The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 584 Terrifying Insight

Seven or eight grenades were thrown onto the street. The Colombian soldiers had no idea what they were. While they were still looking down, the grenades exploded.

Balls of fire expanded among the crowd, and debris swept through the crowd.

When the explosion was over, some people were blown aside, and body parts and flesh were splashed far away.

The windows on both sides were thrown open as the Colombian soldiers who survived were still in shock.

Su Ya and his men stood at the windows on both sides, with the muzzles of their guns pointing downwards, and then a half-foot long flame spewed out of the muzzles.

Da da da!
Countless bullets fell into the crowd like a rainstorm, and the Colombian soldiers were shot to pieces before they could even figure out what was happening.

The crowd fell like harvested straw.

Su Ya felt his heart beating rapidly. This was his first time on the battlefield.

Yet surprisingly, there was no feeling of fear.

The adrenaline and the rush of blood put him into a state of excitement. He felt no fear, no terror, no danger, and even no pain.

"Bring the big guy up!" Su Ya fired a burst of bullets and then asked his men to bring the machine gun over.

The Colombian soldiers below had no time to fight back.

It was the first time they encountered such a battle. It seemed that the enemy had endless bullets. Countless bullets fell as soon as they opened fire.

Most people fell down on the spot, and even if a few survived, they panicked and looked for cover to hide.

They were completely stunned.

The gunfire from above finally slowed down a bit, and those people didn't dare to look up, but at this time the machine gun had been placed at the window.

One of the thugs held the ammunition belt, while the other one held the handle of the machine gun with both hands and pulled the trigger downwards.

This time, it was as if a giant dragon was roaring, and the torrent of bullets destroyed everything on the street, whether it was human bodies, wood, or bricks.

A Colombian soldier accidentally exposed his arm, and the next second his arm flew out.

The Colombian soldier didn't feel the pain yet. He was stunned for a moment, and the next second he began to shrink behind the bunker and wailing. The bunker was a thick pillar.

The next second the pillar was torn apart and destroyed by bullets, along with the soldiers behind it.

When the soldiers behind the surrounding pillars saw this scene, they became even more terrified and crawled away into the distance.

Then the next second, he was caught up by bullets. The machine gun bullets made a hole in his body and his fragile limbs were directly separated from his body.

Blood and flesh were flying all over the streets.

The smell of blood and gunpowder mixed together and quickly spread.

The fleeing American soldiers were just pretending to flee, and they immediately began to slow down after hearing the gunshots.

The backbone of this new army were veterans who had participated in the Battle of Chicago or Annapolis, and were very familiar with the rattling sound of gunfire that sounded like typewriters.

Even in nightmares, this kind of gunshot often appears.

"Fight back!" The commander took out his pistol and fired two shots into the sky, while reaching out to push the soldier next to him and shouting orders.

At the same time, the military court appeared in front of them, pointing guns at the soldiers: "Don't run away, fight back immediately."

Not only was Chen Zhengwei afraid that these people would go from pretending to flee to actually fleeing, Nelson Miles was also afraid and specially arranged a military court team.

In addition, they were pretending to flee, so soon, under the command of the commander and the guns of the military court, the fleeing soldiers stopped, turned their guns around and started fighting back.

Several soldiers used matches to light the tung oil on the ground.

Two flames ignited and quickly spread from one end of the street to the other, enough to illuminate the entire street.

Those Colombian soldiers who attacked under the cover of night were all exposed by the firelight.

"Fight back! Retake the defense line!" said the commander while shooting with his pistol.

"I hate that kind of gunshot sound! It's like the nightmare is coming back again!" An old soldier nearby said gritting his teeth while shooting.

But this time, the gunshots were on my side.

And they found that in addition to that kind of gunshot, there was another kind of gunshot that was louder and more terrifying.

And the Colombian soldiers in the middle of the street were constantly being torn apart.

Soon, the Colombian soldiers on this street were cut off, and those soldiers who were chasing closest had already run past the attack range of Su Ya and others, and were swallowed up by the US Army who turned their guns around.

The other soldiers were stopped at the other end of the street.

