Chapter 64: Cambodia Crisis (third update)

Chapter 64: Cambodia Crisis (third update)

Cambodia is located on the north side of the Strait of Malacca, bordering Thailand in the west, and connected to the French Myitkyina colony in the north. It is one of the French colonies. In the current Cambodia, a war is taking place in this small town.

In the town, a Su-An Zhengfu army with more than 400 people was building fortifications. Their armed forces were almost the same as those of the SS in the Zhengfu Army. They were black-clothed, black-hat swastika badges. They were not afraid of being surrounded by enemy soldiers. They built fortifications according to the steps they were training. In the open space in front of the fortifications, there were artillery pits and corpses everywhere. Behind them were nearly a hundred corpses, those were killed in the task force.

"Battery Commander! It's been a day since we fought. When will our reinforcements arrive? We had already fought a war, and now there is not much ammunition!" The battalion commander of the task force is Cao Jingnan, a Sichuanese man. He is 1.71 meters tall and is considered an alien among contemporary Sichuan people.

"The French guys who are the son of the Turtle are so fierce, those natives are simply desperate! Mom Bazi is much awesome than the natives of Indonesia!" Cao Jingnan couldn't help but curse in his mouth! These French colonial troops were not weak in fighting, and they fought to the death, causing a lot of losses to their troops.

"The warriors of the French Republic, now is the time for you to fight for glory." Nearly 10,000 French colonial troops divided a team of more than 1,000 people to start an attack. They wanted to eliminate this enemy who dared to invade the sacred French colony. The French have always regarded the war defeated by the Soviet and Anhui government as a shame. Even though they had once argued on the grounds that the British were improperly commanded, it was still a mark of their shame.

"Prepare for battle!" Seeing the French attack, Cao Jingnan immediately shouted at his soldiers.

"Preparation!" All the soldiers immediately prepared, the heavy machine gun was hung with bullet links, and everyone was surrounded by nervous anger again. After all, if reinforcements did not arrive as soon as possible, they would not be able to escape the fate of being destroyed. No army of Su'an and Anhui government surrendered, and no one was willing to be the first surrendered army.

Although the French colonial army was also 80 to 90% of the vassal army, they gave the vassal army better treatment. These vassal army also worked very hard to give the French people their lives, and they all fantasized about becoming French citizens one day. They knew very little news. They didn't know that the army in front of them was the army of the Su-Wan Zhengfu. They didn't know that even if they won, they would not get a good ending, because the strength of the Su-Wan Zhengfu was not comparable to them!

"Kill..." The natives rushed towards the simple fortification with rifles in their arms, and the French artillery also began to fire at the Soviet and Anhui government troops.

"Be careful of the artillery fire!" Cao Jingnan shouted and fell down immediately. All the soldiers also had the same movements. They had been familiar with this scene in training. They were very calm about small-caliber artillery like France, not to mention that they were not very dense.

"Boom..." After the sharp shells broke through the air, the shells quickly landed on the position in front of them, causing bursts of dust.

"Ah...ah..." Several screams rang out.

Everyone looked towards the screams, and saw that the screams were from a machine gun position. A shell was bombarded on the machine gun position by magic. The soldiers of the machine gun team were instantly bombarded, but two soldiers were still lying on the heavy machine gun.

"Hurry..." Cao Jingnan's eyes were bloodshot. Before his death, the two soldiers were still protecting the safety of the heavy machine guns.

The military doctor who followed the army hurriedly ran over and turned the wounded over, but the two soldiers had no breath and had obviously died. The military doctor shook his head at Cao Jingnan and said, "Battery Commander, there is no rescue! Both of them have died!"

"Damn Frenchman!" Cao Jingnan cursed angrily, but then waved his hand and asked the medical soldiers to carry the body behind, and once again led the army to closely monitor the French servants in the artillery fire.

The French servants bent over and slowly moved forward with rifles in their arms. They saw the sound of cannons coming from the task force fortifications, but when they had just reached one hundred meters, the task force's mortars began to speak!

"Fire the artillery..." The commander of the Su-Anzheng Army looked at the moving French army and ordered the five mortars beside him.

"It's the sir!" After receiving the order, the mortar team immediately aimed and then put the shells in.

I heard a few light sounds of "bang...bang...", and five shells rushed towards the French army like eyes.

"What's going on?" The commander who led the French rush looked around strangely, but heard the cannon sound, but he felt relieved in a flash. He thought it was their own artillery attacking, but they would immediately know that they were wrong.

