Just as Lin Youde had predicted, less than three weeks after the Arabs first made their request for a share of the oil, the Arabs were in action in Baghdad.

Although Vale took some precautions on Lim Youde's orders, it was clear that the head of the front had underestimated the strength of the Arab sheikhs in Baghdad, and although the city's institutions had strengthened their defenses, Vale's guards were quickly annihilated in the face of the tribal forces that far outnumbered the Arab stragglers in Basra.

After destroying Vale's institutions in the city, the Arabs massacred surrendered Vale employees – apparently emulating the Ottoman Turks who had ruled them, and of course, the hatred ignited by the Chinese's expulsion of Arabs on both sides of the former Shatt.

It may be that the British Empire had greeted the Arabs in advance to stop touching the Europeans, and the whites of Vale's employees were spared, but many of these whites were pan-humanists, and the actions of the Arabs were immediately classified by them as ******, so they did everything they could to quietly record the "atrocities" of the Arabs, preparing to "reveal the truth to the civilized world."

Lin Youde did not deliberately instruct these people to do this, all the actions were spontaneous, and it can only be said that Lin Youde's brainwashing propaganda began to bear fruit.

In Lin Youde's original time and space, the Western world used the same method to forcibly promote the so-called universal values to the whole world. And now, Lin Youde is ahead of Westerners and occupies the commanding heights of universal values.

The Arabs also attacked the newly built airfield in Vale Valley, outside Baghdad, but the airfield was significantly better defended than inside the city, with a heavily armed production and construction division attached to it, and the Arab cavalry charge was scattered, although they still occupied part of the runway.

The fierce fighting lasted from day to night, and as a result, after nightfall, the production and construction troops beat away most of the Arabs who were suffering from night blindness because of good nutrition.

The next day, the Arabs tried to continue the attack, but they happened to run into a group of planes flying from Basra to drop supplies to the garrison, and the Arabs, who had no such thing as anti-aircraft guns, were choked enough, and the pilots of the "Agricultural" flight team even drove the Junkers 1 to a low altitude and asked the crew members to open the hatch and shoot at the outside with submachine guns. Leaving aside the effect, the loud noise made by the ugly three-engine Junkers 1 flying close to the ground scared the uninformed Arab miscellaneous soldiers enough.

Even the Ottoman Empire had never suppressed the Arabs in such a way, and Vale was an eye-opener for the Arabs.

After the initial Arab attack was broken, the garrison held out for two days, and in order to defend against the Arab attack, they fought to build fortifications. At the same time, Chinese who were doing business or farming in the vicinity also arrived here one after another, and some white people who believed in panhumanism also rushed to join the war. But the Arabs also seem to have been discouraged, knowing that continuing to challenge the colonizers armed with modern weapons with their poor equipment would only increase their own casualties.

Two days later, the first reinforcements drove up.

At the same time as the fierce fighting near Baghdad, the Arabs attacked almost all the military farms arranged along the river, and in most places the Arabs were dared to run, but there were still two military farms that were attacked by the more powerful Arab tribes and suffered heavy losses.

The heaviest fighting took place at the reclamation farm of the 21st Army Reclamation Division at the confluence of the Tigris and Euphrates rivers. Vale had originally been run as a fortress and was very well defended, but because of this, the commander of this division was paralyzed, and on the first night of the Arab uprising, the division was attacked by the Arabs at night, and the original Ottoman Arab army participated in the attack, and after the collapse of the Ottoman Empire, it turned to the Arab sheikhs and princes who occupied Baghdad (these soldiers were originally under the command of these Ottoman chiefs). These troops are the only Arab tribes who are generally living in dire straits, and have a relatively strong ability to fight at night.

The 21st Army Reclamation Division, which had been attacked by surprise, was caught off guard, and the senior officers in the division were still having dinner when it was attacked, and almost no one could get to the combat post after the battle began, and the whole scene was chaotic.

The battle continued until the evening of the next day.

**

When he heard the gunshot, He Lao Liu had just dressed and was about to go out to change the guard.

As soon as the gun went off, he immediately realized what was happening, and one of the favorite things to do in the northeast was a night raid. He Lao Liu immediately picked up the rifle and slammed the barrel against the bracket of the iron bed.

"The enemy is coming at night! If you don't want to die, hurry up! ”

As soon as He Lao Liu finished speaking, the platoon commander kicked open the door and rushed in, knocking on the basin with a bang: "The enemy is coming to attack at night, if you don't want to die, hurry up!" ”

After these two times, all the people in the room woke up rubbing their eyes, and the platoon commander pointed sharply at He Laoliu, who was the only one standing: "You lead the team, and immediately enter the predetermined position!" Arabs have turbans and long beards, and when they see something like theirs, they open fire and don't care so much. ”

"Good!" After He Laoliu nodded, the platoon leader rushed to the next dormitory.

He Lao Liu began to kick the ass of the slow-moving young man one by one: "The enemy has been killed, if you don't want to die, get up for me quickly!" ”

After tossing for five or six minutes, He Lao Liu finally ran out of the dormitory with sleepy-eyed recruits carrying guns, and at this time the gunshots were already crackling like firecrackers.

