Australian Storm 1876

  Chapter 618 Are you kidding me?

  In the evening, in the early morning hours.

The black shadows of the    group set off from the Southern Federal Army camp, detoured about 4.5 kilometers upstream of Xueshan Town, and walked across the half-high Limer River, quietly touching the direction of the mountains and highlands.

Although the soldiers drank some strong alcohol, their damp uniforms were still shivering from the cold at night. The loss of body heat made their movements stiff. The soldiers stumbled and smashed away from time to time in the dark, even Someone twisted his foot and made loud noises and painful screams, which spread far in the dark night.

This made Colonel Fletcher very annoyed and whispered; "If you don't want to kill us all, then let them shut up, these **** idiots, do you want to tell the Easterners that we are here? Guess they welcome Is yours a turkey or a bullet."

   "Sir, the soldiers are all frozen."

   "Idiot, let them bear it, it's not an outing now."

   "Yes, sir."

"God, this is really a disaster." Colonel Fletcher had an urge to kill, took out the hip flask he was carrying with him, poured a sip of strong alcohol, and felt the warmth of the cold body before he felt good. A little bit.

  The attacking troops are already close to the railway line, and the mountain top plateau and Xueshan Town are within less than 1 kilometer from the railway line. It can be said that they have touched the enemy's nose.

  At this critical time, making any mistake is fatal.

  Fortunately, the Easterners were not very vigilant, and allowed the sneak attack troops to approach the railway line smoothly. There was still a distance of about two to three hundred meters, which made the principal Fletcher relieved.

  Even if it was discovered at this time, a charge would kill the enemy.

Not long after Colonel Fletcher was proud, there were loud screams and curses in the dark night. Such a loud noise could even be heard in Snow Mountain Town, and it made the blue veins of Colonel Flett jump; "Damn...what's the matter?"

   "Report to the sir that the enemy has set up pits and barbed wire. Many of us have been injured as a result. It seems that the situation is not good. The enemy is well prepared."

   "Nonsense, I can't take care of that much now, and order the soldiers to blast through the barbed wire with a grenade and rush over..."

  Not finished

   Suddenly heard "puff puff puff puff" a few dull gunshots, a series of white phosphorous flares rose up into the sky and exploded, instantly bright as daylight, exposing all the black-pressed offensive troops to the wilderness.

  Especially bad is the barbed wire blocking the direction of the offensive troops. A large number of soldiers huddled together, and some people fell in the trap and screamed with their legs. Now the cover of the night is dispelled by the light, and they are all exposed.

   "Hit me hard!"

   give an order

  The guns rang intensively, and a clear net of fire was intertwined in the night to envelop the soldiers of the Southern Army. They immediately sculpted numerous blood holes in the soldiers' bodies, convulsed and swayed in the rain of bullets, and fell to the ground to death.

  "DaDaDa...DaDaDa..."

  Several Maxine heavy machine guns also roared, and the hot bullets squirted back and forth like death whips, bringing fear and death, and swept down large groups of soldiers like leeks.

   "Fight back, order the troops to organize a counterattack."

   "Quickly, let the soldiers blast the barbed wire with grenades, open the channel and rush in."

   "No, you can't retreat. There is no shelter on the wasteland. You must never throw your back to the enemy, otherwise you will die faster."

   "Rush over, rush over, or you will die here."

   Colonel Fletcher yelled hoarsely, and commanded his soldiers to press on and attack wildly.

  The fierce fighting gunshots rang out. The attacking Confederate Army soldiers responded indiscriminately. Many soldiers threw grenades, "boom boom...".

In the large group of fire and mud splashing, the barbed wire was blown up into segments of dead snakes. The brave white soldiers poured in along the gap and were swept down by batches of hot machine gun bullets. The corpses became more tired. Higher.

  After more than 10 minutes of fierce battle

  The strong smell of blood permeated the night, and after leaving large corpses near the barbed wire, the southern coalition soldiers retreated again.

  The white phosphorous flare that rises up into the sky from time to time drives away the darkness again and again. Between the flickering of light and darkness, the crimson trajectory of the bullet is clearly visible, turning the vicinity of the barbed wire into a dead zone, with corpses lying around.

The soldiers of the Southern Army who attacked at night were the size of a regiment plus a division guard battalion, with a total number of more than 2,360. In the battle of more than 10 minutes, nearly 700 soldiers were killed and injured. The battlefield was full of wailing and strong smell of blood. It spreads with the wind and makes your scalp numb.

   Really hell, the sneak attack became a tough battle.

Colonel Fletcher watched the tragic battle. According to his rich combat experience, he estimated that there were no less than 800 enemies involved in the ambush, and he had 7 Maxine heavy machine guns. One was destroyed in the battle and still remains. With vigorous firepower.

