It took a little effort for the Ming army to take the port!

The harbor was littered with mines planted by the Foreign Legion, as well as a large number of explosives.

Because it is a port, there are naturally many boxes for goods.

No one knows whether the box that they used as a cover was filled with goods or explosives.

"Don't go near those boxes!" Gao Jiu shouted hoarsely.

Of course, he shouted Da Ming!

The Ming soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then immediately stayed away from those boxes.

The Gurkha soldiers didn't understand, and then a violent explosion lifted Gao Jiu into the air.

In Basra, in Damascus, in Adana!

After countless bomb attacks, these people are still so brainless on the battlefield.

They're all veterans!

This is all a lesson in exchange for blood, why don't you know how to cherish ......!

Even if you don't cherish other people's lives, your own lives are also given in this way?

Without time to worry about those damn Gurkhas, Gao Jiu felt like he was going to die.

The bones all over my body seemed to be broken, and it hurt everywhere up and down.

"Company commander! Captain! A paramedic ran over and pulled Gao Jiu to the back of a room.

A barrage of machine-gun bullets swept through the wall, grazing the medic's back.

Fortunately, he was bent down and pulled Gao Jiu, and if he stood up, he would definitely be hit by a bullet.

Before the medic had time to be afraid, he saw Gao Jiu sitting against the wall looking straight at his own crotch with his eyes.

Blood is oozing from the crotch of the camouflage pants.

Injuries anywhere are not as worrying as injuries in this place, Gao Jiu would rather lack an arm and a broken leg than lose his little brother.

The medics, who are also men, certainly know what Gao Jiu is worried about.

I pulled it twice, but I didn't untie Gao Jiu's belt.

In desperation, he pulled out the dagger tied to Gao Jiu's boots.

"Boom" and "Boom" twice, cut Gao Jiu's pants.

Pull down the dirty underpants and take a look!

"Company Commander Gao, it's still there!"

One sentence made Gao Jiu put his heart at ease, although the crotch of his pants was cold, only the little brother was there, who could take care of this.

Underwear is a thing that can be saved for soldiers.

Although the Ming army would give out three new pairs of underwear every month, almost no veterans wore them.

Only those stupid Gurkha people will wear it.

Later, after several rapid marches, the base of the thigh was ground red and swollen, and they stopped wearing it.

In the Ming army, those who wear underwear must be recruits.

"I'm fine! Steel helmet, gave the steel helmet. After drinking two sips of water sent by the medical guards, Gao Jiu felt that he could still fight.

"Company Commander Gao, the stretcher will come in a while and send you to the rear, you still have your crotch open." The medical staff was just anxious, and the incision was relatively large.

"Grandma's, I'll settle accounts with you after the fight."

Gao Jiu picked up the steel helmet, buckled it on his head, picked up the Aka rifle and rushed up again.

As soon as he rushed out, a bullet flew past the steel helmet.

Grandma's, this time not only the crotch of the pants is cold, but even the back of the spine is also cold.

A tactic rolls in and hides behind large rocks.

Looking at it, there is at most one platoon of Gurkha people with him.

All of them lay on the ground or on the edge of cover to shoot at the Foreign Legion.

The guys of the Foreign Legion are not incompetent, and many of the machine gunners are Swiss.

The machine guns fired steadily and accurately, and one machine gun suppressed a whole platoon of the Gurkhas.

There is no way, the Gurkha are armed with European rifles captured in large quantities by the Ming army.

The only difference from the French army is that there is no need to pull the bolt of the gun with a single bullet.

"Machine guns! What about the machine guns, all fucking dead? Gao Jiu was so angry that he roared loudly.

"The machine gunner died, the mortar shell died." A Gurkha leaned against a stone and shouted in reply to Gao Jiu.

"!" The words of the Gurkhas, Gao Jiu did not understand all of them.

Just understood the words dead and mortar!

Those two words are enough!

"Grenadier! Grenadier! ”

Without machine guns, naturally only grenadiers could be used.

There is no hope for the mortars, if they were, the machine gun positions on the opposite side would have been terminated a long time ago, and they did this.

No one answered him!

The guy who had just answered Gao Jiu's shout, the steel helmet was shot by a bullet.

I couldn't see it if I didn't hit it, I could only see his head tilted to the side in a strange posture.

Gao Jiu lay on the ground and touched around, and really let him see the body of the grenadier man.

