Chapter 103: Ruili Grand Victory ③: The British army comes on

"Well, company commander, you eat more."
Yu Cheng got together in front of Dai Anlan, whose face was darkly smoked by nitrate smoke. When he fished his chopsticks, he had to transfer some of the braised pork in the tin lunch box. The company commander was tired enough, and he didn't close his eyes for two days and two days. The first line of defense, and then the second line of defense, have fought back and forth several times.
"Hey, give me, your boy was still hungry just now. Riding on the British, this will stop, and you should hurry up and eat more." The fight for resistance has already begun for the third day. From the afternoon of the day when the British arrived in the town of Zhen, the next day was still a full day of offensive attacks.
An Indian division, an Indian brigade, assigned a battalion or a regiment again and again, launched no fewer than ten attacks on this frontage of more than one kilometer.
At first, a part of the battalion commander of the Second Division of the Southwest Army ’s Second Military Division thought that the British were tossing and playing, but inadequate preparation. In the absence of artillery from both sides, only mortars and heavy machine guns participated in the battalion. The first line of defense was almost overwhelmed by a regiment of Indians.
If it weren't for Zhu Gesheng's emergency order for Dai Anlan's Second Regiment and Second Battalion to fight the fire, now the first line of defense has been lost. Of course, as a battalion commander who cares less about the enemy and is incapable of combat, he has been withdrawn on the spot. He will be reported to the high-ranking Southwest Army for punishment only after the end of the battle. He may even be sent to a military court for subjective ineffective combat. Wait for the military court to decide.
At this time, the grassroots commanders of the Southwest Army completely stole the idea of ​​the Indians. The Indians are timid and afraid of death, and their combat skills are not as good as those of the Second Division, but this division and a brigade Indians are a little bit smart.
The British ordered the attack, and they did not dare to disobey the order, but how they attacked, these Indians were simply ghosts. Charged from a distance, before reaching the range of the rifle, he leaned in search of any possible shelter, or hid in a crater blasted by artillery shells.
He hid far away, flew into the sky with the Lienfield rifle in his hand, and then slowly climbed forward. However, these clever Indians, when they found that the line of defense was leaking, would rush forward in a swarm.
Dai Anlan finished the last two bites of rice and wiped out a piece of shiny braised pork. Then he picked up the peeled white radish and ate it like the soldiers. "Yu Cheng, eat hot peppers to refresh your mind, you stare at me. It will be dark after a while. If the Indians come again, they must be kept."
What made Dai Anlan more reassured was that after fighting for almost two days, the British army did not appear from beginning to end, and it was the Indians who jumped up and down in front of the position. These are weirdly dressed, with a hat on their heads, and they should be dressed in military uniforms to put on a short skirt, which has made many Southwest Army soldiers addicted to eyes.
There is a very funny thing. A sharpshooter pulled the trigger with confidence and fired at an Indian soldier. As a result, the soldier who was hit in the head just fell down and got up again.
The sharpshooter opened his mouth wide on the spot, unbelievable. Is it true that the Indians, as the chiefs said, are smeared with divine oil? However, it shouldn't be hardened with divine oil.
The sharpshooter's words made all the comrades on the side laugh. It turned out that the observer assigned to the sharpshooter in the platoon reported that the Indian soldier was hit by the hat, but at most he just scratched his scalp. Therefore, when the sharpshooters fired again, they would unconsciously lower the muzzle slightly. As a result, when the Indians attacked, they could not wait to put their heads in the crotch. The headshot companions from time to time had already He was terrified.
After two days of fighting, each of them reached many conclusions.
"Did the opposite Chinese eat the legendary Hercules?" General Knox stood in the observation bunker, remembering the story that his uncle had told himself, and could not help but think slightly, his thoughts drifted to the opposite battlefield. If this is not the Battlefield of Fire, he really wants to run over and take a look at them, pull those Chinese to their side, and take a look at them one by one, what has happened to them.
In the past two days of fighting, Knox had extremely despised the Chinese soldiers who were blocking him from the beginning, slowly turning into scolding and stigmatization, then into contemplation, and then into doubt.
Why has the East Asian sick man in the Japanese population become so brave and warlike? Why is there such an armed force in the world as a backward country, even a country where iron nails and matches cannot be self-sufficient?
