Lu Ming

When the third master rushed into the forest with his hands, he found the body of a construction worker - a short wooden arrow shaft was inserted into the forehead of this person, and it went straight into his forehead.

Chapter 638

"What, encountered an enemy attack?"

A group of cross-travelers sitting on the flagship received the news that the lumberjack had been attacked immediately.

This news made Commander Wang very confused: Where wolves don't shit, they encountered "intelligent creatures?" so quickly.

Wang Bo, who didn't quite believe the information, asked again: "Are you sure it's an 'enemy', not some poison dart frog... or something like that?"

Communications Staff Officer: "Report to the commander, the news is confirmed."

Soon, Wang Bo saw the murder weapon Yujian specially sent from the shore.

The arrow shaft that has been soaked in blood exudes a dark brown luster.No one knew if there was any legendary biotoxin on it. The arrow shaft was wrapped in a handkerchief and placed on Wang Bo's table.

Seeing this simple line, but extremely sharp polished, flat arrowhead made of unknown wood, Wang Bo has no doubts - even in the seventeenth century, except for advanced intelligent life, that is, human beings, there will be no Other species can make such handmade arrows.

Pushing the handkerchief to the side, Wang Bo shook his head with a wry smile, and said to the travelers in the same room: "There are really savages! They don't play cards according to the motherfucking rules? The natives usually come to contact first, and do some small things. Is it for sale or something?"

"Hehe, Commander Wang, you have been in the mainland for a long time, do you think that all the natives in the world are familiar from Dayuan Island?"

It was Pan Mingzhong, the development captain, who hurt people by exporting.This old man is a bit contemptuous of someone's simplicity: "In fact, in the face of strange outsiders, the aborigines in most areas give priority to maintaining hostility and are very aggressive. Not to mention that this is South Asia in the seventeenth century, Most of them are uncivilized tribes, a real 'life' paradise, with ogres swarming everywhere."

"also."

Pan Mingzhong was a bit of a spectator: "Now is the peak period for outsiders to conquer indigenous tribal civilizations. There are colonial ships and Malay pirates all over South Asia... this Palawan... the savages on Zheng He Island are so unfriendly. Maybe it’s because of the Spaniards, um, the Dutchmen.”

"This inference is reliable!"

Fleet Commander Sha Zhengming, who was silent at the side, raised his eyebrows at this time: "The Dutch are in Batavia to the south, and Zheng He Island is almost the midpoint of the Dutch and Spanish forces. Those who have dealt with those who have dealt with them, most of them have suffered."

Thinking of this, Sha Zhengming became a little worried: "Since the aborigines are so aggressive, I think we should be more careful in the landing operation, and withdraw everyone in the evening?"

"Withdraw? Why withdraw?"

Sha Zhengming's seemingly reasonable suggestion was questioned by Wang Bo: "Just because of a few savages?"

Sha Zhengming frowned: "Savages can kill too! And savages have a good location! We landed on the first day, and our foothold was not stable. We retreated back and went ashore tomorrow morning. This is a routine operation. What's wrong with avoiding casualties?"

Wang Bo's slender and stern face, I don't know what to think of at this moment, but his cheeks seem to be congested with redness.

He got up slowly, with his hands behind his back, and stared at the distant beach through the narrow porthole of the captain's cabin, without speaking for a long time.

After a long while, Wang Bo exhaled a heavy breath in his chest, then turned around and said slowly, "Actually, I was looking for such an opportunity a long time ago."

"The soldiers raised under our hands, whether they are the regular army or the reserve forces on the beach, have always relied on strong ships and guns, and have never fought any real battles at all. It is not so much the army, it is better to say... security guards .”

"Such an army is not in line with the great cause of our group. Do you expect these security guards to guard the hundreds of millions of miles of land that will be left to future generations?"

"A real army, whether it's the main force or the backup, whether it's carrying a spear or an assault rifle, at least has a soul, right?"

"Where did the soul of the army come from? Isn't it the result of vicious and bitter battles?"

Wang Bo's eyes sparkled, and his cheeks became more red: "The opponent has a good location, and our army is armed. In my opinion, we are still in the light, so there is nothing to be afraid of!"

