Chai Dongliang's worries are not superfluous, many units are extremely effective under the leadership of outstanding officers, and they immediately languished after changing the command of a crappy officer.

In another time and place, after India gained reading power under the leadership of Mahatma Gandhi, the Gurkha warriors, as a legacy of the colonial era, were divided between India, Britain, and Pakistan, and most of them belonged to India. The Gurkha brigade, which belonged to the British, was still elite until the twenty-first century. With this glorious army, India grew emboldened, encroaching on Chinese territory step by step, and the skirmish eventually turned into a war. The Gurkha fighters, under the command of Indian officers, fought a battle with the squadron and were almost completely wiped out by the PLA.

The most humiliating thing is that more than 100 people surrendered, which was an unprecedented shame among the Gurkha regiments. In addition to indicating a sharp decline in the combat effectiveness of the Gurkha regiments, even the traditional tribal spirit was annihilated.

At that time, only seventeen years had passed since the Three Kingdoms divided the Gurkha Army!

No matter how good a soldier is, he can't escape the constraints of the environment, and after a few years of training in the hands of those wasted Indian officers, the once invincible Gurkha Army has also become a tofu army.

"Can the Semur battalion really fight eight thousand Indian soldiers with more than four hundred men? Blown, right? Chai Dongliang deliberately said in a contemptuous tone.

The old man was really fooled, and his bloodshot eyes widened, but out of traditional respect for his employer, he endured it and did not have a seizure, but shouted the command in English, and the four hundred Gurkha soldiers quickly lined up to assemble.

"Honorable Lord, please allow my soldiers to perform shooting for you." The short legs of the cable plate snapped together and gave a military salute.

Chai Dongliang nodded, and ordered people to place ten wooden targets on the foredeck of the warship and paste target paper.

At the sound of passwords, rows of Gurkha soldiers quickly crouched down and fired with rifles. Their movements are extremely coherent and their techniques are extremely skillful. Enfield rifles are famous for their rate of fire, and Chai Dongliang's eyes are a little insufficient, only to see that they quickly load, pull the bolt, shoot, and reload as fast as machines, and their expressions are even more calm and solemn.

Each squad fired for only one minute, and even the slowest one fired eighteen rounds, the fastest twenty-seven, and ten men firing at the same time sounded as if a machine gun was firing rapidly. The sound of gunfire was like popping beans, and the white smoke of gunpowder filled the air.

After each team finished shooting, the targets were all hit into a honeycomb, and after inspection, there were at least ten bullet holes in each target.

Under this crazy speed shooting, there is still a hit rate of six or seven percent, and the combat effectiveness of the Gurkha soldiers is really extraordinary, and there is no one in vain under the fame!

"Okay, don't perform, after Anqing, when you show your strength, I believe in the courage and fighting skills of your Gurkha warriors!" Chai Dongliang smiled and said to Suopan.

The old man of Suopan is still unsatisfied, but the words of the employer are holy decrees for them, and they must not be violated.

"If their own First Brigade of the Anhui Revolutionary Army confronts them head-on, can a regiment take this battalion?"

Chai Dongliang involuntarily had associations, and finally shook his head a little discouraged, people have to die more than people, goods have to be thrown away, a soldier who gets fifty yuan a month and a soldier who takes ten yuan is different.

The bravery of the Gurkha fighters is not only due to their national surname, but also to their rigorous training and high-quality soldiers. Every year, when the British army recruits from the Gurkhas, tens of thousands of people often sign up, and only a few hundred people can really enlist. With a probability of twenty to one, being able to be selected itself shows that this person has the conditions to become an elite!

China lacks technical personnel, management personnel, and funds for industrial development, and the only thing that is not lacking is population, and with a population base of 450 million, no matter how strict the selection conditions are, there is no need to worry about the shortage of soldiers.

The future enemy is not only Yuan Shikai's Beiyang Army, the purpose of Chai Dongliang's training is not to fight a civil war at all, no matter how brilliant the results of the civil war are, there is nothing to boast about, the real enemy is those devils who covet China's territory and resources and vainly try to carve up China!

Whenever he thinks of the Chinese territory of later generations, from a gorgeous begonia leaf to a steer who can't distinguish between male and female without a crown, Chai Dongliang's heart aches faintly.

This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed to happen again in my own time and space! Just when the hands of those devils are about to reach out, they will be cut off with a knife! It was not after they had already wreaked havoc on the land of China that we drove the enemy out with the sacrifice of countless people!

Three years later, there will be the First World War, which will take place on the European continent, which will be the best opportunity for China to rise, and this kind of opportunity will not be seized by China in another time and space.

This time, it's definitely not to be missed!

