193: The Symphony of Revenge

The Security Team's ambush position opened fire with everything they had, all weapons spewing tongues of death.

In an instant, the music box of death was opened, and the symphony of death began to play.

The general-purpose machine guns deployed at the forefront were the first to show their might, their low, continuous roar drowning out the sound of the waves.

The machine guns fired at the japanese devils at a rate of hundreds of rounds per minute, unleashing a raging storm of metal.

The japanese devils' thin landing formation fell in swathes before this overwhelming density of firepower, like wheat being scythed down.

Blood instantly dyed the seawater and the beach red!

Close behind came the dense, crackling 'rat-a-tat-tat' sound!

Nearly a hundred type 85 submachine guns fired simultaneously, working with the machine guns to form a fire net with no blind spots.

The japanese soldiers didn't even have time to work the bolt on their type 38 rifles a second time.

Before they were riddled into sieves by this furious hail of bullets.

"Whoosh—BOOM!"

The 40mm Rocket Launcher emitted a deadly shriek.

The rocket, trailing a brilliant flame, struck a japanese landing craft that had just reached the shore with precision.

The explosion simultaneously detonated the ammunition still on board. Under the chain of explosions, dismembered limbs were blasted in all directions.

Several landing crafts instantly burst into flames, illuminating the chaotic beachhead.

Further away, the JS 7.62mm sniper rifles issued steady, precise single shots.

Snipers equipped with Night-Vision Scopes calmly pulled their triggers.

Picking off one by one the officers, machine gunners, and flag bearers among the japanese forces who were brandishing swords and trying to organize resistance.

Further exacerbating the japanese devils' confusion and panic.

Although the japanese also tried to mount a counterattack.

It seemed feeble and powerless in the face of the Security Team's era-surpassing automatic firepower and night-fighting equipment.

They couldn't even see where the bullets were coming from before being wiped out on the beachhead, unit by unit.

The battle presented a completely one-sided, crushing situation!

The Student Soldiers of the Reserve Force lay prone in their positions slightly further back.

Staring dumbfounded at the hellish yet utterly one-sided scene before them.

The deafening roar of guns and cannons, the piercing screams of the japanese devils, the flames of explosions, the smell of gunpowder and blood permeating the air... all of this violently assaulted their senses.

All their previous doubts, confusion, and disdain were now completely overwhelmed by this scene of unparalleled shock.

Their mouths hung agape, eyes wide open, faces filled with disbelief.

"Heav... heavens... this firepower..."

"The devils... the devils are just... wiped out like that?"

"No wonder they only made us the Reserve Force. With firepower like this, they don't need us at all."

"It seems it wasn't the National Revolutionary Army who wiped out the little devils last time, but the Security Team."

"Incredible! How fortunate I am to have joined such a team. Revenge is no longer a problem!"

Feng Hanqing himself watched, his heart surging with emotion, his palms sweaty.

He finally understood why Louis Fan was so confident. The combat power of this Security Team far exceeded his imagination.

The battle soon ended.

The beachhead was left with nearly a thousand japanese devil corpses and a large amount of burning equipment wreckage.

The Security Team Members began cautiously advancing forward, clearing the battlefield, administering finishing shots, and confiscating valuable documents and equipment.

However, at that very moment, from the southeast direction, around Quangong Pavilion and Jinsiniang Bridge.

Suddenly came the sound of unusually dense and intense gunfire and artillery.

Its ferocity far surpassed the battle that had just taken place here.

Louis Fan suddenly looked up, listening intently, his face instantly turning extremely grim: "Something's wrong! It's not just us here!"

"The japanese devils have also landed at Quangong Pavilion and Jinsiniang Bridge."

Li Zhenshan hurriedly added, "Boss, judging by the sounds, it's all type 38 rifle fire."

"No doubt about it, our brother units over there are about to be overrun."

Upon hearing this, Louis Fan immediately made a decision: "Feng Hanqing!"

