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Therefore, after Muhammad Muwe accumulated his military exploits step by step, climbed to the position of the commander of the current Egyptian Eighth Army, and controlled more than 100,000 soldiers, his heart began to become restless. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In order to gain greater power, Muhammad Muwe began to secretly weave allegiance in the army.

His intention was obvious, to overthrow these mysterious men riding on Egyptians after defeating the British invasion and winning the country's independence.

However, what Muhammad Muwe did not know was that he thought he was planning to sew clothes. In fact, it has already fallen into the control of the Huo family.

After all, with a dominant position, it was too easy for the CIA to insert spies into the Egyptians.

"General Mohammed! The commander-in-chief ordered all the troops of the Eighth Army to leave the city immediately and launch a full-scale counterattack against the British troops outside the city!"

Just when Muhammad Muwe dreamed of defeating the British, overthrowing the mysterious people who had enslaved Egypt, and then winning the country's independence, becoming Egypt's greatest national leader, and accepting the respect of all Egyptians.

A second lieutenant communications officer in a yellow military uniform strode over and said.

After hearing his words, a cold light flashed in Muhammad Muwe's eyes, and he secretly said in his heart: "Chief, hmph! Let you be proud now, and when I have destroyed the British, I will come back and clean you up!"

"I see!"

"Tell the Commander-in-Chief that the 100,000 soldiers of the Eighth Army will strictly follow the Commander-in-Chief's orders. The damned British will definitely be defeated. ”

Even so, the look of disgust in Muhammad Muwe's eyes was still seen by the well-intentioned people around him.

After listening. The second lieutenant communications officer nodded, and then left quickly!

"Order the soldiers to go!"

Looking at the many high-ranking officers of the Eighth Army gathered around him, as well as the brave and resolute Egyptian soldiers with swords and guns in the distance, Mohammed Muwe waved his hand proudly in his heart.

At this moment, looking at the powerful armies under his command around him, Muhammad Muwe seemed to feel the whole world. They were all caught in their own hands.

"Egypt will definitely become independent in my hands and become a world power!"

With this in mind, Muhammad Muwe stepped on his horse. Towards the battlefield outside the city.

Looking at his back, not far behind him, Gamal Abdul Nasser, who is now the commander of the 20th Division of the Egyptian Eighth Army, couldn't help it. He shook his head with a complicated look on his face.

He knew that this Muhammad Muwe was dead!

As the era of the Fatherland Party led by Mohammed al-Arabi. In the past three years, Nasser has seen too many military warriors who have tried to rebel against the rule of the mysterious commanders and disappeared silently.

Many of them, even higher in status than Muhammad al-Muweh, still died without explanation.

Whenever he thought of this, Nasser felt fear in his heart. Like the tide of the ocean that bursts the embankment, it can't be contained.

He didn't want his future. also followed in the footsteps of these people and was silently disposed of by the chiefs. So over the years, in the Egyptian rescue, Nasser has been very mediocre.

At the same time as him, he joined the rescue led by the dragon's tooth, and the people who survived, after the Egyptian rescue ** army expansion, have already achieved the position of a high-ranking military officer, Nasser is just mixed with the position of the commander of the 20th Division.

If it weren't for the fact that he was too old, and he was also considered a veteran of training for a long time, it is estimated that he would not be able to be the commander of this division.

Of course, Nasser, who performed so mediocrely, also survived safely.

In addition, the reason why Nasser is safe and sound is that he always knows the truth that 'his arms can't reach his thighs'. For the rule of the commanders, he chose 100% obedience and never thought of resisting.

Especially when Muhammad Muwe was secretly colluding with other officers to overthrow the rule of the Commander-in-Chief after defeating the British invasion, Nasser was the first to choose to inform, because he didn't want to die, and of course because he was smart enough.

As for why these things, at a glance, it is clear that behind them, the commanders who are supported by huge forces will lead them to fight the British, Nasser does not know, he does not want to know, he just wants to live well.

"Only when this world is alive can it be the most real and urgent! All other rights, reputations, and beauties can only have hope when they are alive!"

Looking at the back of Mohammed Muwe in the distance, Nasser thought to himself.

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"Boom......!"

