Australian Storm 1876

  Chapter 265 Moresby Frontline

  The tractor drove all the way to the entrance of the village. After slowing down, Li Shuanzhu leaped off the tractor, patted his **** and tidied up his uniform, and walked towards the barracks with a small bag on his back.

  After passing the sentry at the door to check the officer’s ID, Li Shuanzhu strode in.

  The military camp is full of training scenes of dragons and tigers jumping. On the playground, a large number of soldiers are training and fighting hand-to-hand. There are also groups of soldiers running and training their physical fitness. The shooting range in the distance makes the sound of gunshots from time to time. The soldiers are also training shooting.

  In this month and a half, the morale and combat effectiveness of the army have improved significantly.

  Li Shuanzhu strode to the regiment headquarters. There were many officers coming in and out here. He just raised his hands in salute when he saw him, and then hurriedly left.

  Experienced the baptism of brutal battles, few officers of the three regiments had no war wounds on their bodies. Those who were able to return from the battlefield hospital were already considered a blessing in misfortune, and more colleagues stayed on this land forever.

   Also after the baptism of **** battle, the three regiments showed a sturdy and powerful army from top to bottom, and had their own army soul.

  "Report to the regiment, the sixth company commander Li Shuanzhu returned from his injury, please give instructions." Li Shuanzhu stood at the command department and raised his hand in salute, and reported loudly.

"Oooh, our company commander Li is back. This is a great thing!" Several commanders of the regiment who were studying the combat plan at the headquarters heard the sound and looked over. The deputy commander Mo Rufeng dropped the pencil in his hand and walked with a smile. When he came over, he patted Li Shuanzhu's shoulder vigorously, and said in dissatisfaction when he saw him standing firmly; "Hehe... the body is recovering well, now all the company-level officers in our regiment are all here, and it won't affect him. The next battle plan."

  "Report to the regiment, and the Sixth Company will be dispatched at any time."

"Okay, okay, in the next few days, we will replenish you with more than 60 key militias and some weapons and equipment for the Sixth Company. The Dutchman drove out of our land."

   "Yes, resolutely complete the task." Li Shuanzhu raised his hand in salute, and answered sonorously.

  After leaving the regiment

Li Shuanzhu returned to the camp of the Sixth Company. This is a house located in the original Sandaoliang Village. There are a total of 12 stilted houses. Each stilted building can accommodate more than 20 officers and soldiers. There is also a row of temporary barracks in front of the stilted building. For soldiers to live in.

It is about 3:00 in the afternoon. The two deputy company commanders are taking the soldiers from the company to practice on the training ground. The camp is empty. Only a few orders and correspondents from the company’s company stay behind. They see the company commander back and immediately welcome them. Came up and asked babblingly;

   "The company commander, you are finally back, it's great."

   "How do you feel, company commander...Is all the injuries healed? You were hit on the head by shrapnel, which scared me to death."

   "The company commander will sit inside, I will pour you a cup of hot water."

Seeing these comrades-in-arms and brothers who shared his life and death, Li Shuanzhu felt particularly at ease in his heart. He smiled and patted the soldier on the shoulder and said; "Thank you, brothers, for your concern. My injuries are all healed, otherwise the doctor won't let me. After being discharged from the hospital, Shishi ran to call the two deputy company commanders back, and we will study the next training plan."

   "Yes, company commander." The orderly soldier named Shishi immediately raised his hand to salute, and ran away in a hurry.

   came to the company, the layout here is clean and concise.

  The most eye-catching thing is the company flag that has suffered through the flames of war. There are several bullet holes and red-haired blood on this red flag. It records the **** battle history of the sixth company and condenses the company's past honors.

  The orderly soldiers were busy opening the windows for ventilation, pouring boiling water, and wiping the table. Li Shuanzhu walked to the company flag alone, stretched out his hand to gently stroke the red flag, and a sense of pride and belonging suddenly rose in his heart.

  Following the direction guided by the banner, the officers and soldiers of the Sixth Company went forward and fought **** battles, composing the growth process of the Sixth Company with life and loyalty. There will be more glorious moments in the future, and the company banner is the witness.

   "Company commander, you drink water."

One sentence interrupted Li Shuanzhu’s thoughts. He turned around and saw a strange trainee platoon leader with delicate facial features, and he smiled and took the steaming tea mug and asked; “What’s your name? When were they assigned to the company?"

  "Reporting company commander, Duan Qirui, a humble post, was an early graduate of the 1882 class, and the current guard platoon trainee platoon commander, just added to the sixth company in early May."

   "Oh, have you received training as a grass-roots officer?"

"The company commander reported that he studied at Guangjitang School in Mainland China for 4 years and came to Qinglong City No. 1 Middle School in Australia to study for one year and seven months. He has always been under military management. Intensified training for short-term grassroots officers and conferred the position of trainee platoon leader."

