Chapter 287: Blowing Up the Train

The Mahdi's rangers can be said to have brought out the essence of the guerrillas behind enemy lines to the extreme, and through their familiarity with the terrain, they entered the large rear of the British by stealthily infiltrating. Successfully found the enemy's railway line in the middle of the desert, and prepared to carry out the blast.

Originally, they thought it would be a difficult task, but the situation was completely unexpected. The logistics of the British reached an outrageous level, and since the Crimean War exposed many problems, the ensuing series of colonial wars were all rookies pecking at each other, and the results were miserable.

But this did not prevent the British from continuing to wage war, just as the elite of the 10,000 British troops stationed in Sudan were finally annihilated by a group of natives. Rigid tactics, combined with the mistakes of the commanders, caused heavy casualties among the British army.

Unaware of the impending danger, the rails were rolled onto explosives, and the black powder, buried deep under the sand, waited to burst out at the right moment.

And then it all went up in smoke.

Looking at the steel beast from far and near, everyone subconsciously clenched their palms, the next will be the most critical moment, before leaving, Napoleon had told Ahmet that they could only stop further expansion of the front after destroying the railway facilities of the British.

"Really?"

Looking at the approaching train, Ahmet ordered the soldiers to press the switch of the detonator without hesitation.

The explosion began.

Less than thirty meters from the train, a section of railroad track was completely blown away. Yellow sand mixed with iron was thrown high. The sand spread in all directions, like a torpedo bursting in a sea of yellow sand. At this time, the locomotive of the train broke away from the restriction of the rails, rushed directly out of the tracks, and the body began to show the tilt after the derailment, and then turned 180 degrees, directly smashed into the loess. The knock-on effect of the locomotive derailed everything, and the train that followed behind also rushed off the tracks, planting into the yellow sand along with all the supplies and ammunition.

The advancing war machine was stopped by the gunpowder, and the train car that had plunged headlong into the yellow sand collapsed next to the tracks, and the wounded soldiers were trying to climb out of the inside of the car.

Ahmed condescendingly watched the show, he was originally going to use the cavalry to carry out a surprise attack, but the disparity in numbers made him give up this idea, anyway, the ultimate goal has been achieved, and the British logistics supply may not be able to fully keep up in a short time.

"Let's go, it's time for the French show. It's none of our business anymore. ”

"But Leader, shouldn't we take the opportunity to plunder the supplies in the train? These things...... It's a pity not to leave it to the British. ”

The adjutant next to him glanced at the overturned train carriage with a look of regret in his eyes.

If these things can be moved back to Sudan, the pressure to resist the British army will be greatly reduced.

However, he received a negative answer from Ahmed, who shook his head firmly and said, "Evacuate, nothing is allowed to move." Hopefully, our attacks will help them in their war on the front lines...... Otherwise, it's a shame what is in this train. ”

Ahmed salivated over the supplies on the train, but he knew that now was not the time to linger, and that soon the British army would arrive, and there would be no chance of escape.

"Let's go, wait for the British to come up, you won't even have a chance to get out. Later from the French, we will get enough guns and ammunition, but not now. ”

Ahmed's command was given to all of them to obey unconditionally. They could only look at the scattered supplies with regret and hurriedly evacuated.

His assistant Abdullahi knew best what Ahmed was doing, and although he wanted to get enough guns and ammunition to drive the British out of their land, now was not the time to be reckless.

"We're going to be carrying out sabotage behind enemy lines near the railroad from Alexandria, so I hope everyone understands the importance of these covert operations. They were able to help the French defeat the British and expel the British invaders from our land. So I don't want to see any mistakes, you know? Our mission in covert operations is to destroy their transportation hubs and keep their supplies from reaching the front lines. With that done, the Sudanese warriors have completed their task. ”

Ahmed now only hoped that the British troops stationed in Sudan would not take any action, and that this time the mission behind enemy lines would be carried out by him himself, not to assure Cairo that he was a reliable ally. Won't make any stupid moves.

The whole Sultanate pinned their hopes on Napoleon, believing that this little man from France was an important ally of the Sultan and could help the Sultan on his way to independence and freedom.

At this time, far from the war-torn port of Alexandria, the Duke of Cambridge was preparing to meet his old friend, General Wolseley.

It's just that now he has completely lost his original arrogance, and looks at his old opponent with a depressed face. He didn't expect to lose so badly at all, sure enough, there was an informant of the Duke of Cambridge in his army, and it was impossible for the other party in charge to report the news on the battlefield to London in such a short time, let alone bypass this layer and directly report the mistakes in front to the Prime Minister.

"I know what you're thinking, but don't guess anymore. London has a variety of ways to get information on the front, including failures that you have deliberately concealed. Do you think Prime Minister Gladstone doesn't know? Everything that happened in Egypt could not escape his eyes. As for you, my dear friend. You will be court-martial for cowardice and cowardice, and your life will be over, Wolseley. ”

"To be beaten like this by the French is a real disgrace to our British army."

"Really? Do you know what will happen in the next moment? ”

Wolseley mocked the self-proclaimed clever Duke of Cambridge, do you really think those Frenchmen are as stupid as you? They were a group of strategists who were constantly looking for weaknesses in the British army.

He said disdainfully, "Duke of Cambridge, you will only lose even more." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the head of the quartermaster office walking over against the Duke of Cambridge with a blue face, and the other party seemed to be holding a piece of paper in his hand.

He nervously ran up to the Duke of Cambridge and glanced at his former boss, Walsley.

"Anything can be said directly, although Wolseley has been removed, he is still your former boss."

Hearing this, the quartermaster plucked up his courage, he handed the information to the Duke of Cambridge, and replied in a low voice, "General, something is wrong, there was a big explosion on our train transporting supplies...... All the supplies are now scattered in the desert, and ammunition cannot be delivered to the front line in time. ”

Hearing this, the Duke of Cambridge's face changed, while Wolseley, who was standing on the side, showed a strange smile.

"This is just the beginning......"