Soldiers Assault: Starting from the 7th Steel Company

Chapter 209 Reinforcing Troops in the Democratic Republic of Congo

Although Guo Baoqing had never formally commanded a battle, he had attended military academy and possessed basic military skills. In addition, the engineering soldiers under his command had also practiced shooting and target practice in their daily lives.

However, since they were not front-line combat troops, the latest Type 95 assault rifles were not issued to them.

Now they all use the Type 81 assault rifle with the simplest and most effective iron sights.

Although this rifle looks similar to some AK47s in the hands of rioters, its shooting accuracy is much higher. In particular, the three-point alignment aiming method that Chinese soldiers are used to makes this rifle almost always hit the target at a distance of 50 meters.

The four machine guns equipped in the engineering battalion were strictly ordered by Guo Baoqing not to be used lightly, because the number of bullets for these machine guns was very limited and they should be used only in the most critical situations.

As expected, the rioters' first probing attack was quickly repelled. This slow, leisurely charge was practically suicide in front of the Chinese soldiers, and such a straight charge was much easier to hit than a half-chest target.

After leaving behind dozens of corpses, the rioters retreated.

Before Guo Baoqing and his men could even celebrate, the enemy immediately launched a new offensive. There was nothing they could do; the enemy outnumbered them and had no shortage of cannon fodder.

The densely packed charging formation sent chills down the spines of the peacekeeping soldiers inside the fortifications.

Under such circumstances, if the heavy machine gun didn't fire, they would be doomed.

"Fire!"

At Guo Baoqing's command, the soldiers on the front line immediately opened fire, and the machine guns overhead roared with a "rat-a-tat-tat" sound.

These rioters charged forward fearlessly, as if they were under some kind of magic. In just two or three minutes, piles of corpses lay in front of the camp.

Just as the peacekeepers behind the fortifications were stunned, the elite troops among the rioters launched an attack. They charged and fought, and although their accuracy was extremely poor, the bullets fired from so many guns still posed a certain threat, and two unlucky peacekeepers were wounded.

"Damn it, heavy machine gun fire suppression!"

Guo Baoqing shouted, and the heavy machine guns above immediately opened fire. Faced with such heavy firepower, what kind of elite troops were they? They couldn't withstand it at all and tried to retreat.

Just as Guo Baoqing was congratulating himself on repelling another attack, he saw a group of fierce-looking elite rioters, armed with submachine guns, killing all those who were retreating.

Then he held a gun to their heads, forcing them to turn and charge again.

Meanwhile, several armored vehicles actually emerged from among the rioters.

I am!

This really scared Guo Baoqing. Wasn't it just some rioters? How come these tough guys have come out?

In fact, these were all captured South African military equipment. Under the threat of gunfire from the rioters, these South African prisoners of war had no choice but to drive armored vehicles toward the engineer battalion's camp in order to survive.

Guo Baoqing and his men were engineers, and they had no anti-armor weapons at all. The heavy machine guns fired at them only produced sparks, which made them feel utterly hopeless.

Seeing that the Chinese army's heavy machine guns had become ineffective against these iron behemoths, the rioters were overjoyed and charged forward with shouts, making the situation extremely precarious.

If the enemy were to storm the camp, it would be a catastrophic disaster for the engineers.

As the armored vehicle approached, its machine guns began firing fiercely, and several engineers instantly fell to the ground.

"Fuck your mother!" Guo Baoqing cursed as he saw his men fall.

He picked up his rifle and switched to automatic fire mode. Bullets from the magazine poured out like water, instantly mowing down a large number of the rioters at the forefront.

"Committee member, watch out!" Suddenly someone fired a shot in their direction. Fortunately, a soldier nearby reacted quickly and took the bullet for Guo Baoqing, but he himself was seriously wounded.

Guo Baoqing was heartbroken. These engineers had come all the way here with him for peacekeeping, only to lose their lives here. What kind of logic was this?
But even with his burning anger, it was all in vain now.

Seeing his armored vehicles displaying such power, Rex laughed heartily. With a wave of his hand, he led his men to press forward menacingly. He firmly believed that if they could swallow up this Chinese army, they would definitely become a force to be reckoned with, and perhaps even be able to rebuild a new regime in the Democratic Republic of Congo.

