New Ming Empire mixed in America

Lu Weiming led his platoon of soldiers on horseback to the outermost perimeter of San Francisco's defense line, looking around constantly.

After riding for a while, we could see the minefield sign ahead in the distance.

After reining in the horse, Lu Weiming ordered: "Cheer up your energy and be careful not to be attacked by those rats."

After he finished speaking, the soldiers who followed him nodded in agreement.

But some soldiers who were close to him joked:

"What is the platoon leader afraid of? If we really encounter those rats in the ravine, we will kill them and hang them on the trees for dried meat, haha..."

When he said this, the tense atmosphere in the team relaxed.

Lu Weiming also smiled and shook his head, but he still laughed and cursed: "Just don't think of yourself as dried meat...be careful of enemy attacks!"

While joking, he suddenly saw a burst of white smoke rising from the woods in the distance. Lu Weiming immediately lowered his body and shouted a warning.

Then he saw Xiao Shitou, who had just been joking with him, trembled and fell off his horse.

"Little Stone...fight back, fight back!"

Suddenly, all the National Defense Force soldiers crouched on their horses and pulled the triggers into the woods.

The cavalry made a large circle away from the woods and stopped behind a small slope.

After counting the number of people, Lu Weiming found that three people were missing, and his eyes turned red with hatred.

The soldiers in his platoon have been training together for more than two months, training together, laughing and joking together, and going to the battlefield together, but now...

"Little Sanzi, your squad will stay and call the company headquarters to request support. I'll take people to hang up those bastards first!"

After Lu Weiming finished speaking, he arranged his equipment, and then led the remaining soldiers to ride towards the woods from another direction.

There was a minefield next to it, and those people would definitely not survive if they ran in, so as long as he and his people were blocked on the other side of the woods, there was a high chance that he would find the enemy's traces and pursue them.

The third son stayed in place with his squad to set up antennas and started calling the company.

As for the bodies of teammates who were shot down and dismounted, we can't take care of them for the time being. If the enemy is still ambushing in place, they will only die if they go there.

As for why it is said to be a corpse?

It is difficult to avoid death if you fall off a horse that is running at high speed.

On the other hand, Lu Weiming and others who were already close to the woods also dismounted and went into the woods to hide.

Judging from the burst of white smoke just now, there were at least hundreds of rifles firing at the same time.

If the number of people was small, it would be impossible to hit high-speed moving targets from such a long distance, not to mention three of them were hit at once.

21 National Defense Force soldiers, including Lu Weiming, quietly ambush.

There is a trodden path here. Judging from the broken branches, it should have only appeared in the past few days.

This is why Lu Weiming chose to wait here. There are no professional special forces in this era, and the combat quality of the soldiers of the National Defense Force is already considered top-notch.

The bayonet was already mounted on the rifle, and the grenades and pistol were also placed at a convenient location.

As soon as those hiding rats appear, the soldiers of the National Defense Force will definitely give them a severe blow in revenge.

The most indispensable thing in the army is blood. Three of his brothers were killed in a sneak attack. If they were not avenged, the soldiers would not be able to swallow this breath in their hearts.

About half an hour later, faint sounds of conversation came from the front.

"Haha, I killed three of them again. Don't tell me, those Eastern Monkeys have really good weapons."

A white man wearing a cowboy hat rubbed the new gun in his hand while walking.

There were four white men with the same rifles beside him. The joy on their faces showed that the ambush was very successful.

As long as we come here a few more times, those Eastern monkeys will probably be so angry that they vomit blood.

"You shouldn't shoot first this time, because our weapons are not as sophisticated as yours."

A young white man who caught up from behind complained and snatched the white man's cigar from his mouth and took a sip.

"Be sure to pay attention next time. It's a pity that the monkeys know how to act together now, otherwise they can still kill as much fun as last time."

The white man in the cowboy hat shrugged, not caring about the young man's move to snatch his cigar.

Then he took out another stick from his pocket and lit it.

"Why do you think you, a rich man, would follow us out to cause trouble for those monkeys?"

A sour voice sounded next to the white man in the cowboy hat.

Judging from his attire, it is obvious that he does not have a cowboy hat and is from a better family.

"For what? Of course it's for the Federation."

"Ha ha…"

The cowboy hat's words caused a burst of laughter. Is there anyone in this alliance who really wants to do it for the Federation?

The answer is yes, and quite a few.

But don’t the leaders in charge of this team still know what the so-called Alliance Volunteer Group is like?

"Okay, let's wait here for the dreamers behind."

The cowboy hat was obviously very prestigious among the crowd. After he finished speaking, the elite team of more than a dozen people stopped and each found a place to rest.

"What do you think will happen if those Eastern Monkeys send people into the mountains to sweep them up? We don't have much supplies and we can hold on here for a long time."

The young white man took a few puffs on his cigar and raised his concerns.

"No, there are not many monkeys. If we attack them head-on, we will definitely not be their opponent, but as long as we hide and attack them, there is nothing they can do to us."

The white man in the cowboy hat is very confident because he knows the terrain in this area better than anyone else.

It was here that he was born and spent his seventeenth birthday.

Later, because of his father's gold mining, the family moved to Sacramento.

"I heard that those Eastern fleets have set off again. Their number will definitely be larger in two months, and we will be in trouble by then."

"Those idiots in the East have moved all the navy to the Gulf of Mexico, otherwise none of the monkey ships would even think of coming over."

The cowboy hat cursed a few times, then looked at the young white man and said:

"After this time, go back to eastern California. Our enemies are not only the Easterners, but also the rebels in Texas."

The young white man shook his head and said: "I won't go back. People in Eastern California said they would form a cavalry to support Washington. But it hasn't started yet. I don't want to be with those cowards."

Sighing, Cowboy Hat stopped persuading him. He had said everything he needed to say anyway, and if he continued to persuad, he probably wouldn't listen.

Soon, another group of chaotic and unorganized teams caught up behind them.

Almost all of these people were young people. They wore self-purchased clothes and took the weapons at home and rushed over from Eastern California.

Although these young people have high fighting spirit and courage on the battlefield, cowboy hats sneer at these young people who are full of dreams.

dream?

If it weren't for the benefits given by those in Sacramento, why would he come to San Francisco to suffer?

As long as these Easterners are cleared out, their family can obtain a huge piece of legal land here.

And because the mine owners here have done nothing, their family can definitely take the opportunity to annex them.

By then, relying on the port of San Francisco, it will be difficult not to make money.

Just when he was considering whether to let these young people rest for a while.

An object emitting white smoke fell into the grass at his feet, with only a wooden handle exposed.

"Escape...!"