Trench digging, position formation is not mentioned, as long as you can learn from it, although there may not be Germans on the opposite side, but there must be Chinese who have learned from abroad, just like this former warlord Zhang Shusheng .
But look at what's on the Indians these two days! !!
Large-caliber heavy field artillery, not only blasted the attacking Indians piece by piece, but also gave their two mountain artillery regiments to Lienwo. Artillery of this caliber, even if it broke through the international arms embargo and entered China, could not escape the sight of the excellent imperial agents. No matter where they entered the southwest, they were all behemoths and could not do anything about it.
However, they were not the only one. There were so many. The artillery commander told him that the Chinese had at least thirty 120mm heavy field guns.
There are heavy machine guns densely arranged in the bunkers, the same Mark Qin heavy machine guns, and a one-kilometer-long battle line. I can't count how many heavy machine guns the other party has arranged. Doesn't it cost anything? As far as I know, according to the rewards of those excellent British agents, isn't the number of heavy machine guns in the most elite troops in the north and the south too small? Why is a local warlord so much stronger than them?
Then came mortars. Knox is very clear that the most glorious period of mortars should be in the trenches of World War I. A mortar fired with a curve shot has a great opportunity to fall into the trenches at a large angle or even vertically, setting off a death storm. . But why does the Chinese attach so much importance to the placement of mortars? Their mortar density is even higher than their fourth division.
Of course, there is the old Mauser of the German, but the range is obviously better than that of the old Mauser of the fierce German. Do the Germans also sell their improved Mauser rifles? For China? Was the arms embargo a dead letter?
These are not the most shocking places for Knox.
He believed that as long as the Zhang Shusheng searched enough ocean or gold, he could get these weapons, even the artillery, and someone would smuggle him, even if the smuggler was a greedy civilized person.
But why do the opposing soldiers have so much better combat skills than the Indians? ?
Should not! Absolutely shouldn't! !!
These Indians have been trained by the empire for more than two years, ranging from battlefield shooting to heavy machine gun firing, to battlefield evasion, and grenade throwing. They are better than Indians. At least quite a few of them did. And the most thing is that the Chinese also have soldiers with higher shooting levels, much like those sharpshooters on the battlefield of a few years ago.
"Ten years, the Chinese have spent at least ten years training this army. The opposite must be their main force." Knox slammed a punch on the table, scaring a few generals next to him. . Since entering China, the Sunburst Empire has almost never received any specific reports on the Southwest Army from the Japanese, all of which are unknown.
"My Colonel Simon, I order you to lead your regiment to launch an unprecedented attack on the Chinese position in the evening. The remaining artillery units will also support you. The other units are ready to follow up once the Chinese The first line of defense of our country collapsed, and we have to go all out to defeat this abominable Chinese army on the opposite side. "
"Yes!!"
"call out……"
At night, the Indians had just retreated for less than half an hour, and the British artillery, which had disappeared for a long time, finally launched a fierce shelling on the first line of defense of the Southwest Army. The rest of the 21 mountain cannons slammed their breath, and it seemed that they would have to vent all the pouches they had suffered in the past few days.
The gunfire didn't even stop, and the British launched an attack in the dark.
"Fast, fast, I have to return to Lao Tzu."
The commander of the second battalion of the third battalion, who was about to retreat, shouted loudly. After two days of fighting, the soldiers were not the first brothers. On the battlefield, I have seen everything in the past two days. There were dead and wounded. Individual There are deserters, but 99% of the soldiers are more determined to fight.
At this time, neither the offensive side nor the defensive side is convenient, and the line of sight is too small. In the battalion just ready to withdraw, the bullets and grenades were too late to replenish, and they rushed back in front of the sandbags, enduring exhaustion and hunger, and defending the line of defense.
But when they tried to shoot forward, they found the original twilight, which seemed to be thicker at this time. They were blind and more than a hundred meters away.
"Bang Bang ... Da Da Da ... Boom ..."
The British's artillery began to fly again to the first line of defense of the Southwest Army. This line of defense, which is more than one kilometer long and nearly one hundred meters wide, has been dazzled by the flames of war.
The soldiers of the 2nd Battalion of the Southwest Army also finally found something wrong. This time, the troops did not seem to be Indians. Moreover, casualties quickly occurred. This shows that the British were on the field, and at this time, they had approached the line by night. . The British commander was indeed not a fool. He took the opportunity of the Chinese rotation and suddenly launched an attack by a main force less than half an hour after the offensive was just launched.
