The melodious sound of bagpipes is always easy to remind people of the sad past, and this low and tactful sound can often be carried far away by the wind, coupled with the cold winter and snow, there seems to be a faint sadness between heaven and earth.

On a small snow-covered hill, on the north side, there were nearly 100 infantry wearing M16 steel helmets, there were no trenches or bunkers, everyone was just a small stack of snow in front of them, and Mauser rifles were placed on this small stack and fired continuously down the hillside, and the infantry were about half a meter apart, and there were many yellow bullet casings scattered around them.

The northern slope of the hill is no more than 500 meters long, but from the foot of the mountain to the halfway up the mountain, there are more than 100 corpses of British soldiers, these people are pure British regular soldiers, wearing yellow flat military caps, khaki military uniforms are from England, plaid boat hats, pleated short skirts are the standard clothing of Scottish soldiers, and a lot of snow next to them has turned dark red because of blood.

The most active on the hill were the two Flamingo light machine guns, which were equipped with bipedal mounts at the front, and the belt-fed automatic weapons used air-cooled technology, although their barrels appeared to be very thick, but in fact the empty guns weighed only 11.5 kilograms, which was much lighter than the water-cooled Maxim heavy machine guns. The ammunition boxes carried by the two sub-machine gunners could only provide them with 1,000 rounds of ammunition for each of the five belts, and their combat rate of fire of 150 rounds per minute required a high amount of ammunition. Faced with a large number of British troops, the German machine gunners had no choice but to choose intermittent short fires.

In addition to bagpipes, there are several Vickers-Maxim machine guns officially equipped by the British Army in 1912, the shooting performance of this machine gun is more reliable, and the water-cooled design makes it almost unlimited in the case of replaceable cooling water and sufficient ammunition, but the biggest disadvantage of this kind of chain feeding, combat rate of fire reaches 200 rounds per minute, is that it is cumbersome, the tripod alone weighs 20 kilograms, plus the gun body and cooling water, its total combat weight is close to 40 kilograms, and it is extremely troublesome to carry.

Although the Vickers-Maxim machine guns had a range advantage in the face of the German "Firebirds", here the mortars in the hands of the Germans gave them no chance to enter their own firing range. The British machine-gun position at the foot of the hill was deployed 2,000 meters from the foot of the mountain, and about 500 meters in front of the machine-gun position there were several craters on the ground, next to which there was a damaged machine gun and several corpses, all of which were the results of German 50-mm mortars.

While the gunfire on the hill and at the foot of the hill stopped temporarily with another failed British attack, the British bagpiper still played the classic tune, as if to appease the souls of the fallen and to tell the world about the cruelty of war. The British troops who participated in the attack initially had only one company of more than 100 men, and as the attacks failed again and again, the British invested more and more troops, and this was their fourth attack, with about three companies of nearly 400 men in the charge, and the number of heavy machine guns responsible for fire cover at the foot of the mountain also increased to eight.

Many British officers had participated in the Boer War, and now they rarely let their soldiers line up in dense formations when attacking, but perhaps because there is no artillery support, these British troops seem very uncomfortable when attacking, they always walk slowly to the foot of the mountain with their chests straight, and then start to climb the mountain at a slower pace, in the process the machine guns on their machine gun positions have been working very hard to cover the fire, However, bullets fired from a distance to the top of the hill rarely hit the German soldiers lying on the ground, and the snow near the top of the hill was lifted off a lot, and brown dirt was exposed in a few places.

When the attacking British army climbed halfway up the mountain, the German soldiers above always threw down a few grenades at the right time, and most of the British soldiers chose to lie on the ground to dodge, and the first to stand up was often the British officer who loudly drove his soldiers forward. At this distance, the Mauser rifles in the hands of German soldiers could easily take on these loud-voiced guys. When the British soldiers, who had lost their officers, were again met with a shuttle of machine-gun bullets in front of them, the living began to retreat with the wounded on their feet. In their opinion, moving on will await them only with more dense grenades.

About three miles from the base of the hill is a small English village with less than 30 inhabitants, and the village is basically a very ordinary small house with a steeple roof, and the only chapel is very rudimentary in appearance. Only a few villagers could be seen in the village, about 1 regiment of British infantry used it as a rallying point and a starting point for the attack, the dirt road was full of groups of soldiers with rifles on their backs, and some wagons loaded with supplies on the side of the road, and the chapel seemed to have been turned into a temporary regimental headquarters for the British army, and some British officers and soldiers were busy carrying transmitters, file boxes, and other things into it.