"Yes, Not Bad."

Li Shuanzhu nodded with satisfaction, holding the big tea mug and sitting down in front of the table, and said kindly to Duan Qirui; "Come on, sit down and say, I'm your senior one year higher than you. Now it's your company commander again. From now on, a brother who will stir the horse in the pot, has the responsibility to mention you a few words..."

   "Executive officer, please make it clear." Duan Qirui sat down opposite the company commander Li Shuanzhu, with his hands on his knees, and his upper body straightened. The long militarized life left a clear mark on him.

"You and I are both students cultivated by the principal. From an ignorant orphan boy to a qualified soldier, Entong is rebuilt. This encounter is higher than the mountain and deeper than the sea. We will never end in our entire life. Therefore, there is always only one voice in the army to guide us forward, and that is to always be loyal to the principal and be unswerving." Li Shuanzhu looked at Duan Qirui with fixed eyes, with a very serious expression.

  Duan Qirui immediately stood up and replied resolutely; "Duan Qirui has unswervingly followed the principal in this life, vowing to defend the honor of the principal with loyalty and life, although he will die without regrets, this will be a lesson from the world."

"Very well, you and my brothers encourage each other." The expression on Li Shuanzhu's face eased, and he beckoned Duan Qirui to sit down and continue; "We students who were born in Guangjitang are all brothers and sisters of a big family. Since the two of us are stirring horses in the same pot, as a senior, I have a responsibility to take care of you. In private, you can be worthy of brothers, but the military order cannot be violated on the battlefield. This must be kept in mind."

   "I understand, company commander."

"There are many people in the army. Some chiefs like to rapport with fellow villagers and engage in small circles. I suggest that you don't mix things up. When we are living in trouble and wandering on the streets, when we have no relatives and no support, Who gave us light and hope? Where are these chiefs who are climbing fellow villagers? There must always be a string in your heart. Don't be fooled by a few good words to find the North. The students from Guangjitang only recognize it. The principal, let alone now wearing a military uniform, holding military pay, and being an officer in the army, who is the honor of all this? You must know it in your heart." Li Shuanzhu once again exhorted.

   "I understand Senior, Duan Qirui will never make a mistake."

"Well, very good." Li Shuanzhu saw the two deputy company commanders running back from the window, patted Duan Qirui's shoulder and said; Congratulations, you are welcome to join the Sixth Company family."

   "It's an honor to be humble."

"Ha ha……"

  …………

  After mid-May 1882

After the Third Regiment of the Shangri-La Garrison Division incorporated 2000 key militias into the ranks, the number of personnel swelled to 6,500, which has exceeded the size of a regular field division.

  After the reorganization of the team, the military order is unified. After the baptism of war, the cohesion and combat effectiveness have been significantly increased.

In addition, the four militia regiments have also increased their manpower training. The total number of troops has reached 6,000. While assisting in combat, they have undertaken heavy guarding, patrols, logistics and construction of defense facilities, etc., and have strongly supported the frontline operations. .

  In the Moresby area with a total population of just over 60,000, Shangri-La Chief Executive Wu Xuewen mobilized a team of more than 10,000, and the proportion of young men among non-immigrants is so high that it is hard to imagine.

  The Royal Dutch East Indies Army troops stationed in Erdaoliang Village, excluding the casualties, have more than 3,700 troops, with more than self-preservation and insufficient offense.

  The commander, Colonel Smidt von Krauns, judged the situation and wisely chose to stick to the strategy of waiting for assistance. He hoped that the Government House would send weapons, ammunition and reinforcements to the landing troops, and break the current standoff in one go.

  In the face of the more mature and more difficult defenders in the Moresby area, Colonel Schmidt von Krauns felt a headache.

  But the bow did not turn back. Since the Royal Dutch Task Force evacuated the Moresby area, the landing force has become an orphan, either desperate to defeat the enemy or raise its hand to surrender. There is no third way to go.

  Lucky Bay

  The rumble of guns at night, the ships on the sea from time to time fired dazzling flares, reflecting the night-shrouded sea.

Two seagull-type frigates on the sea are besieging a brig, and the roaring 95mm Miss Australia artillery fires one after another of hot shells out, and draws a line of death in the night sky. The fiery arc blasted high water jets on the sea.

  This Dutch brig, which was trying to break into Lucky Bay in the dark, was full of sails galloping on the sea, turning flexibly from time to time, and the counter-attacking artillery fired on the enemy ship, and the two sides were fighting fiercely.

  Lucky Bay is only more than 40 kilometers away from Port Moresby. It has been tightly sealed. No matter day or night, the Moresby Marine Police District always maintains more than two frigates to prevent the smuggling of personnel and materials.

