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spnIn the afternoon, the British cannon finally fired.

Amidst the roar of artillery, the British launched an unprecedented fierce attack from the front and both wings. The British changed their previous caution and "forced" the Indians in front to charge with their rifles.

Looking around, the entire battlefield was almost full of British and Indian figures, who launched a full-line attack.

However, no one knows where their main attack direction is.

"Perhaps, any point will become their main attack direction."[

In the low division headquarters bunker, with the sound of shelling in front, bursts of shaking came, shaking off the mud and sand on the roof. At this time, the so-called division headquarters command center was the most dangerous. Zhuge Sheng chose

We arrived at the command bunker not far from the front line.

One division still has too few men and horses. Can the second division withstand it? If it can't, then the British can choose any place as a breakthrough in the entire defense line. Tens of thousands of troops can rush in, and only 10,000 can.

The second division with many people is difficult to stop.

It's not that the British broke through the second division's defense line, which meant the failure of this battle. Maybe the Southwest Army "government" will organize a second line of defense, or even a third line of defense. Just because the British are so pitiful

Zhuge Sheng can already meet the army. If he loses, the war will also be won, but he will become the biggest loser of the Southwest Army.

In nearly a week of fighting, although the Second Division achieved the result of annihilating nearly 5,000 enemies, most of the casualties were borne by the Indians. The results were brilliant, but the British escaped the war of attrition, and did not

Change the British offensive across the board at this moment.

"Zhuge, why are you still thinking about fighting?"

A familiar voice came, and Zhuge Sheng was startled. The pen in his hand had already fallen on the table. He raised his head and said in surprise: "'Chairman', how can you come to the front line at this time? Come on, come and send 'Chairman'

’ Go to the back.”

"No, since I'm here, I'm here specifically to encourage the Second Division."

Multiple sources of intelligence gathered together, and Zhang Shusheng came not so much to wait for the Second Division's defeat as to witness its glory. Because everything is ready, and as long as the Second Division can hold on until the last moment, victory will surely come to the Southwest.

, and even more so the combat effectiveness of the officers and soldiers of the Second Division.

"'Chairman', the war is in danger. Even if the Second Division is defeated, victory is ours. But if something happens to 'Chairman', then..." Zhuge Sheng was still worried. He was really unprepared, so he sent it off himself.

"Chairman" goes back to the rear. Compared with Zhang Shusheng's life and death, a battle or defeat is a trivial matter.

"Zhuge is worried, am I an ignorant person? I'm here this time to bring you good news." Zhang Shusheng pulled out his chair and sat down, took the information from the combat staff next to him, and handed it to Zhuge Sheng.

"Let's see. Tomorrow morning, the Third Division will arrive at the scheduled combat area. Tomorrow evening, the main force of the First Division will also begin to circle behind enemy lines. At the latest at dawn the day after tomorrow, we will be able to launch this desperate counterattack. British,

It's hard to escape if you have wings."

Zhuge Sheng was overjoyed. In this way, even if he failed, the British would only have one day to live at most. The arrival of the two main combat divisions would directly lead to a hunt for turtles in a jar.

However, after looking through the intelligence, he was a little confused, "'Chairman', ahem, I'd better call you Commander. Commander-in-Chief, if the Third Division participates in the battle to encircle the British as planned, then what will happen to the French?"

With one division, can the third garrison division stop it?"

Zhang Shusheng smiled and said: "Don't worry, you have to believe in the combat effectiveness of our brothers. Moreover, the Third Division of the Garrison Division and the Fourth Division of the Guangxi Garrison Division will participate in the battle to annihilate the French. Those arrogant Gallic chickens, let them go

The two artillery regiments and other baggage units that we were proud of were all left behind. Later tomorrow, the 4th Garrison Division starting from Guangxi will accept their artillery regiments."

"It's really great!!" Zhuge Sheng happily slapped his thigh, but unexpectedly a cannon exploded not far from the bunker, causing the entire bunker to shake violently. "Ahem...Commander-in-Chief,...

