America 1881: Legend of the West

Chapter 565: River Valley Ambush
Lieutenant Gomez was dissatisfied with his commander's decision.

There were only hundreds of half-dead mud-legged people, and ten people couldn't make up five decent guns. They were half-starved to death in the mountains and at the seaside, and they had to set out overnight to lead the people to encircle and suppress them.

I heard that a group of Spanish soldiers guarding the city went out of the city without authorization and were killed by the group.

Colonel Francis judged that the group of rebels stationed near the fishing village did it, so he decided to go out to suppress the bandits as soon as possible.

The army was divided into three groups and marched towards the fishing village from three directions.

Although it is said to be a large army, it is actually not many. There are thousands of people, and most of them are still guarding the port of Santiago to prevent sneak attacks by other rebels.

According to the colonel's wishes, more than a thousand people were enough to surround this Chinese force of several hundred, which was not considered the main force in the rebel army.

As long as these people are blocked at the beach, they will be unable to fly and wait to go to the sea to feed the fish.

Lieutenant Gomez led one of these three troops.

He was also dissatisfied because Colonel Francis sent him a reporter with the army.

The reporter's name was Garcia, from Spain. The colonel asked him to record how his heroic army suppressed the Cuban rebels.

Gomez knew the man from his days in Spain.

This kind of person is very troublesome.

There was a lot of nonsense along the way, asking this and that but not saying anything.

You have to protect his safety, and you can't do anything too outrageous to prevent him from talking nonsense after returning home.

After all, Spain’s military and liberal government have never been able to pee in the same pot.

Gomez and his troops set out early in the morning and walked for about three or four hours before arriving at a river valley north of the fishing village.

In front of the river is a hillside with jungle mixed with rocks.

"What a bunch of idiots." Lieutenant Gomez dismounted, walked to the river, squatted down, and washed his face with river water.

He raised his head and glanced at the scorching sun hanging in the sky. Within a second, he felt his eyes hurt and quickly lowered his head.

Cuba is located in the tropics, and it is summer all year round. Especially in the wild, the sun is unbearable.

"Damn it, a bunch of gentlemen are hiding in a big house in San Diego, drinking, eating ice cream and playing with women, but I want to go to this stupid place to suppress bandits, damn it!"

Gomez cursed and stood up.

The adjutant behind him heard his curse and quickly handed over a round yellow-green guava.

Gomez took out his dagger and sliced ​​open the top of the fruit, revealing the pink flesh inside.

The lieutenant began to eat the guava like a pig.

"Sir, shall we continue moving forward?" the adjutant who handed him the fruit asked, "We should not be far from our destination here. If I remember correctly, the arrival time agreed with the other two troops should be around two o'clock in the afternoon."

"What a hurry! Let everyone go into the jungle to rest for a while. We have been traveling for so long." Gomez replied angrily while eating fruit, "Let them fight first, we will go later."

"Lieutenant, it's so hot in Cuba."

A reporter named Garcia walked over.

He was a little fat and held a handkerchief in his hand to wipe his sweat.

"Hey, Mr. Reporter, it's not the rainy season. If it's the rainy season, you'll really see how bad this damn place is."

Gomez glanced at Garcia sideways and said.

"Anyway, if it's the rainy season, I wouldn't be willing to march in such a densely wooded place even if I were killed."

"Muddy roads, damn mosquitoes, and dengue fever. If you get infected, you may die. It's very dangerous for civilized people like you, Mr. Reporter, with delicate skin and tender flesh."

Garcia heard the teasing in Gomez's words.

He glanced at the latter's epaulettes and said in a sinister tone:
"Mr. Lieutenant, if I remember correctly, when you were in Spain, you were still a sergeant. I didn't expect that now you have come out and made a fortune."

Instead of being angry, Gomez was happy.

He patted his epaulette quite proudly:
"Hey, you're asking. First I went to the Philippines and slaughtered a bunch of East Asian monkeys. Then I came to Cuba and slaughtered a bunch of black-skinned monkeys."

"Thank you to the Virgin Mary for giving me these opportunities. If I had said that killing monkeys would lead to promotion, I would have applied to leave Spain."

"Lieutenant, hey, Mr. Reporter, do you know what this means? I have more than 400 people listening to my orders. I think back then."

Just as Gomez looked over his shoulder with pride and boasted to reporters, he didn't know that there were several people staring at him in the jungle not far away.

"This person should be the leader."

Chen Jianqiu leaned behind a tree and put down the telescope in his hand.