He Lao Liu glanced at the other dormitories and found that the veterans were already heading towards their intended positions. So he urged the recruits to march towards the predetermined position, but after a few steps, several people jumped out in front of him, shouting "The outer wall is lost, we are finished", and ran towards this side.

He Lao Liu knocked the one running in front to the ground with a single shot.

"Running away is a capital offense!" He shouted, "Who dares to run back again!" ”

Although He Laoliu was not an officer, the cruel Yingzhou War of Independence taught him that if the army organization collapsed on the battlefield, the consequences would often be catastrophic, and then life and death would already be up to him, purely depending on luck. If you maintain the degree of organization, you can also fight for the right to survive.

The deserters were shocked by He Laoliu's decisiveness, and they all stopped, and He Laoliu put down his gun when he saw this: "Come back with me to take the position, it's still a man, let's go!" ”

Then He Lao Liu took a slightly more team and continued to advance towards the predetermined defensive position.

As he was walking, he heard the sound of horses' hooves.

There were so many horses' hooves, it was obviously not the cavalry of the reclamation division, the Arab cavalry had entered the stronghold!

"Hide in the house, they won't be able to cut you as long as you lie down against the house! If you can't shoot a gun on a horse on such a dark night, don't be afraid! ”

As he spoke, He Lao Liu took the lead in shrinking to the corner of the wall and half-kneeling, raising his gun in the direction from which the sound of horses' hooves came from—it was a road leading to the entrance and exit of the stronghold.

Soon, a team of horses from the Arabs appeared.

Chinese soldiers hiding on both sides of the road leaning against buildings opened fire.

"Don't worry about aiming, shoot first and put pressure on the enemy!" He Lao Liu continued to share his experience on the battlefield, "It doesn't matter if you can't hit, the enemy is also a human being, and they will be weak when bullets fly everywhere." ”

At this moment the Arab cavalry, who had led the way, was defeated, and his horse raised its front hooves in alarm, and then fell sideways.

A horse leaped up from behind, past the body of the unfortunate man in front of him, only to be knocked off his horse again, his legs caught in the stirrups, and the horse dragged him through the scattered Chinese soldiers, and disappeared into the night at the other end of the road.

Immediately afterwards, the Arab horse team rushed past He Lao Liu.

He Lao Liu tightened his body and pressed his height as close to the wall as he could, and several soldiers behind him followed his example.

However, the number of Arab cavalry was not large, and it was all over at once. He Lao Liu immediately raised his gun and fired another shot at the enemy's back, this shot felt very good, and directly hit the back of the last horseman, and the Arab threw himself forward on the horse, and the turban on his head fell to the ground somehow.

"Anyone is hurt?"

"The second dog was slashed with a knife!" Someone answered.

"Anything else?"

No one spoke anymore, and He Lao Liu waved his hand: "Let's go!" It seems that the city wall will not be able to go, we will go to the place where there is the sound of machine guns, these turbans have no machine guns! ”

With that, he stood up first, looked back to confirm that the past cavalry did not come back, and then led the team to run towards the nearest machine-gun fire.

**

When the sun had climbed to the zenith, He Lao Liu finally had time to rest, and the gunfire around him was still ringing like firecrackers, but there was no trace of Arabs on He Lao Liu's position for the time being.

He turned his head to look at the heavy, who had blisters on both hands - his secondary shooter had died in the battle, and he had no time to put on his gloves before he had time to change the red barrel with his hand, and that was what happened.

"Bandage your hands well, kid." He Laoliu said.

As a result, the machine gunner shook his head: "My hand seems to have been glued to the handle of the gun, and I don't dare to tear it off forcefully, for fear of pain." ”

He Lao Liuyi grabbed the machine gunner's hand and ripped it off with a single force.

The Heavy let out a scream, and he looked down at his bloody palm, screaming even harder.

"Go bandage! Later, the Arabs will come up and count on your machine guns! ”

After the Heavy left, He Lao Liu looked up at the sky.

"Damn, why hasn't the plane come yet!"

At dawn in the morning, a large group of planes flew through the sky, and He Lao Liu and the others were still cheering in the rain of bullets, but the group of planes ignored the bottom and flew away.

Now He Laoliu understands the platoon commander's feelings for the plane.

I don't know if the platoon commander is still alive now, anyway, the young people who came out of the dormitory with He Lao Liu last night are probably two or three left.

At this time, someone on the battlefield suddenly shouted: "Look at the river!" There are boats! ”

He Lao Liu hurriedly looked at the river, and sure enough, he saw that the steamboat was smoking and driving this way, at this time the young men on the position began to cheer, and in the cheers, the steamboat fired outside the city, and he didn't know what it was bombing.

The sound of the cannon made the cheers even louder.

At this time, He Lao Liu suddenly saw a figure flashing in the ruins of the house in the distance, and he shouted: "The enemy is here again!" Get ready for battle! ”

The next moment, the fierce gunfire echoed in this blood-stained position.