Chapter 87

Not long after Fisher left with the guerrillas, the first military train to replenish water arrived at the water supply station. The Ottoman army on the military train was really shocked by the empty camp. Yes, Fisher, they even demolished the doors and windows.

The Ottomans would have thought they had met a ghost if they hadn't found the bodies of dead Ottoman soldiers neatly placed in the room (Fisher wiped his neck when sneaking in) and Fisher left on the wall.

"Lawrence of Arabia!" The name soon spread to the headquarters of the Ottoman desert dispatch army. The Ottoman general in charge of directing the war against Arabs chewed the name repeatedly and finally responded that it was not British!

"These excrement stirring sticks are not tough enough to beat them in the battle of Dardanelle Strait!" General Osman patted the table angrily, but only because the loss of a platoon was nothing to him. Moreover, the main target of the desert dispatch army was the Arab coalition army, tens of thousands of cavalry composed of several large tribes and dozens of small and medium-sized tribes. They had the arms provided by the British army and were familiar with the desert terrain, It's the main opponent of the Ottoman army, guerrillas or something, just a small problem.

As for the report that the camp was emptied, doesn't that just mean that the guerrilla can't live any longer? It's just a little material. I'm rich in Osman products. It's right to send them again!

As for this, Lawrence, you can send a special task force to hang this man. You don't pay too much attention to this man. On the contrary, the British side still needs to increase the pressure. You can't make the shit stirring stick disgusting anymore! The general did not know what consequences his hasty decision would bring to the future.

On Fischer's side, relying on the seized weapons and ammunition, he began a vigorous campaign to replace training with fighting. He ate Ottoman cans and used Ottoman weapons every day. These Arab guerrillas soon took on a new look. Coupled with Ali's intelligence source, the guerrillas attacked everywhere, bombed strongholds and robbed trains, and the desert was full of smoke, Scattered Ottoman strongholds are in danger. It is said everywhere that there are no chickens and dogs in the places where the Arab guerrillas pass. Those Ottoman soldiers will be captured and eaten alive by the great demon Lawrence, which makes the Ottomans who were worried about the desert more reluctant to go deep into the desert.

In fact, these Ottomans misunderstood Fischer. Since the last attack, Fischer has not given any order to take everything. Instead, these Bedouin guerrilla soldiers have learned a lot, and even draw inferences from one example. If they really can't take away materials, they will burn them on the spot. For example, now, more than a dozen Bedouin soldiers are busy working on a derailed locomotive, Get ready to light this thing with gasoline.

As for why the train derailed, we have to start half an hour ago.

"Ready, put!" With a roar, the body of the Krupp 75mm le. Fk16 field artillery mounted on the hillside was shocked, and a high explosive grenade flew out, accurately hitting an Ottoman military train running on the railway track 400 meters away.

The wooden carriage was torn apart in the explosion, and the whole train was tilted due to the impact. The driver subconsciously pulled down the brake, which provided a shooting window for the gunner.

"Aim at the car behind the front and fire!"

Huang Chengcheng's shell case was pulled back from the gun chamber, emitting heat. Then the gunner filled the second shell, roughly adjusted the angle through the gun sight, and pulled the gun rope again.

The shell destroyed the carriage carrying coal and killed the driver not far away, and the impact of the gun naturally pushed the tilted train out of the track.

Fisher stood on the sand dune and scanned the battlefield with a telescope. There were a few Ottoman soldiers on the train carrying a batch of clothes and ammunition, but they were still struggling to climb out of the overturned carriage.

"Machine gun suppression, drive those soldiers out of the carriage, don't fire howitzers, those ammunition may be killed and exploded! Cavalry flank, pay attention to incoming fire, our goal is to make them surrender! "

Under Fisher's command, the guerrillas he commanded were like an open net, circling towards the unexpected Ottoman soldiers. The sound was like a heavy hammer. MG08 makqin and rustling Louis roared alternately. Many Ottoman soldiers who had just climbed out of the carriage were immediately pressed and couldn't lift their heads, A few Ottoman soldiers also tried to rely on the carriage as a shelter for dying struggle. As a result, Fisher shot and killed one by one in the carriage with a martini.

