1890 King of Southeast Asia

"FU ... Huh ..." Han Fei took a anti -toxic mask, with rubber gloves on his hand, and his body was wrapped tightly.

On the night of the 9th, the 10th Division did not sleep at night, waiting for the offensive order.

Han Fei was also the same. With the anti -toxic mask until the sunrise east, the warm sun shone on him, and then found that the time had passed.

"Leader, the offensive order is here." The chief of staff walked over with the telegram.

Han Fei's eyes turned red and looked at the table.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, the last airship left at 3 am. Han Fei thought he was going to attack at the time.

"Let's go!" Han Fei moved his body for 1 and walked towards his car.

..............

"Medical soldiers! What about medical soldiers? Take people away!"

As soon as Han Fei approached, he heard someone shouting.

With his head, there was a squad leader in front, which was furious.

"I want to vomit, and I vomit me with a mask! I emphasized how many times I emphasized, not allowed to take off the mask, and not allowed to take off the mask!" The squad leader took out the spare mask to vomit the soldiers and shouted.

"Parking." Han Fei thought about something and said to the driver.

"Leader!" Seeing Han Fei, the monitor came to salute.

"What's going on?" Han Fei looked at the vomiting soldier.

"Hey ... the recruit egg, vomit two normal, wait for me to go back to deal with him." The squad leader smiled and rubbed his hands.

Han Fei shook his head. He didn't want to investigate why the soldier did not bring the mask according to the command, but looked at the mask on the ground and fell into thought.

"How many recruits in our regiment ... I haven't seen blood." Han Fei asked.

"Haven't seen the blood? ... About 30 %, when our division was established, the construction of the Corps added in it, all of which have received more complete training, but the Corps of the Construction Corps was more stable after all." The chief of staff thought 1.

This group of people can't be called a recruit, but indeed many people have not seen blood.

"After the poisonous gas attack, people's death is ugly, and horrible, the veterans can not be afraid of it, it is normal for the recruits to have a stress reaction." Han Fei looked at the vomit on the anti -virus mask.

"Yeah, yes, who is not from the recruits, I am used to vomiting ..." At the first time of the squad leader, the squad leader wanted to give away the soldiers, followed, and then thought of it.

"The vomit will block the anti -virus mask. When the mask is taken off, it will be attacked by residual gas. Today, the wind and the sun are not raining. For recruits, it is a bit reluctant." Han Fei said worriedly.

"Chief of Staff, report this situation headquarters, pass the order! Order all recruits, stop performing the task, and retreat to the back to dig the pit!" Han Fei shouted.

"Putting him him behind, where there is a antidote, he has been poisoned." Han Fei said to the medical soldier.

Han Fei then took the guards and stepped into Baghdad.

The purpose of entering the street is the corpse on the street.

During the bombing, there were at least hundreds of thousands of people in Baghdad. In addition to the resistance, there were many civilians. Of course, these civilians supported the resistance.

Han Fei has seen the two poisonous gas battles in Nanhua, and he did not feel much about these scenes.

In other words, soldiers who joined the South China Army before 1900 would not feel much about this situation.

"This work should let the third division do." Han Fei sighed.

The battle has ended, and the entire Baghdad has a few people. It is hard to say that for 5 hours, the gas has spread to Baghdad.

If you want to be safe, only after the rain is waiting for the rain, the poisonous gas is adsorbed by the rain, or a sandstorm can be adsorbed by the sand.

"Can't wait, you can't wait for so long. Within 3 days, you must clean up all the corpses, otherwise the epidemic occurs. Our teacher is a trivial matter. 1 Division, the teacher set the idea of ​​waiting for the rain.

Mesopotamian's climate is warm, Baghdad is also moist along the river. The corpse is more than 3 days and 1 fixed corruption. It does not matter, but this is a corpse calculated by 10,000.

After the war, there was a major epidemic. The corpse was not treated well. Bacteria or viruses mutated during the corruption of the human body, forming pathogenic bacteria or viruses, and then widely spread. This kind of thing is common in ancient Chinese history.

"It is not enough to complete the hand of the existing person alone, and the principle of confidentiality considers, we cannot catch people 4." Chief of Staff said the current difficulties.

"Isn't the 206 and 205 regiment very close to this? Pay generation to the headquarters, declare the difficulties we encounter, and ask to mobilize the two regiments of the 3rd division to help." The teacher touched his head.

"Tell the headquarters that Baghdad's battle has ended and needs to clean up Baghdad's post -war cities. Speaking one sentence alone, the bombing is successful, Baghdad is completely sorted out, and then talks about the troops." The political commissar pulled the commander.

Some things can be done, but you cannot leave written evidence. Even if you leave evidence, you must be extremely confidential and cannot be circulated. Even if it is circulated, you cannot admit it ...

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On the afternoon of the 10th, the Special Military Action Command agreed to the request of the 10th Division and issued a strict confidential order. Each soldier signed a confidentiality agreement and related campaign news was sealed.

So, later generations only knew the siege of Basla. Nanhua was shelling for 3 days, but did not know that the war ended 1 day before the start of Basla's total attack, and the war ended.

