Sign language and ventriloquism are an indispensable part of special operations in war. Although Xiao Letian has not received such training, he has never eaten pork before and has seen pigs running away. A little reminder will naturally have smart people under his command. Got it.
Originally, this thing wasn't that difficult. Men who work in the green forest all know that each sect has its own code sign language, and even bandits from various places have their own incisions. In fact, these are all leftovers from the Chinese ancestors.
Jianghu incision is definitely more than enough for special forces sign language. Complex ventriloquism is far more extensive and profound than ordinary ventriloquism. Therefore, China has many good things since ancient times, but no one has selected them for popularization.
The defenders of the fort received Ye Qiu's clear instructions. Dozens of grease-soaked torches rolled towards the open space and soon illuminated the attacker's southern position.
The firelight is the command, and the enemy's figure in the firelight is the target. The silent sniper doesn't say a word, just silently pulls the trigger.
"No... there's an enemy attack..." Before a French sergeant could finish shouting, a bullet penetrated his temple and hit the ground on the spot like a heavy hammer.
"Look... there are no figures at all to the south. There are no figures in the light of gunfire. These are ghost soldiers..." As soon as he said the word "ghost soldiers", a bullet pierced into his heart with a thud like a defeat. .
"It's not a ghost soldier, that's not a ghost soldier... It must be Xiao Letian's marksman. Their marksman came out of the city..." The panicked Eight Banners soldiers began to fire towards the south, one after another with rifles.
The French army who was lying on the ground to take cover was also puzzled. The enemy's gunfire was only more than fifty meters away from them. How could there be no trace of a human figure at all? What tactic is this?
"Lie down, everyone lie down...send three hundred people to cover it from the west. I believe it is definitely not a ghost..."
This is really nonsense. Of course Xiao Letian's snipers are not ghosts. They are just wearing very simple camouflage clothes.
This kind of camouflage clothing is also very simple to make. Countless dead branches and leaves are glued to the large mesh fishing net, and they are hidden in the wilderness in the dark. It is really difficult for people with eyes lower than Douban to spot their whereabouts.
"When you move, you must change the position of the three guns...Strictly observe the shooting discipline..." Ye Qiu didn't even say a word, and his soldiers had already started to move.
Shooting once and changing places is a way to make it difficult to locate the enemy in the dark. After all, guns do not have silencers yet, and the sparks from the muzzle are very bright in the dark. Shooting in one place for a long time can easily reveal the location.
The French army and the Eight Banners disciples had seen this kind of fighting style before. They only heard countless foreign objects moving in the darkness on the opposite side. The rifles fired fast and densely. It seemed like hundreds of elites were ambushing somewhere.
Of course, there were also disharmonious scenes in the battle. Tian Erdan and Ma Hui had not gone through any sniper training at all. They had not even been trained in night shooting. When they were soldiers in the Green Camp, they knew that March 8th would start, and they would bring three soldiers with them every month. Kazuchi's days were what they called shooting training.
The military equipment in the late Qing Dynasty was famously derelict. In fact, one person could not even touch three guns in the so-called shooting. In the view of the commander, the more training he had, the more money he would spend. Money was needed to buy gunpowder and lead bullets. Once the troops were trained, they had to spend more money. Meals are not allowed to be spent anywhere.
If soldiers are not trained, they are no different from ordinary people. In this sniper battle, Tian Erdan, Ma Hui and others caused trouble. They were just wandering around in camouflage clothes, and they could not load bullets to discredit them.
"Sir...sir..." Erdan was so useless that he almost cried, "What should I do? Who can teach me what should I do?"
"Idiot, just follow me. What you want now is to learn... Oh my god..." Ye Qiu and Erdan still didn't have a tacit understanding of their cooperation. Just when Ye Qiu was about to change positions, Erdan's pace was completely different. He didn't keep up, and Ye Qiu stumbled as soon as he tripped.
"Sir, I'm sorry..." At that moment, Erdan's servility overflowed again. As soon as he supported Ye Qiu, he almost subconsciously wanted to kneel down.
Ye Qiu suddenly felt a chill in his lower back. It was the consciousness of a sniper on the battlefield. He knew that he had been exposed.
"Idiot, get down quickly..." Ye Qiu used the momentum of his stagger to turn around and throw Tian Erdan to the ground. At the same time, the veteran of the French army seized the opportunity and half-knelt down. One shot.
The noise that Tian Erdan just made was really too loud, and it had already exposed his position. The veterans who had passed the law were not the Eight Banners dudes, and their military quality could not be said to be better.
With the sound of a gunshot, Ye Qiu threw Erdan to the ground, and the bullet accurately hit Ye Qiu's butt, making him tremble with pain.
"Well... damn..." Ye Qiu, who was shot, endured the pain and rolled over with Erdan into a dry water diversion channel. At that moment, three more bullets hit the soil in front of them. Xuan was hit on the forehead.
