When Lu Zhanjun led a thousand Wanlongdian soldiers and rushed up the hillside on the west wing, he had completely fallen into Hamid's encirclement on the west wing.
Just when Lu Zhanjun was worried about missing the opportunity and led everyone to charge at a high speed, he did not notice at all that there were already many stone gaps around him, which suddenly turned into flat, dark holes.
Immediately afterwards, the flames of the machine gun spurted out instantly!
Suddenly, there was a burst of gunfire!
Lu Zhanjun only heard the sound of gunshots all around his ears. Before he could react, he heard the miserable wails coming from beside him, as well as the sound of soldiers falling to the ground after being shot!
One thousand people were completely targeted by the muzzles of more than two hundred light and heavy machine guns and dozens of RPG rockets.
Then came the unsparing saturation attack.
Bullets were fired wildly, knocking down the soldiers around Lu Zhanjun row by row, which was no different from massacre.
Gunshots and explosions came one after another. In just a minute or two, Lu Zhanjun lost more than half of his team!
His whole face was full of horror, and he shouted loudly: "Damn it! We are ambushed! Hurry up and organize a breakout!"
However, he didn't know that there was no possibility for them to break out now.
These one thousand people simply fell into a death trap surrounded by more than 30 bunkers.
No matter which direction they broke through, they were actually heading towards the muzzle of the gun.
They also tried to fight back, but surrounded by such firepower, they could not even find a hiding place, and it was even more difficult to fight back.
After all, their opponents are all hidden in steel and concrete fortifications, and it is difficult for their weapons to bring effective damage to their opponents.
Only a handful of people on Hamid's side were hit by the bullets fired into the fortifications.
As there were fewer and fewer soldiers in Wanlong Hall, some soldiers knew that there was no hope of escape and shouted: "Quick, protect the general!"
Immediately afterwards, many people from all directions shouted the words "protect the general" and surrounded Lu Zhanjun.
Soon, Lu Zhanjun was surrounded by dozens of people.
Seeing his brothers falling continuously, Lu Zhanjun was filled with grief and anger. He shouted with red eyes: "Brothers, we were ambushed today because of my improper command by Lu Zhanjun. I hope you can forgive me!"
Several soldiers cried and said: "General Lu, we are all soldiers led by you. From the day we followed you, we have never regretted it!"
Lu Zhanjun even swallowed: "I, Lu Zhanjun, am lucky to be able to fight side by side with you!"
After finishing speaking, he gritted his teeth and said: "There is no hope of survival right now, why are you still protecting me like this? Get out of the way and let me fight these bastards! This way I will die less aggrieved!"
With tears in their eyes, dozens of soldiers from Wanlong Palace still surrounded him and refused to get out of the way. As more and more comrades on the outside were killed, only forty or fifty of the thousand-man team remained.
People are still struggling to persevere.
At this time, the firepower of more than thirty firepower points had all been aimed at them and opened fire.
Seeing that more than 20 soldiers around him fell down, Lu Zhanjun pushed away the few soldiers blocking him, raised his assault rifle and pointed it towards a fire point not far away that was spouting flames. He fired back fiercely while shouting
: "You bastard! I will drag you with me even if I die!"
After saying that, he took a step and rushed out.
When the other soldiers who were still alive heard this, their blood boiled instantly, and a group of people shouted in unison: "Fight them!"
Then, he followed Lu Zhanjun and rushed out desperately.
However, apart from making them feel less aggrieved, this suicidal charge had almost no impact on the battle situation.
As soon as Lu Zhanjun rushed out, he was hit by more than ten bullets and fell to the ground instantly.
And the other mercenaries who followed him could not escape this fate. They were killed one by one as quickly as wheat. In less than thirty seconds, they were all killed!
This one-sided massacre lasted less than five minutes and came to an end.
Subsequently, Hamid's soldiers came out of their bunkers and began to clean the battlefield.
Statistics after the war showed that Wanlong Hall had a total of 1,001 mercenaries, including Lu Zhanjun, but none of them survived and all were killed.
On Hamid's side, there were a total of sixteen casualties, six of whom died of their injuries, and the remaining ten were injured, but none were life-threatening.
This is definitely a complete victory.
At this time, the commander of the frontal feint attack had not seen Lu Zhanjun enter the battlefield from the side after waiting for a long time, and his soldiers lost nearly a thousand soldiers in this feint attack. He asked angrily on the radio
Why didn't Lu Zhanjun attack yet? But no one responded on the other end of the radio.
He immediately asked people to contact the other soldiers of Wanlong Palace, but the result was that there was no response at all.
This made him panic to the extreme.
On the battlefield, it is impossible for a thousand-man army to lose contact, and the opponent is not just a general. These thousand people are all elites of Wanlong Palace. In terms of training level, combat ability and combat literacy, they are better than our own army.
So much better.
Such a unit has completely lost contact. The only possibility is that they have encountered something unexpected...
The opponent was horrified and quickly withdrew all the soldiers he had sent to feign an attack.
At the same time, they quickly sent out scouts to explore as quickly as possible to find out.
An hour later, after the opponent's scouts approached the west flank hillside, they immediately used high-power cameras to observe the west flank position.
Seeing that it didn't matter, he was immediately frightened and turned pale.
At this time, on the west flank, Hamid's soldiers were cleaning the battlefield.
As for the thousand elites of Wanlong Palace and their commander Lu Zhanjun, they were all turned into corpses riddled with bullet holes.
Hamid's soldiers are currently collecting their weapons and equipment and other strategic materials.
The soldiers were more interested in the weapons and ammunition carried by the elites of Wanlong Palace, because the overall level of these weapons was superior to Hamid's army.
The weapons used by Wanlongdian are all NATO-standard weapons, most of which are equipped by American active troops. However, Hamid's troops use almost all the weapons used by the Soviet Union in the 1960s, 1970s and 1980s.
There is a big difference in standard weapons between the two in terms of level and age.
In addition to being interested in the weapons of the Wanlongdian elite, the soldiers also like their desert camouflage uniforms very much.
Unfortunately, their desert camouflage uniforms had long been punched with countless holes and had no use value.
However, Hamid soldiers, who are good at hunting for treasures, discovered that although the tops of this group of Wanlong Palace elites had been beaten into sieves, most of their trousers were intact and could still be taken off and worn.
This kind of American desert camouflage uniform has very good fabrics and is very expensive. It is infinitely better than the tattered pants worn by Hamid soldiers.
In addition, what the soldiers coveted even more were the boots of the elites of Wanlong Palace.
What these people use are all very expensive professional tactical boots. They are reasonably designed, have superior performance and are anti-smash and puncture-proof. They are simply artifacts when marching in deserts and mountains.
This kind of boots has always been in high demand in the Middle East. On the black market, a pair costs at least several hundred dollars, and they are still very affordable.
Therefore, the scouts witnessed with their own eyes the cruel scene of Hamid soldiers taking off the pants of the Wanlongdian soldiers one by one, then taking off their boots, and finally throwing the bodies into the valley.
What frightened him even more was that his lens happened to capture Lu Zhanjun's body. At this time, he only had a pair of underpants left on his lower body, and there were at least a dozen bullet holes in his whole body, and the way he refused to die was even more...
It's extremely scary.
The scout was so frightened that he fled in panic while reporting to his superiors via radio: "Wan... all the people in Wanlong Hall are dead... Lu Zhanjun... is also dead..."