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The battle continued, and time passed forward little by little. Although Captain Li was still a little skeptical about the personal command of the Chief of Staff, seeing his calm look, he had no choice but to put his mind on his own. In the stomach, waiting for a final result.
Twenty minutes passed quickly, and the flares rose into the sky as scheduled. Each flare did not last long in the air, only about three minutes. However, these three minutes were already long enough for Xiong Sanwa. It was enough. This time he only fired one shot to kill the most threatening enemy machine gunner, and also fired a second shot, hitting an enemy commander. Just when the machine guns stopped, the commandos of the 277th Regiment rushed out of the hidden darkness with lightning speed according to the established plan, throwing grenades and grenades at the enemy's position, and exploded. The sound was heard one after another on the hills in the dark night, as if the sound of festive firecrackers was urging the arrival of the New Year; the Indian position was already in chaos. For the commandos of the 277th Regiment, , but it was a golden opportunity. At the moment when the flare was about to disappear, Zhang Xian saw that someone had already rushed up the hill and rushed into the enemy's position.
"Blow the charge horn!" Zhang Xian immediately ordered the bugler beside him.
The trumpeter had been waiting for this order. As soon as he heard Zhang Xian's words, he blew the horn, and the loud charge horn resounded throughout the sky in an instant. This was an encouraging signal. The other soldiers who followed the commando team got excited and shouted in unison, following closely in the footsteps of the first wave of commandos, they also attacked this not-too-high hill.
The Indian Gurkha soldiers on the hill were still resisting in self-defense at the beginning. The two sides engaged in close combat in the dark based on their feelings, but the charging horn of the national army seemed to be that of a sea monster. The chirping made them shudder; coupled with the Chinese shouts of killing that rang out from all directions, this army that had already lost confidence became even more frightened. Some people could not help but move toward Wanta in the north. They retreated in the direction of Bucun. In that direction, they miraculously were not attacked by the Chinese. So these Gurkhas seemed to have contracted an infectious disease and retreated in that direction one after another, which resulted in With a domino-like effect, the soldiers who were still resisting tenaciously gave up their desperate resistance, followed the footsteps of their companions, and retreated in the direction of Wantab Village.
In fact, there are not many Indian soldiers on this hill, and their strength is more than a thousand, which is more than the soldiers of the National Salvation Army who attacked. However, in this dark situation, they are faced with the huge force of the Burmese army. If the entire army is defeated, even a steel army will be affected. If their escape route is still blocked, they will definitely fight back hard under the desire to survive. This is the character of the Gurkhas. But this time, they already have a way out. It seems that all people are weak and will naturally choose the simplest and smoothest road without knowing it.
Under the fierce attack led by the 277th Regiment, the Gurks' position had been loosened. They no longer put up a desperate resistance and joined the retreat one after another. For their commander, Colonel Daniel, There was also a certain error in his judgment on the battlefield at this time. He originally wanted to persevere and stabilize his position. However, he faced the Burmese army's solo withdrawal, the unknown number of Chinese troops, and the sudden encounter in the dark night. The attack reluctantly responded to the challenge. After many considerations, the decision was finally made to evacuate the battlefield quickly. This was actually an order to escape, so the Gurkha soldiers did not hesitate and gave up completely. The entire position turned around and fled in the direction of Wantab Village as if lifeless, thinking that they would be safe by crossing the Salween River from there.
Soon, this hilly position that was originally lying in the middle of the road changed hands into the hands of the National Salvation Army. Zhang Xian and Captain Li set foot on this position that was still smoking, and there was already a hint of smoke in the eastern sky. Bright light, this was like a glimmer of light that broke through the darkness. Zhang Xian knew that their most difficult moment was finally over. It was the darkness before dawn, and it was about to dawn.
"Are you chasing the enemy?" Captain Li asked Zhang Xian. From the hilltop, you can still vaguely see the figures of many Indian soldiers running towards the Salween River in the north. That direction is naturally also Vantaa. The direction of Bucun.
Zhang Xian shook his head and said to him: "Forget it, no need to chase!"
Captain Li felt a little puzzled and asked Zhang Xian: "Master, why don't you pursue me?"
Zhang Xian couldn't help but let out a bitter smile: "It will be dawn soon. If we still fight after dawnThey escaped, but like all human beings, their desire for life was so strong that when faced with the choice between life and death, their cowardice was wiped away and they began to fight for their lives. As for the many student soldiers of the National Salvation Army who entered the battlefield for the first time this time, they still had an advantage in the confrontation with the Burmese army, so at the beginning, they did not take these Indians who were also defeated as a group. It wasn't until we got into a real hand-to-hand fight that we realized how powerful our opponent was. However, in this situation where life and death only last for a moment, a trace of fear often turns into a lifelong regret. Many student soldiers died in this way. Lost!
Gao Wei also regretted it. Even though he knew that the student soldiers were not strong in fighting ability and lacked guns and ammunition, he still wanted to take the risk and attack the retreating group of Gurks. He had also experienced the experience of these Gurks. It was powerful, but in the end the desire to win a big victory still defeated the heart that should have remained rational, and the battle started like this. Their sneak attack did cause a lot of casualties to these Indians, but it also eventually inspired these mercenaries. They fight like trapped beasts in the end, and it is this kind of fight that is a fatal threat to the student soldiers of the National Salvation Army! He has already seen three or four student soldiers fall under the enemy's sharp scimitar. He is also like crazy, trying to reverse the battle situation that was originally an advantage but is now gradually turning into a decline. Three or four Gurkhas also lost their lives under the bayonet, but he could not change the disadvantage of the entire scene with the power of one person or several people. Just when he was a little desperate, Zhang Xian led the men of the 277th Regiment and rushed over like the wind. The situation on the battlefield suddenly changed. Faced with the sudden increase in the national army, the Gurkhas finally psychologically He was completely defeated, and his resistance became pale.
"Disarm and do not kill!" Zhang Xian told the soldiers in advance that they had learned such a sentence in Burmese. At this time, he ordered everyone to shout this sentence in Burmese.
The entire battlefield is full of half-baked Burmese, but the Indians understand it! Someone really put down their weapons, thus saving his life and ending his fight; then, more people put down their weapons, and more people raised their hands
Gao Wei finally let out a long breath, and his nervous mood immediately relaxed. He knew that at dawn, their victory would come! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com