In the basement under a ruin in Fengjiang City, Feng Kezhi looked at a confidant and ordered: "Just do as I say..."
The confidant nodded slightly, then turned and left the basement. Feng Kezhi looked at the slightly empty headquarters and let out a long sigh.
He knew that there was some sand from the royal family in the Dahua army, and he even had to tolerate it before.
Now it is impossible for him not to know what some people are planning to do. After all, he is the general of the Dahua Empire, and he is too familiar with some of the unique operating modes within the Dahua Empire.
If the emperor didn't dig a hole for him at this time, he would really have seen a ghost. He even breathed a sigh of relief because he knew some news.
Only this familiar rhythm can make him feel at ease: the Dahua Empire really doesn't want him anymore, and he can only wait here to die.
However, for Feng Kezhi, there is still some difference between waiting to die and waiting to die. Whether he sits back and waits for death, or whether he shows his value here are completely different things.
For a general, if he appears too incompetent, even if he dies, it will be a joke after all.
Therefore, even if it is for himself, he must perform brightly and show his value in his final battle.
"Now, I've finished playing all the cards in my hand. It depends on whether you, Your Majesty, are better, or I can win." Feng Kezhi closed his eyes, murmured something in his mouth, and then stopped talking.
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On a defensive position of the Dahua Empire in Fengjiang City, a Dahua soldier saw a group of soldiers he had never seen before filing in at the commanding heights of the ruins.
These soldiers, whom he had never seen before, were all wearing a type of steel helmet that he had never seen before, and they were wearing light-colored camouflage, which seemed to be a style used exclusively in the ruins of the city.
Compared with ordinary soldiers of the Tang army, these people carried more equipment, and some even carried equipment with antennas on their backs.
All the soldiers marched very cautiously, and at their feet lay the corpses of several Dahua Empire soldiers who had been killed.
"Hiss..." The Dahua soldier retracted his head, preparing to alert his companions on the other side. But behind him, a man in the same uniform as the team below slowly stood up.
The man's face was wearing a dark gray mask with a light skull's chin printed on it. The surroundings of his eyes were painted black, making them look extremely deep.
Before the Dahua soldier could turn around, he slit the opponent's throat with a dagger. The opponent's soldier fell down holding his throat, and the man with the skull mask also moved out of the way.
He extended a thumbs up to his companions behind him, then looked down at the Dahua soldiers struggling at his feet, and found a good position with an expressionless face to guard the surroundings.
On the other side of the ruins, on the Dahua Empire's position, a soldier seemed to have discovered something was wrong with the position on his flank.
He frowned and looked at the movement on the ground, and his hand involuntarily began to pick up the rifle. But before he could complete his action, his head was penetrated by a bullet.
"Bang!" A clear gunshot sounded, and the Dahua troops' position immediately became chaotic. Many people shrank their heads, and then one after another shouted: "Sniper! There is a sniper!"
They didn't dare to raise their heads, and they didn't dare to see what was going on. Because there was no sniper scope, the snipers of the Dahua Empire did not dare to confront the snipers of the Tang Dynasty.
Dahua's army could only form some sharpshooters, who reluctantly learned Tang's sniper tactics, and in some cases attacked Tang's soldiers secretly.
When the real snipers from the Tang Kingdom arrive, all the so-called sharpshooters from the Dahua Empire will run away. Those who stay and do not run away will basically be hunted down.
Under the Tang Dynasty's 4x sniper scope, or even the 6x sniper scope, they were just prey, some immature prey.
The Tang army's sniper tactics, the experience level of the snipers, and the sophistication of the equipment were not comparable to those of the Great China Empire.
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Until now, except for the high-precision optical instrument factory of the Tang Dynasty, the telescopes produced by other countries are still usable, but the sniper scopes are far behind.
In complex battlefield environments, vibrations and bumps will affect the accuracy of these optical instruments, so snipers in most countries can only make do with ordinary rifles without optical sights.
As for the battleships on the Endless Sea, more than 60% of the optical sights were imported products exported from Datang, and their own products were also slightly inferior in accuracy.
The position here began to be chaotic. On the flank of the position that had been broken through by the special forces, military vehicles passed quickly on a highway. It did not seem like they were rushing into the enemy's camp.
In the car, a man wearing a Dahua military uniform threw his cigarette butt out of the window, leaned his arm on the rolled-down window, and looked at the Dahua special forces on the roadside giving them a thumbs up.