"What? The British came up !! Can't see clearly? I his mother and let Xu Ermazi immediately suppress the fire of Lao Tzu. Right, hit the flares, two hundred meters in front of the position, and give Lao Tzu some more."
Zhuge Sheng is not a military blind, but has been involved in ancient and modern China and the West. Upon hearing the report, he knew what had happened. The decision was made immediately and a combat order was issued. "Order the second battalion of the first battalion of the third regiment to immediately press Lao Tzu. If the first line of defense of the first regiment is gone, I will shoot them."
At night, a line of defense was breached, and Zhu Gesheng knew the consequences very well. If the opponent has only the same division's troops, rushing in at best is a dark night battle. However, the other party was close to the three divisions. Even if these two days were roughly counted, more than 1,500 people were killed and wounded in the Indian Army, but the total numbers of the two sides are still very different.
The Southwest Army is well-trained, and the combat officers who graduated from the Huaxia Military Academy have command art. The numbers of the two sides fighting together will inevitably determine the final fate.
"No! Come, order the second regiment and immediately launch a counter-charge. Yes, now!"
Zhu Gesheng gave the order almost roaring, he almost immediately wanted to understand, no matter how defensive, it is better to attack. For more than a day, haven't you been letting the scouts find the other main force? Come and go, it seems like an opportunity tonight. After understanding Zhuge Sheng, he called to the communication staff next to him: "Give me the front finger. I want to find Chairman Zhang."
"Rush!"
While the British were on the ground, firing towards the first line of defense, Colonel Simon, the team leader, seemed to have seen hope. The Indians were always Indians and could not be compared to the excellent soldiers of the Empire. This doesn't take the night offensive, the Chinese simply can't.
"The three battalions were divided into three sections, and they attacked with all their strength!" Simon, who had given the order, had nothing else to do, nor did the telescope. Now, so many Indians died, wasn't it just for this moment?
Wasn't it for the wise Colonel Simon to lead the warlike Empire soldiers to break through the barbarous and stupid and backward Chinese defense?
The Indians couldn't do it. Although the soldiers of the Empire were struggling with the Germans, they were more than enough to deal with the Chinese.
Unfortunately, he didn't want to think about it, he was a regiment and launched a raid by night, and the garrison opposite was just a battalion.
It can be said that for more than one day, both sides have reservations. Even the two wings are interspersed and the circuitous surroundings are useless, because neither side has exerted their best efforts.
Imagine that the Chinese put a camp at the forefront and took turns fighting the Indians. Even if the British sent the entire division for flanking attacks, they would be resisted by a considerable number of Chinese.
In Simon's view, the soldiers of the empire cannot easily be sacrificed. This is also the intention of General Knox to defeat the Chinese opposite to minimize the casualties.
Moreover, the other side had artillery. They even seemed to mark each area. Once more Indians gathered in which area, they would immediately be covered by artillery.
"Brothers, I have bayonet."
The thief who Dai Anlan looked at was killed by a pistol. A British soldier who tried to rush into the trenches ten meters away was killed. At this time, due to the field of vision, the first line of defense could not stop the British.
It must be said that the British are indeed much stronger than the Indians. At least in this low visibility environment, the shooting levels of both sides are almost the same.
Both sides have suppressive firepower, heavy machine guns and mortars are flying towards each other, but the results are very poor. They do n’t know where people are, and it seems that they are all people.
With the roar of Dai Anlan, the second company of the second battalion, who had just come through the traffic ditch support, jumped out of the trenches first. A group of five people, the deputy squad leader and the squad leader each led a team, but only two more pistols.
In this way, a small bayonet battle group was formed, with four bayonets and a pistol, and the battle group rushed to the oncoming British in an orderly manner.
These white-skinned monkeys, who are tall and tall, and even soldiers who are closer, can smell the odor of the body.
"Drink !! Kill!"
Yu Cheng saw a few British soldiers rushing towards him with a bayonet at a distance of 10 meters. He rushed over a few times and took the lead to yell. Several soldiers behind him also yelled "Kill!" "
"Bang bang ..." Yu Cheng raised his hand with just a few shots, and brought down three British soldiers on the spot. The British who rushed forward seemed to hit the wall and bounced and flew. The power of the Southwest Army-style military pistol is so great that it is not under the later Chinese 54-type military pistol. With a distance of a few meters, the British are stronger than pigs and easily toppled. Braking and injury performance is quite outstanding.