"Damn it, I can't be the prime minister, but I can definitely become a minister. Then I'll buy some land and marry three wives, no, eight."

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, his pipe dream was shattered by a series of explosions.

At first, he thought it was just his side firing cannons, wondering if there was something good inside.

But upon closer inspection, it turned out that the bombs had targeted friendly forces, and all the armored vehicles had been destroyed. This was...
A bright red flag fluttered in the wind as Chen Jiang and his men arrived in armored vehicles, followed by all the newly formed units of the guard, as well as land battle tanks borrowed from Benba.

No wonder these armored vehicles were torn apart like paper.

The heavy machine guns on Chen Jiang's armored infantry fighting vehicles were reaping the lives of the chaotic troops like autumn leaves being swept away by the wind. Anyway, keeping these trash around would only waste food, so it was better to let them be reincarnated in agony.

When Guo Baoqing saw that the reinforcements had finally arrived, he was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. He called on everyone to fire hard. At this point, there was no need to conserve bullets. Countless fire dragons spewed out, causing the chaotic army to cry out in agony.

The situation quickly reversed.

All the rioters shared one belief: if they couldn't win, they would run!
Those who cannot escape have no choice but to surrender with their guns drawn.

The Chinese army is somewhat better, but the Congolese troops have no such military discipline at all; they just shoot someone and kill them without hesitation.

Until Chen Jiang shouted through a megaphone, "Surrender and you will not be killed! Prisoners of war will be treated well!"

This caused the rioters to kneel down and throw away their weapons. Rick, who had been so arrogant at the beginning, was now a frightened, stumbling mess, running wildly down the road like a stray dog.

He didn't actually know where to run, because there were people everywhere and shouts of killing everywhere. Finally, he saw a pickup truck about to start on the side of the road, and it seemed that there were still a few seats on it.

He immediately ran over, intending to jump on it.
"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a shot came from behind and hit him squarely in the back.

"Damn it." He knew he was doomed. He turned his head with difficulty and saw that it was his trusted subordinate, that skinny little brother.

"Rex, don't blame me. There are only a few spots left. If you take them all, I'll have fewer chances to escape." The other man grinned maliciously, pushed aside the man who was spitting blood, and jumped onto the pickup truck, laughing loudly.

But before they had gone far, they were hit by a shell, and all the soldiers on the vehicle were killed.

Armed forces organized by the common people may appear to be invincible, but they can only fight when the wind is against them. There are precedents for this in ancient China. When the Chinese ancestors were using ant-like siege tactics, the ancestors of these black people were still in the primitive era.

The biggest weakness of this armed force is its inability to fight against the odds; once it shows signs of defeat, it will collapse immediately.

Chen Jiang and his Seventh Company had had their fill of killing. When they joined up with Guo Baoqing's engineer battalion, both sides wept.

Chen Jiang and his men were filled with righteous indignation when they saw the tragic state of the engineering battalion, while Guo Baoqing felt as if he had seen his relatives and compatriots, as if he had been transported to another world.

"Old Guo, you're not allowed to leave the Seventh Company this far for construction next time!" Chen Jiang hugged his Party Committee member tightly.

"Chen Jiang, so many of our soldiers have sacrificed their lives. How can I face their parents?" Guo Baoqing sobbed uncontrollably.

Chen Jiang looked across the position and saw that the remains of many heroic soldiers had been neatly laid out on the open ground behind, covered with white cloth.

"Don't worry, their blood won't be shed in vain. I will definitely get justice for them." Chen Jiang said through gritted teeth as he looked at the rioters running around.

As a benevolent force, it is certainly impossible for the Chinese peacekeeping troops to carry out indiscriminate killings, but he cannot control what the people he brings with them do.

Before this operation, Yuan Guoxing negotiated extensively with the Kara government, including the requirement for the new army to join the operation. In order to compensate for the lack of firepower, a batch of weapons and tanks were "borrowed" from Benba.

With Chen Jiang's armored vehicles leading the way, followed by tanks, trucks, pickups, and other vehicles, carrying a large number of new Congolese troops, they marched rapidly toward Matadi.

The rebel army had no common sense about warfare and no ability to intercept or scout, so when Chen Jiang's reinforcements appeared outside Matadi, the rebel army only then realized what was happening, but it was too late.

