Traveler Major League

Chapter 264: Capturing Yuan Chonghuan alive (Part )

Gan Xing opened the lens cover of the mirrorless camera, looked at the time with the faint light from the airship, and knew that he could descend as soon as he received the message.

Seeing the firemen chatting quietly with each other and resting as much as possible under the dim light, Gan Xing knew that this kind of fire cover mission was already accustomed to the people of the Ming Dynasty who had experienced long-term combat missions, and there was absolutely nothing to do with it. Nervous, because the bloody level of high-altitude battles now is far less than the close-quarters combat they have experienced with real swords and guns.

Wiping away the frost that had formed due to breathing on the portholes with his hands, he then looked at the clouds and mists that occasionally appeared outside the window. As a photography enthusiast, Gan Xing had never thought that one day he would be able to have such a magical experience. Experience, looking down from a high altitude, Gan Xing could not even see clearly the ground shrouded in fog.

"Fortunately, it didn't fog up this time like it did a few days ago, otherwise we would have been in trouble! From the sky, the city of Zhengzhou is so beautiful!" Gan Xing murmured to himself as he looked at the huge starry thing through the porthole. , since the battle of Xi'an, this is the second time that he has boarded this airship. Most of the time, Gan Xing followed the troops to record the battle on the ground, so Gan Xing was very interested in the ancient city at night.

"Captain, news came from the special forces in Zhengzhou City that they have exchanged fire." The radio operator in the headset turned to the captain Zhao Weixun and shouted. At this time, the radio operator noticed the serious expression on the captain's face and slightly Turning to look at the technical official Yuan Qing.

Holding his eyes, Fang Yuanqing nodded, "The field of view is good, the wind speed is more than level 4, but less than level 5, so you can fly at low altitude."

At this time, the captain breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Inform the whole boat to lower the altitude according to the original plan and prepare for battle!" Zhao Weixun ordered with a solemn expression.

At this time, Zhao Weixun was no longer as serious as he was at the beginning. Seeing the airship getting closer to its destination, Zhao Weixun gradually relaxed.

As the captain of the Xi'an, Zhao Weixun knew very well that although he was the commander of the airship and all the armed personnel on the ship obeyed his orders, this was only because they were in the military system and also from the Ming Dynasty. In terms of technology, they also rely on middle-aged bespectacled man Fang Yuanqing and other Third World technicians who were forcibly hired with high salaries.

The principle of this huge airship filled with helium is actually very fragile. Even ordinary bullets fired from machine guns can penetrate the airbags of the airship. Although the Ming army does not have that ability, the contrast between this huge and fragile feeling Zhao Weixun was worried for a while when he first took over, and he is still cautious about this behemoth until now.

"Get ready to fight!" Through the window of the airship cockpit, Zhao Weixun saw many bright fire spots becoming more and more obvious in the fog-free ancient city in the distance. The most obvious thing on the screen was the flash of the infrared signal marker.

That's where they need cover. Once the fighting starts, all the soldiers rushing towards the courtyard are enemy soldiers and can shoot at will.

With that said, he gave the order.

Zhao Weixun knew that these flickering light spots were technological creations of the third world and were invisible to the naked eye. However, as long as he wore special eyes, he could see the flash that was more dazzling than a torch.

The red lights lit up on the airship, and accompanied by a slight siren, Zhao Weixun knew that his destination had been reached.

Gan Xing held up the camera and looked around inside the boat, and then finally pointed it at the ground outside the boat.

A periscope slowly appeared on the wall, swayed left and right for observation, and then slowly fell down.

"Is this Yuan Chonghuan's bedroom?" Duan Jingzhong turned the screen to the butler and breathed a sigh of relief after receiving a positive reply. Judging from the situation, Yuan Chonghuan was still there, and the medicine administered by the butler was quite effective.

"Inform all teams and act according to the plan." Duan Jingzhong whispered into the throat microphone. As the commander and vanguard of the special force, Duan Jingzhong and several teams have already covered all the key points in the straight line from the governor's office to the outer wall. They had all been captured, and the final target, Yuan Chonghuan, was in the wing a few dozen meters away. The only thing separating them was the group of soldiers in the middle who were on alert because of the screams.

