Emperor’s Battlefield: I, Zhu Houzhao, like to push horizontally

Chapter 81: Late stage of phobia due to lack of firepower.

"The target has appeared, all ministries are preparing..."

"The enemy forward is 4300 meters away..."

"distance…"

Beside the small town, on a relatively high terrain, a huge defense base is stationed here.

Soldiers were crawling in the fortifications one by one, holding their weapons tightly and sleeping quietly.

On the command vehicle in the middle, a combat staff officer used an infrared thermal imager to observe the rats getting closer and closer in the distance, and reported the distance between the two sides.

Ever since he experienced cockroaches and frogmen, Zhu Houzhao understood that the army seriously lacked night combat equipment.

He still had no clue about how to become a soldier. The weapons and equipment sold in the mall, at the level that Zhu Houzhao could buy now, were all weapons and equipment from World War I and World War II. He searched for a long time but couldn't find them.

Later, when he was browsing the junk area, he discovered the civilian version of the infrared thermal imaging camera.

Although the function is not as good as the military version, it is still better than nothing.

In order to strengthen the army's night combat capabilities, Zhu Houzhao ignored the high price of infrared thermal imaging cameras, bought some and distributed them to the army.

Now, not long after it was equipped with the army, it was officially put into use.

"This is a good thing, little kid. You can buy some for us later, okay?"

Lao Zhu, who was also holding an infrared thermal imaging camera, couldn't help but feel curious when he looked at the large red wave on the screen.

With this thing here, I will still be afraid of Mao's night attacks in the future.

"This thing costs 500 each!"

Zhu Houzhao, who was lying on the command car seat and resting with his eyes squinted, replied casually.

The corner of Lao Zhu's mouth twitched.

Just selling this palm-sized thing for 500 is surely not a money grab.

Although there was a pain in his heart, but thinking that the effect of this thing was indeed miraculous, Lao Zhu gritted his teeth and said, "Get us four later."

"Your Majesty, the target is 2 kilometers away..."

The military staff officer reporting the distance next to him raised his voice slightly, reminding Zhu Houzhao that the mouse had reached the designated attack distance.

Zhu Houzhao didn't reply, and handed the signal gun equipped with a flare to Lao Zhu, who was looking out with half of his body exposed.

Lao Zhu, who took the signal gun, gave Zhu Houzhao a blank look. This kid really regarded himself as his soldier.

"grumble…"

A red signal flare cut through the dark night and flew into the bright starry sky.

"Buzzing..."

Before the signal flare fell, a buzzing sound of electricity suddenly sounded.

Then there was only a "click, click, click" sound, and countless dazzling lights were projected from the camp.

In an instant, it was brighter than daylight for miles around.

"Squeak squeak..."

The mouse, which took advantage of the darkness to attack, was startled by the sudden light.

Some eyes looking directly at the camp were suddenly plunged into darkness.

"Boys, let's get started..."

Seeing the mouse that was a little panicked when it was illuminated by the strong light, Lan Yu, who was at the front of the position and personally controlled a heavy machine gun, roared excitedly and pressed down hard with his hand.

"Boom boom boom boom boom..."

The heavy machine gun roared wildly, and the blazing bullet shell, which was thicker than a thumb, ejected from the gun and fell to the ground with a clanking sound.

The violent roar and the feel of his hands made Lan Yu's blood boil.

The Ming Dynasty's muskets and artillery are all weak. This is what men should play with.

"Haha, give me a hard beating..."

The tongue of fire swung rapidly with the control of his hands. Seeing the big rat with bloody holes all over his body and screaming in agony, Lan Yu laughed heartily.

After guessing what the mouse was thinking, Zhu Houzhao discussed the combat method with Xu Da and others.

Zhu Houzhao has many methods to deal with these rats.

Please bring out Miss Qiu, use the sarin boy, or the fiery white phosphorus incendiary bomb.

But Zhu Houzhao just gave up on these methods after thinking about them for a while.

It's not that he doesn't want to part with these weapons, it's that he doesn't want to part with these rats.

Miss Qiu's temper was very violent. Not to mention whether the mouse had anything left under the eldest lady's irritability, even if there was something left, Zhu Houzhao would not dare to use it or eat it.The same principle applies to sarin.

