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The Taiwan Army was startled by the words of their Company Commander, and they all rushed forward like they had been injected with adrenaline, fearing that they would be shot if they fell behind. As they saw the black-clad figures ahead turn around the foot of the mountain, the Taiwan Army hurriedly chased after them. However, as soon as they rounded the foot of the mountain, a group of black-clad men suddenly appeared, lying in a water ditch, turning their guns toward the approaching Taiwan Army with malicious smiles. The momentum of the Taiwan Army's frantic run had not yet diminished, and those who had already passed the foot of the mountain quickly stopped upon seeing the ambush. They struggled to slow down, but those behind them were unaware and continued to charge forward. The collision caused chaos among one company of the Taiwan Army, and in an instant, they forgot to raise their guns to face the enemy.
At that moment, Qin Dali suddenly waved his hand, and the soldiers of Beng Hu Company hidden in the water ditch immediately opened fire with their submachine guns, roaring like urgent motors. The sharp bullets rained into the crowd of Taiwan Army soldiers, who fell like harvested crops. Those who were not hit by bullets lost their fighting spirit and turned to flee after firing a few shots into the air. The soldiers of Beng Hu Company took advantage of their victory and jumped out of the ditch, pursuing the retreating Taiwan Army with another wave of gunfire. Watching as nearly half of one company was lost, the Taiwan Army fled in panic.
The defeated Taiwan Army had not run far when they encountered a group of lagging Capital Soldiers. The leading Company Commander urgently called for help: "Brothers! We’ve fallen into an ambush by those foreign devils! Quickly support us; let’s regroup and fight back!"
However, what he did not expect was that the Capital Soldiers also revealed malicious smiles similar to those of the black-clad men. The Company Commander felt a chill in his heart and thought it was bad. Just as he intended to command his remaining troops to fire, the enemy was quicker; bullets erupted from their guns, and many Taiwan Soldiers fell before they could even fire a shot. The leading Company Commander was also riddled with bullets and fell onto his subordinates' bodies with regretful eyes for this world he once cherished.
The soldiers of Beng Hu Company soon caught up, surrounding the Taiwan Army from both sides. In just a few minutes, one company of Taiwan Soldiers was completely annihilated, leaving only a ground covered with corpses and blood mixed with dirt and grass clippings. The heavy smell of blood filled the air. The soldiers of Beng Hu Company wore complex expressions; just months ago, they had been gangsters running rampant in Binhai's streets and entertainment venues. Their biggest conflicts then involved smashing beer bottles over others' heads and forcing them to kneel and call them "grandfather." They thought that was the height of coolness. Who would have imagined that just months later they would be engaged in real combat and kill so many living people?
Among the soldiers of Beng Hu Company, most were killing for the first time. During the fierce battle earlier, they felt no fear; adrenaline masked their anxiety. All they felt was excitement and victory; to win meant they had to kill their enemies, so they instinctively did what was necessary. But now, seeing all these corpses and flowing blood on the ground made their boiling blood gradually cool down, bringing forth a deep sense of fear—not just from seeing so many enemy corpses but also from a reverence for death. If victory had belonged to the enemy earlier, then perhaps those cold bodies lying on the ground could have been theirs. Many soldiers could no longer hold back and crouched down to vomit; the sight of bloodied corpses strongly stimulated their brains, making them want to empty their stomachs completely. This vomiting seemed contagious; more and more soldiers crouched down to retch. If enemies were to attack at this moment, they would be utterly defenseless—who would believe this was once a fierce fighting force?
Qin Dali and some veteran soldiers watched these retching soldiers with helpless smiles; such situations were quite normal. Even seasoned troops experience this during their first battle. However, after going through several fierce fights, even if surrounded by corpses, they could still eat without hesitation. Only those who have experienced real combat can be considered true soldiers; only through baptism by fire can they grow and mature!
Once most soldiers had finished vomiting, Qin Dali gathered his troops to count heads. Fortunately, they had wiped out one entire company of Taiwan Army soldiers without any casualties on their side—only a few sustained minor injuries. It seemed that good tactics played a significant role; otherwise, it would have been uncertain whether these inexperienced recruits could have taken down this Taiwan Army company at all. After regrouping, Qin Dali led his troops onto the highway where three tourist buses awaited—these were arranged by Xin Yi for transport back to Guokan after completing their mission.
