America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 565 River Valley Ambush
Lieutenant Gomez was very dissatisfied with his superior's decision.

There are only a few hundred half-dead mud legs, and ten people can't make up five decent guns. They have been starved to death in the mountains and seaside, and they have to set out overnight with people to encircle and suppress them.

It is said that a group of Spanish soldiers guarding the city left the city without permission and were wiped out.

Colonel Francis judged that the gang of insurgents stationed near the fishing village did it, so he decided to go out as soon as possible to suppress the bandits.

The expeditionary army was divided into three groups and marched towards the fishing village from three directions.

It is said that it is a large army, but in fact it is not many. Thousands of people, most of them are still staying in the port of Santiago to prevent other rebels from sneaking attacks.

According to the colonel, more than 1000 people are enough to encircle this hundreds of Chinese troops who are not considered the main force in the rebel army.

As long as this group of people is blocked by the sea, they can't fly with their wings, and wait to go to the sea to feed the fish.

Lieutenant Gomez led one of these three forces.

He was also dissatisfied because Colonel Francis sent himself a reporter with the army.

The reporter's name was Garcia, from Spain, and the colonel asked him to record how his heroic army dealt with the Cuban rebels.

Gomez knew the man from his time in Spain.

This kind of person is very troublesome.

Talking nonsense along the way, asking this and that.

You have to protect his safety, and you can't do something too outrageous to prevent him from talking nonsense after returning to China.

After all, Spain's military and liberal government have never been able to pee in the same jug.

Gomez and his troops set off early in the morning, and after walking for about three or four hours, they reached a river valley north of the fishing village.

In front of the river is a hillside with jungle mixed with rocks.

"What a bunch of idiots." Lieutenant Gomez got off his horse, went to the river and squatted down, washing his face with the river water.

He raised his head and glanced at the hot sun hanging in the sky, felt pain in his eyes within a second, and quickly lowered his head.

Cuba is located in the tropics, and it is summer all year round, especially in the wild, the sun is unbearable.

"Damn it, a bunch of masters are hiding in a mansion in San Diego, drinking, eating ice and playing with women, but I want to come to this bloody place to suppress bandits, damn it!"

Gomez stood up while cursing.

The adjutant behind him heard his cursing, and hurriedly handed over a plump yellow-green guava.

Gomez pulled out a dagger and slashed off the top of the fruit, revealing the pink flesh inside.

The lieutenant began nibbling on the guava like a pig.

"Sir, shall we continue to move forward?" asked the adjutant who handed him the fruit, "This place should not be far from the destination. If I remember correctly, the arrival time agreed with the other two troops should be around two o'clock in the afternoon."

"Hurry up! Let everyone go to the jungle to rest for a while. It's been a long journey." Gomez replied angrily while eating fruit, "Let them fight first, we will go later."

"Lieutenant, it's really hot in Cuba."

A reporter named Garcia came over.

He was a little fat, and wiped his sweat with a handkerchief in his hand.

"Hey, Mr. Reporter, it's not the rainy season. If it's the rainy season, you'll really see what's wrong with this damn place."

Gomez glanced sideways at Garcia and said.

"Anyway, if it's the rainy season, I wouldn't want to march in such a wooded place even if I was killed."

"The muddy road, the damn mosquitoes, and dengue fever. If you get infected, you will die. It is very dangerous for a civilized person like you, Mr. Reporter."

Garcia heard the teasing in Gomez's words.

He glanced at the latter's epaulettes, and said in a strange way:
"Mr. Lieutenant, if I remember correctly, when you were in Spain, you were a sergeant. I didn't expect to come out and make a fortune now."

Instead of being angry, Gomez was happy.

He patted his shoulder badge proudly:
"Hey, you're asking. I first went to the Philippines, where I slaughtered a bunch of East Asian monkeys, and then I came to Cuba, where I slaughtered a bunch of black-skinned monkeys."

"Thanks to the Virgin Mary for giving me these opportunities. If I said that slaughtering a monkey can lead to promotion, I would have applied to come out of Spain a long time ago."

"Lieutenant, hey, Mr. Reporter, do you know what this means? I have more than 400 people under my command, I think back then."

When Gomez was proudly looking at his shoulder blowing bullshit to the reporter, he didn't know that there were several people staring at him in the jungle not far away.

"This person should be the leader."

Chen Jianqiu leaned against a tree and put down the telescope in his hand.