Roll a few times and crawl over and pull out the grenadier as fast as you can, with an ammunition pouch where ammunition can be hung.

As soon as the hand left the body, two bullets hit the body.

The minced meat flew to Gao Jiu's face and stuck directly to it, how uncomfortable it was to be slimy.

Gao Jiu hid behind the house in a row before he dared to remove the minced flesh from his face.

The machine gun hit the bricks and flew wildly, and Gao Jiu hurriedly climbed to the other side of the house.

Drawing a grenadier, he poked his head out to see the approximate distance of the machine-gun position.

He didn't stop in his hand, and quickly loaded the propellant and shells.

Taking advantage of the machine gun hitting others, he quickly drilled out of the corner.

Kneeling on the ground with one foot against the grenadier.

Twist the pin hard!

"Boom!" The sound of the launch was not loud, and Gao Jiu didn't dare to look at the impact point. Hide behind the house again!

Soon the sound of explosions came, and the sound of machine guns paused for only a dozen seconds.

Just listen to the sound and know that it didn't hit!

Gao Jiu hurriedly pulled out another round of ammunition, which was the last grenadier shell. It's gone, so the fuck can only rely on the old Aka in his hand.

Listening to the machine gun non-stop, I silently counted the sound of the machine gun in my heart.

When the sound of the machine gun stopped, Gao Jiu's body rushed out like a cat.

Still firing in a kneeling position, a cannonball flew out with precision.

"Boom!" After an explosion, the sound of the machine gun disappeared.

I could only hear the sound of a rifle like a whip.

"!

Come on! Gao Jiu roared, and he picked up the Aka rifle and set it on fire!

The Gurkha were not stupid either, and when they heard the sound of machine guns and stood down, they knew that the machine guns were taken out.

A group of Gurkhas, armed with rifles with bayonets, rushed out from behind cover. Run and put guns indiscriminately!

This is what they look like when they charge with their guns, not so much shooting as emboldening.

After defeating a few Gurkha soldiers, the Foreign Legion also rushed out from behind the bunkers made of sandbags.

The bayonets flashed with cold light, and dozens of soldiers on both sides collided with each other howling.

For a time, the bayonet pierced into the human body with a "poof" and "poof" sound. The screams of the people and the cursing of various languages rang out in a ball.

This makes it impossible for the troops behind both sides to shoot again!

If it is the Ming Army, this level of white-knuckle combat should be solved within two or three minutes.

They are all accompanied by pistols, and the battle within five meters is all white-knuckle combat for them.

But the Gurkha were not so lucky, and they could only get pistols from the enemy.

However, the Gurkha had another melee weapon, the once feared Gurkha scimitar.

The bayonet got stuck in the crack of the bone and could not be drawn, and the Gurkha rifle threw it and pulled out the dog-legged Gurkha scimitar from his waist.

The French soldiers of the Foreign Legion saw a flash of cold light, and their heads were split in half.

Gao Jiu led a group of Gurkha people who were screaming "whooping" and "whooping", and they simply broke through the heavily guarded positions outside the port.

Counting the Gurkha who could stand, there was only one squad left in a company.

"! knew that it was a cannon fodder company raised by the stepmother. ”

There is one shift left in a company, and it will definitely not be able to fight again.

Otherwise, there is no way to rebuild.

The battle that belonged to them was over, and Gao Jiu leaned on the sandbag and sat down, took out a cigarette from his pocket and took a puff.

Anyway, it's happiness to be alive and smoke.

The crotch is a little cooler, so it's not a big problem.

"Well done!" Behind him ran a group of Ming marines.

They were well equipped, and they didn't even sweat in their heads.

The clothes are even more neat, in stark contrast to Gao Jiu, who is wearing open crotch pants.

"!

Lao Tzu was born to a maid! ”

Seeing these Daming Marine Corps soldiers running over, Gao Jiu scolded again.

At 1:30 p.m. sharp, three green flares took off from the harbor.

"Second master! The port was taken, and our troops suffered few casualties. There are only more than 100 people! ”

Chen Laohu happily ran over to report to Li Xiu.

"Take a small port with more than a hundred casualties, how many Gurkha casualties? I'm afraid it's going to be hundreds!

Even if they are cannon fodder or chopping wood, it is not this burning method.

I told you a long time ago to equip them a little better and give them a little more supplies.

I can't eat enough, what kind of war will I fight. ”

"Second master!

