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

"What's going on? Where did the enemy come from?"

In the center of the camp, in the brightly lit main tent, Wu Zhongwen angrily lifted the curtain and looked at the crowd fleeing in panic and chaos. He immediately took out the pistol from his waist and fired a series of warning shots.

Bang bang bang! !

The noisy and chaotic scene calmed down a little with his three gunshots. The soldiers who were running around all stopped and looked back at the main tent not far away.

"Everyone, don't panic. Organize a counterattack quickly. They're launching a surprise attack at this time just to take advantage of the chaos and disperse our team. As long as everyone holds their ground, nothing will happen!"

Wu Zhongwen had a serious expression on his face and stabilized the situation with just a few words.

"Captain of the First Battalion, take your men and guard the main gate. We absolutely cannot give the Independence Army a chance to break in."

"Second Battalion Commander, fire flares, quickly activate the backup power supply, and quickly establish a defensive position!"

"It's the boss!"

Everyone responded in unison and hurried to their respective posts.

Da da da da da…

Outside the camp, the dense gunfire was more intense than the firecrackers during the New Year, and the shouts and screams were approaching one after another, forcing the guards to retreat and move towards Wu Zhongwen, whispering persuasion.

"Boss Wu, let's go quickly. The situation is chaotic now. We have no idea how many enemies there are. This place is too dangerous. You can't stay here any longer."

"Leave? How?" Wu Zhongwen snorted coldly, looking at the fire still burning not far away, and cursed angrily: "The soldiers are fighting desperately. If I leave now, how can I face them in the future!"

"Mr. Wu, you should leave first. I'm afraid this group of people is coming for you."

The guard company commander surrounded him and tried to persuade him anxiously.

"If something happens to you, no one can take the responsibility."

"Believe me, this attack by the Independence Army was extremely accidental and was definitely not aimed at me."

Wu Zhongwen was absolutely certain of his guess, a slight smile appeared in his slightly narrowed eyes, and he joked.

"If they really want to capture me, this firepower configuration is a bit shabby."

As a seasoned commander who has fought many battles, Old Wu is well aware of all the situations in war.

Just by the sound of gunfire, he could quickly and accurately deduce the approximate size of the enemy force.

Today's sudden attack was most likely caused by the slackness of the soldiers on guard, which allowed the enemy to sneak up on us without anyone noticing.

Judging from the current situation, this group of enemies obviously wants to kill two birds with one stone, obtain some intelligence, and take the opportunity to make a fortune.

If the other party really came to capture him, the shells would have rained down on the camp long ago.

After all, with his status and influence in Feng's army, no matter how much Zhang Ye despised them, he would never try to take him down with such a small force.

"Notify the 103rd Regiment on the right to come to support us immediately. I will kill as many as come tonight!"

After a brief thought, Wu Zhongwen quickly issued new combat orders.

Now that we have encountered them, there is no reason to let them leave. The next position is only about ten minutes away from here. By then, the two sides will form a siege, and this small group of independent troops will have no chance of escape.

"It's Mr. Wu!"

The guard company commander nodded quickly, and before leaving, he pointed at the two soldiers beside him and gave an order.

"Take Mr. Wu to the tent in the back. If even a hair falls, we'll hold you accountable!"

"Don't worry about me, hurry up and pass the message!"

Wu Zhongwen drove him away impatiently.

These little bastards really think he is a powerless civilian cadre.

When Old Wu was charging into battle, these people were probably peeing and playing in the mud somewhere.

……

Da da da da da…

At the gate of the camp, dense rain of bullets pierced the darkness like meteors. Relying on the powerful fire suppression capability of the DL-19 submachine gun, Zhang Ye and others quickly occupied the enemy's front-line outposts and were desperately launching an attack on the gate.

"Grenade, grenade, blow open the front hole for me!"

Following a rough shout, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen grenades fell rapidly towards the gate of Feng’s camp.

Boom boom boom! !

The grenade exploded, temporarily suppressing the opposing heavy machine gun fire point.

It was also at this moment that Zhang Ye, regardless of the pulling of the people around him, climbed out of the pit again and took the lead in charging towards the gate which was less than a hundred meters away.

Seeing the Marshal so brave, the guards behind him were like they were injected with chicken blood and rushed forward with all their strength.

Bang bang bang! !

The dull sound passed through the sky like thunder, rushing towards the charging Independence Army.

“Get down!!”

Lu Shan reacted quickly, holding down Zhang Ye's shoulders and throwing himself on him.

boom!

A shell suddenly exploded on their right side. In an instant, the earth shook, as if the whole world was shaken by this powerful force.

Zhang Ye, lying on the ground, felt as if his head was hit hard by an invisible hammer. The severe pain almost made him faint.

The scene before his eyes began to blur, the world was spinning, and he felt as if his head was about to split open. The pain was unbearable, and sharp and piercing tinnitus filled his ears, as if countless steel needles were piercing him at the same time, causing him great pain.

"Where's the gunner? Take out the heavy machine gun at the door!"

Lu Shan, who had extensive battlefield experience, pointed at the heavy machine gun at the entrance of the camp that was constantly spewing flames and shouted.

They couldn't eliminate that firing point, so it was impossible for them to rush up in a short time.

In the rear, the artillerymen who received the order held the mortar in their arms, found a hard ground, fixed the bracket in a few seconds, aimed at the firing point in front, and began to load without hesitation.

At the same time, the third company commander, who had just blown up the arsenal, mixed in with the enemy crowd, holding a bundle of explosives in his arms, wandering back and forth. In a daze, he actually touched the enemy's temporary mortar position.

Looking at the enemy in front of him who were constantly adjusting their angles and preparing for a second bombing, the boy gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, immediately ignited the explosives in his arms and threw them out without mercy.

"Hurry, hurry, those bastards are coming soon, start the second reload!"

At this moment, the artillerymen who were busy adjusting the angle had not noticed anything unusual around them. When they were about to start the second bombing, they found that a bundle of burning explosives had appeared in the ammunition box at some point.

When he saw that the fuse was about to burn out and the surrounding area was full of shells, the artillery platoon leader looked at the camp gate with despair and let out an angry roar.

"Fuck your grandma!"

boom!

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, and more than a dozen mortars along with more than 20 artillerymen were immediately engulfed in the flames. The powerful shock wave overturned the nearby guard post and hit the heavy machine gun position at the gate right on the spot.