Alchemy Greater China

() Billindley is the instructor of the Morgan family. He usually trains dead soldiers for the Morgan family. This time, he was assigned to Pulitzer Morgan. Tonight, he is commanding 500 security forces. The goal is simple. , is to eat the aboriginal fishing grounds outside the woods.

Bilindley was well aware of the quality of the security forces, and he didn't expect to be able to command them like a finger. As long as they all could shoot and didn't flee in panic and mess up their positions, they would have met expectations.

It was precisely because of this consideration that Birindley dispersed the security forces from the moment he entered the woods, so as not to be disturbed by the black sheep.

What Billindley really relied on was the 120 people under his command. They were all elites carefully cultivated by the Morgan family. Compared with those retired soldiers who only knew how to earn commissions, their combat effectiveness was incomparable.

"Report, sir, it's safe to walk all the way (car), and the woods are about to come out ahead, please order the advance formation, sir!" A serving officer came out to report to Birindley. ..

It can be seen that the Dragon Scale Army ambushing in the woods has not been discovered at all.

"Assault formation!" Billindley waved his hand nonchalantly, "Surround the fishing ground directly, no one is allowed to miss!"

Before coming here, Pulitzer made it clear to Billindley that those aboriginal fishermen are precious resources, and they are not allowed to be killed unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Yes!" The waiter puffed up his chest, and hastily delivered the order.

In the United States in this era, the level of land warfare is still very low, and things like "formation" are still retained.The assault formation refers to the attack method in which the troops form an awl shape, with the elite soldiers in front, the old and weak at the rear, and ordinary soldiers covering the two wings. In Billindley's mind, it is an assault in the dark.Enough to deal with twice as many enemies as himself, not to mention a small native fishing ground?

Out of the woods, the 120 members were sharper than Lindley, five in a row, raised their rifles, and ran towards the fishing ground behind the slope.Its momentum is like a torrent in the dark night.Under the light of this star, it is very mighty and extraordinary.

Billindley sat in the rear, and under the guard of ten soldiers, he followed unhurriedly, and said with a smile: "I hope those greedy guys have already fought with the natives. In this way, we can reduce our losses."

Billindley was well aware of people like Sanders who slipped away halfway to pick up bargains, but he didn't stop him at all.Because he knows: what Morgan wants are fishing grounds, fry, and aboriginal fishermen who can raise warm fish!A little dollar bill is regarded as a reward, rewarding these money-grubbing people to work hard first, and consume a little bit of the resistance of the natives.

For the elite Morgan cultivated, a life is precious!From this perspective, Billindley can also be regarded as "love soldiers like sons".

When Billindley's elite rushed into the range of the fishing ground, the wooden houses on the shore of the lake were already lit up with flames, and the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong was like roasting beans.Breaking through the silence, it seemed so harsh!

Billindley's calculations came true.The security forces who came out of the forest before him had already exchanged fire with the natives in advance, and it seemed that the fighting was still fierce.

"Who set fire to these idiots?" Billindley, who was hanging behind, was furious.If you rob money, you rob it. What kind of fire are you setting off?If Wen Wenyu is burned, it will be a great sin: "Send the order to me, quickly kill the natives, and bring these fires under control!"

Billindley's wish was quickly granted. The 120 elite members seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. As soon as they joined the battle, there was a strange cry from behind the wooden house. There were dark shadows, and countless vigorous figures were like the ghosts released after opening the Pandora's box. Swishing and swishing around, it rushed towards the vast mountain rat behind the wooden house.

In the blink of an eye, there was no shadow left!

"The rabble!"

Seeing that the battle ended so easily, Billindley felt complacent, but also despised the cowardice and incompetence of the natives and those greedy security forces.It's just that he completely chose to ignore it. In fact, his so-called elite didn't fire a few shots in total, and he didn't even kill an 'incompetent native'.

Having successfully 'taken over' the fishing ground, Billindley was proudly inspecting several fishing boats on the 'trophy' lake, while waiting for the adjutant to report the results of the battle.

Soon, the extremely efficient adjutant came back and reported the status of the fishery to Billindley.

The first is personnel damage, 18 dead bodies, 45 lightly and seriously wounded, but these are the security forces who arrived at the fishing ground earlier, Bi Lindley's elite was not injured, and the natives of the fishing ground did not leave a single human hair behind.

The adjutant's explanation was that the natives were familiar with the terrain, and all the casualties should have been dragged to the mountains behind.

Regarding this, Bilin Deli was slightly dissatisfied: So, there is no one alive, so why not search the mountains next?Otherwise, wouldn't Mr. Morgan's instruction to capture the fisherman alive be fulfilled?

The second is to count the spoils. This fishing ground has a total of 22 large and small wooden houses and 10 large and small fishing boats. Not counting the warm fish in the lake. In the warehouse just discovered, there are three large tanks for storing fry. Roughly estimated, the number I'm afraid it won't be less than 2!

This is good news. In any case, with those 2 lukewarm fish, Bilindley is enough to compete with Pulitzer Morgan.

