Lu Ming

Chapter 640
Before the loud current mic could speak, a mess of muzzle flashes lit up from all over the beachhead.

Not neatly, but buckshot is buckshot.The natives who encountered the bullet head-on seemed to have been smashed by a steam hammer. With the roar of muskets, a row of people in front of them were beaten to the ground one after another.

Under normal circumstances, a sudden long-range strike would definitely shock the natives.Not to mention turning around and running away, at least the aborigines will lose their momentum in front of the muskets, and their hesitation and fear will be shown.

This kind of situation has happened in the previous years of practice, and it has become the common sense of all troops.

But today is different.The native who was hit only paused for a short time, and then let out a series of strange screams, raised the weapon in his hand, and rushed towards the beachhead at a high speed.

As the distance between the two sides narrowed, the owner of the island, who was originally surrounded by rain, mist and fire, had changed from shadowy to clear in the eyes of the guests.

The number of warm and hospitable hosts is about three times that of guests, as many as two to three hundred.

These indigenous warriors are all male, and they are generally not tall.They are agile and well-proportioned, with white mud patterns on their faces, wearing shawls and waist skirts made of banana leaves, and knots made of pearl shells on their necks and arms.

What surprised the team members was that the weapons held by the aborigines, in addition to the commonly seen rattan grass, also had many iron knives reflecting metallic luster, yes, they were metal knives.

Immediately, the second round of gunfire rang out.

This time the shooting was even worse because of the lack of scale and the rain.The first round of hasty shooting had already messed up the rhythm of the salvo. Under the influence of the rain, the firing rate of the second round of shooting was reduced and the rhythm became more chaotic, turning into random scattering.

Although the sporadic shooting also knocked down some natives, it lost the shocking effect brought by the salvo.Facing the fallen companions one after another, the natives did not lose confidence, and their roars with unknown syllables became more and more powerful.

The natives used roars to embolden them, and the defenders also had voice-activated devices.

The town's voice came from the loudspeaker again.This time, the third master was no longer calm and calm, but let out a passionate roar: "Second team, slow fire! First time, steal Lao Tzu's belongings, shoulder to shoulder!"

The beach road is only tens of meters away, and it takes less than a minute for the natives to rush to the melee position.This time, in the dark night, is enough for the defender to shoot two rounds.

That's it, the players fired the bullets that were preloaded in the first round, otherwise they would shoot one round at most.

So when the third master found out that the native striker was only more than ten meters away from the defense line, he had to order his subordinates to stop loading ammunition, and all of them changed to cold weapons to prepare for hand-to-hand combat.

This preparation time is very short.Enemies who are ten meters away can rush there in the blink of an eye.The defender not only has to change the cold weapon in this short moment, go out of the defense line to adjust the formation, but also has to have a short forward movement in order to gain impact kinetic energy.

Hearing the third master's military order, the continuous muffled sound was the first to sound.

The pre-assigned personnel of the second team pulled the trigger in the general direction of the enemy's attack.This time it was a slow gun loaded with shotguns, the last round of hot weapon fire.

Black powder iron sand gun, the short-range shooting effect is not bad, and it can knock down many enemies in one round.

However, for the attackers, having paid so much to face the enemy, any casualties are acceptable.

In addition, the piercing damage of the iron sand gun is too low.In addition to being beaten blind and rolling around, many of the injured enemies got up and continued to fight.

Finally, the roar of "Kill Kill Kill" sounded.The 50 first-team players who had been set in advance on the periphery fought hand-to-hand with three times the number of indigenous warriors.

As soon as contact was made, both opponents paid a heavy price.Accompanied by the tooth-piercing sound of metal rubbing and meat cutting, the aborigines who were greeted by various cold weapons had no chance to get up again this time.

The Blazers also paid the price.At the same time as the aborigines fell, many team members were also pierced through the chest by the tip of the grass, slashed in the neck by the iron knife, and shot in the head by blowing arrows.

In just 1 minute, the tragic hand-to-hand combat caused the number of casualties on both sides to increase significantly.

As I said before, the loose structure of the Pioneering team is relatively loose in terms of daily training.The Pioneering team allows players to appear as a small team and use personal cold weapons.

This mode of army building has its advantages: the formation of troops is fast, the team configuration is flexible, and it can quickly adapt to low-intensity operations in various environments.

However, everything has pros and cons.Such a configuration of the pioneering team means that it is impossible to form a tight military formation to fight against the enemy.

Today's hand-to-hand combat, replaced by cold weapon troops, even the regular soldiers and horses of the Ming Dynasty, can achieve complete victory-the regular army with shield walls and spear arrays can attack the natives at a very low cost. Be clean.

But the Pioneer Army can't.The trailblazers who have lost their advantages in range and hot weapons can only fight with the natives at a very high exchange rate. Neither side wears armor. fatal.

