It was a good thing that there was no sound, as it proved that the men under his command were not discovered by the Arabs.

Otherwise, even if there is no cannon fire, there will definitely be gunfire.

Why is there no sound yet?

I picked up the telescope and looked into the distance. The visibility was very poor and it was hazy in the distance.

Suddenly, an explosion occurred on the Arab position in the distance.

Li Jiu immediately picked up his Akha rifle and Gurkha commando, although he did not bring a gun.

But everyone brought two grenades!

Just after crossing the trench, I heard the sound of dense grenade explosions.

These stupid Gurkhas finally know how to fight.

Then with the force of the grenade explosion, the Gurkhas jumped up like leopards.

Ignoring the scorching air waves and the choking smoke, they jumped into the Arab bunker like madmen with Gurkha scimitars in their hands.

The Gurkha scimitar in his hand was pointed at the opponent desperately.

The target is all about the neck!

Of course, there are also those who cut off their hands and scream!

For a moment, the Arab trenches were filled with screams.

Blood was flying, and heads, hands and feet were dancing wildly.

Li Jiu rushed to the front of the enemy's trench and jumped in first.

A Gurkha soldier said something to him, but he couldn't understand it. He just waved his hand and led his men along the bunker.

Seeing a right-angled bend in front of him, Li Jiu threw the grenade in his hand without hesitation.

There was an explosion, and Li Jiu couldn't wait for the smoke to clear. He raised the Aka rifle in his hand and pointed it inside.

Two Arab guerrillas who were blown up by grenades were still stunned when they were shot into the chest by a string of bullets.

There were shouts of killing, shelling, and gunshots everywhere.

Human screams are just one note of this symphony.

After all, the screams are very short-lived. Sometimes you can't even hear them if you don't listen carefully.

Li Jiu relied on the continuous fire of the Aka rifle to attack eight bunkers in a row until he completely occupied the trench that had blocked him for more than half a month.

"Platoon commander, we took it down. It was easy!" When the sky was dark, Li Jiu was still leading people to reinforce the bunker.

The position is taken, and the next thing is to wait for the enemy to counterattack.

According to previous practice, if a position is lost.

If we don't fight for more than ten days, it won't even be finished if more than 1,800 people die.

This kind of tug-of-war takes place almost every day in Damascus. Everyone is accustomed to it and does not need Li Jiu's orders.

The non-commissioned officers took their men and worked hard to reinforce the bunker.

"Platoon commander, we killed more than thirty people and injured more than forty people!

I feel something is wrong. We were beaten so hard two days ago. Why are so many people killed and injured today?

When we fought with them a few days ago, they still had at least one battalion here, equipped with mortars."

"How many casualties did we have?"

Although the Ming army did not care much about the life and death of the Gurkhas, Li Jiu was a special case.

He felt that as long as it was his own soldier, one less person would die.

No matter what, it is considered a victory to survive until you can return home on a big ship.

"Thirteen people died, and more than thirty were injured. Two of them were seriously injured, and the rest were lightly injured.

Just bandage it and you can continue doing it, it won’t be a problem!”

"So few casualties?" The Ming army was the attacker. Although it was caught by surprise, it was not easy after all. How could there be so few casualties?

"Those Gurkhas were so fierce that all the people in the machine gun bunker were hacked to death.

You brought the people up in time, so of course the casualties were small."

"No! Something's wrong!

Think about it, we were fighting here a few days ago. There was at least a battalion of troops here! 1

But look at these small fish and shrimps.

The total is not enough for even one company, where are the remaining people?" Li Jiu keenly discovered the clues.

That is, the number of enemy troops destroyed was wrong.

"This is unlikely. Although the night is darker, we can't see clearly whether anyone escaped.

However, we have captured more than forty prisoners.

These people will be stunned when they hear the sound of gunshots. Then they will scream and run away towards home!

When they return home, they are afraid of light, water, and everything, and the symptoms are very similar to those of rabies patients."

"Don't put money on your men's faces. They are already dead when they encounter our Liao army.

Tell me, what did you find out during the interrogation?" Li Jiu raised his hand and slapped the tough guy.

"It was the platoon leader who knew immediately that I had conducted an interrogation.

The Arabs said that their large army was transferred away three days ago.

You said you were going to Mosul in the north, but you don’t know what you’re going to do?”

"Mosul?"

Li Jiu felt keenly that the Arabs were gathering.

For this rally, they were even willing to abandon the siege of Damascus, which they paid a huge price for.

"You, go to the regiment headquarters and report. Just say that the enemy troops have gone to Mosul to gather. I don't know what they are going to do next!"

"No!" the correspondent agreed and ran away as fast as he could.

"Reinforce the trenches and collect ammunition." Regardless of whether the opponent counterattacks or not, Li Jiu must be prepared for the opponent's counterattack.

Mosul!

Moshe Dayan was looking at the map and scribbling on it with red and blue pencils.

"This time, we have assembled an army of 200,000 people. We also have a lot of equipment and ammunition!

The oil fields in Basra must be captured in one fell swoop. Only by capturing the oil fields in Basra can Ming Dynasty surrender.

Even if we cannot capture the oil fields, we will still take advantage of the Ming Dynasty’s chaos to attack their oil wells.”

News on the battlefield actually spreads very quickly.

Moshe Dayan, who was concerned about the war between Poland and Russia, naturally did not miss the details of the battlefield.

Through the investigation report in Odessa, Moshe Dayan knew that the Ming Dynasty now had an iron chariot.

These iron carriages can withstand all bullets, including 12.7mm rifle rounds.

At a certain distance, the 25mm anti-aircraft gun is just something to scratch his itch.

Of course Moshe Dayan knew that these iron carts would not be pushed by humans.

This can confirm that Ming Dynasty is powerful in military technology!

He thought that it would be too naive to spread rumors that the Ming people used this method to deceive him.

Since it's not pushed by humans, there must be a power device.

Needless to say, it goes without saying that the power device is the diesel engine developed by Daming.

What surprised Moshe Dayan even more was the iron bird flying in the sky.

It flies more than twice as fast as an airship. In front of this thing, the anti-aircraft gun is no different from a decoration.

And as long as the anti-aircraft guns fire, they will be attacked wildly by those iron birds.

The powerful Polish army was destroyed in the hands of these two weapons.

Moshe Dayan knew that the Hebrew army also needed to face the same problem if it wanted to defeat the Ming army.

Iron cars and iron birds!

So Moshe Dayan planned to start from the root and directly cut off the Ming Dynasty's largest oil field, the Basra Oil Field.

As long as the Ming army's fuel supply is cut off, their iron chariots and iron birds will be nothing more than a pile of scrap metal.

Therefore, he ordered the Arab guerrillas to gather their forces and move closer to Mosul.
Chapter completed!