America 1881: Legend of the West

Hushan is a mountain.

This place is very close to the San Juan Highlands and the terrain is very high. If you occupy this place, you can be on the same level as the San Juan Highlands.

However, the slope facing the attacker is relatively flat, so it can hardly be called a dangerous place to defend.

The only thing the Spanish army can rely on here is a factory.

Therefore, Rubin arranged more than eight Maxim heavy machine guns here, and the firepower was no weaker than that of Fort Elviso.

Chen Jianqiu and Roosevelt's Second and First Volunteer Cavalry Brigades quickly reached a place only a few hundred yards away from the Hushan position.

In front of them, there is a small slope.

This was the only barrier between the American and Spanish positions.

After climbing over the mound, there is a large open space without cover.

All those who attack will be exposed to the direct firepower of the Spaniards in the Hushan position.

Roosevelt dismounted and climbed up the slope.

He was just about to climb up and raise his binoculars to observe the situation on the opposite position, but he was unexpectedly pulled down by a strong hand. He almost fell and rolled down the slope.

"What? Who?" Roosevelt stabilized his body, turned his head, and was about to get angry.

But he found that the person who pulled him was Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu didn't speak, just shook his finger.

He waved to the person behind him.

The person behind him carried a bag and took out a mirror with a long pole, two round helmets and two masks.

Chen Jianqiu took the two helmets, handed one to Roosevelt, and put the other on his head.

Roosevelt picked up the helmet, tapped it with his fingers, and made two muffled sounds: "dong, dong."

"Don't you feel heavy wearing this thing?" Roosevelt played with the helmet and took off his cowboy hat, wondering.

"It's better than losing your life." Chen Jianqiu also put the mask on his face.

"What about this mask?" Roosevelt looked at the mask in his hand, even more puzzled, "Is it scary?"

This mask is made of iron, with a dark surface. It does look a bit sinister.

"Really?" Chen Jianqiu, who was wearing a mask, turned his head and rolled his eyes in the two holes.

He raised the mirror in his hand high and placed it on his side.

The situation at the Hushan position opposite was reflected in the mirror.

While Chen Jianqiu was observing, he ordered the young man who just carried the bag:

"Aniu, what are you doing standing still? Work!"

The young man quickly took out an enlarged map and began to mark firepower points on the map according to Chen Jianqiu's instructions.

This kid has been working as Chen Jianqiu's follower since Li Sifu rose to the top and became his own man.

Apart from being a bit green, there are no other major flaws.

Just as Chen Jianqiu and Roosevelt were observing the situation on the opposite side in the mirror.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp sound.

The mirror was instantly beaten to pieces.

Debris flying

, because of wearing a helmet and mask, Chen Jianqiu, who was closest to the mirror, was safe and sound.

Chen Jianqiu, who was wearing a black mask, threw away the bare pole in his hand and shrugged at Roosevelt.

Roosevelt suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

"Sniper?" he asked.

Chen Jianqiu nodded.

Roosevelt gasped.

If Chen Jianqiu hadn't pulled him up just now, he would have been cold.

But now that the mirror is gone, it's not over.

Roosevelt was preparing to go down the slope, but he never thought that Chen Jianqiu would reach out to his little brother named A Niu again.

Ah Niu hurriedly took out another mirror that was almost identical to the one before, put it on the long pole, and handed it to Chen Jianqiu's hand.

They changed positions and continued what they were doing.

The mirror was soon knocked off again.

There is an extra circle on the map, labeled Sniper.

Chen Jianqiu extended his hand again.

This time, A Niu simply took out a stack of mirrors from his bag, put it under his arm, and followed Chen Jianqiu with a pen in his mouth.

Roosevelt and the officers behind him were stunned.

A Niu noticed Roosevelt's gaze and smiled honestly at him.

After breaking seven or eight mirrors, Chen Jianqiu basically explored the entire frontier position on the opposite side.

He then waved to Roosevelt behind him.

"withdraw!"

Several people climbed down the slope.

"The firepower on the opposite side is so dense." Roosevelt frowned, "How about we see if we can attack upward from several directions."

"No need, just say hello to the 1st and 10th Cavalry Regiments on the flanks. After we start the general attack, we can just rush forward and be done with it." Chen Jianqiu said.

He took the piece of paper from A Niu's hand, read it again, and handed it to his subordinate.

"It's time to show off." Chen Jianqiu patted his subordinate on the shoulder.

His subordinates understood and turned around and walked into their own troops.

After a while, a group of soldiers rushed out from the back row.

Two of them were carrying a small box, and the other was holding another.

Still in a group of three, we came to the front row of the team.

They opened the box, took out a few brackets and an iron pipe, and began to quickly organize and install them in front of the formation.

In another box, there was a mortar shell with a tail fin.

In a short time, eighty mortars were assembled.

A Niu gave the mirror in his arms to several soldiers walking towards him. The soldiers came to the hillside with the mirrors and did the same thing as Chen Jianqiu just now.

These people are observation posts, responsible for adjusting the shooting position of the gunner behind and observing the situation after the shelling.

"Sir, the mortars are ready and ready to fire at any time!" The officer just walked up to Chen Jianqiu, stood at attention and reported to him.

"Let's start fighting when you're ready. The reporters who will be accompanying you later will follow. We have to move quickly." After Chen Jianqiu finished speaking, he walked back to the soldiers with his hands on his hips.

On the opposite position.

The Spaniards who relied on the factory were still confused.

They seemed to have seen the American troops coming to attack Hushan, but they seemed not to have seen them.

There are many excellent snipers in the Spanish team.

But so far they have only seen bright mirrors flashing on the opponent's position.

Two mirrors may be for observation, but what are so many mirrors doing?

In addition, the US military has not launched an attack for a long time.

The Spanish commander at the Hushan position really didn't understand what kind of medicine was being sold in the gourd opposite.

He doesn't understand, and the people below naturally don't understand either.