Just breathe a sigh of relief, that generals of the British expeditionary force once again raise their voices. I wonder what’s wrong with Zhang Yiping this time? The Ministry has promised him what he asked for. Why do you want to do this? …,
Although Caen has three reorganized infantry divisions with a total of more than 60,000 people, they are all made up of troops defeated by the Chinese regiment in Rouen. At that time, one infantry division of the Chinese regiment in Rouen defeated 100,000 British troops, and now there are two infantry divisions in the Chinese regiment. Although there is a newly formed infantry division, no one dares to despise his combat effectiveness.
About ten kilometers away from Caen, there is a place called Argence little town on the prairie, and there is a wooden house on the grassland two or three kilometers away from the town. In it, Zhang Yiping said categorically to Hu Congfu, Wang Shubi and Qu Weiqing, "I want to take Caen regardless of stealing, kidnapping or smashing."
Qu Weiqing said, "But our original plan didn’t say that we wanted to take Caen. We just wanted to control the villages and towns around Caen."
"The plan can be changed," Zhang Yiping said. "We didn’t expect Britain to be so vulnerable!"
"Of course, we didn’t expect that our 11 th Division had such a high combat effectiveness after training and consolidation!"
Hu Congfu proudly said, "Of course, since I entered Rouen, I have done one thing, that is, training marksmanship, discipline and battlefield skills. In particular, I have’ held my breath’. Now every class of the 11 th Division has at least one leader with advanced gunner skills. This person is usually the squad leader. The combat skills of our troops have been improved, which is not generally high but very high."
Qu Weiqing said, "But …"
Zhang Yiping Ma interrupted him and said, "Don’t talk to me about peace talks, friendship, allies, allies, etc. If the British really treat us as allies, they should let Caen out and let us enter!"
"My words sound a little unreasonable, but Britain has been unreasonable to us China people for a hundred years, and it’s time for us to be unreasonable again!" Zhang Yiping said.
The progress of the 11th Division exposed his outlook and aroused his ambition at the same time.
Qu Weiqing looked at Zhang Yiping and felt a little strange. At the same time, he thought that maybe he was such a person.
He didn’t know the 11th Division as well as Zhang Yiping, because he was not a gunman, and he didn’t know how far the 11th Division gunmen had reached.
And Zhang Yiping fought with the 33rd Regiment of the 11th Division last night.
A talented gunman can affect a battle, but what if there are a hundred and a thousand?
Chapter 16 March
Christmas is not a holiday for China people, and Chinese workers in the Chinese workers’ camp have never enjoyed holiday benefits. They are forced to work for more than ten hours every day.
Although the British Expeditionary Force is eager for a quiet Christmas from beginning to end, this desire was destroyed by a group of Chinese workers.
Don’t say that China people deliberately want this festive atmosphere to stir things up, because China’s art of war has a cloud to surprise and there is sufficient basis for not taking a Christmas surprise.
On the vast prairie outside Caen, the snow has stopped long ago, and the dark clouds have become thin and the golden shadow of the sun can be seen vaguely.
Soldiers of the 33rd Regiment marched forward along the railway, carrying rifles, cotton-padded clothes, backpacks and a white cloak behind them, mixing the snow-covered grasslands next to them.
There is a log cabin lying on the side of the railway subgrade with a wooden roof, and plumes of smoke are emitted from the chimney, which means that there are people living in the house, and the owner is burning a fireplace to keep warm.
Not far from the wooden house, there is a big barn where cattle and sheep are kept in the cold weather.
After Christmas Eve, the morning was particularly quiet. There was silence around the grassland. Cattle and sheep grazed quietly in the barn. When they saw the long queue passing by, they raised their heads slightly and listened. Then they continued to eat grass in the forage trough with their heads down.
A white woman pushed the wooden door and walked out of the room. She didn’t see the railway walking troops still singing as if nothing had happened.
From the woman’s appearance, she looks young, not tall, but her breasts are quite full. She is wearing a white coat and a white skirt, with a colorful headscarf on her head.
Her face and neck are very white, a pair of short and wide hands are exposed from the neckline of her coat, and a basket scarf is covered with a little hot air.
The woman looked up and saw that the teams in the railway were all strong boys. The young woman howled and dropped her basket. Instead of picking it up, she put her hand over her mouth.
The young woman ran to the house with vigorous steps, but just after she reached the door, she quickly turned around and looked up at the silently marching team at the railway side.
These troops are a disciplined force, at least they will not force her to bed or rob her of cattle, sheep and horses. She is not afraid at all, but she can also watch from a distance and imagine that so many men are eager to look at her.
The woman didn’t pick up the basket when she thought of it, but stood up straight by the door, plump her chest and lifted her head slightly.
Fat cat, a platoon leader of 3rd Battalion, 2nd Company and 1st Company, squinted at the woman’s long neck and white teeth like shells, dreaming of the plump figure when the woman bit her small earlobe, rubbing her huge belly … The saliva could not help but flow to herself and cried, "Wow, this bitch is really delicious. Look at that plump figure, which is white and slippery like soaked in milk."
Even Tugen, who was half asleep and half awake, looked at him quickly and said, "The platoon leader’s wife is a meat with you."
"Go to sleep you sleep TuGen! I don’t want to eat meat! " Feipodao
"Oh!" Tugen’s eyes narrowed again. He may be able to keep half asleep and awake in this March, even in the whole Zhong * * regiment.
At this time, a man’s head came out from the wooden door. Although he was not wearing a farmer’s helmet, the army betrayed his identity.
