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Chapter 47 Let's see who is more fierce

The Gurkhas have lived in the southern foothills of the Himalayas for generations. They are natural hunters. At the beginning of the nineteenth century, soldiers of the British East India Company believed that the Gurkhas were very difficult opponents. Fight in complex terrain.Therefore, the East India Company specifically asked Nepal to allow the employment of Gurkhas to join the army.

Since then, the Gurkhas joined the British East India Company as mercenaries, and gradually became full members of the British Army.

For more than a century, they fought all over the world under the flag of Mi Zi, and their bravery and skill in battle made their name shine in the history of modern warfare; and their commonly used Nepalese machete, shaped like a dog leg, became a Gurkha soldier. symbols of.

At this moment, the officers and soldiers of the first battalion faced these mountain warriors who are famous for their bravery and fearlessness.

To Zhou Changfeng's amazement, those Gurkha soldiers with Asian faces were indeed very brave. They greeted them without fear, fighting with bayonets or wielding the distinctive dog-leg scimitar.

Dozens of officers and soldiers who fought with him seemed overwhelmed?
Yo huh?These Gurkhas are really worthy of the praise of the British for their bravery and fearlessness!
Zhou Changfeng's unyielding temper suddenly came up, and his strong fighting spirit instantly broke through the precept of "officers should not act impulsively", as if the flames of war were ignited in his heart.

His eyes were stern, and he turned his head and roared loudly: "Fuck! The British use these guys as their trump cards. Fuck their trump cards. I'm going to beat him into a bastard today! Blow the horn! Everyone, come with me!"

Xie Wancheng with a dignified expression grabbed Zhou Changfeng and seriously dissuaded him, "No risk!"

"The big troops are coming soon, it doesn't matter if you die." The latter replied indifferently, then broke free, picked up a Type [-] automatic gun, and pulled out a long gun from the scabbard of a soldier's corpse. Sword-shaped bayonet.

Two soldiers from the communication platoon went to the window and took out a small suona.

"Di—" The extremely sharp and high-pitched suona cut through the air like a sharp sword, as if it was about to be pierced in the heart, which made people's hearts tremble.

To be honest, when the extremely penetrating suona sounded, Zhou Changfeng suddenly had a strange feeling, that is, the enemy in front of him was about to ascend to heaven, and his side was going to the funeral?
"Di! Di! Di! Di! Di——" four short and one long, repeating the cycle, this is the standard attack horn sound.

"Look how tough these guys are! Go!" Zhou Changfeng was the first to rush out with a gun in his hand.

"Wansheng!" Dozens of officers and soldiers of different identities rushed out, and the communications platoon, mortar platoon, and medical squad all shouted loudly and followed closely behind him.

The officers and soldiers of the two platoons that had begun to decline were cheered up again, and soon a torrent of figures rushed into the battlefield full of corpses and wreckage!

The blood-dripping bayonet stabs constantly, the sharp engineer shovel, the sharp pickaxe, the hard butt, all available gadgets have become weapons to kill the enemy!

In an instant, the blood of both the enemy and the enemy splashed out, and the screams and roars filled the entire battlefield, even overshadowing the rumbling shell explosion not far away.

Zhou Changfeng, who was holding an automatic gun, knocked down two Gurkha soldiers with two long bursts in one encounter. Suddenly, another person who came out obliquely in front rushed over with an Enfield rifle, and the shining bayonet was extremely scary.

Zhou Changfeng immediately raised the gun and swung it upwards, pushed aside the long P1907 bayonet, and then retracted the gun... A simple and crisp "trick and stab" directly pierced the heart of the enemy in front of him!

Warm blood flowed out from the blood grooves on both sides of the bayonet. When the bayonet was pulled out, a large stream of blood spurted out and sprayed him all over the face.

But before he raised his hand to wipe his face, a Gurkha soldier next to him turned around and fell on him after cutting down a Ming soldier.

