Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 103 Chapter 103
A Susas soldier standing in the queue was trying hard to pour the gunpowder in his hand into the barrel of his gun. He raised his head from time to time and saw the comrades around him fall down one after another.

Yes, he could no longer concentrate on loading ammunition, because he felt that the comrades around him were falling too fast.

Every time, when he heard that unique gunshot, and then raised his head subconsciously, he could see groups of soldiers falling down screaming.

His hands were trembling uncontrollably, and he no longer listened to his instructions. He could only force himself to calm down as much as possible, but he found in despair that he couldn't do this kind of thing at all.

"Boom!" There was another burst of gunshots, a bullet hit his chest, his body shook, and then he fell down in a whirl.

He slammed on the corpse of his companion weakly, and then subconsciously wanted to raise his arm to cover his wound, but he lifted his arm halfway, and then fell down weakly.

A commander of Susas ran up to his commander in despair, pointed at the enemy line not far away, and shouted in despair: "Sir, sir!"

"What?" Tucci's confidant felt a big stone was pressing on his chest, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly, so he asked subconsciously.

"Bah!" Just as he asked this question, a puff of white smoke billowed from the enemy's position in the distance.

And soon, the two thin fronts moved forward again, throwing Bai Yan behind.These completely different Northridge soldiers in gray-green overcoats walked neatly, and the queue has not been chaotic until now.

Tucci's confidant general pressed his long sword, looked at his subordinates with some disbelief, pointed to the distant battlefield and asked loudly: "What? What's going on? Why are you firing again? Our soldiers, aren't the soldiers? Are you still loading?"

Under normal circumstances, no matter what, a general should not show such flustered emotions on the battlefield.

Because all the soldiers are looking at him, looking at their coach, they need to see a calm and calm spirit in their coach, which is an important pillar to support them to fight on.

But at this moment, the officer whom Tucci personally dispatched to command was completely unable to remain calm.

Because he had never seen such a terrifying scene, the weapon in the opponent's hand was reloading three times faster than the Cyric flintlock!Even quadruple!
There was a panic on the battlefield, and another shell roared and landed in Susas' formation. The explosion sent flying a piece of stumped limbs and broken arms. The panicked soldiers began to run wild, and the entire phalanx seemed to have begun to panic. controlled.

"What is that? What kind of shell is that?" There are all such questions in my mind, and it is impossible for anyone to answer them. All the commanders of Susas are completely dizzy.

They don't know how to deal with the situation at hand, and they don't know what to do.They did not know whether to order a retreat or to press on in vain.

Even these soldiers were unable to organize an effective counterattack. They had no intention of facing the approaching Northridge soldiers, and only cared about running away from the opponent's guns.

Watching another salvo from Northridge soldiers, the officer answered Tucci's confidant: "Yes, sir, they! They're firing again! They're firing again!"

Tucci's confidant was already crying, because he had never seen such a weird battle.Even if he was as brave as him, he didn't have the courage to face an enemy who could shoot another volley so quickly.

He staggered a step, as if he wanted to see clearly what was happening in front of him, he asked subconsciously, as if expecting someone to answer his doubts: "How is that possible?"

Finally, when he was desperate, he thought of Tucci, and the face that trusted him.So, he bit his back teeth and barely pulled himself out of the abyss of despair.

He drew out his saber and pointed in Tang Mo's direction: "Let our soldiers reload as soon as possible, and the loaded soldiers move forward immediately! Hurry up!"

"How is it possible... Sir, we, we need time, the troops can no longer be restrained." A commander was taken aback when he heard the order, then looked at him, and reminded him.

Tuqi's confidant Ai Jiang, who felt that he had a heavy responsibility, continued to ask himself: "Fire, where is the artillery? Why haven't you pushed it up? I can't control so much! Load the shotgun on the spot! Load it on the spot! Hold on Formation! Stabilize the formation!"

"Adjusting the shooting angle! Calibration also takes time..." The commander glanced at the line of defense that was on the verge of collapse, and explained with tears.

"You! You go to the front and let the soldiers on the front line stabilize." The famous and brave general of Suzas pointed at the front line and roared loudly.

"It's too late!" The officer's face showed fear, and he shouted recklessly, before running in the opposite direction.

