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spn "Here, company commander, you eat more."

Yu Cheng walked up to Dai Anlan, whose face was darkened by gunpowder smoke. He grabbed some of the braised pork in the iron lunch box with his chopsticks and gave it to him. The company commander was very tired. He hadn't slept for two days and two nights.

The first line of defense, then the second line of defense, went back and forth several times.

"Don't give it to me, you were still complaining that you were hungry just now. Now that the British have calmed down, you should seize the time to eat more." The Mengmao Blockade has entered its third day. From the time the British arrived in Mengmao Town

It started in the afternoon of that day, and the next day continued to be a full day of attacks.

An Indian division or an Indian brigade detached a battalion or a regiment time and time again and launched no less than ten attacks on the frontal defense line of more than one kilometer.

At first, some battalion commanders of the Second Division of the Southwestern Army's Garrison thought that the British were just toying with people. As a result, they were poorly prepared. When both sides had no artillery and only heavy weapons such as mortars and heavy machine guns participated, a battalion defended the enemy.

The first line of defense was almost overwhelmed by a regiment of Indians.[

If Zhuge Sheng hadn't urgently ordered the Second Battalion of the Second Regiment where Dai Anlan was to go up to put out the fire, the first line of defense would have been lost. Of course, the battalion commander, who was careless and underestimated the enemy and was ineffective in fighting before the battle, had been withdrawn on the spot and only waited for the battle to end.

The senior management of the Southwest Army will be reported for punishment, and he may even be sent to a military court for subjective incompetence in combat. Whether he is guilty or not will be decided by the military court.

At this time, the grassroots commanders of the Southwest Army completely put away their thoughts of looking down upon the Indians. These Indians were timid and afraid of death, and their combat skills were not as good as those of the second division. But this division and this brigade

Indians are quite clever.

The British ordered an attack, and they did not dare to disobey the order, but how to attack, these Indians are simply ghosts. They charged from a distance, hunched over before entering the rifle range, looking for any possible bunkers.

, or hide in the pit created by the cannon.

First hide far away, shoot the Lee-Enfield rifle into the air, and then slowly crawl forward. However, once these clever Indians find a flaw in the defense line, they will rush in swarm

Go up.

Dai Anlan finished the last two mouthfuls of rice and destroyed a piece of oily braised pork. Then he picked up the peeled white radish and ate it like the soldiers. "Yu Cheng, when it comes to eating chili to refresh yourself, you can do it."

I'll keep an eye on it. It will get dark soon. If the Indians come again, I must hold on."

What makes Dai Anlan more distressed is that after almost two days of fighting, the British troops have never appeared. Indians have been jumping up and down in front of the position. These people are wearing strange clothes and have a hat on their head. They should be dressed in military uniforms.

She put a short skirt on her body, which made many soldiers of the Southwest Army look addicted to it.

There is a very funny thing. A sharpshooter confidently pulled the trigger and shot 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 open on the spot, in disbelief. Is it true that all Indians are anointed with divine oil as the officers said? However, the upper part should not be hard after being anointed with divine oil.

The sharpshooter's words made 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 in the hat, and at most he was only scratched on the scalp. So, the sharpshooters opened fire again.

When shooting, they would unconsciously lower the muzzle of the gun slightly. The result was that when the Indians attacked, they wanted to put their heads in their crotches. The companions around him who were shot in the head from time to time had already frightened him terribly.

After two days of fighting, each side came to many conclusions about the other.

"Did the Chinese on the opposite side take the legendary Dali Pill?" General Knox stood in the observation bunker. Thinking of the story his uncle told him back then, he couldn't help but be slightly lost in thought. His thoughts seemed to drift to the battlefield opposite. What if this was the place?

It was not a battlefield on the front line. He really wanted to run over and take a look, pull those Chinese people next to him, and take off their clothes one by one to see what changes had happened to them.

In the past two days of fighting, Knox's initial contempt for the attackers who blocked him slowly turned into abuse and slander, then into contemplation, and then into doubt.

