Chapter 512： Crimea landing steps (below)

"Is it Odessa?"

"What a joke, I guess Circassian! (Caucasus

The relationship between the regimental commander and the soldiers in the Zhu'af unit, which is known for its (relative) freedom, is not as strict as in other armies, so the two Zhu'af regiment soldiers asked Brigadier General McMahon, sentence by sentence, what they were about to go to. land.

"Both of you guessed wrong!" Brigadier General McMahon shook his head and replied calmly: "The place we are going to is Yevpatoria on the Crimean Peninsula, which is not far from us. A town of 3 farres (about 12 kilometers), you must capture it before 12 tonight!"

"What! Is it just a small town? Marshal and the others underestimate us too!" One of the two soldiers of the Zhongzhuaf Regiment complained.

"No! You really underestimate us!" Another Zhuav soldier also echoed.

"This is our first battle to land on the Crimean Peninsula, and it is also a crucial battle, so we must win it!" Brigadier General McMahon said to them with a serious expression: "Any underestimation of the enemy will lead to this war. The failure! Do you understand?"

The two Zhuav soldiers also nodded at McMahon with a solemn look.

"Okay! Go! Don't make me wait too long!" McMahon waved his hand to the soldier.

Under McMahon's gaze, the two soldiers disappeared on the deck, and McMahon, who was standing alone on the deck, looked into the distance.

After a while, a battalion commander and eight company commanders in the troop carrier appeared in front of Brigadier General McMahon. They all stood in front of Brigadier General McMahon with their chests up and full of energy, like a group of waiting. Like the soldiers under review by Brigadier General McMahon.

Seeing the group of energetic "wolf cubs" in front of him, Brigadier General McMahon nodded with satisfaction and said loudly: "You know what I want to do by calling you here!"

"I know!" The nine battalion-company-level middle- and lower-level officers responded briefly to Brigadier General McMahon in unison.

Long before they came to the top deck, the Zhuav soldiers who were in charge of delivering the message had already told them everything.

"Very good! Very spirited!" Brigadier General McMahon gave the order clearly: "I only give you one hour, in this hour, you give me the soldiers on the ship. One I'll be back on this transport ship in a few hours. At that point, I'm going to see an army ready to go into battle! Got it?"

"Understood!" The nine commanders immediately responded to McMahon Road.

Afterwards, McMahon left the troop carrier on a steam speedboat and went to another troop carrier carrying the Zhuav regiment for mobilization work.

The nine battalion-company-level officers who watched Brigadier General McMahon leave returned to the interior of the troop carrier to wake up all the soldiers of the troop carrier.

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"Wake up! Wake up! Sergeant Baptista, it's time for us to gather!"

Just when Baptista was about to lead the French army to attack the Odessa Bastion, a voice seemed to reach Baptista's ears from outside.

I remembered! I am dreaming!

Baptista immediately realized that he was in a dream, and he desperately wanted to wake up from the dream.

After trying again and again, Baptista barely opened his sleepy eyes.

The dense jungle, ferocious beasts, and the bastion, the capital of Odessa, located deep in the forest... all disappeared, leaving only the sticky feeling transmitted from the epidermis of the skin to the nerves of the brain, and the sweat on the forehead.

Apparently Baptista was still in the cabin, and his comrades lying on his left and right were now putting sheets in their rucksacks, ready to go.

"What happened?" Baptista asked with a puzzled look as he grabbed his comrade-in-arms beside him.

The comrade-in-arms beside him stopped his movements and said to Baptista: "I don't know the specific situation! However, I heard from them that we are about to conduct a landing operation!"

"Landed? Where to land? Odessa?" Sergeant Baptista blurted out and asked his comrades.

"It doesn't seem to be!" The comrade-in-arms shook his head, then shook off Baptista and grabbed his hand and responded, "In short, we need to clean up as soon as possible!"

"Oh!" Sergeant Baptista quickly got up and folded the sheets flat, then opened the rucksack and stuffed the sheets into the rucksack.

Sergeant Baptista, who was carrying a rucksack, followed the main force to find his company. As a sergeant, he stood at the end of the row. (A lieutenant-ranked officer generally stands at the head of a row, and an ordinary soldier stands in the center of the line.)

For the three rows, the number of people in each row is about 39, and the total number of people including the company commander is 118.

The entire troop carrier had a total of 960 combatants.

By the time all 960 soldiers had assembled, 40 minutes had passed.

