Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 414: A textbook-like blocking battle

As the news came that the captain's reconnaissance unit was annihilated, Ge Aiming's heart sank. The fierce gunfire and flames flickered in the night, like unstable signals, making Ge Aiming realize that the situation was worse than he had originally imagined.

He frowned, his eyes revealing deep worry.

Ge Aiming stood on a high place, overlooking the entire battlefield, and knew in his heart that the Military Control Commission's action had failed.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for one's own troops to engage in a firefight with the enemy at this time.

"Damn it!" Ge Aiming cursed angrily, with a determined look on his face: "How can a spy chief from the northern border rebel on the territory of our southern government!"

"First Battalion, Second Battalion!" Ge Aiming ordered loudly, "Attack with all your forces, advance quickly, annihilate the enemies hiding in the dark, and complete the capture operation!" It was as if lightning flashed across the night sky.

Following Ge Aiming's order, the entire 157th Regiment quickly moved. Seven or eight troop transport trucks led the way, and the headlights illuminated the dark night sky, emitting a dazzling light. Soldiers jumped off the trucks one after another, holding weapons and quickly moving towards the location where the battle was taking place.

"Attention, firepower!" Bao Long's voice was like thunder in the dark night, breaking the silence of the night sky. His eyes were like torches, penetrating the darkness and seeing every corner of the battlefield. He knew that a large number of enemy troops had entered the battle area, and this was a critical moment.

"Use a rocket launcher to blow up their lead vehicle! Destroy their mobility!" Bao Long's order was instantly transmitted to the members of the first team through the intercom. He knew that only by blowing up the enemy's lead vehicle could they effectively destroy their mobility and slow down their advance.

"Got it!" The voices of two firepower hands rang out simultaneously from the rooftops of two bungalows, one on the left and one on the right. They stood up from their original crawling state, carrying new rocket launchers on their shoulders, with focused expressions.

After a short calibration, the two gunners fired the rocket without hesitation. The rocket was like a meteor in the dark night, dragging a long tail of flame across the night sky and fiercely bombarding the first troop transport truck of the enemy.

A violent explosion suddenly sounded, causing the entire battlefield to tremble.

The huge truck was instantly turned into a wreck in the explosion, and the soldiers in the truck also suffered heavy casualties in the explosion.

Their screams and groans echoed in the night sky, forming a cruel and shocking picture.

The first troop transport truck was lying across the road, its huge wreckage blocking the way for the vehicles behind it. Fire and smoke rose in the night sky, forming thick smoke barriers that made the entire battlefield even more chaotic.

"Captain! The enemy destroyed our troop transport trucks with heavy firepower, and other vehicles can no longer pass quickly!" The battalion commander's voice was anxious and nervous, breaking the tranquility of the battlefield. He stood in front of Ge Aiming, reporting the battle situation ahead, his eyes full of worry.

Ge Aiming grabbed the battalion commander by the collar. His face was grim and he said in a manic voice, "According to the information from the Military Control Commission, the number of people from the Northern Frontier Central Intelligence Agency who entered Taizhou does not exceed one hundred! I don't care what method you use, just get in and wipe them out! If we can't even deal with a small group of enemy spies, our 157th Regiment will become the laughing stock of the entire Southern Government!"

The battalion commander was intimidated by Ge Aiming's momentum, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, I understand, commander." He left quickly, ready to carry out the commander's orders.

Under the order from above, the soldiers of the 157th Regiment began to advance on foot. The firepower of the first squadron of the E Squadron, which occupied the high ground, also began to use the heavy machine guns in their hands to pull up a dense firepower network, wantonly harvesting the lives of the enemy.

At the same time, two snipers were also observing the situation keenly.

They hid in the dark, their eyes sharp as eagles, looking for an angle that would allow them to kill the enemy officers.

As more and more soldiers poured into the battlefield, the position of the fireman who was hiding was discovered by the enemy. The enemy quickly looked for cover and launched a torrential fire. A dozen artillerymen quickly placed the 60MM mortar on the ground, pointed the muzzle at the position of the fireman, and prepared to cover the fire.

Under the fierce suppression of the enemy's firepower, the two firepower operators could not raise their heads to fight back. They were facing great danger, and their lives were hanging by a thread.

At this time, the voice of Captain Bao Long rang in their ears: "No. 4, No. 5, quickly evacuate with the help of smoke bombs and change positions. The enemy is going to use mortars to cover the target point!"

The two heavy gunners moved quickly. They pulled out their smoke guns and fired several smoke bombs in front of themselves. Suddenly, a thick smoke filled the battlefield. With the cover of the smoke, the two gunners stood up, crouched and quickly jumped down from the roof. Their movements were swift and decisive, as if they were walking between life and death.

Just two minutes after they left, a series of mortar shells whizzed in, turning the rooftop they were on into ruins. Flames and smoke intertwined, forming an extremely tragic battlefield picture.

"Sniper, kill their commanders above the company level and create panic!" Bao Long's order sounded again. He hoped to create panic among the enemy troops by killing their commanders, thus disrupting their formation.

At the same time, Tal also received a message for help from the first squad: "Captain! The number of enemies is too large, the first squad requests fire support." Baolong knew the severity of the battle situation and quickly sent a message for help to Tal.

"Hold on for another five minutes. The second and third teams will soon enter the battlefield area to provide you with fire support!" Tal's rough and low voice came from the intercom. Baolong held the intercom tightly and responded quickly: "No problem, I will let the snipers and assaulters do their best to delay the enemy's advance."

Baolong's order was immediately conveyed to every team member, and they seemed to be injected with a strong motivation. The snipers looked for a more suitable shooting angle, their eyes were as sharp as eagles, closely watching the enemy's every move.

A sniper crawling on a water tower finally found a perfect angle. He adjusted his breathing, silently counted the distance and wind speed, and then pulled the trigger. With a loud "bang", the bullet streaked through the night sky like a meteor, piercing the eyebrow of a battalion commander of the 157th Regiment from meters away. The battalion commander screamed and fell in a pool of blood. His death instantly caused panic and chaos on the battlefield.

"The battalion commander is dead! The enemy has snipers, be careful to find cover!" Panic shouts came from the enemy's communication channel. The enemy soldiers looked for cover, trying to avoid the sniper's fatal blow. However, at this moment, four assaulters took advantage of the cover and began to use their G43 semi-automatic rifles to launch precise continuous shooting at the enemy soldiers exposed in the open area. For a time, the battlefield was filled with gunfire and flames. Under the suppression of the assaulters' firepower, the enemy soldiers suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

The firepower operators also completed the replacement of positions and the replenishment of ammunition. They found a suitable shooting position again, and the roar of the M42 heavy machine gun resounded in the dark night again. Dense bullets swept towards the enemy positions like a storm, and for a moment, a bloody storm was set off on the battlefield again.

As the second and third teams penetrated into the core area of ​​the battlefield from the left and right sides, the whole street instantly became a mess. The three combat teams of E Squadron cooperated with each other very well, constantly launching various tactics. While avoiding being surrounded by a large number of enemy forces, they also launched extremely fierce counterattacks. For a full twenty minutes, the 157th Regiment, with a number of nearly people, was blocked on the port street meters away from the dock and could not advance an inch. At this time, the pressure faced by E Squadron was also extremely enormous.

The ammunition supplies they carried were limited, and they had no support to rely on. In this situation, they also had to buy enough time for Yan Shuangying so that the CIA people could evacuate Asano Wenliang smoothly.