A kind of gunshot sounded that Amu and Anderson had never heard before. The sound was dull, with the tension of an explosion, and it was unforgettable.
Hearing the roar of the strange machine gun from behind, Amu and the others couldn't help but look back. The scene in front of them made them feel frightened.
This machine gun fires at an extremely high rate, and the explosion sound when the bullet is fired is no longer heard. Instead, it makes a gurgling sound like boiling water, which is continuous and out of control.
Unlike the hand-cranked Gatling guns they were familiar with, there was a distinct click when the barrel was switched.
Ammu and Anderson were both experts, and upon hearing it, they knew that the rate of fire of this new gun was several times that of their Gatling.
A bright flame erupted from the muzzle of the machine gun, which was more than half a meter long.
The shining firelight was so dazzling that it shone on their faces, showing their cold and hard faces.
Next to Amu, Anderson, the main gunner of the third row, sneered. Although he was startled by the amazing rate of fire of the new gun, the nearest enemy was at least two thousand meters away from the trench. Even Amu and the others
The newly reloaded rifle can't shoot that far, let alone the machine gun.
If you fire recklessly at such a long distance, it is impossible to hit the enemy.
What a waste of bullets~!
"Damn it, it's the security forces after all. These guys really have money to burn..." Anderson cursed in his heart. The machine gunners of the Fourth Division were all told to save bullets as much as possible during the battle.
Because now it is the Republican government that pays for their bullets. And the brass bullets used in machine guns are especially expensive. Every time President Bullard sees the bill, the expression on his face is like constipation.
Anderson's machine gun only had a box of 600 rounds of ammunition, and he was very dissatisfied with the extravagant behavior of the security forces.
But at this moment, just as he was cursing secretly, he suddenly heard a burst of violent cheers erupting from the battlefield.
Anderson raised his head and looked into the distance, only to see that thousands of meters away, the enemy's five-meter-high battle flag had been knocked down.
Anderin couldn't help but take a breath of air. The distance was more than three thousand meters. The machine gun could actually reach it, which showed that its range was far.
"How did these guys do it?" Anderson thought of this. He couldn't help but look at the Gatling in his hand, and then looked at the SS soldiers who were firing.
This treasure that he regarded as his life could only shoot 600 meters, and the tactics also stipulated that he could only fire at a distance of close to 100 meters from the enemy, which was very weak compared to others.
Anderson immediately spat a mouthful of phlegm on the ground and cursed angrily: "Isn't it just relying on the guy in your hand? What's so great about these damn old soldiers~!"
"The treatment of the pro-military army is better than that of us non-partisans~!" Amu also murmured with envy and hatred. The SS army is directly under Lord Lorraine, and the weapons it equips are always the most advanced and powerful.
Compared with them, the Caribbean Division is really a mixed bag, even though the Caribbean Division is the model army with the best equipment of the Semitic Free Army. It is also one of the top ten elites in the human coalition. Not to mention other troops that are still using cold weapons.
Well, it's not even considered a no-brainer. It's enough to have more than a dozen artillery pieces.
After all, it is impossible for all the 500,000 coalition troops to be equipped with firearms and new artillery. No one can afford this military expenditure. Besides, even if they have money for those non-Ruman legions, under normal circumstances, Lei Erye will not sell them to
them.
Due to the roar of the machine gun, the SS soldiers squatting behind the machine gun did not hear the indignant complaints of the Caribbean people at all. They still pulled the trigger and continued to pour ammunition at the enemy in the distance.
Otherwise, with the stupidity of the SS, they would press the muzzle down two inches, let the whizzing bullets fly over their heads, and give the idiots of the Free Army a good shave.
What they have in their hands is naturally the Maxim heavy machine gun produced by Nai'an, the latest fully automatic high-rate weapon.
Due to the water-cooled structure and high rate of fire, the entire gun weighs more than 60 kilograms and must be mounted on a tripod for use.
It is very inconvenient to move, so it can only be placed on a carriage for battlefield support.
However, precisely because of the water-cooled structure, the barrel wears very slowly, and it often takes more than 10,000 rounds of bullets to be fired before the barrel is replaced.
It can fire 600 rounds of bullets per minute, which is enough to crush all enemies in front of it, earning it the title of "battlefield meat grinder".
When the enemy has no artillery, only a few Maxims are enough to hold a wide position.
Although the distance between them and the enemy was beyond the effective shooting range, they raised their guns and fired at the enemy at a high angle of elevation.
Under the influence of gravity, the bullets drew a parabola in the sky, and then fell on the enemy's heads like real raindrops, sweeping them to the ground before the enemy even noticed.
Just this long-distance shooting is enough to show the ferocity of this weapon.
Seeing this situation, the officers of the old government army couldn't help but become anxious. If this situation is allowed to develop, no matter how many soldiers there are, they will be cut up like potatoes by the enemy on the opposite side.
Immediately, "Woo~Woo~~" the rapid horn sounded continuously, urging the soldiers to charge forward.
