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Chapter 92 The alliance is invincible!

When Fisher was planning to bring the Wolf King into his encirclement, an order also traveled across the ocean and arrived at the headquarters of the British Army in Egypt.

Edmund Allenby, Field Marshal of the British Army and the last Chief Executive in Egypt looked curiously at the secret order in his hand. The secret order came from the Ministry of War and had the autograph of the Prime Minister on it.

"Ludendorff arrived in Ottoman?" The Field Marshal picked up his teacup and took a sip of Ceylon black tea, then picked up a soft scone and stuffed it into his mouth, murmuring vaguely.

Ludendorff, whose full name is Erich von Ludendorff, is currently the military director of the Second German Reich, but he also has very strong military talents. He launched the Caporetto Offensive and commanded fifteen Oder Allied divisions against 55 Italian divisions wiped out 30 Italian troops and forced Italy almost out of the war. In the same year, he played a key role in the signing of the Brest-Litovsk Peace Treaty, which allowed the Russians to Pay a high price.

And now, he has come to Ottoman, and his purpose is nothing more than to use Ottoman's manpower and material resources to find a new source of fuel for the unsustainable war machine in Germany.

What does this mean?The field marshal could think of this with his toes, which meant that Germany was going to be unable to hold on. It was a pity that there was no broadcast in Egypt, otherwise the field marshal would have to make a speech that the alliance had no more soldiers to fight.

In fact, not only Germany, Britain and France are also bad enough, but there are a large number of colonial blood transfusions, plus countless third brothers and black Shushu were pulled to fill the trenches, and the United States has been concentrating on the field and never joined the regiment, so the Allies It can still be strong until now, but this firmness also comes at a price. A whole generation of French people was praised by the German Maxim and heavy artillery.

"Cooperate with the American allies next to Ludendorff and figure out their purpose of arriving in Ottoman. It is best to assassinate Ludendorff!" After reading the news on the secret order, the Field Marshal sighed bored.

"A Ludendorff dies as soon as he dies. If you have the ability, go and kill William II!"

Although he really wanted to say this to his colleagues in the Ministry of War, the marshal still called his secretary.

"Call the person in charge of the Arab Bureau to come and see me!"

A fat Mediterranean British officer rushed over quickly. If Fisher was there, he would definitely recognize him, and it was this guy who sent him out.

"Your Excellency Marshal!"

"Does the Arab Bureau have agents or operatives in Syria?"

"Yes, there is a captain named Lawrence. He disturbed the Ottomans in Syria and made them restless!"

"Lawrence? Is that the Arabian Lawrence?" The marshal glanced out the window, and in the courtyard of the headquarters stood a dozen or so soldiers of the Ottoman military band in British uniforms practicing God Save the Queen.

"Yes, this band is his captive!"

"Okay, send a liaison officer immediately to give him this order, and at the same time promote him to be a colonel, and send these medals to him!" The marshal thought for a while, and took out another one from the cabinet Beautifully styled Navy Model 1895 revolver.

"This will be my personal reward to him! Do it immediately, and send it to me as soon as possible!"

"Yes, sir!"

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Fisher didn't know that his superiors had given him a new task. At this moment, he just wanted to kick the heads of the Ottoman support staff as a ball.

"Keep firing, don't stop!"

The 77mm anti-aircraft guns and 75mm field guns continued to burst into dazzling flames, and the shells were fired one by one by these Arab soldiers who had been trained for several hours to the huge monsters a hundred meters away.

The flames and smoke covered the entire body, and it looked like it had severely damaged the thing, but that was not what Fisher saw through the binoculars.

Because World War I did not have dedicated army artillery armor-piercing shells, the main ammunition for these 77mm anti-aircraft guns and 75mm field guns was still high-explosive shells, and the only few semi-high-explosive armor-piercing shells had been consumed in previous raids.

And after these high-explosive bombs hit the thick armor of the train, they could only blast small holes in the thick steel plate. If he wanted to destroy the armored train with the dozen or so captured artillery pieces, Fisher estimated that he would have to Ten times as many shells.

"Damn it, it still depends on explosives!"

The original plan went very smoothly, and Fisher, who had the password and the carrier pigeon, successfully fabricated a dispatch order for the armored train to come to the fortress for support.

Then he directed the Arabs to deploy a large amount of explosives along the railway line, and ambushed machine gunners and artillery in houses on both sides of the railway.

When the rolling wolf king slowed down and entered the ambush circle, Zara detonated the explosives. Tens of kilograms of yellow explosives blew up the rails and sleepers on the railway, and even the armored train was immobilized. Then, Things are not right.

Neither the Lewis light machine gun nor the Maxim, nor the 1.59-pound infantry gun nor the Ottoman 40mm bang bang anti-aircraft gun could penetrate the outer armor of the Wolf King.

After recovering from the shock, the Ottoman army in the armored train used all available weapons to fight back.

A roaring fire dragon sprayed out from the bottom of the armored train, burning more than a dozen Arab soldiers who had no time to dodge into charcoal.

Then the twin Maxim machine gun turrets on the top of the second carriage of the train spewed flames, knocking down a row of Arab soldiers who were trying to set up explosives, and many remaining soldiers of the Ottoman contingent also took up their long guns and short guns. Cannons crackled and crackled from the firing holes of the train.

"Aim at the shooting hole, aim at the shooting hole!" Fisher was extremely grateful at the moment that he still had the power of thought and psionic power. After his blessing, the order could be accurately transmitted to the ears of the Arab soldiers on the battlefield over the sound of guns. And having a mind barrier can also help him block those stray bullets, which is why the Arab soldiers did not retreat after the first attack, because they saw that the commander was with them.

"Death Squad, keep going!" The roaring Maxim, Louis, and even the Madsen machine guns fired at any place on the train where the fire was shining, and the shooter carrying the infantry gun went straight to find someone. After the ruins set up the artillery, they began to shoot at the turrets that could still rotate. They didn't want to blow up these turrets on the earth, but only hoped to destroy the transmission mechanism of the opponent.

Under the cover of fierce firepower, groups of Arab soldiers picked up explosives and rushed towards the train.

A group of people fell, and a group of people attacked, and the round explosive cartridges packed in tubes were sent to the bottom of the armored train.

After the Ottoman soldiers discovered the intentions of the Arabs, they also made a decision that stunned everyone. They opened the troop compartment of the armored train and competed with the Arabs for control of the explosives.

(End of this chapter)