William. Robinson can be said to be a relatively declining man, at the age of 55, when he was close to retirement, he was transferred from the Caribbean to Hong Kong by the British Colonial Department to serve as the 11th Governor-General.

It was not easy to recover from these unfortunate events, and the plague was epidemic again in the land under his rule. Even when it comes to retirement, William. Robinson's luck did not improve, and he became the first governor of Hong Kong to be named after him after leaving office, and it is speculated that this is due to the fact that the fifth governor is also surnamed Robinson, and there is really no one else who is unlucky.

Of course, William in this plane. Robinson is afraid that he will only be more unlucky, but he is afraid that if he is not careful, more first names will fall on his head, well, and all of them are some of the first ones that have nothing to do with good things.

"Your Excellency the Governor, I can't get in touch with the garrison headquarters by phone." The assistant reported to Robinson that he was unable to relay his orders downward.

"Then contact someone from the Central Police Department and ask them to relay my order." Robinson said.

Although it was a few years since the advent of the corded telephone, the frequency of failure of this kind of machine was still very high, so that Robinson's first reaction when he heard the news was that there was a fault on the operator's side of the telephone office, not that someone had choked the communication on his side.

"Your Excellency, we have no way to get in touch with the Central Police Department, in fact, our telephone has lost contact with the telephone operator." The assistant said.

Has the riots spread to the telephone office? It's impossible, the American sailors are all trapped on the dock by us, and I have already sent troops to guard the telephone office, so how about those Chinese who are fishing in troubled waters can take the telegraph office that is in danger to defend? Even if they cut the exposed and visible telephone lines, wouldn't there be a backup line buried in the ground?

Robinson, who had never been trained in special tactics, did not know the tactics of this kind of warfare, and if he were to become a high-ranking official in the 21st century, he would have to be transferred to an alternate office immediately.

After receiving the "Causeway Bay" password issued by the command center of the green paint area, Bridge immediately sent people to cooperate with the peripheral personnel of the military intelligence department to conduct a surprise attack on the telephone station.

Robinson sent nearly a platoon of British soldiers to the telephone office, armed with a Maxim heavy machine gun, and these soldiers relied on the thick brick walls of the telephone office to build strong fortifications, and it was said that it would be difficult to break through their line from the front without heavy weapons.

However, the few people who were ordered to destroy the telephone office did not even think of going through the main gate. After the S-Team snipers shoot a sentry in a dead end, the assault team uses a grappling hook to climb over the wall and enter the inside of the telephone office.

When gunshots rang out from the building, the British soldiers had to leave the fortifications built against the walls and sandbags, and enter the telegraph office with rifles in hand. S's assault squad conducts CQB operations.

After entering the room, not to mention the bulky and limited shooting angle of the Makqin became an ornament, and even the long bolt-action rifle in the hands of the British soldiers became a burden.

And those who flipped into the telephone office. The S commandos had already changed to MP5, which was more suitable for face-to-face firefights, and the Brit was beaten out of the face as soon as he took a picture.

Stable and continuous fire output, flexible and easy to adjust the length of the gun body, these CQB combat firearms are essential points, and the rifles in the hands of British soldiers in Hong Kong are not touched.

In the narrow indoor combat environment, the excessively long gun body not only stumbles and affects the shooter to quickly adjust the direction of shooting, but the most important thing is that the excessively long gun body often exposes the shooter's position in advance at the corner.

However, the tragic situation of British soldiers being unilaterally trained was caused by the huge difference in CQB techniques and tactics between the two warring parties.

Having said that, in this era, which soldier you change to come up, in this environment, they will also be abused by the rough embryos, to put it mildly, even the agents under Huo Daxia who have specially trained CQB operations can also be beaten by the so-called strong armies in the West in this era.

Extremely close firefights, life and death are in an instant, relying on the kind of muscle memory created by training day after day, novices and those old cats who play around the corner every day to meet their love to play CQB is pure giving heads.

The British commander outside the telephone office building heard some incomprehensible passwords coming from the room, and some short, successive gunshots, maybe two or maybe three dull explosions, and then there was no more, and all the soldiers he had sent in had gone and never returned.

However, the telephone office is a place of salvation, not only the telephone lines of Hong Kong have to be exchanged here, but even the cables of the telegraph are gathered here and then lead to the four directions, if they are lost here, they can only play fast horses and pass books like those pigtailed soldiers of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

"Sir, let's call for reinforcements!" A British soldier suggested to Second Lieutenant Rice, who was in charge of the defense of the telephone office.

Ensign Les could only shake his head at his suggestion, he had carefully inspected the internal facilities of the telephone bureau, the interior of the building was divided into independent rooms, and a large number of machines were stored, so in such a combat environment, even if you called for more reinforcements, it would be useless, how many people could be squeezed into the room? How many more suitable shooting positions are there?

Besides, people are here to cut off your connection with the outside world, so why don't they want to occupy this place for a long time, and leave after setting fire, and still stupidly wait for you to call for reinforcements?

In the end, after leaving some of the soldiers behind to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the opportunity to assault the telephone office from the front, he himself carried a revolver and led a few soldiers into the devouring building.

As soon as he stepped inside, Second Lieutenant Rice saw several corpses scattered all over the place, all of which were soldiers in his own uniforms.

The soldiers who were killed were all shot head-on, and basically a few bloody holes were carved out of the vital places, which was completely a bloody scene that was powerless.

In fact, the revolver in Lieutenant Rice's hand was the most suitable weapon for this kind of combat environment, but there was no such thing as being a soldier, and it was still a soldier with a long rifle at the forefront.

Ensign Rice saw the leading soldier holding a rifle and pointing at a forty-five degree angle to the ground, tiptoeing closer to the room with the words "machine room".

Apparently the soldier was aware that the long barrel of the gun would reveal his position around the corner, but just as he could raise the muzzle of the gun before he could raise the muzzle of the gun in front of the door, a string of short barrels came from the room, and the soldier fell to the ground.

Before Les could give orders to the other soldiers, a black cylindrical row object was thrown out of the room.

It was followed by a dazzling glare and a deafening explosion, and just as his eyes were too stinging to open, he felt the buzzing in his ears mixed with someone shouting in English, "Throw away the weapon!" Voice.

Suddenly losing his sight and most of his hearing, Ensign Rice struggled to even balance his body, let alone fight back, and surrender was not an unforgivable thing in white culture, so he immediately dropped the revolver in his hand.

Second Lieutenant Rice was lucky enough to break into the telephone office at this time. Team S has already completed the planting of explosives, and the rough embryo preparing to evacuate this place for the next mission needs an officer who is aware of the deployment of nearby British troops, otherwise Second Lieutenant Rice will not be able to survive the stun bomb and a burst of sudden bursts.

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