"I'm sorry... I did something wrong, sir, I'm sorry..." The soldiers trained by the Manchu Qing Dynasty were so servile, and I don't blame them for this. It was the consequences of hundreds of years of rule.
"Keep your voice down, do you still want to attract the enemy... Just load the bullets for me, and you don't have to worry about the rest..." Ye Qiu held the rifle and crawled forward in the water diversion channel with pain, while Er Dan followed behind him. There were tears in Cang's eyes.
"What a good commander, what a good commander. There are actually commanders in the world who can protect the big soldiers... Even if I sell my life to the commander..." Erdan swore secretly in his heart.
Ye Qiu had no time to care about what Er Dan was thinking. He was kneeling in the aqueduct and staring at the enemy in the distance. Now that the light of the torch had gradually dimmed, he had to hurry up if he wanted to expand his victory.
"Load bullets for me..." Ye Qiu whispered, and the rifle in Erdan's hand was handed over, and the empty gun in Ye Qiu's hand was also handed over.
There was a muffled sound, and a bullet pounced towards the enemy. Then without another word, Tian Erdan handed over the loaded rifle again. This went on and on, and the two of them cooperated quite tacitly.
Although the battle situation was chaotic, it did not last long. It only took about fifteen minutes from the sound of gunshots to the time Ye Qiu was injured. At this time, the Dagukou Fort also began to counterattack. From the high slope of the fort, Green soldiers kept firing into the darkness. No matter whether they could hit the enemy or not, it looked very lively anyway.
It turns out that Tian Erdan is not just someone who causes trouble. His outstanding eyes once again played a huge role. When the battle was at its most intense, he stretched out his hand to pull Ye Qiu's trousers.
"Sir...look to our left, which is the northwest...another group of enemies has been spotted..."
Of course Ye Qiu believed Er Dan's eyes. He even took out two grenades from his backpack and threw them in the direction Er Dan pointed out, regardless of the wound on his butt.
"Brothers, be careful on the west side..." There were two loud bangs, and there was a scream in the west side. At this time, the snipers lit up the torches one by one, and threw them to the west side at the risk of being shot.
These sneak attack enemy troops could no longer hide. The snipers once again began to shift positions and move to the west, focusing their firepower on the sneak attack enemies.
Now that the battle is over, the French commander is also getting angry. Although this group of snipers is hateful, the number of them has finally been estimated. There are only thirty people in total. The French commander also risked his life for the final victory.
"Everyone is here, charge towards the fort... Don't worry about these shooters, there are not enough of them. As long as our charge reaches a large scale, we can take down the fort... kill them..."
The French soldiers finally began to work hard. They led the elite Eight Banners to form a solid square formation, and began to rush toward the fort with a unified pace, completely ignoring the rain of bullets fired from the flanks by snipers.
"Elites of the Qing Dynasty, there is a fort a hundred meters ahead. Don't worry about your flanks. One charge is enough at such a short distance... For the sake of your Majesty the Emperor, charge..."
The Eight Banners athletes selected by Mailer this time were all very loyal and a bit stubborn. As soon as they heard that the French had raised their own emperor, they all rushed forward as if they had been given blood.
"Long live...Long live your Majesty..." This group of crazy soldiers didn't care about the rain of bullets coming from the south. They completely ignored the death of their comrades beside them. Their eyes were on the brightly lit Dagukou Fort.
"Kill up... His Majesty will hold a celebration banquet for us... Occupy the fort, adjust the cannon to bombard Xiao Letian..." The black tide rushed to the edge of the fort in an instant.
Ye Qiu and the others were also crazy. They no longer cared about hiding their figures. They stood up one by one and drove towards the enemy wave desperately. But after all, there were only more than thirty snipers, and they faced a thousand The Manchurian-French coalition forces of more than 300 people were simply not enough.
At this time, Tian Erdan and Ma Hui were already crying. Of course they knew the quality of the fort defenders. They wanted to fight against this group of tiger and wolf troops, which was completely different.
"Sir, what should I do? The fort can't stand it any longer... We understand our brothers. They will fire cannons from far away. They don't even fire their muskets a few times. They simply can't stand it..."
"Moreover...and we have never fought hand-to-hand combat. They will definitely not be able to withstand it. Please, sir, please think of a way..."
Pang Chaoyun, who had been silent all this time, suddenly burst out, "What should I do? What can I do... When it comes to life and death, I have to step in. How can I let the enemy kill me in vain?"
"Brothers from the Green Camp, think about your parents, wives and children, think about your brothers and sisters, even if it is for your own sake, you are treated as a grandson... Hold on, you must hold on... Even if it is for your own lives, We must continue to resist..."
"These French devils and dog Tatars will not take prisoners... They all want to kill you nine tribes. Can't you see through it? They just want to kill you..."
Pang Chaoyun's desperate roar finally woke up the fort defenders. At that moment, the entire Dagukou fort was filled with thunderous killing sounds that shook the surrounding areas.
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