Beside him, Camilla squatted, holding a rifle in her hand, the barrel resting on the stone in front of her.

This sniper rifle was converted from Roswell 1888.

Craftsmen at the Roswell Armory used electric stamping machines and cold forging to produce its main parts, and innovatively used spot welding techniques in some places.

There is a detachable semi-circular sight guard on the body of the gun.The front sight can be adjusted for wind deflection, and the sight gauge is adjustable from 100 meters to 2000 meters, with an increment of every 100 meters.

At the same time, a six-fold optical sight was installed on the gun.

Unlike the previous scopes that are almost as long as the gun body, this scope has a relatively low mount, and the aiming baseline is close to that of the mechanical sight, and it does not affect the loading of bullets with bridge ammunition.

At the moment, Camilla is also observing the same target as Chen Jianqiu obliquely below through the scope.

"It's a lieutenant." Camilla's vermilion lips parted slightly.

With a sniper rifle in hand, she returned to her former top sniper appearance in the west, indifferent and focused.

"Is this okay? It seems a bit far away?" He Jianshun on the side opened his eyes wide.

He could actually see two people squatting by the river, but the distance was so far away, it felt unreliable based on his experience.

Camilla ignored him, her index finger already on the trigger.

Chen Jianqiu patted He Jianshun on the shoulder:

"Brother, take people and prepare to attack."

At the same time, he also took off the rifle on his shoulder, and at the same time changed the bar to his shoulder, avoiding Camilla's gun line, and walked towards the edge of the jungle in front of him.

Perhaps the Chinese soldiers had already left their positions, or the lieutenant stood up and was about to leave.

Less than ten seconds after Chen Jianqiu arrived at the location, a gunshot came from the woods behind him.

Camilla pulled the trigger.

"...Let me tell you, Mr. Reporter, no matter how much you ridicule me with the spring and autumn style of writing, you can't change the reality, that is, after this fight, I will be promoted again!"

"I"

Mr. Reporter's complexion was a little pale.

He was stunned speechless.

The damned soldier in front of him stood up and smiled mockingly at him.

Garcia took off his glasses, wiped off his sweat, then put them on again, glaring at the lieutenant.

But suddenly, he noticed that the lieutenant's sardonic smile had become blurred.

To be precise, the whole world is blurred.

He also heard a gunshot, and then something sprayed violently on his face, on his glasses.

The world suddenly turned a blurry red.

He felt something hot on his face.

There is also a fishy smell.

The reporter quickly took off his glasses.

He found a dead body lying in front of him, half buried in the river.

A piece of scarlet spread from his head, like a red ribbon, extending downstream.

"There is an ambush!"

Beside the reporter, Gomez's adjutant reacted quickly, yelling at the soldiers behind him while drawing his guns to organize defense or retreat.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, his head exploded in an instant.

The adjutant rolled his eyes and fell on the immobile reporter. The blood from his head stained Garcia's overalls red.

"Er~ ah~ ah!~~"

The reporter yelled in horror.

He violently pushed away the body of the adjutant on his body, stepped back a few steps, but unexpectedly hit a stone by the river, and sat down on the river bank.

The gunshots instantly "crackled".

The troops were ambushed by the river, lost their officers for a short time, and fell into chaos.

Several junior officers tried to organize the soldiers.

But something terrible happened.

Anyone who raised a hand, or yelled something like "Don't panic, brothers from our company come to me." would be shot in the head with precision.

Chen Jianqiu and Camilla, one in front and one behind, one on the left and one on the right, specially beat those leaders who looked like officers.

The pressure brought by the couple's two top snipers is suffocating.

After another officer was shot dead, no one dared to stand up again, and the rest hid in their own soldiers.

"Sir, what should we do now." A soldier lay on the ground, turned his head and asked his own officer behind him - a sergeant.

The sergeant was also on the ground.

He was tearing off his epaulettes, and when he heard his subordinate calling him, he was startled.

"Don't fucking look at me! Don't fucking salute me either!" The sergeant said with a hideous face, suppressing his voice.

But his behavior did not escape Camilla's eyes.

A shot went off.

The sergeant's words stopped abruptly, and he threw himself on the river beach without moving.

Camilla did not go to confirm whether the sergeant who was hit was dead.

She turned back and pulled the bolt with a blank expression, quickly pressed the clip into the magazine, and started looking for prey again.

He Jianshun and his soldiers also started their own shooting.

However, due to lack of sufficient training and unfamiliarity with the use of new firearms, the hit rate is not high.