Since Su Ya and his men were stationed in buildings on both sides of the street and firing cross-fire, they had no way to attack.

While the soldiers here were trying to retake the defense line and regain their footing, a battle broke out on another street, and the situation was exactly the same as here.

After the Colombian Army broke through the defense line, gunshots immediately rang out from the windows on both sides of the street, splitting the pursuing army into two.

The U.S. troops then stopped and turned their guns around, and after a battle they recaptured the defense line.

The commander of this line of defense specifically found Wu Qingrui, the leader of the team, and stretched out his hand, saying, "Thank you for your help!"

As a front-line commander, he was well aware of the situation at the time.

Without their help, they would have been driven directly into the sea by the Colombians, with extremely heavy casualties.

"It's the boss's request!" Wu Qingrui looked at his palm, paused for a moment, then stretched out his hand and shook hands with the other party.

What a wonderful feeling.

After all, a year ago, the two sides were still fighting to the death.

Of course, it was the U.S. Army who died.

But now the two sides are fighting side by side, and the other side is grateful to themselves.

The commander looked at the submachine guns in the hands of Wu Qingrui and others, his heart filled with envy.

If they also had this kind of weapon... this battle would be much easier.

In particular, the sailors carried out a machine gun from the house, which made the commander stare at it for a long time.

He had fought in the Battle of Annapolis and had been badly beaten, so he knew the power of a submachine gun.

Just now on the street, the other party used another kind of firearm to tear everything apart, including the walls.

A layer of minced meat was spread directly on the ground.

Even the soldiers didn't dare to look any further when passing this street.

This should be the gun.

"This guy is really fierce, just like a Jotun (a giant in Norse mythology)."

"Yoton?" Wu Qingrui was a little confused.

"A giant that brings storms and destruction! Just like this thing behaves!" explained the commander.

Wu Qingrui smiled and asked someone to go to the hotel to inform Chen Zhengwei.

……

Meanwhile, Columbia's command.

"It seemed like they had endless bullets, like a storm. Our people died as soon as they rushed into the streets..." A squadron leader who returned from the front line had some fear in his eyes.

The scene really frightened him.

Colombia's commander, Army Colonel Pastor Obregón, frowned as he listened to the other party's words.

Obviously, the other party had an extremely powerful weapon that disrupted their plans, which made him helpless.

Otherwise they could have driven the Americans right back into the sea.

Soon, he had a plan.

"Send some people out as a team to launch a tentative attack and harass them! Find the weak points in their defense. They definitely don't have many weapons like that, otherwise they would have used them long ago." "Remember, you must not let them sleep, keep harassing them!"

After making some arrangements, he asked another person in the room: "Is there any way to bypass the defense line?"

"No, they are now in the central area of Cartagena, which is full of large buildings left by the Spanish! We can't take a small path like we did before."

Pastor Obregón thought for a moment and said, "Let's see how they react during the day and see if we can lure them out."

From the information he received, the number of American troops landing this time was no more than two thousand people.

After the previous attack on the fortress and the casualties tonight, they only have a thousand people at most.

The Colombian reinforcements, together with the remnants of the troops that had evacuated the port earlier, totaled more than five thousand people, and now there are only three thousand five hundred left.

As long as the Americans dared to leave the city center, they could use their advantage of being familiar with the terrain to wear them down.

And he felt that the best place to fight was where he was now.

Hertzmani District.

The environment here is the most complicated, with alleys that are only one person wide and roads that are as dense as spider webs.

Once those American soldiers are brought in, they can launch an attack anytime and anywhere.

……

In the hotel, Nelson Myers and his staff team were anxiously waiting for news.

Nelson Myers was okay, at least he managed to stay calm.

However, his staff team went to the door to look for a while and then came back.

"Mr. Chen, after stabilizing the defense, what should we do next?" Nelson Michael asked.

"Drive them into an area and then blow them up with artillery! Why not use the artillery?" Chen Zhengwei looked at him strangely.

It's almost like asking: How the hell did you become a brigadier general?

"For example... here!" Chen Zhengwei pointed to a large area on the map.

