In the afternoon, the British's artillery finally rang out.

Amid the roar of artillery, the British launched an unprecedented onslaught from the front and on both flanks. The British changed their previous caution and forced the Indians in front of them to charge with their rifles.

As far as the eye can see, the entire battlefield is almost entirely occupied by the British and Indians, who launched an attack on all fronts.

However, no one knows where their main direction of attack is.

"Perhaps, any point will become their main direction of attack."

In the low bunker of the division headquarters, with the sound of artillery bombardment in front, bursts of shaking were heard, shaking off the mud and sand on the roofs. At this time, the so-called division command center was the most dangerous, and Zhuge Sheng chose to come to the command bunker not far from the front line.

There are still too few men and horses in one division, can the second division withstand it? If it can't be stopped, then, the British can choose any place for the entire defense line as a breakthrough, and tens of thousands of troops rush in, and the second division, which has only more than 10,000 people, is very difficult to block.

It is not that the British broke through the defense line of the 2nd Division and meant the defeat of the battle, perhaps the Southwestern Army and Political Axe will organize a second or even a third line of defense. With only the poor army of the British, Zhuge Sheng can already meet that if he loses, the war will also be won, but he will become the first defeated general of the Southwest Army.

In the battle of nearly a week, although the Second Division achieved nearly 5,000 enemy annihilation, most of the casualties were borne by the Indians, and the brilliant results allowed the British to escape the war of attrition, and did not change the British attack on all fronts at this moment.

"Zhuge , what's the matter, are you still thinking about the problem of fighting?"

A familiar voice came, Zhuge Sheng was shocked, the pen in his hand had fallen on the table, and he looked up and said in surprise: "Chairman, at this time, how can you come to the front line, quickly, come quickly, and send the chairman to the rear." ”

"No, since I'm here, I'm here specifically to cheer for the second division."

With the convergence of information from all sides, Zhang Shusheng was not so much here to wait for the defeat of the Second Division, but to witness the glory of the Second Division. This is because, as long as the Second Division can hold out until the last moment, the victory will definitely be in the southwest, and it will be more positive for the combat effectiveness of the officers and men of the Second Division.

"Chairman, the soldiers are in danger, even if the second division is defeated, the victory is ours, but if anything happens to the chairman, ......" Zhuge Sheng was still not at ease, and the preparation was really not good, so he personally sent the chairman back to the rear. Compared with Zhang Shusheng's life and death, a victory or defeat is a trivial matter.

"Zhuge is too careful, am I an unreasonable person? This time I'm here to bring you good news. Zhang Shusheng pulled out a chair and sat down, took the information from the combat staff officer next to him, and handed it to Zhuge Sheng, "Look at it, tomorrow morning, the Third Division will arrive at the scheduled combat area, and tomorrow evening, the main force of the First Division will also begin to detour behind enemy lines, and at dawn the day after tomorrow at the latest, we will be able to launch this Jedi counteroffensive." The British, will not escape. ”

Zhuge Sheng was ecstatic in his heart, in this way, even if he failed, the British would only have one day to live at most. The arrival of the two main combat divisions will directly come to catch turtles in the urn.

However, after looking at the information, he was a little puzzled, "Chairman, ahem, let's call you commander." Commander-in-chief, if the 3rd Division participates in the battle to encircle the British as planned, will this division of the French, the 3rd Division of the Garrison, be able to hold back? ”

Zhang Shusheng said with a smile: "Don't worry, you have to believe in the combat effectiveness of the brother troops." Moreover, the 3rd Garrison Division and the 4th Garrison Division of Guangxi will take part in the battle to annihilate the French. The proud Gallic chickens had left behind their proud two artillery regiments and other baggage troops, and later tomorrow the Fourth Division of the Garrison Division, which had set out from Guangxi, would laugh at their artillery regiments. ”

"That's great!!" Zhuge Sheng happily slapped his thigh, but unexpectedly, a shell exploded not far from the bunker, causing the entire bunker to shake violently. "Ahem, ahem...... Commander-in-Chief, are you alright? Damn the British, damn the cannons! ”

"Ahem, it's okay, let's go, I'll go to the observation post of the bunker with you to take a look, the British artillery will not be arrogant soon."

As soon as the cannon rang out, after ten minutes of artillery preparation, the British infantry had already followed the first wave of heavy artillery, which had removed a large number of heavy machine guns, and advanced to the front of the position of the second division, where it was in full bloom, and the surviving heavy machine gun pillboxes, the light machine guns of the squad and platoon troops, roared again.