Yu Cheng is an experienced veteran. The 19-year-old army has 9 rounds of pistols. When he rushes out, he loads one bullet and replaces the clip with a ninth round, so that he can have ten rounds. Already. You know, only actual veterans will pay attention to these details, and Yu Cheng apparently knows that every additional bullet will have any benefit when fighting bayonet on the battlefield.
He will be able to kill one more enemy, and perhaps save one more subordinate by the way.
"kill!!"
The bayonet team soon encountered a few British people. Although Yu Cheng was trying to shoot the enemy, there were still British people rushing to the soldiers, and stabbing was already inevitable.
Huaxia type rifle, for the first time on the battlefield, collided with the British Lienfield rifle in blood and flesh.
In the early civil group system, bayonet fighting had always been a very strict rule. Every soldier was required to be strictly trained, and it was regarded as an auxiliary training skill as important as the construction of war fortifications.
Zhang Shusheng was well aware of the need for bayonet fighting. Although he will do his best to avoid soldiers carrying bayonet to fight with the enemy, but the war is ruthless, and all kinds of situations will happen. Think about the Chinese anti-Japanese battlefields that were brought down by the Japanese. The soldiers are really dead-eyed, unlike in the TV series. All the Chinese are slaughtered by gods, killing the Japanese is like killing a pig.
In addition, the bayonet fight is very helpful to improve the morale of the army and cultivate the murderous force of the army. An army without murderous force is difficult to defeat the opponent.
Maybe when there are enough aircraft cannons and tanks, the operation will be smooth, just like the Americans swept the end of World War II. However, once the battle is not smooth, or in the case of extremely difficult night battles and wild team encounters, stabbing is the life-saving capital. Stronger than the Americans, and sometimes forced by the Japanese with a bayonet to force them into their scalp, not to mention China, which is still weak.
With a soft bang, Dai Anlan inserted his pistol back into his waist. The enemy and ours were completely close at hand, and the power of the pistol at night was reduced. Picking up a Chinese-style rifle next to him, stepping forward skillfully, stabbing straight towards a British soldier with both hands. The British, who did not undergo strict bayonet training at all, were even inferior to those of the Dian Army and the Gui Army who had only undergone rigorous training in assault. They were too tired to deal with the fighting team, but Dai Anlan picked up a leak.
"The company commander is careful!"
Suddenly, a soldier next to him pushed Dai Anlan violently. An English bayonet was inserted into his left chest instantly. Fortunately, the bayonet was inserted into the flesh. Finally, the oblique angle broke through the skin, which is equivalent to cutting. One shot.
"Fuck! I you, Englishman!" Dai Anlan pulled out his pistol, regardless of the distance, almost against the bodies of these shameful invaders, pulled the trigger, approached the shooting bullet, and even pulled it The British soldier who was too late to retrieve the bayonet struck through.
"Bang ..." A few loud bangs, and several flare rounds were rising from the front. And more and more soldiers are crawling out of the trenches, driving the British back.
More reinforcements on the second line of defense finally arrived and reversed the victory at night at the Southwest Army.
"What? The attack failed and suffered heavy losses? The Chinese fought the bayonet at the last moment and blocked the troops?" Major General Knox was furious and kicked the neatly dressed Colonel Simon in front of him without even an abrasion. "The excellent empire soldiers of a regiment attacked a battalion's position, and it was a raid, it. You didn't win the position, and you lost more than 400 brave empire soldiers. My dear Simon, I I think you are no longer suitable for wearing this noble military uniform. From now on, Major Gasri will temporarily assume your office. "
Originally, a battle was defeated, and the commander did not need to be punished for such a change of battle. However, this time, Commander Knox was full of expected battles and ended in defeat.
The Indians died no matter how many people died. A night battle of the entire regiment killed and injured more than 400 brave Imperial soldiers. Why? why? The Indians died and injured more than 1,500 people in two days. Why did the Empire soldiers die so much in one attack? Almost a third of the regiments fell like this.
Major General Knox commander felt only a halo in his brain. Yeah, when the Indians died, the numbers of casualties that were reported continuously were handled with ease, but hundreds of imperial soldiers were just offensive and retreating, and he couldn't accept it.
In fact, if Major General Knox thinks calmly, he will understand why this incredible situation occurs.