Billindley was overjoyed and asked the adjutant to lead the way to the warehouse.

"Load, load everything, escort back!"

In the warehouse, Billindley commanded his elite men to pick up the warm fish from the big tank, and then carefully pour it into the special carriage full of constant temperature towers.

This batch of warm fish had to be sent back to Mingyue Village to supplement the consumption of the constant temperature tower there.

This is the first priority!

Watching the 20 elites drive the special carriage out of sight, Billindley touched his strategic chin, and began to think about how to search the mountains and find out those native fishermen who escaped faster than rabbits.

These aborigines are too inappropriate. I have occupied the homeland where you live. You should rather die than retreat and resist desperately!It's too spineless to flee into the mountains if you can't beat it once!

Billindley thought: The natives are supposed to be simple and unintelligent, hey, they must have been spoiled by the Schmidt company and become so slippery!

Just when Billindley was lamenting that the hearts of the people were not old and the natives knew how to turn strategically, a piece of bad news came that made the back of his head tingle!

"Report, report to the officer, woo woo. I...we are under attack!"

A disheveled elite soldier who seemed to have been raped by a dozen black bears was carried in. Billindley recognized him, wasn't he one of the 20 elite soldiers who escorted the special carriage away just now?

They just left for less than 2 hours!Now, the sky is not yet full light!What happened? !

"What's going on? Just, just you? Where's the carriage? Where's Wenwen fish fry!" Birindley rushed to the soldier and shouted with his thick neck.

"We're in an ambush!"

The elite's face was bloodstained, but he still had the tone to speak. He shouted angrily, "Sir, we were attacked by the natives. Except for me, everyone else is gone! The carriage was also taken away by them!"

"It's unreasonable! You bastard... you bastard!"

Billindley couldn't accept the fact that the aboriginal fishermen withdrew to the mountains behind them, didn't they?Why are there still people lying in ambush in the woods when they came?Could it be... This is a trap arranged by the natives long ago, and this fishing ground is a trap.Waiting for us to jump in?No, absolutely impossible!How could the natives be so cunning?

"Huh...huh..."

As a high-quality officer, Bilindley took a few breaths, forced himself to calm down, and judged: "It will definitely not be an aborigine. If there was an ambush in advance, we would not be able to pass through the woods without noticing it! Yes! , That's right. It must be Schmidt's escort team. They received the information and rushed to save the fishing ground! The 20 elites were just unlucky and bumped into the other side's large army! Yes, it must be like this!"

With a commander's keen sense of smell, Billindley sensed: Schmidt's escort, which has been shrinking all the time, is coming!

"Emergency assembly, call everyone, war! War is coming!"

Billindley growled.The veins on the neck are popping out, "All the security forces who have signed the contract have it. After the rest, take the rifle and let me go. Defeat the evil and despicable Schmidt guards!"

Sure enough, they are useless guards. They have been hiding and not showing their faces. Even when attacking, they dared to hide in the woods and attack us after the fishing ground they protected fell!Hmph, once my elites come out, they will definitely fail!

Seeing the herald go out in a hurry, Billindley wiped away the little haze just now, and smiled confidently.

The remaining more than 400 security forces were quickly assembled. They did not disperse on a large scale this time, but were only divided into two parts, turning into two arrows, one left and one right, straight into the forest illuminated by the morning sun.

One side is the elite of Bi Lindley, and the other side is the security forces with mixed composition. Two fists will definitely make Schmidt's guards cry.

Billindley still had the old idea, and he didn't want to let the 'remnant soldiers' security forces spoil his good soup.

Such arrogance prevented Bilindley from beginning to end communicating with the security guards who first exchanged fire with the natives. This mistake cost Bilindley a heavy price.

120 elite soldiers marched neatly, holding bright rifles, and first entered the woods. On the other side, the "no-name" security forces, which had a large number of people, were scattered in formation. Looking around, retreating against the current, somehow fell to the end during the march.

These security guards who seemed to be trying to sneak out were the group of people who entered the fishing ground earlier and fought with the natives of the fishing ground for some reason!

It was said that they had been beaten for a while, but in fact, this group of people knew that they were obviously being beaten!I didn't even see a single bit of the enemy's figure!

It is said that after they rushed into the fishing ground, the lights were in the dark at first, but suddenly several wooden houses were lit up, and then the gunshots continued, and each sound was like a grinning grin from the god of death, which would surely harvest a lot of fish. The lives of all companions! How did 18 corpses and 45 wounded come about?They were all killed and injured for no reason in just 30 minutes!

Fortunately, Bi Lindley came in time, so the number of casualties can be stopped, but after experiencing such a weird, terrifying, and horrifying incident, these security soldiers have deep feelings for those aborigines who have not seen the "true face of Lushan Mountain" Fear!

How can the natives be so powerful, there must be experts in the guards!Schmidt's escort team is by no means simple!

Therefore, they were very pessimistic about Bi Lindley's swaggering into the woods, and they all chose to protect themselves wisely, and ended up waiting and watching.

