412: Chapter 412 Piling Tonight!

"What do you mean?"

The First Emperor and General Wang Jian's eyes were full of curiosity as they looked at Zhao Fusu, their gazes seemingly urging him to stop keeping them in suspense.

Zhao Fusu did not respond immediately. Instead, he turned to the Special Forces Members of the Heavy Machine Gun Squad and ordered, "Heavy Machine Gun Squad, follow me."

"Yes, sir!"

The Special Forces Members of the Heavy Machine Gun Squad responded in unison, their voices orderly and loud.

They moved quickly, carrying the type 92 heavy machine guns and following closely behind Zhao Fusu's lead.

Zhao Fusu led the group to an open field. The First Emperor, General Wang Jian, and the other Special Forces Members followed.

With a serious expression and a firm gaze, Zhao Fusu scanned the open field before him and began to lay out his tactical arrangements methodically.

"Do you see this open ground? The bandits are numerous. If they come to attack the village, they will definitely cross this field."

He paused slightly, pointing to both ends and the middle of the open field, and continued, "Like this..."

"We will set up a heavy machine gun nest at each end, and another heavy machine gun in the middle."

At this point, he raised his voice and emphasized, "Please note..."

"After I fire the signal flare for the attack, the heavy machine gun nest in the middle should not fire yet."

"The heavy machine gun position on the left will sweep from left to right."

He gestured the direction of the strafing with his hands as he spoke.

Then he continued, "The heavy machine gun position on the right will do the opposite, sweeping from right to left."

"Attention..."

Zhao Fusu said emphatically, "You must force the enemy to concentrate towards the center!"

"Our main force will be gathered in the center. Once the bandits are forced into the central area by the heavy machine guns, we will concentrate our fire to eliminate the invading enemies."

"In this way, we can use the powerful firepower of the heavy machine guns to strike the bandits effectively while avoiding the dispersion of our forces, minimizing casualties."

Zhao Fusu explained every detail of the tactic, ensuring every member understood clearly.

"Brilliant!"

Upon hearing Zhao Fusu's tactical arrangement, a flash of surprise and admiration crossed General Wang Jian's eyes. He couldn't help but say to Zhao Fusu, "His Majesty the Head of State, you truly have the makings of a general!"

"Such a clever tactical layout fully considers our strengths and weaknesses."

"Using the terrain and weapon characteristics to draw the enemy into a preset encirclement is truly brilliant!"

General Wang Jian's tone was full of admiration. Having fought on battlefields for many years and met countless people, he knew that an excellent tactic plays a decisive role in the outcome of a battle. Zhao Fusu's tactical arrangement showed extremely high military literacy and strategic vision.

Hearing this, the First Emperor also nodded slightly, a look of approval in his eyes.

"Fusu, your military talent is indeed very high. In time, you will surely become an outstanding general!"

"The tactic you described not only effectively counters the bandits' attack but also preserves our strength to the greatest extent. It is indeed a fine strategy."

The First Emperor's voice was steady and powerful, his recognition of Zhao Fusu evident.

After hearing Zhao Fusu's arrangements, the Special Forces Members of the Heavy Machine Gun Squad knew exactly what they needed to do.

They quickly followed Zhao Fusu's instructions, heading to their respective firing positions to deploy and prepare for the bandits' arrival.

As the large group of bandits drew closer, the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

The bandits approaching Xixi Village were completely unaware that a great danger was quietly waiting for them.

At this moment, they were like a pack of demons emerging from hell, their hearts filled with malice and desire, driven by lust and showing their hideous nature.

The The Second Chief of Mount Zhuque, Scarred Scabby Head, had a face full of coarse flesh and a large bald patch on his head.

A chilling, murderous light glinted in his eyes.

Riding a tall horse, he brandished the Bronze Sword in his hand and laughed wildly at the lackeys behind him, "Brothers, once we enter the village, kill all the men for me! Leave none alive!"

"As for the women, take them all back and let us brothers do some good piling!"

"Hahaha, good, good, good!"

"Piling tonight!"

The bandits' laughter was as piercing as a night owl's, filled with endless cruelty and evil.