Dhaka.

Two o'clock in the morning is the time of sleep, and the whole city is quiet.

In front of the Governor's Palace in Dhaka, two sentries leaned back, supporting their bodies with Enfister rifles and dozing off with their eyes closed. Maybe it's because the prestige of the empire on which the sun never sets, or maybe it's the pride and self-confidence, the low walls don't alert the sentinels, but they feel that no one dares to sneak up on them even if they close their eyes and snore, so they don't care that behind them is the heart of East Bengal.

Two hunter assaulters with crossbows crawled forward using the cover of the building, behind them were densely packed with soldiers of the North Korean battalion already in place. Compared with the Indian soldiers, these short but capable and flexible Korean soldiers reassured Luo Wenhu that at least their lives were linked to the Republic of China, and if the Republic of China was finished, North Korea would collapse immediately.

Luo Wenhu did not care about the North Korean battalion behind, and the hunter's task was to attack the fortification and open the gap. So when the assault man was in place, he immediately pulled the bolt of the automatic rifle and beckoned his partners to walk back to back to back towards the castle wall in pairs.

Fearing that the bullets would be exposed, Hanyang specially manufactured a batch of H37 automatic rifles using Japanese 6.5mm Tomozaka bullets and handed them to hunters. Compared with the 6.8mm bullet that continued to be modified according to Yang Qiu's opinion, the Tomosaka bullet is comparable in recoil, but the lethality is worse. Fortunately, the positioning of the automatic rifle is originally to form a firepower advantage at medium and close ranges, so the gap is not obvious compared to the original H37 automatic rifle.

"One group of frontal, two groups of blasting, three groups storming the stairs, four groups of guardhouses, five groups of underground warehouses, and the rest of me on the rooftop." After a few sounds that seemed to be pressed in his throat, the assaulter took the lead. At the same time that the crossbow arrow easily pierced the sentry's throat, the two of them immediately jumped out of the flanks to cover the fallen body, and the palms of their hands pressed their mouths and stabbed them again with daggers.

Seeing the sentry of the solution, the assaulter whistled, and more than twenty hunters rushed out of the darkness, first two of them quickly ran to the wall with guns on their backs, their four hands overlapped, and the comrades behind them ran two steps, and then stepped on the hand ladder and jumped over the wall with the help of a vertical leap. In less than a moment, the hunter team had already crossed the wall, and Chandra and the others who watched it had a chill down their backs, and secretly said that if they were attacked by such a force, they would really be unable to prevent it.

Perhaps it was never expected that anyone would venture to attack the Governor's Palace, so the hunter could not see any vigilance force when he climbed over the wall, not even a watchdog. By the time they opened the iron gate to let the North Korean battalion enter, the second group had already stuffed blasters.

"Spread out! Bang. ”

No one knew what was going on, the deafening explosion woke the whole city from its sleep, and Mr. Alford, the Governor of East Bengal from Fort County, was so shocked that he rolled straight out of bed, and when he hit the ground, he didn't even understand what was going on, and shouted: "Guard, guard." ”

Alford, who had a white belly, shouted to the guards while wearing his nightgown, but he didn't expect that not only did he not get the expected answer, but instead he heard a rapid burst of gunfire coming from downstairs.

The hunters took the lead, and the firepower of the fully automatic rifles was so powerful that they swept down several figures who rushed out to see the situation in an instant. At the same time, the hunters deliberately shouted loudly in Arabic, and the sound was heard throughout the castle amid the piercing sound of gunfire.

The loud Arabic made Alford grit his teeth angrily, thinking it was the Muslim League guerrillas, but the sound of the clattering strafing made him tremble with machine guns?!

The castle was in utter disarray, with soldiers and staff mercilessly strangled wherever they came, and even the occasional stubborn resistance was quickly suppressed by automatic rifles, followed by a rain of grenades. For Alford and the British troops stationed in Dhaka, the night was an absolute nightmare! This heartland, which controls the whole of East Bengal, controls the world jute trade, and can bring back tens of millions of tax revenues to the British Empire every year, has been killed and wounded all over the country.

The clouds rolled up, and countless people walked out of their homes to look at the blazing Governor's Mansion Castle in a dark daze. Indian patrols and British patrols from all over the city arrived, and shouts and whistles rang out from the British barracks on the shores of Lake Crescent. But it was too late, and before the sporadic patrols could get close to the castle, they were attacked by the North Korean battalions and the Indo-Asian Liberation Army.

Luo Wenhu was the fastest, rushing up the stairs like flying, and soon rushed to the castle platform. As soon as he stepped through the door, two clusters of bullets swept at his feet, and in the distance, Alford and a few fast-moving British soldiers were putting ropes, stubbornly trying to escape. Although the Lienfister rifle was the fastest rifle in the world, it was still much worse than the automatic rifle, rolling on the spot and pinning the British soldiers into the corner with two shots. As the hunters behind rushed to the platform, the battle was soon over.

Alford, who was hiding next to him, was already frightened, and when he saw that all these "enemies" wrapped in black cloth could easily kill all the guards, he suddenly knelt on the ground with his crotch wet and shouted: "Don't kill me, I can give you all the money, money, a lot of money." ”

The bullet casings landed next to Alford's head with gunsmoke, and Luo Wenhu put away his gun and swept it coldly

Behind the eye: "Hurry up, time is running out." The soldiers of the Indian and North Korean battalions who followed were shocked by this decisive method of killing, and they did not know that the dense forests of Siberia were a hundred times more cruel than here.