"Here!"

"Take your men, eliminate the remaining enemies, clear the battlefield. Remember the first rule of the Security Team."

"Understood, leave no survivors!"

After instructing Feng Hanqing, Louis Fan turned and ordered: "Li Zhenshan, Bai Jinbiao! Emergency assembly. Follow me to provide support immediately."

"Yes!"

As soon as the order was given, the Security Team immediately sprang into action, mounting their Off-Road Motorcycles and setting off directly.

Amidst the roar of engines, a steel torrent sped wildly along the dirt road by the sea towards the direction of the most intense gunfire.

Fifteen minutes later, Quangong Pavilion and Jinsiniang Bridge were close at hand. The scene before them was extremely brutal.

The defending forces here had clearly suffered more intense naval bombardment. Their crude fortifications had been almost completely flattened.

The surviving officers and soldiers were desperately fighting the endless stream of japanese infantry pouring ashore, relying on shell craters and ruins.

When bullets ran out, they fixed bayonets. The wounded charged into the japanese ranks with explosive packs... But the japanese landing force was larger in number and had stronger firepower. They had already successfully established a solid beachhead.

And formed assault teams that began to thrust deep inland, their intent to directly take Jinshan County town was very clear.

Seeing their fellow soldiers from the Friendly Forces sacrificing themselves so tragically.

The eyes of everyone in the Security Team instantly turned red with rage, their fury meter maxing out.

"You damned little devils! I'll fight you to the death!" Li Zhenshan roared.

Suppressing his anger, Louis Fan quickly observed the battlefield and rapidly assigned tasks: "Bai Jinbiao! Take your men and cut in from the left flank."

"Use your strongest firepower to pound those devils who just landed and are still on the beachhead to death, push them back into the sea."

"Understood!" Bai Jinbiao's mechanical arm tightened around his submachine gun, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He then led a team of members, pouncing on the landing point like tigers descending a mountain.

"Li Zhenshan! You take the main force and advance along this dirt road on the right!"

"Pursue those japanese squads that have already infiltrated inland! We absolutely cannot let them threaten Jinshanwei's flank and rear."

"Leave it to me!" Li Zhenshan twisted the throttle and charged out with his roaring convoy.

"Second Pillar, coordinate with Ah Fu to establish a communications hub. I need real-time intelligence on the entire battlefield!"

"Yes!"

Louis Fan himself quickly donned his Flight Suit and ascended into the night sky.

Using his multifunctional glasses and communication equipment, he surveyed the entire battlefield like a god's-eye view.

Continuously relaying information on japanese positions, troop movements, and firepower points to Bai Jinbiao and Li Zhenshan on the ground.

The battle began again!

The team led by Bai Jinbiao cut in like a red-hot knife through butter.

Their powerful automatic firepower and precise shooting instantly threw the japanese forces, who were consolidating their beachhead position, into disarray.

The QJY-201 machine guns suppressed the Japanese Army, keeping their heads down.

Rocket launchers destroyed the japanese devils' temporary heavy machine gun positions and mortar teams in a targeted manner.

The Security Team, descending like divine soldiers, caught the japanese at the landing point off guard, inflicting heavy casualties and stalling their offensive.

Meanwhile, the motorized column led by Li Zhenshan displayed astonishing mobility.

They sped along the roads at high speed, rapidly annihilating any japanese squads they discovered with dense submachine gun fire.

Their overwhelming equipment superiority left the enemy completely defenseless, only able to obediently report to their great deity.

Under Louis Fan's efficient overall command and the Security Team's absolute advantages in firepower and mobility.

The critical situation at Quangong Pavilion and Jinsiniang Bridge was quickly reversed.

The landing forces found themselves in a dilemma, unable to support each other, being gradually divided, compressed, and eliminated.

In the night, the sounds of gunfire, explosions, battle cries, and the roar of motorcycle engines intertwined.

Playing a symphony of revenge forged from iron and blood!