed onto a tank, took out the grenades they carried with them, and planned to detonate them on the roof.

However, facing the 40 mm thick steel plate, ordinary grenades can't exert any destructive power at all. Even if they blow up the tracks, they can't stop the tank's offensive.

Boom boom boom...

The mortar unit in the rear was still bombarding, causing the officers who had finally climbed onto the tank to be accidentally shaken off and directly crushed into a pulp by the tank weighing dozens of tons.

"Go, brothers! Victory is just around the corner. If you charge forward, you'll get a thousand dollars. Fight for me!"

Seeing that the action against the tanks was unsuccessful, these red-eyed soldiers once again rushed towards the enemy position, all wanting to get the reward of one thousand dollars as soon as possible.

Da da da da da…

Dense bullets kept flying across the battlefield. At the front line of the Independence Army, dozens of light machine guns fired at the same time, continuously killing the enemy soldiers who were close at hand.

This scene made some officers who rushed forward feel confused and puzzled.

According to the previous firepower configuration, the independent army's front-line positions will definitely build several dense defense networks to prevent them from breaking up their own positions in one wave.

But what was going on today? Forget about the defensive nets, not even a single heavy machine gun was visible. The firepower configuration was completely different from before.

"Damn it, a thousand dollars, my thousand dollars is right in front of me!!"

At the critical moment, the soldiers below didn't care about so many things. With red eyes and excited expressions on their faces, they swarmed towards the trenches of the Independence Army like hungry wolves, their minds full of baskets of white oceans.

At this moment, the trenches stretching for three or four kilometers have been occupied by Feng's soldiers. As the number of people increases, the independent army soldiers crouch down and quickly retreat to the rear to attract more enemies to pursue them.

"Fuck, who else!!"

"Give me the money! Give me the money! One thousand dollars! I've never seen so much money in my life!!"

"Hahaha!! I'm rich!!!"

The Feng soldiers who rushed to the position did not continue to pursue the officers and soldiers of the 15th Division, but fell into a completely frenzied state. While cheering, they surrounded the officers around them and asked for money.

After experiencing several rounds of bombing and high-intensity mental pressure, the only thing that kept them rushing here was a thousand dollars.

Now that the target mission has been achieved, this group of people have no enemies in their eyes and only want to take back their rewards.

This was beyond everyone's expectations, including the Independence Army. They did not expect that the other side would stop attacking after occupying the position.

What the hell is this trick?