The Gurkhas, who had lived in the southern foothills of the Himalayas for generations, were natural hunters, and in the early 19th century, the soldiers of the British East India Company considered them to be formidable opponents – fearless of death, calm and adept at fighting in difficult terrain. As a result, the East India Company specifically asked Nepal for permission to hire Gurkhas.

Since then, the Gurkha have joined the British East India Company as mercenaries and have gradually become full members of the British Army.

For more than a century, they have fought all over the world under the banner of Mizi, and their courage and good fighting have made their name shine in the history of modern warfare; Their commonly used dog-legged Nepalese scimitar became the symbol of the Gurkha soldiers.

At this moment, the officers and men of the first battalion confronted these mountain warriors who were known for their bravery and fearlessness.

To Zhou Changfeng's astonishment, the Gurkha soldiers with Asian faces were indeed very brave, and they met them without fear, fighting bayonets or brandishing their distinctive dog-legged scimitars.

The dozens of officers and soldiers who were fighting with them actually looked a little overwhelmed?

Yoh? These Gurkha people are truly brave and fearless worthy of the praise of the British!

Zhou Changfeng's temper of not admitting defeat came up suddenly, and his strong fighting spirit instantly broke through the precept of "officers should not act impulsively", and his heart seemed to be ignited with the flames of war.

His gaze was awe-inspiring, and he looked back and shouted, "Grass! The British regard these guys as trump cards, fuck the trump card, Lao Tzu is going to beat him into the eighth king today! Trumpet! All of them, with Lao Tzu! ”

Xie Wancheng, who looked solemn, grabbed Zhou Changfeng and seriously dissuaded: "You can't take risks!" ”

"The big army is coming, it doesn't matter if you die." The latter replied disapprerovingly, then broke free, picked up a Type 20 automatic gun, and drew a long sword-shaped bayonet from the scabbard of a soldier's corpse.

The two soldiers of the communications platoon walked to the window and took out a small suona.

"Di-" The sharp and high-pitched suona sound cut through the air like a sharp sword, as if it was about to pierce the heart, and the heart trembled when I heard it.

To be honest, when the extremely penetrating suona sounded, Zhou Changfeng spontaneously had a strange feeling, that is, the enemy in front of him was about to ascend to heaven, and his own side was going to the funeral?

"Tick! Backbite! Backbite! Backbite! Tick – "Four short and one long, repeated, this is the standard offensive clarion call."

"Look how hard these guys are on the bones! Rush! Zhou Changfeng was the first to rush out with a gun.

"Wan Sheng!" Dozens of officers and soldiers of various identities rushed out, and the communications platoon, the mortar platoon, and the medical detachment all shouted and followed closely behind him.

The officers and soldiers of the two platoons that were beginning to show their decline were excited again at this moment, and soon one after another figures rushed into the battlefield full of corpses and wreckage like a torrent!

The blood-dripping bayonets stabbed constantly, the sharp sapper shovels, the sharp pickaxes, the hard butts, everything that could be used became weapons to kill the enemy!

In an instant, blood splattered from both sides of the enemy, and screams and roars filled the entire battlefield, even drowning out the rumbling shell explosions not far away.

The circumference of the automatic gun knocked down the two Gurkha soldiers with two long shots in one shot, and suddenly, another man who rushed out diagonally in front of him rushed over with an Enfield rifle, and the bright bayonet was extremely terrifying.

Zhou Changfeng immediately raised his gun and threw it upward, pushed away the long P1907 bayonet, and then put away the gun... A concise and simple "trick and stab" directly pierced the heart of the enemy in front of him!

Warm blood flowed down the blood grooves on either side of the bayonet, and as he drew the bayonet, a large stream of blood shot out and sprayed him all over the face.

But before he could raise his hand to wipe his face, a Gurkha soldier next to him turned around and threw himself down after cutting down a Ming soldier.

Zhou Changfeng's eyes were scarlet because they were soaked in blood, and they were extremely terrifying. When the enemy soldier swung his leg scimitar, he kicked the guy in the shin of his calf, causing him to stumble forward in pain.

And Zhou Changfeng quickly pulled out a pistol and fired three shots at his head, splashing red and white things on his mouth.

Struggling to get up from the ground, he looked like a demon who had just crawled out of hell - his entire upper body was red, and his face and chest were dotted with wisps of white pulp!

Zhou Changfeng, who had picked up the automatic gun again, immediately found his target, and a few steps away, a British lieutenant with a Webley Model VI revolver was shouting and giving orders.

As if a hunter had found his prey, Zhou Changfeng rushed over with an arrow step, stabbing while shooting, and the lieutenant who had just reacted was shot three times before he could pull the trigger, and then was pierced through the abdomen by a thrust.

In the terrible suona sound, the officers and soldiers who had completely forgotten the matter of life and death were almost fighting for their lives, a Ming soldier and a Gurkha soldier were scuffling on the ground, the latter barely pulled out the dagger on his leg and stabbed it into the waist of the Ming soldier who pressed on him, but he found that this opponent actually showed a strange smile?

The private, who felt that life was passing quickly, stretched out his hand in front of the Gurkha soldier with a pull tab of a Mills grenade hanging from his index finger?

"Boom!" The two were blown to the ground in an instant, and became new members of the hundreds of corpses that fell to the ground.

A medic, after knocking down an enemy soldier who rushed in front of him with a pistol, saw out of the corner of his eye a soldier who was trying to blast the tank was shot in the head and the blaster in his hand rolled to the ground.

He quickly ran over and picked up the blaster, then desperately rolled over and climbed onto the turret of the tank, directly pulling open the top hatch!

The British gunner in the car was manipulating the turret to rotate and strafe, only to find that the inside of the car suddenly lit up?

As soon as he looked up, a blaster smashed into his mouth, breaking two teeth and closing the hatch.

After a dull scream, a loud bang erupted from the A9 cruiser, and flames erupted, and the turret was blown away!

The ferocity of the Ming army broke the hearts of the Gurkha soldiers - those fierce and vicious Chinese seem to have turned into demons at this moment!

The collapse was instantaneous, and someone was frightened. Immediately, one after another, the Gurkha soldiers began to stagger and flee, trying to get out of this hell.

They rushed to the artillery-barred path, risking their death rather than fighting.

"Kill them all!!" The red-eyed officers and soldiers were chasing the fleeing enemy soldiers with rifles loaded with bayonets.

Won?

The exhausted Zhou Changfeng sat down, but before he could catch his breath, he saw the situation that made him suffer cardiopulmonary arrest in the next second-

A few meters away, a fallen soldier was holding a blaster diagonally on another burning corpse, and the frictional fuse at the end of the blaster was ignited, and it was "sizzling" sparks.

He hurriedly turned around, almost rolling and crawling to try to get away, but after about a dozen meters, he was pushed to the ground by the shock wave of the explosion, and his consciousness quickly dissipated.

"Battalion Commander !!" This is Xiao Li's sharp exclamation.

It was dark, and the hustle and bustle around me was gone......

In the boundless sea of dark consciousness, the dazed Zhou Changfeng seemed to see a slender figure walking towards him.

After getting closer, he realized that this figure was Xia Xiaoshi who had a two-sided relationship with him?

She beckoned and saluted, "Hey! Sir, you should give me back the amulet, right? ”

Zhou Changfeng was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, that... Shattered. ”

"Huh?" Xia Xiaoshi was surprised and disappointed first, "How did it break?" ”

"It was shattered by fragments and saved my life."

"Oh... It seems that the amulet really works, but I don't have it, what should I do in the future......"

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[In the previous chapter, the image of the Gurkha soldiers has been updated.] 】