Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 453 The Old Squad Leader Shows His Might

The Chinese-owned factory, covering thousands of acres, was completely silent and deserted, like an ancient town deep in the mountains.

But beneath this eerie calm lies a sense of oppressive gloom.

Even the air felt like it was about to rain!

If you look closely, you'll see a completely different scene.

You can see faint figures in the corners of the factory, behind doors and windows, at the corners of alleys, and on the rooftops.

Moreover, there were quite a few of them, numbering as many as twenty or thirty.

They were clearly armed security guards organized by Lao He for defense.

Apart from the 18 original factory guards, who were all demobilized soldiers recruited from within the country, the rest were workers who volunteered to help with defense in response to this crisis and had experience firing guns.

A crisis has arrived. For the sake of my friends and family, and for my own safety, I must return home safely.

There will always be some courageous men who will overcome their fear and stand up bravely.

There are Chinese workers.

There were also local heroes.

Thanks to Jackie Chan's timely notification and the subsequent attack on the Red Turban Army's command vehicle, enough time was bought for Lao He to react and set up the defensive deployment that was not in the original plot.

Avoid the main roads within the factory to reduce the advantage of tanks and armored vehicles, disperse and ambush inside the factory buildings, and use their familiarity with the terrain to wage guerrilla warfare.

This is Lao He's battle plan.

And they had completed all the preparations before the arrival of the Red Turban Army's armored forces.

With just a few dozen men armed with minimal weaponry, Lao He and the others were unsure whether they could hold the factory. All they could do was give it their all.

"They're already outside. Go and inform everyone to prepare for battle. Remember, tell them we will never strike first. If a fight breaks out, fight and retreat to buy time."

Old He is now the commander here and needs the mischievous kid Zhuo Yifan to help him out.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

As a seasoned military enthusiast, the kid was not afraid at all when he thought about actually fighting. Instead, he was incredibly excited and quickly dashed out.

They quickly disappeared into the rows of factory buildings.

A few minutes later.

Dust and exhaust fumes billowed in!

"Bang, bang, crash..."

The more than two-meter-high red brick factory wall was smashed down from the outside by a tank.

Eight Type 59D tanks then rampaged through the factory area, followed closely by three armored personnel carriers loaded with Red Turban Army soldiers.

Between the factory buildings and the perimeter wall, there is an empty isolation strip that is over a hundred meters long.

The armored convoy that crashed through the wall formed a rolling torrent of steel, and as it advanced toward the factory area, its formation began to change.

All the cars were divided into three groups, advancing side by side from the left, right, and center.

Type 59 tanks led the way, followed by armored personnel carriers, all with their machine guns loaded and aimed at the factory area.

They seemed poised to attack any target they spotted immediately.

As the armored vehicle convoy approached the factory buildings, fifty or sixty Red Turban Army soldiers jumped off the armored personnel carriers and rushed into the factory buildings.

There was no resistance, no gunfire.

The Red Turban Army soldiers moved through the vast factory area as if it were empty, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Dozens of Red Turban Army soldiers may sound like a lot, but in this huge factory covering thousands of acres, they are really inconspicuous.

It's like a bucket of water poured into a pond; it bubbles a few times and then there's no more movement.

Compared to the Red Turban Army soldiers entering the factory area with little fanfare, the tanks presented a completely different picture, which could be described as a grand and imposing sight.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Tanks traveling along the factory roads indiscriminately bombarded both sides as they went, firing shells wherever they went as if they were free.

The intention was to use cannons to intimidate the guards within the factory area, thereby achieving the goal of subduing the enemy without a fight.

If they could scare the factory guards with a bomb and force them to hand over Dr. Chen, that would be exactly what Old D wanted.

At worst, it will achieve the goal of alerting the enemy and scaring out those who are hiding.

This made it easier for the Red Turban Army to carry out the cleanup.

However, the deafening roar of the shells shattered the steel and concrete factory buildings, leaving the entire factory area as still as a stagnant pool, with not a single person in sight.

"Did they all run away?"

Searching for the two Red Turban Army soldiers in the processing workshop on the right, but not encountering anyone for a long time, I couldn't help but think in that direction, and my vigilance dropped accordingly.

"Ding~"

The two had just passed through a workshop door when they suddenly heard a strange sound.

The Red Turban Army soldier who entered through the gate on the left felt as if his foot had tripped over something, and instinctively looked down to look...

"Bang!"

