Chapter 1505 The Battle of Akadelin (2, ask for a monthly ticket)
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In the year 837 of the Julian calendar, it was May 27th, Yin.
There were dense clouds in the sky, like a huge lid, pressing on the top of the head, making it airtight.
The air seemed extremely dull, making it almost suffocating.
Not a single person could be seen in the vast wilderness, only the long thatch undulating and swaying, like the waves in the sea, it was extremely magnificent.
Under the dome covered with dark clouds, the entire world was filled with chills, leaving only a gray scene, revealing an ominous omen.
Suddenly, the loud and long sound of the horn penetrated the wilderness and spread far away.
Immediately, a black dot appeared on the distant skyline, and then, two, three, four... countless black dots slowly spread up from the sky.
They formed a long black belt, slowly approaching.
As they got closer, they could vaguely see the lightning war flag flying high above their heads.
A flying eagle let out a scream, quickly emerged from the clouds, and flew across the sky.
Looking down from the sky, we can see the phalanxes formed by the soldiers, like pieces of carpet, neatly dividing the earth into squares, slowly advancing towards the east.
At this time, the flying eagle swooped down and the distance quickly closed.
Through the eyes of the flying eagle, one can clearly see the fluttering flags on the ground, the forest-like dense forest of spears and spears raised to the sky, the gleaming swords and armor, and the young and energetic look of the soldiers.
Childish face...
These young soldiers were advancing under the command of their officers.
The neat footsteps were like thunder, making a rumbling sound, and every step shook the earth.
The evil spirit soaring into the sky seemed to penetrate directly into the heaven and earth, causing the mountains and rivers to change color, and the sun and moon to lose their light.
This is a huge army.
Amu, a sergeant in the third platoon of the 6th company of the 71st regiment of the 4th division of the Lingshan National Independence and Freedom Army, was squatting on the edge of his trench at this time, holding a chicken leg in his mouth, chewing it so happily that his mouth
It doesn't matter if the sides are covered with oil.
That chicken was exactly what Lamy snatched when he captured the town yesterday.
Since everyone was ambushed, the battle broke out very suddenly, and in the panic, no one cared about the feelings of a chicken.
Anyway, there were shelling and gunfire, and rubble was flying everywhere and dust was filling the sky.
Therefore, after the battle was over and the enemy was repulsed, Lamy discovered that the chicken had been tied to his belt and followed him across the entire town.
And what made him most fortunate was that there was a long arrow stuck in the chicken's body.
Judging from the location of the arrow, if the brave chicken hadn't blocked it, it is estimated that Lamy would be able to sing tenor without surgery in the future.
Therefore, Lamy regarded the chicken as his benefactor and buried it solemnly in the ground. He also inserted a cross in front of the chicken's grave and prayed a few words to the great devil sincerely, wishing the kind-hearted chicken
The chicken can ascend to heaven.
Then……
Anderson dug it out again, and finally it became everyone's breakfast.
In Anderson's words, this is the true final destination of a chicken. If the chicken spirit is in heaven, it must also want us to do this.
Lamy was very angry when he saw that his life-saving chicken had been stewed. He scolded Anderson and the others, and then sadly took away a chicken leg and a chicken wing.
Amu also acted quickly and snatched this fat and tender chicken leg.
Due to the monotonous food in the army, they could only eat stewed canned beef, stir-fried canned beef, boiled canned beef, and original canned beef on the front line every day. Amu who ate it now felt nauseated when he saw the canned food.
Therefore, he gnawed this precious chicken leg extremely carefully, not even missing a single shred of meat.
Just as he was thinking about chewing the bones, he suddenly heard the sound of a horn in the distance.
"Enemy attack~!" The recruit Danzi next to her screamed like a woman, and then jumped into the trench while rolling and crawling. She raised her gun in panic, widened her eyes, stretched her neck, and looked around.
Looking for targets, it looks quite like a wary marmot.
As a veteran, Amu immediately judged that the enemy was extremely far away from him, so he glared and cursed loudly: "Why panic~!"
Immediately, he reached out and patted the recruit's hat hard, then grabbed it and twisted it. At the same time, he also wiped all the oil on his hands on it.
As a veteran, he has the right and obligation to bully these new recruits who still have eggshells on their butts, so that they can grow up as quickly as possible and not lose their lives because of a stupid mistake.
Amu knew this very well. He almost died twice because of a stupid act, if it weren't for his good luck.
Ammu threw away the chicken bones, then stood up, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. Looking at the long black line in the distance, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. The look on his face looked very confused, and he murmured
:"Are they crazy?"
The recruit raised his head from the trench, glanced at him, and said timidly: "Boss, who...who is crazy?"
Amu snorted coldly, raised his hand and slapped him on the head again, cursing: "If you continue to be so neurotic and startled, I will go crazy first, just stay still~!"
The recruit suddenly blushed with shame, but he still defended himself: "But boss, I heard the enemy's horn sound. According to the "Infantry Drill Code"..."
Ammu glanced at him sideways and said coldly: "Shut up, you idiot, the "Infantry Drill Code" is of no use on the battlefield. It is just designed to deceive you new recruits."