Why did the Japanese, the sick man of East Asia, become so brave and good at fighting? Why can such a backward country, recognized by the world as a country that cannot even be self-sufficient in nails and matches, have such an armed force?

Not to mention trench excavation and position structure. You can learn it as long as you put some effort into it. Although there may not necessarily be Germans on the opposite side, there must be Chinese who have returned from studying abroad, just like Zhang Shusheng's former warlords.

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But look at what has happened to the damn Indians in the past two days!!

The large-caliber heavy field artillery not only knocked down the attacking Indians one by one, but also took away two of its own mountain artillery regiments. Artillery of this caliber, even if it breaks through the international arms embargo and enters China,

They can't escape the sight of the empire's outstanding agents. No matter where they enter the southwest, they are huge monsters and cannot do anything.

However, there are not only them, there are so many more. The artillery regiment commander told him that the Chinese have at least thirty 120mm field heavy artillery.

There are also heavy machine guns densely arranged in bunkers, all of which are Maxim heavy machine guns. On a front line more than one kilometer long, I can't even count how many heavy machine guns the other side has deployed. Doesn't this cost money?

As far as I know, and according to the reports of those excellent British agents, aren't the number of heavy machine guns in their most elite troops in the north and south still pitiful? Why is a local warlord so much stronger than them?

Next comes the mortar. Knox knew very well that the most glorious period of the mortar should be in the trench positions of World War I. The mortars that fired in curves had a very good chance of shooting at large angles and even

Falling vertically into the trench, setting off a storm of death. But why do the Chinese pay so much attention to the configuration of mortars? Their mortar density is even higher than that of their own Fourth Division.[

Of course, there are also the damn old German Mauser, but just looking at the range, it is obviously much better than those damn brutal German old Mauser. Could it be that the Germans put their

The improved version of the Mauser rifle was also sold to China? Has the arms embargo become a dead letter?

None of this shocked Knox the most.

He believed that as long as that damn Zhang Shusheng collected enough oceans or gold, he could get these weapons, and even the damn cannons, and someone would smuggle them to him, even if the smuggler was a greedy person from the civilized world.

But why are the opposing soldiers’ combat skills so much better than those of Indians?

It shouldn’t! Absolutely shouldn’t!!

These Indians have received training from the empire for more than two years. From battlefield shooting to heavy machine gun strafing, to battlefield evasive maneuvers, throwing grenades, etc., they are better than the Indians. At least quite a few of them are better than the Indians.

This is true for some people. And the most damning thing is that the Chinese also have soldiers with higher shooting skills, very much like those damn sharpshooters on the battlefield of World War I a few years ago.

"Ten years, the Chinese have spent at least ten years training these damn troops. The opposite side must be their main force." Knox punched the table with a fist, which scared the hearts of several generals and colonels next to him.

.Since entering China, the Sun Never Sets Empire has almost never received any specific reports from the Japanese about the Southwest Army. They are all unknown.

"My Lieutenant Colonel Simon, I order you to lead your regiment to launch an unprecedented attack on the Chinese positions in the evening. The remaining artillery units will also support you. Other units will be ready to follow up. Once the Chinese

The first line of defense has collapsed, and we must work together to defeat this abominable Chinese team on the opposite side."

"yes!!"

"call out……"

At nightfall, less than half an hour after the Indians had retreated, the British mountain artillery, which had disappeared for a long time, finally launched a fierce bombardment on the first line of defense of the Southwest Army again. The remaining 21 mountain artillery seemed to be attacking these few troops in one go.

All the arrogance I suffered from was vented.

The sound of artillery did not even stop, and the British took advantage of the darkness to launch an attack.

"Quick, quick, get them all back."

The commander of the second battalion of the third regiment, who was about to retreat, shouted loudly, "After two days of fighting, the soldiers are no longer Chu Ge. On the battlefield, they have seen everything in these two days. There are casualties and individual injuries."

There were also deserters, but 99 soldiers had a stronger will to fight.

At this time, it was inconvenient for both the attacker and the defender. The sight range was too small. The battalion that had just prepared to withdraw did not have time to replenish the bombs and grenades, so they rushed back to the sandbags, enduring exhaustion.

and hunger, holding on to the defense line.