At this point, Wu Sanye, who is sitting in the rear, can actually do very little.Standing on the sandbag at this moment, facing the tragic battlefield, he fell into thinking for a while: How could there be so many elite natives?

Relying on his rich life experience, and even the experience of working in the savage area of ​​Taipei with a similar environment, the third master still has a good understanding of the indigenous tribes.

It is different from ordinary people's perception.For primitive tribal people with extremely backward productivity, large-scale night raids like today are actually very rare.

Under normal circumstances, an ordinary medium-sized primitive tribe can organize 50 warriors daily, which is already very good.

And among these 50 warriors, there were not even 30 core elites who were able to raid and fight to the death at night.

So in Sanye's view, either there is a super large indigenous tribe/kingdom near the landing point, or the surrounding indigenous tribes have joined forces to organize a coalition force.

The third master himself tends to the latter inference: he saw several white clay patterns with different painting styles on the enemy's face.

However, this is where the third master's doubts lie: the landing point is temporarily decided, how can the aborigines complete the communication and coordination in a short period of time?

You must know that compared with outsiders, most of the indigenous tribes are in regional competition and have blood feuds with each other for generations.

The third master, who had been in the savage area, knew very well that it was extremely difficult for several indigenous tribes to quickly communicate and jointly send troops.

"Ah~" screamed, and the third master suddenly woke up.

In the moment of thinking just now, only a few tens of seconds have passed in reality.

The scream of waking up the third master was familiar, and it came from a small team leader who was familiar with him.

However, when the third master turned his gaze away, the old man could no longer be found among the flames and intertwined figures.In just a few tens of seconds, the semi-arc defensive line formed by the previous team members was already in jeopardy, and someone would fall at any time.

"Oh, I lost a lot this time!"

The third master secretly grieved: Since Zhang Sutan became the boss, it was hard for his subordinates to take charge of so many brothers.Unexpectedly, I folded a lot in one night.

Wu Meng knew that the time for the decisive battle had come.

Wiping his face and erasing all negative emotions along the way, the third master raised the loudspeaker again and issued the third order after the attack tonight: "Second team, give me the top!"

Immediately afterwards, there was another roar from the loudspeaker: "Listen to me, there is no way out today, everyone will fight to the death, and you can survive by overthrowing the gangsters! Those who dare to retreat, the military law will not forgive them, all go to the sea to feed the fish !"

Following the words of the third master, more than 20 members of the second team who had been guarding the fortifications also howled and carried all kinds of cold weapons to make up the defense line.

By this time, on the entire beachhead, there were only seven or eight direct descendants around the third master left.

Glancing at the brothers who followed him all the year round, the third master sighed, dropped the horn and raised the ghost-headed steel knife beside him: There are no more orders to give.As the final general reserve team, the third master can only bring his own brothers to play.

At this moment, the center of the line of defense was breached.The shouting natives killed the last blocker and rushed out from the opening.

"put!"

Before the natives were happy for three seconds, three rounds of musket fire filled the breach with gunpowder smoke. Master Yusheng rushed over with four people, each with two loaded fast guns, and did not care about the friendly forces around him, approaching him abruptly. From the distance, three rounds of fifteen rounds of lead bullets were fired at the breach.

The next moment, amidst the gunpowder smoke, three steel armored warriors who looked like demon gods rushed out holding high their long knives and heavy axes.

Tall and terrifying retro shape, hideous horn-shaped helmet, cold-forged steel armor with black matte paint, and fine steel weapons locked in the hands with hinges
The sudden appearance of the Iron Warrior brought more than shock to the natives.The next moment, the long knife began to drink and donate blood, cutting off the native's spear and limbs.

The natives who fought back quickly uttered a horrified cry: no matter whether it was spears or iron knives, whether it was poisonous arrows or daggers, none of them could harm the three warriors.All attacks will be bounced off after touching the opponent's body.What followed was the ax blade that was getting bigger and bigger and shining white light.
"Song Xingtong": "One collar and three crossbows flow for two thousand miles, and three collars and five crossbows twist".

The Han people understood the power of armor very well, so they stipulated that those who hide one set of armor will swim in Hainan, and those who hide three sets of armor will hang themselves live.

The soil turtles who have lived on the South Asian islands for generations did not understand this truth, so they have been educated today.As the three armored soldiers showed their power, the previous gap was cut back abruptly by long knives and heavy axes, and the aborigines were scattered with blood and flesh for a while.

The situation reversed instantly.The outnumbered defender, led by three warriors, pushed back the native formation abruptly.

Unbeknownst to both sides in the fierce battle on the beach, while they were struggling to kill the enemy, there was a quiet "strange bird" hovering and peeping overhead.

And at this moment, on a certain high-definition screen, the image of the aborigines with a broken mentality began to cry and turn around and flee.

The next moment, Wang Bo in the cabin turned off the screen, smiled and said to his colleagues: "It seems that we finally have a place to stand."

(End of this chapter)