Beside him, Camilla was half-crouching, holding a rifle in her hand, with the barrel resting on the stone in front of her.

This sniper rifle was modified from the Roswell 1888.

Roswell Ordnance Factory craftsmen used electric stamping machines and cold forging processes to produce its main parts, and innovatively used spot welding techniques in some places.

A removable semicircular sight guard is installed on the gun body. The front sight can be adjusted for windage, and the rear sight is adjustable from 100 meters to 2000 meters in increments of every 100 meters.

At the same time, a six-fold optical sight is also installed on the gun.

Different from the previous scopes whose length is almost as long as the gun body, this scope has a relatively low frame, and the aiming baseline is close to that of the mechanical sight, and it does not affect the loading of bullets with bridge bullets.

At this moment, Camilla was also observing the same target as Chen Jianqiu diagonally below through the scope.

"He's a lieutenant." Camilla's red lips opened slightly.

With the sniper rifle in hand, she returned to her former self as the top sniper in the West, cold and focused.

"Is this possible? It seems a bit far, right?" He Jianshun on the side opened his eyes wide.

He could actually see two people squatting by the river, but it was so far away that it seemed unreliable based on his experience.

Camilla ignored him, her index finger already on the trigger.

Chen Jianqiu patted He Jianshun on the shoulder:

"Brother, take the people and prepare to attack."

At the same time, he also took off the rifle on his shoulder and put the bar on his shoulder. He avoided Camilla's gun line and walked to the edge of the jungle in front of him.

Perhaps the Chinese soldiers had already taken their positions, or perhaps the lieutenant stood up and was about to leave.

Less than ten seconds after Chen Jianqiu arrived at his location, a gunshot came from the woods behind him.

Camila pulled the trigger.

". Let me tell you, Mr. Reporter, no matter how you use Spring and Autumn Writing to ridicule me, you can't change the reality, that is, after this fight, I will be promoted again!"

"I"

The reporter's face looked a little bad.

He was struck speechless.

The damn soldier in front of him stood up and smiled mockingly at him.

Garcia took off his glasses, wiped the sweat off them, then put them back on and glared at the lieutenant.

But suddenly, he noticed that the lieutenant's sarcastic smile became blurred.

To be precise, the whole world is blurry.

He also heard a gunshot, and then something violently sprayed onto his face and glasses.

The world suddenly turned into a blur of red.

He felt something hot on his face.

There is also a fishy smell.

The reporter hastily took off his glasses.

He found a dead body lying in front of him, half of the body lying in the river.

A scarlet color spread out from his head like a red ribbon, extending downstream.

"There's an ambush!"

Next to the reporter, Gomez's adjutant reacted quickly. He shouted loudly to the soldiers behind him while pulling out his gun to organize defense or retreat.

Unexpectedly, before he could finish his words, his head exploded.

The adjutant rolled his eyes and fell on the reporter who was unable to move. The blood from his head dyed Garcia's overalls red.

“Uh~Ah~Ah!~~”

The reporter screamed in fear. He pushed the body of the adjutant away and took a few steps back, but his foot suddenly hit a stone by the river and he sat down on the river bank.

The sound of gunfire suddenly rang out.

The troops were ambushed by the river and lost their commander in a short period of time, and they were thrown into chaos.

Several junior officers attempted to organize the soldiers.

But something terrible happened.

Anyone who raised their hands or shouted something like "Don't panic, brothers from our company, come closer to me" would be shot in the head with precision.

Chen Jianqiu and Camilla, one in front and one behind, one on the left and one on the right, specifically targeted those leaders who looked like officers.

The pressure brought by the two top snipers as a couple is suffocating.

After another officer was shot dead, no one dared to stand up, and the rest hid among their own soldiers.

"Sir, what should we do now?" A soldier lay on the ground, turned his head and asked his superior behind him - a sergeant.

The sergeant also lay prone on the ground.

He was tearing off his epaulettes when he heard his subordinates calling him and was startled.

"Don't fucking look at me! And don't fucking salute me!" the sergeant lowered his voice and said with a grim face.

But his behavior did not escape Camilla's eyes.

There was a gunshot.

The sergeant stopped talking abruptly and fell to the riverbank, not moving.

Camilla did not confirm whether the sergeant who was shot was dead.

With an expressionless face, she turned back and pulled the bolt, quickly pushing the clip into the magazine, and began to look for prey again.

He Jianshun and his soldiers also began their own shooting.