Colonel Fletcher is a veteran who has experienced the American Civil War and has participated in many **** and cruel battles. He is a soldier who has rolled out of the dead and has become like a rock.

He watched the darkness cover the battlefield again, and the enemy and us were lying on the ground. You came and I was shooting, but the sound of the guns became much thinner. The enemy's heavy machine guns all stopped roaring, like beasts hidden in the dark. Whenever I find an opportunity, I will rush forward and take a bite.

  The enemy is lying in ambush on the side of the railway roadbed. The high-heavy railway roadbed is a natural infantry shelter. Such random shooting is only a waste of bullets and can not hurt the enemy at all.

  "Stop shooting and save bullets."

   Colonel Fletcher's order was passed on, the random shooting finally stopped, and the terrible silence on the battlefield resumed.

   "Send the guard battalion commander Major Grant Sharps to come immediately and have an urgent combat mission to give him."

"Yes, sir."

   Chuan Ling Bing saluted a military salute, turned around and left in a hurry, his figure quickly drowned in darkness.

Colonel Fletcher’s gray-blue eyes stared at the front, and there really were 10,000 beasts whizzing past his head. This **** combat mission, this **** cunning enemy, and the **** Lime... …

  Thinking of this, he couldn't help having a cold fight all over, and quickly took out a kettle and poured a gulp of strong wine to warm himself.

  In this cold temperature in the middle of the night, lying wet on the grass in the wasteland, the cold breeze is really cool, not to mention how uncomfortable it feels.

The officers were better. Most of the kettles were filled with some spirits. The soldiers were miserable. They only drank two sips of spirits while crossing the river. After more than an hour, the spirit of drinking had passed long ago. Hold on.

  Look around the battlefield

   Colonel Fletcher felt that the troops in his hand could still make a surprise attack, striving to break through the enemy's ambush railway line to form a night melee, using the advantages of troops to reverse the situation, turning passive into active, and fighting a beautiful counterattack.

He was originally a wealthy white rancher. He participated in this war not to protect the **** white homeland, nor to launch a holy war against infidels, but to be jealous of the prosperous towns in the north, which can easily pay thousands of pounds. The wealthy Chinese dreamed of being able to **** a handful.

  People have no foreign wealth and are not rich, and horses have no night and grass and are not fat.

  Col. Fletcher bet; at least more than half of the white people hold this sordid thought.

to be honest

They have no sense of belonging to the newly formed Southern Confederation. Among the soldiers of the Southern Army are Scots, Irish, French, Germans, Americans and even Indians. These people have different religious beliefs, different skin colors, and different languages. Why? Maybe fight to the death to defend the common homeland of white people?

  Ocean Kingdom does not discriminate against whites, whether whites rule or His Majesty ruled, it makes no difference to the bottom white people.

  The main reason is that the northern cities and towns are too rich. Those wealthy Chinese businessmen can easily pay out thousands of pounds. The eyes of the people who watch them are red, and everyone wants to **** them.

  People have no foreign wealth and are not rich, and horses have no night and grass and are not fat.

   "Report sir, Major Grant Sharps has arrived."

The voice of the messenger interrupted Colonel Fletcher's brief distraction. He beckoned to the guard battalion commander Major Grant Sharps and directly ordered;

"Mr. Major, your guard battalion did not suffer a serious setback in the previous attack. I now ask you to take all your soldiers to walk 2 kilometers north along the railway line. Remember to circle a large circle to meet the enemy in a concealed manner. I guess there will be no There are a lot of enemy defenses.

  Your task is to lead your subordinates to break through the railway defense line with swift action. Remember to blow up those **** wire fences with grenades, then lead your troops to attack from the side, and cooperate with the main force to attack. "

  Speaking of which

Colonel Flett put his hands in the middle and said in a cold tone; "In 20 minutes, I will order the troops to launch a feint to cover you and attract the enemy's attention. Then we will flicker from side to side to completely eliminate this. Cunning Orientals, I will kill them all, leaving no one behind."

   "Yes, Mr. Colonel, the guard battalion will launch a swift attack as you wish."

   "Excellent, then the attack will be launched on time in 20 minutes."

   "Understand, I will execute the order now."

  Looking at the back of the major leaving, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Colonel Fletcher’s mouth.

  He knows that the commander of the Smith Legion behind him is closely watching the current situation. This is the first battle of the start, so it is extremely important. Mr. Colonel needs a beautiful counterattack to prove himself. I am a real veteran.

