Chapter 788: 788 The Beginning of the Toyoe Rebellion

Chapter 788 The Beginning of the Fengjiang Rebellion

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 sand mixed in from the royal family in the Dahua army, and he had 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 doesn't dig a hole for him at this time, then he's really in trouble. 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.

 So, 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. .

 …

The Dahua Empire was in a defensive position in Fengjiang City. A Dahua soldier saw a group of soldiers he had never seen before at the commanding heights of the ruins.

These soldiers he had never seen before were all wearing a kind 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 to ordinary soldiers of the Tang army, these people carried more equipment, and some even carried a device with an antenna 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 dressed in the same attire as the team below slowly stood up.

This man's face is wearing a dark gray mask with a light skull chin printed on it. The surroundings of a pair of eyes are painted black, making them look extremely deep.

Before the Dahua soldier could turn around, he slit the opponent's throat with a dagger. The opposing soldier fell down clutching his throat, and the man wearing a skull mask also moved away.

He extended his thumb to his companions behind him, then looked down at the Dahua soldiers who were struggling at his feet, and expressionlessly found a good position 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, a bullet penetrated his head.

"Bang!" A crisp gunshot sounded, and the Dahua troops' position immediately became chaotic. Many people shrank their heads, and then shouted one after another: "Sniper! There is a sniper!"

They didn't dare to raise their heads again, nor did they dare to see what was going on. Because there is no sniper scope, the snipers of the Dahua Empire dare not confront the snipers of the Tang Kingdom head-on.

  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 these so-called sharpshooters from the Dahua Empire will run away. Those who stayed and did not run away were basically hunted.

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 are not comparable to those of the Dahua Empire.

Until now, except for the high-precision optical instrument factory in 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 are imported products exported from Datang, and the accuracy of their own products is also inferior.

Chaos began on the position here. 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 **** 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 patterns of the Dahua Empire painted on them. The soldiers in the carriages are all wearing the equipment of the Tang State's special forces and are arranging their weapons.

 After driving forward for two streets, the small convoy encountered a checkpoint. There is a barbed wire fence in front of the barricade, and next to it is an old-fashioned 76mm anti-aircraft gun pointing 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, so 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 the ID to the other party.

 Obviously, the monitor of Dahua had never seen this certificate at all. He looked at the thing in his hand with confusion, even unsure whether it was fake because it was so exquisite.

The commander of the Tang Special Forces sitting in the car was also very embarrassed. He had made this certificate randomly, and now it seems... it was a bit too confusing.

"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. past.

"Sir, are they really guards?" The squad leader, who had never seen the world, looked at his immediate superior with confusion. This was the first time he had seen such a beautifully printed certificate, and it 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 are you meddling in so many other things?"

The squad leader of the Dahua Army who was reprimanded quickly shut up. Anyway, no one had any objection to following the commander and surrendering to save his life, and he himself could not change anything.

 …

 At another position, a major general was discussing with his confidants about the 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 their people may die here in the end.

"There is no way, this is 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 rang 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 commander. He was holding a shell gun in his hand and looked at everyone in the room coldly.

"You're outrageous! 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 regimental commander shook the pistol in his hand and shouted sternly: "You are the rebels! Run away from the battlefield 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 was on their backs. Then everything fell silent, and the regiment leader 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 sake of the empire, for your majesty! Fight to the end!" "

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.

Just when the half of Fengjiang City controlled by Dahua was in chaos and his own people were fighting their own people, on the Tang Army's position, each artillery was raising its barrel.

Boton 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 is very nervous now. What he is nervous about is not whether the attack he is about to launch will be frustrated, but whether the special forces of Tang State, which he has never seen before, can complete their mission.

If he accidentally shoots one of his own, will he regret it or blame himself...

 (End of this chapter)