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Morgan shot the fourth target at the same time as a soldier next to him fell to the ground with an arrow, Morgan looked sideways and saw a bamboo arrow stuck between his shoulder and neck, blood had soaked out of the wound, but the part was not yet critical. Fortunately, just in case, Morgan's ship also specially sent an additional medical soldier, and he had already stepped forward to check the injury before Morgan gave orders.

Morgan glanced up at the riverbank, and saw that there were more and more natives, from thirty or forty at the beginning of the battle, to now in just a few minutes, the number had almost doubled. Although the natives were constantly shot and fell to the ground, they seemed to replenish their forces faster than the Haihan killed, and the bamboo arrows fired crackled and nailed to the ship's side and roof, and the situation was far more dangerous than Morgan had expected.

When formulating the battle plan beforehand, Morgan even considered whether he should slow down the voyage and kill as many natives as possible if he was attacked, but the real situation made him fight the natives in the current environment, and the advantage of the Haihan side was not obvious, and the risk was far greater than he expected. Putting his elite soldiers in such conditions to fight the natives is almost like changing lives, even if the battle loss ratio can reach more than ten times, Morgan still thinks that this risk is not worth it.

"More horsepower!" Morgan ordered the boatman. What needs to be considered now is not to kill more enemies, but to get out of this unfavorable combat environment for Haihan as soon as possible and avoid continuing to cause unnecessary losses in personnel.

The barges behind the steam-powered tugboat were all in a state of emptiness, and they were all down the river, and they were all at least six knots, enough to shake off the natives who were chasing them on the river bank on two legs. As soon as the boatman heard the order, he began to shovel coal into the furnace chamber and at the same time turned the rod of the steam engine to the highest setting so that the piston could output at full capacity.

Morgan put down his rifle and took out a bamboo tube about the length of an egg from his backpack. This is a local signal flare made by the Haihan Ordnance Industry, when used, you only need to face the sky with the opening facing upwards, pull down the rope loop at the bottom, and you can shoot a colorful signal flare. Although there are only three or four colors made at present, it is enough to transmit signals and commands in combat. All Morgan wants to do now is to use a flare to notify the fleet behind to evacuate.

After firing the flare from the safety of the right side of the boat, Morgan picked up his rifle again and continued to shoot at the few natives on the riverbank who were still in pursuit. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer natives chasing after him, Morgan finally put his mind at ease.

If he hadn't made this trip himself, it would have been hard for Morgan to imagine that the attack of the natives was so fierce, and it was no wonder that the soldiers and officers in charge of the escort were all bitter after they returned, saying that the natives of Miaoli were more troublesome than the enemies they had encountered before.

The Haihan is in the light, and the natives are in the dark, although the combat power of the Haihan army is higher, but it has always been in a relatively passive position in the process of fighting. Moreover, in almost every field engagement, the strength of the natives was superior, which led to the fact that the Haihan army could often only take passive defense when engaged, and could not take the initiative to deal with the natives.

Of course, if the Annan Special Operations Battalion, which is good at jungle and mountain warfare, is stationed in Miaoli, it may be able to change the situation. Morgan couldn't help but think of the upcoming reinforcements, which happened to be the special operations battalion led by Chen Yixin. Although there was only one platoon, Morgan was eager to see what was so unique about the legendary mountain battalion when it came to combat missions in the field.

Morgan saw that the ship had already left the war zone, and hurried to check the condition of the wounded on board. The tugboat was carrying more than 10 people, and two people were injured by bamboo arrows, one was hit by an arrow in the shoulder and neck, and the other was injured in the arm. Morgan checked the injuries of the two, but fortunately they were all extracutaneous injuries and would not be life-threatening. The paramedic had already sterilized and sutured one of the wounds, and Morgan wiped his hands with an alcohol swab and worked with the paramedic to treat the wounds of the other wounded.