Yes, it's over. Only Basra is left. From a strategic point of view, the Mesopotamians have completely failed. Basra is close to the river. Even if it cannot be captured for a while, Nanhua can mobilize cruisers to support it.

And how long can Basra, which has lost external reinforcements, weapons and ammunition, and even food replenishment, last?

On the 11th, the southern line, the viewing platform.

"Tsk... ha... great taste, better than what I drank in Cuba." Winston took a sip of Javanese rum and couldn't help but praise it.

Wang Xu just smiled.

In order to suit Winston's taste, Winston drank low-proof rum mixed with fruit juice, and added some sugar to ensure that it would not be bitter.

"The bombardment has lasted for 3 days. It seems that Basra has been destroyed. Repairing it is a large expense. Do you need a loan?" Seeing that Wang Xu didn't talk, Winston changed the subject.

"I can't make the decision on this matter. You know, I'm a soldier. After this is over, I should be transferred back to Java... or Borneo to serve." Wang Xu shrugged.

"Congratulations on your promotion. I wish you will become a marshal soon." Winston's mouth twitched, smiled, and raised his glass.

'This butcher, madman, is going to be transferred to Borneo? This is not a good thing. '

The British are holding Borneo tightly, mainly to leave a gap, which can be used as a springboard for attack, although this seems a bit naive to Winston.

But the cabinet always believes that the British troops in Borneo will fight to the death until reinforcements arrive.

Retreat - this is what Winston is optimistic about. Retreat can use two colonies to trade with South China.

The British colonies in Borneo are divided into two parts, north and south, which are under the jurisdiction of the Straits Settlements. In other words, if the operation is good, Britain can trade with South China twice.

For such issues involving land, the better South China develops, the higher the land price, and the more benefits Britain can gain.

Even if South China and Britain live in peace, the benefits of the two colonies will far exceed those of other colonies.

For example, in 1906, the colonies that did not need British subsidies but could hand over wealth were only South Africa, India, the Straits Settlements, Egypt, and Borneo.

Hongkong is still under construction and looks promising in the future. As for other places... like Canada and Australia, they are definitely losing money.

That's why Parliament agreed to their autonomy.

The British government will not pay for autonomy, but your market, resources, technology, and policies will still be tilted towards Britain.

………

"Juemin, don't you think your way of fighting is a bit wasteful? These natives are not worth the money. You have raised so many vassal troops just to do this." Bernard Law Montgomery looked at the smoky Basra and said in a spitting manner.

Bernard Law Montgomery, Winston's junior, is currently studying at the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst. Before Winston left, he was asked to bring these students to watch the battle.

Britain has long been aware of the insufficiency of its military strength, but the inertia of a huge maritime country and historical problems, as well as the huge power of the military diehards, are hindering the reform of the military.

At this time, South China, a maritime country like Britain, coupled with its unique military combat style, attracted the attention of British people.

Winston also thought so, so he brought this group of students.

"You are wrong, Bernard. It takes 3 months to train a soldier who knows basic weapon operation, and it takes two years to train a soldier who is proficient in tactical movements.

And what about a shell? Guess how long it takes to produce a shell?" Lin Juemin smiled and shook his head, unable to understand the British thinking.

"One week? Uh... two weeks?" Montgomery was still immature, just graduated from St. Paul's School, and was admitted to the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst not long ago.

"Take the 762mm shell as an example. Under normal circumstances, a large ammunition factory with sufficient raw materials can produce 5,000 rounds in a month." Lin Juemin whispered softly.

"On average, it's only one round every ten minutes, and what about one soldier?"

This is what he learned from school. The crushing of the industrial society on the agricultural society is reflected here.

Of course, what the instructor didn't tell him was that there was a large ammunition factory and more than a dozen supporting factories to provide him with 0 parts, but it didn't matter. As long as the raw materials were sufficient, it would be a piece of cake for the factory to burst out 3 times or 4 times the production capacity.

After all, Nanhua implemented an 8-hour work system and a two-day weekend in non-wartime.

"Without rest time, how can you have children? Wait for dreams?" This is Liu Ming's words to the questioner.

"It must change!" Montgomery clenched his fists, thinking about the obviously outdated knowledge taught in school.

"What?" Lin Juemin didn't hear clearly.

"I said, when will you launch the general attack?" Montgomery asked.

"It should be..."

Bang!

The red flare was launched, and more and more red flares were launched.

"It's now." Lin Juemin changed his words.

On August 11, after three days of continuous bombardment, Basra had already lost its fighting spirit. According to post-war statistics, thousands of Mesopotamians were frightened to the point of nervous breakdown by the bombardment, and all survivors were afraid of the sound of explosions.

On August 12, South China released news that the Mesopotamian war had ended smoothly, Operation Desert Storm had achieved complete victory, and a press conference would be held in a week.

Once this news came out, the world was shocked.

After all, it took only a little over a month from the start of the war to its end, and the British were even more terrified. They knew that if Britain and France had not gotten in the way, Nanhua would have resolved the issue much faster.