Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 105 Chapter 105

"Coordinate correction! Don't make a mistake!" Beside the C64 artillery, an officer looked at his gunner and reminded nervously.

"You only have one chance, don't miss it! Check the parameters again! Hurry up!" The boy scouts on the side gathered together in groups of three or four, checking the note that had just been sent back from the front line.

"If the measurement result is correct, then the data is correct." A child clamped a pencil to his ear after repeated calculations.

He also wore overcoats, the difference being that these overcoats turned out to be very expensive woolen overcoats.The fabric of this coat is expensive, but it looks very soft and warm.

Only the best boy scouts in the school will distribute such coats as team uniforms. Like the officers, they have to wear armed belts, wear short swords carved with the artistic words of loyalty and bravery, and even the shoes on their feet are long leather boots.

This kind of equipment made these children look heroic, and the originally playful and sloppy teenagers immediately began to pay attention to personal hygiene after wearing such clothes.

"The two measurement results are approximate, so they should be very objective." The other child closed the notebook in his hand, nodded in agreement and said, "I think it is possible to use the two sets of parameters as a reference at the same time to conduct a salvo. "

"Secondary!" Another child raised his head, rubbed his nose, and said.

The artillery shooter on the other side leaned on the scale of the artillery, carefully checked the angle he adjusted, then straightened up, and replied to his officer with certainty: "Sir! The data check is complete! The number is correct! "

"Let's fire!" The three artillery officers, the other three gunners, and seven or eight boy scouts who were checking the calculations nodded together, and finally completed the careful checking work.

"Fire the three cannons first! After correcting the landing point, fire three cannon salvos!" In the end, for the sake of prudence, Redman left a backup.

He swung his arm and slashed forward, and the three C64 guns let out a huge roar.A burst of fire spewed out of the muzzle, and the shells flew unstoppably far away.

These conical artillery shells equipped with impact fuzes are already very close to the structure of modern artillery shells. They tore through the air, and with a piercing whistling sound, they crossed the road and flew over the heads of the fleeing Susas soldiers.

For a moment, the battlefield seemed to be quiet. Tucci, who was observing the battlefield on the slope, seemed to hear something vaguely coming towards him.

Yes, it looked like a sick sentence, but that's how he felt: a sharp voice, getting closer and closer to him.

He subconsciously looked up at the sky, and the war horse under his crotch was pacing uncontrollably and a little restlessly.

In an instant, a shell fell beside him and hit the ground. The fuze in front of the shell detonated a simple detonator, which then ignited the explosives in the shell.

The cannonball expanded rapidly on the side of the horse, and the extremely hard shell casing was stretched and torn by the flames of the violent gunpowder burning inside, turning into deadly shrapnel.

The dense shrapnel, accompanied by a sharp shock wave like a knife, swept from Tuqi's feet, engulfing him and his horse in an instant.

Tucci could feel his body tilted to one side uncontrollably, and his ears were already full of explosions.

He could feel something cut his right hand, and he also felt that his right foot stepping on the stirrup seemed to be broken by a powerful force.

It seemed as if a century had passed, and it seemed as if in an instant, his shoulder finally hit the ground, and his face passionately kissed the hard and cold earth.

He was even a little strange, he didn't even feel the bone-piercing pain, as if this feeling had been pulled out of his body.

So he tried to get up from the ground, but found that no matter which arm he had, it seemed that his brain was no longer driven.

In the smog that filled the sky, he could see gravel falling and hitting the ground in front of his nose, beating with vitality.

He tried hard to pull out his left arm, which was under his body, but found that this effort was futile.He couldn't feel his right hand anymore, and he couldn't feel his legs at all.

The fuzzy brain, which had just recovered a little function, finally recovered some function. He saw a pair of boots rushing out of the thick smoke, and one knee just knelt in front of him.

The other party seemed to want to help him up, but he tried hard by grabbing his shoulder for a long time, but it didn't work.

In fact, the soil slope at this time has already become a mess.Tuqi's war horse was pressed on Tuqi's left leg, and Tuqi's right leg still had a stirrup. At this time, he didn't know where he was flying.

The wound on his right leg was gushing blood, and Tucci's right hand was also pierced by shrapnel, leaving only one-third of it still attached to his body.

