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Chapter 46 Bloody Battle Gurkha Battalion

"This is really a life..." Zhou Changfeng, who was full of disbelief, suddenly thought of a question after a few seconds of rejoicing.

Grass!How can I return this thing?How many fragments to send back?That girl won't rely on herself, will she?
But now he has no time to think about it anymore, because the explosion of shelling outside suddenly subsided, and this means that the British and Indian troops are about to launch an attack.

"Enemy chariots are approaching! Three! The accompanying infantry is about a hundred!" shouted the soldier with a lookout.

The Gurkha Battalion, which has not been engaged in combat, has finally joined the battle. The three platoons of Company A, one A9 cruiser tank and two flame-breathing Carden-Lloyds are advancing towards the post office.

The Commonwealth Army has always paid little attention to small flamethrowers carried by individual soldiers. They prefer large flamethrowers on vehicles. For example, the "Wasp" is a Bren machine gun carrier equipped with a flamethrower, and the "Crocodile" is an additional Churchill tank with flamethrower.

As for the Gurkha soldiers, their appearance and characteristics are so distinctive that they can be distinguished at a glance-they wear wide-brimmed round hats on their heads, leather shoes and leggings, gray shirts, trousers and equipment. It is khaki and has a badge with "3G" on its shoulder.

[40. Gurkha soldiers in the [-]s]

"3G" is the abbreviation of 3rd gorkha, which means the third Gurkha regiment (battalion).

What made the soldiers of the Ming army most curious was that many of these guys also carried a short knife, a machete shaped like a dog's leg?

"Hehe, this is a dog jumping over the wall in a hurry, and they are desperate, but as long as they survive this wave...they should turn to defense." Zhou Changfeng immediately ordered to prepare for the battle.

The mortar bombardment extends along the street to block the enemy's follow-up; the second and third platoons of the third team block from the front and the left wing respectively to achieve diversion; fire smoke bombs to cover the battlefield and cover the death squads to attack the enemy tanks!
When the anti-war guns and anti-aircraft machine guns are all damaged, it is really helpless to organize death squads to conduct close-in blasting.

Knowing that a death squad was going to be organized to blast the incoming tanks, dozens of people raised their hands in a flash, which surprised Zhou Changfeng, and in the end only twelve soldiers and two non-commissioned officers were selected.

He originally wanted to ask, "It's not allowed to be an only child", but subconsciously told him that in this day and age, how can an only child join the army?What's more, the Ministry of War does not advocate the only child enlisting in the army.

More than a dozen people put down their guns at the same time, then lowered their heads and reached out to pick up the identification tags hanging on the belts around their waists, breaking them in half.

Unlike Western armies that usually hang "dog tags" around their necks, the Ming army stipulated that they should be hung on their waist belts. On the one hand, this is the custom of hanging waist tags since ancient times; It is easier to be shredded by artillery fire, and the torso can reduce the loss of identity cards caused by broken limbs and arms.

A row of holes are punched in the middle of the rounded rectangular aluminum ID card, which is divided into left and right halves, and each half has the same information.On the battlefield, the identity cards of dead soldiers can be repeatedly folded and broken, half of which are left on the corpses, and half are taken away for summary statistics.

Since they all joined the Death Squad, they naturally didn't plan to come back alive.

The small bag that Sun Cheng handed over to Zhou Changfeng before his death last night contained the identity cards of the soldiers who participated in the Death Squad, and now there are fourteen more in it.

After these days of battles and increasingly clear memory, Zhou Changfeng has a comprehensive understanding of the soldiers of the Ming Army in this era. In his opinion, these guys are really a pity and cute——

It's a pity that they have no spiritual beliefs except a little nationalism, and their morals are average; the lovely thing is that they are tenacious and brave, and they perform their military duties without complaint.

The dozens of soldiers and non-commissioned officers who participated in the Death Squad are obviously the representatives or microcosms of the soldiers of the Ming Army today.

Someone was carrying a blasting tube, someone was holding a string of grenades tied together, with expressionless faces; the two non-commissioned officers assigned the following tasks in a very flat tone: divide into two groups, don't be reckless, one group attracts attention, and the other The group raids from the side.

To risk your life, what you want is the aura of being the first to win, shocking the enemy's guts, dampening the enemy's spirit, and breaking the enemy's courage.

After just a few tens of seconds, the battle started immediately.

In the sound of "da da da" gunshots, the dense bullets fired from all directions knocked down several enemy soldiers at once, and the falling mortar shells forced them to disperse and lie down.

After four rounds of bombardment, the few remaining mortars adjusted their positions and began bombarding the streets behind to prevent the enemy's follow-up reinforcements. At the same time, several rifle grenade smoke bombs also fell in the middle of the enemy unit.

"Huh—" The raging flames gushed out from the nozzle of the flamethrower on the right side of the Carden-Lloyd and poured into the ruins of a nearby house.

Immediately, several soldiers of the Ming army who were covered in fire staggered out and were knocked down by the bullets.

In this era when there are no antibiotics, everyone knows that the mortality rate of extensive burns is so high that it can be directly sentenced to death, so the soldiers have long warned each other, if you are burned by this thing, please shoot yourself to death , so that you can suffer less.

However, although he promised happily, but when it happened, no one was willing to shoot his comrades.

In the pattering rain, the fierce battle continued, and the two sides shot at each other desperately on the street, throwing grenades at each other.

The smoke gradually filled, and more than a dozen death squads rushed out quickly, and then split into two.

Several people approaching from the front jumped forward alternately, moving forward fearlessly against the hail of bullets, but were soon shot down by the Gurkha soldiers next to them.

Taking advantage of the enemy's attention being attracted, another group of death squads quietly approached from the side, and then rushed up suddenly.

By the time the British and Indian troops reacted, it was too late. Two death squads held submachine guns and kept firing to suppress them, while the others threw the "Zi La" blasting tube with sparks into the Carden-Roy Germany's chassis.

"Boom—boom—"

The power of two ten-pound blasting tubes is not insignificant. An ultra-light tank weighing only one and a half tons and with the thickest part of the armor no more than 9mm was directly blown over under the violent explosion. The gasoline leaking from the flamethrower fuel tank sprayed the The five or six Gurkha soldiers turned into burning men rolling all over the ground, howling heart-piercingly.

Another Carden-Lloyd was thrown by two simple incendiary bottles in a row, the whole car became a burning torch, and the sparse raindrops falling in the air seemed to be swallowed by the raging flames at once.

Zhou Changfeng, who paid close attention to the battle situation all the time, found that the enemy army had been isolated, and the falling mortar shells effectively blocked the enemy's reinforcements trying to reinforce them. Are the nearly [-] Gurkha soldiers now trapped?
It is better to cut off one finger than to hurt the enemy's ten fingers!
"Come on!" He ordered decisively, and blew the military whistle, "Beep——"

One long sound, meaning "to launch an attack".The sound of the military whistle of the Ming army was very sharp, and it sounded particularly stern, and it was like the neighing of death in the ears of the enemy.

A few seconds later, the soldiers in the first and second platoons jumped out one by one from their respective bunkers or hiding places without hesitation, and rushed straight to the street regardless of the cruiser tank that was still firing. Nearly eighty enemy troops remained.

"kill!!!"

In an instant, countless Chinese soldiers rushed up from all directions!

A British second lieutenant who was greatly shocked took up the flare gun in a panic and fired a white flare into the sky, and was immediately blown to the ground by the grenade falling at his feet.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides engaged in hand-to-hand combat, and the narrow street immediately fell into chaos, and the shouts of killing shook the sky!Blood burst out!

(End of this chapter)