But when they tried to shoot forward, they found that the original twilight seemed to be thicker now. More than a hundred meters away, it was all numb and blind, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Bang bang bang...ta da da...boom..."

The British mountain artillery began to fly towards the first line of defense of the Southwest Army again. This line of defense, which was more than one kilometer long and nearly a hundred meters wide, had been transformed into a shapeless shape by the bright flames of war.

The soldiers of the Second Battalion of the Southwest Army finally discovered something was wrong. This time, the troops did not seem to be Indians, and casualties occurred quickly. This showed that the British were on the scene, and they had already arrived in the dark.

We were close to the defense line. The British commander was indeed no fool. He actually took advantage of the Chinese rotation and suddenly launched a main group attack less than half an hour after the initial attack.

"What? The British are coming! Can't you see clearly? Damn it, let Xu Ermazi carry out artillery fire suppression for me immediately. By the way, provide lighting. The front of the position is two hundred meters, so I can fire more."

Zhuge Sheng was not a military blind man, but had dabbled in ancient and modern times, both China and the West. He knew something was wrong as soon as he heard the report. He made a prompt decision and issued a battle order. "Order the first battalion and second battalion of the third regiment to press forward immediately for me. The first regiment

If the first line of defense is gone, I will shoot them."

At nightfall, a line of defense was broken through, and Zhuge Sheng knew the consequences very well. If the opponent only had one division of troops, it would be a night battle at best to take advantage of the darkness. However, the opponent had close to three divisions of troops, even if it was rough in the past two days.

According to statistics, more than 1,500 Indian troops were killed and injured, but the total number of people on both sides is still very different.[

No matter how well-trained the Southwest Army is, and no matter how skilled the commanding officers are by the actual combat officers who graduated from the Huaxia Military Academy, the numbers of the two sides fighting together will inevitably determine the final fate.

"No! Come here, order the second regiment to launch a counterattack immediately. Yes, now!!"

Zhuge Sheng almost roared and issued the order. He figured out almost instantly that no matter how hard he defended, it was better to attack. He had been asking the scouts to look for the opponent's main force for a long time, hadn't he? Come but not go, look.

Coming here tonight is an opportunity. Zhuge Sheng, who understood, called to the communications staff officer next to him: "Give me the front finger, I want to find Chairman Zhang."

"Go ahead!!"

When the British were on the ground, shooting at the first line of defense, Lieutenant Colonel Simon, who was leading the team, seemed to have seen hope. Indians are always Indians and cannot be compared with the outstanding soldiers of the empire. This is not

Taking advantage of the darkness to attack, the Chinese were actually in trouble.

"The three battalions are divided into three sections and attack with all strength!" Simon, who gave the order, had nothing else to do and his telescope was useless. He could only hope that his troops could take advantage of the darkness to break through the Chinese defense line.

The stalemate has lasted for more than a day, and so many Indians have died. Isn't it just for this moment?

Isn't it just for the wise Lieutenant Colonel Simon to lead the skilled imperial soldiers to break through the defense lines of the barbaric, stupid and backward Chinese?

The Indians are not good at it. Although the imperial soldiers have a hard time facing the Germans, they are more than enough to deal with the Chinese.

It's a pity that he didn't want to think about it. His regiment launched a surprise attack at night, and the defenders on the opposite side were just a battalion fighting in turns.

It can be said that for more than a day, both sides had reservations. They didn't even use the two wings to penetrate or encircle them in a roundabout way, just because neither side used their full strength.

Imagine that the Chinese put a battalion at the front and fought against the Indians in turns. Even if the British sent an entire division to carry out a flank attack, they would be resisted by a considerable number of Chinese.

In Simon's view, the soldiers of the Empire cannot be sacrificed easily. This is also General Knox's original intention to defeat the Chinese on the opposite side with minimal casualties.

Moreover, the opponent also has damn cannons. They even seem to have marked every area. Once more Indians gather in any area, they will immediately be covered by artillery fire.
To be continued...