After about an hour and a half of leaving the battlefield, the fleet reached Stronghold No. 1 downstream. Morgan arranged for the fleet to stop here for a while, as he needed to confirm the casualties of the other fleets in time. If there is a person who is more seriously injured, it happens that he can also be treated again.

Perhaps it was Morgan's tugboat that attracted most of the attention of the natives, and the flotilla that followed was less intensely attacked. There were no casualties in the four fleets, but the wounds were still inevitable, a total of three were wounded in the battle, one of them was shot in the eye by a bamboo arrow, the injury was more serious, and the arrow stuck in the eye and no one dared to pull it out.

After Morgan checked it, he saw that the soldier's injured eye was useless, and the wound needed to be properly treated as soon as possible, so he decided to perform surgery immediately, and had him carried to Camp No. 1 on a stretcher, and requisitioned the mobile board room of the headquarters as an operating room, and after a simple anesthesia, he immediately performed an eyeball removal operation. Although the soldier's life was probably saved, he would definitely not be able to continue serving in the army after he recovered from his injuries.

As a result, the fleet stayed on the riverbank outside Stronghold No. 1 for two hours, and by the time it set sail again, it was already a little dark. Morgan had to have the soldiers light torches in the bow of the ship and slow the ship down. By the time we arrived at the coastal camp, it was almost four hours later than scheduled.

"Why did you delay for so long? Trouble on the way?" asked Yu Yao with concern to Morgan, who had just stepped off the boat.

Morgan nodded and said, "We encountered an attack by the natives on Houlong Creek, and some soldiers were seriously injured, so I chose to stop at Stronghold No. 1 for a surgical operation. ”

Yu Yao asked, "What is the situation of casualties?"

"Fortunately, there were only a few injuries, and there were no deaths. Morgan said: "As for the natives, the number we have counted should be fifteen to twenty hits, and the casualties are unknown. ”

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In terms of combat distance, the current situation is not suitable for sniper combat, and the native warriors on the river bank are only about twenty meters away from the barges on the river, and whether they are injured by bows and arrows or spears at this distance, they are very likely to lose their combat ability immediately. Although the rifles in the hands of the Haihan soldiers were more accurate, they had no advantage in the use of undulating ships, and in addition to the slow reloading, the firepower output was really not comparable to the natives on the riverbank.

Morgan shot the fourth target at the same time as a soldier next to him fell to the ground with an arrow, Morgan looked sideways and saw a bamboo arrow stuck between his shoulder and neck, blood had soaked out of the wound, but the part was not yet critical. Fortunately, just in case, Morgan's ship also specially sent an additional medical soldier, and he had already stepped forward to check the injury before Morgan gave orders.

Morgan glanced up at the riverbank, and saw that there were more and more natives, from thirty or forty at the beginning of the battle, to now in just a few minutes, the number had almost doubled. Although the natives were constantly shot and fell to the ground, they seemed to replenish their forces faster than the Haihan killed, and the bamboo arrows fired crackled and nailed to the ship's side and roof, and the situation was far more dangerous than Morgan had expected.

When formulating the battle plan beforehand, Morgan even considered whether he should slow down the voyage and kill as many natives as possible if he was attacked, but the real situation made him fight the natives in the current environment, and the advantage of the Haihan side was not obvious, and the risk was far greater than he expected. Putting his elite soldiers in such conditions to fight the natives is almost like changing lives, even if the battle loss ratio can reach more than ten times, Morgan still thinks that this risk is not worth it.

"More horsepower!" Morgan ordered the boatman. What needs to be considered now is not to kill more enemies, but to get out of this unfavorable combat environment for Haihan as soon as possible and avoid continuing to cause unnecessary losses in personnel.

The barges behind the steam-powered tugboat were all in a state of emptiness, and they were all down the river, and they were all at least six knots, enough to shake off the natives who were chasing them on the river bank on two legs. As soon as the boatman heard the order, he began to shovel coal into the furnace chamber and at the same time turned the rod of the steam engine to the highest setting so that the piston could output at full capacity.