Tuqi's confidant subconsciously looked towards the direction of the Northridge troops attacking, and saw a white smoke billowing up: "What? It's too late...Damn it..."

His eyes went dark, and a bullet pierced his forehead directly.He fell on his back, and the curse became the last sound in his mind.

"Boom!" After the fourth round of gunfire, the soldiers of Susas were finally intimidated by the monsters in front of them. They forgot the movements of their hands, or simply couldn't stop their hands from shaking because of fear.

Complaining and cursing were everywhere on the battlefield. These feared Susas soldiers had no intention of fighting anymore: "How could these people reload so quickly?"

"Quick, quick... Hurry up and reload, they are approaching!" A soldier dropped the weapon in his hand and began to flee into the distance.

"Don't push me, me, my bullet fell..." The deserter knocked over another soldier, causing the bullet that the soldier had finally held in his hand to accidentally fall into the grass.

"My gunpowder is spilled, damn it..." Another soldier yelled, and then he realized that his comrades were all fleeing.

"Bah!" Amidst the noise, another round of gunshots from North Ridge came, and another Susas soldier fell down.

"Quick! Run...they're coming!" The completely collapsed Susas soldiers found that their officers and commanders could no longer be seen.They shouted and pushed and crowded in the direction of the road they had come from.

"Boom!" Behind them, the soldiers led by Tang Mo advanced steadily. They were not in a hurry, strolling around as if they were hunting.

Wes put down the K1 fast gun in his hand, and looked at the unattended black cannon lying in front of him, feeling a little unreal.

He walked up to Tang Mo with a weapon in hand, and saw that he was holding a weapon and standing in front of a group of Suzas soldiers kneeling on the ground and raising their hands high.

"What...what's the situation?" Panting, Weiss asked Tang Mo with the gun behind his back.

Tang Mo shook his head: "We won the battle, what else can happen."

"Then what happened to these people?"

"Legs are weak, and I dare not run...Look, there are at least 100 people." Tang Mo curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Our prisoners...arrange people to take them down later, and send people to watch them. "

"Probably more than 100 people fled to the opposite side of the roadbed...the rest are here." A company commander came over with a saber in his hand, and reported to Tang Mohui: "Ten cannons, two damaged, the rest can still be used, but... it is not easy to get rid of these things."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and then explained: "Our manpower is limited, and the enemy may strike back at any time."

He said, and handed the exquisite saber in his hand to Tang Mo: "My lord, this is the sword of the supreme commander of this army. He died in the chaos and was hit by a bullet. Forehead, directly killed."

This saber looks very old. It looks like a family heirloom or something. The scabbard is engraved with a complicated family emblem, and there is a small gemstone inlaid on it.

Tang Mo casually handed the saber to Weiss beside him: "Remind me later, I gave it to the Earl as a souvenir."

"We have been exposed. The enemy may not have reacted yet, but it will still be troublesome if we let them react and deploy more troops." After Weiss took the saber, Tang Mo frowned and looked at it. Looking at the roadbed scattered with bomb craters and corpses, he spoke.

"Is there any way?" Weiss felt that it was a blessing in misfortune that such a disadvantaged battle could be fought like this.

"We will continue to attack!" Tang Mo pointed to the roadbed in the distance, and said, "Attack! Find the enemy's command node and destroy it with artillery!"

"Those artillery just wasted 10 rounds of your shells." Weiss pointed to the craters scattered on the roadbed and reminded.

"Twenty rounds are worth it!" Tang Mo smiled, then looked at another company commander who came over: "Bad news?"

"Four of us were killed and nine were wounded..." The company commander's face turned pale, and he handed a piece of paper to Tang Mo sadly: "But everyone is doing well, no one retreats..."

"Everyone is doing well! Everyone! They are all heroes!" Tang Mo took the paper and put it in his pocket: "Assemble the troops! Keep going! The platoon with the biggest loss is left behind, take care of your compatriots dead bodies, take care of the wounded... and take care of the prisoners!"

"Yes! Sir!" The company commander stood at attention and saluted, and then blew the whistle hanging around his neck: "Assemble! Assemble! Check the weapons! Load the ammunition! Stay in the third row, guard the prisoners, take care of the wounded... the rest people……"

(End of this chapter)