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Chapter 85 Guerrilla Captain Fei Feihu

Although Ali has more than 300 guns (referring to combat personnel) in name, but excluding a bunch of grazing and patrolling guards, the entire tribe currently has less than 150 people. What's more, Ali has not yet organized these people. Hulala rushed up in a swarm, with no tactics at all.

But what surprised Fisher was that there were four or five soldiers with good marksmanship in this tribe. Although they were not as good as his 600-meter hit stone, these soldiers were also called accurate shooters. Good marksmanship, it seems that he has been shooting since he was a child.

"The organization is chaotic, the combat power is uneven, and the training is not perfect!" Looking at the crooked formation of the tribal warriors, Fisher could only continue to take out his notebook to write and draw (did not take the data pad because there were too 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 up to shoot and practice martial arts. After finishing the work, you didn't praise the young man for his good martial arts, just wrote there Huahua, didn't you pay attention to us at all!

"Mr. Lawrence, I heard that you are a famous British sharpshooter, can you give us a show?" A tribal warrior and the people around him chattered for a while, then shouted loudly.

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

"You can do anything you are good at!"

"Row!"

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

"400 meters, I don't do anything special, you just used a Mauser, and I also use a Mauser!"

After confirming that the target had been erected, Fisher loaded the bolt, fired a shot to confirm the trajectory, then calibrated the weapon according to the data of the first shot, and fired four shots in a row, and then the wooden target 400 meters away was more A standard diamond-shaped notch is formed.

After a burst of thunderous applause, one person retreated!

"I hope to have a fist fight with Mr. Lawrence!" Another one who was not afraid of death stood up.

One minute later, the unlucky guy who was cut in the throat by Fisher's palm and couldn't breathe was dragged aside to rest.

"Any more?"

Then Fisher showed the other party his horse riding skills, jokingly, why do rich people build such a big racecourse, your nation on horseback is amazing, and I have been riding a horse since I was a child.

In short, after showing off their muscles, Ali's warriors looked at Fisher differently, and even Ali's daughter was excited, of course not because she was attracted by Fisher's handsomeness, but because she thought Fisher Sher can help her to blow up the train together!

"Blow up the train? It's not far away!" Fisher shook his head knowing the other party's plan. He just asked carefully. These guys are simply a group of mobs with guns, and they are far from soldiers!

"They are not ready yet, Zara, fighting is not a tribal conflict, and 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 Ali's armed personnel .

Fisher streamlined the combatants, and finally picked out less than fifty tribal warriors who could read a little bit, could write their own names, and were between 20 and 30 years old. After dividing these people into two teams, Fisher It is announced that the Bedouin Desert Guerrilla has been officially established!

Now that they have formed an army, they have to find some kind of sacrificial flag, but because of the low combat effectiveness of the guerrillas, Fisher thinks that this task should be done by himself.

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

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

"Okay, tell everyone in the guerrillas to bring two days of dry food after lunch, and let's go to the gun tower!"

"???"

Ali also looked confused, didn't he check his troops, why did he become a turret, this Mr. Fisher is too resolute!

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

"Then, Zara, follow along and learn from Mr. Fisher, don't think about blowing up trains all day long!"

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

"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 field of the Ottomans. In fact, even after they go deep into the desert, they only build camps around water sources and railway lines, and then use this as a base to clean up the nearby Arab tribes, and the Arabs also rely on the cover of the desert. , day and night, attacking the Ottoman logistics line, of course, is limited to pinching soft persimmons, and in the eyes of the Arabs who lack heavy firepower, this water supply station with two maxims is definitely not a soft persimmon .

If Fisher were to handle the water supply station alone, he would take out his high-explosive bazooka in the subspace and send all the guys in the water supply station to the sky, but he also brought fifty people with nervous and bewildered faces. It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish, but he is not worried that these soldiers can teach him everything. First of all, the literacy rate is a big problem!

A group of people with their guns on their shoulders and their horses tied their hoofs galloped all the way, and arrived at the sand dune diagonally opposite the water supply station in the evening.

Fisher cautiously poked his head out from above the dunes with a telescope and observed his target.

The water supply station is not big, only four or five earthen houses, a railway runs through it, and in the center of the camp is a human-powered water pump covered with cotton cloth, and two Maxim machine guns are located on the roofs of the two largest barracks. The border is wide and you can control the camp in all directions.

"Are we going to launch an attack?" Zara, also dressed in khaki, poked her head out and looked towards the camp.

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

"Everyone eat something first, remember not to make any noise, and calm the horse!"

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

"Yes, but it's not yet time!" Fisher pointed to the west-slanting sun. "We launched the attack in the early morning, and the Ottomans will be most sleepy at that time!"

"Also, if you want to deal with the wolf king you mentioned, then keep everything I say in your heart from now on!"

(End of this chapter)