Unfortunately, the Germans on the hill did not have heavy weapons such as rapid-fire guns, their 50-mm artillery guns had a range of only 1,500 meters, and the terrain could hit targets at up to 1,800 meters.

When the British troops had withdrawn from the mortar range, the German soldiers on the top of the hill began to organize their weapons and ammunition, and the British did not give up, and according to their habit, it would not take them a quarter of an hour to launch another wave of more ferocious attacks. However, the Germans did not sit idly by, and ammunition and reinforcements were arriving from the beach. In addition, on both sides of this hill, more than 60 infantry companies formed a long defensive line, and they also built simple defensive trenches on the flat ground between the hills, where they also deployed a considerable number of machine guns and mortars, and the British could not go around the back of the hill to attack until they broke through one of the sections.

"Look! That's our airship! They came to bomb the British! The German sergeant, who was handing out grenades to the infantry, suddenly pointed to the sky to the south of them, where five gray Zeppelins were slowly flying north.

"Oh! It's time to give the damned Britons a little color! Most of the soldiers were excited, and there was no expression of frustration on the faces of several of the wounded who had been carried back by their companions.

Behind the hillside, there were three 50mm mortars in parallel, and several gunners looked helplessly at the empty ammunition boxes on the ground, mortars were really useful in this situation, at least 1/3 of the British soldiers in front of the hill were killed by mortar shells, but unfortunately their ammunition was consumed much faster than they could be replenished.

"Guys, give us some shells!" One of the gunners raised their heads to the sky and roared, but the airships had no intention of dropping their bombs, and they flew straight over the German positions, and finally only one of them slowed down and stopped not far in front of them, but no bombs fell on it, while the other four continued to fly north without looking back.

"They're probably here to scout!" The soldiers lying on the ground were a little disappointed, they had been exposed to the snow for a long time, and the thick military coats on their bodies could not stop the cold, and most of their snow-stained faces were red from the cold, but fortunately, the young infantrymen were strong and strong, and they pressed the bullets into the magazines of their guns one by one, and some of them also put a few rows of bullets in the places next to them.

Not long after the Zeppelins left, groups of British soldiers came out of the village at the foot of the hill one after another, and as expected, the number of British soldiers ready to go into battle increased again, there were 7 or 8 infantry companies lined up in columns, and the soldiers carried several Vickers machine guns in groups of three, and officers on horseback also appeared on the battlefield here for the first time.

"Everyone, get ready to fight!"

The German commander on the hill was a second lieutenant company commander, but not all of his men were here, and earlier he had been ordered to send one of the infantry platoons to support a nearby position, which was attacked by a regiment of Scottish cavalry, and the Germans in charge of the defense managed to repel them, but they also suffered heavy casualties. In contrast, such hills were less vulnerable to British cavalry, which had the advantage of being able to storm flat ground rather than climb hills slowly. The British army seems to be keen to strictly follow the arrangements of their superiors and bury their heads in attacking the areas they are responsible for, and unless the friendly forces encounter a very unfavorable situation, they will only insist on attacking from the front again and again.

Since the battle began, the Germans defending the hill had lost only 17 men, most of whom had been wounded by rifles in the hands of British soldiers, and a few others by a British soldier who had climbed halfway up the hill by shooting Hale's grenades. The British Army was equipped with few artillery, and most of the various artillery of the defenders of Bonemouth were deployed in the artillery positions behind the beach, and the attacking British troops basically did not have rapid-fire guns and other heavy weapons in their hands. If the British below had even one old mortar in their hands, the Germans would not have defended so easily.

After a clattering of bolts, the hill returned to calm, and the eyes of the infantrymen under their steel helmets were all fixed on the British soldiers at the foot of the hill. The British seem to have had a peculiar habit of putting a lot of effort into lining up all their soldiers before charging and then changing to skirmishers when they were within range of the opposing side. This habit was very different from that of some traditional German, French, Russian, and Austro-Hungarian officers, who often had their men in tight formations from start to finish, trying to overwhelm each other no matter how heavy their firepower was. In the Belgian battlefield, the French border battle, the Galician campaign, and the Polish battlefield, more than a million soldiers on each side sacrificed their lives for this tactic, with the Russian, Austrian, and French armies suffering the most casualties.