   20 minutes later

On the frontal position, more than a dozen heavy machine guns of the Southern Federal Army roared and threw out dense bullets. The iron roadbed was cracked with rocks and hit the steel railroad tracks as if it was raining and hitting plantains. , Mars is everywhere.

  Puffpuffpuff......a few dull gunshots

  Several white phosphorous flares rose into the sky again, dispelling a large area of ​​darkness. The soldiers who pretended to attack with guns, bowed waists, cautiously attacked the raised roadbed position, and the sound of platoon guns and heavy machine guns on the opposite side roared again.

  The bullets shuttled back and forth, cutting blood holes in the attacking soldiers from time to time, and knocked them to the ground without mercy...

  War is coming back

  The ping-pong-pong playing was really lively, but the attacking speed was very slow, and it only took a few minutes to advance several 10 meters.

  At this time, about 2 kilometers north of the railway line, a violent explosion of grenade suddenly erupted, flashing a large group of fire, and the preset barbed wire was blown up to pieces.

  The sound of the explosion has not stopped, hundreds of black shadows swarmed forward and quickly broke through the barbed wire blockade and approached the roadbed, 150 meters...120 meters...90 meters...70 meters...

  The attacking southern army white soldiers broke through smoothly, which made them roar and yell in excitement, cursing loudly and rushing up with their guns, looking fierce and vicious.

  They were really frustrated. They were hit hard by enemy bullets but couldn't fight back.

  The offensive white soldiers seemed to want to vent their depression through roaring. They wanted to kill every Easterner encountered during the offensive and let them taste helplessness and fear.

Seeing that the soldiers of the Southern Army were about to break through the railway line, the distance was already less than 50 meters. At this moment, a group of black shadows rushed from a distance, puff puff... The swarm of southern soldiers was exposed to bright light.

Then the two Maxine heavy machine guns roared and spattered ammunition frantically, staggering back and forth like the fire whip of the **** of death. The attacking southern army soldiers were beaten to the ground and died. The heavy machine gun bullets were on the soldiers. Large groups of blood mist exploded in the offensive queue, like a unilateral massacre.

   "Fight back with full force. All the soldiers are looking for cover through the railway line. Hurry up and set up machine guns to fight back, my god!" The guard battalion commander Major Grant-Sharps was so anxious that his eyes were red, and he hurriedly issued orders.

The attacking divisional guard battalion soldiers stood by the unobstructed railway line and fired at the enemy with their guns. The bullet hit the rapidly approaching dark object without any response, but the opponent's two heavy machine guns did not respond. Has been shooting frantically, reaping lives unscrupulously.

  Many white soldiers just rushed to the railroad tracks and were hit by heavy machine gun bullets, shaking like lotus leaves in the wind and rain, twitching and falling to the ground to death.

   miserable, too miserable...

  The two heavy machine guns of the Southern Army were just set up and fired. They were hit by the heavy machine gun bullets that followed frantically, and the machine gun parts flew everywhere.

  In just three or four minutes, the entire guard battalion even suffered nearly half of the casualties.

"God... what the **** is it? Quickly rush over to find cover and organize a counterattack on the spot." Major Grant-Sharps was beaten by the dark ghost, his hands and feet were cold, and he crawled with a rolling belt. Dashed across the railway line and fell into a dry ditch.

  Poor, this shallow dry ditch is only less than 20 cm deep, and most of his body is still exposed.

at this time

From a distance, another dark thing approached quickly, and then two more heavy machine guns joined the roar. The crazy slaughter rushed to the white soldiers in the guard camp near the railway line, killing one soldier after another who could counterattack. .

  This seemed to be the last straw that overwhelmed the camel. The guard battalion that suffered heavy casualties could no longer hold it up, and one after another dropped their weapons and raised their hands and surrendered.

  A short and fierce battle of twenty minutes came to an end. Except for the more than 70 guard battalion soldiers who survived by chance, more than 340 people were killed (the wounded were refilled one by one).

  Backed by the bright flares, the battlefields separated by less than 2 kilometers are very detailed. There is no secret at all.

   Colonel Flett silently put down the telescope in his hand, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. The cold and fear had deeply gripped his body and mind, making him unable to be on his own.

  He saw through the binoculars what that dark strange thing was?

  The thing is a human-powered maintenance vehicle commonly seen on railways. Two people use a lever to press up and down, and this type of vehicle can drive forward on the rails at almost the same speed as a bicycle.

  The cunning Oriental commander piled sandbags on the railway maintenance vehicle, set up two heavy machine gun positions, and...

  Col. Fleet really wants to cry without tears; the railway maintenance car can still play like this, are you kidding me?

   Although this thing is simple, it is a big killer along the unobstructed railway. Unless it is blown up with artillery, it will be insoluble.

  (End of this chapter)