Zhou Changfeng's eyes were blood-soaked and scarlet, extremely creepy.When the enemy soldier swung the machete, he kicked the guy on the shin of the calf, causing him to stagger forward in pain.

And Zhou Changfeng quickly pulled out his pistol and shot him three times in a row "bang bang bang" in the head, and the red and white things splashed on his mouth.

Struggling to get up from the ground, he looked like a demon who had just crawled out of hell—the entire upper body was red, and his face and chest were dotted with wisps of white paste!
Zhou Changfeng, who picked up the automatic gun again, immediately found his target. A few steps away, there was a British lieutenant holding a Webley VI revolver, yelling and giving orders.

As if a hunter had found his prey, Zhou Changfeng rushed over, shooting and stabbing at the same time. The lieutenant who had just reacted was shot three times before he could pull the trigger, and was immediately pierced through the abdomen by another stabbing.

Amidst the shrill suona sound, the officers and soldiers who had completely forgotten about life and death were almost fighting for their lives. A Ming soldier and a Gurkha soldier wrestled on the ground. The latter barely pulled out the dagger beside his leg, He stabbed into the waist of the private soldier of the Ming army who was pressing on him, but he found that this opponent actually showed a strange smile?
Feeling that life was passing by quickly, the private soldier stretched out his hand in front of the Gurkha soldier, with the pull ring of the Mills grenade hanging on his index finger?
"Boom!" The two were blasted to bloody blood in an instant, and became new members among the hundreds of corpses that fell to the ground.

After a medical soldier knocked down the enemy soldiers rushing in front of him with a pistol, he saw from the corner of his eye that a soldier who was trying to blast the tank was hit in the head by a bullet, and the blasting tube in his hand rolled to the ground.

He immediately ran over to pick up the blasting tube, then recklessly turned over and climbed onto the tank's turret, and directly opened the top hatch!
The British gunner in the car was manipulating the turret to rotate and shoot, but found that the inside of the car was suddenly bright?

As soon as he looked up, a blasting tube hit his mouth, breaking two teeth, and the hatch was closed.

After the muffled scream, a loud noise came from the inside of the A9 cruiser tank, flames gushed out, and the turret was blown off!
The ferocity of the Ming army broke the defenses of the Gurkha soldiers—those ferocious Chinese seemed to be transformed into demons at this moment!

The collapse was in an instant, and some people were scared out of their wits.Immediately, one by one Gurkha soldiers began to stagger and flee, trying to get out of this hell.

They rushed to the way blocked by the artillery fire in desperation, and would rather risk being killed than fight here.

"Kill them all!!!" The red-eyed officers and soldiers were chasing and killing the fleeing enemy soldiers with bayonet-mounted rifles.

win?

The exhausted Zhou Changfeng sat down, but before he had time to catch his breath, he saw a situation that made him cardiopulmonary arrest——

A few meters away, the blasting tube held by a dead soldier leaned over another burning corpse, and the frictional ignition fuse at the end of the blasting tube was ignited by it, and sparks were "sizzling".

He hurriedly turned around, almost scrambling and trying to get away, but he was pushed to the ground by the shock wave of the explosion after only running about a dozen meters, and his consciousness quickly dissipated.

"Battalion Commander!!!" Xiao Li exclaimed sharply.

The eyes are getting darker, and the hustle and bustle around is no longer there...

In the boundless dark sea of ​​consciousness, Zhou Changfeng, who was in a daze, seemed to see a slim figure walking towards him.

After getting closer, he realized that this figure was Xia Xiaoshi, whom he had met twice?

She beckoned and saluted, "Hey! Sir, should you return the amulet to me?"

Zhou Changfeng was a little embarrassed, "Sorry, that...broken."

"Ah?" Xia Xiaoshi was surprised and disappointed at first, "How did it break?"

"Smashed by fragments, saved my life."

"Oh...it seems that the amulet is really useful, but I don't have it, what should I do in the future..."

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[In the previous chapter, the images of Gurkha soldiers have been updated. 】

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