Meanwhile, Xu Shaoqiang led his troops along with twenty mortars down the coastal road towards the direction of the Wales ship. How could a ship sailing in the sea be faster than vehicles on land? Before long, Xu Shaoqiang's convoy surpassed the Wales ship sailing in the bay. He led his convoy to a slightly narrow coastal area where he immediately ordered his men to line up twenty mortars behind a small hillock; he planned to attack Wales from here using this hillock as cover. The rapid-fire cannons on board did not fire projectiles in parabolic trajectories like mortars; they could only shoot straight ahead. Therefore, Xu Shaoqiang believed hiding behind this small hillock provided excellent cover unless Wales's rapid-fire cannons flattened it entirely. He only needed to send a few observers to monitor where mortar shells landed and adjust angles accordingly while remaining hidden behind the hillock.
In fact, sailors aboard Wales had already noticed Xu Shaoqiang's convoy passing along the coastal road; however, they could only move forward—only by breaking out of this bay could they hope to survive. Earlier, Wales's First Mate had contacted Lusang Nation's naval cruiser via radio requesting assistance, stating that Taiwan Army was deliberately attacking Wales with large-scale lethal weapons. Although Wales belonged to Y Country Moha Group, it flew Lusang Nation's flag and thus qualified for protection from Lusang Nation's navy. However, their response instructed them to find a way out of this bay; once at sea, rescue would be possible—not because Lusang Nation's navy adhered strictly to maritime conventions but because they knew both sides of this bay were guarded by coastal artillery units that would render any cruiser entering helpless.
The First Mate was furious but powerless; after all, it was a national navy that didn't need to explain anything to a civilian cargo ship. The only option left was for Wales itself to break out using its own equipment; once at sea, there would be plenty of room for maneuvering.
Standing atop the hillock with binoculars in hand, Xu Shaoqiang spotted Wales approaching from afar—the ship's side displayed several ominous-looking rapid-fire cannons protruding outward. Xu Shaoqiang turned back to glance at his lined-up twenty mortars with confidence and smiled broadly: "You foreign devils! Today this bay will be your grave!"
The "Wales" slowly entered the effective range of the mortars. Xu Shaoqiang ordered the gunners to make one last adjustment to the firing angle, then suddenly waved his hand and commanded, "Fire! Hit them hard!"
Twenty mortars loaded and fired simultaneously, sending twenty shells trailing long flames crashing down towards the "Wales," which was sailing in the bay. Although most of the shells landed in the water, four or five accurately struck the deck of the "Wales." The other shells created towering columns of water as they hit the sea, and even those that fell into the water generated significant force, instantly creating waves several meters high around the "Wales."
At the same time, the rapid-fire guns on the "Wales" began to fire as well, launching powerful shells towards the hill where the Taiwan Army was hiding. The entire hill trembled as dust was kicked up to dozens of meters high. The rapid-fire guns were no longer using shrapnel rounds wrapped in metal balls; they were now firing explosive shells capable of destroying targets. When a shell landed on the hill, it created a large crater, sending trees and rocks flying in all directions with considerable force.
The fierce battle between both sides lasted for twenty minutes. The deck of the "Wales" had been battered to pieces by mortar shells. Although its deck was made of thick steel plates, it could not withstand this relentless bombardment of steel shells falling like rain. The bridge had already been half destroyed by shellfire, and the command room was obliterated, killing dozens of sailors. The First Mate was also struck in the abdomen by a piece of shrapnel, with half of his intestines spilling out. Although he was rescued by sailors, there was no way to perform surgery in such chaotic conditions; he was clearly nearing death.
The main rudder of the "Wales" had been destroyed, making it impossible to control the ship's direction, which could only spin slowly in one direction on the water. The only thing still holding on was the twelve rapid-fire guns on board. The gunners were hiding behind thick steel plates while Taiwan Army's mortars could not strike directly at them. Thus, they continued to fire at the hill as the ship turned. The First Mate knew that all hope was lost; today, the "Wales" would surely meet its end here. However, he did not want his crew and sailors to die without value. Even if they were to die, they should take a few enemies with them! So he instructed a nearby sailor, "Go give my orders... have all gunners aim their shells at the top of that hill! Even if... even if we have to level that hill inch by inch with our shells, we must... eliminate those hiding behind it from the Taiwan Army!"
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