Are you okay? Damn the British, damn the cannons!"

"Ahem, it's okay. Let's go. You and I will go to the observation post in the bunker to take a look. The British cannons will no longer be arrogant."

As soon as the cannon fired, and after ten minutes of artillery preparation, the British infantry followed the first wave of heavy artillery, which had removed a large number of heavy machine guns, and advanced to the front of the second division position. It was in full bloom, with the surviving heavy machine gun bunkers and squad platoon troops

The light machine gun roared again.

The soldiers who had escaped hiding in the artillery pit also ran out again and aimed their rifles at the British more than 200 meters away. The sharpshooters took the lead in firing, and there was a loud sound of gunfire in an instant.

"Artillery, artillery, the enemy's No. 5 position is calling for artillery support!!" The British signal troops hid behind the low slope and called for fire support from the only heavy artillery regiment and the surviving mountain artillery.

However, the sound of cannons gradually and strangely stopped.[

"Oh.**.What is that!!!"

The sound of ten H-1 bombers and three J-1 fighter jets flying at low altitude finally covered up the reverberation of the roaring artillery. During the interval between firing, the British finally saw the dozens of scalp-numbing aircraft above the treetops.

fighter plane.

It was still dark, and facing these completely unfamiliar aircraft, the British seemed to see through the cabin and see the aviation bombs inside.

"Lois, there's nothing to worry about. Maybe our air force doesn't know for sure." A British artillery sergeant patted the frightened sergeant next to him, indicating that he didn't need to worry: "You have to know,

How unlucky my predecessors were, they always had to face countless German planes, but we are lucky, because the Chinese are too poor to even buy rifles, let alone planes..."

"** you!!" The sergeant became furious, and it was too late to even curse, because the so-called planes of his own air force that the sergeant said were flying from the direction of China. Moreover, when he spoke, they

He had already dropped the bombs one after another like hailstones. In his sight, a fighter plane had already begun to dive, and the direction was exactly towards him.

"Da da da!!..."

There was a violent burst of aviation machine gun fire, and two tongues of flame came out of the belly of the diving fighter plane. Without any pause at all, a long series of large-caliber aviation machine guns fired towards the small position of two guns.

Hit the barrel, the tail of the artillery, and even the soldiers...

Except for the sergeant who first spotted the fighter plane, he luckily threw himself into a bush and rolled underneath to escape. The dozen or so British soldiers at the position of the two cannons were instantly swept away by the swooping fighter jets like targets.** and Steel

The collision of gunpowder caused even the so-called outstanding soldiers of the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets to be swept into two pieces, or a huge hole almost knocked out the entire chest.

Death comes in an instant.

Boom...boom...boom...

As the fighter jets lowered their altitude and dived to strafe, confirming that there were no anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns, the bombers came on stage, and there was a burst of dense explosions. The H-1 bomber weighing more than one ton would

The bombs in the cabin were thrown down desperately. The 150-kilogram aerial bomb exploded into a large area as soon as it was fired. The British artillery units were continuously pulled out one after another.

Amidst the violent explosions, the British had no place to hide. The explosion of artillery batteries caused by the aerial bombing played the British death song to the extreme.

"No. 03, there are survivors below you."

"Roger! Got it!" Li Xianghong, the air force's operations leader, shouted on the operation channel. The No. 03 fighter jet that had just climbed suddenly turned sideways and lowered its altitude, turned and dived, and then aimed its aircraft machine gun at the artillery piece just now.

Position. The surviving artillery positions were once again plowed by large-caliber aircraft machine guns, and the few surviving British soldiers hiding in the depressions were also directly torn apart by large-caliber guns.

The invader finally tried the most powerful counterattack by the invaded object.

After the fatal bombing of the British artillery regiment, the bombers and fighter jets did not let go of the British artillery. After pulling the nose of the aircraft and raising the altitude slightly, the fighter jets took the lead in tracking the escaping British, but they could not escape with their two legs.