"Dead people? If they die, I'll make up for it. If it's not enough, I'll call it from Saigon, and if it's not enough, I'll send a telegram! How many people died when the Dutchman planted the flag in Batavia? The Dutchman is not afraid, so what are we afraid of!"

When the Tao is logically understood, the train of thought becomes clear.

At this moment, Wang Bo waved his arms and said loudly: "There is no inch of blood-stained land that is truly passed down from generation to generation! There will always be hardships and hardships, there will always be fire and water, there will always be successors, and there will always be sacrifices!"

In the end, Wang Bo slammed his fist on the table: "Pioneer is spending the night on the beach today, I want to see how many people can die!"

……

People who don't know that their family has been clearly arranged by the big boss are happy.

At the same time that Commander Wang was smashing the table, Mr. Wu was standing on the edge of the woods, smoking a cigarette and carrying a gunpowder nozzle that had sawed off the barrel of the gun.

The previous attacks did not stop the outsiders.On the contrary, knowing that there were enemies in the dense forest in front of them, all the landers worked harder.

We all know that time is extremely precious.Before the sun sets overhead, every point we advance into the woods, everyone will be safe in the future.But this time they all learned how to behave, and no one went deep into the woods anymore.

And the mysterious assailant in the dense forest seems to have realized that the opponent has raised his vigilance.Since then, there has been no trace of it.

In such a situation that seemed to be comfortable but actually guarded, Mr. Wu received the news: Commander Wang had landed.

As the deputy commander-in-chief of the landing, San Ye's heart skipped a beat.He knew that the boss who was supposed to be in charge of the Chinese army must have come ashore because of the previous corpse.

When the third master ran to the beach in a hurry, he found that the commander seemed to be in a good mood, with a rosy face and a relaxed expression, and he was sitting on the sackcloth sandbag with his legs crossed to watch the wind.

"Wu Meng is here, sit down."

Seeing the third master approaching, Wang Bo patted the latter's shoulder without hesitation, and motioned him to sit beside him.Next, the commander untied the laces of the high-end handmade calfskin shoes on his feet, and knocked the sand viciously.At the same time, the commander asked casually: "Wu Meng, how is the beachhead going?"

"You're always afraid that you have an eye disease!" Mr. Wu cursed.

The so-called beachheads, in fact, have only now completed the hexagonal "nest" surrounded by three sandbags, 5 meters apart from each other, and can be seen at a glance.

Commander Wang's butt is sitting next to one of the nests right now. This is looking for something to say.

Facing the boss, the third master respectfully and honestly replied: "Back to the commander, there are only so many beachheads... I have sent all my people to cut down the forest."

"Um……"

At this time, Commander Wang seemed to have feelings again, and he looked at the sea from a distance and remained silent.After a while, he turned his head and stared into Wu Sanye's eyes, Shi Shiran said: "Wu Meng, don't go back to the boat tonight, take your brothers and spend the night here."

"what!"

After thinking for two seconds, the third master, who finally understood what the Commander meant, was completely shocked and couldn't speak for a long time with his mouth open.

The third master really couldn't understand this order.According to himself, and all those who were busy on the beach, in a situation like today where the enemy has clearly emerged, everyone will eventually return to the boat at night.

Once back on the boat, any natives will have nothing to do with the outsiders. At worst, how many sacks filled with sand will the natives resist?

This will continue for a few more days, and when the danger on the shore is pushed far enough and the accumulated supplies are sufficient, then choose a large force to land and station... This was originally the standard way to deal with landing when the pioneering army was trained.

Although he heard the bad news suddenly, the third master knew that the words that came out of the Commander's mouth lightly were military orders.

Military orders cannot be violated, and if you violate them, you will lose your head.So the third master had no choice but to find out from the side if the lord had lost his mind and went crazy: "My lord... But what happened on the boat?"

The next moment, Wang Bo stood up abruptly, and shouted, "Officer Wu Meng!" with a serious expression on his face.

"To!"

"I am ordering your troops to stay at the beachhead until 10:[-] am tomorrow. During this period, anyone who dares to retreat will be charged with desertion under the military law. Do you understand me?"

