C2340 overpopulation (1/2)
In general, British garrisons were equipped with the latest weapons, while colonial garrisons were slow to change, as in the case of the old Enfield, where the Irish were now fully armed with metal cartridges, and the Indians were still using paper shells.
The reason for this was not only because of the distance, but also because the British local garrison had to face the invisible threat from the European countries. Although it was very difficult for that country to challenge the British status under the protection of the navy, in order to ensure the strategic deterrence, the native British army had to actively change its equipment.
Speaking of this rifle, he was also one of the important reasons why Gladstone was attacking Benjamin. As Benjamin and the rest of the colonialist were putting too much emphasis on expanding their forces overseas, there was a serious shortage of native troops. At this point in time, the British ability to resolve the European conflict was very weak.
If there was a new Napoleon like military expert in Europe, then the current British army would not be able to meet the needs of the war.
Who could he blame? Of course, it was all the fault of these colonialist to inject so much force into the city that they had dispersed the Empire's power. More importantly, the military expenditure was simply too much, to the point that it affected the efficiency of the weapon warehouse upgrade.
To think that a dignified British Empire like him would want to replace metal cartridge cases with needles and rifles, while Prussia had already started assembling them in their entirety.
The excessive drawing of blood by the colonialist had already made the Empire's finances very tight. In order to satisfy the appetite of the navy and whale, they could only rely on suppressing the army's funds to make up for their losses.
Ireland was the closest and most dangerous colony to the British mainland, but the garrison had only officially changed their clothes in February. Fortunately, they had changed their gear in advance, otherwise, they would have been able to deal with the riots.
This was because they had encountered a completely different combat squad. Their fighting style was extremely agile and valiant, and these extremely high quality mercenaries were very used to complex street fights. Their special combat skills were not something that the average army could compare to.
When the British army began to fight in the streets, they suffered a huge loss despite their numbers.
Every window along the street had the possibility to shoot out a bullet with great accuracy. All of the mercenaries had excellent marksmanship, and could be used as snipers with a little training.
Suddenly, a gun barrel appeared from the half-open window, shot out a bullet, and quickly retreated. In less than three seconds, these crafty gunners shot their guns and headshot, the high-speed spinning bullets lifted up the top of the British soldiers' heads, blood and brains sprayed out like legume's.
Terrified, the British immediately raised their guns and fired at the dark windows, but by the time their bullets were fired, the guerrillas were already in safety.
”Warriors of the first class, charge into the house …” Use your bayonet to kill him! ”
The angered British army kicked open the door and rushed in like a swarm of bees. Unexpectedly, they were ambushed, the flames of the Molotov's cocktail shot up into the sky, and the soldiers that were burning on their bodies screamed as they crashed out of the door, rolling back and forth on the street.
The few soldiers who survived in the house were no match for the mercenaries. The kobold s in North Africa could easily cut off their throats.
Miserable screams came out from the house, Major Fayle was enraged, ”Idiot!” Are you all idiots? Don't engage in melee combat with the enemy in the dark night... ”Firing in a straight line, closing in step by step!”
”Tell the people behind to send torches and kerosene over. Even if we have to burn down the entire block, we cannot let a single enemy escape!”
”Idiot, how could they be so familiar with the terrain if they weren't guided by the Irish in such a dark weather? ”These damned mercenaries …”