At this moment, these new army troops were bloodthirsty and didn't care whether these people were their compatriots or not. Anyone who refused to surrender was shot, which would reduce their own burden and give them some practice.

When we arrived, the new army commander said that good soldiers must see blood and experience real combat. Whoever fights bravely will be promoted and made a fortune when they return!
Thus, the new Congolese army, under this ideology, was like a tiger unleashed from its cage when it was winning!
The battle to pursue the remaining enemy went exceptionally smoothly. The bandit leaders were either killed or captured alive, and they were all dejected. Those who died might be better off, but would Kara let the survivors go?
Africa has virtually no legal system; whatever the ruler says goes. In order to establish his authority and deter those who threaten his rule, Kara will inevitably resort to inhumane torture.

Of course, Chen Jiang no longer cared about any of that. He wasn't even interested in the mountains of weapons and ammunition they had captured. How to divide the spoils of victory was a matter for the higher-ups to decide. What he needed to do was to properly handle the sacrifices of the fallen.

All those who sacrificed their lives were from the engineering battalion. The Seventh Company had an easy time, so only a few of their soldiers sustained minor injuries.

But the engineers were in a much worse situation.

According to postwar statistics, many people were killed, more than 20 were injured, and a large amount of equipment was lost; the scene was horrific.

Chen Jiang had the body properly and temporarily disposed of, and then he led his men back to the presidential residence to report to Yuan Guoxing, who was staying there.

Kara already knew about the good news from the front, because Augu and others had already reported it to him. Augu had now been promoted to deputy brigade commander of the new army and was very proud of himself.

When Kara learned that the spoils captured at the front were extremely rich, especially that the South African army's military supplies had been acquired by the new army, he was extremely excited.

These are all great things!

Many of the weapons in South Africa are quite good, saving us the trouble of buying them ourselves.

He had even planned to use these weapons to arm part of the new army, thereby further expanding the military.

As for those prisoners, Kara wouldn't release them easily. It's impossible to keep them around to eat and drink for free. Mines everywhere are in dire need of labor. If these people don't go, who will?
Don't want to go? Heh, then you'll just have to go see God!
Kara must have made a fortune from this suppression of the rebellion, so he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

“Mr. President, our men have suffered considerable casualties in this suppression of the rebellion. We hope you will not forget your promise to them,” Yuan Guoxing coldly reminded him from the side.

This suppression of the rebellion also demonstrated the formidable strength of the Chinese army. Such a small combat unit, less than a company in size, was so fierce. Shouldn't that impress Kara?
Those who sacrificed their lives in the engineering battalion must be given an explanation, and their subsequent compensation must be properly provided.

“No problem. I’ll distribute the highest compensation standard to ensure their blood wasn’t shed in vain. The injured will also receive the best possible treatment, and all medical expenses can be covered.” Kara had already received a great deal, so she certainly wouldn’t be stingy with this small amount of money.

Yuan Guoxing was fairly satisfied with Kara's performance. Before this deployment, he had reached an agreement with the other party that China would not only have a free mining area in the mineral-rich northeast corner of the DRC, but also be able to dock its ships in Matadi port, including the escorting warships. Through this clause, China's influence in the DRC and even the whole of Africa would be greatly enhanced.

He also estimated that China would send more peacekeeping troops over, since things were so chaotic here, it would be logical to send more people.

Of course, China's weapons, equipment and supplies are also what the Democratic Republic of Congo needs most right now.

"Chen Jiang, you need to be prepared. All peacekeeping operations will be suspended for the time being. Once the main force from China arrives, I have good news for you. The higher command has decided to send the remaining two companies of your third battalion, and will also add an engineer battalion, as well as a large number of anti-tank and anti-aircraft weapons."

Hearing Yuan Guoxing's words, Chen Jiang was deeply shocked. He never expected that more troops would be needed.

After I got back, Gao Cheng called.

"Chen Jiang, this time your area has been reinforced with troops, almost a regiment in size, but no commander has been sent there. If I'm not mistaken, this regimental commander is most likely you."

"That can't be right, I've only been a full battalion commander for a short time." Chen Jiang thought it was impossible.

Gao Cheng laughed heartily, "What does it matter? You fought such a battle over there, and the news has spread all over the country. This is real combat. It's normal to get promoted quickly in real combat. Otherwise, do you think it's possible for a battalion commander to lead three battalions?"

(End of this chapter)