The company commander of each company conveyed to them Brigadier General McMahon's assignment, and then asked the company members if they had any more questions, and they were free to speak for a while.

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As soon as the company commander's voice fell, the company immediately exploded.

The members of the company again asked their company commander if the commander had misheard the landing site.

The company commanders swore to assure the soldiers that they had heard nothing wrong and that it was indeed Crimea.

After hearing the company commander's affirmative answer, some soldiers were mourning, while others were beaming with joy.

The smiling soldiers were not happy that they were in the war, but that they were able to win the money of the losers.

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Sergeant Baptista, who was standing at the end of the line, suddenly thought that the letter he was about to send home was to go to Odessa, and now the place he was going to was the Crimea peninsula, he was Should not be changed.

Thinking of this, Sergeant Baptista subconsciously touched the envelope on his chest.

"Okay! I don't want to say more! You are about to face a battle, so any of you has written a letter and can now give it to me!" Sergeant Baptista's place The company captain said loudly.

Forget it! Crimea, just Crimea! Just send a letter!

After Sergeant Baptista comforted himself, he left the queue and handed the letter to the company commander.

There were a few others who communicated with him, and they were the first (lieutenant) and the last (non-commissioned officer) of their respective companies, which was enough to show that the basic education of the French army itself only spread to the officer level, and the vast majority of the soldiers Most of them were peasant children and social idlers who could not read a bunch of characters, and only peasant children and social idlers would join the army.

Because neither of them has any extra money, especially after Jerome Bonaparte obeyed Nierre's order to increase the amount of exemption from the consignment system, those peasants who could have gritted their teeth and were exempted from military service are now There's nothing you can do now.

Although the proliferation of peasant children in the army has reduced the literacy rate in the army (some veterans have gradually learned to write letters because they have stayed in the military camp for a long time), it has improved the purity of the army, making the original flooded The army with various bad habits has undergone some changes.

Looking at the officers who could send letters in front of them, the soldiers' eyes showed a hint of envy.

These soldiers who are about to enter the battlefield have no idea of ​​the battle they will face next, and they long for a spiritual sustenance so that their souls will not get lost on the battlefield.

However, they were destined to be unable to send their thoughts back to their hometowns by letter, and they silently prayed to God in their hearts to let them go off the battlefield smoothly.

The company commander who had collected all the family letters in the company changed hands and handed them over to their battalion commander, who would then hand them over to the supply ship that traveled between France and Crimea.

After returning to France, the post office personally delivered the letter to their respective homes.

Brigadier General McMahon appeared on deck and deck stairwell when the battalion commander had all the letters from his company.

"Head of the regiment!" The battalion commander hurriedly ran to McMahon to salute and report: "All 960 members of the first battalion of the Zhu'af regiment are here, please instruct!"

"Not bad!" Looking at the group of energetic soldiers in front of him, McMahon gave the order with a smile: "Let your people wait here for the next order! Come with me!"

"Yes!" The battalion commander responded loudly, then turned and trotted to the soldiers, asking them to sit down and rest.

The battalion commander led the eight company commanders under his command and set off with Brigadier General McMahon.

Sergeant Baptista, who was sitting cross-legged near the left porthole, looked out the window. The troop carrier moved forward at a constant speed, and beside the troop carrier was a steam-sail battleship with a single layer of artillery, which was strange. The style of the battleship is very different from the traditional sailing battleship, and a layer of iron is wrapped under the muzzle of the artillery.

The iron sheet glowed silver-white under the sunlight.

Yes, this is the latest refitted ironclad of the French Empire.

The iron sheet covering the hull can effectively resist the damage caused by the enemy's artillery, and the artillery on both sides of the ironclad ship can also bring devastating blows to the enemy.

Although the ironclad (to be precise, the iron sailboat) is to sacrifice its firepower advantage to strengthen the blocking defense, UU Reading www.uukanshu. com However, in the navy that is generally equipped with explosives, the requirements for firepower are far less than the requirements for defense.

After all, solid shells are different from blooming shells, which require multiple rounds to completely destroy a ship.

It only takes two or three rounds to completely sink a ship.

Half an hour later, the main fleet and a large number of troop carriers stopped.

The three troop carriers in the Zhuaf regiment continued to move forward under the **** of the ironclad ships, and the troop carriers sailed for about an hour or so later.

The land could be vaguely seen in the distance, and the battalion commander and the company commanders of each company also returned to the team at this time.

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