During the Boer War, 450,000 British men and 1,072 officers and 20,870 soldiers were killed, while the Boer coalition fought 88,000 and only 3,700 were killed.

It is worth mentioning that of the 88,000 Boer troops who participated in the war, 13,000 were Boers from the Cape Colony, and there were 2,000 foreign volunteers, so although the final result was that Britain won the Boer War, objectively speaking, the Boer War was a complete defeat for Britain.

Henry and the Major are standard Britons, with unmatched mouth cannon skills and lackluster hands-on skills, so if they really let them go to the front line to fight the Boers, I am afraid they can only expect them to spray the Boers to death with their mouths.

Roque, by contrast, was a standard man of action, and as he charged into the Boer position, Roque held Lee Enfield in his arms, keeping his aim in his position, and was ready to kill the Boers who tried to fight back.

It's really a kill at any time, and when he goes to the battlefield, Roque's adrenaline will also be accelerated, which makes Roque's reaction faster, his gun hand is more stable, and his mind is calmer, starting from the slope and going up less than fifty meters, Roque has fired six shots, killing five Boers, except for the first shot, one shot, all of them are headshots.

The further up they go, the more powerless the Boer counterattack becomes, don't think how heroic and good the Boers are, just like the British say, a group of peasants, fighting guerrilla warfare and still making a living, really fighting on the frontal battlefield, the Boer coalition army does not have the slightest advantage.

Thirty meters from the Boer position, Roque ordered Li De to set fire the prepared explosives pack.

Looking at the burning fuse, Roque suddenly felt very relaxed, at this distance, if the Boers were equipped with grenades, it should be Roque who endured the grenade bombardment and launched a charge, but the Boers did not have grenades, so Roque had enough time to watch that the fuse was about to detonate the explosive pack, and then threw the explosive bag into the Boers' position.

The improvised explosives bag must have lacked power, but the momentum was undiminished, it was almost a match with the power of the British artillery, with a few violent explosions, Roque clearly heard the desperate wails and screams in the Boer coalition position, it was time, Roque stuck the bayonet in the card slot, picked up the rifle and rushed upward.

At this time, it was fast, the faster the better, and Roque didn't even greet the other commandos.

There was no need to say hello, the commandos all looked at Roque, and when Roque began to charge, the commandos did not hesitate and jumped out of cover with Roque.

The position of the Boer coalition army is indeed a mess, they never thought that the British, who have always been decent in battle, will actually make a dangerous move this time, not only abandon the previous crowd tactics, but also dare to use the explosive bag at such a close distance, although the explosive package did not have shrapnel and steel balls after the explosion, but the power of the shock wave is still not to be underestimated, the Boers in the range of the shock wave were shocked to death, and the Boers in the range were all dizzy, when Roque rushed to the position of the Boer coalition army, Many people sat on the ground dumbfounded, knowing what to do, obviously the rifle was beside them, but they didn't know how to pick it up and fight back, so they looked at Roque like a god in a daze.

Roque did not hesitate at this time, a thrust stabbed a Boer to the ground, and when he pulled it out, he knocked down another one with the butt of his rifle, and when he stabbed the third Boer, Roque's rifle was held by the Boer, Roque pulled out Webley's revolver, aimed it at the Boer who woke up like a dream, and quickly shot the bullets in the pistol.

Enough was enough, as more and more commandos rushed into position, fewer and fewer Boers tried to resist, and more Boers surrendered on their knees with their hands raised in the air, and they only then realized that Roque they were not white.

"God, you did it, Locke, you really did." Henry, who arrived later, was incoherent, and looking at Roque was really like looking at God.

After the battle, he felt that his legs were weak and weak, and Roque, who was sitting on an ammunition box to recover his breath, clenched his fist and tapped his chest: "Fortunately, I am not dishonored!" ”

The major who came up with Henry had a gloomy expression, how contemptuous he was about the commandos before, how embarrassed he was now, if the guerrillas annihilated by the commandos were good and risky, then the corpses on the position now can't be faked, all this happened under the nose of the major, although the commandos didn't say anything, but the major felt a hot pain on his face.

Roque and they really didn't say anything, and even Roque didn't look at the major, and the other Chinese policemen may not understand English, and they don't know what the major just said, but Roque heard it very clearly.

To be honest, for the attitude of the major, Roque can actually understand, just like the current Qing Dynasty, when the Chinese do not have any performance, don't expect to be respected by others, the four ancient civilizations exist, two of them are British colonies, why do the Chinese get the respect of the British?

You can only rely on your own performance!

Roque believes that after today, the entire Eastern Front should know how fierce the Chinese police in Cape Town are, and on this basis, if anyone dares to speak out again, Roque will not hesitate to let him know how ruthless the Chinese police in Cape Town are.

"Mr. Major, the Cape Town police successfully completed their mission, killed 125 Boer Coalition troops, captured 89 Boer Coalition troops, and successfully occupied the Boer coalition positions-" Roque didn't want to deal with the major, but Henry would not let go of the opportunity to raise his eyebrows, looking at Henry's appearance, he wished that every word would become a leather whip in the police station and be slapped in the Major's face.

The Major's face was red and white, and the clouds were uncertain, and in the end he just hurriedly threw down a "very good" and left without looking back.

It's really not a thing, and I don't even have a decent compliment!

The major never returned, and until the evening, there was still no one to greet Roque, but there was an Australian rifle battalion that came to take over the position that the commandos had just captured, and Roque and they were so happy that they found a random open space next to the artillery position and set up camp.

The head of the artillery unit was a captain, and the artillerymen saw the performance of the commandos on the battlefield during the day, and in the evening, the captain ordered someone to bring Roque hot coffee and sausages, which made Henry very happy, and went out of his way to give the captain a bottle of red wine from Bordeaux, France.

As soon as Roque found a blanket to wrap around and sit down by the campfire, he heard someone shouting: "Henry, Locke, where are you?" ”

It was Winston, this haunted fellow, and if it weren't for this guy's report, Henry and Roque wouldn't have ended up in such a situation.

After hearing the voice, Roque and Henry glanced at each other, and both of them looked a little unkindly.