The soldiers, who had escaped the catastrophe in the gun pit, also ran out again and aimed their rifles at the British more than two hundred meters away.

"Artillery, artillery, enemy position No. 5 calls for artillery support!!" The British signal corps, hiding behind the low slopes, called for fire support from the only heavy artillery regiment and the surviving mountain artillery.

However, the sound of the cannons strangely and gradually stopped.

“oh。 **。 What is that!!! ”

The sound of 10 H-1 bombers and three Jian-1 fighters flying at low altitude finally drowned out the remnants of the roar of artillery, and between the firing of artillery, the British finally saw the dozen or so head-numbing fighters above the treetops.

It was not yet dark, and in the face of these completely unfamiliar planes, the British seemed to see the aerial bombs inside through the cabin.

"Lois, there's nothing to worry about, maybe our air force doesn't have to say it either." A British artillery sergeant patted the frightened sergeant next to him and signaled him not to worry: "You know, how unfortunate my predecessors were, they always had to deal with the countless planes of the Germans, but we were lucky, because the poor Chinese couldn't even afford a rifle, let alone an airplane......"

“**you!!” The sergeant was directly furious, and it was too late to even curse, because the so-called air force of his own people in the sergeant's mouth was flying from the direction of China. And, as far as they spoke, they had already dropped bombs like hailstones. In the line of sight, a fighter plane has begun to dive, and the direction is its own side.

"Da Da Da!! ……”

There was a violent sound of aviation machine gun fire, and two tongues of fire drilled out of the belly of the diving fighters, and there was no pause at all, and a long line of large-caliber aviation machine gun shells strafed towards this small position of two guns. Bullets hit the barrels, the tails of the guns, and even the soldiers...... Except for the sergeant who first found the fighter plane by luck and threw himself into a bush and rolled down to escape, the dozen or so British soldiers at the location of the two cannons were instantly swept away by the diving fighter like a target. ** The collision with steel and gunpowder, even the so-called excellent soldiers of the Immortal Empire were swept in two, or a large hole that almost knocked out the entire chest.

Death comes in an instant.

Rumble...... Rumble...... Rumble...... As the fighters lowered their altitude and swooped down to strafe and confirmed that there were no anti-aircraft machine guns or antiaircraft guns, the bombers came to the scene and immediately set off a burst of dense explosions, and the H-1 bombers, which had a bomb load of more than one ton, dropped the bombs in the cabin in a desperate manner, and the 150-kilogram aerial bombs were a large area as soon as they were fired, and the British artillery units were constantly pulled out.

In the violent explosion, the British had nowhere to hide, and the detonation of artillery positions caused by aerial bombs played this British perdition repertoire.

"Number 03, there are survivors below you."

"Roger! Got it! This time, Li Xianghong, the air force's operation captain, shouted in the action channel, and the No. 03 fighter that had just climbed suddenly rolled down on one side to reduce its altitude, turned and dived, and then aimed its aviation machine gun at the artillery position just now. The surviving artillery positions were again plowed by large-caliber aviation machine guns, and the few surviving British soldiers hiding in the depression were also directly torn apart by large-caliber bullets.

The aggressor, at last, tried the most drastic counterattack of the invaded object.

After the deadly bombing of the British artillery regiment, the bombers and fighters did not let go of those British artillery, after the nose was pulled and the height was slightly raised, the fighters took the lead in tracking the fleeing British, and the two legs could not outrun the fighters that burned aviation kerosene, and the aviation machine guns under the belly and on the wings of the fighters were like ploughing, and three long 12.7mm large-caliber aviation machine gun bullets pulled from head to tail swept down the fleeing British.

The British artillerymen, who had been arrogant and domineering and were frantically firing at the Chinese positions a few minutes ago, were now swept away by the Grim Reaper, wielding a deadly scythe.

It's a pity that their God turned a blind eye, not that God was too incompetent, but that the Grim Reaper at this time was too terrifying. With unexpectedly advanced fighters, sufficient training, enough ammunition, and Zhang Shusheng's personal orders, the poor British artillery was strafed like ducks, or was directly blown into the sky by aerial bombs, waving their hands and feet, and one by one they were torn into many pieces and thrown into the sky...... "Damn, why did the artillery stop??? ”

Major General Knox was at the front line and was observing with satisfaction the offensive along the entire line.

After their own thorough preparations, the Chinese are clearly at a disadvantage. The front-line bunkers they had held for several days had been uprooted by the heavy artillery regiment, and a fatal gap was being used by the Chinese to block the attack of their own army.

