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In the Fi-60 single-engine, two-seater civilian aircraft, Haimov turned off the output button of the radio communicator and taught his partner Sakha a small lesson in concise and professional language. After listening, the young flight scout stupidly shoved the grenade back into his pocket.

"There's no need to startle the snake." Hemov continued, "The 'Flying Army' has been ambushed in the village, accompanied by a number of Irish mercenaries that we have hired at a high price. ”

Saha took a telescope to look at the situation below, and responded: "Those Turks? Their equipment is really good, but can it be relied on when it matters most? ”

"The reputation of the Irish army is quite good, but unfortunately these are Irish foreign legions, not really Irish, and it seems that the people in the executive committee and command lack confidence in them. When it really comes to the critical moment, only our own people can be trusted! Okay, let's gossip later, let's get down to business first! With that, Hemov turned on the output button of the radio communicator again, and every word they said next could be heard by the commanders who were keeping a close eye on the situation in the mobile headquarters of the "Flying Army" in Ammona and in the communications room of the aviation club.

Sakha then said solemnly: "From the distribution of light sources, the Arabs marching towards Amona are divided into two groups, each with several hundred people, and there are car lights at the end of the line, and there are not many of them, adding up to about twenty vehicles. ”

Khimov chimed in on the radio: "This group of bandits probably wants to steal all the cows in the Amona pasture, and if they succeed, we will lose a lot!" ”

"Then give them a taste of what our Iron Fist is like!" A sonorous middle-aged male voice came from the headphones, and this person was the commander of the "Flying Army", Colonel Bitten, a professional soldier from the United States and Britain, who was second only to Erhard Milch in the ranks of the members of the Zionist movement.

Saha said: "Now, the enemy's outpost is still three or four kilometers away from Amona, and a large force of men and horses is ten kilometers away, maybe their outpost will break into Amona first to reconnoitre." ”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the radio: "Actually, we expected this. If the enemy outpost enters the town, we can not open fire without firing, and wait until a large force of the enemy breaks in, and then slam them with a stick. ”

Haimov hurriedly reminded: "Mr. Colonel, I have no intention of offending, but it seems that you should not disclose our military deployment on the radio. Once our calls are overheard by the enemy, that's bad. ”

Colonel Bitten readily admitted his negligence: "Well, Mr. Captain, you are very right. Although the enemy is not a regular army, we should pay enough attention to this as a war and must not take it lightly. ”

As he spoke, a faint but clear sound of gunfire came from the headphones. Haymov and Sakha looked down in unison, but they were soaring at a height of thousands of meters, and the muzzle flame on the ground could not be caught by the naked eye.

After a moment, the voice on the other end of the radio said in a calm and calm tone: "Gentlemen who are flying, it seems that the outpost you think is not a real outpost, and a small group of enemy scouts has reached the edge of the village, and they are shooting indiscriminately, presumably just to test the truth." If they had information about our movements, or detected our radio communications, they would not have moved the crowd at all. Unless...... All of our previous assumptions were completely wrong. ”

At this moment, an arrogant guy with a Turkish accent interjected: "Don't worry, even if the enemy is the regular army of the Arab kingdom, it is not expected to take advantage of the elite of the former Ottoman Guard." Ten years ago, those Arabs would have trembled when they heard our name! ”

Colonel Bitten replied unhurriedly, "Oh, Major Iskany, I have to say that your Hebrew is very good among non-Jewish Turks. When we talk about the Ottoman Empire, we must admit that it had a glorious history that made the whole of Europe tremble, but that was only history after all. Unfortunately, the only way to admire the greatness of the Ottoman Empire is to go to the library; When people talk about Turkey's elite troops, they probably think not of the Ottoman Guards, but of a certain unit of the Republic of Turkey. ”

The Turkish accent laughed wryly: "The Ottoman Empire is not only worthy of the nostalgia of Turks like us, but for you Jews, isn't the Ottoman Empire the only Eurasian power that has taken a benevolent attitude towards you and opened its doors to you in particularly difficult times?" ”

Jews did receive preferential treatment from Ottoman rulers during the not particularly long history of the Ottoman Empire, Jews expelled from Hungary in 1376, French Jews expelled by Charles V in 1394, and Jews expelled from Sicily in the early 15th century, all found refuge in the Ottoman Empire. On the other hand, Jews played a positive role in the economic development of Ottoman Turkey, and this interdependence also transcended dynastic changes - under the Turkish Republic, Jews were still welcome and sheltered, so Jews did not need to grieve the fall of the Ottoman Empire, as did Major Iskan did.

