June 41 must be over before sunset tomorrow!

London, April 13. 【 I want: super fast update 】

Unlike the famous Admiralty in Whitehall, which is crowded with reporters every day, the British Army Department is sparsely populated, and the guards still change their guards on time every day, their eyes are vigilant, but they see almost a few familiar faces.

Jeffrey Moon stood at the mouth of the Army Department with a pen and notepad, he was a reporter for The Times and one of the few reporters who had covered the Army for a long time since the war began, and although he also loved the Navy and knew that the Navy was the life of Britain, he liked the foot soldiers who relied on their feet to win for their country little by little.

Britain had never taken the Army seriously, and many people realized that if Field Marshal Kitchener had not raised such a large army despite the opposition before the war, Britain might have lost the war.

The navy, which had consumed too many resources, had not been able to open up the situation for a long time, except for the first few battles of the war, and almost all the bad news came back after that, especially after the Chinese Empire entered the war, the Pacific Ocean was gone, the Indian Ocean was also being attacked, and even the Atlantic Ocean was bombarded by others.

If it weren't for the Army's desperate occupation of Saint-Miyère and Verdun at this moment, perhaps Germany would have drunk the European continent and could declare the war over.

Marshal Kitchener was right when he said that the Army was the key to the war!

So here he is today, because he got a message from the battle of Mesopotamia, Lieutenant General Allenby has surrounded Kuwait, and hundreds of thousands of troops are constantly charging.

Many people did not understand the importance of the Mesopotamian campaign, and even felt that troops should not be wasted in that kind of place, but that troops should be withdrawn and concentrated in northern France.

But Moon knew very well that the relationship between the Mesopotamian campaign was too great, especially Kuwait, he was the forward position of the arsonist in the Far East, if the nail was allowed to grow, then the wolf-like Chinese army would sooner or later enter the European continent, so only by taking Kuwait, cutting off the Baghdad railway, which was said to be open to traffic soon, and completely cutting off the communication channel between the Chinese Empire and Europe, then the Entente could continue to separate the two powerful fists of the Central Powers, as long as they were not merged, there was a chance to break each one.

In the distance, the long queue waiting to receive food stretches from the street corner with no end in sight, the once prosperous and affluent London has needed to distribute supplies according to demand, the smell of milk tea in the air has not been smelled for a long time, and the leisurely afternoon tea disappears from the streets, everyone must do their best for the country.

Workers were no longer paid, schools were closed, countless factories and even village workshops were all required to produce military supplies, and even piano factories were covered with airplane wings.

How long will this continue?

No one knows, but Moon knows that if Kuwait can't be cut off this time, the good old days will never come.

Several sedans appeared at the entrance of the military department, and when the familiar figure appeared in sight, Moon rushed almost reflexively, and although the guards took the block, he had already shouted: "Marshal Kitchener, can you tell me about the battle of Mesopotamia?" Has Kuwait been attacked, it is said that there are only 15,000 Chinese there, how long will it take for us to get news of victory? ”

The hurried and continuous words made Marshal Kitchener slightly stunned, and when he saw that it was the familiar Moon, he nodded to him: "You are very well-informed. ”

"Yes, I've always cared about the Army." Moon hurriedly patted the sycophants, which was a small means to get smell.

Marshal Kitchener stopped, glanced at the reporters surrounding him, and waved: "Lieutenant General Allenby is leading hundreds of thousands of heroic soldiers to fight bloodily, and now we have semi-surrounded Kuwait, Ahvaz has been captured, and the troops are attacking from two directions, Abadan, and Sefaniyah, perhaps ......." He looked at the scorching sun above his head and curled the corners of his mouth: "Tomorrow morning, Kuwait will be ours!" ”

Big news!

The reporters recorded Marshal Kitchener's words, but Moon frowned and asked again: "Marshal, forgive me, as far as I know, the Ottoman Army is rushing to Ahvaz and Basra in a frenzy, and we really ....... ”

"Really, don't doubt it!"

Field Marshal Kitchener interrupted Moon and said heavily: "Lieutenant General Allenby is a good commander I have ever met, he has set up a defensive line to block the Ottoman army, and this morning I have ordered an Egyptian cavalry division stationed in the Sinai Peninsula to attack Jerusalem to go to Sephanier, and they will let the Chinese understand that it does not belong to them!" ”

After Marshal Kitchener finished speaking, he turned his head and walked towards the military headquarters, Moon also waved his fist quickly, he admired Marshal Kitchener's vision, but he didn't expect that he had already arranged a third army after General Allenby's two armies.

Cavalry division, that's a full 1300000 cavalry!