"British!" Fat cat shouted that the rifle had been fired as soon as the hand was aimed.
The Englishman was stunned when he saw crowds of China people walking in front of him. Although he said that the current * * team is one of his own and an ally, it is China. The British people have too many grievances to count and count. What’s more, the China people are no longer the former Chinese workers, but once beat them out of the water.
"bang!" A shot of a hot bullet broke away from the cold air of the gun bore, flew for a while and crawled into a warm place.
The Englishman shrank his head back, but the bullet went through the door panel and got into his head. The Englishman’s tall body "boom" always fell to the floor, and bright red blood was sprayed everywhere like tomato pulp.
As warm as spring, four or five British soldiers got up from the ground and looked for rifles in the corner like flies.
Fat cat and Tugen rushed in and kicked the door in tandem, but a few bullets flew out of it and hit the door and almost hit Fat cat. However, Fat cat’s body was huge, but it was extremely flexible and alert to flash aside.
Tugen didn’t feel sleepy at all. He threw a Grenade into it without hesitation, then pulled it up and scared the French woman out.
As soon as the wooden house was blown into flames, pieces of wood flew everywhere. Two British people found that the tragic cry ran out of the fireworks. Fat cat turned around and gave them two shots to solve their pain.
The French woman howled on her stomach. She was not sad, but afraid. She was reluctant to part with her cabin. Her face was covered with mud, mud and tears, and Fat cat and Tugen lost interest. She ignored the troops and continued to move forward.
Guns and explosions alarmed the marching procession. Not far ahead, there was a misty forest. From the forest, several riding ghosts appeared with knife light.
The platoon leader grew into a bull, and his eyes shone like a sword. "English cavalry ready!"
The soft sound of horseshoes is not so dull, a little like clapping, but it is much heavier here.
"Ta-da" horseshoe from far to near, the front cavalry has almost rushed to the front and the farthest cavalry has just rushed out of the Woods.
The number of cavalry was about 30, and the round eyes turned into a line at once, revealing a sneer at the corners of his mouth.
There are 50 men in his platoon, all of whom are intermediate gunners. Five or six of them have achieved meritorious deeds. These men alone can kill these cavalry, and the other 40 people, but they are only a little slow in firing their guns.
The whole cavalry should be British. The scouts saw that there were not many people in the first row of the Chinese team, so they wanted to take advantage of the cavalry and annihilate this small unit, and then they could run away. They miscalculated.
Although it is not far from the edge of the forest to Daniel, the horse rushed to Daniel, but at this moment, Daniel could shoot ten times and the gun was fatal.
There are at least five people as good as Cheng Daniu, even himself.
For 30 years, riding a long knife, holding high the horse’s tail and swinging in the wind, acting in unison, like a person accurately knocking at China people like an indestructible claw hoe through the dark clouds.
Cheng Daniu’s gun is in his hand. This semi-automatic rifle is a gift from Zhang Yiping and the first semi-automatic rifle in the army. Therefore, it is more precious to him. At ordinary times, he takes care of the gun body like his own arm, and he can shine a figure.
But for Daniel Cheng, the best reward for Zhang Yiping is to let this rifle drink the enemy’s blood.
In an instant, the horses in the front row have been able to rush to the front with two leaps in the 30-50-meter sprint. Daniel can already see the other knight slowly straightening up his waist and sabre from the back of his horse, dragging back to ask China to cut their bodies in two with a slight pull of powerful impact.
At this time, Daniel shot off the semi-automatic rifle. The advantage is that he will never pull the bolt to the gunman again, which saves at least half of the time, which gives the gunman more and makes them more confident.
In front of him is an experienced cavalry. He puts his body behind his horse and drags his sabre obliquely, staring at the front and shooting bloodthirsty light.
"Bang, bang," it seems that the two guns were shot together. The first bullet hit the running horse, and the huge impact of the bullet made it lose its galloping strength. The front legs never jumped forward and fell down.
And the powerful inertia throws the rider forward, and then the second bullet hits the rider halfway. At this time, you have thousands of abilities and more successful experiences, but you can’t make it out of control.
Chapter 17 Hunters
Hit Ling and fly up the cavalry body. The impact force of the bullet can’t stop him from moving forward. The huge body of the powerful inertia knight "boom" was completed and the blood of the calf’s foot was scattered all over it.
The British cavalry lay dying to watch the China people shoot a series of bullets, and the cavalry rushed in like a wall, as if they had been planned, as if they were shot one by one with men and horses in an orderly, regular and mechanical way.
Cheng Daniu and his soldiers stepped on the grass soaked with blood, leaving two horses parked on the grass covered with snow, and the remaining twenty horses fell to the ground and whined, and the dark yellow blood stained the snow next to them.
China soldiers examined the lying bodies one by one, and kindly cut the necks of the horses that had not died, so that they could get rid of the last pain in the world, and then took the uninjured horses and went on their way.
The railway passes through this small tree, and in front of it is a river with a width of no more than 30 meters. A reinforced concrete railway bridge crosses the river high. When Daniel walked over the bridge, he found that there was a blue smoke obliquely inserted into the sky behind the small tree, and the base of the blue smoke moved rapidly towards the bridge deck, accompanied by a "chug chug" engine sound.
A small gunboat appeared calm at the bend of the river, dragging a ""water mark on the river. A small-caliber gun muzzle at the bow slowly turned and the anti-machine gun pointed its gun at the bridge deck, ready for flat shooting.
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