Although the heavy artillery shells of the Chinese also fell on the British or Indians intensively, setting off a storm of death, the British and Indians without trenches and cover, even more casualties.

However, war is meant to kill people, and General Knox doesn't care about casualties anymore. At that time, as long as the number of the [***] squadron on the opposite side is properly described as "accurate", he will still be a wise general who conquered part of China after World War I, and will go down in history.

The army can be brought in from the rear, but the victory must be taken by oneself in one fell swoop.

"Report to the general, the heavy artillery regiment was bombed by aircraft of unknown forces and suffered heavy losses. Lieutenant Colonel Simmons, the commander of the artillery regiment, was killed on the spot, suspected to be a Chinese plane......"

However, a sudden report chilled General Knox's whole body.

Chinese, there are planes...... And the number of aircraft that was enough to destroy the artillery regiment.

Only five minutes later, General Knox and other unknown British officers and soldiers saw the advanced weapons of the Chinese.

A barbarian people in their eyes, but they fly warplanes that are on a par with the most advanced aircraft in service in their country, to bomb this group of God's people, the gentlemen of the British king!!

After receiving the order from the previous commander, the more than a dozen fighters returning home rushed to the Mengmao town defense line after cleaning up the British heavy artillery regiment.

A dozen or so fighters are not too many, and it is true that placing them on the offensive firing line of several kilometers wide by the British cannot completely turn the situation around, but it can focus on suppressing the offensive momentum of the British.

"Yu Cheng, where are the machine gunners in your squad dead, fight Lao Tzu!!" Dai Anlan was riding a 22-year-old light machine gun, when he suddenly heard the heavy machine gun in the distance being dumb, and the enemy was already rushing to within 100 meters, and without the blocking of the heavy machine gun, it was difficult to prevent these British and Indians who rushed up like they were completely dead.

With the knowledge and practical combat experience he learned from the military academy, Dai Anlan knew that as long as the heavy machine guns were reasonably arranged and there were enough of them, let alone dozens of people and hundreds of people, no matter how many rushed up they were, it would be a pile of rotten meat in front of the heavy machine gun position. The British, the French, the Germans, almost all of them proved that the heavy machine gun was the king on the battlefield.

"Fuck, company commander, the machine gun is finished!"

Yu Cheng crawled out of the trench with a bloody face, feeling that his ear holes were full of blood, and he didn't hear what Dai Anlan was shouting clearly, but took the initiative to call himself company commander.

Just now, the British actually used recoilless guns to carry out a close-range attack on the heavy machine gun team, and the explosion even injured Yu Cheng not far away, and a large piece of flesh on his arm was cut off.

Yu Cheng gritted his teeth, saw the company commander glance in his direction, knew that he had a clear understanding of the situation of the heavy machine gun position, and did not wait for others to bandage it, he took out a clean gauze from the combat bag on his waist, and shook off the new hemostatic medicine issued by the Southwest Army. Tie yourself up neatly.

Just now he saw that the health workers of the company headquarters had already blocked them with guns, and the local peasants who had come to support them spontaneously were suspected of not having enough manpower to carry away the seriously injured people, and they had all dealt with the minor injuries themselves.

After a simple bandage, Yu Cheng took out two grenades from the ammunition holes in the trench wall, bit off one of the safes, and threw the grenades out suddenly.

"Quick, quick. It's all blocked by Lao Tzu, and no one is allowed to retreat. ”

Tie Sanqian grabbed a drum and inserted it into the light machine gun, waving his arm and shouting, this section of the defense line is next to the defense line of Dai Anlan's battalion, and the low-density troop allocation is completely insufficient, and both sides are using people to fill it. Tie Sanqian was when he needed it most, and he led the guards to block it.

"Communicator, hurry up to the division headquarters for Lao Tzu, let the instructor be ready to send a reserve team at any time, fuck, if you do this again, you won't be able to hold it!"

The crazy British and Indians seem to feel that they have lost face by being blocked by the Chinese for a few days, or because General Knox gave the order to die, the attack is very fatal, one falls, and the people behind actually rush up without looking.

At this moment, Dai Anlan seemed to hear a different sound, looked up, and saw that in the evening sky, more than a dozen black shadows flew from a distance, and then they got closer, and it was actually a fighter plane from the southwest.

"The Air Force, is our Air Force !!"

Dai Anlan knew that the time had come to boost morale, and he waved his arms loudly and shouted, "Brothers, our air force is coming, everyone block it, we will definitely be able to hold it!! ”

Most of the soldiers of the Second Division of the Garrison Division had never seen Air Force fighters participate in battle, and they didn't even know what the use of this kind of thing that could fly and be called an airplane was.