The food of the Gurkha people is not as good as ours, but it is definitely not hungry.

Second master, you have a good heart, and you can't see people suffering.

But you don't know, cows are gods in India and can't eat beef.

Our Daming allotted the most, but it was all canned beef.

I had no choice but to get them some canned fish.

You can send someone to their company to have a look, and you can eat white bread as you like. Better than what they eat at home!

There is one who can't eat enough, and you come back and shoot me, and there will definitely be no complaints. ”

Chen Laohu hurriedly explained!

He deducted the food expenses of the Gurkhas, but he did not let the Gurkhas have enough to eat.

Whoever told these Gurkha people not to eat canned food, they had to buy vegetables locally to eat.

You have to eat everything fresh, you think you are a Ming soldier?

"Hmmm!

The materials for the fallen soldiers should be prepared, and the pension must be paid in full. Send someone to send it one by one.

We can't let their money be coveted by those officials.

You send someone to handle this matter, and if you deduct the pension, you will be killed first.

Something happened, I'll take it! ”

In addition to the fact that Li Xiu is responsible, it is the same as killing in vain.

The commander of the Ming Navy, the king of a small state in India, had to kneel down to greet him when he saw it.

"No!

I sent someone to do it, and I went door to door to deliver the pension. Chen Laohu hurriedly nodded his head.

He's going to tell the hand people as soon as possible, those bastards are probably already thinking about the money now.

Embezzling the pensions of the Ming soldiers, after they are discovered, they will be immediately pulled out and shot, and the corpses will be thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

But embezzling the pensions of the Gurkhas, which has almost become a common practice.

Even the parts already have a tacit understanding.

As much as you greedy, I will be greedy. Everyone was kind and angry, and swallowed most of the pension.

Anyway, they are all Indian pariahs, and no one checks!

The remaining half of the pension will be deducted by small states in India.

In the end, when we got to the dead man's house, it would be nice to have two chickens left.

As for those who are disabled, the end is even more miserable.

The direct consequence of what the bureaucrats did was ......, and the Gurkha did not like to come to the Ming army to serve as soldiers.

The soldiers who have recently been sent have been forcibly captured by the kings of small states.

Those who are captured will naturally be passive and sabotage in battle, which will seriously affect their combat effectiveness.

However, the Ming officers and their language were not comprehensible, which gave the Marine Corps a headache for a while.

"How's going on with the Kurds?" Li Xiu looked at the smoke-billowing Tavignano, and it was not a big problem to occupy this place before nightfall.

"Army units, freed up from the Middle East, are massing in Basra.

Their target is Baghdad, then Mosul, Deir ez-Zor, those places.

The Arabs are basically not making much noise now, but the Kurds are still making a noise.

And because of the outbreak of the war in Europe, Israel began to openly and covertly support the Kurds with all kinds of weapons and supplies.

The warlike Kurds, massing in Baghdad on a large scale, have the intention of making a comeback to re-attack Basra.

The hateful Kurds dragged 200,000 Ming Army troops.

Now, the Ming wants to solve the Kurdish problem once and for all. ”

Chen Laohu hurriedly reported Sun Zhijie's movements to Li Xiu.

"Hey......! The Kurdish affair is still the result of my eldest brother's words not counting.

When the people rebelled to help attack the Ottoman Empire, my eldest brother promised to let the Kurds establish an independent state.

But after the thing was done, I regretted it again.

If I had been played with like this, I would have rebelled. ”

"Oh, my second master, I don't dare to say anything about rebellion."

Although there is no emperor now, Chen Laohu still trembles when he hears the word rebellion.

"What are you afraid of, whoever rebels, I won't rebel against my eldest brother."

"Second master!

In fact, you can't blame Dashuai for this!

The Kurds are a million in the Middle East, and the Kurds are very warlike.

If they are promised a state, they will become a significant force in the Middle East.

Da Shuai said that there can be no big country in the Middle East.

We need a group of small countries to fight each other.

Breaking up the Kurds would allow Iraq, Syria, Persia, and the Ottoman Empire to work together against them.

Only they fought with each other, and they all needed the help of Daming.

Only when we speak will we have weight, and only then will someone listen. ”

"You old boy, with a belly full of bad water.

Send a telegram to Zuo Liangyu, saying that we have successfully landed on Corsica.

Let their marines, and our navy, each send a good report to the country!

Landing in Napoleon's hometown was successful!

Let the people of the country be happy and happy! ”