Chapter 66: The Offensive (1)

  But his reaction speed was fast, but not faster than the speed of the cannonball. Just as his command had just been issued, directing the soldiers to dismantle the three mortars in front of them. The second round of artillery shells flew over again, and more than a dozen soldiers who had just reacted from the shock were once again shrouded in smoke produced by the explosion.

  Finally, with the end of the third wave of explosions, the entire artillery position was left with only corpses and wounded soldiers. Only a few lucky soldiers who had not been injured were also stunned by the terrible scene in front of them. They stared blankly at the three mortars in front of them and the scattered limbs on the ground, unmoving no matter how loudly Feng Baotian shouted as he rushed over.

  "My goodness, it seems that heaven really doesn't want me to live anymore... Son, where are you now? Come and save your old man quickly..." Seeing the tragic scene in front of him, and thinking of the mortar in the hands of the Communist army, Feng Baotian couldn't help but feel a wave of panic, and he loudly shouted at heaven.

  "Rat-a-tat... Master, it's not good! The Red Army has started attacking..." Just a few minutes after the artillery fire was destroyed, a dense gunfire suddenly erupted at the gate of the courtyard. Then, the steward who was guarding the gate ran to Feng Baotian's face with a shotgun slung over his waist and reported in a panic.

  "Damn it, these Red Army men, you won't let me live, I won't let you have a good time either. Brothers, get your guns ready, today, kill one Communist soldier and be rewarded with ten big silver dollars. Let's go all out!" Hearing the voice of the house owner. Feng Baotian steeled himself, pulled out a small handgun, and loudly commanded the dozens of bodyguards behind him. He turned around and ran towards the entrance of the courtyard where the sound of gunfire was already deafening.

  When Feng Baotian climbed up to the artillery tower, the first tentative attack by the Special Service Regiment had already been repelled by a burst of gunfire from the guards on the wall. On the empty ground below the wall, four or five bodies of Red Army soldiers were scattered about.

  "Brothers, you're doing great! I now issue an order: today, for every Communist soldier killed, a reward of 10 big yuan will be given. I, Feng Ba Tian, am a man of my word. But if anyone dares to retreat without permission, don't blame me for not having eyes on the bullets in my hand." Seeing that the Red Army's first attack had been repelled by his own guards, Feng Ba Tian's confidence was restored once again, and he seized this advantageous opportunity to loudly command all his guards.

  "Thank you, Master Feng. Today, we will definitely let these Communist troops taste the power of our Feng family's guards." Upon hearing the generous reward, the guards who were lying at the shooting holes next to the wall, one by one revealed their greedy eyes and loudly began to express their loyalty.

  "Battalion commander, I didn't expect the Feng family's firepower to be so fierce. Just now's attack had at least six light machine guns. Damn it, really didn't think that a probing attack would still cause five or six casualties among our soldiers, what a loss." Looking at the bodies of the five fallen soldiers in front of him, Deputy Battalion Commander Guo Chengzhu felt a pang of regret.

  "Alright, don't be discouraged. Let the guards in the courtyard taste the power of our special forces. Order the artillery platoon to fire two volleys into the courtyard, all light and heavy machine guns to provide cover, and the sniper platoon to control the two watchtowers. First Company, Fourth Platoon, bring up the explosives package and prepare to launch a tank assault." Zhang Hua shouted loudly.

  "Yes, Battalion Commander..." As soon as Zhang Hua's order was given, a series of dull sounds immediately rang out from the artillery position not far behind him. Immediately afterwards, a string of explosions came from the front yard of the Feng family compound, accompanied by the mournful cries of the guards. After two rounds of cannon fire, more than 40 of the 300 guards stationed in the front yard were lost. However, although the other guards were also filled with fear, they could only tremble and guard their own shooting holes under the muzzles of dozens of rifles held by Feng Baotian's personal bodyguards.

  The light and heavy machine guns opened fire immediately, preparing to attack... The dense gunfire sounded. More than a dozen machine guns fired accurately at the top of the courtyard wall, suppressing more than 100 guards who were lying on the wall. However, for the guards hiding behind fist-sized shooting holes, more than a dozen heavy machine guns were powerless.

  Along with the light and heavy machine guns, more than a dozen rifles fired. In a chaotic burst of rifle fire, on two gun towers, six machine gunners who had just fired for less than half a minute were all shot in the head and fell into a pool of blood. Just as the deputy shooter had raised his gun barrel and fired less than half a magazine of bullets, he also fell into a pool of blood amidst the sharp crackling of gunfire.

  Soon, more than a dozen bodies fell in the narrow corridor, while the three light machine guns in the artillery tower could not fire continuously under the precise shooting of six or seven snipers.

  "Fourth squad, start attacking...". Seeing that the enemy's firepower had been completely suppressed by himself. Only a few shooting holes, from time to time, shot out bursts of rifle bullets. Zhang Hua loudly commanded against the two eight immortal tables that had already been prepared. Soon, he saw the two eight immortal tables slowly moving over the trenches dug by the soldiers under the movement of a squad of soldiers, moving towards the Feng family compound outside the white rice field.

  "Old master, it's not good! The Red Army has started to attack..." Seeing the two eight immortals tables constantly moving forward. A small team leader guarding the courtyard wall shouted loudly at Feng Baotian behind him.

  "Hurry, open fire, aim at the two tables and open fire, must not let them get close to the wall, hurry, open fire!" When Feng Ba Tian poked his head out, he saw the two Eight Immortals' tables constantly getting closer to the wall. He couldn't help but be shocked, and loudly commanded the surrounding guards.

  Under Feng Bao Tian's command, the muzzles of all the shooting holes were almost entirely aimed at two slowly moving Eight Immortals tables. However, what made these guards feel surprised was that although their bullets kept shooting into the table, the entire Eight Immortals table did not suffer any damage and continued to advance forward.

  "My goodness, what's going on? Why can't the bullets move...?" Seeing the almost invulnerable Eight Immortals' tables, the guards who were lying on the courtyard wall became speechless and turned into mere targets. And in that instant, two of the Eight Immortals' tables had already approached to within twenty meters of the courtyard wall, needing only a brief ten-odd seconds to collide with the wall.

  "What are you still dazing about, quickly, fire the gun.... Ah, right, hand grenades, throw all the hand grenades at them, use hand grenades to blow..." Suddenly discovering that Tang Ding's body had hand grenades, Feng Ba Tian became excited and loudly commanded the surrounding guards.

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