Tales from Turkistan: A Scythian's Stories

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W. Blackwood and sons, 1924 - 307 стор.
 

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Сторінка 156 - I'm going to counter-attack. Dudley will take over the piquets along on either side of the Kotal, the cavalry will do those lower down towards Surkhawi. " Dudley, you fix that up as soon as you have collected your battalion. " When all your men are relieved, Allardyce, push on towards Kambela there in support of my counter-attack. " Houston, I want you to limber up a section to come along with me. When that gets into action, you can bring along the other. We shah" probably spend the night out ; then...
Сторінка 145 - ... officers, seconded to our regiments, just like the West African Frontier Force. The recruits do six months at regimental headquarters, and six more at the Divisional Artillery School. " I forgot to mention that the regimental group has three cavalry squadrons in it, a field ambulance and some small units, which are all part of the regiment. They are all administered by an institution called the Regimental District Military Association, which is just like your Territorial Force Associations^ only...
Сторінка 114 - These safas are a new thing," he said, pointing to a man's turban. " In the old days in winter the man had a cotton safa, and we gave him a Balaclava cap and a scarf to lug about. Now we just give him a woollen safa in winter. Pashmina, the stuff's called, fine wool of the ibex. Great brain wave." The man before whom he halted wore a long smock of khaki, loose, and coming down nearly to the knee. I could not quite make out whether the material was serge or flannel. He lifted up one of the square...
Сторінка 136 - Richard was himself again. Quintin and I were too busy eating and drinking to talk much, but he explained that fourteen machines made each trip carrying three companies of a battalion, the two odd machines carrying the mortar platoon, signallers, stretcher-bearers and battalion headquarters. Two battalions were being used that night, making about three hundred and twenty officers and men each. This required four trips by twelve machines, four more being kept in reserve. Colonel Quintin was yawning...
Сторінка 140 - ... The whole question was much complicated in those days by the Indian legislator, to whom a Mr Samuels had given, as by act divine, the right to sway an Imperial policy he did not comprehend, and to control an army enlisted from utterly different races. The few officers who survived from the happy days when the old Punjab Frontier Force kept the border healthy and happy were either too cynical to join issue, or too lacking in lingual agility for those demagogic days. " The Solons of Hindustan vociferated...
Сторінка 136 - ... four trips by twelve machines, four more being kept in reserve. Colonel Quintin was yawning as we turned in, so I did not worry him with my query as to the soundness or otherwise of maintaining a number of highly specialised battalions, whose equipment, training and organisation were clearly quite unsuited to regular warfare. We were up distinctly before the sun, and soon speeding down again in the car out of our park-like green valley into a more arid and sandy countryside. We travelled perhaps...
Сторінка 130 - The pilot was intent on his map, whereon I noticed a sprawling cross in red ink towards the head of the open valley not far ahead of us. His altimeter needle crawled down from nine to eight thousand feet as I watched, whilst the map showed over three thousand below us. I was about to speak when he turned his mouth to a voicepipe, and shouted something down it to the interior of the machine. He made a remark to Dudley about being ready in a moment. I looked backwards through the transverse bulkhead...
Сторінка 122 - The monstrous machine trundled and bounded along the rough turf like a mere twoseater. As we settled into steady zooming flight I saw the broad flat valley beneath, with its unfenced cornfields gleaming in the silver moonlight, intersected here by the white wavering lines of boulderstrewn stream beds, and here by low dry-stone walls. At the far edge it rose into spurs clad in black pines. The pilot swept into a steeplybanked turn. Dudley remarked that no time could be wasted in getting off, as each...
Сторінка 134 - One man went straight into the bushy top of a small tree, and from the swaying of the boughs as he cut himself loose from his trappings, I deduced that it might be a thorny one. We flew back to our aerodrome in much less time than the outward journey had taken us. I must confess that I felt much relieved as I stepped out again to meet Colonel Quintin. " You've been just fifty-five minutes,
Сторінка 149 - Our ponies carried us at an ambling trot over the most atrocious stones to the infantry companies ahead. They moved steadily on in file whilst their commander leapt about from rock to rock, followed by a trio of nimble signallers. As he watched the hillside intently, shouting an occasional order through a megaphone, I followed his gaze. Quintin pointed out to me that the placing of a piquet was not a mere scramble up to the crest-line. Each section or so was supported by a similar body, which put...

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