The Anglo-Dutch troops, who withdrew in panic, frantically withdrew from the mountainsides on both sides of the road, and rushed towards the road down the mountain as if they were dying.

The dense rain of bullets chased them, and the trees and flowers along the way were torn apart by bullets, and the trees that one person hugged were also easily torn apart under the rain of powerful and terrifying bullets.

The frenzied fire lasted for three minutes, and the Anglo-Dutch troops, who had no time to escape, lay in the dirt with their heads clutched in fear.

Under such a frenzied attack, it is difficult for even a modern, armed army to carry out an effective counterattack without support.

The British and Dutch, who had never seen such terrible firepower, most of them were frightened, and the dense sound of machine guns seemed to be still ringing in their ears, and most of them were scared, which was not ridiculous, and in this case, there were still few people who could remain calm.

At this time, even though the gunfire had stopped, all the Anglo-Dutch soldiers still did not dare to show their heads.

At the foot of the mountain, at the edge of the mountain road, Major General Jerryl of the British Army, holding his hands with binoculars, couldn't help but tremble. Shake.

"Why do they have so many heavy machine guns, why are there iron mesh, why are they ......"

The major general, who lost his temper, muttered indignantly, and there was no one around him who could answer his questions.

When they set off, everyone thought that this was a very easy task, but when the machine guns rang out, everyone was horrified to find that the enemy's dense machine guns were pouring like a torrential rain, and from the sound, it could be determined that the number of enemy machine guns was much more than that of the coalition forces.

The soldiers who survived fell to the side of the road one by one, their faces were pale, and the weapons in their hands had long been thrown without knowing where they had been thrown.

Throwing off his armor and looking embarrassed.

The high-ranking officers on the side stepped forward one after another to punch and kick and curse angrily, and the soldiers who threw away their weapons on the battlefield could not cry out for injustice when they were shot.

However, too many people threw away their weapons, even the "elite" British Army, which was not much better than the Dutch mud legs.

The terrifying power and firepower of the heavy machine guns were still deeply imprinted in their minds at this moment, and the roars and scolding of the officers could not make them stand upright, and they were all still in a state of numb claws.

Seeing the state of his soldiers, Major General Jerrill immediately stopped all the officers' angry scolding and ordered: "Retreat first." ”

Soldiers who can't even hold their weapons can't expect these soldiers to go to the battlefield, and now they can only retire and regroup, otherwise when the enemy comes, there is no need to fight, and these soldiers who have lost their courage in front of them are afraid that they have already knelt down and raised their hands before they see the enemy.

"But General, there are still many of our soldiers on the mountain." A colonel reminded Jerill at his side: "The enemy fire is so terrible that many of our soldiers cannot retreat down the hill. ”

"Take these people to the rear right away." Jerrill further clarified the order.

These soldiers, who had lost their courage to fight, were immediately taken to the back of the mountain road.

"Is there a way for the artillery to attack the enemy in the mountains?" Jerrill asked the commander of the artillery regiment beside him.

"Report to the general, the terrain here is not capable of deploying artillery at all, and even if the artillery is deployed, it will not be able to attack the enemy on the top of the mountain." The artillery commander shook his head and said helplessly.

The British artillery of this period was a direct-fire cannon, and the height of the parabolic ammunition was extremely limited, so you didn't have to think about hitting the top of the mountain from the foot of the mountain.

At the same time, on the top of the hill, the Red Guard Regiment was also observing the movements of the Anglo-Dutch forces below.

"Why don't these British cattle come up?"

"It's really not interesting, is this the strength of the British Army?"

"The British Army of this period, that is, at this level, the army that has not been baptized by World War I, is all scum."

"Hehe, barbed wire, trenches and machine guns, one battalion can fight several divisions."

"The German Army has to take a break when it comes, not to mention the British and Dutch, at most, they are bullying the aborigines of the colonies, or other small countries."

"These Britons don't want to retreat!"

"That's not interesting, I still want to show my strength, otherwise this time, there will be no drama and singing."

"We were unlucky, thinking that as soon as we came out, we would scare Japan, but the result was that we came here to drill the forest, and the opponent was still a weak chicken."

……

A group of bored Red Guard soldiers, whispering and talking, originally thought that this would be a more exciting battle, how to say that the more than 40,000 soldiers of the Anglo-Dutch coalition army could also resist stubbornly.

But who knows, just one round of attacks will make the enemy lose his soul, and the sky is dawning, and these British people will not dare to go up the mountain.

It was not possible to break the fire points on both sides of the mountain road, and the British simply could not pass here.

"Battalion commander, do you want to counterattack?" At the command post at the top of the mountain, the battalion staff officer asked the battalion commander.

"No need, let the brothers all take care of their energy, the division reconnaissance company has already captured two batches of heralds, the British Far East Fleet has been completely wiped out, and the British government is hurriedly contacting the coalition forces below, but you can't let them escape." The battalion commander shook his head and said.

The British government already knew the news of the destruction of the Far Eastern Fleet, and this was the British as informed by the Americans.

The British government was already in a mess, and it was also in a hurry to contact the invading Anglo-Dutch forces, but the groups of heralds had just crossed the border and had already been intercepted.

"Jingle Bell"

The phone at the command post of the battalion headquarters rang, and the battalion staff officer immediately picked up the phone, and after a while, he hung up the phone and reported to the battalion commander: "Battalion commander, there is an order from the division headquarters to let us cooperate with the artillery regiment to carry out a counterattack, and the artillery regiment will launch an artillery bombardment of the enemy in ten minutes." ”

"It looks like we're going to have to do it quickly." The battalion commander said.

"According to my estimates, this is to make us occupy the LinkedIn colony, and as long as the Anglo-Dutch forces below are eliminated, Borneo will have no military power that can stop us." The battalion staff officer also said.

"I thought it didn't mean much, but now it seems that eliminating the group of rats below is just the beginning." The battalion commander smiled and said.

"But I think, I'm afraid it's Borneo, and the commander also has to consider the international influence, otherwise, we can take the initiative from the beginning, and we don't need to wait for the British to invade before we do it." The battalion staff officer said.

"Then let our people act quickly, take out the momentum of the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and let the British cowards take a good look at what is the charm of men in war." The battalion commander said very domineeringly.

The order was immediately conveyed to the ears of every soldier, and everyone began to grind their fists.

The more powerful the enemy, the more excited the Red Guard soldiers are, and the expansion of the territory can also make all the Red Police soldiers scream.

If you add the commander's order, then all the Red Alert soldiers will be even more crazy.