Chapter 1506: Battle of Akaderin (3, slaughterhouse, ask for monthly pass

"Suddenly..."
A gunshot sounded that Amu and Anderson had never heard before. The sound was dull, with explosive tension, and never forgotten. .
Hearing the roar of the strange machine gun from behind, Amu and the others couldn't help but glance back. The scene in front of them shocked them.
This machine gun has a very high rate of fire, and the explosion sound when the bullet is fired is no longer heard, but it turns into a gurgling sound like boiling water, continuous and out of control.
Unlike their familiar hand-cranked Gatling guns, there was a noticeable clicking sound when changing the barrel.
Amu and Anderson are both experts, and they know that the new gun's rate of fire is several times that of their Gatling.
The machine gun spouted a bright flame from the muzzle, which was more than half a meter long.
The sparkling fire light was so dazzling, it shone on their faces, showing their cold and hard faces.
Beside Amu, the third row of main gunner Anderson sneered. Although he was taken aback by the amazing rate of fire of the new gun, the nearest enemy was at least two kilometers away from the trench. Even the rifles that Amu and the others had just changed could not shoot this far. Let alone machine guns.
It is impossible to hit the enemy by firing rashly at such a long distance.
It's a waste of bullets!
"Grandma's, it's the security guard, these guys really have money to burn..." Anderson cursed in his heart. The machine gunners of the Fourth Division were told to save bullets as much as possible in the battle.
Because it is the Republican Axe who pays for their bullets now, and the brass bullets used for machine guns are particularly expensive, President Brad looks like constipation every time he sees the bill.
Anderson's machine gun also only had one box of 600 rounds, and he was very dissatisfied with the extravagant behavior of the security forces.
But at this time, just as he cursed secretly, he suddenly heard a burst of violent cheers from the battlefield.
Anderson raised his head and looked into the distance. He saw that the enemy's five-meter battle flag had been knocked down thousands of meters away.
Andrin couldn't help but sucked in an air-conditioner. At a distance of more than 3,000 meters, the machine gun could also be swept, showing its long range.
"How did these guys do it?" Anderson thought of this, he couldn't help but look at Gatlin in his hand, and then at the SS who was firing.
This baby whom he regarded as life could only hit 600 meters, and tactically it was stipulated that he could only fire at a distance of one hundred meters from the enemy, which was weaker than others.
Anderson immediately spit on the ground, and cursed angrily: "Isn't it just the guy in your hand? What's so great, these old soldiers!"
"Pro-military treatment is better than our miscellaneous brand!" Amu also murmured with envy and hatred. The SS is directly under Lord Lorraine, and its weapons are always the most advanced and powerful.
Compared with them, the Caribbean Division is really miscellaneous. Although the Caribbean Division is the best-equipped model group of the Semitic Free Army, it is also among the top ten elites in the human coalition. Not to mention the other troops still using cold weapons, it's not even a miscellaneous brand, a dozen artillery is enough to snicker.
After all, it is impossible for the 500,000 coalition forces to be equipped with guns and new-style artillery. No one can afford the military expenses. Besides, even if they are rich in the army, Erye Lei would not sell it to them. they.
Because of the roar of the machine gun, the SS who squatted behind the machine gun did not hear the indignant complaints of the Caribbean at all. They still squeezed the trigger and kept pouring ammunition at the distant enemy.
Otherwise, in the name of the SS gang of puppies, they would lower their guns by two inches. Let the howling bullets fly over their heads and shave the idiots of the Free Army.
Naturally, what they have in hand is the Maxine heavy machine gun produced by Nyan, the latest fully automatic high-rate weapon.
Due to the water-cooled structure and the high rate of fire, the whole gun weighs more than 60 kilograms and must be installed on a tripod.
It is very inconvenient to move, it can only be placed on a carriage for battlefield support.
However, because of the water-cooled structure, the barrel wears out very slowly, and the barrel is often replaced after more than 10,000 bullets are fired.
It can shoot six hundred bullets per minute, enough to smash all the enemies in front of it, and it has also earned it the title of'battlefield meat mixer'.
When the enemy has no artillery, only a few Maxines are needed to hold a wide position.
Although the distance from the enemy is now beyond the effective range, they raised the muzzle and fired at the enemy at a large elevation angle.
Under the action of gravity, the bullet traversed a parabola in the sky, and then fell like a real raindrop toward the enemy's head. When the enemy was unaware, they had already swept them to the ground.
Just this over-range shooting is enough to show the ferocity of this weapon.
Seeing this situation, the officers of the Old Axe Army couldn't help but become anxious. If this development is allowed to continue, no matter how many soldiers there are, they will be chopped up like potatoes by the opposite enemy.
Immediately, the hurried horn of "Woo" sounded uncontrollably, urging the soldiers to charge forward.