"Boom..." There was a violent explosion, followed by several more explosions.

"Ah...ah..." A scream, the shells exploded among the French servants, and more than a dozen soldiers were blown away, causing a scream, and the sharp shell fragments cut through their bodies in an instant.

"Damn it, how could they have artillery?" The French commander lay on the ground and turned to look at his chaotic army and cursed. France did not conduct a detailed study of the Soviet and Anhui governments at all, so they did not understand the power of this mortar. The proud Gaul chicken was unwilling to receive weapons from the yellow race. Just like after World War I, other countries were forming tank corps on a large scale, and the French were still forming cavalry units.

"Hurry up, they only have a few artillery pieces. As long as they rush over, they will not pose a threat to us!" After being attacked, the French commander immediately realized that although the shelling speed on the opposite side was not slow, there were only five artillery pieces that could be used for shooting per %% of the opponent. As long as they rush over, they could completely break through the opponent's defense with their strength.

"***, these foreigners dare to rush..." Cao Jingnan frowned when he looked at the French army that was still charging. It was not that he could not repel the opponent's army, but that he had not much ammunition in his hands now. If he continued to fight like this, he might have exhausted his ammunition and food.

"Stop the shelling and prepare to fire!" The shelling stopped under Cao Jingnan's order, because continuing shelling now is a waste of shells, and the enemy has hit them within fifty meters. At this time, the mortar can no longer play any role, so they can only speak with the guns in their hands and heavy machine guns.

"Dadada..." When the French army was about to charge, the task force's heavy machine guns began to fire, and flames gushed out of the muzzle of the heavy machine gun, causing screams.

"Lying down..." The French commander suddenly heard about ten heavy machine guns, and immediately fell down. The servants were also obedient and followed them to avoid them.

"Just chirp... crackle..." The French commander lay on the ground, and the firepower of the heavy machine gun ran past him, leaving bullet holes on the ground, and the broken mud and stones even pierced deeply into his flesh and blood. When he looked back, he saw that the bullets of the heavy machine gun were moving like a ray of light, frantically in the place where the French army was lying down. From time to time, the servants screamed and were hit by bullets.

"Mr. Commander, the army opposite has too many machine guns, and we can't rush through the firepower at all!" The French officer's adjutant climbed in front of the commander on the ground and shouted loudly to him.

"But are we going back like this?" the French commander asked in embarrassment.

"I don't think we can rush over at all!" the adjutant said helplessly.

"Oh! Oh my God! When we go back like this, we will definitely be scolded by the general!" The commander shouted angrily at his adjutant. Obviously, he was still ready to fight, at least he had to attack the opponent's fortifications, otherwise they would never be able to escape the scolding when they returned!

"God! My lieutenant colonel, we can't do this! If we do this, we will lose a lot of soldiers! I think we can stick here and ask Mr. Nathan for reinforcements! With a thousand of us, we will definitely not be able to rush through!" No one wanted to die, and the adjutant looked at his lieutenant colonel almost begging!

"Okay! My major, please ask the general's reinforcements quickly!" The lieutenant colonel looked at the task force fortifications that were still spraying firepower, and had to agree to the request of his adjutant.

After the major left, the French lieutenant colonel and his troops were lying on the ground, and the task force's heavy machine guns no longer fired violently, but they kept aiming at them, ready to see the enemy who looked up and shot. In this way, both sides spent half an hour.

"Sir! Look! The French are starting to send reinforcements to attack again!" Just as Cao Jingnan was wondering why the French were always lying on the ground and still moving, he suddenly observed the soldiers pointed ahead and shouted at him. He looked in the direction he was guiding, and another French army was attacking.

"Damn it! Prepare it for me!" The form became a crisis. This French army had at least 3,000 people. The strength of a regiment was much higher than that of them for the task force with only about 400 people!

"Boom..." As the French army advanced, shelling was launched again at the task force positions. The density of this shelling was more dense than before, and more than a dozen soldiers died in the shelling.

"***! If there weren't rivers in the other three aspects of this village, we would have been unable to resist, but even so, only a few hundred of us would not be able to stop the other side!" Cao Jingnan felt that he might have sacrificed here! Because they had no possibility of breaking through in front of the superior forces.

"Roar over and kill those yellow-skinned monkeys!" Brave the limited artillery fire of the Task Force, the French's subsequent reinforcements met with the previous army. They were ready to launch a charge, and the Task Force was also nervous at this time, waiting for their ending to be what?
Chapter completed!