The commander of the "flying army" did not say anything, and the Turks did not ask: "Well, before ending the call, I would like to reiterate our tactical strategy - my men will not open fire until the enemy's main forces are in range; When we open fire, the enemy will be strewn with corpses! ”

"No problem, Major Iskander. Perhaps before you could open fire, we had already repaired the enemy and sent them fleeing with their tails between their legs. Colonel Bitten replied.

"That's the best! I don't like casualties, even though no battle can be completely avoided. The Turk replied.

As a result, radio communication between the air and the ground came to an end for the time being. On the outskirts of the village, the Arab sentinels galloped back and forth on horseback, constantly firing their guns into the air, but they did not easily enter the village. The Jews have only established villages and towns in Amona for five or six years, but most of the buildings are solid wood, stone or brick structures, and the buildings are distributed in a compact and orderly manner for self-defense. The armed militia of the "Flying Army" occupied the buildings to the east, north and center, and sent a group of men to assist the local militia in guarding the pastures, while the Irish Foreign Regiment relied on the buildings to the south and west to organize the defense, and the residents gathered in churches in the west of the village center, while others took refuge in their basements.

In addition to the reconnaissance and warning planes in the air, the Jews also deployed a number of secret posts on the outskirts of the villages and towns, which constantly informed the commanders of the villages and towns of the enemy situation by means of wired telephones or walkie-talkies. The Arab outposts that first arrived on the outskirts of Amona consisted of only twenty or thirty horsemen, and in a short time an advance force of hundreds of Arabs approached Amuna from the east, all of them were armed with sabers or long hair, some carrying rifles, some carrying revolvers, and a few American-made Thomson submachine guns, presumably a hodgepodge of weapons.

Immediately afterward, a loud whistle pierced the night sky, and the sound of the hooves of the running horses merged into a film, and the Arab riders rushed to Amona in droves. Before they could enter the village, the shots rang out, and the Jewish militia opened fire in a hurry, and the Arab riders approaching the village and town suddenly flipped on their backs. However, on closer inspection, many people fell to the ground because their horses were frightened or they panicked, and not many were actually killed by gunshot wounds.

On the roof of a three-story building, Major Iskan, commander of the heavily armed Irish Foreign Legion "Mohammed" battalion, holds a telescope in one hand and a leather holster on his waist with the other. Behind him, the communications corpsmen carrying the battlefield radio station were on guard in a crouching position; In his depths, a grim-looking soldier crouches on the ground, observing the battle in progress through a sniper scope on a semi-automatic rifle of the Hubert-IIi; In the building's backyard, a three-man mortar crew has dug improvised bunkers, ready to support Jewish militias against the Arabs.

By the flickering light, Iskan saw the Arab riders retreat like a tide, leaving only the unfortunate man who had lost his sycophancy, and the former Ottoman Guards officer, with a long scar on the left side of his face, muttered disdainfully: "If you fight like this, you will not be able to repel the Arabs when you run out of bullets." The militia is the militia, and no matter how long the training is, it cannot be used as a regular army. ”

It took about a minute for the gunfire to completely subside. Just when people thought that the Arab offensive had come to an end, gunfire rang out in the pastures to the north, pistols, rifles, and machine guns were mixed together, and in less than half a cigarette, the fire flashed in that direction, and the explosion of grenades was heard one after another.

In a moment, the signal corpsman reported to Iskander: "Sir, Colonel Bitten is calling you!" ”

Iskan smiled coldly, turned around and picked up the microphone: "Mr. Colonel, it seems that your people are too composed, and the advantage of ambush operations has been easily squandered by them." Pasture? You have 40 men there, three submachine guns, a machine gun, and a warehouse that is very suitable for defense, which is more than enough to deal with cavalry without heavy weapons, and you can't hold it in just one round? No, this situation is very unsuitable for transferring, tell them that it is safer to stay in the warehouse at the moment than anywhere, and that soon a team of elite fighters will come to their aid...... Yes, support is necessary, and once the enemy finds the village difficult to conquer and the resistance of the ranch is weak, it is likely to turn his attention to the ranch side, or even send the main force to attack. How many people are sent? If they can hold out until reinforcements arrive, two teams of fighters will be enough, but if they lose the warehouse, at least fifty people will be enough to be safe! ”

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's another year. I wish you all a smooth and prosperous 2017, good health, prosperous academic career, all wishes, and a happy family!

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