"Woo woo!" The screaming Bedouin guerrillas were constantly interspersed on the battlefield, and the dust raised by horseshoes exacerbated the fear of the Ottoman soldiers.

When Fisher lifted the skull of the last Ottoman officer who shouted to fight back, the Ottoman army chose to surrender.

Then there was the scene of more than a dozen Bedouin soldiers preparing to tow away the locomotive.

"It's Mauser again. Can't you Osman get some other weapons?" Fisher, who came to inspect the booty with martini on his back, had a headache when he saw the brand-new Mauser in the ammunition box. Although it was a man to pull the big bolt, it was too painful to fight. Just like Martini, it felt good, but it was too slow to change the ammunition. In his memory, there were still some fully automatic and semi-automatic rifles in the battlefield of European war. Unfortunately, they could not be seen in the desert!

"Go!" While Fisher was checking the other goods on the train, Zara dragged an Ottoman officer in black military uniform.

"Mr. Lawrence, I found an officer with a strange weapon!" Then Zara took out a black tube dozens of centimeters long from her waist pocket.

"Sir, this is not a weapon, this is a clarinet!" Officer Ottoman looked at Fisher with a smile.

"Clarinet? Your band is going to fight on the front? " Fisher took the clarinet, played with it, and threw it back to officer Osman.

"We are from the seventh task force. We were going to celebrate the general's 65th birthday!" The officer who took over the clarinet quickly put his baby in his arms and carefully protected it.

"Celebrate your birthday? Celebrate my victory first! Blow one! " Fisher waved his hand.

Then the Ottoman officer took the clarinet and played a song of Ottoman celebration.

"Good, good!" Just a song. Fisher nodded with satisfaction. Seeing Fisher satisfied, the Officer immediately said very attentively, "our military band is here. It's better to play an ensemble for the officer!"

"Brothers, the British chief wants to hear our ensemble!"

At the call of the officers, a dozen or so disheartened soldiers of the military band came out of the prisoners. Although they looked very embarrassed, these people kept their musical instruments well.

"Report to British sir, the military band of task force 7 has assembled. Please give instructions!"

"OK, start!"

The drummer pounded the big drum in his hand and listened to the familiar prelude. Fisher couldn't help narrowing his eyes and nodding.

Ceddindedenneslinbaban

Ancestors, grandfathers, lineages, fathers,

Ceddindedenneslinbaban

Ancestors, grandfathers, lineages, fathers,

HepkahramanTürkmilleti，

Always brave, Turkic nation.

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At the end of the song, Fisher nodded with satisfaction. "It's very good, but we'll have to change the song to our English one in the future!"

After the war, the captured military band was directly taken by the British to London to play a song god bless the queen, and even played Marseille in Paris. Of course, this is later.

In short, Fisher became famous. When the guerrillas were just established, he had only 50 people and a barely usable Lewis light machine gun, but only a month later, he had 300 guerrillas, one rifle, a machine gun, a field gun, a reconnaissance vehicle and a motorcycle, There is also a military band that can play the Grenadier March while fighting. It even got the iron bulletproof jacket that Ottoman finally got. It's a little heavy. No one wants to wear it at present.

Now the whole desert knows that a British officer named Lawrence of Arabia and a Bedouin guerrilla group disturbed the rear of Osman. Even the British mainland also reported Fisher's deeds with lengthy reports. There is no way. At the beginning of the battle of the Dardanelle gorge, the four families of Britain, France, Australia and new Zealand joined the battle. As a result, they were stunned that they had been fighting for nearly a year and had not won the predetermined goal, I can only retreat in dismay, but now, a British officer severely hit the Ottoman in the face. What does this mean? I am invincible in Britain!

But Fisher didn't know he was famous now. He was preparing gifts now. Prince Faisal, who commanded the Arab coalition army, agreed to see him!