He paused for a moment, and then added: "If you want to survive on the battlefield, you have to listen to me honestly, lower your head, walk faster, and brighten your eyes. Do you understand?"
The recruit couldn't help but hesitate, and then he remembered that he had indeed learned a lot of things from A Mu that were not in the "Infantry Drill Code", such as how to steal a chicken without being discovered. How to eject jammed bullets as quickly as possible. How?
During a fight, he used tricks that would last him a lifetime... and so on, so he honestly shut his mouth.
At this time, Anderson was also carrying a machine gun and ran up from behind with a huff.
With the help of the recruits around him, he quickly installed the machine gun and inserted the magazine. Then he raised his head and asked Amu: "Are those people crazy?"
Ammu, however, shrugged. There was no worried expression on his face and said, "How do I know?"
Another voice next to him said: "But I hope they are crazy."
After hearing this, the two Andersons couldn't help but turn around and look, and sure enough, it was their old friend Lamy.
He held the gun, tilted his hat, and walked over with a casual look, and then sat on the edge of the trench, saying: "In this case, everyone can relax a little bit. I want to finish the fight as soon as possible."
Go home and get a wife before winter."
The three of them looked at each other and then grinned.
The recruit looked at it, and although he didn't know why, he couldn't help but grin.
Anderson glanced at him coldly and said, "Why are you laughing?"
The recruit was stunned for a moment, and then he closed his mouth in confusion, with a scornful expression on his face.
Amu didn't want his little brother to be bullied, so he scolded him: "Boy, you don't have any eyesight, take out your cigarette."
The soldier reluctantly took out a pack of cigarettes and handed them to the three of them one by one.
Rationing was difficult at the front line, so non-necessities like cigarettes naturally became scarce. The veterans had already finished their cigarettes, and then went around to touch the new recruits'.
Amu took out his lucky lighter with knife marks on the outer shell, first helped the two people light it, and finally lit his own cigarette.
The three of them all took a deep puff of cigarettes together, then looked at the old government troops slowly coming in the distance, and sighed in unison, "They are really crazy..."
No wonder they think so.
In front of machine guns, cannons and war fortresses, arranging such a neat square formation and marching in goose is to die. Only a madman can do it.
But for the officers of the old Semitic government army who adhered to dogma, this was a normal thing.
Back then, the Semitic Expeditionary Force fought against humans, and the clever Semitic officers and soldiers also summed up a lot of experience in confronting machine guns and artillery, such as digging deep trenches and fighting night battles.
These are all practical experiences gained in exchange for life.
But the Semitic soldiers who had these experiences were all wiped out, either surrendering or dying, and no one passed this experience back.
For the old Semitic government troops, although they also knew that humans were equipped with weapons such as artillery and machine guns, they had never seen them and had no way of understanding them.
Moreover, most of the troops organized by Madolins at this moment are new recruits.
The experienced elite Semitic army was completely lost on the human continent, and Madolins could only regroup. From officers to soldiers, most of them had only undergone two or three months of hasty training.
They still thought that everyone had to rely on the classic tactics of archers shooting, infantry attacking, and cavalry charging, which have lasted for thousands of years.
Although during the brief contact battle yesterday, some people described the advanced performance of human weapons and pointed out the characteristics of human combat.
But for these stubborn officers, they thought it was the soldiers who were greedy for life and fearful of death, deliberately exaggerating the enemy's strength in order to escape responsibility. Therefore, they didn't take it to heart at all.
In the words of Minister of Military Order Fehr, we must use a majestic formation to show the power of our army, overwhelm the enemy with momentum, and decide the outcome in one battle.
At this time, a sharp whistle sounded from the Caribbean Division's position.
Amidst the scoldings of the officers, a group of soldiers jumped into the trenches one after another, clenched their weapons and aimed at the enemy in the distance.
The officers waved their revolvers and yelled loudly and cursed: "Attention, everyone, no shooting is allowed without an order. No shooting is allowed without an order~!"
Seeing the nervous eyeballs of the recruit next to him, Ammu grinned, then reached out and patted his shoulder. Then he took off the grenades inserted in his belt one by one, unscrewed the back cover, and put it on
At the same time, he also motioned to the recruit to do the same.
The recruit shivered and imitated his example, taking off the grenade and placing it in front of him.
At this time, I heard another rapid sound of horse hooves behind me.
Amu looked back and saw carriages bearing the SS skull and crossbones logo galloping up from behind. They stopped at intervals of one hundred meters at the rear of their position.
Immediately, the carriage turned around, everyone faced forward, and a machine gun loaded in the carriage was revealed.
Ammu looked at it, then patted the recruit on the shoulder, telling him to look back.
When the recruit saw the machine gun at the back, especially the SS logo on the carriage, he couldn't help but calm down slightly.
Nai'an's SS has always been known for its ferocity, tenacity, bloody cruelty, and powerful combat power.
They have the best soldiers, the most advanced weapons, and the latest artillery. A mere few thousand people can block the attack of tens of thousands of old-style troops.
With their backing, there is no need to be afraid anymore.
