Lu Ming

Chapter 134

When the aborigines on the wall saw the number of enemies outside the village, everyone immediately stopped panicking.The number of enemy troops is easy to count, even if the natives are not good at counting: because this group of people is neatly arranged.Then the people of Xiao Long discovered that most of the enemies turned out to be old friends who have been fighting all the time/weak chickens in Xingang Society. Well, we can prepare a counterattack.

As for the negligible number of people (more than 10), the people holding strange iron tools are probably those outsiders.The iron weapons in these people's hands don't seem to have strong force - because they are different from the type that can breathe fire and kill people in the hands of the red-haired man.

After the evaluation was completed, Xiao Long was determined, and while sending envoys to question the weaklings in Xingang, he gathered people behind the wall of the village, preparing to fight out quickly to show the gang of birds.

However, the time traveler also thinks the same way at this moment: hurry up and end the battle.

So when a Xiaolong man climbed down from the wall of the village and came towards the large army 50 meters away from the door, Han Xiaobo turned his head and whispered something to Wei Yuan who was standing beside him.When the person came 10 meters away, Wei Yuan bent down and pulled out a black, unpretentious M9 saber from his calf. The next moment, the saber flew by. Down
I didn't shoot, because I was afraid that the natives would not rush out after they knew how powerful it was.The people who have already summed up the best way to siege the city, now whenever they encounter a fortified city, their first reaction is to lure the enemy to rush out and do a vote.

There was a clamor on the wall, well, it seems that the people of Xiaolongshe don’t usually kill them, so at this moment the aborigines are full of anger at these uncivilized hooligans, the next moment, the gate of the village opens, and the Xiaolongshe comes like a dragon. The soldiers rushed out.

AK sounds.

There is no gun more suitable for the wild world of the 17th century than the AK.Through the extremely backward logistics capabilities, the extremely complex and harsh environment encountered, and the enemies charging in dense formations everywhere, all of these make the AK, which is easy to maintain, adaptable and powerful, shine; as for the AK Accuracy sucks?It doesn't matter, just look at the large group of natives rushing over from the opposite side and you will know that precision is not needed here.

I don’t know how the heroes hiding behind the car doors and windows in the movies survived. Anyway, AK rifle bullets that can penetrate 100mm steel plates and 6cm bricks at a distance of 15 meters can easily penetrate a large number of indigenous people at this moment. body, five or six guns used only a shuttle of bullets, and the long dragon rushed out by the natives was rolled back, and the corpses were spread all over the ground.

The reaction between life and death is the fastest. The warriors who were crowded at the gate of the village just before waiting to charge quickly changed their minds and shouted to close the gate of the village.

At this time, the AK exited the field, and the MK-17 rifles of the Marine Corps began to show their power, shooting a series of accurate headshots of the natives who were still standing on the wall.

Sure enough, it was a quick battle. In less than 10 minutes, the battle situation had already undergone a decisive change.The aboriginal soldiers in the first battalion, to tell the truth, this is the first time they have seen the masters show their power. Most of the aboriginals have trembling legs at the moment, and they can't help but look at Gongda with admiration: if the village head had not become the maintenance Chairman, I am afraid that we have been beaten to death like this long ago!
The war situation has entered a stage of strategic stalemate.

Seeing the aborigines close the gate of the village, and hearing the panicked shouts inside, Wei Yuan and Han Xiaobo glanced at each other, then turned around and called a few basket-backed soldiers from the rear team to come forward.

The back basket is filled with explosives specially used for ground turtles. After the black gunpowder is purified by the military black workshop in the kiln area, the boxy white cotton bag is dedicated to it, which is very rustic and familiar.

Now that the only few RPGs have become out of print, there must be other ways of smashing the kiln in the future.With the existing production capacity of the cross-country, it can only be black powder packs, but the kiln version of the gunpowder packs still has technological content-an electronic detonator is buried in the pack, and within 200 meters, it will explode when you press the remote control. .

The structure of the detonator is very simple: a piece of stainless steel tube the size of a little finger, a signal receiver and a disposable electric detonator at one end, and dozens of grams of high-energy explosives at the other end.The technical content of this thing is too low. If explosives are not considered, any electronic wholesale market can save them.

Naturally, the people across the world would not use the low-quality products in the market, because if they imported a box of detonators, it would take a long time to use them, and they might not be able to use them up when they smashed the Xiang Kiln in Guangzhou.Therefore, for this batch of detonators, additional consideration should be given to the corrosiveness of explosives stored for a long time, as well as sealing, battery capacity and other issues.

In the end, Cao Chuan ordered the batch from Meidi's Mineral Explosives Company, the size of a little finger, 5 pieces in a box, and a shelf life of [-] years.

Wei Yuan held a high-tech black powder explosive package in his hand, while Han Xiaobo had already taken out the remote control board and adjusted the detonation readings according to the serial number on the detonator. Now everything is ready, only a hero is missing.

Undoubtedly, as soon as Wei Yuan stretched out his hand, he dragged out Yang Er who was half short in the crowd.
"What are you hiding, what a chance to show your face!" Wei Yuan patted Yang Er's head with a kind smile on his face, and then stuffed the explosive bag into his arms.

It seems that being born with a sense of danger is useless. The trembling Yang Er was holding a big gift bag in his hand at this time, with a mournful face and didn't know what to do-he knew what it was. Doing chores on the side.

Seeing that this kid was ignorant, Wei Yuan's face tensed: "I didn't respect the military order before the battle, um, 10 sticks." As he spoke, he habitually touched the sandalwood stick with his lower back.

Yang Er jumped out with a "whoosh".He dexterously stepped over the corpses on the ground, as if avoiding a stinky puddle in Hangzhou City. His low-lying body was full of vitality, and his footsteps changed at any time. Dodging the feces on the ground and the vicious dogs tearing him apart; like an antelope, in the blink of an eye, the little thief Yang has already jumped to the gate of Jiaxi Village. He put the big gift bag in his hand into the corner of the gate like a wooden fence Once plugged, turned around and ran back.

For the powerful natives of Jiaxi Village, war means that warriors go out to fight with alien races, and then return triumphantly with their heads.As for the offensive and defensive battle in the village?No such concept.So the natives in the village are in a mess now. Even if they can see Yang Er clearly through the cracks in the wall, they have a premonition that the cloth bag in this guy's arms is probably not a good thing, but they can't organize a counterattack now—— The rows of fighters on the top of the wall were all killed.

Fortunately, there were still scattered warriors. Just as Yang Er turned around and jumped out, half a pair of muscular shoulders were exposed on the left and right sides of the gate, and the next moment, two javelins were lifted out of the wall.

"Dong Dong" two gunshots sounded, and one of the arms was smashed into parts and flew into the air, while the other javelin was a step slower due to the gunfire, and was able to fly behind Yang Er amidst the screaming sound.

(End of this chapter)