"What do your spearheads eat, I don't know if they've been touched under their noses."

Bayan saw that the British army had actually launched an attack at a distance of 400 meters, and he was so angry that he slapped Hugejirile in the face.

"I'm ......!" Hugejirile's face flushed.

"Dadada......!" The British machine gun, called the Lancaster, had a very characteristic sound.

The training of this British army was very good, and the machine gunners were constantly firing short bursts, and three or five rounds could suppress an infantryman.

"Damn, get the machine gun out."

Five hundred meters is exactly the ideal distance for artillery shells.

If they get closer, they will be greeted by grenadiers.

However, the British machine gunners are like ghosts, and they cooperate tacitly.

A machine gunner fires a few short bursts, then quickly rolls over and runs into the trench.

But on the other side, another machine gun will always run out and shoot at the Ming army.

The artillery fire of the Ming army always took care of this side, but not that side.

After some operation, the machine guns did not kill a few, but several people were killed by the British on their side.

"Damn, get the sniper for Lao Tzu." Bayan shouted loudly behind him.

The snipers of the Ming army, ordinary troops were equipped to battalions, and front-line elite troops were equipped to companies.

However, there are also officers who were originally snipers, such as Ding San, who are considered supernumerary snipers.

The main reason is that the production process of sniper rifles is too demanding, and it is not easy to produce one.

Snipers are the treasure of a battalion, and they usually stay behind when they fight, and no one tells them to rush forward.

"Report!" A skinny monkey-like guy with a sniper rifle appeared.

I don't know why, the snipers chosen by the Ming army are generally such short people.

It's like the Turibas in front of him, standing in front of Bayan, is very much like a monkey carrying a big wooden stick, and the sniper rifle is a little higher than him.

"You, knock out all the machine guns.

One, a bottle of old dragon's mouth. ”

Bayan slapped Turibas in the face, and the force was almost mastered, almost pushing Turibas to his heels.

"Uh-huh......!"

This Turibas has a Liaobei accent full of mouth, and after listening to Bayan's reward, his little head is like a kowtow worm.

Carrying a sniper rifle on his back, he ran to the edge of the trench with a "sneer" and "sneer".

He chose the edge of a stone, first took off his steel helmet, and poked his head out a little.

A British machine gunner is crawling into a trench.

"I'll break your fast." Turibas plucked a straw stick and put it in his mouth, feeling the slightest vibration coming from the stick.

Turibas slowly poked the sniper rifle out.

A few mortar shells fell on the edge of the trench, and there was no way that the accuracy of the mortar was still unreliable.

The trenches of the British army were all dug forward vertically, and the British machine gunner poked his head out again, and nine times out of ten it was still in the same place.

Sure enough, after only ten seconds, the British machine gunner slowly poked his head out and observed it alertly like a marmot.

Seeing the mortar going to greet other people, he immediately became bolder, and the machine gun stretched out of the trench and burst towards the Ming position.

"Bang!"

Turibas was in the scope and saw a large cloud of blood exploding from the guy's head.

Ming army snipers generally like to hit the chest, not the head, after all, a larger area is easier to hit.

However, the British inside the trenches only exposed their heads.

Pull the bolt and exit the scorching cartridge case.

ran out more than 30 meters along the waist of the trench cat before choosing another place.

As soon as he poked his head out, he saw a British machine gunner frantically out.

didn't say anything, he shot him out and sent this guy back to his hometown in England.

Of course, it was the soul that floated back.

There was a sniper battle on this side, and the British infantry over there had rushed to a distance of more than a hundred meters.

Infantry on both sides began to engage fire!

In terms of infantry firepower, the Ming army took a big advantage.

Because the Arca rifle is fired in bursts, even if it is a single shot, it takes 30 rounds to change the magazine.

The British Army's Lee Enfield rifle does not have the ammunition capacity of the Arca rifle, and it also needs to pull the bolt.

Unlike the Arca rifle, which only needs to be reloaded.

This British army was supposed to be the elite of the British army, and their tactics were clearly copied from the Ming army.

Several people formed a combat group, and three people put guns in the back to suppress.

The two people in front of them began to climb forward!

Yes, the British are going to climb this distance of more than 100 meters.

After all, standing at this distance and charging is tantamount to death.

