The sand, the blood, the smoke of gunpowder, the painful and wailing horses and their dying masters, the sound of gunfire in the empty desert is even louder, the killing continues, there is no mercy and no hope.

The cavalry attacked fiercely and efficiently, and the difference between a professional army and a bandit was vividly demonstrated in battle. The French Foreign Legion cavalry was very well trained, and these state mercenaries made it a career, and those who joined the Legion cherished the honor behind the uniform, and of course, the salary paid by France was indeed tempting.

Ensign Loire's soldiers are not carefully selected elites, just ordinary legionnaires, but with sufficient daily training and experience accumulated in previous combat missions, they can still beat the desert bandits in front of them to the ground.

Many of the German cavalrymen had previously served in the famous First Cavalry Division of the Wehrmacht, and many of them had participated in the German invasion of Poland. After the defeat of France, a military agreement was signed with Germany, and the high command sent a cavalry battalion to ******, which had greater political significance than military significance, because it represented the return of German power to the African continent, and what others had stolen, the Germans would take back with their own hands.

In fact, the battle lasted for a short time, and the total before and after did not add up to a quarter of an hour, but the process was unusually tragic, and both sides knew that only the victor could survive, and there was no room for such a battle.

The German and French cavalry had an overwhelming advantage, not only in terms of numbers, but also in terms of individual quality and equipment, and they were completely able to crush the opponent.

The French Foreign Legion cavalry used the Betier Cavalry rifle, which was actually a carbine with a truncated barrel, but these modifications used the latest 7.5mm bullets from the French army, which significantly improved accuracy and range.

The armament of the German cavalry was a standard 98K, in addition to which they carried their own pistols, and more than one in good condition, because the horses were heavily loaded, and the non-commissioned officers were also issued with an additional submachine gun, which can be said to be armed to the teeth.

After the first round of raids, the entire rhythm of the battlefield is no longer in their hands. The position of both sides was also unfavorable to the robbers, and the cavalry could calmly shoot forward, and they had to turn to return the fire, while also distracting themselves from controlling their horses under their crotches.

The sand pirates didn't see the slightest chance of turning defeat into victory, especially when they discovered the white caps of the French Foreign Legion among their pursuers, and their morale dropped to the bottom in an instant.

In the land of North Africa, these white devils are notorious, the French colonists are not more civilized than other European colonizers, the origin of the foreign legion and the nature of this army, resulting in its ferocity and brutality is even more than all European colonial armies.

Seeing the white tube hat means that this matter is absolutely impossible to be good, not to mention that their identity is a sand thief that everyone fears and hates, if they can't escape, maybe dying in battle will be the best ending for them.

Less than five minutes after the chase began, the number of sand thieves had quickly dwindled to ten, and the old method of scattering and escaping at this time was completely useless, and instead of escaping, they would be defeated by each other, and the sand thieves could only gather together and fight back for their own lives.

Mehannaid had already been overperformed in the previous battle, knocking out two cavalrymen in a row, but that was all there was to it.

His Lebel rifle was an old model with a magazine that could only hold three rounds, and this rifle used a tubular magazine that could only be reloaded by hand after the bullets were fired. As a result, his rate of fire could not be raised at all, as the bumpy horses added great difficulty to the reloading work.

Mehannaid actually had a six-round French-made MAS1874 wheel, but the problem was that it had malfunctioned a week earlier, and he had to stick it on his waist until he got his hands on a new gun.

Speaking of which, the sand pirates like weapons with simple structures, because the locals do not have the habit of maintaining weapons at all, and as long as they pay for it, it is not difficult to get a new weapon.

As the combat distance closed, the accuracy of both sides' shots began to increase rapidly, and the dying resistance of the sand pirates also caused many casualties to the German and French cavalry, but these resistance did not delay their final demise.

