C398 Indiscriminate bombardment (2/2)

Each of them was more than three meters in diameter, and after two consecutive shots, there were only a few houses in the entire Guotou Village that were left standing. At this time, the French Captain also discovered the conspiracy of the Chinese.

”Oh, God! This bunch of Chinese are too cunning... ”Fortunately, their internal strife exposed us. Otherwise, our army would have suffered heavy casualties …”

The sailors on the battleship could see, without even using their binoculars, that in the destroyed grass huts and ruins of the Guotou Village, there were more than 20 strange grey and white houses standing in a line. The cannon attack this time had already destroyed their camouflage.

”Oh!” It's a foreman, it's a field foreman... It must be reinforced concrete... They're too insidious, the Chinese are too bad... ”

The two Captain s shouted at the same time, ”Continue the bombing, tear apart the enemy's camouflage clothing!”

Amidst the rumbling sounds of the cannon, Luo Houzi was knocked down by the waves of air, and then, he was jolted awake by the sound of an explosion.

Some of them were unconscious, some were severely injured and bleeding, some had lost their livelihood, and the fisherman who scolded Luo Houzi the most had a bullet embedded in his heart, his eyes wide open in confusion.

Luo Houzi was so angry that he started beating the ground with his fists, ”Why didn't you listen to the army's orders...” Why are you guys twisting it like that! ” Luo Houzi hated them so much in his heart. It was not that they did not listen to his orders, it was just that he hated his incompetence.

”Vice Company Commander … Get Out... Company Commander has ordered us to give up our Guotou Village and retreat into the North Mountain trench … ”

It was all a waste. Half a month of hard work had been completely destroyed by these greedy fishermen. Would it be easy for the Letian Firm to import reinforced concrete from the United States at a high price? Was it easy to secretly build a dozen or so bunkers in the Guotou Village and pretend to be a commoner?

In the original plan, the soldiers would be hidden inside the bunker, creating the illusion that the village had run out of troops. After a round or two of artillery barrages, they would finally be able to use the bunker to deal with the enemy invaders.

Not only was there a hidden fortress, but there was also a trench on the northern hill south of the village. It was fine if the Guotou Village could defend, but if he could not withstand the pressure of the trench, he could still hold off the enemy for a while.

But now, because someone had violated the military order to secretly light a bonfire, the French Fleet had discovered the traces of living people. With the addition of the argument between Luo Houzi and the militia, the onlookers had all gathered on the main street.

Cannon bombardment, unceasing cannon bombardment, and the rumbling sounds of explosions caused the grass huts that were out of sight to turn into ruins. Flames soared into the sky and thick smoke rose into the sky, reaching over twenty meters high.

The French soldiers on the warship all became fanatical, ”God bless France... God bless His Majesty the Emperor... Fire the cannons and kill them! This group of despicable scumbags are a group of barbarians who only know how to launch sneak attacks! ”

In this era, the France's navy was only second to Britain's, and the quality of sailors was still very high. Amidst the constant firing of cannons, the battleships could still slowly approach the shore, the firing of cannons became more and more accurate, and the scenery in the Guotou Village also became more and more distinct.

Whenever a house or bunker was destroyed, the battleship would erupt into thunderous cheers. Every time an explosion sent countless bodies flying through the air, the soldiers would become even more excited and excited.

Under Chu Zhao's command, a large group of people began to retreat towards the south, their target being the trench region.

”Stretch Shooting... ”The cannons are chasing these barbarians. Let them see what a modern war is like. Let these barbarians broaden their horizons …”

Since Napoleon's era, France had always paid great attention to artillery tactics and the development of talents. More than half of the army's strongest names were earned through artillery, with the Captain's phrase of extended firing, gunner did not even need tools to measure. Just visual observation was enough to know how to adjust the shooting data.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Bullets flew high up into the sky one after another, flying across the Guotou Village. Under the pressure of the retreating people, they opened up countless blood-red flowers, and in the end, the entire land was blasted into a mess as ugly as Scarface's head.

At this time, countless people were stunned by the explosion. They never would have thought that the enemy had not landed yet and had only relied on the cannon to shoot to kill so many people.

The untrained citizens didn't have much mental endurance. Even though they were all powerful before the war, when they saw their loved ones die horribly in battle, when they saw people being blown to pieces with their own eyes, they couldn't stand it anymore.

”Oh my god!” What is this? What ghost soldiers were these! We can't win against these ghost soldiers, they're not something we can deal with … I don't want to die! ”