Three years, as long as three years, with the insight of a hundred years ahead of this era, and the continuous supply of information from the book friends, Chai Dongliang is sure that the Anhui under his rule will be turned upside down, at least to establish a preliminary and complete industrial base, and then train 20,000 troops with a strong national consciousness and a high degree of military literacy. When the European powers attacked, it was a good time to take advantage of the war to make war money and consolidate the industrial base. And those 20,000 troops will become qualified junior officers, and thus train 100,000, 200,000, or even more troops.

When six or seven years from now, when the blood of Europe is about to be drained, and there are no more good guys on the European continent who are not on the battlefield, the real opportunity will come!

I, Chai Dongliang, will personally lead a powerful squadron and become the last straw that breaks the camel's back! On the map of world power, it should be up to the Chinese to make the rules!

Caucasian people have ruled the world for too long, and it is time to change masters!

If there are 200,000 troops as strong as the Gurkha Legion, what other country would dare to ignore China's interests and sell China's territory to Yuben at the Paris Peace Conference?

The scene of Gu Weijun's angry refusal to sign at the Paris Peace Conference is still a dark wound in the hearts of the Chinese a hundred years later. With such an excellent diplomat as Gu Weijun, he could only withdraw indignantly to protest In the final analysis, strength is everything!

After the establishment of the Republic of China, the five-color flag was the national flag, the blue sky and white flag were the naval flag, and the iron-blooded eighteen-star flag was used as the army flag.

Sopan took 400 Gurkha warriors, put his hands on his chest and swore allegiance, promising to be loyal to Chai Dongliang in the future, fighting bravely for him, fighting to the death in a difficult situation, not putting the life of his employer at risk to the enemy, and not dishonoring the honor of the Gurkhas.

In the strict sense of the word, this army does not belong to the army of the Republic of China, or even to the group of the Anhui Revolutionary Army, but to Chai Dongliang's personal unit, and the object of their allegiance is only Chai Dongliang alone.

The captain came over and reminded Chai Dongliang that it was almost noon now, what to eat for lunch today. The captain was unsure of the religious beliefs and eating habits of these Gurkhas.

Chai Dongliang was also a little confused, the Gurkha people are Hindus, and he really doesn't know what taboos they have.

The old man of Suopan was also bold, and said with a smile: "We never pick and choose food, of course, we can eat anything, if there is beef, it is the best, find a fat buffalo, and by the way, please take a look at the performance of our Gurkha people cutting off the head of the cow with a scimitar!" ”

Chai Dongliang was dizzy at that time, a Hindu who eats beef?

Hearing that these Gurkha people can cut off the head of a buffalo with a single knife, the firehead soldiers have expressed their disbelief, a knife more than a foot long, and only one knife can cut off the thick neck bone of a buffalo? And it's a decapitation, and the head is in a different place? The firehead was going to make a fool of these braggy dwarves, so they left the ready-made beef unnecessary, and pouted the officer to go ashore and buy a fat bull.

The soldiers were generally young, and everyone was willing to join in the fun, and after half an hour, the sailors really bought a big buffalo full of fat from the shore. Chai Dongliang also watched happily, the competition between soldiers is not a bad thing, which shows that they still have the spirit of not admitting defeat.

The ritual of killing cattle opened Chai Dongliang's eyes.

On the teak deck, the old man of the rope pan personally scattered seven circles of white ash on it, which are said to represent the seven brigades of the Gurkha army, each circle was planted with five large flags, and the ground was filled with ears of wheat, rice, cakes and all kinds of fine silver and bronze objects that they brought with them from Nepal.

The old man of Suopan was going to do it himself, but the Huotou soldiers were more chicken thieves than one by one, worried that this guy was a legendary martial arts master, so they began to coax together and ask for a replacement.

The old man was not angry, but smiled and agreed, and asked the sailors to pick one person from the ranks. The Fireheads found the smallest, thinnest-looking soldier.

The soldier was about thirty years old and had two mustaches. The mustache came out of the ranks, took off his military uniform, changed into dark blue homespun shorts according to the customs of the clan, and wore his upper body. The sailors exclaimed in unison, this small-looking fellow, after taking off his clothes, had muscles as strong as copper cast iron.

Four hundred Gurkha soldiers fired their guns into the air in unison, the mustache bit the Gogol scimitar in his mouth, grabbed the horns of the ox with both hands, pinned the front hooves of the ox with one leg, twisted the body beautifully, and with the help of the strength of the waist and abdomen, the buffalo weighing half a ton fell to the ground at once.

At the moment when the buffalo had just fallen, Gogol's scimitar fell into his right hand and fell with lightning speed.

With a single sword, the huge bull's head was cut off, and a stream of red blood erupted from the cavity.

The old man of Suopan went over with the copper plate, caught the gushing ox blood with a basin, and laughed: "Okay, next year will definitely be smooth and rainy, and the hometown is a good harvest This blood is just used to sacrifice the military flag, I wish our master invincible!" ”

Chai Dongliang was dumbfounded, and said to himself: "What a fast knife!" ”

(To be continued)