Moon turned to leave, and he had even thought of the headline and was about to go back to the newspaper office to send back the momentous news, but he did not see that in the long corridor of the military headquarters, Field Marshal Kitchener was stung in the eye by a telegram as he was about to arrive at his office.

"This can't be?!" Field Marshal Kitchener opened his mouth and grabbed the staff officer who came to report: "Whose intelligence is this?" ”

"It's Lawrence, he saw it with his own eyes, four hours ago, their striker had already passed through Riyadh!"

"God, are they flying?!"

"Boom......."

A shell fell in front of the machine gun bunker, and the smoke and dust carried countless sand and stones fell on the head and face, and in an instant this small bunker seemed to be buried, and from a distance, only the figure under the sand could only be seen writhing in pain.

"Lei Dabao!"

"Cover me!"

The eyes of the commander of the third company turned red in an instant, he pointed at the enemy in the distance and shouted, suddenly gritted his teeth and rushed out of the room, and dense bullets splashed from under his feet, but he couldn't care about so much, and the machine gun was the hope of the third company's stronghold.

"Dabao." While shouting, the company commander picked up the sand with his bare hands, and a big head suddenly sprang out from under the "sand pile" in a few clicks, the steel helmet fell obliquely to the side, and a pair of red eyes scanned the surroundings blankly.

"Is this Hell or Yama?" Lei Dabao's head was a little dizzy, his ears were full of buzzing after the explosion, and when he saw the company commander, he couldn't help but ask: "Company commander, you are also glorious!" ”

"Whew!"

"You're glorious, and you won't be glorified when you're old!" The commander of the third company couldn't cry or laugh, grabbed the steel helmet and put it on Lei Dabao's head, and felt that he had to teach him a lesson in this little curse, so he slapped the steel helmet fiercely and shouted: "Is there anything wrong?" If it's okay, get up and keep fighting! ”

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Lei Dabao stuck out his tongue, picked up the machine gun from under the sand, and after patting the barrel of the gun hard and pouring out the fine sand inside, his red eyes once again locked on a few Cossack cavalrymen who rushed in.

"Sudden ......" a few times, and when they were about to charge along the road opened up by the shells, these Cossack cavalrymen did not expect to see that they had already wiped out the machine gun positions and were still not destroyed, and they were immediately torn to pieces by bullets when they were caught off guard.

"Well played!" The company commander slapped Lei Dabao on the back fiercely, took the sapper shovel from the soldiers who came from behind, and within a few strokes, the sandbag bunker was once again strong.

"Company commander, the second squad, the second squad can't hold it!"

At this moment, the soldier pointed sharply to a private house on the right and shouted, only to see dozens of fierce Gurkhas, who had already rushed to the small building defended by the second squad, although several people were knocked down in a row, but the whirling saber still cut the throats of the two soldiers.

"Mom!"

Seeing his soldiers fall with blood gushing out, the company commander's eyes were red, and he suddenly pulled out his bayonet and stuck it at the muzzle, shouting: "Assault squad, follow me!" ”

Lei Dabao twisted the machine gun and aimed it at the outside of the small building for a fierce sweep, and when the few people who were about to enter the building were broken to pieces, the company commander and the assault squad had already rushed downstairs.

"It's damn!" The company commander held his bayonet and stabbed it hard at a Gurkha vest that was caught off guard, and before this guy could shout, he pulled it out again and turned to a guy with a knife next to him.

With a bang, the fierce and bright Gurkha infantry knife smashed through the cold and shining three-edged bayonet, this Gurkha soldier sneered and slid the blade down the butt of the gun, and when he was about to cut off the opponent's hand, the grim smile on his face froze in an instant, only to see that the Chinese officer who rushed in actually sent the gun into his arms, and then took out a dagger with his backhand like a trick, and stabbed him into the chest from the bottom to the top.

Big hands stir hard!

The blood stained the palm of his hand along the hilt of the knife, and the commander of the third company pushed away the Gurkha infantry with wide-eyed eyes, grabbed his gun and sneered: "Damn, tell you, this is called Chinese kung fu!" ”

"Phew!"

When a mouthful of bloody sputum spat on the opponent's face, the company commander looked up and saw that the remaining few Gurkha infantry had been chopped and chopped up by the assault squad soldiers, and the corpses and blood were sprinkled all over ......the second squad position. ”

"Company commander!"

Before he could finish speaking, the soldier shouted again, only to see hundreds of Indian soldiers outside the window who were wrapped their heads in the fence rushing up, and as they were about to submerge the small building in Abadan leading to the riverside bridge, there was a violent clicking sound outside the door.

