We won!

With Christmas approaching, the whole of Dublin was filled with a sea of joy, and although the war had almost destroyed the city, the whole of Ireland was still cheering, and now, unless part of the cities in the north of Ireland was still under British occupation, the whole of Ireland was almost completely liberated!

Almost, of course, the predominantly Protestant counties in the north of Ireland, which were still under the control of the British, did not attack there because there was universal support for the British army, and in this case, the Sino-Irish coalition sanity chose to avoid it for the time being. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now, with the recovery of Dublin, and with the city back in the hands of the Irish, everything has changed, and almost every Irish no longer doubts that victory is theirs! Now they have won the war!

Win!

Even though it was only a victory, and although it wasn't won by the Irish, it was still enough for the Irish to cheer and celebrate. It seemed like they had won the battle.

For the Irish, they are actually celebrating the last nascent Ireland, which was independent and belonged to the Irish, not to the British. This is certainly one thing to celebrate.

Of course, for the real winners, this will also be immersed in the joy of victory, but while celebrating the victory, the officers of the expeditionary force will have to count the losses and casualties of their headquarters, and then begin to have a headache about the arrival of reinforcements.

"Hey, 17 people died, the death rate is more than 10%, really, the reinforcements don't know when they will arrive......"

Replenish the soldiers!

For the Chinese army, every reinforcement is extremely precious, because it is far from the mainland, because all the soldiers here need to be replenished from the mainland, and recently they have to be transferred from the African colonies, and because of this, for the expeditionary force, the most precious thing is never the material, but the soldiers.

In fact, for every unit fighting overseas, the most valuable resource is the soldiers, because the transportation capacity determines all this, a 1,000-ton transport ship can transport 50,000 rounds of 120 mm mortar shells, but can only transport less than 1,000 additional troops, which directly leads to the fact that in the process of overseas operations, the army has always believed in a principle -- replacing manpower with artillery shells!

In addition to transportation capacity, even the General Staff will constantly tell the front line that human resources are precious, pensions are expensive, and you must cherish manpower. Even on the front line, there has always been a saying that the criterion for evaluating an excellent officer is not whether he has completed the task well, but whether he can complete the task with the least casualties.

"17 people were killed, this is miserable, and the battalion commander will definitely give a few words of training when the time comes......"

Just as he was having a headache, there was a knock on the door outside, and a soldier walked in. Then he stood upright, raised his hands, saluted, and then shouted.

"Report sir!"

Lieutenant Tian Mingkang, who was the company commander, immediately stood up and saluted, and then the soldier stood upright again. Everything is as the rules of the military discipline, and the etiquette in the army has strict regulations, and every move must be followed at other times unless it is on the battlefield, just like the current rules of salute and return of courtesy, and it is these rigid regulations that ensure that the army's hierarchical concept penetrates into the bones.

"The first thing in the report: He Yuanlin, a first-class infantry soldier, was discharged from the hospital and returned to the troops."

"Hmm."

Looking at the soldier in front of him, although he couldn't see the bandages on his body, it was certain that he must have sneaked back from the hospital, many wounded people would always escape from the hospital because they were worried that they would be replenished to other troops, if I am not mistaken, he should have been injured a few hours ago, and he was discharged so soon!

Really!

Although he was dissatisfied in his heart that the soldiers did not pay attention to their bodies, Tian Mingkang's heart was still a little moved, it was such soldiers who guaranteed the victory of China!

"The second thing in the report: Private He Yuanlin, First Class Infantry, was promoted to Private Class on December 20. Report complete! ”

"Okay, congratulations."

Tian Mingkang said with a happy face, and then asked with concern.

"Is the injury already healed? Did you sneak back? ”

"Sir!"

He Yuanlin hurriedly moved the elbow joint of his right arm, and then said despite the sweat on his face when he moved:

"It's not completely good, but the military doctor said that regular activity will get better slowly, but it won't affect the operation."

"Really? That's good. You're in Class 9, right? ”

Although he knew that this was just a reason for the soldier to come back, Tian Mingkang did not debunk all this, firstly because he needed this subordinate, and secondly, because he was moved by the actions of his subordinates.

"Yes."

"Well, tell your squad leader Tian Degui, don't take heavy things for the time being, let your comrades carry them for you, and don't arrange for you to perform duty for a month......"

The chief's order made He Yuanlin hurriedly want to justify, but Tian Mingkang immediately said in a solemn voice.

"It's an order! Either here or back to the hospital! ”

"Yes, sir!"

He Yuanlin, who heard the concern from the chief's words, hurriedly obeyed the order.

"Well, to congratulate you, let's have a drink!"

Tian Mingkang personally picked up the cup on the table, poured the wine and handed it to him. The soldier stood upright and respectfully accepted the cup.

"Congratulations!"

After accepting the congratulations of the commander, He Yuanlin drank the wine in the cup, the wine is a local wine in Ireland, this kind of foreign wine is not to the appetite of the Chinese people, but it is better than no wine, and then, He Yuanlin returned to his class, and Tian Mingkang, who is the company commander, is still dealing with the affairs of the company, and in the end, after everything is disposed of, there are dozens of fake notes in front of him asking to go out, for the soldiers want to go out, this is very understandable, after all, the soldiers must want to relax.

But arranging who to go out first is a headache, it took him half an hour to decide the order of going out, sometimes, such a job is a headache, after all, not all applicants will be allowed to go out the next day.

