Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 394: Cavalry Assault (Part 2)

Yellow sand, blood, gunpowder smoke, painful and wailing horses and their dying masters, gunshots appear clear and loud in the empty desert, the killing continues, there is no mercy and no hope.

The cavalry's attack is fierce and efficient, and the difference between professional army and bandit is vivid in the battle. The cavalry of the French Foreign Legion is very rigorous. These people who are equivalent to national mercenaries regard being a soldier as a career. Those who join the Legion cherish the honor behind this uniform. Of course, the salary paid by France is also It is indeed full of temptation.

The soldiers of Lieutenant Loire are not carefully selected elites. They are just some ordinary members of the legion. However, with sufficient daily training and experience accumulated in previous combat missions, they can still control the desert bandits in front of them. They were beaten in embarrassment.

Many of the German cavalry had previously served in the famous Wehrmacht First Cavalry Division, and many of them participated in the German invasion of Poland. They actually fought a few tough battles and accumulated a lot of practical experience. After France was defeated, it signed a military agreement with Germany. The High Command sent a cavalry battalion. The political significance was greater than military significance, because it represented the return of the German forces to the African continent. The Germans took things away. Will personally take it back.

In fact, this battle lasted for a short period of time, not more than a quarter of an hour before and after, but the process was extremely tragic. Both sides knew that only the victor could survive, and there was no room for this kind of battle. .

The German and French cavalry occupies an overwhelming advantage, not only in terms of number, but also in terms of individual quality and equipment, and can completely crush the opponent.

The cavalry used by the French Foreign Corps is a Bethier cavalry rifle, which is actually a carbine model with a shortened barrel, but these improved versions use the latest 7.5mm bullets from the French army. The accuracy and range are improved. Improved significantly.

The weapon of the German cavalry is the standard 98k. In addition, they also carry their own pistols, and they also bring more than one in good conditions. Because the horses are heavy, the non-commissioned officers also issued an additional submachine gun. It can be said to be armed to the teeth.

After the sand bandits encountered the first round of raids, the rhythm of the entire battlefield was no longer in their hands. The positions of both sides are also not good for these robbers. The cavalry can shoot forward calmly, and they have to turn around to fight back. At the same time, they have to divide some attention to control the horses under their hips.

The sand pirates did not see the slightest chance of turning defeat into victory, especially when they discovered that there was a white cap of the French Foreign Corps among the pursuers, their morale dropped to the bottom in an instant.

On the land of North Africa, these white demons are notoriously bad. French colonists are no more civilized than other European colonists. The source of troops and the nature of this army make it fierce. And the degree of brutality surpassed all European colonial forces.

Seeing the white tube cap means that this thing is absolutely impossible to be good. Moreover, their identity is a sand thief who makes everyone fear and hate. If they can’t escape, perhaps death in battle will be for them. It is the best ending.

The chase has only started for less than five minutes, and the number of sand thieves has rapidly reduced to ten people. At this time, the old method of dispersing and fleeing has completely lost its effect. Not only is it not helpful to escape, but it will be destroyed by each other. We can only get together and fight back for our lives.

Mahneid had already performed exceptionally in the previous battles. He overturned two cavalrymen in succession, but the result was nothing more.

His Lebel rifle is an old model, and the magazine can only hold three bullets. Moreover, this rifle uses a tubular magazine. After the bullets are empty, they can only be manually filled with one round. This caused his rate of fire to be unable to rise at all, because the bumpy horse made the loading task very difficult.

Mahneid actually carried a six-shot French-made mas1874 revolver, but the problem was that it malfunctioned a week ago. Before he got a new gun, he could only put the pistol on his waist. kind.

Speaking of sand thieves like weapons with simple structures, because the locals have no habit of maintaining weapons at all. As long as the money is paid, it is not a difficult problem to get a new weapon. The pirates are not short of money, just replace it with a new one if it is worn out.

As the combat distance narrowed, the accuracy of the shooting on both sides began to increase rapidly at geometric speeds. The dying resistance of the sand bandits also caused a lot of casualties to the German and French cavalry, but these resistances did not delay Their ultimate demise.

