Chapter 67 Attack and Defense

Style: Historical Author: Ghosts never get lostWords: 2021Update Time: 24/01/11 17:15:41
The time before the attack was always as long as years. Francois got up at four o'clock, and then he paced the room repeatedly. It was not until the orderly who came to deliver breakfast knocked on the door that he seemed to wake up. .

"Notify each squadron commander to act according to the scheduled plan after breakfast!"

Francois did not organize his men according to firepower like Shepard did. He removed all the light and heavy firepower from the team and formed a team directly under his own, leaving only the light infantry for his men. And these more than 300 people, He was divided into six squadrons.

Among them, the 1st, 2nd, 3rd and 4th were composed of Frenchmen and some Germans, considered Francois's elite, while the 5th and 6th were mercenaries from Belgium, the Netherlands, Low Countries, Sweden, Finland and other countries. These mercenaries were Ek Although everyone eats from the same pot, there are still various conflicts. White French people discriminate against black French people, and then everyone looks down on the colonial people. Northern and Western Europe look down on each other, and then everyone looks down on the French. We can only To say that there was no fight, it was already considered a good idea for François.

Therefore, these people must not be mixed together when fighting, they can only be allowed to act separately.

Francois's combat plan was divided into two stages. He named the high slopes with a drop of more than 100 meters on both sides of the valley as High Slope No. 1 and High Slope No. 2. The first stage of the combat plan was Divide your forces to capture these two places.

Among the No. 1 and No. 2 high slopes, the No. 1 high slope has a gentler slope and a larger area. Coupled with the wide view, it is not only the focus of defense, but also the first place Francois wants to capture.

He sent his best No. 1 and 2 squadrons to capture the No. 1 high slope, with the No. 3 and 4 squadrons as reserves, and then Ek's two squadrons were responsible for the No. 2 high slope, because it was closer to the forest, but because the terrain was steeper, So Francois's order to them was not to grab them to the death, but to get as close to the top of the slope as possible. He would help get the No. 2 slope after taking down the No. 1 slope.

In order to boost morale and inspire people, Francois also asked someone to bring out a huge box before starting the attack.

Then, he kicked the box down, and the banknotes inside rolled out.

"This is 100,000 yuan. The first one to rush up the hillside alive can take it directly! For those who die, United Mining will cover everyone's pension!"

While Francois was giving lectures to his mercenaries, the black mercenaries led by Sacral were carefully eliminating the traps set by the Shadow Company in the forest. This was their task. Because they were too dangerous, Francois specifically increased the salary of the black mercenaries, adding one thousand Congolese francs a day, which was less than four dollars.

After eliminating the trap, these black mercenaries who had not eaten breakfast had to be the first to rush to the Shadow Company's defensive position. Francois also offered a high price, and if he successfully rushed up, he would get 50,000 Congolese francs. This money may be good for a black mercenary, but compared to the white people behind him, it seems so different, but Sack can't do anything about it.

He remembered Osaba's words, but he could not refuse Francois's order. He could only give instructions to his men. As long as the other party fired, everyone would run back. After all, he could not afford to offend either side.

After confirming that most of the traps were lifted, Sack asked someone to send a message to the rear. Soon, more than a hundred mercenaries wearing green camouflage arrived on trucks, and behind the trucks, they also dragged Francois's field soldier. gun.

The firing positions had already been dug. The artillerymen unloaded the artillery and pushed it into positions twenty meters apart. Then the artillerymen adjusted their posture and calculated the data based on the data they had already measured, while the mercenaries also used skirmishers. The formation spread out into the forest, and after joining the black mercenaries, the leading French officer immediately waved his arm.

Immediately, on a hillside about more than 300 meters wide, more than a hundred black mercenaries spread out front and back, left and right, with a distance of about five or six meters between each person, and charged towards the hillside with their bodies lowered.

However, the Shadow Company PMCs on the hillside seemed to be asleep and did not react at all. The black mercenaries lowered their bodies and rushed over 600 meters, then over 500 meters, until they were almost 400 meters away from the defensive line. Finally, there were sporadic gunshots.

The black mercenaries who rushed at the front immediately lowered their bodies again, trying to avoid the fire, but they soon discovered that the bullets did not seem to hit them. It was not until someone inadvertently looked behind them that they discovered that those in line were Many of the last friendly troops had fallen, and at this moment, they just woke up from a dream.

The leading black mercenaries immediately turned around and ran in the direction they came from. When passing by the wounded, they did not forget to lend a hand. Soon they withdrew back into the forest, while the French mercenaries who directed the battle looked at those who were dragged back. The wounded man also kept scolding his mother.

"In less than three minutes, eight were killed and seventeen were seriously injured. How many snipers were there on the other side? Did any of you see their positions?"

The answer was frustrating. They were at the bottom of the hillside, and the bullets came from the top of the hillside. They could not see the sniper's position at all. As a last resort, the commander could only order Sack's men to charge again.

In this charge, the black mercenaries were not as brisk as the first time. Everyone tried to distance themselves from others as much as possible, lowered their bodies as much as possible, and even slowed down a lot.

This time, the sniper attack from the top of the hillside started from a position of 600 meters. The precision shooters with new six-power optical sights were like target shooting, tilting their bullets towards the attacker from a high position.

However, after more than a dozen gunshots, the black mercenaries once again retreated with a few wounded people, and this time, the mercenaries down the hillside finally saw some movement.

"These Yankees are really nice guys, but our guys are even better!"

After confirming the location of the sniper, the mercenary commander immediately picked up the map and marked it, and then used a walkie-talkie to pass the message to the artilleryman who had been waiting outside the forest. The latter had a map in his hand, and after comparing the data Afterwards, a middle-aged officer wearing glasses immediately loudly passed the coordinates of the bombardment to each artillery piece.

After confirming the coordinates, the artillerymen immediately began to perform their duties and cooperated closely. The shells were stuffed into the barrel, and then there was a roar.

Then a roaring sound came, and then everyone saw a flash of fire and rising smoke in the distance.

Then feedback from the front arrived quickly.

"The distance is too far to the west, more than a hundred meters away. You are blasting those useless mines!"