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Chapter 1529: Ghost Battlefield (Second update, please subscribe)

No one is ever ready for war.

Whether it is a country or an individual, no matter how detailed the plan is, no matter how close to reality the training is, there are always some truths of war that are difficult to replicate.

Life in the Marine Corps has made Wang Zijiang and his comrades into extraordinary fighters. Those once childish and stumbling children have long since transformed into strong Marines. Thanks to the long-term training, they are now all strong and powerful.

However, training is always training, and only war can make soldiers truly grow.

Veterans often say that the most memorable moment in their military career is the first mission they receive, which is like first love and a milestone on the road to growth.

Gunshots, cannon fire...

Echoing across the battlefield, the helicopter engines roared behind them...

This is the battlefield!
The battlefield was filled with the choking smell of whistle smoke. People were carrying AR15s in their hands and wearing helmets on their heads. The whistling sound of bullets flying through the air was heard.

"boom!"

Suddenly, an explosion in the distance brought Wang Zijiang back to his senses. It was only at this moment that he realized that he was already on the battlefield!

"Sir, what are we going to do now?"

Following Wang Zijiang was Sergeant He Mingxuan. Like all sergeants, he had experienced the test of war. He had fought with the Egyptians in the Suez Canal and had slept with local girls in Iraq.

In SEMC, every infantry platoon has veterans like him. These professional soldiers who have served for a long time and have made military service their career are not only the combat backbone of the army, but also pass on their combat experience to new recruits during training. At the same time, they also serve as assistants to officers, helping officers manage the troops and, more importantly, helping these platoon leaders adapt to the battlefield.

Just like now, He Mingxuan seemed to be asking, but actually he was reminding the platoon leader - you need to do something!
Finally, Wang Zijiang came to his senses and looked at the soldiers around him who were confused but full of expectations. Wang Zijiang said:

"Okay, brothers, we have arrived at the battlefield. In the next battle, I will not order you to do anything that I cannot do. I will do my best to work together with you to defeat the enemy and return victoriously..."

After a brief mobilization, Wang Zijiang immediately communicated with another officer, and soon they entered the position.

"Sir, look, that's the Jakarta people's defense line..."

Through the telescope, you can see green, green everywhere. This is the tropics, this is the rainforest. Apart from the green, there are only enemies hidden in the rainforest.

"Where were they shooting from?"

"In the rain forest!"

"Where are they firing from?"

"In the Rain Forest"

……

Because of the green color, you can't see everything. But it doesn't stop you from raising your hands and shooting at them. The density of sniper shooting is not high, and the accuracy is not good. However, it makes everyone's spirit highly nervous, because no one can tell where the source is, and the whizzing bullets are like aliens. The occasional mortar shells remind them that the enemy is in the rain forest.

To these people who had no experience in actual combat, the bushes looked like people, so they shot at the bushes frantically, but to no avail.

"Stop shooting, stop shooting!"

Wang Zijiang shouted, and then began to deploy the troops on duty, with 25% of the troops defending the positions and the rest resting on the spot.

In this way, from day to night, the night soon covered everything, and in just a few minutes it was pitch black all around, with no moonlight.

Because of concerns about the enemy's night attack, the gunners fired flares every few minutes.

However, the most dangerous enemy they encountered last night was mosquitoes. In the face of those little creatures that flew everywhere, crawled everywhere, approached quietly, buzzed, and bit people, mosquito nets and insect repellents were completely useless, and everyone suffered greatly.

There were constant slapping sounds coming from the tent, followed by shouting and cursing. The same thing happened to Wang Zijiang. By midnight, his face and hands were even red and swollen.

In order to avoid being bitten by mosquitoes, he frequently checked the defense line.

The first night, the second night, the third night...

It has always been like this.

There was no danger lurking in the dark world on the other side of the barbed wire. There were only empty rice fields that turned from green to gray, and patches of black - that was the rainforest, with fan-shaped lines that were even darker than the black night sky.

Nothing could be seen, not even the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft could see what was going on in the rain forest.

Although he couldn't see anything, Wang Zijiang had a hunch that the sniper was hiding somewhere, perhaps aiming at his head.

At this moment, he remembered what his instructor at the Officer Candidate School had said.

"In the rainforest, the biggest enemy is ghosts. We are fighting against ghosts, and we ourselves are ghosts." Ghosts...that group of ghosts are hidden among them.

As if to confirm his idea, the sniper fired again. Although it was not known whether anyone was hit, this was the sniper's purpose. They just wanted to make them sleep uneasy.