At the end of the battle, the entire sand thieves gang was only left with Mehanad. His clothing had long exposed his identity as the leader. The chasers had obviously begun to consider whether he should be left as a living. At this time, the stubborn gangster knew that he was not spared, and being captured only allowed him to live a few more days. The desperate situation aroused his ferocity. The leader of the sand thief pulled on the reins and wanted to turn the horse’s head and chase him The soldiers were desperate, but before he could cross the horse, in a burst of intensive submachine gun fire, Mehaned and his mount rolled to the ground in a rain of bullets.

The cavalry screamed past the fallen leader of the sand thief, and the rolled up dust covered the blood-stained face of Mahanad. The leader of the sand thief was facing the sky, his mouth filled with foamy blood. , The once sharp eyes of a falcon staring at the blue sky without a godly, after a violent twitch, the chest stopped the rapid ups and downs. The **** career of the legendary sand thief finally came to an end at this time, just as the travellers who were killed by him were cursed before death, the bloodthirsty Mahanad will drown in his own blood. in.

The cavalry team ran a full mile before slowly reducing the speed of the horse. Just like humans, after strenuous exercise, the horses must also have a process of regaining adaptation. The cavalry drove the panting horses. Take small steps and turn back to the road.

Cleaning the battlefield is the job of the soldiers, and officers like Hanst and Loire have their responsibility. Hanster handed the mount to his subordinates to take care of him, and then walked to the corpse of Mehaned, knelt down and carefully looked at the alien thief who almost messed up his mission.

"It's a local, I don't know which tribe it belongs to." Loire wiped the sweat from his head and unbuttoned the chest of his uniform.

"It doesn't matter at all. We need to find out the identity of this person now, hoping that among the robbers, there will be one or two alive. Can you recognize the words on this?" Hanster flipped the sand. The collar of the thief took out a luxuriously decorated short dagger from the waist of the opponent. A string of Arabic characters was engraved on the decorative silver hoop of the handle. The German ensign handed the dagger to his French colleague.

"Some prayers, praising their God, here is a name, maybe this person, Said Hashim Mahanad... It feels like I have seen this name somewhere. "Loire pulled out the dagger, and the dark gray sound of the knife was densely covered with water-like patterns. At first glance, it was forged from Damascus steel. This weapon is very valuable and the owner loves it very much. It has been carefully wiped and maintained. Under normal circumstances, the locals do not carry weapons with other people's names inscribed, so Mahanad should be the real name of the man on the ground.

"The identity card of the Italian army, it seems that the deaths of those Italians are indeed related to this person. Let the soldiers pay attention to the search, and it is best to find one or two alive."

Hanst took out a large string of shiny identity badges from the placket of Mehaned. The Italians didn’t talk about anything else. This kind of face-conscious thing has done a lot of work, this square identity The identification marks are not only well-made, but many of them are polished by machines. Each identity plate is issued with a chrome-plated alloy necklace. In contrast, the German Army is much shabby, just An oval aluminum sheet tied with a leather cord.

"I have told them, but I don’t think it is too hopeful~IndoMTL.com~Loire took over the identification cards and checked them piece by piece in his hand.

"From the things he carried, this man is an ordinary desert bandit, but why did he risk killing a group of Italian soldiers, and then came to chase down our surveillance objects?"

Hanst placed Mehaned’s belongings neatly next to the corpse, except for some ammunition, that is, some coins and some personal items, some tobacco that the locals like, and some unknown uses Herbal medicine.

The only thing that seems to be of some value is a small notebook, but the content in it is all in Arabic. Hanst has never learned this kind of script, so it takes time to translate it if you want to read it.

"Look at what he recorded in his last text." Hanst handed the notebook to Loire.

"Sir, we found a living, and the searcher came back. We were unable to catch up with the target group." The sergeant trot over and reported to the captain.

"Also, I'm still thinking about how to contact the target. I will find a few people to clean up here, take a living, and we will go back to the oasis. If I guess it is correct, the target will come to us by himself. Hanster took the whip from his subordinates and dusted his knees stained with sand.

"What about the corpse?" the sergeant asked.

"Just throw it here, you can warn the lawless robbers, and maybe let them converge during this period of time." Loire lowered his head, flipping through the pamphlet, and answered in a relaxed tone.