The Gurkhas have lived in the southern foothills of the Himalayas for generations and are natural hunters. At the beginning of the 19th century, soldiers of the British East India Company considered the Gurkhas to be very tough opponents - they were not afraid of death, were calm, and were extremely good at hunting. Fight in complex terrain. Therefore, the East India Company specifically requested permission from Nepal to hire Gorkhas into the army.
Since then, the Gurkhas have joined the British East India Company as mercenaries and have gradually become full members of the British Army.
For more than a century, they fought all over the world under the Mi flag, and their bravery and proficiency in fighting made their names shine in modern war history; and the Nepalese scimitars they commonly used, shaped like dog legs, became Gurkha soldiers. symbols of.
At this moment, the officers and soldiers of the first battalion faced off head-on against these mountain warriors who were famous for their bravery and fearlessness.
What surprised Zhou Changfeng was that the Gurkha soldiers with Asian faces were indeed very brave. They faced them without fear, wielding their bayonets or waving their distinctive dog-legged scimitars.
The dozens of officers and soldiers fighting with him seemed to be unable to resist?
Yo ho? These Gurkhas are really brave and fearless worthy of the praise of the British!
Zhou Changfeng's unyielding temper suddenly rose up, and his strong fighting spirit instantly broke through the commandment that "officers should not act impulsively", as if the fire of war was ignited in his heart.
His eyes were stern, he looked back and shouted loudly: "Fuck! The British regard these guys as their trump cards, damn their trump cards, I'm going to beat them into a bastard today! Play the trumpet! Everyone, come with me!"
Xie Wancheng, who looked solemn, grabbed Zhou Changfeng and seriously dissuaded him: "You can't take risks!"
"The big army is coming soon. It doesn't matter if you die." The latter replied nonchalantly, then broke away directly, picked up a Type 20 automatic gun, and pulled out a long sword from the scabbard of a soldier's corpse. Sword-shaped bayonet.
Two soldiers from the communications platoon walked to the window and took out a small suona.
"Beep——" The sharp and high-pitched sound of the suona cut through the air like a sharp sword, as if it was about to pierce the heart, making people's hearts tremble.
To be honest, when the penetrating suona sound sounded, Zhou Changfeng suddenly had a strange feeling, that is, the enemy in front of him was about to ascend to heaven, and his own side was going to the funeral?
"Di! Di! Di! Di! Di! Di -" four short and one long, repeating the cycle, this is the standard attack trumpet sound.
"Look at how hard these guys' bones are! Charge!" Zhou Changfeng was the first to charge out with a gun.
"Wan Sheng!" Dozens of officers and soldiers with different identities rushed out. Members of the communications platoon, mortar platoon, and medical unit all shouted loudly and followed closely behind him.
The officers and soldiers of the two platoons who were beginning to show signs of decline became excited again at this moment, and soon figures rushed into the battlefield littered with corpses and wreckage like a torrent!
Bayonets dripping with blood kept stabbing, sharp engineer shovels, sharp pickaxes, hard gun butts, all available gadgets became weapons to kill the enemy!
In an instant, blood sputtered out from both the enemy and ourselves, and screams and roars filled the entire battlefield, even overshadowing the rumbling explosions of artillery shells not far away.
Zhou Changfeng, who was holding an automatic gun, knocked down two Gurkha soldiers with two long bursts in one glance. Suddenly, another man jumped out diagonally in front and rushed over with an Enfield rifle. The bright bayonet was extremely scary.
Zhou Changfeng immediately raised his gun and swung it upward, deflecting the long P1907 bayonet, and then put the gun away... with a simple and simple "cheat down and stab up", he directly pierced the heart of the enemy in front of him!
Warm blood flowed down the blood grooves on both sides of the bayonet. When he pulled out the bayonet, a large stream of blood spurted out and sprayed all over his face.
But before he could raise his hands to wipe his face, a Gurkha soldier next to him turned around and threw him down after cutting down a Ming soldier.
Zhou Changfeng's eyes were scarlet red because they were soaked in blood, which was extremely scary. When the enemy soldier swung his dog-leg scimitar, he kicked the guy on the shin bone, causing him to stumble forward in pain.
Zhou Changfeng quickly pulled out his pistol and fired three shots in his head "bang bang bang", and red and white things splashed on his mouth.
As he struggled to get up from the ground, he looked like a demon who had just crawled out of hell - his entire upper body was red, and his face and chest were dotted with streaks of white liquid!
Zhou Changfeng, who picked up the automatic gun again, immediately found his target. A few steps away, a British lieutenant holding a Webley VI revolver was shouting orders.
Like a hunter finding his prey, Zhou Changfeng rushed over, firing and stabbing at the same time. The lieutenant who had just reacted was shot three times before he could pull the trigger, and then was stabbed through the abdomen by another thrust.
Amidst the shrill sound of the suona, the officers and soldiers who had completely forgotten about life and death were almost fighting for their lives. A Ming army soldier and a Gurkha soldier were struggling on the ground. The latter reluctantly pulled out the dagger beside his leg. He stabbed into the waist of the Ming Army private who was pressing on him, but he found that his opponent actually showed a weird smile?
Feeling that his life was passing quickly, the private stretched his hand in front of the Gurkha soldier with great difficulty. The ring of Mills grenade was hanging on his index finger?
"Boom!" The two of them were blown to pieces in an instant, becoming new members among the hundreds of corpses that fell to the ground.
After a medic used his pistol to knock down the enemy soldiers who rushed in front of him, 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 he was holding rolled to the ground.
He immediately ran over and picked up the blasting tube, then desperately climbed up onto the tank's turret and opened the top hatch!
The British gunner in the car was controlling the turret to rotate and fire, but found that the car suddenly became bright?
As soon as he raised his head to look up, a blasting tube hit his mouth, breaking two teeth, and then the hatch was closed.
After the dull scream, a loud noise came from the A9 cruise tank, flames spurted out, and the turret was completely blown off!
The ferocity of the Ming army broke down the defenses of the Gurkha soldiers - those ferocious Chinese seemed to have transformed into the subordinates of the devil at this moment!
The collapse happened in an instant, and some people were frightened. Immediately, one after another Gurkha soldiers began to stagger away, trying to escape this hell.
They rushed towards the path blocked by artillery fire in despair, and would rather risk being killed than fight.
"Kill them all!!!" The red-eyed officers and soldiers were chasing the fleeing enemy soldiers with rifles mounted on bayonets.
Win?
The exhausted Zhou Changfeng sat down, but before he could take a breath, the next second he saw a situation that caused him to have a cardiopulmonary arrest——
A few meters away, a blasting tube held by a fallen soldier was placed diagonally on another burning corpse, and the friction ignition fuse at the end of the blasting tube was ignited, causing sparks to "sizzle".
He hurriedly turned around, almost crawling and trying to get away. However, he was pushed to the ground by the shock wave of the explosion after running about ten meters, and his consciousness quickly dissipated.
"Batalion Commander!!!" This was Xiao Li's sharp exclamation.
My eyes gradually darkened, and the hustle and bustle around me disappeared...
In the boundless sea of dark consciousness, the confused Zhou Changfeng seemed to see a slim figure walking towards him.
After getting closer, he realized that this figure was Xia Xiaoshi, who he had met twice before?
She waved and saluted, "Hey! Sir, it's time for you to return the amulet to me, right?"
Zhou Changfeng was a little embarrassed, "Sorry, that... was broken."
"Ah?" Xia Xiaoshi was surprised and disappointed at first, "How did it break?"
"It was shattered by fragments and saved my life."
"Oh...it seems that the amulet is really useful, but if 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. 】
