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Chapter 371: Night of Killing

Did Elken go to the jade mine?

The sky-surgent artillery fire, bloody killing, and tragic roar. When Yang Wei associates Elken with these scenes, his body can't help but shake. In Yang Wei's eyes, Elken is just a little girl, but the guns are eyeless. God's mercy may not work so well at this moment. Yang Wei jumped into the car without saying a word. Kurban's fat body followed behind and wanted to jump on it. Yang Wei angrily said impatiently: "You stay here, don't cause trouble for us!"

Emotions often affect people's judgment. Kurban not only can't do anything when he goes to the jade mine, but it will affect Yang Wei's command work. Kurban, who was thrown out of the car, chased him behind Yang Wei for a long time, and shouted in a crying voice: "Captain Yang, as long as I can rescue my Elken, all the wealth of the Kurban family belongs to you!"

The car raised all the smoke and dust. Kurban looked at Juechen's figure, but did not hear Yang Wei's answer. He stomped his feet impatiently, his hands and feet were weak and stood there as if he was dreaming.

Yang Wei did not rush to the Hotan Jade Mine directly, but came to the camp not far away. Just when Yang Wei had just arrived, he saw the soldiers who were originally stationed in the Hotan Jade Mine retreating, and the two guards carried Fang Dacheng, who was confused. Blood Tempered Mountains and Rivers 371

Although the retreat of the troops caused the large army to lose the most favorable opportunity to counterattack, Yang Wei could not bear to blame Fang Dacheng. After all, no one expected that such a thing would happen as soon as he left. It was rare for Fang Dacheng, who had conducted independent combat command for the first time, could do this level.

Looking at Fang Dacheng, who was still holding the sword tightly in his dimness, looking at the seriously injured soldiers but full of hatred, looking at the incomplete army and those figures sleeping at the foot of the mountain in the distance, Yang Wei's heart ignited anger, and hatred was burning like flames in his body.

Yang Wei gritted his teeth and directed: "The field artillery battalion, the fire battalion is ready, the infantry regiment set out immediately and tried their best to drive them out of the jade mine. Every drop of blood wet from our soldiers must be returned ten times!"

The battlefield is in front of the battlefield, with smoke and blood everywhere. The shells falling from the sky were like the shadow of the god of death, covering everyone. However, when Yang Wei said this, no one was afraid or cowardly. The soldiers raised their response roars in response. Perhaps what they were waiting for was Yang Wei's order. After this order, everyone stood up and launched an attack to the place where the artillery fire was most violent.

When Yang Wei's troops arrived, Sheng Shicai, who was commanding on the west mountain, was still paced back and forth, and was very angry about the collapse of the jade mine. The sudden sound of artillery fire scared Sheng Shicai. He rushed forward quickly and grabbed the telescope in Huang Dahai's hand. This low-magnitude telescope was naturally not as good as the high-magnitude telescope he specially ordered to buy from the Germans. The scene in front of him was a little blurry. Sheng Shicai wiped the lens with anger, but only saw a blurry black shadow in the telescope.

Sheng Shicai was furious and was about to scold him, but Huang Dahai stuttered: "Master, they... look..."

Huang Dahai next to him seemed to have seen something amazing. Sheng Shicai looked up in confusion, put down the telescope, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. Then he saw a large number of troops coming. It turned out that it was not the telescope that had a problem. The black shadow he saw in the telescope was Yang Wei's army, with a large number and dense crowd.

Even Sheng Shicai, who had been through many battles, couldn't help but take a breath, especially after seeing Yang Wei's weapons and equipment, Sheng Shicai was immediately shocked.

Since entering Xinjiang, although Sheng Shicai has fought more than ten battles of all sizes, those scattered forces are at best just some scattered soldiers and scattered brave men. Yang Wei in front of him is carrying the most advanced artillery and countless weapons have never seen Sheng Shicai, but he has only heard of it from others. Today, he has indeed gained knowledge, but it seems that he has to pay a considerable price to gain this knowledge.

The heavy armored tanks arranged in an inverted triangle formation and were gradually approaching the foot of the mountain in the west. Sheng Shicai looked at the troops gradually approaching. Although they had not yet entered the best shooting range, Sheng Shicai couldn't help it. The palms of his hands were covered with sticky cold sweat, and his lips were bitten white by Sheng Shicai. Every second at this time was extremely long for Sheng Shicai. He waited patiently until the troops gradually entered his shooting range. In such a short second, he immediately shouted: "High and low, minus fifth degrees, 15 degrees left, 'fifty degrees left, 'fift'!"

The 75mm howitzer that had been prepared for twenty times the caliber was fired at the same time. The sound of the explosion was deafening, and Sheng Shicai shook his body. Fortunately, Huang Dahai held him in time and did not fall. Sheng Shicai glared at Huang Dahai fiercely, shook his arm and stood up straight. Even at this moment, he still hugged his arms and looked ahead, and his majestic posture tried his best to cover up his inner tension.

The 20-times caliber 75mm howitzer was exerted in Sheng Shicai's hands for the first time. Looking at the huge noise that had never been seen before during its explosion, Sheng Shicai was very happy, thinking that even Yang Wei could not survive three rounds of fire under such a strong attack on artillery fire.

However, under the rising smoke of gunpowder, Sheng Shicai did not see the imagined scene. The neatly arranged heavy armored combat vehicles were not even chaotic, and quickly broke through the smoke and dust and rushed out, quickly appearing in front of Sheng Shicai.

The speed of the heavy armored chariot was astonishing. Sheng Shicai was disappointed and suddenly found that Yang Wei's heavy armored chariot was more than one or two times stronger than the heavy armored chariots that Ma Bufang had driven before. However, how could he know that the heavy armored chariot sold to Ma Bufang was just Yang Wei's test piece, and its armor thickness was far from the same as the armor thickness of the heavy armored chariot driven by Yang Wei.

In panic, Sheng Shicai quickly ordered people to fire again. However, Sheng Shicai didn't even know whether such an attack was lethal to Yang Wei, and only knew to blindly try to dispel the panic in his heart. However, the shells fired again were already far behind by Yang Wei's heavy armored combat vehicles convoy, unable to see the dust.

Sheng Shicai rushed forward, grabbed the artillery's collar and said, "What are the bastards who have grown up with eating!"

The artillery was extremely aggrieved and panicked, and said in a deep voice: "Report to the governor, the high and low shooting world has reached its limit, and no matter how low it is, it cannot be hit!"

Just when Sheng Shicai was furious, Yang Wei's convoy of heavy armored combat vehicles had arrived at the foot of the mountain. Sheng Shicai's land troops tried to attack, but as soon as they emerged, they were blocked by artillery fire from the 220 mm mortar. Under the fierce artillery fire, even the light armored combat vehicles that Sheng Shicai was proud of could only be discouraged.
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