In the end, the entire sand bandit gang was left with only Mehanaid, his dress had already revealed the identity of his leader, the pursuers had obviously begun to consider whether he should be left alive, at this time this fierce bandit already knew that he could not be spared, and being captured was only allowing himself to live a few more days, and the desperate situation he faced inspired his ferocity, the sand bandit leader pulled the reins and wanted to twist the horse's head and chase desperately, but before he could cross the horse, in a dense submachine gun fire, Mehanade and his mount tumbled to the ground in a hail of bullets.

The cavalry roared past the fallen leader of the sand bandits, the dust rolled up and covered Mehanaid's blood-stained face, the leader of the sand bandits was facing the sky on his back, foaming blood gushing from his mouth, his once eagle-sharp eyes now staring blankly at the blue sky, and after a violent convulsion, his chest stopped rising and falling rapidly. The legendary sand thief's bloody career came to an end at this point, as the bloodthirsty Mehanaids drowned in his own blood, just as the travelers he killed cursed before they died.

The cavalry ran a whole mile before slowly reducing the speed of the horses, and like humans, after vigorous exercise, the horses must also have a process of recovery, and the cavalry drove the panting horses, taking small steps to turn back the way they came.

Cleaning the battlefield is a soldier's job, and officers like Hanst and Loire have things they need to be responsible for. Hanst handed his mount to his men and walked over to Mehanaid's corpse, crouching down to take a closer look at the alien thief who had nearly messed up his mission.

"It looks like it's a local Papal, but I don't know which tribe it belongs to." Wipe the sweat from his head and unbutton the chest of his uniform.

"It doesn't matter at all, we need to find out who this man is now, and hopefully there will be one or two alive among the robbers. Do you recognize the words on it? Hanst flipped through the placket of the sand thief leader's coat and pulled out from his waist a short, richly decorated dagger with strings of Arabic inscriptions engraved on the decorative silver hoop of the handle, and the German second lieutenant handed the dagger to his French colleague.

"Some prayers, praise be to their Allah, here is a name, maybe this person's, Said. Hashem. Mehanaid.... It feels like I've seen the name somewhere. Loire drew his dagger, the dark gray sound of the knife densely covered with watery patterns, at first glance forged from Damascus steel, this weapon is very valuable, and the owner loves it very much, and it has been carefully wiped and maintained. Normally, the locals do not carry weapons with other people's names engraved on them, so Mehannad is supposed to be the real name of the man on the ground.

"The identity card of the Italian Army, it seems that the death of those Italians does have something to do with this person. Let the soldiers pay attention to the search, and it is better to find one or two alive mouths. ”

Hanst took out a large string of shiny identity tags from the placket of Mehannaid's shirt, the Italians don't talk about anything else, this kind of face-saving thing has put a lot of effort into it, this square identification mark is not only well-made, many of them are also specially thrown away by machinery, and each identity card is issued with a chrome-plated alloy necklace, compared to the German Army's side is much shabby, just an oval aluminum piece tied with a leather rope.

"I've told them, but I don't think there's much hope." Loire took the badge and examined it carefully in his hand.

"Judging by the items he carried, this man is an ordinary desert bandit, but why would he risk killing a group of Italian soldiers and then running after our watchman?"

Hanster neatly arranged Mehannaid's belongings beside the corpse, in addition to some ammunition, some coins and some personal belongings, some tobacco that the locals liked, and some herbs that were unknown to use.

The only thing that seemed to have some value was a small notebook, but it was all in Arabic, and Hanst had never learned this script, so it took time to translate it if he wanted to read it.

"Look at what he wrote in his last article." Hanst gave the notebook to Loire.

"Sir, we found a live one, and besides, the searchers have returned, and we haven't been able to catch up with the target." The sergeant trotted over to report to the captain.

"Okay, I'm still thinking about how to get in touch with the target, find a few people to clean up here, take the live mouth, let's go back to the oasis, if I'm guessing correctly, the target will come to us on its own." Hanst took the whip from his men and dusted his sandy knees.

"And what about corpses?" The sergeant asked.

"Throw it right here, you can warn those lawless bandits, maybe they can restrain a little during this time." Loire looked down at the pamphlet and replied in a relaxed tone.

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