The thief of the fortress dominates the world

Chapter 585 The Brave British Battalion Commander

The British dispatched this time a 500-man reconnaissance battalion.

Under this reconnaissance battalion, there are three reconnaissance companies and a reconnaissance unit directly under the battalion headquarters.

They traveled separately during the search mission, and the camps were naturally not together.

In the dense forest, the gunshots are absorbed by trees and bushes, so the gunshots are very weak at a little further distance.

Therefore, although the battle here was fierce, the British did not finally determine the position of the battle until the end of the battle.

The first to arrive was the reconnaissance unit directly under the British battalion headquarters and a reconnaissance company, with a total strength of nearly 200 people.

Another company is coming here.

The British thought they just encountered a small reconnaissance unit of the Wehrmacht, thinking that even if a company of their own could not destroy the opponent, how could they resist for a while.

But I didn't expect to see the corpses of my own people all over the ground when I arrived at the battle site. The battalion commander who led the team was shocked, and when he was about to order a search and guard, gunshots rang out from the opposite side.

In one face-to-face meeting, more than a dozen British were knocked down, and the rest hurriedly found cover and began to fight back.

"Heizi, give me an order to let the first team and the second team continue to outflank the British. In addition, send a signal to the friendly troops to come over and make dumplings." Liang Song fired a sniper rifle and shouted after killing a British soldier. road.

"Yes, Captain!" Heizi held the gun, crouched down and ran to deliver the order.

The two sides fought cracklingly, and the gunfire sounded very dense.

In fact, except for the loss of some British people at the beginning, the casualties of both sides in the ensuing battle were not too big.

After all, there are too many factors affecting the shooting effect in the battle in the dense forest, and there are many bunkers, so looking at the lively fight, the hit rate of both sides is actually not high.

Liang Song looked for the target with a sniper rifle in a slow manner. As long as the British soldiers he targeted, basically none of them would be spared.

The British now have no concept of sniper operations, so many people don't know how to protect themselves.

Moreover, they hid behind tree trunks, and they had to show their heads if they wanted to shoot, which gave Liang Song an opportunity.

It wasn't until more than a dozen people were killed that the British realized that someone on the enemy's side was sniping, and slowly learned to behave, trying not to show their heads when shooting.

The three squads led by Liang Song were also very active in the frontal shooting to attract the attention of the British.

The second team and the third team were very proficient in this outflanking routine. After quietly rounding to the sides of the British, they did not shoot directly, but took out a long-handled grenade from their backpacks and directly smashed at them.

boom boom boom...

After a burst of muffled sound, the British gunshots suddenly became much sparser.

"Retreat! The enemy's firepower is too strong!"

The British battalion commander Hunt, who was dizzy from being bombed by a grenade, hurriedly shouted to retreat, leading the team to retreat.

Seeing that the British were about to run away, Liang Song immediately commanded the troops to chase after them.

After chasing for half an hour, finally the last British company caught up, and the British stopped retreating and began to hold their ground.

Although in Liang Song's eyes, the fighting power of the British guy is no more than that.But after all, the opponent has the advantage in strength, and apart from mortars and grenades, the gap between the two sides is not that big.

So when the British began to sink their hearts and stick to it, the two sides formed a temporary confrontation for a while.

The British were frightened and stunned by the beating. They couldn't figure out how many enemies were around them.

Liang Song was so bold that he didn't realize what it meant to be surrounded by more than 200 people with 300 people.

In his eyes, the number of people has never been the key to determining the situation on the battlefield.

"What the hell, what the hell is going on, our operation is top secret, why did we encounter so many enemies here."

"I estimate that there are at least 600 enemies in front of us, otherwise there would be no such intensive firepower. It seems that the third company has all gone to God, and we are now surrounded. If there is no reinforcements, we will not be able to break through. "

"This must be the damn guy who leaked the secret, it must be the damn Zheng Zhilong's people, otherwise we would never meet the enemy here. I want to curse the guy who leaked the secret. If I go back, I will twist it myself Get his head off."

Several British military officers got together and began to discuss measures, but they all complained when they opened their mouths.

Battalion Commander Hunter silently listened to the complaints and curses of his subordinates, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he was very disturbed.

In this bad weather, and in this bad dense forest, and having encountered such a bad battle, his mood is simply terrible.

However, as the battalion commander, the supreme commander here, he has no right to complain and complain. He is thinking quickly about how to deal with the situation in front of him.

Of course, what I want to think about now is how to bring the troops back, instead of continuing to complete the damn mission.

This Mr. Hunt is actually not an excellent commander. To a large extent, he was able to become the commander of this unit because of his noble background.

His grandfather was a nobleman in the British Empire, so he got the opportunity to enter the army.

He is a mediocre person, so he has all the characteristics of a mediocre person, such as flustered and dazed.

Amidst the complaints and noises of several officers under him, his thoughts became a mess, and various thoughts kept arising and being vetoed by himself.

"Damn it, shut up all of you, isn't it time to think about how to survive?" Poor Mr. Hunter finally couldn't help it, and roared at several subordinates.

Several officers glanced at their mediocre talents in surprise, but at this time the commander who was furious like a lion, all shut their mouths knowingly.

Hunter clutched his forehead and looked at them weakly.

Finally, a company commander spoke up: "Mr. Battalion Commander, I think if we can't break through, there is only one choice left."

Everyone looked at the company commander. Although he didn't say it, everyone understood what he meant.

Either fight to the end, or break out.

Of course, there is a third way, and that is to surrender to the enemy.

The others didn't speak, but they all looked at Hunter, and the meaning was already obvious.

However, this mediocre battalion commander showed his bravery at this time. He thought for a while, shook his head firmly and said, "No! We can't just surrender like this."

The others looked at him in surprise, as if they didn't know how this mediocre and timid battalion commander suddenly became so brave and stubborn.

The British have no tradition of fighting to the end. For them, they can surrender when the battlefield situation is in an unfavorable state.

This is even written in their infantry drill code.

Facing the surprised eyes of his subordinates, Hunter shrugged and said: "Don't look at me like that, what I mean is that we should at least prepare a white flag, and then send someone to contact our enemy, first talk about our surrender The conditions and the treatment available to us, gentlemen, shouldn't this be the case?"

(End of this chapter)