Before the British could finish their massive procession, there was a humming sound from the southern sky that was familiar to all of us, and it sounded clearer and denser, as if the wasps of the whole world had gathered here. The German infantrymen on the hill looked back, and the sight before them made everyone close their mouths for a long time. Although a German fleet of this size had already appeared once in the early hours of the morning, the darkness hid their true faces. More than 800 planes of all kinds formed 43 formations flying from the direction of the beach, these formations are separated by a distance, and the entire large fleet occupies a very large area. The blue sky seemed to be overcast all of a sudden, and there was almost only one color left in sight: the gray painted on German planes.

The astonished German infantrymen suddenly did not know what words to use to describe their feelings, and everyone began to congratulate themselves on the fact that they had been born in Germany and not in England. There were several other zeppelins in the southern sky, lined up in a simple straight line, and the planes seemed to be moving along that straight line.

Suddenly, the airship that had been parked in front of it fired a red flare downward, and then the group of planes in the south began to change, the three leading formations began to reduce their altitude first, and after a while, the other dozen or so formations gradually broke away from the large formation, and the remaining planes continued to fly north along the "straight line" formed by the airship. In the eyes of the German infantry on the hill, the planes that lowered their altitude became larger and larger, and the roar of their engines gradually became louder, and just when people were worried about whether they would land directly on the ground, the leading three small groups of 60 biplanes stopped descending, and they began to fly level in the air about 100 meters above the ground, and the 200 planes behind soon also descended to this height.

The British officers and men at the foot of the hill were late to the German soldiers in the sight of the shocking sight, and at first they saw only a few lonely German airships, and their ears were filled with the buzzing sound of swarms. As the sound drew nearer, all the British widened their eyes, and as they were heading towards the beach, they only saw in the distance some British and German fighters chasing each other out of the air battlefield, and although the scene of the two planes fighting and firing was very exciting, the sound they made was much weaker and more monotonous.

"Oh God!"

The first thing that appeared in the eyes of the British was the huge German aircraft group in the sky, and the vast majority of British officers and soldiers were so surprised that they didn't know what to do, and some even shouted out in a lost voice. Never before had the English, Scots, and Welsh seen such a marvelous scene. While they were living in peace, human mechanical technology had evolved from the age of steam engines to a dream age that could dominate land, sea, and air. A single plane or a small number of planes may seem like simple toys, but when these swarms of deadly weapons dominate the skies, people finally feel how small the individual can be.

The surprise of the British did not last long when a group of German planes suddenly whistled out from behind the hills. They flew at such a low altitude that not only could the people on the ground see the white iron cross under their wings, but even how many wheels they had, and the round bombs under their bodies threw these poor and humble Englishmen into complete panic, and the neat queue was in an instant riot, some were lying on the ground ready to dodge the bombs, some knelt down and begged God to forgive their sins, and some ran away where there were few people. Stimulated by this scene, the war horse under the British officer's crotch also lost control and jumped wildly.

The Englishman lying on the ground is wise, and the one who runs away is wise, but it is a pity that those who kneel and pray are not forgiven by God. After the pilot airship gave the signal to attack according to the command command, the Luftwaffe attack aircraft group and bomber group began to strike at the British targets in this area, and several of the "Sky X" attack planes aimed at these British soldiers who were stupidly lying in the open field. The huge impact of the explosion of several 100KG heavy aerial bombs and countless shrapnel that rotated at high speed and flew in all directions swallowed the lives of hundreds of British officers and soldiers in an instant, and the snow in the air quickly melted, and the mud, broken khaki, and gun parts fell one after another. When the smoke cleared, all that remained was a large blackened crater on the ground, and the ground was littered with disgusting stuff as usual, and a bagpipe stuck alone in the snow.

The small, unknown village at the foot of the hill did not escape the terrifying aerial attack, and the soldiers and civilians of the village rushed out of their houses after hearing the explosion. High in the sky is a huge fleet of planes, low in the sky is a roaring German warplane, many British soldiers with rifles but dazed, two daring officers pulled out their revolvers bravely and helplessly into the air to shoot again and again, but in response to them is not the downed planes, but the black bombs.

The small wooden and stone houses were extremely vulnerable to the 100KG and 50KG bombs dropped by German planes, and the British standing on the road also fell in a pool of blood in the explosion. An entire squadron of "Ostrich I" bombers almost destroyed the village through low-altitude horizontal bombing, and even the only small church in the village collapsed after eating three bombs, and the British officers and soldiers who had no time to withdraw were killed and wounded immediately, and everyone in the village ran desperately outside, but they became the best targets for the two machine guns in the nose of the "Sky X" plane in the wilderness.

