Chapter 296 Just death, only death!
"How long has it been?" Standing in a fort of the castle and looking at the dark distance, the wind made the raindrops float into the fort one after another, which had made Colonel Michels' neat and straight clothes wet and cold, but he had no intention of leaving here at all. The fiery red eyebrows were tightly locked, and the gray eyes were full of doubt and anxiety.
"It's been an hour and five minutes, Mr. Colonel." Next to him, a guard looked at his pocket watch and immediately replied.
"It's been so long since they left the castle?" Michelle muttered, and beside him, he had hurriedly changed, and finally restored some aristocratic neat and elegant demeanor, the commissioner Oviemas, also looked very nervous.
They began to exchange fire with the enemy about half an hour ago. In half an hour, they could launch several charges and defeat the enemy several times. However, now, the hissing sound in the distance can still be faintly swept into their ears by the wind, which only shows that their troops have fallen into hardships. In the war.
"Mr. Colonel, shall we send a reinforcement to pick it up?" Major Cruise made his own suggestion to Colonel Michelle. Our troops must be fighting hard, which shows that the other party's combat effectiveness is indeed not as bad as we think. Now, there are only 5,000 people in our base camp. If we don't take them back, then..."
"Wait a minute. I trust Major Marbury. He is the best and most rational officer I have ever seen. He has 3,000 elite subordinates. Under his command, it should be no problem to deal with 2,000 pirates. Colonel Michels used an uncertain tone for the first time.
Major Cruise was slightly silent for a while, but he summoned up his courage and made a request to the grumpy boss: "Mr. Colonel, although I also think Major Marbury is very excellent, we can't do nothing. If the other party has any backhand, then, our brave taxis Soldier..."
"Well, you don't have to say anything more, Colonel Cruise. I'll give you five minutes to gather five companies (one hundred people in a company), and then be on standby at the East Gate." Michelle raised her eyebrows, and her gray eyes looked at Cruise, gentle and powerfully. If I give the order to attack, I hope you can rush to the position in the shortest time to pick up Major Marbury.
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"Yes, Colonel!" Cruise made a standard military salute with his legs and Michelle, quickly left the fort and rushed out of the heavy rain.
"Your decision is very wise, my colonel, I also think something is wrong." Oviemas flattered Colonel Michelle at this time. You know, his life now depends on the brave colonel and his troops.
"I can't believe it. I never thought there would be such a long battle with the Orientals." Michels sighed gently. He was irritable, but after the beginning of the war, he was able to suppress his anger and solve every problem rationally. However, now, the strength of the other party began to trouble him.
When did the Chinese have such a strong army? If this army appeared earlier, even if the Governor gave the order to attack Lanfang, I'm afraid Colonel Michels needs to be carefully considered.
At this time, a purple-white ground, thick as thick as a bucket and lightning stretched to the ground like a tree trunk, almost illuminating the whole space as daylight. In this short moment, Michels seemed to see the heroic soldiers on the fierce battlefield a few miles away. Fight with blood.
His hand couldn't help stroking the beautiful medal on his chest, which was personally brought to him by King William V of the Netherlands to praise his bravery on the European battlefield. May the Netherlands be with them, and may the king be with them. Colonel Michels clenched his fist fiercely.
"May God be with us." Oviemas devoutly crossed the cross on his chest. Originally, he felt extremely stable here, but he felt so uneasy at this moment, as if this storm had washed away all his original joy and security.
"God..." Second Lieutenant Fannie finally found the reason why his body had lost its balance. His left foot was cut at the ankle bone by the fragments that had just exploded. His left leg, which had lost the whole sole of his foot, seemed to regain consciousness at this time. The heartbreaking pain made him scream painfully.
His screams had just been squeezed out of his throat, and a cavalryman on the slope was lifted by a mine again and hit the head of Second Lieutenant Fannie fiercely. His head was directly hit into a strange angle. His eyes looked blankly into the distance, allowing the running horse to drag him to the grass soaked in the rainstorm. On the top, a long bloodline was dragged out.
Lieutenant Robben's forehead turned up a piece of flesh, and blood kept oozing out of the pale thin flesh, which was washed away by the strong wind and rain. There was a gap in the eaves of his beautiful cavalry helmet. It was caused by the shrapnel of a mine.