The officers on the front line didn't care much. They drew their swords one after another and drove the soldiers, making them run forward. In their opinion, the only way forward was to rush to the enemy's position as quickly as possible.
The longer you stay in place, the greater the casualties.
The Semitic officers were very confident and could defeat the enemy in close combat - they had long heard that the coalition soldiers were all fucking crazy now. They were not equipped with armor or swords at all. They were all arrogant and fearful of death.
It's fatal.
mlgbd~!
Can a soldier without a sword still be called a soldier?
Under their command, the soldiers of the old government army let out earth-shattering shouts and surged towards the position like a tide.
Looking down from the sky, the soldiers were like ants covering the ground. They were swarming and jumping, using all their strength to rush toward the Free Army position on the other side as fast as they could.
Humanity's cannons kept roaring.
Each shell fell like a drop of water on the ground, taking away countless lives and leaving a circular blank, but then the blank was filled again by the black dots that came up from behind.
At this moment, the Semitic officers no longer cared about their formations. They just stared with blood-red eyes and desperately urged the soldiers to charge.
Rush, rush, rush~!
As long as you rush forward and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy, you can defeat those cowards who dare not show up and win the war.
The roars of the Semitic soldiers became louder and louder.
Under their crazy charge, although soldiers continued to fall and some battle flags were broken by bullets, more people rushed up, holding the lightning battle flag high, and guiding the soldiers to continue moving forward.
The distance between them is getting closer and closer.
Although the SS Mark Core machine gun kept firing, it slowly lowered its firing angle in order to target the enemy.
Seeing the jumping figure in the distance, Anderson cursed angrily, and then began to stir the crank handle of the Gatling gun.
The six barrels on the machine gun slowly rotated, spitting out tongues of flame. They fired deadly bullets at the enemies on the opposite side, reaping the lives of the soldiers.
On the frontal battlefield, hundreds of machine guns formed a huge, airtight crossfire net, constantly firing at the soldiers of the old government army.
The bullets fired from the machine gun were like flaming whips of hell, swinging back and forth, forming a storm of bullets like a rain curtain. In the dense fire net, some bullets even collided in the air, causing sparks to burst out.
In front of the ruthless bullets, those brave soldiers fell in pieces like straw cut by a sickle.
Under the powerful kinetic energy of the bullet, the human body is like a brittle bullet like glass. A bullet often passes through the soldier in front, shatters his body, and then burrows into the body of the soldier behind.
.
Under the action of resistance, it kept rolling inside the person's body, and finally dug out a huge blood hole like a big bowl of Lanzhou Ramen. Finally, the bullet fragments and bones spurted out and then penetrated into the third person's body...
…
In just a few minutes, the flags of several legions were broken in the wind and fell forever.
When Hawks, the former commander of the Imperial Guard saw this, he couldn't help but close his eyes in pain: This was no longer a battle, but a massacre. A bloody massacre.
He recognized each of those battle flags, and each represented Lingshan's pride and pride, but at this moment, they had all been broken and fell down.
He could already imagine how the Semitic divisions that landed on the human continent were defeated by Lorraine's SS troops, and how they were massacred in this violent rain of bullets.
The only thing Hawks could think of to deal with the machine gun fire net was artillery and war fortresses, but the Semites on the opposite side had neither of these weapons. All they had were a large number of soldiers and useless armor.
When another military flag fell to the ground with the wind, the soldiers of the Flash Army finally reached their psychological limit.
I don't know who screamed, and then all the soldiers retreated quickly like an ebbing tide.
The officers who were supposed to stop them were also frightened and turned and fled for their lives along with the defeated army.
After they retreated, people discovered that the large battlefield was filled with corpses, and the blood had dyed the land red. The smell of blood mixed with the smoke of gunpowder, rushing towards them, making
People feel like vomiting when they hear it.
You can still vaguely hear the cries and screams of injured soldiers.
"Mother……"
"Help me, someone help me..."
"..."
Seeing the situation like a slaughterhouse, all the Free Army soldiers couldn't help but turn pale: Did everyone create these?
Although the Caribbean Division claims to span thousands of miles, fighting from the human continent to the city of Arkadelin, this is the first time they have seen a truly bloody battle.
Anderson silently smoked a cigarette, but when he took out a lighter and tried to light it up, his hands were shaking and he was so trembling that he couldn't light it up at all.
Ammu and others looked at him. They originally wanted to laugh at him, but instead they grinned. Their faces were so miserable that they couldn't even smile.
Immediately, he saw the recruit next to him throw away his gun and lie on the ground with a pale face. Then, there was a painful retching.
Amu and Anderson looked at each other, and then showed a smile that was uglier than crying.
At this time, they Caribbean people knew how lucky they were. If it weren't for Mellon, Lorraine's uncle, with his quick legs and sharp eyesight, they would have fallen to the guns of humans just like the Semites in front of them.
Immediately afterwards, the officer's shout was heard: "All machine gunners, check the ammunition and firearms in your hands. If there is any problem, repair it quickly. Make sure you have three basic ammunitions..."
As he spoke, he walked past the three of them and cast a questioning look at Anderin.