The legendary player of Susas couldn't even sit up and say a word now.

At this time, his adjutant was lying on the ground dying, a piece of shrapnel directly pierced his chest, his horse was injured and suffered pain, and he was thrown off the horse's back, and the unlucky wounded fell off the horse, head first land.

"Come here! The general is injured!" The soldier who picked up Tucci cried loudly, hoping that someone could come and help him.

It's a pity that the chaos on the slope has spread, and no one is in the mood to take care of a wounded general. Everyone is running away, and no one cares about the damn Tuqi.

With one leg pinned under the horse's carcass, the soldier tugged at Twitch's shoulders, and attempts to free him quickly failed.

So he could only hug Tucci and yell at the soldiers passing by, but unfortunately no one paid attention to him at all, not even a single person who was willing to slow down his pace.

Finally, an officer rushed back to the slope. His face was covered with dust and his military cap was gone. around.

He immediately stepped forward and hugged General Tuqi's upper body, and shouted loudly: "General! General! Doctor! Where is the doctor?"

Finally, Tuqi had completely recovered his clarity. He felt the pain in his legs, and also felt that his soul was leaving his body quickly.

It was also at this moment that his thoughts suddenly became clear. In this moment, he seemed to want to understand many things.

Standing in front of him was not the goddamn Northridge main force, nor the goddamn Earl Fishereau!It might not even be a regular army in Northridge!

Those who stand in front of him have more advanced weapons, which shows that the whole thing is a conspiracy!A complete conspiracy!

No wonder the Kingdom of Wright was defeated so simply, no wonder Cyric was so anxious to urge him to march south.

This matter should be a conspiracy against the Kingdom of Susas!It's those old bastards from the Cyric Consortium, together with the insidious king of the Wright Kingdom, who are plotting against the Susas Kingdom!

Cyric is preparing to use a war to turn the tide to sell their new weapons, and the Kingdom of Wright will gain a large piece of territory from the Kingdom of Susas!Only Suzas!Only the Kingdom of Susas, who thought he was a hunter but was actually just prey, was the victim!
Therefore, Tucci, who had just regained a bit of physical strength, did not know where he got his strength, stretched out his left hand, endured the heart-piercing pain, and grabbed the arm of the officer who was holding him.

He was so angry that he opened his mouth, and in his mouth were broken teeth that hit the ground, as well as warm blood.

"Pfft!" He spat out the blood and broken teeth, grabbed the officer's arm with all his strength, and used his last reflection to think about the way out for Suzas.

"Go...quick...go! We fell for it, fell for it... Cyric... we, fell for it..." He tried hard to tell the officer some key words, hoping that the other party could learn from these words Here, guess about it.

"Back...go back...back...Susas..." He tried hard to say what he wanted to say, the bottom of his heart, but the words turned into intermittent struggles.

The officer holding him was already sobbing, and nodded with tears in his eyes, trying to engrave these sentences or words in his mind.

Blood oozed from Tuqi's ribs, and the shrapnel shattered his ribs, damaged his internal organs, and left countless holes on his side.

Some of these holes were pierced by splashing shrapnel, and some were pierced by rubble from the explosion. They were densely packed and dotted on the blue military uniform.

"I see! General! I will definitely take your words back! Tell your majesty, tell your majesty the king!" The officer cried bitterly, holding Tucci's hand even harder.

Tucci felt that there was darkness in front of his eyes, so he gave up struggling, and the left hand holding the officer dropped powerlessly.

He has worked hard for this country all his life, and now... it seems that he can take a good rest.

His eyelids drooped weakly, and finally closed, and his gradually exhausted breathing also stopped with the last ups and downs.

"General! General!" The officer holding him shook Tucci, who was out of breath, and shouted loudly, as if he hoped that his shout could call his chief back.

However, such efforts are doomed to be in vain.

"Don't worry, general! I will definitely take your last words back to the royal city..." The general let go of Tuqi's body, gritted his teeth and promised angrily, "We will definitely avenge this revenge!"

As soon as he stood up, another shell fell at his feet. Before he could look down to see what fell, his whole body was completely engulfed by the explosion.

(End of this chapter)