The root cause is that the Indians are too greedy for life and fear of death. When attacking and charging, they do not miss the absolute timing and never climb up to charge. They would rather lie on the ground and touch the chickens to play instead of charging.
But British soldiers are different. The British soldiers, who feel very good about themselves, saw that the offensive Indian soldiers were frustrated, and they had long wanted to show their skills. Because of looking down on the Chinese, a regiment's troops took advantage of the deadly clashes in the night, and by all coincidence, they got the chance to fight the bayonet with the Chinese.
Before the fight, these gentlemen who never fell in the empire still thought that the winning coupons were in their hands. The Chinese were thin, and the monkeys, as well as the Japanese, said that they were sick men of East Asia. They could not fight the bayonet of the British Empire .
result……
The result was so cruel. Under the stabbing of a regiment plus a battalion, the Chinese who occupied the triple advantages of courage, technology and number of people finally gave these courageous Brits a taste.
By the time they retreated, the casualties were already heavy.
Because of the "good war", they suffered heavy casualties, but they were all caused by neglect of the enemy and insufficient training. Besides, it is still a fight between the invaders and the defenders.
When several generals met, they did not dare to touch the brow of this old guy. General Knox, who knew himself as an English enlightened gentleman, was already on the verge of murder.
"Colonel Victor, is your Royal Gurkha regiment ready for battle?" General Knox felt unacceptable to the British casualties. Perhaps this Royal Gurkha regiment will bring himself Come with different hope.
"Yes, General. My Royal Gurkha warriors are ready to fight at any time." Although Victor's face was extremely serious, his heart was already blooming, yeah, a few of the exhibitors this time In this colonel, only himself and the other colonel have not suffered a big loss. And your own troops will defeat the victory.
He is convinced of this, because his troops are not stupid Indians, nor are they underperforming Imperial soldiers, but the Royal Gurkha Regiment that is best at mountain wars, sneak attacks, and field battles.
He will lead them to the breakthrough results of this war. And himself, may be the first major general reserve candidate for promotion after the war.
"Good fight, if only the casualties could be lower."
Zhang Shusheng put down the battle report just sent to the front finger, thought about it, picked up the phone, and called the second division headquarters, "Hey, Zhuge Sheng, I'm Zhang Shusheng! The British's main force defense is too tight, attacking Britain at night I do n’t approve of people ’s plans.

"What? Madam, this, this ..." Zhu Gesheng said with great depression, but he did not dare to refute directly. If you think about it, it's about the battlefield. He is still going to recommend it: "Chairman, the British are too arrogant. We cannot be beaten passively. We must try to take the initiative ..."
"It's not for you not to fight." Zhang Shusheng nodded secretly. Although this Zhuge Sheng obeyed himself, he was not confused. He added: "The special unit has found the British supply base, which is in Burma on the China-Myanmar border. In the village, I will give you a regiment's combat authority. Tonight, I will let you second division, the first one to go abroad. "
"Hahaha ... Okay, okay, great. Madam, promise to complete the task!" Zhu Gesheng was overjoyed at EbookFREE.me ~ Where can I find such good things? The ancients had a saying: The soldiers and horses are not moving, the grain and grass are the first, and I burned your British food supply. It would be better if there was ammunition for combat. At that time, let you poke the grass roots, eat the bark, and use a rifle as a blow gun go with.
Zhang Shusheng thought for a while, and reminded him: "The battlefield is changing rapidly, and Zhuge, you need to be in command. You will continue to support the troops for another two days. Moreover, the other party has even dispatched the British division, and I think that the next step is It ’s the Royal Gurkha Regiment, and I will send a special unit to assist you in combat. "
The Southwest Army is not invincible, at least not now, so Zhang Shusheng almost analyzed the strength of the British with a finger, especially this very unobtrusive, especially in China, this Royal Gurkha regiment may Few people knew at all, but Zhang Shusheng knew that this was a tiger.
What he has to do is to send a group of hunters to destroy these Gurkhas, who can be called quasi-special forces, in the cradle.
In fact, in order to maintain absolute secrecy, Zhang Shusheng didn't say another thing: if you insist on it for a few days, the large circuitous troops will be interspersed in place from the Myanmar border. On this battlefield without British planes, Zhang Shusheng had absolute certainty that this grand circuitous battle plan would present a surprise gift to the entire Sunburst Empire. (!)