Four 75-mm field guns, which were supposed to be used to defend against the enemy, were concentrated behind the battlements in the north corridor, and when the hunters stuffed the shells, Luo Wenhu also raised his binoculars.

Perhaps he never expected that the fortified castle of the Governor's Mansion would fall so quickly, so the lights were not turned off in the military camp of Crescent Lake in the distance, and a group of Gurkha mercenaries were lining up under the scolding of the British ** officer. "Gurkha infantry." This obvious target made Luo Wenhu smile contemptuously and wave his arm fiercely.

"Boom."

Four 75-mm field guns opened fire fiercely, and the lights provided the best coordinates for the shells. Fireballs rose and shrapnel flew sideways, and a powerful shock wave shook the two British officers who were discussing countermeasures. The British were clearly stunned by the shelling, and many of the soldiers did not even know what was going on. It wasn't until more and more shells fell that I realized that the shelling was coming from the castle, and I was immediately frightened.

The gates of the camp were blown up, the machine-gun fort was torn off, the truck that was hit exploded, and more than a dozen Gurkha soldiers were blown to pieces. Under the heavy artillery fire, the British army finally lost its rules completely, and took advantage of the chaos Park Eun-sung personally led the North Korean soldiers into the barracks.

The British army was completely stunned by this group of "partisans" armed with submachine guns, and before they could recover from the sudden shelling, they were killed and crushed.

The submachine guns brought into full play the fearless side of the Korean soldiers, and often a few people dared to form a firepower to charge the dense British troops, so that several British officers even thought they were Japanese, and actually shouted in Japanese to surrender. When such a scene appeared repeatedly, Chandra's head who was watching the battle had begun to sweat, but Luo Wenhu, who was watching the battle with him, secretly glanced at it, put down the binoculars, and his tone was always cold: "General, the rest is up to you." ”

After saying that, he didn't even wait for an answer, and took the soldiers to the basement to check the rich loot.

The stubborn resistance of the heroic Gurkha infantry had no effect, and in less than an hour more than 800 British soldiers were killed and wounded, and the rest hurriedly raised their hands and surrendered. Park Eun-sung gathered the prisoners together and began to inspect the trophies, which was enough to arm a regiment of weapons and ammunition to make him smile from ear to ear, especially a dozen trucks that gave the North Korean battalion the ability to maneuver.

At gunpoint, the British prisoners hung their heads and acted as porters, and when all the supplies and ammunition were loaded onto the trucks, dozens of submachine guns were quietly raised.

The ruthlessness in the barracks seems to have spread to the outside as well, and this night's Dhaka is chaotic! Under Chandra's strict order, more than 2,000 Indian and Asian Liberation Army that had been dormant for a long time were all dispatched, and the gunfire and explosions ignited all the resentment and anger buried in the heart, and as the battle at Crescent Lake ended, Park Eun-sung also took the initiative to send his own soldiers, causing the entire city to fall into a frenzy.

More and more unrelated people were involved, and ruffians and mobs rose up to smash and loot in the night. HSBC, the East Bengal Company, Citibank, etc., whether British property or not, guarded or not, as long as almost all the shops related to the exploitation of colonization were looted, and hundreds of colonists and innocents were killed. In order to make meritorious contributions, these North Korean soldiers were silent and silent, often blowing up the target with bombs, sweeping them to death when they saw resistance, and smashing the vaults of one bank after another with the most violent methods, even the ships at the dock.

And those Indian soldiers who trembled in the face of bullets shocked the hunters, who were as timid as rats when fighting the colonial army, robbed, murdered and set fire to the North Korean camp more quickly than the North Korean battalion, and every time they met a woman, they were even more vicious, and many people even threw themselves at the next woman before they even put on their pants.

The cry was swept up by the wind and drifted in all directions.

On February 21, 1931, when the eyes of the world were drawn to the Saudi crisis, the big *oss pinched their fingers and counted when the war would start. In that year, the bridgehead of the British invasion of India, the jute capital of the world, Dhaka, rioted! According to later statistics, 1,317 British colonial government personnel and soldiers were killed, more than 500 family members were killed or wounded, more than 3,000 houses and warehouses were burned down, and direct economic losses exceeded 20 million pounds, including several tons of gold, silver, and various precious stones looted from the Governor's Palace and various banks.

When the British troops arrived from Calcutta on the third day, the reporters were completely stunned by the corpses and blood all over the ground, especially the hundreds of charred corpses in the Crescent Lake barracks, which deeply irritated the British colonial government. But before the Indian Governor gave the order to pursue and suppress, Calcutta, which had been depleted of troops due to support Dhaka, was attacked again, although a destroyer tried to resist, but it still caused unimaginable damage to the most prosperous city in eastern India, and even the warehouse of the Kolkata Grain and Oil Company, the largest British company, was captured, and more than 2,000 tons of grain and ships that were originally going to be shipped back to China were burned!

India is a sensation, Asia is shaken, and the whole world is shaken! (To be continued)