Seeing that the British troops and Indian troops began to retreat gradually, and there were faint signs of escaping, Tang Zhiyun let out a sneer in his heart.

"Some people are always self-righteous, thinking that they can run if they can't beat their turf." Tang Zhiyun stood in the headquarters with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the blue sky.

After a while, Tang Zhiyun took out a piece of paper from his body and handed it to the signal soldier: "Tell the artillery, according to this coordinate, the carpet bombardment will be carried out, and the 155 heavy howitzers beyond the third cordon will not be used, and the army will launch a general attack in twenty minutes." ”

Tang Zhiyun snorted coldly in his heart for a while, want to run? Can you run away? The 3,500-strong frogman force and the 2,500-strong special forces have set up blocking positions in your rear, and the front of the positions is covered with all kinds of infantry mines, trigger mines, sub-mother mines, as many mines as you can think of, there are all there there.

The establishment of special forces and frogman troops is to carry out assassination, attack, sabotage transportation, information transmission and other tasks behind enemy lines with a small force, although they are basically stealing chickens and dogs, but this does not deny their combat effectiveness, in terms of firepower, there is no unit in the whole world that can compare with them, the fire dragon has been equipped to the squad unit, the main and deputy squad leaders use mp5, and the rest of the soldiers use all carbines.

There were 6,000 such soldiers who set up an ambush on the way of the retreat of the British army, and if the British army managed to cross it, it would only show that Jesus really cared for him.

'Boom, boom, boom'. The artillery had begun to carpet bomb with all its might, and as the artillery bombardment moved forward, some soldiers who ran slowly, or who were blocked by the thousand-faced man, became artillery ghosts. Often, after a 155 shell hits the ground, the surrounding area will become a no-man's land within a few tens of meters, and the British and Indian troops have begun to panic.

Yang Xiaomao, just twenty-one years old, since he was a child, because his family was poor, he had to start cutting firewood at a very young age, and he would occasionally hunt while chopping wood, and he was particularly good at bowing and arrows.

Yang Xiaomao's unit is the most elite unit in the whole army, whether it is combat effectiveness, equipment, or soldier quality. This time, his platoon was arranged on a small high ground, and there was also a small high ground opposite, and there was a road below, and the two high ground formed a two-sided flank attack, no matter which opponent attacked each other, he could not move his position to support the brother platoon.

"Platoon commander, here." Because Yang Xiaomao is a sniper, he can also observe the situation in the distance through the sniper scope while waiting, after all, this kind of thing is just to observe whether the enemy is coming, so Yang Xiaomao adjusted the multiple of the sniper scope to the maximum, not seeking to see every face clearly, as long as he can see clearly that it is a person.

The platoon commander clapped his hands to the opposite side and signaled that the enemy troops on the other side were coming.

"Prepare for battle." The platoon commander loaded the MP5 bullet in his hand and opened the safe.

"Platoon commander, there seem to be a lot of them, there are about 3,000 Indian soldiers, and more than 500 British soldiers, and there seems to be some big man in the middle." Yang Xiaomao saw a group of British and Indian soldiers circling around a person, and his intuition told him that this must be a big fish.

The platoon commander snatched Yang Xiaomao's sniper rifle, lay on it and took a few glances at the situation on the other side, and found that it was really a big fish and a general. "Xiao Mao, you will only fight the officer later, and find an opportunity to do the person in the middle."

"Yes, platoon commander." Yang Xiaomao replied softly that the first criterion of snipers is to survive, and the second criterion is to attack valuable targets, so they always position their enemies as commanders.

Mike walked through the crowd, wiping the sweat from his face from time to time, occasionally turning his head to look at the situation behind him, and if it weren't for the enemy artillery chasing him behind him, he swore that it would definitely be the fastest run of his life.

"Damn artillerymen, finally don't rush us, let's rest for a while and walk slowly." Mike picked up the kettle and took a sip of water, then sat down on the floor to rest.

At this time, Mike's position was exactly in the ambush circle, with Indian soldiers in front of them opening the way, Indian soldiers pressing the formation behind, and British soldiers protecting Mike in the middle. An officer looked around at the terrain, then turned to Mike and said, "General, I don't think this place is very good, let's hurry up." ”

"What? Do you still think that group of monkeys from the Far East would dare to run to the territory of our British Empire and lay an ambush? Don't be nervous boys, they only dare to force us on their territory, and don't forget that this is the territory of the British Empire, and our fleet is waiting for us outside. Mike glanced at the officer and sat down on the ground as he slammed it.

