Chapter 87 Notorious

Not long after Fisher left with the guerrillas, the first military column that needed water arrived at the water supply station. The Ottoman troops on the military column were really startled by the empty camp. Yes, Fisher and the others even Doors and windows were removed.

If it wasn't for the corpses of the dead Ottoman soldiers neatly placed in the room (Fisher wiped his neck when he sneaked in) and Fisher left on the wall, the Ottomans thought they had encountered a ghost.

"Lawrence of Arabia!" The name quickly spread to the headquarters of the Ottoman Desert Expeditionary Army. The Ottoman general who was in charge of fighting against the Arabs chewed on the name repeatedly, and finally realized that this is not British!

"These shit-stirring sticks, the Battle of the Dardanelles didn't hit them hard enough!" General Osman patted the table angrily, but only patted the table, because the loss of a platoon was not considered to him What, and the main target of the desert dispatch army is the Arab coalition forces, tens of thousands of cavalry consisting of several large tribes and dozens of small and medium tribes. They have the arms provided by the British army and are familiar with the desert terrain. They are the main opponents of the Ottoman army , guerrillas or something, it's just a small problem.

As for the report that the camp was evacuated, doesn't that just mean that this guerrilla team is almost unable to survive? It's just a little supplies. My Ottomans are rich in products, so just send them over!

As for this Lawrence, just send a special task force to strangle him. It's not like paying too much attention to this person, but the British side needs to increase the pressure, so we can't let the shit-stirring stick disgust us anymore!The general didn't know what consequences his hasty decision would have in the days to come.

On Fisher's side, relying on the seized weapons and ammunition, he started to fight for power training operations in a hurry. He ate Ottoman cans every day and used Ottoman weapons. The appearance of these Arab guerrillas soon took on a new look. According to the information source of Ali, the guerrillas attacked everywhere, bombed the strongholds to grab the trains, harassed the desert, and everyone was in danger in the scattered Ottoman strongholds. There were rumors everywhere that the Arab guerrillas passed by. Those Ottomans The soldiers would be captured and eaten alive by Lawrence, the big devil, which made the Ottomans, who were already full of worries about the desert, even more reluctant to go deep into the desert.

In fact, these Ottomans misunderstood Fisher. Since the last attack, Fisher has not given an order to take everything away. The materials that do not go away will be burned on the spot. For example, a dozen Bedouin soldiers are busy on a section of a derailed locomotive, preparing to use gasoline to set this thing on fire.

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

"Get ready, let go!" With a roar, the barrel of the Krupp 75mm le.FK 16 field gun mounted on the hillside shook, and a high-explosive grenade flew out, hitting the target 400 meters away accurately. An Ottoman column running on the railway tracks.

The wooden carriage was torn apart in the explosion, and the entire train was tilted due to the impact. The driver subconsciously pulled the brakes, which provided another shooting window for the gunner.

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

The yellow shell casing was withdrawn from the barrel, exuding heat, and then the gunner finished loading the second shell, roughly adjusted the angle through the artillery sight, and pulled the gun rope again.

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

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

"Suppress the machine guns, drive those soldiers out of the carriage, don't fire the howitzers, those ammunition may be killed! The cavalry outflanks, pay attention to the incoming firepower, our goal is to make them surrender!"

Under the command of Fisher, the guerrillas he commanded were like a wide open net, and they were caught off guard by the Ottoman soldiers. The sound of mg08 Maxim and the rustling Louis intertwined and roared, Many Ottoman soldiers who had just climbed out of the carriage were immediately overwhelmed and unable to lift their heads. A few Ottoman soldiers tried to rely on the carriage as a cover for a dying struggle, but they were shot dead one by one by Fisher holding martinis in the carriage. middle.

"Woooooo!" The screaming Bedouin guerrillas continued to cross the battlefield back and forth, and the dust raised by the horseshoes intensified the fear of the Ottoman soldiers.

When the last Ottoman officer who yelled to fight back was decapitated by Fisher, the Ottoman army chose to surrender.

Then there was a scene of a dozen Bedouin soldiers preparing to drag the locomotive away.

"It's Mauser again, horse riding, can't you Ottomans get some other weapons?" Fisher, who came to inspect the spoils with a martini on his back, felt a headache when he saw the brand new Mauser in the ammunition box. The bolt is very manly, but it hurts too much to hit, like a martini, it feels good, but the reload is too slow. In his memory, there were still some automatic and semi-automatic rifles on the European battlefield, but unfortunately, in the desert Can't see you anymore!

"Let's go!" Just as Fisher was checking other goods on the train, Zara walked over, dragging an Ottoman officer in black military uniform.

"Mr. Lawrence, I found an officer, and he is holding a strange weapon!" After finishing speaking, Zara took out a black tube tens of centimeters long from his waist pocket.

"Sir, this is not a weapon, it's a clarinet!" The Ottoman officer looked at Fisher aggrievedly.

"The clarinet? Your military band is also going to the front to fight?" Fisher took the clarinet, played with it, and then threw it back to the Ottoman officer.

"We are from the Seventh Task Force, and 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 my birthday? Celebrate my victory first! Blow one!" Fisher waved his hand.

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

"Not bad, not bad!" That's all, Fisher nodded in satisfaction. Seeing that Fisher was satisfied, the officer immediately said very courteously: "Our military band is here, why don't we play an ensemble for the commander!"

"Brothers, the British commander wants to listen to our ensemble!"

Under the yelling of the officer, a dozen or so disgraced military band soldiers came out of the captives. Although they looked very embarrassed, these people took good care of their instruments.

"Report to the British chief, the military band of the Seventh Task Force has assembled, please give instructions!"

"Okay, let's start!"

The drummer slammed the big drum in his hand. Hearing the familiar prelude, Fisher could not help but close his eyes and nodded.

Ceddin deden neslin baban

ancestor, grandfather, lineage, father,

Ceddin deden neslin baban

ancestor, grandfather, lineage, father,

Hep kahraman Turkmilleti,

Forever brave, Turkic nation.

………………

At the end of the song, Fisher nodded in satisfaction, "Very good, but we have to change the song to our British one in the future!"

After the war, the captured military band was directly taken by the British to London to play God Save the Queen, and even played the Marseillaise in Paris. Of course, this is a later story.

In short, Fisher became famous completely. When the guerrilla was first established, he had only fifty men and a barely usable Lewis light machine gun, but only one month later, he had [-] guerrillas under him, and the rifle was even more powerful. There is one person, all kinds of machine guns, field artillery, scout vehicles and motorcycles are readily available. There is also a military band that can play the grenadier march while fighting, and even got the iron body armor that Osman managed to get. It's just a bit heavy, and no one wants to wear it at the moment.

Now the whole desert knows that there is a British officer named Lawrence of Arabia who led a Bedouin guerrilla to disturb the Ottoman rear. There is no way. At the beginning of the Battle of the Dardanelles, Britain, France, Australia and New Zealand fought together. As a result, they fought for almost a year and failed to win the intended target. They could only retreat in despair. But now, a British officer ruthlessly He slapped the Ottoman in the face hard, what does this mean, I am invincible!

But Fisher didn't know that he was famous now, he was preparing gifts now, and Prince Faisal, who commanded the Arab coalition forces, agreed to meet him!

 It will be on the shelves at 12 o'clock tomorrow, I am stupid, I can only keep updating normally, and then add updates and wait until it is finished, the class will end in 12 days

  

 

(End of this chapter)

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