Chapter 341: Indians don’t want the Indian Empire anymore, so why do you British fight?

If you don’t retreat, you will surrender?

The white-skinned officers who were carrying the Indian soldiers on the front line were stunned. They never expected that the Indian soldiers under their command were so good at adapting. What made them even more shocked was that they seemed to have no choice but to use the surrendered Indian soldiers!

Because once those damn A San raised their hands, they were prisoners of war from the Ming army and had no dime to do with their original superiors. If their original superiors wanted to punish these spineless Yin soldiers, they had to first

Only by defeating the Japanese devils who were carrying bayonets and rushing into the trenches.

The Japanese soldiers of the Indian San who had already caught many Indian Sans on the Malayan Peninsula have already known these dark and unscrupulous enemies very well, and they have been repeatedly told by their superiors - don't shoot and kill the surrendered Indian Sans.

, if you catch a living Asan, you can get to the Ten Stones of Knowledge and Action Land, so these Asans are still very valuable!

Of course, white skin is more valuable. A white skin is worth twenty stones of knowledge and action. If you are an officer, you can also increase the price according to the level of the military rank. And no matter whether you live or die!

So, except for some of the Japanese soldiers who rushed into the trench to control the San Warriors who "never retreat and raise their hands", the other Japanese soldiers rushed forward with rifles while shooting and wanted to pick up the white men with bayonets.

Skin.

When the white-skinned officers and non-commissioned officers saw this scene, they immediately lost their will to resist. What a big deal? There were only three or two white-skinned in a squadron, and more than one hundred and three threes were surrendered.

How could Pi hold on? But these white skins are unwilling to be as brave as the third brother to raise their hands. After all, they were not A San who had long been lying flat as slaves, they were the masters of the British Empire! The British Empire is about to be gone, they

The loss is huge.

So these white skins turned around and ran down the dam without saying a word, and then got into the traffic trench.

It is impossible to fight dozens of them in two or three, and it is more certain to run away. After all, their white-skinned long legs are not comparable to those of the Japanese devils' small carrot legs. How can they run if they are two steps away from others?

Not to drop?

Seeing such a white skin without martial ethics, the Japanese devil with the little carrot legs had no choice but to scold "Baga" while picking up the rifle and shooting it casually.

So at the forefront of Woodlands Beach, the yelling and the crisp shooting of Taiping rifles sounded. However, the shooting skills of these Japanese devils were actually not very good, so they didn't kill a few white skins - this time the devils

It’s just that I’m not afraid of hardship (because I’ve always had a lot of hardship), and I’m not afraid of death (Bushido). All kinds of tactical levels can only be said to be ordinary, and it’s not the case with the World War II Japanese soldiers on another timeline.

However, those white skins who escaped from the guns of the Japanese were not so lucky when they met their own team of supervisors. Viscount Bellsford had already issued an order. Whoever dared to retreat, kill him or her will not be able to do so! This killer will not be able to do so.

Pi or A San.

Of course, Viscount Bellsford also took care of the officers who commanded the White Skin Supervisor Team. You can't kill too many! Those who take the lead in killing them. If all of them run down, you can't kill them without leaving them.

And these white-skinned officers who retreated from the front of Woodlands Beach all seemed to be leading the way. Before they retreated to their second-tier positions, most of them were thrust by their own machine guns. They really died with their eyes closed!

However, no matter how hard the white-skinned soldiers raided, they could not stop the Johor Strait defense line from collapse. Shortly after the area of ​​Woodlands Beach was completely controlled by the Japanese devils of four brigades, the Ming army, who had originally undertaken the feint attack mission, also began to

With the cooperation of the Japanese who had occupied the Woodlands Beach position, a real attack was launched! The Japanese soldiers fought along the seawall, while the Ming army crossed the sea. Under the attack of two groups, the Indian soldiers who never retreated were of course the old way.

—— Raise your hands and surrender. The British officers who commanded them were either killed by the Ming and Japanese soldiers, or they were either rushing to death by their own supervisors when they fled.

The news of the rapid collapse of the Johor Strait defense line was soon reported to Viscount Bellsford on Bukit Timah Hill by those white-skinned British soldiers who supervised the battle on the second line. In fact, there was no need for the people below to call, Bellsford

Viscount also knew that the defense line he had worked hard to manage had been broken. Because of the sun and moon flags one after another, the chrysanthemum flag had risen on the British-Indian defense line on the Johor Strait front.

"Damn it, damn Indians can be cowards! They are all cowards. I want to shoot them all!"

Viscount Bellsford, who saw this scene on Bukit Timah Mountain, turned blue with anger, and his voice was trembling. The Johor Strait was a natural danger! Moreover, the trenches, barbed wire, and anti-aircraft fortifications were quite complete, and there were also

A five or six-meter-high embankment can be found. Even if it is bombarded by the Ming army with heavy artillery for an hour, the losses will not be too great. Why will it collapse at once?

"Vissue, Viscount"

Just when Viscount Bellsford gritted his teeth and said he wanted to shoot the Indian soldiers on the Johor Strait defense line, his chief of staff, Viscount Folk, ran over in a daze. The chief of staff had been talking on the front line just now, and he had the knowledge of it.

All first-hand information!

"Fokker," Viscount Bellsford stared at his chief of staff angrily, "You go and prepare the position immediately. Reorganize the Indian dog bastards who retreated from the front, form the reserve team, and then launch a counterattack!

Whoever dares to hesitate will catch them one by one and die!”

"Vissue." Colonel Folk shook his head, "No, few people retreated from the Johor Strait front, they, they"

"What?" Viscount Bellsford was shocked, "All, all died? Impossible? There are 30,000 to 40,000 people on the Johor Strait defense line!"

Colonel Fok shook his head: "No, no one died, they all surrendered!"

"Surrender?" Viscount Bellsford was stunned, "What's going on?"

"Vissue," said Colonel Folk, "those who retreated from the front were our British officers and non-commissioned officers (there were still a few who were not killed). According to their reports, as soon as the enemy rushed to the dam, the Indians were thronged.

After surrendering, the white officer could not control the troops at all, so he had to retreat. The result was given again."

He beat his own people to death!

"Traitor! Traitor!" Viscount Bellsford roared suddenly, "They should all be shot to death by these traitors from the Indian Empire!"

"Viscount." Colonel Fok said with a sad face, "What should I do now? The Indians are unwilling to fight at all, and we can't defend the defense line. Should we put the rest of the people into the fortresses and coastal forts? This may be more

Support some days.”

After hearing this suggestion, Viscount Bellsford almost went unhappy. The number of the troops he commanded was the Malay Legion of the Indian Imperial Army - it was the Indian Army, not the British Army. There were not many white people in the team.

Most of them are Indians. If only white officers and non-commissioned officers were collected into fortresses and forts, it is hard to say whether they could gather 3,000 people.

And what kind of fighting spirit can these 3,000 people have? The Indians in the Indian Empire don’t want it anymore, so what are the white British people trying to do? This is in line with the proverb of the Chinese people. Is that emperor not anxious, and the eunuch anxious?

He was about to object, but the roar of the earth shaking sounded again. He quickly turned his head to look and found that the Ming army's shelling had begun again. This time the shelling was the reserve (second line) position of the Johor Strait defense line.

If you can't defend it there, the Ming army will soon be able to break through to Bukit Tima Mountain!

Temasek Fortress. It's over!
Chapter completed!