Hertzmani.

That was the place where the enemy attacked first, and it was also the place with the largest population, the most houses, and the most complex environment.

"The population here is the densest, and the environment is the most complicated. They must be hiding here."

“The Colombians are not as good as you in terms of training and weapons, but they are not fools, and they will definitely try their best to make the most of their advantages.

"This is where they can exert their greatest advantage. This area is like a maze. As long as your people enter, they can launch an attack at any time and anywhere. You are like being trapped in a swamp, surrounded by enemies."

"They must be thinking about how to lure you over there tomorrow!" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

"As long as we make sure they are here, it will be easy!"

Apart from the stone buildings left by the Spaniards in the city center, the rest of the city area was made of adobe and wood houses that could not withstand artillery bombardment at all.

With one shot, an entire area would be reduced to ruins.

If you are lucky, the first two rounds of shelling will blow up the enemy's headquarters, causing them to collapse immediately.

Nelson Miles looked at Hertzmani on the map and fell into deep thought.

There were a lot of civilians there, but that was not within his consideration.

He was not soft-hearted when he scalped the Indians.

Winning is all he has to think about.

And these were not within Chen Zhengwei's consideration. He was just giving an idea, and the rest had nothing to do with him.

Soon, someone came in to notify.

"The front line of defense has been stabilized."

“As planned, the Colombians broke through the lines with the fleeing soldiers, and then halfway through their charge, they were ambushed.

The front and back ends were directly cut off in the middle.

“Then we recaptured the line and stood firm!”

Hearing this, Nelson Miles and his staff breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Ya and Wu Qingrui also sent people back to ask Chen Zhengwei what to do next.

"Let them come back! Now that we have stabilized the front, everything will be fine!" Chen Zhengwei ordered.

"Ask the cook to make me some midnight snack. I'm a little hungry."

After Nelson Miles asked about the details, he learned about the batch of submachine guns and two new types of firearms under Chen Zhengwei's command, and he became envious.

The machine gun in Chen Zhengwei's hand appeared in Texas.

At that time, Sherman was fully prepared to ambush Chen Zhengwei, but he lost because of the gun that was like a meat grinder. This kind of gun was registered in the army.

This time, I have a more accurate understanding of the power of the machine gun, and it is impossible not to be envious.

"Mr. Chen, will you sell the smokeless powder and this San Francisco typewriter next year?" Nelson Miles asked.

"Want to order a batch? No problem. As long as you can afford it!" Chen Zhengwei smiled.

"What about that new type of gun? The big one!"

"It depends on the situation!" Chen Zhengwei shrugged. In fact, after smokeless gunpowder was publicly sold, it wouldn't take too long for the US military to develop their own machine guns.

So sooner or later it has to be sold.

It can take up to a year at most.

We still have to get the tank out as soon as possible!

After having a midnight snack, Chen Zhengwei strolled upstairs.

The rest has nothing to do with him.

However, gunshots continued to ring out until early morning, which prevented Chen Zhengwei from sleeping well. He was a little irritable when he got up at noon.

"These Colombians are like flies, buzzing around my ears all the time!" Chen Zhengwei's face didn't look good while he was having breakfast tea.

At the same time, Nelson Michael stood on a roof and looked into the distance with a telescope.

The Colombians launched two attacks during the morning, each time disintegrating after suffering some casualties.

The army tried to catch up several times, but was stopped by him.

"He guessed it right again!" Nelson Michael had already guessed the Colombians' purpose based on what Chen Zhengwei said last night.

The other party just wants to bring himself into the Hertzmani area.

What he was thinking about most now was not the Colombians, but Chen Zhengwei.

The other person's eyes are so scary.

He guessed almost all of the Colombians' actions.

Nelson Michael thought back to when he attacked Chicago and didn't even know how he lost.

At that time, I was probably the same as the Colombians are today.

Every move was predicted by Chen Zhengwei, and he set up an ambush based on his own tactics.

What a terrifying insight.

If possible, he never wants to fight with Chen Zhengwei again in his life.

(End of this chapter)