These cars are all used by the Dahua Empire, with pictures of the Dahua Empire painted on them. The soldiers in the cars are all wearing the equipment of the Tang Dynasty's special forces and are arranging their weapons.
After driving forward for two streets, the small convoy encountered a barrier. There was a barbed wire fence in front of the barricade, and next to it was an old-fashioned 76mm anti-aircraft gun pointed at the sky.
"Stop! Which unit are you from?" A squad leader of the Dahua Army stopped the vehicle. The machine gunner next to him pointed the muzzle of his Maxim machine gun at these trucks that he had never seen before.
They had not heard that the front position had been breached, so they were not sure that these trucks were enemies. They could only ask the other side to stop and confirm.
"We are the guards... here to perform special tasks." On the co-pilot of the truck, the leading man casually handed his ID to the other party.
Obviously, the squad leader of Dahua had never seen this certificate at all. He looked at the thing in his hand doubtfully, and he was not even sure whether it was fake because it was so exquisite.
The commander of the Tang State's special forces sitting in the car was also very embarrassed. He made this certificate randomly, and now it seems... it's a bit Taihu.
"Let them pass." At this time, a Dahua officer came out of the building on the side. When the soldiers around the checkpoint saw their commander saying this, they immediately handed back their documents and raised the roadblock to let a few trucks pass.
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"Sir, are they really guards?" The squad leader, who had never seen the world, looked at his immediate superior with a puzzled look. This was the first time he had seen such beautifully printed documents, and they looked very high-end at first glance.
The officer glanced at the direction the car was driving away and sneered: "Do they really have anything to do with you? In a few minutes, we will hang up the white flag and surrender. Why do you care so much?"
After being reprimanded, the squad leader of the Dahua Army quickly shut up. No one had any objection to following the commander and surrendering to save his life, and he himself could not change anything.
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In another position, a major general was discussing with his confidants the matter of surrender and handover.
According to the agreement, as long as their troops hand over their weapons, they can leave safely and return to the territory of the Dahua Empire.
He even received a telegram from the Dahua Empire. As long as he brought the troops back, it would be a great achievement and he would not be punished.
In their view, handing over weapons and surrendering is the best option. If they fight to the end, at least half of them may die here in the end.
"There is nothing we can do. This is all the decision of the people above, and we can't change anything." The leading general looked at his subordinates and completely shied away the responsibility.
His men also breathed a sigh of relief, because if they really wanted to fight to the end, they themselves might have to die here.
Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, fierce gunshots suddenly sounded outside the door. Everyone was stunned. Before they could react, the door of the headquarters was kicked open from the outside.
A group of Dahua soldiers broke in with guns in hand, led by a regiment leader. He held a shell gun in his hand and looked at everyone in the room coldly.
"Presumptuous! What do you want to do? Rebellion?" An officer in the room saw the other party's rank and immediately shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was shot through the head by a bullet. The regiment leader shook the pistol in his hand and shouted sternly: "You are the rebels! Run away from the battle and surrender to the enemy! Destroy the morale of our army! You will deserve to die!"
"Feng Kezhi! You bastard! You will be buried with us even if you die!" The leading general knew that he might be in trouble today, so he immediately cursed.
But sharp gunshots rang out, and everyone in the headquarters fell on their backs. Then everything fell silent, and the regiment commander who broke into the headquarters came out with a gun.
He looked at the silent soldiers outside the door, as well as some low-level officers, and shouted loudly: "Great Chinese soldiers! There are no cowards who surrender! This place is now under my command! For the empire, for your majesty! Fight to the end!"
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The soldiers following him raised their arms and shouted loudly, and soon others followed. As more and more people shouted, the regiment leader began to issue orders and reorganize the defense.
And just when the half of Fengjiang City controlled by Dahua was in chaos, and his own people were fighting against their own people, on the Tang army's position, each artillery was raising its own barrel.
Burton looked at his watch. The attack time agreed upon by him and the bartender was approaching minute by minute, and his troops were ready to launch an attack.
In fact, he was very nervous now. What he was nervous about was not whether the attack he was about to launch would be frustrated, but whether the special forces of Tang State, which he had never seen before, could complete their mission.
If he accidentally shoots one of his own, will he regret it or blame himself...