Morgan put down his rifle and took out a bamboo tube about the length of an egg from his backpack. This is a local signal flare made by the Haihan Ordnance Industry, when used, you only need to face the sky with the opening facing upwards, pull down the rope loop at the bottom, and you can shoot a colorful signal flare. Although there are only three or four colors made at present, it is enough to transmit signals and commands in combat. All Morgan wants to do now is to use a flare to notify the fleet behind to evacuate.

After firing the flare from the safety of the right side of the boat, Morgan picked up his rifle again and continued to shoot at the few natives on the riverbank who were still in pursuit. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer natives chasing after him, Morgan finally put his mind at ease.

If he hadn't made this trip himself, it would have been hard for Morgan to imagine that the attack of the natives was so fierce, and it was no wonder that the soldiers and officers in charge of the escort were all bitter after they returned, saying that the natives of Miaoli were more troublesome than the enemies they had encountered before.

The Haihan is in the light, and the natives are in the dark, although the combat power of the Haihan army is higher, but it has always been in a relatively passive position in the process of fighting. Moreover, in almost every field engagement, the strength of the natives was superior, which led to the fact that the Haihan army could often only take passive defense when engaged, and could not take the initiative to deal with the natives.

Of course, if the Annan Special Operations Battalion, which is good at jungle and mountain warfare, is stationed in Miaoli, it may be able to change the situation. Morgan couldn't help but think of the upcoming reinforcements, which happened to be the special operations battalion led by Chen Yixin. Although there was only one platoon, Morgan was eager to see what was so unique about the legendary mountain battalion when it came to combat missions in the field.

Morgan saw that the ship had already left the war zone, and hurried to check the condition of the wounded on board. The tugboat was carrying more than 10 people, and two people were injured by bamboo arrows, one was hit by an arrow in the shoulder and neck, and the other was injured in the arm. Morgan checked the injuries of the two, but fortunately they were all extracutaneous injuries and would not be life-threatening. The paramedic had already sterilized and sutured one of the wounds, and Morgan wiped his hands with an alcohol swab and worked with the paramedic to treat the wounds of the other wounded.

After about an hour and a half of leaving the battlefield, the fleet reached Stronghold No. 1 downstream. Morgan arranged for the fleet to stop here for a while, as he needed to confirm the casualties of the other fleets in time. If there is a person who is more seriously injured, it happens that he can also be treated again.

Perhaps it was Morgan's tugboat that attracted most of the attention of the natives, and the flotilla that followed was less intensely attacked. There were no casualties in the four fleets, but the wounds were still inevitable, a total of three were wounded in the battle, one of them was shot in the eye by a bamboo arrow, the injury was more serious, and the arrow stuck in the eye and no one dared to pull it out.

After Morgan checked it, he saw that the soldier's injured eye was useless, and the wound needed to be properly treated as soon as possible, so he decided to perform surgery immediately, and had him carried to Camp No. 1 on a stretcher, and requisitioned the mobile board room of the headquarters as an operating room, and after a simple anesthesia, he immediately performed an eyeball removal operation. Although the soldier's life was probably saved, he would definitely not be able to continue serving in the army after he recovered from his injuries.

As a result, the fleet stayed on the riverbank outside Stronghold No. 1 for two hours, and by the time it set sail again, it was already a little dark. Morgan had to have the soldiers light torches in the bow of the ship and slow the ship down. By the time we arrived at the coastal camp, it was almost four hours later than scheduled.

"Why did you delay for so long? Trouble on the way?" asked Yu Yao with concern to Morgan, who had just stepped off the boat.

Morgan nodded and said, "We encountered an attack by the natives on Houlong Creek, and some soldiers were seriously injured, so I chose to stop at Stronghold No. 1 for a surgical operation. ”

Yu Yao asked, "What is the situation of casualties?"

"Fortunately, there were only a few injuries, and there were no deaths. Morgan said: "As for the natives, the number we have counted should be fifteen to twenty hits, and the casualties are unknown. ”