However, there are still many people who know the power of the fighters, and many grassroots officers are already cheering loudly. Fighters came, bringing hope.

Soon, the soldiers of the Southwestern Army understood what the word fighter meant, and they also understood what the fighter meant to the Southwest.

I saw that the fighters, first a few of them were more dexterous and began to dive over, and the lowered nose seemed to be willing to rush to the ground in a puff of air.

However, the fighter plane flew horizontally at a low altitude, under the belly and under the wings, and the aviation machine guns finally vented the remaining bullets on the dense British and Indians.

The British and Indians, who were originally menacing, only had time to turn back, and saw a fighter plane flying almost close to their scalps passing overhead, and then lowered their heads, and they already found that they didn't know when, ** separated into several pieces.

"Boom!!"

The 150-kilogram aerial bomb, although it fell from a medium and high altitude, was not bad at all, and the bomb exploded on a large offensive front of the British on a large scale, and the effect of the bomb was almost the same everywhere.

In order to win the defense line in one fell swoop, Knox took a full-line attack, but instead prepared too many dead ghosts for this bombardment that was not of high intensity.

All just because, not that he did not believe, but never considered, the Chinese would still have planes.

After a short bombardment, the originally good offensive momentum was quickly reversed, all because Zhuge Sheng immediately issued an order for the reserve to counterattack the British with low intensity at the moment the plane appeared.

When the general reserves of the two battalions rushed to the line, the British, who had just landed on the first line of defense with potholes, were driven down without standing on their feet.

It's not that they don't do their best, but the follow-up troops behind, frightened by the Chinese's air force and bombing, are no longer able to support the front line.

"Order the law enforcement team, stop the retreat of the troops, organize the offensive again, we need the results of the battle on both flanks." General Knox woke up from his fainting and gave the right order as soon as possible.

Although the frontal attack was frustrated, the Chinese were already at the end of their strong crossbows, and although the opponent's high-powered artillery, dense heavy machine guns and the sudden appearance of the air force made the balance of war tilt in favor of the Chinese again due to the number of people, as long as the two wings broke through, or even chaos, the front would still become an unstoppable breakthrough. Because, the frontal line of defense is too wide, and there are enough troops on their own.

At the headquarters of the Second Division, Zhang Shusheng put down his binoculars with a smile, it was almost dark, and if the last expectations of the British were disappointed, the battle would be postponed until tomorrow.

Although the training of the 2nd Division of the Garrison Division was not necessarily the best, the number of heavy machine guns must have been quite large, and almost all of them were supplemented to the first line of practical use, and it was difficult for the British to launch another night raid. Even if you rush to within 100 meters, you can't deal with your own dense heavy machine guns.

"Actually, my bet is that the British should not attack at the greatest risk. They are always expecting, fighting, and maybe it can end tomorrow! This is the biggest mistake of the British. ”

For the combat effectiveness of the British, Zhang Shusheng still recognizes. At least this British native division is quite combat-effective, but they have always had a very bad habit of not fighting bad battles. On the battlefield of World War I, they had long been accustomed to digging trenches and procrastinating, changing their offensive plans again and again, always believing that the battle would definitely be in the next plan, and that they would definitely make a breakthrough tomorrow.

If the British choose to launch a desperate attack again at this time, the only option for the 2nd Division is to try not to retreat, and the retreat is certain. Although this is very unfavorable to the total annihilation operation in the future, Zhang Shusheng is also unwilling to stubbornly cling to the gains and losses of a trench. Of course, in fact, the first line of trenches had already been lost once after the mass destruction of the heavy machine-gun fortresses, only to be snatched back by the 2nd Division.

Moreover, without so many heavy machine gun forts, no new artillery exhibitors, no well-trained soldiers of the original militia regiment and veterans of Yunnan and Guizhou, no trenches dug out after years of training, no reinforcement from the air force, no cheap light machine guns and mortar equipment, it would have been a dream for a division to hold the line of defense of this trench system.

During this period, the British did not try to outflank them in a roundabout way, but the attacking troops were always stopped by a mysterious force. It's like going to a battalion, it's the same with going to a regiment, piecemeal, and before they can run to a roundabout position, the British [***] officer who led the team decisively ordered a retreat.

"Report to the commander-in-chief, the Royal Gurle regiment of the British, who are attacking in the mountains on the left flank, have retreated."

One was covered in blood, and even had a striking wound on his face, who was He An who was not the Dragon's Tooth Special Forces Brigade.

"How's the battle going?"

