Erdogan supported the village chief's uncle and followed behind the troops. Along the way, there were more and more people from the villages. There were not many people with weapons, and most of them were young and old. Everyone carried a bag on their back. Some of them even carried a few bags, which meant that they were ready to make a fortune after the castle was breached.
When the explosion occurred at the gate, Erdogan could already hear the location of the explosion. The old man he was supporting urged, "Quick! Hurry up! Erdogan, let's hurry up. "The village chief's uncle looked excited when he saw so many people.
Erdogan looked at the old man's body. With such a skinny appearance, he could not fight, let alone carry things. As for rushing in and snatching things … Erdogan did not have any illusions about the old man.
"I … I'm not going to snatch things," the old man said while panting. "The people sent by Lord Mahdi should have arrived. I'm going to the front to bless the people with the people sent by Lord Mahdi. "
This request was not too much. Erdogan supported the old man to the front. Then, he saw some foreigners in Arab clothes taking out various parts from the shops that they had contacted beforehand, and assembling them into heavy machine guns with astonishing dexterity. Since the Arabs were carrying bags, they naturally did not want to get too close to the fortress. At this time, there were some gunshots inside the fortress, but it was not close enough. Erdogan had seen heavy machine guns before. The meat in the slaughterhouse was often not sold out, and some of the butter was processed to oil the weapons.
The foreigners and some of the Arabs, who looked like elite troops, pushed the loaded heavy machine guns into the city. The old man was originally ready to preach. But when he began to recite the scriptures, these people who were eager to fight did not pay attention to him. This made the old man show a displeased expression.
But the old man was not stupid. He did not want to delay the young people's time. He just picked a variety of blessings and recited the scriptures, which coincided with the situation before the battle. The preparation did not go on for long. When Mahdi's heavy machine guns were sent to the door, the battle jumped from ordinary to intense at an amazing speed.
Max, the British military officer who first broke into the castle, saw the Arabs caught between the China and the Mahdi forces being shot to pieces by the heavy machine gun bullets. However, the heavy machine gun bullets were thick, and if they hit a vital point, it would be a one-hit kill. Even if it didn't hit a vital point, it could still sever limbs and damage the body. The only difference was a quick death or a slow death.
Since there were heavy machine guns involved in the battle, Max wisely hid behind a cover during the intense shooting. As a former colonial officer, Max couldn't help but comment on the Chinese. If the Chinese soldiers had used their machine guns to shoot at the people in the city when they were attacked, they would have been able to stabilize the situation. The Chinese seemed to lack a sense of colonization. At least to the British, the colonists were not British. Since there were people who were not British in the territory ruled by the British, then these people were basically the same existence that could be treated casually. No matter how much the British meddled in the internal affairs of other countries, the British would never allow other countries to meddle in the internal affairs of Britain.
As more and more British heavy machine guns joined the battle, the two sides were probably in a state of balance. Then Max saw Mahdi's subordinates begin to join the battle. Compared to the more conventional battle between the Chinese and British, Mahdi's battle was a little different. They attacked from the places where the machine guns couldn't reach and tried to approach the Chinese position through the blind spots or the places where they thought the Chinese didn't notice. Then, they used hand-to-hand weapons to solve the problem.
Max couldn't help but watch with great interest. He didn't think that Mahdi's subordinates could perform well under such a high density of firepower. However, the British used machine guns to cover the attacks of Mahdi's troops, which could at least consume the bullets of the Chinese. In such a fortress, bullets were always limited. If the Chinese ran out of bullets, the sea of Arabs would drown the Chinese.
The Chinese's performance was not bad. No matter what Mahdi's troops thought about the Chinese defense system, they were still defeated one by one. The corpses on the ground quickly piled up. Mahdi's troops didn't persist and they retreated.
After a rough estimation, Max estimated that at least a hundred of Mahdi's troops were killed. He began to calculate in his mind how many people the British would need to conquer Mahdi's troops if they defeated the Chinese. However, this boring calculation only appeared for a few seconds. Max quickly noticed the Chinese defense system. Even if they were ambushed, they couldn't stop the enemy from attacking from the front. However, the Chinese still managed to secure the positions they occupied. There was no doubt that the two tall towers played an important role. The machine gun positions on the towers were also attacked by the British heavy machine guns. However, the machine gun positions of the Chinese still effectively controlled a large area, making the British unable to attack freely.
No matter how the Chinese did in colonization, at least in terms of military strength, the Chinese did a good job. The British commander, Max, made his own judgment.
The enemy's praise was meaningless to the Chinese defenders. The sun was beginning to set in the west. If China's fortress was still intact, the night would be easier. However, half of the fortress had been taken by the enemy. At night, China, who was at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, would be at a disadvantage.
After expressing his opinion, the commander of the fortress said with an ugly expression, "We're retreating."
"To where?" His comrades showed a rather troubled expression.
"Retreat along the railway. Khartoum isn't far from us. Take the radio and walk along the railway. We will definitely encounter reinforcements. "The commander's voice sounded very dry.
No one objected, and no one agreed. The commander simply picked up a cup of tea and took a big gulp. "I now order the entire army to retreat."
The fortress had a large gate and a small door at the back. Behind the small door, there was a railway leading to the railway in the distance. There was a sea of people outside the small door. These people who were waiting suddenly encountered fierce machine gun fire from the city wall. The people on the city wall were rather patient. They didn't even make a move against the enemy who was already within their firing range. Now that the heavy machine guns were activated, the people outside the city were shot down one by one. Those who were shot effectively set an example for the people behind them. The people behind them began to run for their lives, fleeing far away from the machine gun range.
Not long after, the small door opened. A few small carriages came out from inside, emitting black smoke. This kind of equipment that could probably be called "armored locomotive" came out. Regardless of the people behind them, the Chinese troops decisively carried out a breakthrough and abandoned the fortress. The locomotive was equipped with a machine gun, which was loaded with bullets. The other non-combatants and commanders were inside the locomotive, while the combatants surrounded the locomotive. The group set off along the railway. They advanced toward the direction of Khartoum.
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