"Subordinates understand. Stand on the beachhead and never retreat!"

After giving the order, Wang Bo turned his back and walked towards the landing craft without looking back.

After receiving the order, Mr. Wu knocked on his heels, turned his back, put down his saluting forearm, and spit out a new vocabulary he learned when he was stationed in the new area with his face full of injuries: "What a fool!"

The next moment, the third master suddenly realized something.I saw him running with big strides and shouting: "Get out of the forest, hurry up, everyone, get back to me!"

Cutting down the woods is a waste of time, which is done in conjunction with a step-by-step strategy.Now that the strategy has been temporarily changed, cutting down the forest is unnecessary.

The most important thing right now is to gather manpower to strengthen the beachhead... Let's talk about it after surviving tonight.

For the next half a day, Third Master Wu, who turned into a demon god, frantically drove his subordinates to expand the beachhead, while constantly urging the transport boats to transport personnel and ammunition ashore.

In addition, the third master also re-arranged the limited number of ships, giving priority to carrying all kinds of weapons and food from the transport ship to the beach - in the previous transportation plan, there was no food and a large amount of ammunition.These new supplies take up most of the capacity for the rest of the time.

During this period, the third master used his rich experience in crisis management to calm the turmoil of his subordinates in a timely manner, and fulfilled his due duties as an officer.

Of course, there must be such trivial things as whipping whining idiots in public.Although the third master has not been the eldest brother for many years, but management studies are common.

After San Ye did his best, the last boat of non-combatants left the beach at sunset.What was left was a hastily built defensive position.

The position is composed of 5 sandbag fortresses, which are in the shape of plum blossoms.

Between each flower, and on the periphery of the large position, the defenders used the branches obtained by cutting down the forest, temporarily cut them into barbs, and inserted them obliquely on the ground in a simple and primitive way.

Kind of like a Horde of Orcs in the Barrens.

The 80 pioneering team members crowded into the crude position when it was dark.Chewing compressed dry food in their mouths, facing the bright Milky Way above their heads, they waited for the night with trepidation.

Chapter 639

It was night, with the Milky Way above their heads, lying on their backs in the sea of ​​sand, the 80 pioneering team members huddled on the coast of the savages in South Asia slept...not at ease.

The third master, who was in the center of the defense line, couldn't sleep at night.Looking around with the telescope again, he stood up under the brilliant starlight and put his hands in his arms.The next moment, with a soft "click", the third master opened the cover of the pocket watch.

This is already the No. 18 time someone looked at his watch after dark.

Copper case pocket watches are the standard items that the military distributes to mid-level officers.This kind of "domestic product" is huge and simple in craftsmanship. It doesn't even have a second hand, and it is full of rough features of early industrial products.

But a philosopher once said: what can pull out pus is a good plaster.

The domestic copper case pocket watch is stupid, black and thick. From another perspective, the leather is durable and can be used as a protective goggle at critical moments.For the third master, it is indeed a good product for the military.

When you open the case, you don't need to rely on the fluorescence on the hour hand, and the brilliant stars above your head illuminate the dial.

"It's the beginning of ugly times!"

After discovering the enemy's situation for the first time in the morning, for some reason, the third master always had a premonition that the enemies in the dense forest would not appear in large numbers during the day.So after dark, he ordered the cessation of all construction activities and ordered his men to be on alert.

However, I was tense for several hours, until after 10 o'clock in the evening, the coast was always calm and nothing happened.

Human attention is limited, and it is impossible to maintain a high level of alert for a long time.At this time, the third master had to start arranging overnight: he ordered two-thirds of the staff to lie down and rest on the spot.

The equatorial belt in South Asia is hot all year round, and sleeping is the only thing you don’t have to worry about: the warm beach and sea breeze, the waves gently rocking the warship, and the young sailors with their heads resting on the sand... in their sleep they showed... a terrifying expression.

Considering the capacity of the hastily completed position and the total amount of materials temporarily transported ashore was insufficient, only 80 personnel remained on the shore to watch the night.

These 80 people are all veteran players of the Blazers.However, because they are veteran players, they also know what they are going to face tonight.