As soon as his butt hit the ground, Mike felt something pass through his buttocks, it was cool, and it seemed to be a small steel ring on it. "Damn," Mike cursed, and was about to get up and sit in another place, but just as his ass left the ground, there was a loud bang.

At this time, Mike was covered in blood, and the lower and upper parts were only a layer of skin and a few centimeters of flesh at this time, Mike lay on the ground and couldn't help but hold his injured place and wail in pain, at this time he seemed to be unable to breathe in and out, with a frightened expression on his face, it seemed that he was a little reluctant, he had achieved the position of general, and originally thought that he could get the title of Earl of England after the end of this mission, but he didn't expect to be so unlucky.

Yes, the Supreme Commander of the British Army, Major General Mike, was really unlucky, the special forces planted infantry mines, sub-mother mines and manual mines under the position, etc., so many mines Mike did not sit but sat on the sub-mother mine, several small mines drilled into Mike's body, and the successive explosions made him unable to save a complete corpse in the end.

The two platoons of soldiers on the position looked at the upper lip and did not connect the lower lip, and the mouth was big enough to stuff a shell, they had thought of the death of the British supreme commander in many ways, but the only thing they did not expect was that he would be killed while sitting on the thunder. After this battle, this incident not only became the laughing stock of the world, but also became a shame for Britain.

At this time, there was no need for the two platoons on the high ground to continue to lurk, a hundred soldiers on both sides, eight fire dragons, twenty MP5 submachine guns, and sixty-four carbines.

Huang Xiaomao kept pulling the trigger, every time the bullet was discharged, it would take a person's life, Huang Xiaomao, who only dared to attack the prey, has now become a sniper who kills people without blinking, at first when he first came to the army, he still didn't dare to shoot at people, but under the guidance of the instructor, now he only treats the opposite side as his prey, keep a normal heart, this is the most important thing for a sniper.

The battle was long to end from the beginning, the enemy soldiers on the opposite side fell like wheat harvesting, and in just a few minutes thousands of people lay down below, some dead, some seriously wounded, lying on the ground and wailing, while the lightly wounded kept moving their positions, trying to find a position where the opponent could not hit them.

The British soldiers began to miss their homeland, constantly calling out for their mother, and their trembling hands forced them to throw away their rifles, to put their hands on top of their heads, and to pray to God that this damn war would end quickly.

A British officer who was not shot was the first to react, the other party is now condescending, and it seems that there are enemies on both sides, and he can only wait for death if he stays below, and the only way to survive is to first lay down a high ground, snatch their weapons, and then fight the enemy on the opposite side.

The British commander quickly assembled the Indian soldiers, who were supervised by a small group of British soldiers who had not yet lost their souls with guns. When the Indian soldier was in a dilemma, a slightly younger Indian soldier let out a roar, and even though he wanted to rush up with a rifle, he was just a few steps before a bullet passed a hole in his head.

'Bang' a gunshot, an Indian soldier who was in a daze felt as if he had been punched in his body, wanted to look down but found that he was unable to lower his head, his body slowly fell, until the moment he fell to the ground, he didn't know how he died, only knew that the bullet came from behind.

The British officer held his pistol in his hand, and there was green smoke emitting from the muzzle, signaling that he had just fired, and continued to point the pistol at the group of Indian soldiers, shouting: "go, go, go"

These Indian soldiers have long regarded themselves as a real British, but they don't know that the British are treating them like dogs, this gunshot did not awaken their consciousness of reading, but awakened their consciousness of being an orthodox British, for a time thousands of Indian soldiers let out a wolf-like roar, buried their heads and gritted their teeth, holding the steel gun they had just picked up from the ground in their hands and rushing up like crazy.

The fire dragon roared, and the muffled gunfire rang out for dozens of minutes, and when it stopped, the number of Indian soldiers on the ground could only be counted in single digits. And the British soldiers did not exceed three digits, and the British soldiers at this time were already frightened, and even took off their white underwear, wrapped around the barrel of the gun and swayed up and down.

Thus ended the first battle in Hong Kong, with 100 men against more than 3,500 men, only 12 of them were lightly wounded, and none of them were killed, while the other side suffered 3,000 dead and more than 400 seriously wounded, and the surviving Indian and British soldiers together were less than 100. And Mike, the supreme commander of the British army, was the most unclear senior general who died in this war.

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