Chapter 164: Colombo Street Fighting
Not a dense mass of machine-gun bullets and shells, covering the fire of four buildings, an infantry company and a fire platoon, could not completely suppress the British defenses.
But the sound of gunfire made the frightened British soldiers dare not shoot their heads, because there were very terrible gunners on the opposite side, and the guns were aimed at the head.
On the opposite side of the street, more than 20 Red Police soldiers were divided into four groups and rushed into these four small buildings, Lu Xiao, as the company commander, did not stay behind to command this time, because he would be the attack vanguard of the entire Marine Regiment and tear through the British defense of this block.
This time, the attack is no longer about killing and injuring the enemy's living forces, but mainly about capturing and controlling.
The most important thing is that Lu Xiao himself likes to fight on the front line, and he was the first to rush through the street, quickly flipped over on his side, and flexibly rolled over from the blown open window into the first floor of the building.
Inside the house, two British soldiers who were hiding behind the sofa hurriedly shot at the black shadow, probably too panicked, and the gunshots that rang out almost at the same time all passed over Lu Xiao's head, rolling down in a crouching posture, raising two shots, and the two British soldiers who had just shot were already dead and fell to the ground before they had time to dodge.
The dilapidated sofa, riddled with bullet holes, and inside the house, more than a dozen corpses have been laid, the result of a round of fighting.
The soldiers in the back rushed in one after another, and skillfully alternated cover, rushing up the stairs leading to the second floor.
Lu Xiao did not follow the soldiers upstairs, but waved towards the street opposite behind him, and a large group of soldiers rushed over from the opposite side of the street.
One of the communication soldiers with the radio on his back immediately ran to Lu Xiao's side, and Lu Xiao quickly grabbed the radio communicator and shouted: "The seal calls the shark." ”
"Shark received, please speak."
"The seals have arrived at their intended attack positions, please cover Area 271 with artillery fire."
On the sea four thousand meters away, on the cruiser No. 247, the communications officer of the war intelligence center immediately replied: "Roger, the shelling will begin in a minute." ”
The fire control commander immediately ordered the artillery fire to be prepared, and all the shelling coordinates in Sri Lanka were numbered, and every soldier was familiar with the area number, so that he could avoid the shelling and call for artillery support.
On the cruiser, the guns, which had only rested for half an hour, raised their barrels again, and a minute later, the shelling began on time.
The whistling heavy artillery shells fell densely on the target street, and the civilians in many sheltering houses in the city hugged each other in fear again.
The British in Area 271, having replenished an infantry battalion, wanted to organize another counteroffensive, but the dense shells had already fallen, exploded in smoke, and covered several nearby streets.
Several dilapidated buildings were hit by shells in the crumbling ground, and the explosion broke the last support of the houses, and in the smoke of gunpowder, the houses suddenly sank, and the dust accompanied by the smoke of gunpowder, and several British soldiers who took refuge inside did not know whether they were killed or crushed to death.
The rumbling artillery fire came quickly and ended not slowly, but when the surviving British soldiers shook off the dust and straightened their steel helmets, they saw the enemy who had attacked in front of them.
A British soldier hiding in the corner of the ruins, hurriedly aimed at the enemy who was attacking along the street, quickly pulled the trigger, he clearly saw the enemy being shot and fell to the ground, but before he could pull the bolt again, a bullet pierced his helmet.
Another British soldier on the side, without having time to think about it, quickly crawled over, grabbed his rifle, pulled the bolt and quickly aimed it at the street, a soldier wearing a red cross armband, was first aiding the wounded who had just been hit.
Lu Xiao, who was about to pull the trigger and rush in from the side, fired a shot at the British soldier's back, and fired the pistol bullet at close range, easily penetrating the soldier's reserve and shooting through the heart.
On the street, the medical staff quickly exploded the wounded soldier, carrying a single frame behind him, lifting the soldier who was shot in the abdomen to the rear, and on the sea, a comprehensive medical ship, with perfect equipment to provide timely treatment for the wounded.
The British soldiers on the street also fought back from the rubble of the explosion, and gunfire rang out.
Especially behind the large crumbling wreckage of the houses across the street, the half-collapsed houses were surrounded by scattered building fragments, and the British soldiers who took refuge here carefully hid behind the wreckage and shot back.
The attacking soldiers had to stop, hide on both sides of the street, and fire at the British soldiers at a distance of several tens of meters.
However, this situation lasted less than three minutes, a mortar support group advanced in time, and in the rear of the rocky concealment, sixty mortars were quickly erected, and the moment the shell slid into the barrel, the fuse at the end of the shell touched the firing pin of the mortar base, and the excited shell whistled down on the British position.
The explosion dusted the ruins again, and the shells landed right next to a British soldier lying behind the ruins, and the mortar exploded right next to his waist, almost tearing his body apart, flipping out of his body, and dragging his intestines to the ground.
The broken body fell on the side of a colonial soldier not far away, and the British soldier, who had not completely lost his breath, stared at the colonial soldier who had turned pale on the side with wide eyes, stretched out his arm and tried to grab him, and his mouth under the smoke of gunpowder kept gushing blood blisters, as if to say, help me!
However, the arm that had just been stretched out immediately hung down weakly, the sparkle in his eyes dissipated, and his lips did not move.
This colonial soldier was already wet with a large patch of his pants, and one of the hands holding the rifle was trembling. In the midst of the trembling, the other hand trembled and reached over to help the dead British soldier stuff the intestines back into his stomach, but the stomach that had been blown up, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't put all the intestines back.
For this, he even threw away the rifle in his hand, and soon his hands were covered in blood.
He didn't care about the continuous explosions on the side, until the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against his head, and the somewhat swarthy colonial soldier raised his head and trembled. Shaking said, "Can you help him put things back?" Not only will he not be able to rest in peace. ”
Lu Xiao, who was standing in front of him, slowly moved the pistol, showed a mouthful of big white teeth at him, and said with a smile: "No problem." ”
Hearing this, he didn't care about his hands full of blood, and said in thanks: "Thank you,"