Li Zhangzhe is a master of bombing. During the previous training, Yang Fan had an incentive policy. Anyone who achieved excellent ratings in more than 40 subjects could receive an additional pack of cigarettes and a lighter per month in addition to military pay and normal benefits.
of rewards.
Li Zhangzhe is a terrifying being who can throw a grenade eighty to ninety meters. From a distance of fifty meters, he can smash any piece of glass on the building. He will smash that piece of glass as the officer says. He will never make a mistake.
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Whether you are throwing while standing, throwing while rolling, or lying down... you can achieve this effect.
Li Zhangzhe immediately used the cover on both sides of the street to crawl forward. Ma Xiaoping organized a fusilier team to fire volleys of gunfire to suppress the Jiannu slaves on the barricade.
Qing Gong immediately shot cold arrows.
Li Zhangzhe was wearing stab-proof clothing with steel plates inserted into his vital parts.
Originally, the Beijing camp did not have this kind of equipment. They only had iron armor. After all, the Beijing camp was an army of the imperial court. The Yang family would not pay for the emperor out of their own pocket. But it was different now. This was not a Beijing camp, but a volunteer army.
They could have stayed out of the matter and made money with peace of mind. However, they took the initiative to volunteer and return to the army not for themselves, but for the thousands of people in Beizhili who were in dire straits.
Yang Fan gave away all the remaining stab-resistant uniforms in the Beitangkou military warehouse. It was regarded as a reward for them. From now on, they will be able to deal with bandits and horse bandits when they travel all over the country to do business.
The cold weapons and fire guns distributed this time were also given to them.
Even voluntarily organized factories, firms, transportation companies, etc. are issued certain flintlock guns as self-defense weapons for their enterprises. For these heroes, Yang Fan will not let their blood be in vain.
This time, the pensions for the disabled and killed in battle were all based on the standards of servants. Yang Fan accepted them all.
The range of flintlock guns exceeded that of bows and arrows, and a large number of those on the barricade fell under the volley of guns.
Because most of the head must be exposed to shoot arrows, at least the arrows of the bow and arrows can be exposed through the barricade. Under the intensive volley of guns, more than a dozen people fell to the ground. For a while, the slaves did not dare to show their heads.
Ma Xiaoping thought to himself that if the original car camp was still there, this barricade would only be a matter of firing a few copper-haired cannons. He thought about the time when the marshal was in charge of the Beijing camp and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
The world is ruined by civilian officials. What a good army, but in the hands of the emperor and civilian officials, it was completely destroyed in less than a year.
Seeing that Jiannu was suppressed, Li Zhangzhe immediately rushed up more than ten meters and threw the grenade with all his strength.
One, two, three, four. It wasn't until all four grenades in the carrying kit were thrown out that he turned around and ran away, quickly hiding behind a recessed shop wall. This was what he had anticipated before the attack.
Covering Department.
The four grenades are all defensive grenades, the kind with a lot of fragments.
Because Li Zhangzhe could throw the grenade behind the barricade, he was allowed to use such a powerful grenade. The barricade would block the shrapnel and would not hit the attacking troops.
Ma Xiaoping watched all four grenades fall behind the barricade and slapped his thigh excitedly. After Li Zhangzhe retired, he has been working as a security captain in their logistics company.
He thought that since he hadn't practiced for so long, he would have lost his skills. Unexpectedly, he could still throw so accurately.
Before the grenade exploded, Ma Xiaoping yelled, "Follow me and charge!"
This is an old tradition of the lower-level officers in the Beijing camp. The team leader, small flag, and general flag lead the charge. Even at critical moments, Baihu and Trial Baihu must take the lead.
When they rushed more than thirty meters away, boom! Boom!... the grenade exploded. Orange fireballs exploded behind the barricade, and countless broken wood and stumps flew into the sky and then fell down.
.The barricade even collapsed a large part in the explosion.
Ma Xiaoping did it on purpose.