After the single-base propellant was ignited in the chamber, with a loud bang, it turned into a strong driving force, pushing the 75mm caliber shell in the barrel of the cannon, at a speed of 280 meters per second, like a falling meteor across the sky, with red flames, smashed into the British military camp stationed outside Tanta.

The bursting flames and the blast wave destroyed a camp tent in an instant, and also made the 10 soldiers of the British and Indian divisions sleeping in it become minced meat all over the ground, and of course, those who were lucky enough not to die will suffer even more.

And this shell was like a signal, and then hundreds of red dots burst out of the city of Tanta in the distance, and then with a sharp whistle, smashed into the British barracks in the blink of an eye.

"Enemy attack ......!"

The mournful voice echoed over the entire British barracks.

Because of the Tanta War in the first three days, the British army has always had the upper hand. Although the casualties were not small, they were always firmly pressed against the Egyptians, so the duty at night was not strict, and it was not expected that the Egyptians would take the initiative to attack. So, I was somewhat caught off guard.

Moreover, what made all the British officers and soldiers even more unexpected was that the Egyptian rescuers, who had not fired a single shot in three days, actually had hundreds of artillery pieces.

Violent explosions and a gradual build-up of gunfire caused chaos in the sprawling British camp.

The British themselves were fine, and after the attack, they showed very good military qualities, and after taking up arms, they quickly assembled under the leadership of their respective commanders, and began to resist the sudden attack of the Egyptians.

However, the Anglo-Indian soldiers, who lacked training, did not have such good military qualities as British regular soldiers.

Moreover, the veterans in the army all know the saying, 'Recruits are afraid of artillery, veterans are afraid of machine guns'.

At this moment, the British and Indian soldiers truly showed the essence of this sentence.

After seeing a large number of shells falling down like raindrops, looking at the bodies of his comrades next to him, torn to pieces by the shells, and then sprinkling blood and flesh on his body, this fear is enough to destroy the psychological defense line of any soldier.

"Bastards, you damned pigs, line up for me, the Egyptians are coming!" the British commander whipped the British and Indian soldiers who were scurrying around, trying to prepare them for the enemy.

"No, I'm getting out of here, I'm going home!"

A young Indian soldier, because it was the first time to go to the battlefield, the frequent battles made him always tense his nerves, so after seeing his once familiar comrades not far away, his body was torn apart by the constantly falling shells, and then he was drenched in blood and minced flesh, his spirit became a little abnormal.

In China, this condition is called 'hysteria' and is often committed by recruits when they go to war. At this time, there are usually veterans around you to comfort and persuade you, and then it will be good after a few more battles.

But it was clear that the British officer, who obviously did not regard the Indians as his own soldiers, would not have the leisure to comfort the recruit.

All he needed was obedience, and getting these Indians on the battlefield to fend off the Egyptian army was all he cared about.

Therefore, after hearing the young soldier's repeated words, looking at his pale face, and the look of panic in his eyes, the British officer, who was already angry at the inferior military quality of these Indian servants, strode over, waved his belt, and struck down at the young Indian soldier.

"Hurry up and get in line, you damn Indian pig...... Huh!"

The British officer's words suddenly stopped, and the belt held high in his hand did not wave it any more.

Looking at the bayonet inserted into his chest, and then at the hideous face of the young Indian soldier who was close at hand, he couldn't believe that he had died in such a nest, at the hands of an Indian whom he looked down upon.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going home!"

Repeating these two sentences, the young Indian soldier drew his bayonet sharply, and the blood it brought up sprayed onto his face, and then ran down his skin to his chest, staining his yellow uniform. If you add to the hideous look on his face at this moment, as well as the dark environment around him, he is like a demon crawling out of hell at this moment.

'Bang!'

The sound of the corpse of the British officer falling, like a muffled drum, made the other British and Indian soldiers who had just been immersed in the shock of the young Indian soldier killing the British master also react.

After everyone looked at each other in shock, they all understood each other's thoughts.

Now, although they did not kill this British **, according to the habits of the British, as the companions of this young Indian soldier, they must also have no good fruit to eat. It is better to flee while the army is in chaos than to be killed by the Egyptians on the battlefield or hanged by the British after the war.

Thinking of this, more than a dozen Indian soldiers around quietly picked up the rifles in their hands and fled towards the outside of the barracks. As for the young Indian soldier, no one cared anymore. (To be continued.) )