"They are trying to disturb our rest."

The translator at the side said to Wang Zijiang that he was from Riau and according to him, he had Tang ancestry.

However, according to intelligence officers, these Riau troops are not necessarily reliable. They are essentially the same as the Jakarta people. Whether in politics or military, we must be highly wary of the Riau troops. Many of their military generals are Jakarta spies or sympathize with the Jakarta troops. The nature of the two is the same.

In fact, this is a civil war. Civil wars are often so... unbelievable.

"They will continue to interfere for a few days, and then attack..."

Soon after, an unexpected battle broke out about 1 km away from the direction, with grenades, mortars, automatic weapons, and the sound of burning firewood. The flare bullets dragged red or green lines in the dark.

In the distance, the roar of cannons could be heard from time to time.

The war finally arrived, just like the first day they arrived here.

The Jakarta Army has been here all the time, waiting for these people to arrive.

The flash of exploding mortar shells tore through the darkness, and rapid gunfire echoed across the battlefield.

Holding an AR15 assault rifle, Wang Zijiang aimed forward. In the darkness, there seemed to be no movement. In the distance was a dark rain forest, and in front of him were gray rice fields. Suddenly, an intuition made Wang Zijiang's heart tighten, and he said to the radio operator:

"Call the artillery, have them fire a few flares! Get everyone ready!"

Soon, accompanied by a whistling sound, two flares lit up in the air, reflecting the earth as daytime. It was at this moment that Wang Zijiang saw a green figure in the rice field rushing towards them...

Without any orders, almost as soon as the target was spotted, the machine gunner immediately fired wildly with the MAG machine gun, and the 7.62mm bullets poured down like raindrops, while the soldiers fired wildly with the AR15 automatic rifles, and 6.5mm bullets flew towards the target one by one.

Compared with the Type 15 assault rifle, the AR6.5 produced by the Defense Equipment Company has extremely excellent performance. The aluminum receiver is not only light but also powerful. Although the caliber is small, the mm bullet can make a hole the size of a fist after hitting the human body, which basically results in either death or disability.

The little black gun can make big holes!
This is the biggest feature of AR15.

Wang Zijiang, holding a rifle, aimed at an enemy who was less than a hundred meters away from him and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da……"

Not a single bullet was wasted, all of them penetrated the enemy's body, one hit the arm, one hit the chest, and one hit the lower abdomen. At the moment the enemy was hit, he was like a sprayer, spraying blood mist from the bullet holes, even making people wonder if it was raining, splashing all over the head and face of the enemy behind him. Before he could react, another bullet hit his head. Although they were far apart, Wang Zijiang seemed to still feel the sound of the bullet hitting his skull.

"puff……"

It was like a punch to a ripe watermelon, the head shattered and red and white splashed everywhere.

At the same time, the automatic grenade machine gun in the rear also opened fire. Compared with grenades or mortars, the firepower of the grenade machine gun was more intensive. It poured grenades towards the target area like raindrops.

The 40mm grenades exploded violently the moment they hit the ground like hand grenades. The prefabricated fragments whizzed and flew in all directions. Those fragments, which were as big as green beans, were small but equally deadly. They penetrated the bodies of those who tried to block their progress and knocked down lives to the ground.

The crowd that once surged like a tide was knocked to the ground in large numbers by the continuous explosions.
At the same time, the shells whizzing in from the sky brought a new baptism, a baptism of iron and fire.

The fierce artillery fire formed a life-and-death line of iron and fire, which was insurmountable. And every step forward cost them their lives.

A carefully planned attack failed just like that.

In the face of fierce artillery fire, the so-called bravery and the sea of ​​people were almost not worth mentioning.

When everything was over, the air was filled with a pungent smell of gunpowder, which was slightly mixed with a smell of burning metal. However, these smells could not cover up the strong smell of blood in the air, and there was also a smell similar to human feces, which was the smell emitted from the shattered intestines.

All the smells mixed together to form an extremely special smell - the smell of a battlefield.

"Head count."

After Wang Zijiang issued this command, he stood in the foxhole without any cover, staring at the battlefield in front of him and the corpses on the ground.

Hundreds of enemy corpses were scattered in front of him. The once vibrant lives were turned into pieces of limbs under the fierce artillery fire, and there were even some painful groans among them, from the wounded abandoned by the enemy.

Is this the battlefield?

After this baptism of iron and fire, Wang Zijiang found that his heart seemed to have changed, just like a man after experiencing his first love. In this moment, he grew up... and became a real man.

(End of this chapter)