Charge in advance and take advantage of the explosion. Jiannu was blinded by the explosion. He immediately climbed over the barricade and eliminated these people. This tactic was formulated by the commander himself when he was in the Beijing camp. It is called barrage Xu Jin.
After they climbed over the barricade, they found dead bodies and broken pieces lying on the ground. The corpses were all burned to black. The broken furniture, tables, chairs and benches piled into the barricade were blown to pieces and left a mess on the ground.
Those who were not killed were all dumbfounded and moved slowly. Some people covered their ears and blood flowed from their fingers. Some were rolling on the ground and wailing.
The officers and soldiers of the former Beijing camp showed no mercy to them and directly stabbed them to death with spears and bayonets.
At this moment, if you look down from the sky, you will see that more than a dozen bulldozers, with the infantry behind them, are rampaging through the city. All walls and houses are torn down to open up a way for the attack.
Fifteen tanks are dedicated to dealing with enemies who rely on strong buildings to resist.
If the attack is blocked and the bulldozers are unable to do anything, tanks will arrive soon. The 30mm machine cannon, with a burst of violent wind and rain, will tear holes in the enemies and buildings on the opposite side.
The enemy's corpses could only be swept out with a broom or shoveled out. A 30mm steel core bullet could easily penetrate a 50cm brick wall.
All watchtowers have no resistance in the face of this terrifying weapon.
As 30,000 troops entered the city, they pressed against the center from all sides. Under the attack of volleys of guns and grenades, a large number of slaves and Mongols were wiped out. The situation became one-sided.
Especially the Sauron people, who were as hot as snow and had no rivals. They quickly arrived at the Tianjin Governor's Yamen.
It is located in the center of the city, next to the Drum Tower, the tallest building in the city.
The remaining more than 4,000 Mongolians and Jiannu slaves clung to the Drum Tower and the Governor's Yamen Courtyard. Now they had nowhere to escape.
A dozen Taijis and the only two remaining Jia La E Zhen went up to the Drum Tower in a daze. There is a base as high as the city wall and as solid as the city wall. It is made of bricks and stones. On the platform are three
A wooden structure pavilion.
This place is called the Drum Tower. In fact, there are no drums. There is only a large bell weighing 1.5 tons hanging on the second floor.
This is now the strongest and safest place in the city.
Not long after, they saw on the Drum Tower that the fierce Sauron people had broken through the walls of the governor's office from all sides.
Holding a shield in one hand and a fire ax in the other, they rushed in fiercely and chopped down all the Mongols and bannermen they encountered.
Others were holding big bows and shooting at their faces at close range. Big arrows as thick as their little fingers nailed people to trees, walls, the ground... and even sent them flying backwards.
It was getting dark, and the fighting at the governor's office finally stopped. There were no more screams or the sound of weapons clashing.
The people on the Drum Tower looked desperately at the crowds surrounding them. Although they couldn't see clearly under the torches, they could still feel the deep-seated hatred.
"I am Irgun Taiji. If you let me go, I will give you a hundred war horses." An old man with a goatee in his seventies shouted at the top of his lungs.
However, no one paid attention to him.
A horse galloped up, and a messenger shouted loudly: "People upstairs, listen, you must surrender unconditionally and accept the judicial trial of the Ming Dynasty. I will give you a stick of incense to think about it."
Everyone on the Drum Tower looked at each other in shock. Among these people were more than twenty Taiji and Tabu Nang, and two Jia La Er Zhen. Their faces were ashen.
Don’t they know what they did after entering the customs? Will there be any good fruits for surrendering?
The time for burning incense has passed, and there is no movement upstairs.
The messenger waved his hand, and he had conveyed Yang Fan's instructions. He indicated that he should do as the master wanted.
Countless rockets flew towards the Drum Tower. With a chaotic sound, thousands of rockets were nailed to the wooden building of the Drum Tower, each one carrying flames.
Seeing the Drum Tower burning into a torch, almost lighting up the night sky over the Tianjin Acropolis. The messenger turned around and left, riding out of the city and returning to the master.