The officers on the front line did not care too much. They drew their swords one after another, drove the soldiers, and let them run forward. In their view, the only way to do this is to rush to the enemy's position at the fastest speed.
The longer you stay in place, the greater the casualties.
The Semitic officers are confident that they can defeat the enemy in close combat-they have long known that the soldiers of the coalition army are now crazy, not equipped with armor and swords, and they are all arrogant and afraid of death. Terrible.
MLGBD!
Can a soldier without a sword be called a soldier?
Under their command, the soldiers of the Old Political Axe Army made earth-shattering shouts, like tides, rushing towards the position.
Looking down from the sky, the soldiers are like ants spreading over the ground, swarming, jumping, using the strength of feeding, and rushing towards the position of the Free Army on the other side at their fastest speed.
The human cannon can't help roaring.
Each cannonball fell like a water drop on the ground, taking away countless lives, leaving a circular blank, but then the blank was filled up again by black spots coming up from behind.
At this moment, the Semitic officers didn't care about the formations, they just stared with blood-red eyes and desperately urged the soldiers to charge.
Punch, punch, punch!
As long as you rush up and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy, you can defeat the cowards who dare not show up and win the war.
The roar of the Semitic soldiers grew louder and louder.
Under their frenzied charge, although the soldiers continued to fall and the battle flag was broken by bullets, more people rushed up and held the blitzkrieg flag high, leading the soldiers to continue forward.
Their distance is getting closer and closer.
Although the SS Markcore machine gun kept firing, in order to target the enemy, it slowly lowered its angle of fire.
Seeing the beating figure in the distance, Anderson also cursed, and then began to stir the handle of the Gatling machine gun.
The six barrels on the machine gun turned slowly, and burst out flames. A deadly bullet was fired at the enemy on the opposite side, harvesting the lives of those soldiers.
On the frontal battlefield, hundreds of machine guns formed a huge, airtight cross fire net, constantly strafing at the soldiers of the old political axe army.
The bullets fired from the machine gun are like whips that are on fire, constantly swinging back and forth, forming a rain-like bullet storm. In the dense fire net, there are even bullets colliding in the air, bursting out a spark.
In front of the merciless bullet, the brave soldiers fell like straws cut by a sickle.
Under the powerful kinetic energy of the bullet, the human body is like a glass-like brittle bullet. A bullet often passes through the soldier in front, shatters his body, and then penetrates into the body of the soldier behind. .
Under the action of resistance, the person's body was tumbling unceasingly, and finally a huge blood hole like a big bowl of Lanzhou ramen was pulled out, and the bullet fragments and bones sprayed out finally penetrated the body of the third person... …
In just a few minutes, the flags of several legions broke in the wind and fell forever.
Hawkes, the commander of the Forbidden Army, saw this place before the flash, and closed his eyes in pain: This is no longer a battle, but a massacre. A massacre.
He knew every side of those battle flags, and every side represented the pride and pride of Lingshining, 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 the SS of Lorraine, and how they were slaughtered in this violent storm of bullets.
The only thing Hawks could come up with to deal with the fire net of machine guns was artillery and war fortresses. The Semites on the opposite side didn't have these two weapons. All they had were massive 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 yelled, and immediately afterwards, all the soldiers retreated quickly like a low tide.
The officers who were supposed to stop them were also afraid, and turned and fled with the defeated army.
When they retreated, people discovered that the large battlefield was full of corpses, and the blood had stained the land red. Bursts of smell mixed in the gunpowder smoke, rushed in greet, it made people feel sick.
We could still hear the crying and screaming of wounded soldiers.
"mom……"
"Help me, who will help me..."
"..."
Seeing the situation like a slaughterhouse, a group of Free Army soldiers couldn't help but turn pale: All these were made by everyone?
Although the Caribbean Division is known to have tens of thousands of miles in length and breadth, it has fought from the human continent to the city of Akaderin, but this is the first time that it has seen a truly battle.
Anderson silently took a cigarette, but when he took out the lighter to start a fire, he felt his hands tremble, and he couldn't start the fire even if he was trembling.
Amu and the others looked at him, originally wanting to laugh, but they grinned, with a miserable look on their faces, and they couldn't squeeze a smile at all.
Immediately, he saw the recruit throwing the gun and lying on the ground with a pale face. Then, there was a painful retching.
Amu and Anderson looked at each other, and then gave a smile that was uglier than crying.
At this time, these Caribbean talents knew how lucky they were. If it hadn't been for Melon, Lorraine's eldest brother, who had sharp eyes, they would have fallen before the guns of human beings, just like the Semites before them.
Immediately afterwards, I heard the shouting of the officer: "All machine gunners, check the ammunition and firearms in their hands, repair the problematic ones as soon as possible, and ensure that they have three base ammunition..."