The Type 79 grenade, with its delayed fuse deliberately removed and replaced with a tripwire booby trap, exploded with a deafening roar.

The hundreds of steel balls, carried by the explosive energy, transformed into countless tiny black shadows that spread rapidly and instantly pierced the bodies of the two Red Turban soldiers.

"Thump, thump!"

Two dying bodies fell to the ground, and the workshop returned to silence.

A booby trap killed two Red Turban soldiers, but this was just the beginning. From the moment the Red Turban soldiers got off their vehicles to search, a grand drama was about to unfold.

"Bang!"

"Ah~ my legs, my legs~"

"Da da da... da da da... Come out, you bunch of cowards, come out—"

The second booby trap has been triggered!

Then came the third booby trap.

Lao He and Zhuo Yifan, along with a group of people, used their experience, skills, and ingenious ideas to create various forms of booby traps, which resounded throughout the factory area.

Some Red Turban Army soldiers were directly killed by the bomb.

Some were wailing in heart-wrenching pain.

Some Red Turban soldiers were so frightened that they dared not move and opened fire in all directions, shouting and yelling like madmen.

"Damn it, fire at full power and blast all these rats out."

Although Old D didn't care about the lives of the Red Turban Army, he was very annoyed by the feeling that his side was constantly losing people while the enemy was nowhere to be seen.

Upon hearing the command from the communication terminal, the tank group, which had initially launched a threatening attack, immediately began to become ferocious.

Double the ferocity! Double the artillery fire!

"Boom boom boom..."

"Bang bang bang..."

"It hurts, it hurts..."

The Type 59D tanks bombarded indiscriminately, the Type 54 heavy machine guns swept along the buildings, and the heavy machine guns on the armored vehicles spewed fire, opening a grand stage of firepower.

Whether it's a steel structure factory or a cement, steel, and brick structure factory.

They all collapsed in pieces, as if made of paper.

Although the factory's security personnel were hiding in the shadows, they were helpless against this overwhelming attack, and five or six of them were killed in the blink of an eye.

The nearly 20 newly joined defenders are commendable for their courage; they are true heroes.

However, having never experienced real combat, their mental fortitude is relatively weak.

Seeing their compatriots being blown up before their eyes, or their blood spurting out from under cement bricks and tiles, with explosions everywhere, how could they possibly hold on?

brush brush...

A dozen or so people covered their heads and ran away, thus revealing their location.

"Damn bastards, you finally came out."

"I have some too, quick, quick, kill them!"

"Da da da..."

"Clap clap clap..."

The shouts and fierce gunfire of the Red Turban Army instantly disrupted Lao He's plans.

Left with no other choice.

He had no choice but to fire first to draw the Red Turban Army's attention, protect the frightened rookies, and stabilize the chaotic situation.

The Red Turban Army already had a numerical advantage, and was further supported by the fierce armored vehicles and tanks.

Old He's small number of factory security guards really couldn't handle it.

Even though Zhuo Yifan is the factory manager's rich son and a super military enthusiast, he still keeps a lot of weapons in the factory because of his personal love for weapons.

Old He and his security personnel actually had quite a few weapons.

Under the Red Turban Army's relentless bombardment, they were unable to maintain their formation and could only fight back while retreating to the rear.

However, even with the use of roundabout tactics, the losses were still extremely heavy.

It took less than 10 minutes.

Less than half of the factory security personnel led by Lao He remained.

Moreover, they were squeezed into the last row of factory buildings, behind which was the old factory area. If the Red Turban Army were allowed to enter, the unarmed workers would suffer.

As for the large factory areas on the left and right, less than half of the volunteers remain.

Seeing the tanks and armored vehicles rampaging and about to complete the encirclement, Lao He couldn't hold back any longer and was ready to rush out and risk a gamble to seize a tank and fight back.

Something happened in the rear of the Red Turban Army!

"Whoosh—"

An anti-tank missile flew at high speed and accurately hit the turret of a Type 59 tank.

"Bang!"

After a deafening roar.

Even if a tank has reactive armor, if the turret is hit from above, it will be completely sheared off and blown away, crashing to the ground with a bang.

The Red Turban Army hadn't even realized what was happening and didn't know what had occurred.

"Beep beep beep beep..."

The whistling sound of rotors grew louder as they swooped down from the sky at incredible speed.

As it swooped down, flames spewed out.

"Bang bang bang..."

