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  Chapter 85 Guerrilla Captain Fei Feihu

Although Ali has more than 300 guns (referring to combat personnel) in name, after excluding a bunch of grazing patrols, there are currently fewer than 150 people in the entire tribe, and what’s more, Ali has not carried out any action on these people. Weaves, fighting is just hula la, swarming upwards, there is no tactics at all.

However, what surprised Fisher was that the tribe still had four or five soldiers with good marksmanship. Although he was not as good as hitting a stone at 600 meters, these soldiers could be regarded as accurate shooters. Even Ali's daughter also made it. A good marksmanship seems to have been shot since childhood.

  "The organization is chaotic, the combat effectiveness is uneven, and the training is not perfect!" Seeing the tribal warrior's crooked formation, Fisher can only continue to take out his notebook to write and draw (the data board was not used because there are many people)

Seeing Fisher’s expressionless face, many tribal warriors were a little unhappy. They were dozing off early in the morning. You called people to shoot and practice martial arts. After you finished, you didn’t boast a few words about the martial arts, just write there. Painting, don't you think of us at all!

   "Mr. Lawrence, I heard that you are a famous sharpshooter in England. Can you perform for us?" A tribal warrior and the people around him murmured and shouted.

   "Yes! What do you want to see?" Fisher was overjoyed. He was assisted, and he was about to tell these guys what a real guerrilla is, and you jumped out.

   "Whatever you are good at!"

"Row!"

  Fisher looked up at the sun. The sun had already risen to a high level. The shooting conditions were much better than before. In order to prevent the opponent from dissatisfied, Fisher chose to shoot against the light.

   "400 meters, I am not special, you just used Mauser, I also use Mauser!"

After confirming that the target has been erected, Fischer loaded the load, first fired a shot to confirm the trajectory, then calibrated the weapon according to the data of the first shot, fired four shots in a row, and then the wooden target 400 meters away A standard diamond-shaped gap is added.

  After a burst of thunderous applause, one person retreated!

  "I hope to compete with Mr. Lawrence!" Another one who was not afraid of death stood up.

  One minute later, the unlucky man who was cut in his throat by Fisher and unable to breathe was dragged aside to rest.

   "Are there any more?"

  Later, Fisher showed off his horse riding skills to the other party, joking, what the rich do for building such a big racecourse, the ethnic group on your horseback is amazing, why have I been riding a horse since I was young?

In short, after brightening up the muscles, the gazes of Ali’s warriors looking at Fisher changed. Even Ali’s daughter looked excited. Of course, it was not because she was attracted by Fisher’s handsomeness, but because she thought Fei. Scheer can help her to blow the train together!

   "Blow up the train? It's still a long way away!" Fisher shook his head when he knew the other party's plan. He just asked carefully, these guys are basically a group of gun mobs, far from soldiers!

"They are not ready yet, Zara, fighting is not a tribal conflict. You are responsible for the death of every one of your compatriots!" Fisher took out his pen and notebook and began to write his plan for the reorganization of the armed men under Ali. .

Fisher streamlined the combat personnel, and finally picked out less than fifty tribal warriors who were slightly literate and able to write their own names, aged between 20 and 30. After dividing these people into two teams, Fisher was It was announced that the Bedouin desert guerrillas were formally established!

  Since you are in the army, you have to find some kind of sacrifice flag, but because of the really low combat effectiveness of the guerrillas, Fisher felt that this task should be done by himself.

   "Zara, which is the closest Ottoman stronghold to us?"

"It's a train water station 50 kilometers away. There are about 30 Ottoman soldiers. They have armed off-road vehicles and Maxim machine guns. They belong to the Ottoman Desert Task Force!" Zara was a little puzzled, but still gave Fisher. Introduced.

   "Okay, inform everyone of the guerrillas, after lunch, take two days of dry food, let's go to Duanbaolou!"

   "???"

  Ali is also confused. Didn’t he check his troops? How come it has become a tower? This Mr. Fisher is too quick and resolute!

  "I don’t have much time to play power leveling, but it’s okay to teach your people a few tricks!"

   "Then, Zara, follow up, and study hard with Mr. Fisher, don't think about bombing the train all day!"

   "Father! That armed train..." Zara wanted to say something, but Fisher stopped him.

  "There will be opportunities in the future. Now, learn how to use your advantages first!"

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The desert has never been the home ground of the Ottomans. In fact, even after going deep into the desert, they only built camps around water sources and railway lines, and then used this as a stronghold to clean up the nearby Arab tribes. The Arabs also rely on the cover of the desert. , Coming out at night, and attacking the Ottoman logistics line with heavy punches. Of course, it is limited to squeezing soft persimmons. In the eyes of Arabs who lack heavy firepower, this water supply station with two Maxims is definitely not a soft persimmon. .

If Fisher was allowed to handle the water supply station alone, he would take out the high-explosive rocket launcher he had placed in the subspace and send all the guys at the water supply station to the sky, but he still carried fifty people with a nervous and blank expression on his face. He's follower, teaching people how to fish is worse than teaching people how to fish, but he doesn't worry that these soldiers can learn everything he teaches. First of all, the literacy rate is a big problem!

  A group of people shot on their shoulders, the horses tied their hooves all the way hurriedly, and arrived at the sand dune diagonally opposite the water supply station in the evening.

  Fisher took his binoculars and carefully poked his head out from the top of the sand dunes, observing his goal.

The water supply station is small, with only four or five earthen houses, through which a railway passes. In the middle of the camp is a manpower pump covered by cotton cloth, and two Maxim machine guns are located on the roofs of the two largest barracks. The world is open and you can control the camp in all directions.

  "Are we going to launch an attack?" Zara, who was also dressed in khaki, also poked his head out and looked at the camp.

   "No, Zara, this is the first practical lesson today. Let me tell you that a qualified hunter will never be impatient!" Fisher checked his watch.

  "Everyone eat something first, remember not to make any noises, and soothe the horse!"

   "But aren't we here to fight the Ottomans?"

   "Yes, but time is not yet there!" Fisher pointed to the sun slanting west, "We attacked in the wee hours, when the Ottomans would be the most sleepy time!"

   "Also, if you want to get the wolf king you said, then from now on, take everything I say in your heart!"

  (End of this chapter)