The next day, although he had just returned from injury, He Yuanlin still got the opportunity to go out, and he didn't even apply for it, and the two of them also got the opportunity to go out, because the three of them were in the same class, so the task of taking care of He Yuanlin fell on the two of them.

The three of them were circling around Dublin, which was more alive today than it was yesterday - many of the Irish who had fled to the countryside had returned to the city before the war, and the city had finally regained some life.

Of course, for the Irish, they are saddened by the destruction of the city before their eyes, after all, many of their homes are there, and although they look a little depressed, life always has to go on, and there are even some vendors on the streets of Dublin, selling souvenirs from somewhere, apparently to sell to the Chinese soldiers.

However, many of them were not attractive to the soldiers who had been "mopping" for a day yesterday, but the occasional little thing would still attract their attention, and the three of them walked and walked to the area of the port, and at the same time as Dublin was captured, the British field hospital near the port was also occupied, and the captured British wounded and sick were housed in this hospital.

When they arrived at the field hospital, they only heard a few gunshots, and when they heard the gunshots, the three of them were stunned at first, and just as they were trying to hide in order to figure out the situation, they saw a group of Irish escorting dozens of British soldiers who had taken prisoners already coming to the door, and then an Irish soldier ordered them to line up.

"Alright, kill them all!"

An Irish officer shouted loudly, and then the Irish soldier in a green uniform, as if playing a trick, took out ropes, and they wanted to hang these people one by one!

What are they going to do!

The three of them were stunned by the scene in front of them, and saw that the Irish moved to hang them all on the side of the street, and there were Irish people around them shouting hello, and the three of them immediately rushed over,

"It can't be like this, you can't be like this, they are prisoners, captives who have surrendered!"

But apparently no one paid any attention to these three soldiers at this time, and for those Irishmen who had fallen into a frenzy, they had only one thought now, and that was to kill these people!

Eventually, although the three men tried to save the British captives, they were still killed by fanatical Irish soldiers.

"We're going to stop them!"

He Yuanlin, who had no reason, said to his comrades-in-arms beside him.

"They have to be stopped doing this!"

His suggestion was immediately responded, and the trio, who had been planning to continue shopping, immediately stood by the door of the field hospital, closed the door, and easily disarmed the two Irish soldiers guarding the gate.

"You don't have the right to kill them!"

He spoke loudly to the Irish officer who had come to negotiate - in fact, the Ellerland guard of the prisoner of war camp.

They really have no power, these prisoners were all captured by the Chinese army, and they were just handed over to the Irish today, but they never thought that these Irish would actually try to kill the prisoners here.

"They have all laid down their arms......"

The line emphasised loudly that after his service, the commander had told him more than once that after the surrender of the enemy, the safety of the prisoners must be guaranteed, and that was what he was doing now.

"Don't you know how many of us they killed?"

"I don't care, I just know, they are captives who surrendered!"

When he defended himself with the Irish, he did not know that his act was in fact contrary to the arrangements of the Command, and that the Command did not know that the Irish were hostile to the British, and that the reason why they handed over these prisoners to the Irish was to kill them by their hands, so that the hostility between the two countries could be deepened, and the future hostility between Ireland and Britain could be ensured.

But now, the plans of the command were "ruined" by three ordinary soldiers. When these three soldiers, who were somewhat self-defeating, tried to secure the British in the field hospital, the British, who were frightened by the Irish, breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that we survived!"

Phyllis said to Nightingale beside him, with some self-deprecation, that although he knew that he and the nurses would not necessarily be killed, who knows? In case those Irish kill the red-eyed, only God knows what they will do.

"Yes, like you said, these Chinese are civilized people......"

Nightingale said this, still with some horror in her eyes, she did not expect the Irish to be so brutal as to kill the poor wounded, and in the end, it was Chinese to protect them, and after yesterday's surrender, Chinese treated everyone well, and even sent doctors to take the seriously wounded to their field hospitals...... Of course, she didn't know that for those doctors, the seriously wounded who were seriously injured in the chemical gas would help them get first-hand information about chemical warfare.

"These Irishmen are more of thugs than others!"

As Nightingale said this, Phyllis looked at the three Chinese soldiers, and thought to himself that maybe it was just their personal act, but it saved everyone in this courtyard.

"When I get back to London, I'll tell the British about everything that happened here!"

As Phyllis's words fell, Nightingale looked at the gentleman beside her who had bravely stayed behind to face the danger with her, and she only felt that her heart seemed to beat violently, and even her cheeks were a little hot.

"Well, Philis, be sure to tell everyone! Make sure the whole of the UK, and the whole of Europe, know what's going on here! ”

Tell the world!

What to tell the world?

Tell them that the Chinese used an unknown poison gas in Dublin, right? It was inevitable that the use of poison gas in Dublin would shock the whole world, and that it would even be certain that in London, in order to shirk their own responsibility, everyone from the general to the soldiers would add fuel to the description of the power of the poison gas and constantly exaggerate it.

Gas! Changed everything, at least for the British, it was a good excuse.

And for Phyris, what does he need to do now?

What needs to be told to Europe?

Is it the cruelty of the Irish? Of course, this must be known to the British, and Britain must know how the Irish killed the British and how they brutally treated the unarmed British soldiers.

It's something Phyllis has to do, but what else does he need to tell the UK?

Is it the humanity of the Chinese?

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