Zhang Shusheng didn't watch the second division being consumed little by little, the special forces were specially brought by him and specially prepared for the British. Originally, the special forces could never be used for positional consumption, but fortunately, the battle was carried out in the evening, and the Dragon Tooth Special Forces and the Tiger Special Forces were like fish in water, and the left flank of the complex terrain was extremely tightly defended.

"The Gurkhas infiltrated with small forces, trying to rely on their combat skills to wipe it off and pull out a nail in a section of the defensive line. As a result, the scattered Gurkha units, on the contrary, were targeted by our special forces. The losses were heavy, and the commander of the opposing side seemed to be afraid that the losses would be too great, and he was actually frightened away. ”

The situation of the battle is certainly not as simple as Ho An said. He also knew that if it weren't for the fact that other troops were too late to support the Second Division, the commander-in-chief would not have mobilized the most elite special forces.

However, even if he doesn't have a word, the special forces are also soldiers, as long as they are fighting places, they will die well.

"Good, good performance." Zhang Shusheng affirmed, personally picked up the freshly brewed tea, and handed it to the captain.

"Commander-in-Chief, when will Operation Plan No. 2 take place?" He An respectfully took the tea and asked with some urgency.

The second battle plan was to have the special forces disguise themselves as Burmese and take advantage of the chaos to pull out the command of the British.

Zhang Shusheng pondered for a long time, and finally decided: "Let's postpone the No. 2 operation plan, the appearance of the air force combat detachment will be a great blow to the British, and on the last day, we only need to drag them, no matter how many Britons there are, they will all become prisoners." ”

He didn't plan to risk this most elite force, in front of the equally powerful [***] team, the British were no longer invincible and unstoppable, Zhang Shusheng was very sure of this.

"Yes!!"

Perhaps, after making one mistake after another, the last mistake made by the British was to choose to wait for the French.

As a result, the French did not wait, but at dawn on the third day, two elite Chinese divisions came, as well as Chinese fighters, which had expanded to 30 units.

With 30 fighters as the pioneer, the Chinese even sent a battalion of 28 Tiger-1 light tanks. In the face of this kind of light and medium tank of the same class, which is also equipped with their own domestic armored forces, the British seem helpless.

The only recoilless guns will soon be consumed, and more recoilless guns, and even anti-tank guns, will become captured materials for the Chinese when they supply the base.

During this long-distance attack, the tank battalion even had 13 tanks lying on the road, and only these 28 tanks reached Mengmao Town.

However, this was enough, and although the Tiger-1 light tank was classified as a light tank, it could be called a medium tank in the West, and it was almost easy to break through the defensive line in the face of the British who had already been frightened and in the face of the high-level European-style trenches they had dug.

When urgent information came from all directions, when there seemed to be more and more planes in the sky, when artillery of various calibers fired vertically and horizontally at the temporary positions of the British, when General Knox saw the tanks in his field of vision in the distance like clowns over the shallow trenches, when he saw that the infantry following behind the tanks were actually equipped with a large number of submachine guns that only the most elite army divisions in the country would be equipped with, when he saw inexplicable fire snakes swishing in from a distance...... General Knox finally decided that he should go one step sooner, so that perhaps he would become a hero in the mouths of politicians. And once you become a captive, then you will be ruined.

As for surrender? Of course, the surrender should be left to the deputy division commander he hates the most, and only such an insidious and filthy villain is worthy of the title of coward.

"No, General, you must not die, we will definitely win."

The deputy division commander, who had just given the order to surrender, turned around and walked into the command headquarters and saw that General Knox was about to commit suicide, so he hurriedly rushed over and snatched the pistol, smashing the old immortal gentleman with a fist.

"**You, damn it, if you die, I will become the scapegoat that the Chinese often say." Dear general, what you should do now is to get a good night's sleep and surrender to the Chinese! ”

For some reason, instead of hating the Chinese, the deputy division commander who had done everything felt relaxed, perhaps, to escape from the battlefield forever, and to escape from this damn old man Knox, it was also his luck. What you should do is to surrender to the Chinese with the most devotion to them, not to provoke them and let yourself go to God.

Listening to the shouts and the trumpets of the charge that were getting closer and closer, the deputy division commander, Colonel Reeves, took out a cigarette case, took out a cigarette, sniffed it, lit it with a lighter, and took a comfortable puff: "Chinese cigarettes are amazing!" In the whole of England, only a true gentleman can afford to draw. The damned war is finally over, and what a surprise this ancient nation will give to those damned politicians. It's really exciting. ”

Fee.