  For the Dutch captain of the two-masted cargo ship, as long as he is within 6 to 7 kilometers of Lucky Bay, he can be sheltered by shore guns on the coast and successfully pass the barrier.

  Therefore, he is not in love with battle, but is fast approaching at night, and it is less than 10 kilometers away from Lucky Bay.

The two Seagull Type A frigates intercepted by    obviously saw the intention of the Dutch captain, and used high-speed, one-to-one pinching to come up, quickly shortening the distance between the ships of both sides and shooting at close range.

When the distance between the two sides was shortened to less than two kilometers, the four 95mm Miss Australia artillery on the Seagull A frigate flattened the barrels and fired fiercely with rapid shots. You can see that the frigate’s fire-breathing monsters went crazy and crazy. Pouring ammunition.

  One time

  This brig sailing through the barriers at night was hit by gunfire, exploding dazzling fireballs in the night, sawdust flying, and the stumps and arms flew up in the air.

  The two siege frigates were still reluctant. They fought from two kilometers to one kilometer away and repeatedly ravaged this bold brig with artillery fire, causing it to pay a heavy price.

  At this time, the Dutch shore artillery in Lucky Bay was already roaring, smashing the shells at a distance of seven or eight kilometers, causing high sprays near the ship.

However, this cannot save the fate of the sinking of the brig. The Dutch brig was hit by more than ten 95mm shells and broke into two pieces amidst the flames and explosions, like a huge torch burning on the sea. .

The shells fired by the shore artillery ignited the high water column, which can only serve as the background board of this brig, but it cannot save its fate.

  Two seagull high-speed frigates passed through the arc-shaped clear track, disappeared on the flaming sea, hiding in the thick night and invisible.

The shore artillery continued to bombard for two minutes and finally stopped reluctantly, ending this short and fierce interception at sea.

  The line of sight at night is unclear. The burning sailing warship can only illuminate a range of a few hundred meters on the nearby sea. The shore artillery can't concentrate on the frigate in the night, and can only do it in a hurry.

  The commander of the Royal Army, Colonel Schmidt von Krauns, stood on the fort near Lucky Bay.

  This two-masted cargo ship is carrying a large number of shells, medicines and 8 doctors urgently needed by the landing forces. Now all of them are sinking to the seabed with the cargo ship, and will never reach the end of the journey.

  Such a loss made him feel bloody, but he was helpless.

  There are very few artillery shells left in the landing force. Without artillery support, the Dutch landing force has lost the ability to attack tough points and lacked important means to attack the enemy.

  The consumption of artillery is staggering. There are hundreds of artillery shells fired in a battle, as well as damaged barrels and dead workhorses, all of which need to be supplemented by Batavia.

A German-made 95mm gun weighs more than 9,000 pounds. It is unthinkable to be dragged by soldiers alone on the muddy roads of Moresby. These guns must change their positions frequently to prevent being destroyed by enemy fire. A strong dragging horse will do.

  The bottom line of the logistics department was cut by the enemy, and the landing troops lost their offensive fangs and claws and lost their offensive capabilities.

  "This is really a disaster. Honorable lord, the soldiers acted very bravely, but I don't think this war is necessary anymore." Colonel Heinrich sighed and shook his head, with a complex expression on his face.

  As a mercenary general, he can no longer bear the heavy casualties of the team. This kind of high-intensity battle is not a combat method that mercenaries are good at.

   "Mr. Colonel, let me remind you that it is not up to you and me to decide whether the war is over."

"Of course I understand, presumably Lord Lord also knows that senseless sacrifices cannot prove anything. Our current strength is not enough to break the enemy's defenses. To do this, we must have reinforcements of no less than 4,000 people and more. With the number of artillery, I think Batavia can't meet the demand at all. It's a pity, but we must recognize the reality."

   "Mr. Colonel, the glory of the knight is sacrifice and dedication."

"You are very right, honorable lord, but we are not knights but mercenaries. Batavia already owes us 560,000 gold marks. My soldiers will not take part in any offensive operations until we get the money, but Will perform defensive duties." Colonel Heinrich looked at the night sea, was so tired of this war with heavy casualties, he couldn't help cursing;

"Be sober, Lord Lord, there are more than 600,000 Chinese immigrants arriving in Australia every year. Most of them are young and middle-aged men. You Dutch can't play such a game at all. End this **** war as soon as possible, otherwise you People with you will be rotten in this wet and rainy tropical rainforest. If you continue to fight, you will lose not only Irian Island, but also Borneo and Sumatra. The era of the Dutch crossing the Seven Seas has passed. Everyone at this point will be abandoned by the times, including you, your honorable lord."

  After speaking

   Colonel Heinrich turned around and left. He wanted to appease his mercenaries. If these guys knew that the ship carrying arms and doctors had been destroyed on the sea, it might be time to make trouble again.

  God, what a headache!

  (End of this chapter)