The fighter planes burned aviation kerosene, and the aircraft machine guns under the belly of the fighters and on both wings were like plowing the ground. Three long 127mm large-caliber aircraft machine guns were pulled from the beginning to the end, mowing down the fleeing British in a wave.

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The British artillerymen who were once arrogant and domineering, and who had been shooting wildly at the Chinese positions just a few minutes ago, were now being dragged away by a large number of them with a single stroke of the deadly scythe wielded by the God of Death.

It's a pity that their God turned a blind eye. It's not that God is too powerful, but that the God of Death at this time is too terrifying. With unexpectedly advanced fighters, sufficient training, enough "medicine", and Zhang Shusheng's

Personally ordering, the poor British artillerymen were shot at like ducks, or were blown directly into the sky by aerial bombs, waving their hands and feet, and were torn into many pieces and thrown into the sky...

"Damn, why did the artillery stop???"

Major General Knox personally visited the front line and was observing the offensive situation of the entire defense line with satisfaction.

After their own full preparation, the Chinese were clearly at a disadvantage. They had been able to hold on to the frontline bunker for several days, but a large section of the frontline bunker was removed by the heavy artillery regiment, leaving a fatal gap. The Chinese were using countless soldiers to block the attack of their own army.

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Although the Chinese heavy artillery artillery fell equally densely on the British or Indians, setting off a wave of death, the British and Indians who had no trenches and no bunkers suffered even more heavy casualties.[

However, war is about killing people, and General Knox no longer cares about casualties. As long as he describes the number of squadrons on the opposite side appropriately and "accurately", he will still be the wise general who conquered part of China after World War I.

, will be recorded in history.

The army can be mobilized from the rear, but victory must be won by oneself.

"Report to the general that the heavy artillery regiment was bombed by planes from unknown forces and suffered heavy losses. Lieutenant Colonel Simmons, the commander of the artillery regiment, was killed on the spot. It is suspected that it was a Chinese plane..."

However, a sudden report chilled General Knox's body.

The Chinese actually have planes...and there are enough planes to destroy the artillery regiment.

Just five minutes later, General Knox and other British officers and soldiers who were confused saw the advanced weapons of the Chinese.

A barbaric nation in their eyes flew fighter planes that were comparable to the most advanced aircraft in service in their country to bomb these people of God and the gentlemen of the King of England!!

After receiving the order from the front commander, the dozen or so returning fighter planes cleared away the British heavy artillery regiment and marched triumphantly towards the defense line of Mengmao Town.

A dozen fighter planes are not that many. Placing them on the British attack line of fire that is several kilometers wide cannot completely reverse the situation, but it can focus on suppressing the British offensive momentum.

"Yu Cheng, where are all the machine gunners in your class dead? Shoot me!" Dai Anlan was operating a 22-year-old light machine gun when he suddenly heard that the heavy machine gun in the distance was mute, and the enemy had already

We were almost within 100 meters. Without the heavy machine gun to stop the fire, it was difficult to defend against these British and Indians who were rushing towards us as if they were desperate for their lives.

From the knowledge learned at the military academy and actual combat experience, Dai Anlan knew that as long as the heavy machine guns were properly arranged and the number was sufficient, let alone dozens or hundreds of people, no matter how many more people rushed up, they would still be a pile of rotten meat in front of the heavy machine gun position.

The British, the French, the Germans, almost everyone has proven that the heavy machine gun is the king on the battlefield.

"Damn it, company commander, the machine gun is finished!"

Yu Cheng crawled out of the trench with his face covered in blood. He felt that his ears were full of blood. He didn't hear clearly what Dai Anlan was shouting. Instead, he took the initiative to call his company commander.

Just now, the British actually used a recoil rifle to attack the heavy machine gun team at close range. The explosion even injured Yu Cheng, who was not far away, and a large piece of flesh on his arm was shaved off.
To be continued...