Bayan felt that this team of British people was more difficult to deal with than the French. Second only to the fierce and tenacious Swiss!

"Fuck me, these Britons are tough.

Grenadiers, you fucking cannonballs are waiting to get off!

Fuck me up. ”

Bayan found that the British were gradually approaching, and he was a little panicked.

After all, the British attacked more than ten times as many as themselves.

In fact, the grenadiers have already begun to bombard.

This thing is characterized by its simplicity and flexibility, and within three hundred meters it is an absolute nightmare for infantry.

Now the enemy advance has rushed to about one hundred and fifty meters, which is the most advantageous distance for grenadiers.

With the cooperation of grenadiers, Arca rifles, and MG34 machine guns, the Ming army successfully suppressed the attacking British troops.

Those British soldiers could only lie on the ground to find cover and shoot at the Ming army.

Bayan wiped a handful of sweat, he did not expect that the tactical level of the British army would be so high.

Even with the lagging Lisfeld rifles, their rate of fire was still high and their accuracy was amazing.

Several soldiers' heads were only exposed a little, and they were blown out by bullets, and they didn't even have a chance to save them.

At a distance of a little more than 100 meters, the steel helmet has very poor protection against bullets.

Even if it can defend against bullets, the huge kinetic energy can directly break a person's neck.

Even if you don't die, you can't take care of yourself in this life.

Just when the Mongol battalion was able to hold back the British army, there was another burst of gunfire on the front behind them.

Just when the attention of the Ming army was all focused on this side, the British on the other side of the battle line also began to attack.

The Mongolian battalion immediately fell into a two-sided attack, and the battle situation, which was just better, immediately fell into passivity again.

More than a dozen British soldiers even rushed to within 50 meters of the defensive line.

However, these dozen British soldiers were really unlucky, climbed forward more than ten meters, and when they were approaching step by step, explosions suddenly occurred around them.

This is the legendary Rava mine!

Because people are crawling on the ground, they can sometimes easily distinguish the mines and avoid them.

It's not the same with a pull mine, there's no tripwire or anything like that in this thing.

It is completely dependent on the people on the position, and this kind of mine is relatively large and powerful.

Someone climbed to the edge of this thing, thinking that it wouldn't explode if they didn't touch it, but they didn't expect it to thunder directly.

After more than a dozen explosions, the British army that burst into the storm was completely annihilated.

"Fuck it, dodge!" Bayan heard the whistle of the cannonballs and plunged his head into the cannonball-sheltering hole.

The enemy advance rushed to this distance, and the British still dared to open fire, which did not even care whether their own people lived or died.

As soon as he got into the shelter hole, the shells kept exploding on the position.

Many soldiers who did not have time to drill the defensive artillery holes were directly killed or shocked to death by shells.

Bayan, who was squatting on the ground, was shaken and jumped.

Bayan, whose chest was so tight, felt that he was about to vomit blood.

This is fucking heavy artillery, at least one hundred and twenty mm or more.

I was worried about my brother who was still on the position, but now I had no choice but to shrink up and avoid the artillery.

The shelling lasted for more than 10 minutes, and as soon as the shelling stopped, Bayan escaped from the artillery hole.

The positions were full of smoke, and the trenches in many places were blown off by shells.

If you want to get there, you have to climb over the rocks that have been blown up.

The woods, where the howitzer company was hiding, were the focus of the shelling.

The British even used rockets to bombard the area.

Now the forest is filled with sky-high fires, and I don't know what happened to the artillery battery.

Anyway, now the howitzer is not heard.

Gunfire was heard from the position, and in the distance, the British had already begun to charge.

Bayan looked left and right, pushed the dead Heavy away, and picked up MG34 from underneath him.

Breaking the bipod and supporting the machine gun, the sound of tearing linen rang out.

One short shot after another was shot, and five or six British soldiers who rushed in front were immediately knocked to the ground.

The rest of the British heard the short machine-gun sound and all lay on the ground.

From the sound of the machine gun, you can hear that this is a very powerful shooter.

Novices hit machine guns, often because they were nervous, and pulled the trigger and didn't let go.

Although the bullet hit "whew" and "whew", it was really not flattering to be accurate and .......