A series of high-explosive semi-armor-piercing aircraft cannons fired from below the Rock Falcon, bombarding the entire factory road and blasting it to smithereens.

After its swift dive and bombardment, the stone falcon soared into the sky again in the blink of an eye.

More than 100 rounds of 20mm cannon fire bombarded the ground, leaving it looking like it had been plowed, taking away an armored vehicle and even knocking the cannon barrel of a tank askew.

Old D, who was directing operations while driving a tank, opened the top cover and looked up at the sky.

His face turned dark!

"Notify all tanks to take cover and await air support."

Old D knew that tanks were no match for attack helicopters, which were created specifically to counter tanks. The prey could not possibly defeat the hunter, so he decisively issued the order.

The tank's secondary gunner and liaison officer quickly grabbed the communication terminal: "Attention all units, find cover and wait for the helicopter to approach before using anti-aircraft guns to retaliate."

Hold on for half an hour, and our air support will be here.

Tanks are like iron turtles on the ground; they really can't do anything about helicopters in the sky. The self-defense machine guns on the turrets are simply too weak against armed helicopters.

In that sudden attack that lasted only a few seconds, two tanks were rendered combat inoperable.

If they were to engage in a direct confrontation on the highway, the chances of a tank taking down an attack helicopter would be extremely low; in fact, all the tanks would likely be destroyed.

Realizing the impending danger, the Red Turban Army tanks received orders to immediately begin their relocation.

"Rumble, squeak, squeak..."

The tanks and armored vehicles that were originally charging forward all turned away from the main road and, relying on their thick armor, crashed into the factory.

The factory buildings are all very high off the ground, so there is plenty of space for tanks to drive in.

Old He, who was hiding on the second floor of a factory building, saw that Jackie Chan had come to help and saw the tanks that had come in downstairs, which made him bolder.

He secretly calculated that the probability of success was very high, took a few big strides to the edge of the building, and jumped off.

"Da da da".

"Thump—smack!"

While still in the air, Lao He killed the Red Turban Army machine gunner who had peeked out with a burst of bullets, and then landed steadily on the tank turret.

Without pausing for even a second, he immediately stuck the gun barrel into the car.

"Da da da..."

They fired a burst of bullets into the tank.

The Red Turban Army tank crewmen inside the cockpit were killed instantly by bullets from above before they even realized what was happening.

Old He grabbed the Red Army machine gunner by the collar, pulled him out, and prepared to throw him out of the vehicle.

He shouted to the second floor, "Jianjun, Zhuo Yifan, what are you two standing there for? Get out and get in the car. Jianjun, you drive."

Wang Jianjun was Lao He's good friend in the army. Before joining the reconnaissance unit, he was in a tank company. For him, driving a Type 59 tank was like Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts.

The two didn't expect Lao He to be so fierce, jumping down to grab the tank.

They were all stunned by his bravery.

That's why he didn't react for a long time, just staring blankly upstairs.

It wasn't until they heard Lao He shouting from below that the two realized Lao He had done something big, and they quickly slid and jumped towards the tank.

Especially Zhuo Yifan, a veteran military enthusiast, drooled when he saw the tank.

Every man loves tanks, cannons, and airplanes, let alone a hardcore military enthusiast. With real tanks right in front of him, how could he resist the temptation?

The first thing Lao He did after getting the tank was to call Jackie Chan.

"Mr. Leng, I've already seized a tank. We can cooperate with you on the ground. What do you need me to do now?" Old He said as soon as the call connected.

"Contacting by phone is too troublesome; let's start connecting our communication channels now..."

Jackie Chan was equally decisive and efficient, establishing a communication channel with Lao He so that the two could communicate via radio.

"Calling Eagle, this is Invincible Little Prince, this is Invincible Little Prince, please respond."

The Invincible Little Prince?

The voice coming through the earphones wasn't Lao He's steady voice, but rather a young-sounding voice filled with excitement.

Adding to the bizarre and childish nickname, Jackie Chan, who had just completed his dive attack and flown nearly 2000 meters away, and was preparing to turn around and fight back, quickly realized what had happened after being speechless, thanks to his familiarity with the original plot.

Clearly, the person in charge of the tank radio was not Old He who had just made the phone call.

Instead, he's a super military enthusiast and a mischievous kid in Wolf Warrior 2, who has a very good reputation in the show and is the only young and handsome actor, Zhuo Yifan.

(End of this chapter)