However, due to lack of sufficient training and unfamiliarity with the use of new firearms, the hit rate was not high.

Some experienced Spanish soldiers, without the leadership of officers, began to spontaneously use bunkers to organize a search towards the hillside.

Because some of them could hear that there were not many people on the other side.

Moreover, they had spotted the men behind the rocks and trees and began to return fire as they advanced.

Due to their absolute advantage in numbers, they believed that the enemy would be wiped out soon.

They advanced to within a few dozen meters of the frontline position and were about to engage in close combat.

However, at this moment, grenades suddenly flew out from the rocks in arcs.

These grenades were thrown by the Longxiong Group soldiers who were mixed in the team.

If you don't have training and don't throw this thing properly, it will be a disaster and might even kill everyone.

The grenades that each of the rebel soldiers carried before setting off were prepared for the skilled fighters of the Longxiong Group.

Commonly known as "mobile grenade box".

When they arrived at the location, they handed the grenades on their bodies to the Chinese soldiers of the Longxiong Group one by one.

The Spanish soldiers were originally attacking from the bottom up, and the terrain was at a disadvantage, making it difficult to fight.

These grenades that fell from the sky exploded among the Spanish soldiers who were rushing forward, causing them to suffer a devastating disaster.

Accompanied by a volley of fire, the Spanish soldiers who rushed forward were pushed back.

At this time, four people carried a large machine to the bottom of the hill.

Several boxes of ammunition were also carried down the hillside.

This happened to be seen by Chen Jianqiu who was searching the battlefield from a high place on the side.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He is very familiar with this thing.

Maxim machine gun.

As to whether it is an improved model from Germany or an original product from its own British factory, it is difficult to tell at first sight without seeing the label.

According to the transactions he had seen before, the way European countries currently configure heavy machine guns for their troops is still rather confusing.

If he guessed correctly, the Spanish battalion in front of him had at least one or two heavy machine guns.

He didn't know where the other one went, but this one now appeared clearly in front of him.

No one knows better than him how powerful this thing is.

Even if we don't have an advantage by attacking from the bottom up, it will be enough to make us suffer.

Fortunately, there is only one machine on the opposite side at the moment.

The first principle for an arms dealer is not to be killed by the guns he sells.

Chen Jianqiu raised the rifle in his hand.

The machine gunner was completely unaware of his dangerous situation because his attention was on the gun itself and the front.

The ammunition carrier kicked open the wooden box containing the bullets.

The wooden box already contained the bullet belt that had been compacted the night before.

The machine gunner opened the cover on the chassis and adjusted his posture.

Just as Chen Jianqiu was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly noticed blood spurting out of the machine gunner's neck and he fell on the machine gun.

Maybe it was because the artery in the neck was punctured, and blood was spurting everywhere like a fountain.

A Spanish soldier behind him dragged the body away and prepared to take the deceased's place.

However, his fate was the same as his predecessor, he was shot by someone unexpectedly.

Chen Jianqiu knew that it was Camilla who took action.

With her skills, whoever uses this machine gun will die as long as the bullets are not used up.

So Chen Jianqiu killed the ammunition handler who was sorting the ammunition nearby.

He put away the Roswell 1888 and took out the BAR on his back.

This thing is quite heavy to carry on my back.

Chen Jianqiu opened the tripod under the BAR barrel and placed it on the rock in front of him.

Are you allowed to have a heavy machine gun, but I am not allowed to have a light machine gun?

He began to fire at the Spanish soldiers below.

A person who is good at using a bolt-action rifle may not be good at using an automatic rifle.

He can suppress the gun.

Chen Jianqiu thought that his gun-control skills were pretty good.

After all, he was the boss. He would take Browning's new gadget to the shooting range to practice whenever he had nothing to do. He even played with the sample sent from Roswell by the Hudson River when he was in New York.

"clatter"

"Da da da"

"Ta-ta-ta-ta."

Single shot, triple shot, continuous shot.

Chen Jianqiu chose his shooting method based on the situation below.

His extended magazine was increased from twenty rounds to thirty rounds, and the fire vacuum period was very short.

But the Spanish soldiers below were in trouble.

They didn't pay attention to the side at first, and by the time they discovered it, Chen Jianqiu had already moved away.

Those soldiers were called out one by one, and suffered heavy casualties in a short period of time.

The attack was unsuccessful, the commander was dead, and the veterans who led the team were also killed or wounded.

The Spanish soldiers finally decided to retreat.

(End of this chapter)