But then, he whispered to Amu: "Sergeant, their machine guns don't seem to be the same as ours."
Ammu was stunned for a moment. Then he turned around to look. Just now, he was only looking at the person and did not carefully observe the opponent's weapon.
Now take a closer look. Sure enough, you can see that the opponent's machine gun is a bit weird. The barrel is thick and about the same thickness as the mouth of a bowl.
There is only a short muzzle left in the front, like a huge needle tube, which is quite different from the multi-barreled Gatling gun here.
Compared to it, their multi-tube Gatlings looked big and bulky.
Amu immediately reached out and patted Anderson, indicating that he also looked back.
Anderson turned his head and looked, then curled his lips, showing a hint of disdain: That machine gun only had one barrel, but this one had six.
What does the machine gun rely on?
Rate of fire~!
The more barrels the gun has, the faster it fires. If possible, Anderson wished his machine gun had twenty barrels.
"It seems that the bullet may be really tight." Amu and Anderson had the same idea in their minds.
At this time, the enemy on the opposite side was getting closer and closer, and was less than two kilometers away from here.
Then a loud sound was heard from behind.
The voice was extremely loud, and every word was like thunder, resounding throughout the world. The ears of the frontline soldiers were ringing in shock.
It was clear that the SS had once again brought out their massive persuasive weapons.
"Brothers of the Semitic tribe, brothers of the Semitic tribe across the way. We don't want to kill each other for the sake of being officials. Put down the weapons in your hands and surrender~!"
"In order to protect his official position, Madolins pays seven or eight billion gold coins to the undead every year. He is the largest vampire in our Semitic tribe."
"We are here to save the suffering Semitic compatriots."
"Don't be our enemy."
"Our real enemy is the Madolins..."
"Think about the mothers in your family and the family members who cannot survive because of the excessive profiteering by officials. Don't make unnecessary sacrifices."
"Pick up your weapons, aim them at the officials, and chop off their heads. We will reward you heavily..."
"..."
But this time, this large-scale persuasive weapon seemed to have lost its effect. No matter how they shouted, the old government troops on the opposite side turned a deaf ear and continued to advance at a neat pace. It seemed that their morale was very high.
Lorraine watched from behind the formation and couldn't help but feel distressed: These were all excellent soldiers, but their lives were lost in vain because of the stupidity of the officers.
If this kind of good labor force is brought into the factory, how much surplus value will it have every month for you to exploit?
It's such a pity to die here in vain.
At this time, it was seen that the forward in the distance had entered the shooting range.
Lorraine put down the telescope in her hand, sighed helplessly, and then said: "Let's get started~!"
Although Sir Alex cherishes his life, he only regrets it a little bit. He is not their biological father, so he does not need to be responsible for them. They love them to death~!
Following the Lord's order, dozens of cannons deployed on the front position began to roar.
Orange flames erupted from the muzzle, and the shells roared across the sky one after another, then landed in the enemy's square formation, and then bloomed like fireworks.
At the moment when the orange fire exploded, you could clearly see that countless human bodies were blown up high like rag dolls and splashed everywhere.
There was a sudden chaos in the Semitic army.
Humans actually have so many magic cannons~!
And the firepower is so powerful~!
Just when they were surprised, the second batch of shells roared down.
‘Boom, boom, boom boom…’ Huge explosions kept sounding, and black smoke enveloped the enemies in front.
In the violent explosion, human limbs and fragments were thrown high into the air, and then they were smashed down towards the soldiers below.
Then before they could recover, the third batch of shells had already fallen.
When the smoke cleared, everyone on the battlefield couldn't help but shudder.
I saw that the phalanx at the front of the queue had completely disappeared, leaving only the stumps on the ground. There were still a few lonely soldiers who were blackened by the artillery fire, standing there blankly, looking like
Very abrupt.
The Semitic officers who were watching the formation from behind looked at it, and their hands couldn't help but trembled a few times: This... the magic cannon is not only powerful, but also has such a fast rate of fire. It has completely subverted their understanding. What is in human hands?
What weapon?
At this time, they couldn't help but think of the reports of the soldiers during yesterday's test attack. Maybe... maybe those guys weren't telling lies.
In the human army, Hawks, the Semitic former guard commander who was watching the battle from behind, could not help but remain silent for a while.
Although he had seen the power of human artillery during military test firing exercises, he did not expect that its power was so powerful. In just three volleys, a phalanx was wiped out~!
At this time, the human artillery was seen turning around and aiming at another phalanx. Immediately, a round of artillery shells flew out of the chamber with a roar.
At the same time, loud trumpets sounded from the Semitic army.
Those officers were not fools. If they continued to advance like this slowly, even if they were not all blown to pieces by the enemy's artillery, the soldiers would all collapse out of fear.
An officer drew his saber and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Brothers, for the glory of the Semites, charge!"
The soldiers immediately let out a tsunami-like shout and rushed towards the human position.
Looking at the enemies running in the distance, the Free Army soldiers calmly grasped the guns in their hands and did not fire.
At the same time, the machine guns of the SS in the rear were already ringing out. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!