On the battlefield, the one who can shoot this kind of accurate short point shot is the real killing god.

The gunfire became fierce again, and it seemed that there were quite a few people who had managed to get into the holes.

The Ming army frantically exported, but there were still two sections of the position, which were rushed into the trenches by the British army, and hand-to-hand combat began on both sides.

When it comes to hand-to-hand combat, the Ming army is clearly bullying.

The British were armed with Lisfield rifles, and the bayonets more than a foot long on them were glistening coldly.

In the hands of the Ming soldiers, they carried revolvers, and the black muzzle spewed out deadly bullets.

The distance between the two sides is five or six meters, you use a bayonet, I use a pistol, it is obvious that I am bullying you.

But the British didn't have anything to do, and they didn't have pistols in their individual armament at all.

There was a huge roar of engines in the sky, followed by the death roar of Stukan.

A whistle bomb fell from the sky, and after the bomb exploded on the ground, the explosion was not very powerful.

But the flames that burn are really scary.

A few hundred meters in front of the position, it was completely covered by flames, and the flames that rose into the sky directly turned into a fire dragon, devouring everything it touched.

The British troops, covered in flames, howled miserably, shooting and running frantically.

More than 300 meters away, their miserable howls could still be heard.

Those who are covered in fire often can't run far before they fall headlong to the ground and don't move, and then thick black smoke comes out of their bodies.

Bayan had seen such bombs in Moscow, and the official name was napalm. It is said that the gasoline was picked up and put into the big bomb body.

The flames from the explosion were enough to burn a large living person into a pile of ashes.

But privately, the big guys call this thing Molotov cocktail.

Anyway, it's just throwing down something that catches fire!

A dozen Stukas, bomb after bomb.

Witnessing the tragic situation of the British army, even Bayan, who had seen the big scene, felt that this napalm was really immoral and smoking.

Napalm was on both sides of the Ming army's position, forming two fire dragons.

Before the fire dragon is extinguished, anyone who tries to cross this fire dragon will be burned to charcoal.

Stuka threw away all the petrol bombs, flapping his wings and firing them several times until he had fired all the ammunition he was carrying.

"Damn, let the companies report the casualties."

When the battle stabilized for the time being, Bayan lowered his machine gun and sat down in the trench to give orders to the heralds.

The first to report were Hugh Jiril's company, because they were the closest.

The casualties reached thirty percent, and the shelling came too hard and too suddenly.

Many of the soldiers were covered by artillery fire before they could get into the bomb holes.

There were also two anti-artillery holes that had been blown up, and just now the big guys were dealing with the charge of the British army, and no one cared about them.

Now that so much time has passed, it is also a corpse that has been dug up.

The remaining two companies were even worse than Hugejiril's.

The worst company suffered 40 percent casualties.

All of their positions were bombarded by heavy artillery, even more than 150 millimeters.

The field fortifications built in two days could not cover this heavy artillery at all.

However, their losses were not the worst, the worst was the artillery battery.

Six howitzers belonging to the 105th Battalion were all damaged.

The company commander urgently smashed several broken guns, dismantled them from each other, and finally made up a cannon that could still be fired.

However, there is good news, because the ammunition accumulation points are scattered, only two have been blown up.

This is a blessing in misfortune, for a gun, ammunition is quite sufficient.

"! The British were also really crazy to launch an artillery bombardment at such a distance. ”

Hugejirile's face was smoked like a little ghost, and he spat and cursed.

After all, the shells are not as accurate as the bullets, and if a secret position is missing, the shells will be far away.

Howitzers, in particular, are quite affected by wind direction and the like.

If you look at the shell craters in front of the position, you can see that many shells actually landed on the British line.

No way, the two armies are too close.

According to the Ming army's combat drills, after the forward reaches nearly 500 meters, the howitzer will have to shoot and extend, and it is no longer possible to continue to bombard the front line, because that will accidentally bomb friendly troops.

"Send someone to climb out and bury all the thunder for Lao Tzu, I don't think it can be good today."

Bayan looked worriedly at the smoke-billowing British positions in the distance, faintly, and there seemed to be the roar of tanks.

The Ming army attacked the British positions, possibly with tanks.

Stuck in the inevitable path of the retreat of the British army, today must be a fierce battle.

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