Some experienced Spanish soldiers, without the leadership of an officer, began to spontaneously use the bunker to organize a search towards the hillside.

Because some of them heard that there were not many people on the opposite side.

Also, they had spotted the men behind the rocks and trees and started firing back as they advanced.

Due to the absolute superiority in numbers, they believed that the opponent would be wiped out soon.

They advanced to a place only tens of meters away from the forefront position, and they were about to fight hand to hand.

However, at this time, grenades suddenly flew out from the stone in arcs.

These grenades were thrown by the Longxiang group soldiers who were mixed in the team.

This thing has not been trained, if it is not thrown well, it will be a disaster, and maybe it will kill one of us.

The grenades that the soldiers of the rebel army brought before they set off were all prepared for the skilled fighters of the Long Xiang group.

Commonly known as "mobile grenade box".

When they arrived at the location, they handed the grenades on their bodies to the Chinese soldiers of the Longxiang team one by one.

The Spanish soldiers originally attacked from the bottom up, and the terrain was at a disadvantage, so it was not easy to fight.

These grenades that fell from the sky exploded among the Spanish soldiers who rushed forward, causing them to suffer a catastrophe.

With a salvo, the Spanish soldiers who rushed up were pushed back again.

At this time, four people carried a big guy to the bottom of the hillside.

At the same time, several boxes of ammunition were carried down the hillside.

This happened to be seen by Chen Jianqiu who was searching the battlefield from a high place on the side.

He was a little dumbfounded.

He is all too familiar with this stuff.

Maxim machine gun.

As for whether it is an improved model from Germany or the original product from our British factory, it is really hard to tell without seeing Biaoyi for a while.

According to the transactions he had seen before, the European countries' current configuration of heavy machine guns for their troops is still relatively chaotic.

If he guessed correctly, the Spanish battalion in front of him had at least one or two heavy machine guns.

He didn't know where the other station went, but this one was actually appearing before his eyes.

No one knows better than him how powerful this thing is.

Even if you don't have an advantage in fighting from the bottom up, it's enough to drink a pot for yourself.

Fortunately, there is only one on the opposite side.

Not being killed by the guns he sells is the first priority of arms dealers.

Chen Jianqiu raised the rifle in his hand.

The machine gunner is oblivious to his danger because his attention is on the gun itself and on the front.

The ammunition kicked open the wooden box containing the bullets.

The bullet belt that was pressed the night before was already placed in the wooden box.

The machine gunner opened the cover on the case and adjusted his posture.

Just as Chen Jianqiu was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly found that blood was blooming from the machine gunner's neck, and he fell on the machine gun.

Probably because the arteries in the neck were punctured, and the blood was sprayed everywhere like a fountain.

A Spanish soldier behind him dragged the body away and prepared to take the dead man's place.

However, his fate was the same as that of his predecessor, and he was shot through again unexpectedly.

Chen Jianqiu knew that it was Camilla who made the move.

With her skill, as long as the bullets are not used up, whoever uses this machine gun will die.

So Chen Jianqiu easily killed the ammunition hand who was still sorting out the ammunition.

He put away Roswell 1888 and took out the BAR he was carrying on his body.

This thing is really a bit heavy on the back.

Chen Jianqiu opened the tripod under the barrel of the BAR and set it on the rock in front of him.

Are you only allowed to have a heavy machine gun, and I am not allowed to have a light machine gun?

He started aiming at the Spanish soldiers below and started firing bursts.

A person who can shoot well with a bolt-action rifle may not be able to use an automatic rifle well.

His gun will be pressed.

Chen Jianqiu thought that his gun pressing skills were not bad.

Who let him be the boss? He took Browning's new gadgets to the shooting range to practice when he had nothing to do. He even didn't forget to play with the samples sent from Roswell on the banks of the Hudson River when he was in New York.

"clatter"

"Da da da"

"Da da da da."

Single shot, three-point burst, burst shot.

Chen Jianqiu chose his shooting method according to the following situation.

His expanded magazine has been increased from twenty rounds to thirty rounds, and the firepower vacuum period is very short.

But the Spanish soldiers below were bad luck.

They didn't pay attention to the side at first, but after they found out, Chen Jianqiu had already moved.

Those soldiers were named one by one, and suffered heavy casualties for a while.

The attack failed, and the commander died, and the veterans who led the team suffered all casualties.

The Spanish soldiers finally planned to retreat.

(End of this chapter)