Although Sylvie was promoted and became a sergeant major, the three of them were like brothers and took great care of them.
Anderson bared his teeth and smiled. Then he waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need it. In the battle just now, his ammunition consumption was not large.
Sylvie glanced at the machine gun next to him, nodded immediately, and was about to walk away.
But then he was stopped by Anderson and said: "Boss, I want to ask you something? When can we use the machine guns of the SS? That thing is much stronger than the crappy thing we have.
Already."
Sylvie looked at him with disdain and said: "What a piece of shit? There are machine guns for you, so be happy. There are only a few machine guns in the entire Free Army, and most of them are still in our hands."
The guy from Thunder Flash over there looked at our Gatling with blood dripping from his eyes. How about you send this guy to them? Do you believe they can respect you as their biological father?"
The people next to me couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Although they are also members of the Free Army, they were brought over by Thunder Flash and are still playing with big blades. They only have one artillery battalion per division, and they still use old-fashioned artillery that humans have eliminated.
Lei Shan's Free Army also criticized this, thinking it was discrimination against them. They were all revolutionary, so why were they so miserable?
But they don't have a beautiful princess to serve as the lord's concubine and girlfriend.
Secondly, we are fighting in Lingshan, and Lingshan's military equipment is all paid for by the provisional government.
Although the current generals of the Thunder Flash Free Army also want to form a provisional government, then sign a contract with the Flying Eagle Group, betray the country wantonly, and sell the mines, land, railway rights, etc. at a price, so as to update their weapons.
But Mr. Lei was not fooled by them.
There hasn't been a thunderstorm yet. If we give them loans now, then huge amounts of money will be tied up.
Mr. Lei Er is such a monkey, how could he do such a stupid thing?
However, in order to appease them, they signed a lot of intentions, and when there is a thunder and lightning in the future, they will use their mine taxes and so on as collateral to provide them with loans to purchase various weapons.
In the words of Mr. Lei, this is equivalent to hanging a carrot in front of a donkey's eyes. He is not afraid that Lei Shan people will not obey and work hard.
With money and equipment, this group of Thunder and Flash Free Army can fight back the old guys, overthrow the decadent royal family and become the boss themselves.
As for now... they can only work hard and wait for other troops to equip them with weapons that have been eliminated.
Anderson hesitated for a moment, touched his nose and said nonchalantly: "Don't you think our guys are not as good as others? I'm just asking casually."
As he said that, he squatted next to his machine gun and remained motionless: Are you kidding me? Only a fool would hand over the machine gun in his hand to someone else.
"Compared with the SS, you are simply uncomfortable. Just be content." Sylvie laughed at him and walked over.
Anderson pondered for a moment, lit a cigarette, and asked thoughtfully to Amu next to him: "You said, let's go find General Melun, and then ask Melun to bring a message to Miss Fioni.
Miss Fiona, please go and enjoy the pillow breeze, can we be equipped tomorrow?"
Lamy had a wretched look on his face, nodded and said, "What you said makes sense."
Then the two looked at each other and laughed.
But Amu next to him rolled his eyes. These two bastards were so courageous. They were not afraid of being invited to coffee by the military police later~!
At the rear, watching the enemy retreat, Lorraine also put down the telescope in his hand and secretly sighed in his heart: There will be no place for noble knights in the future world.
The nobility and knight classes will eventually completely withdraw from the stage of history with the emergence of automatic weapons and steam engines.
At this moment, I saw the flag on the opposite side swaying for a while. Looking at the situation, it seemed that there were signs of loosening and collapse.
Lorraine couldn't help but be stunned: It was just a blockade, and the enemy was defeated? Their combat effectiveness is too weak, right?
Immediately, a messenger ran over quickly and said out of breath: "Commander, the general below asked if we should give chase?"
Lorraine snorted displeased and said: "They are the commanders of the battlefield. They can make their own decisions on such trivial matters. I don't support them for a living."
The messenger was stunned for a moment, then agreed, turned around and ran off.
After a while, a sharp and ear-piercing whistle was heard from the battlefield.
When the soldiers heard the whistle, they immediately stood up from the trenches.
The officers waved their pistols one after another, shouted at the top of their lungs.
"Get ready to attack~!"
"The great devil protects us."
"When we enter Arkadelin, I'll treat the brothers to drinks."
"Get ready~!"
"..."
At the sound of orders, the soldiers all arched their backs.
Immediately afterwards, a loud horn was heard from behind.
The officers immediately jumped onto the trench, raised their pistols, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, charge with me~!"
Then, he took the lead and rushed towards the distance.
Their brave style bears the imprint of Lord Luo.
In the past, the Semitic commanders all waved their swords and shouted, "Come on me." But now they all learned from the Nai'an Army and changed to "Come on me."
Although there is only a one-word difference, there is a world of difference in combat effectiveness~!
Seeing the soldiers here pouring out of the trenches, General Feier, the head of the Lingshan Military Command who was in charge of combat command on the opposite side, could not help but reveal a trace of a sinister smile. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!