Waiting for the unknown is the most frightening thing, so most of the people who were ordered to sleep did not sleep well.

In the final analysis, this is still a manifestation of lack of actual combat experience.

Since its establishment, the Pioneer Army has enjoyed the pervasive benefits of industrialization in all aspects.With all kinds of inconspicuous advantages combined, the Pioneer Army has become a seemingly powerful armed force.

However, from the beginning to the present, apart from the crushing bandits, the longest battle the pioneering army has experienced is nothing more than a few soy sauce fights after the North and South Vietnam War.As far as this is a flat trip with sufficient logistics and intelligence support, there is no pressure at all.

So this group of people has diarrhea today, and they can't do the tactical action of going to sleep as soon as they say sleep.

So to a certain extent, Wang Bo's previous opinion is correct: there must always be some difficult environment to hone the troops, otherwise when the more difficult time comes, the hope can't be counted on, and it will be a bad thing. up.

"Oh, it's a hard night!"

Today, the third master is still not used to Arabic numerals.The first time he saw the dial, he automatically switched the time to the familiar Chinese hour.

Choushichu: 1 o'clock in the middle of the night.

According to the calculation of dawn at 6 o'clock in the morning, there are still 5 full hours before dawn at Choushi, and Wu Meng feels that the time is very difficult at this time.

Looking down at the "fake sleep" people lying in a pile under his feet, Wu Meng lit another cigarette irritably, and sat on the sandbag and smoked violently.Even so, his eyes did not dare to leave the dark forest opposite him for a moment.

Time passed quietly, and before I knew it, a long time passed.When the third master took out his pocket watch for an unknown number of times, he found that it was Yin Shizhong.

In Yin time, it is 4 o'clock in the morning.

At this time, it was less than an hour before dawn.According to the count of "Laoszi Arabia" on the dial, it is less than two hours.

After looking around again and confirming that there is a gentle breeze on the beach, the moon is shining all around, and there is no discordant movement around, even the old Wu Sanye has a little bit of doubt: "Is it an accident? Didn't intend to come here?"

When things got to this point, the third master had to consider another possibility: the casualty incident during the day was just an accidental conflict, and the savages did not have a large tribe nearby, nor did they have any hostility. Perhaps the encounter between the two sides was just an accidental stress response .

"If so... so..."

Thinking of this, the third master's mood suddenly improved a lot, and the high-intensity guard mentality that had been high all night also relaxed a lot.

The third master, who was in a better mood, silently smoked another cigarette.After another half an hour passed, the third master looked at his watch, kicked the man on duty half squatting behind the sandbag with a musket, and said in a low voice, "Dongguan boy, it's time, call someone to change the whistle."

The subordinate turned his head and saw a young and handsome face: "Understood, Third Master!"

After receiving the order, Dong Guanzi bent down and crawled around in the crowd with hands and feet, rousing some people to be on duty.

And the person who was on duty before, didn't pick and choose at this time, just found a place to lie down and sleep.

The young man was nimble, and it only took a few minutes for Dongguan Tsai to change the staff at all the posts on duty in the five small sandbag nests.

Seeing Dongguan boy who ran back to his life out of breath, the third master smiled for the first time tonight.Patting the young man on the shoulder, the third master said in a low voice, "Boy, being diligent is a skill. Follow your third master well, and you will be the boss one day in the future."

Being able to sneak into the core sandbag enclosure where the third master is, Dongguan boy is naturally a smart person.Born as a gangster, he smiled and patted the boss's chest: "Third Master, if you say that we have dozens of human guns, I don't want to be afraid of those local ghosts."

Speaking of this, Dong Guanzai looked bullish, and patted the musket resting on the sandbag: "Just rely on my two fast and slow guns, you always look good, when the time comes, the soil ghosts will come and kill one by one!"

"Uh huh... the young boy."

The third master glanced at the two muskets on the sandbag.These two are the standard muskets of the Great Yan Kingdom, and one of them is a musket issued to the Pioneering Army, which is now loaded with shotguns.There is also a breech-loading Minigun specially transferred from the main force before departure to cooperate with this expedition. The single bullet in it is also loaded and ready to fire at any time.