However, this does not affect Lieutenant Robben's strong will. He just tried to lower his body and minimize the damage caused by the terrible explosion around him. His saber still pointed straight ahead, at the sharp tip of the knife, under the whirlwind, making a bright buzz, just like Xia Chan's transparent cicada wings are like that.
The smile on Lieutenant Robben's face became more and more ferocious. He seemed to have felt the trembling pleasure from the tip of the sabre, as if it were a blood-eating sound. There were several bruises on his beloved horse, but it still steadily followed the master's order and tried to rush forward fearlessly.
"Fire!" Ni Ming opened his mouth and roared. Because of excessive force, his originally handsome and beautiful face became strange and ferocious. He pulled the trigger fiercely, and the revolver in his hand was slightly raised up. The muzzle first spewed out a rotating warhead, followed by a stream of white smoke and the flame.
Lieuten Robben's pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously narrowed his eyes tighter. At this speed, at such a distance of less than 30 steps, he could not make effective avoidance movements at all. He could only rush hard. He could only hope that the cavalry's chest armor on his body could give himself enough protection, so that he could Hand-killing on the spot.
The moment his idea just rose, he felt that his cheeks seemed to be gently brushed by something, and then there was a burning sensation, which made him close his right eye. If there was a mirror in front of him at this moment, he would definitely see that his The right face was wiped out of a blood tank by the flying bullet.
Once again, the gun in the other party's hand spewed out the fire that could only be looming in the heavy rain again. His psychological quality was quite good, and Robben's heart, which had experienced countless battles, almost stopped.
This time, the bullet fortunately hit Robben's cavalry breastplate, and the huge impact force forced his body to lean back. Fortunately, Lieutenant Robben's superb riding skills helped him not to lose his balance, but just when he didn't have time to celebrate, the same person, the same gun, once again He spit out a fire tongue. This time, Robben felt that his left chest suddenly became hot and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. His right hand, which had held the saber tightly, lost all his strength in an instant. It was blown down obliquely by the wind and hit the eye of his beloved horse under him.
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The frightened war horse stepped into the air, and Robben, who had lost his control of the body, felt that his body had become so light, like the feathers floating in the sky, floating gently, and then fell into the dust. At this time, it seemed that all the feelings returned to the body.
The feeling of paralysis was spreading rapidly from the chest to the whole body. Robben blinked quickly. He saw that the young Chinese officer who had always wanted to kill under the knife was standing above his head. His pale face looked so cold and strong. He hung his head and seemed to be looking at himself. In the midst of the eternal darkness, Robben's last consciousness was the young Chinese officer's eyes, which seemed a little nervous and full of victory excitement... Ni Ming looked at the Dutch officer who died under his own gun and finally rushed to the wet rain for more than ten steps before stopping at his feet. There was a saying in his heart. The feeling of not coming out was that this was the first time he opened fire at the enemy face to face and killed him in front of his own eyes.
However, in the past, the feeling of vomiting when seeing bloody scenes was not at all, but some were a surprise that was close to victory. Looking at the rapid call of the Dutch officer under his feet gradually disappearing or even calming down, Ni Ming raised his head, raised the gun in his hand again, aimed at the next target, and pulled the trigger fiercely!
The explosion of the mine is still continuing, and the sudden firelight is extinguished in the dark rainy night. The sadness of the war horse is in harmony with the absolute shouting of the wounded soldier. The formation of the Dutch cavalry that originally attacked forward has been completely disrupted. These unknown weapons made them feel unspeakable fear from the bottom of their hearts.
When the heroic and fearless posture of Lieutenant Robben disappeared from their sight like a kite with broken wings, the last trace of courage squeezed from the bottom of his heart was finally consumed.
Similarly, the war horses under them were also frightened by this terrible, continuous explosion. After the initial habitual impact was stopped, they no longer obeyed the command of the owner on the horse's back and instinctively ran in the direction they thought was safe, or turned around.
A hundred revolvers fire like fried beans. The crisp and dense gunfire reminds people of the festive firecrackers of the Spring Festival. However, what it represents here is only death, but only death...
(to be continued)