Of course.After all, there were still a small number of these security guards watching. After 10 minutes, all the soldiers entered the woods, and there was no one left outside.

For the next two hours, gunshots continued to ring out in the woods, totaling no less than a few hundred!And the sound of these guns is very regular.First, there was one or two rings, with a slight interval, and then the gunshots exploded like firecrackers, and finally... fell into a deathly silence, and so on.

Somewhere in the woods, Billindley's face was covered with beads of sweat and his eyes were glowing red. The elegance of Zhizhu before was no longer there, replaced by the madness of a gambler when he was on the verge of losing everything!

"Bastard, bastard. Vile reptile!"

Billindley picked up his gun and fired it in one direction like he was venting: "Come out one-on-one! What kind of a man is hiding in the grass? How about your chivalry? Come out, come out and let me beat you to death! Beast , only know about the bugs crawling in the haystack! Cough bah..."

No wonder Bi Lindley lost his composure. It was because of the weirdness of the battle that it broke his psychological bottom line.

As soon as his elite entered the woods, they looked around for traces of the guards.But it didn't take long for one of his soldiers to be killed with a cold shot.And the people next to him didn't even know where the bullet came from!

With the first one, there will be the second and the third... The black guns of reptiles that Billindley angrily reprimanded are constantly opening. Every time a gun is fired, an elite or a miscellaneous card must fall, and the response here , just a vent-style 'clap bang bang'.He couldn't even touch a fart of the guards, so powerless.

In two hours, 10 people fell under the "black gun" that Bilindley saw with his own eyes, while the others didn't see it and only heard it with their ears.Casualties are even more difficult to calculate.

The god of death that may come at any time, how can Bilindley not collapse?

While Billindley was roaring wildly, a few hundred meters away from him, a row of soldiers in camouflage uniforms suddenly appeared, raised their guns, and aimed at a small group of security forces who were still in a daze. He shot with cold eyes...

After 10 minutes, Bilin Deli arrived, and there were only a dozen or so corpses left in disorder on the ground.

One of the surviving security guards trembled like a frightened partridge, and knocked his teeth up and down: "Yes, they are the guards. Their guns are no less than ours. Their shots are very accurate, and their eyes are absolutely murderous... ..."

After listening to the soldier's desperate narration, it wasn't until this moment that Bilindley felt something wrong with his back: Schmidt's guard... I'm afraid it's not as easy to deal with as imagined!

Can it be dealt with easily?I don't know how many casualties I have, but I didn't even kill the other party...

It can be said that he was plotted against by the black gun before, but just now the other party showed his real body and killed more than a dozen of himself with zero casualties...

"Withdraw, withdraw!" Billindley gave the order and decided to withdraw from the woods and return to the fishing ground: "Send another ten experienced men to rush out of the woods and tell Mr. Morgan the information about Schmidt's escort. ! Tell them to beware!"

The security forces withdrew in embarrassment, and the guards who had disappeared mysteriously had no intention of chasing them out. When they returned to the fishing ground and counted, Billindley grinned and felt pain: 35 people were killed and injured by his elite, and 48 people were killed and injured by miscellaneous cards. [-] people!

More than two hours, adding up to nearly one hundred dead!Billindley no longer had the strength to be angry, but faint anxiety and fear surged up.

This anxiety and fear intensified again after an hour, and the ten people who were sent out to deliver the letter came back, but what came back was only their cold bodies, but their souls had gone to see God!

"Damn, are they blocking us?"

Billindley couldn't care less about mourning for the ten corpses, because he just discovered at this moment that this fishing ground is surrounded by water on one side, mountains on two sides, and woods on the other side. It is a desperate place!

The security forces didn't bring any food at all, and they couldn't find even a grain of rice in the fishing ground. If they couldn't rush out, would the 300-odd people have to rely on warm fish to satisfy their hunger?

Billindley's scalp tingled and went numb.

At this time, the adjutant came in with another piece of dirty cloth, with an ugly expression on his face: "Sir, this was shot from the mountains with a bow and arrow."

The banner read: From now on, anyone who leaves the lake within a radius of 500 meters without permission will be killed without mercy!

Signed: Angry fishermen expelled from fishing grounds.

"Asshole, they are too arrogant, 500 meters, who are they scaring?"

After Billindley finished watching, the fear in his body was replaced by rage: Didn't they just rely on their familiarity with the terrain?There is a kind of duel on flat ground... I don't believe that if you leave 500 meters, you will die!

But what happened next gave Billindley a slap in the face. From the moment the cloth strips came in, some unbelieving security guards rushed to a place 500 meters away from the lake, which was already far away from the woods and mountains. Recently, without exception, they were all killed by bullets that came from nowhere.

After several people died one after another, Bilindley ordered his adjutant to lead 150 people, formed a formation and walked 500 meters away from the lake, wanting to see how the other party swallowed so many people, but he was almost paralyzed by fright.

As soon as the 150 people walked out of the restricted area, dozens of people rushed out from the junction of the woods and the mountains. When they reached the center of 100 people, they exploded 'rumble'! (To be continued.)