It wasn't until the Luftwaffe bombing and strafing came to an end that the British finally organized anti-aircraft defense in some places, and the cumbersome Vickers machine guns were mounted on some objects protruding from the ground, and this weapon with an effective range of 1000 meters to the ground and 500 meters to the air was an attempt to force the German aircraft to no longer be so reckless in low-altitude strafing, but most of these Luftwaffe pilots were previously part of the Army Aviation Corps, and they were not as unfamiliar with ground attacks as the Navy carrier-based aircraft. Flying through the barrage of machine-gun bullets rising from the ground is their specialty, and strafing exposed machine-gun fire points on the ground is a common thing for them, and most of these attack aircraft are equipped with thin steel plates in the cockpit, which affects the speed and bomb load of the aircraft, but is a good guarantee for the lives of the pilots.

Several British soldiers, under the command of the officer, set up a Vickers machine gun on several empty ammunition boxes in a battle position, surrounded by soldiers who had withdrawn in a hurry, this unyielding machine gun contrasted sharply with the scene next to it.

"Shoot at that plane! That's that, that's it! The officer pointed to a biplane bomber not far away, and the white iron cross emblem on its fuselage was particularly eye-catching.

The soldiers hurriedly turned their guns towards the bomber, and when several bombs fell from it to the ground, the ground could be felt shaking even from a hundred meters away, and the soldier operating the machine gun shook his hand slightly, and a large number of bullets deviated far from the target, and their target quickly disappeared behind a hill.

"Idiot! Over there, over there! The officer looked very dissatisfied, and his soldiers hurriedly turned their guns in the other direction, where an attack plane was flying towards them at a low altitude. At this time, they could see the grim faces of the German pilots on it, and the red tongues of fire spewed from the two machine guns on the front of the plane.

A few seconds later, the German plane pulled up the nose and flew away, leaving only a lone machine gun and a few corpses on the ground.

Many British units that were attacking or preparing to attack suffered heavy casualties in the face of this sudden aerial bombardment, and their attack on the vanguard of the German mixed panzer division was forced to slow down, and the Germans were given a precious respite in some areas that were almost lost. In the eyes of the British, many terrible German planes were simply death crows that demanded their lives, but they should at least be glad that those were just ordinary wooden-framed and skinned aircraft, and even ordinary bombers could only carry 300 to 500 kg of bombs, and this huge fleet of aircraft was not enough to destroy a medium-sized city. If history goes by the course of history, the all-metal aircraft will soon be available (the German Junkers JI attack aircraft, the first test flight on December 5, 1915. It was a biplane equipped with aluminum alloy skin and protective armor, and it was also the world's first all-metal aircraft. Machine guns were installed on board, carrying a small number of bombs, which could strafe and bomb ground targets at low altitudes, and later Junkers developed a more advanced CLI-IV attack aircraft, which was changed from a double wing to a lower single wing, and its speed and maneuverability were also improved, and the aircraft was equipped with two to three machine guns. They are performing dangerously low-altitude close-range fire, showing good performance and combat effectiveness), and as the aircraft is fully metalized, the bomber's range, bomb load, and bombing effect will become more terrifying.

The bombing of the German planes lasted only a few minutes, and when the high-altitude aircraft flew by, the sky was calm again, and the blue hue returned to people's eyes, and the charred craters on the ground, the corpses of British soldiers and civilians, and the damaged and collapsed houses were all evidence that German fighters had come.

The British troops, who were met by the Luftwaffe, did not retreat, and a group of English soldiers in trousers and Scottish soldiers in short skirts and stockings (also dressed in winter, isn't it cold?). The current beauties are not afraid of the cold in order to kill their eyes, and the male compatriots of Scotland have long played like this, admiration and admiration) under the command of the officers regrouped and set off again for the German positions. However, the air attack was not the only means of counterattack for the Germans, and this time the voices that attracted the German infantry on the hill came from the ground behind them, and the tanks with a stubby barrel in their heads were slowly climbing up the hillside, and the snow on the ground was crushed by them in wide and deep marks, and a large number of infantry followed closely behind them.

The low, melodious sound of bagpipes sounded again, and this mournful music seemed to be singing for the British themselves.