C916 water ghost Landing

"Si Diwen, Dan Nier, Grant … Each of you will bring three classes, sealing off all the land channels in the Dakar. The black people can let them through, and the others can detain them … "

"Yan Xing and the soldiers from the two classes are responsible for attacking General Governor's Mansion … "Remember, don't get entangled with the enemy's main force..."

"Liu Anchen, Jiang Yuheng … "Bring four squads to search the civilian area of Southern City. According to our previous plans, don't let off any suspicious people …"

"Everyone else follow me, find the enemy's main force and annihilate them within the city. We must cause absolute chaos …"

Qiu Wei, as the creator of Special team's landing plan, naturally became the commander in chief of this raid. The small boat, under everyone's unified control, flew towards the dock like an arrow that had been released from a bow.

The surface of the sea was filled with floating wreckage and corpses of dead people. In the end, the long oars were barely able to paddle normally in the sea, and the oars kept hitting on the wreckage and corpses, forcing all the soldiers to pull out an engineer shovel from behind and paddle hard in the sea.

The fourth cannon emplacement was getting closer and closer. This was the last cannon emplacement that was currently resisting, the limited garrison could only operate half of the cannons, but this half of the cannons was also causing a lot of trouble for the Zhiyuan Warship.

Although the previous stalls that the musket had shot out were solid iron, this thing was so dead and heavy that it would not look good even if it smashed into a hole in the Zhiyuan Warship!

Fortunately, the French side had neglected the issue of the levelling up of the garrison army of the Dakar. If the latest type of rifled cannon was equipped here in advance, then not to mention attacking the port, Zhiyuan Warship probably wouldn't even dare to come close to the effective range.

The flames on the turret shot up into the sky, and the cannon's sound rumbled! The French army that resisted with all their might were in a bright area, so they naturally could not see the surrounding darkness. It was only until the marines were within ten meters of the stone cannon that someone screamed out.

"There's something on the sea …" With a muffled bang, the shouting came to an abrupt stop. The gun of the Mauser's rifle that was carrying the simple scope in Qiu Wei's hand was emitting green smoke. The opposing French army member who was shot in the middle of the forehead was deader than dead.

"Sniper Suppression..." Special team is fighting over the stalls … " With a single command, gunfire shot out from all six small boats. New Mauser's rifle s, the latest rifled ore had brought the most stable trajectory. The quality of the scope that was refined by Prussian industry was absolutely reliable.

As the bullets reaped their lives, the shooting sounds on the turret immediately stopped.

The war of the Tanggu, the war of the Beijing Gate, the bloody war of the Japanese Osaka … The classic combat examples had already proven the terrifying lethality of a sniper on the battlefield.

Xiao Letian's requirements were very strict. His ultimate goal was to create an all-round field class for China, with ten people to a class. He had to have a heavy machine gun, a sniper, and a small caliber mortar.

However, the goal of at least ten people being equipped with a sniper rifle had been achieved, especially the students who were studying abroad, who were also godly marksmen who were fed bullets.

This time, there were 22 snipers in the 180-man team. It would be easy for them to suppress a small cannon.

The other marines jumped into the sea and started climbing up while grasping the cracks between the rocks. Without shouting, they didn't need their superior's cry to raise their morale; this was what a true elite was. Their bodies and minds were completely immersed in battle, and there was no joy or sadness, only the desire to successfully complete the mission.

When the first Marine Corps member charged onto the cannon emplacement, the end of the defending army finally arrived. When the first Marine Corps member rushed onto the cannon emplacement, the end of the defending army finally arrived.

Just as the soldier was about to cover his chest with blood, the bayonet flashed and pierced the throat of a loader.

As more and more marines rushed forward, the cold-blooded killers were sparing no time for their bullets. The hundred meter long cannon emplacement suddenly became a showcase for cold weapons battles.

It was a one-sided massacre. The artillery from the hot blanket didn't carry any rifles or other weapons. In the face of such an attack, they could only rely on their physical strength to fend off the debris.

The brutal massacre finally shattered the last bit of the defenders' morale. "Ghost!" They are not people, they are water ghost … " After this mournful howl rang out, the French army on the cannon emplacement scattered and fled.

In the current Earth, they had never even heard of a country's army smearing paint on their face during battle. Now that it was late at night and the smell of the God of Death's blood was so strong, it was no wonder they mistakenly thought it was a group of water ghost swimming up from the Atlantic.

The fear in their hearts grew, and when the marines followed them and attacked the harbor, the water ghost's roars had already spread out to the entire city, the panicking atmosphere became more and more intense.

"Each squad will move according to the original plan … Remember your mission... If you break away from the formation of the main force, you will immediately create chaos in the city... Don't pity them, we don't want any prisoners in this battle! Charge! "

Under Qiu Wei's command, each squad split up and moved towards their intended destination.

"Sir, there's a company of French soldiers in front of us. They're charging towards us from around the corner …"

"The snipers occupy the high ground, the teams look for cover …" "Useless trash, don't you know how to use all the corpses on the ground to create a horizontal shooting bunker?"

"Block, block from the spot …"

The sniper kicked open the door of the street and rushed to the attic under the terrified shouts of a group of a hundred residents. The Mauser's bolt was pulled and a yellow bullet was filled in.

All the windows on the ground floor had been broken, and the black muzzles of the guns were pointed at the intersection ahead. In the street, behind a horizontal shooting bunker piled with corpses, lay a line of Marines.

The house across the street had already been set ablaze. The bright flames provided the best view for the snipers and soldiers. When a company of French soldiers swarmed over from the direction of the scream, gunfire immediately erupted.

Before the French captain on his warhorse could give an order, a bullet entered his left eye and lifted the top of the skull.

White brains sprayed all over the faces of the surrounding soldiers as mournful cries of "Captain has been shot!" rang out. The captain is dead... There are enemies... "Enemy attack …"

The French army was in a complete mess. There were those who stole the corpses, those who sought cover, those who used guns to counterattack, and even those who tried to sneak to either side in an attempt to escape at any moment …

The sound of gunfire and explosions resounded one after another. The troops that lost their officers' command were destined to fall apart. It had only been ten minutes since the exchange of fire between the two sides, and the French troops of one company had already begun retreating, leaving more than forty corpses behind.

Qiu Wei crawled up from the pile of corpses. He spat towards the ground in disdain, "Paper tiger, I thought you guys were invincible. So you're just a paper tiger …"