"Reinforcements are coming?" One of the soldiers threw a grenade and immediately turned his head to look.

I saw that on the other side of the bridge, a 3 Cheetah tank rushed towards with a roar, one, two, three ......, ten tanks and five Wildcat armored vehicles tore several Indian soldiers to pieces in an instant, and the Indian soldiers who had just screamed immediately fled in confusion.

"How can it be so, it's an armored battalion directly under the division!" After the company commander finished speaking, he seemed to feel that it was not enough to boost morale, and shouted: "Don't worry, as long as you hold for two more days, when our reinforcements arrive, I will take you to pinch out the egg yolks of these turtles!"

Before the laughter of the soldiers had yet to drift away, a buzz in the sky attracted everyone's attention, and when they looked up, everyone's faces became solemn again, only to see the naval dragon wings who had just arrived for two days roaring past and rushing towards Ahvaz in the distance.

Everyone's bowels are going to be torn.

Abadan fought hard, but he had prepared in advance, the defensive line was well arranged, and now he had the support of the armored battalion, but Ahvaz .......

The thought of the unknown life and death of each soldier made every warrior's heart flutter.

"Ahvash, can you still hold on?"

No one knew, but the Dragonwings still didn't hesitate to lower the nose of the plane, passing low over Ahvash, dropping bombs one bomb after another.

"Chinese planes!"

"Damn it, Pierce, machine gun, lift the machine gun."

Several British soldiers shouted and prepared to fire Lewis machine guns into the air, but before they could climb to the top of the building, a bomb hit the exact location.

"Boom......."

In the telescope, the bomb accurately penetrated the small building, and then the whole building swelled up like a balloon, and in an instant a huge cloud of gunpowder smoke rose into the air, and dozens of British soldiers around were thrown away by the air wave without even shouting.

Immediately afterward, the plane that killed the soldier seemed to be not enjoyable, and it whizzed over the heads of the charging British soldiers at a low altitude, and the machine guns on both sides of the wing spat out long tongues of fire, and countless soldiers who had no time to dodge were torn off by bullets.

One after the other, bomb drop, and then whistle and strafe, their height almost grazing the treetops, and the dragon wing emblem under the wings had become a nightmare for the soldiers, each passing bullet would bring two lines of death in the sand.

Lieutenant General Allenby in the distance gritted his teeth, judging from the intensity of firepower, the opponent who was compressed in the southwest corner of Ahvaz was obviously less than a thousand people, but he managed to block his 50,000 infantry, plus these suddenly appeared planes continued to bomb and support, and they completely blocked the main infantry led by themselves!

His face darkened at the thought of nearly 8,000 casualties, but he couldn't come up with any good solution, these planes were obviously very orderly, and from the time the sun rose, wave after wave almost did not stop to support the war zone, and the powerful bombs caused heavy losses to themselves.

On the street in the distance, several small nomad tanks cracked their shells, and black smoke was still emitting from them, this is the tank unit invested in the early hours of the morning, it is too dangerous to use tanks on narrow and unturnable streets, 10 tanks not only did not complete the assault, but many were destroyed, if it were not for the timely protection and evacuation of the infantry, using the streets and houses to cover and hide, maybe the rest would have been blown up by the raging planes.

Looking at the wreckage of the tank, Alan pulled open his collar violently, gritted his teeth and said, "Cole, get the tank ready!" ”

"General, where is the terrain not suitable for tanks, the streets are too narrow You are a little surprised, last night I tested the tank and the results were not successful, why use it again?

Allenby looked at the slanting sunset, and his heart was holding his breath.

He had no idea how dangerous it was to throw slow tanks into narrow and dense streets with the enemy still artillery, but now there was no choice.

The speed of the Chinese troops who landed from the port of Salalah was astonishing, and they ran more than 900 kilometers in two days! Not only has they controlled the Riyadh railway station, but they are also continuing to storm at this speed, so that they can arrive in Kuwait tomorrow afternoon and come here the day after tomorrow!

Abadan has already begun, and the 30,000 Cossack cavalry and the 30,000 infantry who have crossed the river are attacking non-stop, but the other side is obviously prepared there, and if he continues to spend here and cannot go south, I am afraid that taking Kuwait will be in vain.

The Chinese army must be stopped!

"Cole, order Sefanier's troops to stop the offensive and all go on the defensive." Allenby unbuckled, his eyes were already bloodshot: "Let all the cavalry divisions from Egypt rush there to defend, and stop them no matter what." ”

"Tell everyone that we must arrive in Abadan before sunset tomorrow!"

"A must!"

RO！ ~！