2649 Pocket Formation Massacre

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Wang Chen, who was deep in the forest, was dumbfounded. "My dear, have you been fooled? Are they all rushing in? How arrogant a commander must be to give such an order!"

"I was going to take a detour and tie my pockets, but they all rushed in!"

Of course he doesn't know the pride of the French Army in this era. These are all bad habits caused by Napoleon I! In their hearts, the army will always be the strongest in France.

Not to mention using more to defeat less, even if you use less to defeat more, you will not retreat even half a step!

Not to mention that they are the proud Queen's Cavalry Regiment. Their performance is related to the dignity of Queen Eugenie!

One after another, the horses rushed into the forest, passing between the tall trees. In their hearts, the strange soldiers fleeing in front of them were a group of rabbits that could be hunted!

"Charge! Annihilate them... what the hell did the Prussians do?"

"Shoot! Kill them..."

Bang bang... The cavalryman held a gun with one hand on horseback, and the bullets shot at the attacker wearing camouflage clothes.

But how accurate can you be if you hold a gun with one hand? Coupled with the fact that the camouflage clothes had been affecting their sight, these bullets flew around and hit none of them except for biting the shoulder of one unlucky guy.

"Damn! Draw your knife... hack them to death! Attack..."

Swipe, swipe, swipe... There was a bright light of swords in the dense forest, and more than a hundred cavalry raised their sabers high, increasing their horse speed and galloping forward.

Forty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters...these attackers wearing ghost clothes are getting closer and closer. The cavalry can't help but lick their lips excitedly, as if they can drink the enemy's blood in the next second. Same.

Bang... Bang... Bang...

At this moment, a monotonous but rhythmic gunfire suddenly sounded deep in the forest, and then someone in the cavalry team was shot and fell to the ground.

Xilulu's horses screamed and fell to the ground, and some even broke their legs. The soldier who was shot had a big gash between his eyebrows and died before he could even scream.

Bang bang bang... After the sound of gunfire passed, twelve cavalrymen fell off their horses and died, and the entire charging formation was completely disrupted!

"Is there an ambush? The enemy has an ambush... God, what kind of gunman is this? How can he be so accurate!"

The cavalry of the Guards are cuirassiers. Their upper bodies have stamped steel plate armor to protect their torsos. These are high-strength steel, stamped into two pieces and then buckled together to form a solid defense.

There is also a steel-stamped patterned helmet on the head of the cavalry to protect most of the head, with only the face exposed. This kind of armor has very good defense against ordinary bullets.

In this era, artillery was always the only way to restrain cavalry. As for infantry rifle shooting, it never posed a serious threat.

The French cuirassiers have proven their powerful combat effectiveness time and time again in Crimea, North Africa, and North America. Whenever these cavalry begin to charge, the enemy's first few waves of bullets can only harvest some unlucky ones. , most cavalry can rush in front of the enemy.

As long as the cavalry disrupts the enemy's formation, it is impossible for the clumsy bayonet to defeat the dexterous saber!

But what happened today completely shattered the arrogant illusions of these cavalrymen. More than a dozen comrades fell off their horses, and all of them were shot in the face. None of them were even seriously injured!

"Disperse...the enemy must have sharpshooters! But there won't be many such sharpshooters! Rush in and kill them all..."

Before the company commander finished speaking, Wang Chen, who was hiding deep in the jungle, issued an order: "Everyone fire! Kill these bastards! Snipers block their retreat..."

"Hahaha... Grandpa will teach you how to behave today!"

Bang bang bang... Wang Chen's men set up a V-shaped shooting formation in the dense forest. The soldiers on both sides relied on the precise firepower of Mauser rifles and the defensive power of camouflage clothing to start harvesting lives.

These cavalrymen were in bad luck. Every bullet fired by the sniper was able to focus on the vital points and kill them with one hit. The other infantrymen were more cunning and directly attacked the horses. Each of the warhorses was shot and screamed and fell to the ground. Many cavalrymen's thigh bones were broken. They were all crushed by war horses!

"Where are the enemies? Where are these enemies!" the cavalry company commander shouted angrily, but he could only judge the general location through the enemy's bullets, but could not directly see the attackers.

Looking around, the entire forest is spinning, with dots of light scattered in the green canopy. It is impossible to find the figure of the attacker in the chaotic colors.

The Chinese camouflage uniforms and camouflage cloaks have completely integrated them into the environment. These French troops have been stunned!

In just over ten minutes of fighting, this group of dazed French troops left more than fifty dead and wounded. None of the remaining ones dared to stay on their horses. They all jumped off their horses and looked for cover in thick tree trunks. Own.

Bang bang bang... Bullets were flying randomly in the forest. The panicked cavalry leaned against the century-old tree, barely finding a sense of security.

But just when he mustered up the courage to turn his head and lean out to shoot, his action was discovered by a sniper hiding in the canopy of a tree more than a hundred meters away.

The scope was put around his neck and he shot without hesitation. One hundred meters is the most powerful range for a sniper. Chinese snipers are not trained with tens of thousands of bullets. If they miss again at this distance , I guess I would have to wipe my neck with shame.

The bullet spun and flew out of the muzzle, and with a pop, it penetrated the neck of the French soldier who was trying to fight back, and directly made a gap as big as a bowl.

The artery was cut off at once, and all the blood in the cavity spurted out. The French company commander who was hiding next to him was sprayed all over his head and face.

Now he finally knew the fear. Seeing the soldiers falling softly to the ground, he no longer dared to fight. Facing these devil-like soldiers, he could only order a retreat.

"Crossfire defense... Everyone evacuate this forest... What kind of evil ghost is this? Where did this ghost thing come from..." His tone trembled as he shouted.

It was easy to come in but difficult to escape. As soon as the last fifty or so remaining French troops took action, they saw more than a dozen black lumps suddenly flying over from the left and right wings!

Boom boom boom... The high-explosive gun exploded in the forest, with air waves mixed with fragments flying back and forth!

Dong-dong-dong... The tree trunk was nailed with *shards!

Dang... Dang... the metal fragments hit the cavalry's breastplate, making a crisp sound and sparks!

"Ah! My eyes...eyes..." The blood-stained cavalryman held his face and rolled on the ground in pain!

The elites were indeed elites. After being beaten like this, they actually didn't leave their comrades behind. They dragged their injured brothers and ran out of the forest together!

Back all the way! Blood all the way! Corpses all the way!

"Want to leave? It's not that easy... The first group of brothers who just led you into the pocket have already passed by in a roundabout way. Now that the pocket is stuck, you, even Daluo Jinxian, can't even think of escaping!"