While talking, he passed by the three of them. Cast a questioning look at Andrin.
Although Sylvie was promoted to an officer and became a sergeant, but the three of them were like brothers and sisters, and took great care of them.
Anderson grinned grinningly, then waved his hand to indicate 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, ask you something? When can we use other SS machine guns? That thing is much better than the broken thing in our hands. Up."
Sylvie glanced at him contemptuously and said, "Broken stuff? Some machine guns are used, so please be happy. The Free Army has only a few machine guns, most of which are still in our hands.
The guy from Thunder Flash over there looked at our Gatling, eyes dripping with blood. How about you send this guy to them? Believe it or not they can treat you as a relative respect? "
The person beside him cracked his mouth and laughed.
Although it was also the Free Army, the Thunder shot it over, and they are still playing Big Blade. They have only one artillery battalion in a division, and they use old artillery that humans have eliminated.
Leishan’s Free Army also criticized this, thinking it was discriminatory, and they were all revolutionaries. Why are they so miserable.
However, they don't have a beautiful princess to be the concubine girlfriend of Sir Alex Ferguson.
Secondly, it is now fighting in Lingshan, and Lingshan's army equipment is all paid for by temporary political axes.
Although the current Thunder Flash Free Army generals also want to form a temporary political axe, and then sign a contract with the Flying Eagle Group, they wantonly betray the country, selling mines, land, and railway rights at a price to update their weapons.
But Lei Erye was not fooled by them.
It hasn't hit Thunderbolt yet. If you give them a loan now, then the huge amount of funds will be locked up.
How could Lei Erye do such a foolish thing.
However, in order to appease them, they signed a lot of intentions, waiting for the lightning strike in the future, and then use their mine taxes and so on as collateral to give them loans to buy various weapons.
In Lei Erye's words, this is equivalent to hanging a radish in front of the donkey, not afraid that Leishan people will not obediently obey.
With money and equipment, these Thunder Flash Free Army can fight back the old guys, overthrow the decadent royal nobles, and become the boss by themselves.
As for now... they can only be forced to wait for the weapons eliminated by other troops to be equipped again.
Anderson paused for a moment, rubbing his nose and said sorrowfully, "Isn't it that our guy has no one else? I just ask casually."
He said, but he squatted beside his machine gun, motionless: What a joke, the fool would hand over the machine gun to others.
"Compared with the SS, you are simply uncomfortable, content." Sylvie laughed at him, then walked over.
Anderson thought for a while, lit a cigarette, and thoughtfully asked Amu next to him: "You said, let's go to General Murren, and then ask Murren to bring a message to Miss Fioni, let Miss Fiona will blow the pillow breeze again. Can we equip it tomorrow?"
Lamy looked wretched and nodded and said, "What you said makes sense."
Then the two looked at each other and they all laughed.
On the other hand, Amu rolled his eyes very much. These two puppies were really daring, and they were not afraid of being invited to coffee by the military police!
At the back, watching the enemy retreat, Lorraine also put down the telescope in his hand at this time, secretly sighing in his heart: There will be no place for noble knights in the future.
The nobility and chivalry will be accompanied by the emergence of automatic weapons and steam engines, and will eventually completely withdraw from the stage of history.
At this moment, I saw the flag on the opposite side shaking for a while. Looking at the situation, there seemed to be signs of loosening and collapse.
Lorraine couldn't help but stunned: Just a blockade, the enemy collapsed? Their combat effectiveness is too weak, right?
Immediately there was a messenger rushing over~EbookFREE.me~ out of breath and said: "Marshal, the general below asks, do we want to pursue it?"
Lorraine snorted displeasedly, and said: "They are the commanders of the battlefield. They make up their minds on such small things. I don't raise them for dry food."
The messenger was stunned for a moment, then agreed, then turned and ran down.
After another modest time, a sharp whistle sounded from the battlefield.
The soldiers heard the whistle and immediately stood up from the trenches.
The officers waved their pistols and yelled loudly.
"Ready to attack!"
"The Great Demon God Bless us."
"In Akaderin, I invite the brothers to drink."
"ready!"
"..."
In the sound of the command, the soldiers all arched their waists.
Immediately afterwards, I heard a loud horn coming from behind.
The officers all jumped into the trenches, raised their pistols, and shouted, "Brothers, come with me!"
After that, he rushed to the distance first.
Their brave style bears the mark of Lord Luo.
In the past, all the commanders of the Semitic were brandishing swords and shouting ‘flash for me’, but now they all learn from the Nyan Army and become ‘flash with me. ‘
Although it is only a word difference, this combat power is worlds apart!
Seeing the soldiers here pouring out of the trenches, General Fair, the head of the Lingshi Military Order, who was in charge of combat command, couldn't help showing a smirk on his face. (To be continued.)