Duan Jingzhong waved his hand, and a row of heads appeared on the wall. He set up the firearms in his hands and watched as several generals came in a hurry. Then one of the soldiers knocked fiercely on the door of the wing, and he couldn't help but feel nervous. .

Unable to wait any longer, he waved his left hand downwards suddenly.

"Choo Choo Choo."

"Da da da."

There was a series of gunshots, accompanied by screams and shouts of 'protect your lord', and the courtyard was in chaos.

"Try to catch as many live ones as possible and say hello to your lap! Let's go!" Duan Jingzhong glanced at the housekeeper and motioned for him to follow him. He turned around and gave instructions to his men, and then jumped over the wall first and rushed in quickly against the wall. Walk towards the bedroom.

"The fire team covers, the assault team attacks! Come on!" Duan Jingzhong whispered, and then a dozen soldiers who came over the wall did not hide their figures and rushed forward one after another.

The butler at the end of the queue was thrown from the wall under the special care of two soldiers, and a wailing sound was heard, but this sound was completely covered by the more tragic slaughterhouse and gunfire ahead.

"Thieves!" The night wind blew through the treetops, and the last warning sound was completely covered up by the gunfire.

"Ah! Ah!" There was only a scream and a cry.

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

Duan Jingzhong and his teammates, who were the first to rush into the compound, successfully controlled the front yard of the wing in just ten seconds. Along the way, they eliminated several injured soldiers who wanted to resist before dying, kicked over the waist knives of the generals who were shot in the legs and tied them up with zip ties, and after cleaning up the targets in the front yard, several groups Long-wielding weapons reported in low voices.

A large number of soldiers were stationed in the front yard of this wing. They were also awakened by this time and rushed in from the courtyard door. However, they were greeted by machine gun fire that had been set up. After more than a dozen were killed or injured, They didn't dare to charge again, although most of them had been fighting in the Ming army for many years. They were loyal and ruthless. They were all carefully selected elite soldiers and their pay was twice as high as that of ordinary people.

But faced with such a sudden attack, being massacred without even being able to see a single person, they were all a little confused.

All I could do was shout: "Hurry, save me!"

"Move the ladder up the wall!"

"Shields! Shields!"

Taking advantage of this gap, the five-person arrest team wearing heavy armor suddenly kicked open the wooden door of the wing, and what greeted them was the rainbow light of a long sword.

However, for the carefully selected elites of the original Ming Dynasty who were accustomed to hand-to-hand combat, this kind of attack was difficult to break through the armor even if Yuan Chonghuan chopped it. The ring arm armor blocked the sword's edge and produced a stream of sparks.

"Hey." With a muffled groan, Yuan Chonghuan, who was wearing single clothes, was captured and tied up carefully.

"Da... da..." The soldiers raised their shields and charged again, and the same 7.62mm caliber bullet knocked them down again.

"Success, detonate! Retreat!"

Following Duan Jingzhong's order, large holes were blown out of the inner walls that had been climbed before. Each group covered each other and quickly passed through and retreated.

Duan Jingzhong felt a pain in his back, and a heavy arrow was stuck in the bulletproof board. He staggered forward a few steps, finally regained his balance, half-knelt on the ground, turned around and opened fire, facing the wall in the front yard. A row of Ming troops also appeared above. They tried their best to rescue their general, but failed. Now they couldn't see Yuan Chonghuan's figure and began to shoot and fire arrows at them with all their strength.

"Grenade!"

Duan Jingzhong immediately shouted loudly. While shouting, he took out a grenade from his waist, pulled out the ring, and threw it in.

At this time, there was no need to hide anymore and he could open fire with all his strength. He just wanted to end this battle as soon as possible and then return to He Dingquan's mansion and wait for reinforcements.

boom! boom! boom! A series of grenades exploded, causing dust to fly. Amidst the explosions of grenades, the Ming army that rushed up fell to pieces again.

"There are not many thieves, so come to me! If you make any mistakes, sir, I will punish them all!"

Hearing the commander's shout, the soldiers hiding under the wall rushed out again.

However, in this gap, the special forces retreating in a straight line had disappeared, leaving only the Shura field in the courtyard with mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

(End of this chapter)