Super Cute New To Marvel

  Chapter 87 Notorious

Not long after Fisher left with the guerrillas, the first line of troops that needed replenishment arrived at this water supply station. The Ottoman troops on the line were really taken aback by the empty camp. Yes, Fisher and his company. The doors and windows are all removed.

  If it weren’t for finding the dead Ottoman soldiers neatly placed in the room (Fisher wiped his neck when he sneaked in) and Fisher staying on the wall, the Ottomans would have thought they had encountered a ghost.

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

"These **** sticks, they were not ruthless enough to fight in the Dardanelles!" General Osman patted the table angrily, but he was limited to patting the table, because the loss of a platoon was not counted for him. What, and the main goal of the Desert Dispatch Army is the Arab coalition. Tens of thousands of cavalry are composed of several large tribes and dozens of small and medium tribes. They have munitions 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 it mean that the guerrillas are about to pass, just a little material, my Ottoman has a lot of resources, and it’s the right thing to send it over again!

  As for Lawrence or something, just send a contingent to strangle him. It's no more important than to pay too much attention to this person. On the contrary, the British side still needs to put more pressure on it, so that the **** sticks can no longer be disgusting! The general didn't know the consequences of his hasty decision in the days to come.

On Fisher's side, relying on the captured weapons and ammunition, he began a fierce power-up exercise. Every day Ottoman canned food and Ottoman weapons were used. The appearance of these Arab guerrillas quickly took on a new look. Going to Ali’s intelligence sources, guerrillas attacked everywhere, bombed strongholds to grab trains, disturbed desert wolves, and scattered Ottoman strongholds were in danger, and there were legends everywhere that the Arab guerrillas passed by the chickens and dogs, those Ottomans Soldiers will be captured by the Great Demon Lawrence, which makes the Ottomans who were worried 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. On the contrary, these Bedouin guerrilla soldiers have learned a lot, and even draw inferences from one another. The materials they don’t leave will be burned on the spot. For example, now, a dozen Bedouin soldiers are busy on a derailed locomotive, ready to light the thing with gasoline.

  As for why the train derailed, I have to talk about it half an hour ago.

"Prepare, let go!" With a roar, the Krupp 75mm le.FK16 field artillery body shook, and a high-explosive grenade flew out, accurately hitting 400 meters away. An Ottoman army running on the rails.

  The wooden carriage was torn apart in the explosion, and the whole train was skewed because of the impact force, and the driver subconsciously pulled the brakes, which provided another shooting window for the gunner.

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

  The yellow shell was retreated from the barrel, exuding heat, and then the gunner filled the second shell, adjusted the angle roughly through the gun sight, and pulled the gun cord again.

  This shell destroyed the carriage carrying coal, and at the same time killed the driver not far away, and the impact of this gun naturally pushed the inclined train out of the track.

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

   "Suppress the machine gun, drive the soldiers out of the carriage, don't fire the howitzer, the ammunition may be exploded! The cavalry flanks outflank, pay attention to the incoming fire, our goal is to make them surrender!"

Under Fisher’s command, the guerrillas he commanded were like a wide open net, snarling the Ottoman soldiers who were caught off guard. The mg08 Maxim and the rustling Louis roared in a staggered voice like a hammer. Many Ottoman soldiers who had just climbed out of the carriage were immediately crushed and unable to raise their heads. A few Ottoman soldiers also tried to rely on the carriage as a shelter for dying struggles, but they were shot and killed by Fisher carrying a Martini in the carriage. middle.

   "Woo woo woo!" The screaming Bedouin guerrillas kept interspersing back and forth on the battlefield, and the dust raised by the horses' hoofs aggravated the fear of the Ottoman soldiers.

  When the last Ottoman officer shouting for a counterattack was lifted by Fisher, the Ottoman army chose to surrender.

  So there was a scene where a dozen Bedouin soldiers were preparing to tow the locomotive away.

"It's Mauser again, riding a horse, can't you Ottoman get some other weapons?" Fisher, who was patrolling the trophies with Martini on his back, was a headache when he saw the new Mauser in the arms box, although it was enlarged. Shuan is a man, but it hurts too much to fight, just like a martini, it feels good, but it is too slow to change the ammunition. In his memory, there are still some automatic and semi-automatic rifles on the battlefield in Europe. It is a pity, in the desert. I can't see it!

  "Go!" Just as Fisher was checking the other cargo on the train, Zara came over with an Ottoman officer in a black uniform.

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

   "Sir, this is not a weapon, this is a clarinet!" The Ottoman officer looked at Fisher grievously.

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

  "We are from Task Force 7, originally going to celebrate the 65th birthday of the general!" The officer who took over the clarinet quickly put his baby in his arms and carefully protected it.

  "Birthday celebration? First celebrate the victory for me! Blow one!" Fisher waved his hand.

  Then the Ottoman officer also took the clarinet and played an Ottoman celebration music.

  "Yes, not bad!" After the song, Fisher nodded in satisfaction. Seeing Fisher's satisfaction, the officer immediately said very diligently: "Our military band is here. Why don't we play an ensemble for the officer!"

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

  At the yelling of the officer, a dozen or so disgraced soldiers of the military band came out of the captives. Although they looked embarrassed, these people kept their musical instruments very well.

  "Report to the British Chief, the 7th Task Force Military Band is assembled, please give instructions!"

   "Okay, let's start!"

  The drummer struck the bass drum in his hand vigorously. Listening to the familiar prelude, Fisher couldn't help but close his eyes and nod in acknowledgment.

  Ceddindedenneslinbaban

  Ancestors, grandfather, lineage, father,

  Ceddindedenneslinbaban

  Ancestors, grandfather, lineage, father,

  HepkahramanTürkmilleti,

  Always heroic, the Turkic nation.

  ………………

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

  After the war, this captured military band was taken directly by the British to London to play a piece of God Bless the Queen, and even played Marseilles in Paris. Of course, this is an afterword.

In short, Fisher has become completely famous. When the guerrillas were just established, he had only fifty men and one Louis light machine gun that could barely be used. But only a month later, he had three hundred guerrillas under his team, and the rifle was even more. It’s a man, a machine gun, field artillery, reconnaissance vehicle, motorcycle, and a military band that can play the grenadier march while fighting, and even got the iron body armor that Ottoman finally got. It's a bit heavy, 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 brought a Bedouin guerrilla team to disturb the Ottoman rear, and even the British mainland used long reports about Fisher’s deeds. There is no way. At the beginning of the Dardanelles battle, the four British, French, Australian and New Zealand companies fought together. The result was that they had not achieved the predetermined goal for almost a year, and they had to retreat in a desperate manner. But now, there is a British officer who is ruthless. Slapped the Ottoman in the face fiercely, what does this mean, I am invincible!

  But Fisher didn’t know that he was now famous. He was preparing gifts. The Prince Faisal, who commanded the Arab coalition forces, agreed with him!

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  (End of this chapter)