Killing rats is indeed fast, but the problem is what to do after it is used up. It is estimated that only the fur can be used, and the meat that can improve the physical fitness of ordinary soldiers is wasted.

The white phosphorus incendiary bomb cannot be used anymore. After this thing is burned out, only the skin will be left.

Even Zhu Houzhao suspected that the effectiveness of the fur would be greatly weakened by the burning of white phosphorus bombs.

So a group of people discussed for a long time and finally decided to use the most primitive method to deal with these rats.

More than one person has mentioned that when some modern thermal weapon soldiers face the ancient human sea tactics, which side will win.

Regarding this discussion, Zhu Houzhao, who was not a soldier, had no idea before.

But now that he has an armored division, he will tell those people responsibly.

Facing an armored division with abnormal firepower, not to mention attacking 10 to 20, even 50 and 60 are useless.

Zhu Houzhao was not sure how many rats were attacking from the opposite side, but with the abnormal firepower of his armored division, no matter how many they came, he could easily eat them.

When he first agreed to help, Zhu Houzhao asked about the characteristics and strength of the mouse.

Zhu Houzhao, who already suffered from severe phobia of insufficient firepower, strengthened the army's heavy firepower.

The 12.7-caliber heavy machine gun, in addition to tanks and armored vehicle equipment, has been assigned to the platoon level.

Such intensive machine gun firepower, battalions, companies, platoons of mortars, artillery regiments, rocket launcher regiments, tank guns, and aviation teams on standby.

With such powerful heavy firepower, let alone just hitting some mice, Zhu Houzhao could pin the opponent to the ground and hammer him against any military-level regiment in World War II.

"Gao Fei, are you okay over there?"

After closing the door of the armored vehicle to block out the fierce sound of gunfire, Zhu Houzhao picked up the radio transmitter and asked Gao Fei who was preparing in the next city.

Unlike the army, the air force can move at any time, so Zhu Houzhao left it in a relatively intact city next door and kept it on standby.

Liu Bang, who was assigned to the two men, stayed there, gathering the surrounding troops and protecting Zhu Houzhao's air force.

"Reporting to the commander, all fighter planes have taken off, and we have seen the light from your side."

In the whistling wind, Zhu Houzhao heard Gao Fei's report.

Night flying, no matter what era, puts a lot of pressure on the Air Force.

If it were a previous bi-wing fighter, it would be very difficult to take off for combat at night.

In order to allow the air force to support at any time and have strong attack power, Zhu Houzhao gritted his teeth and improved the air force.

Although the air force at this time was not large in number, it was the most sophisticated in terms of equipment.

"Okay, I'll ask them to mark the bombing targets for you."

Knowing that the air force was about to arrive, Zhu Houzhao ended the communication and switched to the artillery channel.

"The air force is already here, marking the area for them."

Real-life combat is not like what is shown in the movies. When giving orders, there is a lot of nonsense. They are always straightforward.

"Yes, received."

After ending the communication, the artillery regiment commander picked up two burning torches and waved them several times at the artillery position where the artillery fire was rumbling.

After receiving the order, the gunner fired a high-explosive bomb from the barrel and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Three rounds of marker bombs, targets 1500 meters, 3000 meters, and 5500 meters."

Following the gunner's instructions, several artillerymen carrying ammunition ran to a red box nearby, took out a marking bullet, and quickly loaded it into the gun barrel.

With a "boom", the shells roared and flew into the distance, directly smashing into the group of rats.

An unlucky mouse was hit in the head. His head, which was as hard as steel, could not withstand the impact of the cannonball. It exploded into a ball of blood mist, and fell to the ground with twitching legs and feet.

The cannonball fixed on the ground did not explode like other cannonballs. Instead, it sprayed out thick red flames from its tail.

In this darkness, it looked so dazzling.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

Not long after the marker bomb was launched, there was a buzz in the distant sky.

"Attention, all teams, carry out bombing in accordance with the designated combat area."

Looking at the dazzling white battlefield below and the dazzling red marker bombs on the outside, Gao Fei adjusted the communication to the internal channel and issued the bombing order.

"The first team received it, the third team received it..."

After receiving the replies from each team, Gao Fei pulled the manual joystick, and the Stuka controlled by him roared like a ghost and flew towards a marker bomb.

After reaching a certain height, the hook below the Stuka was released and a bomb fell downwards.

(End of this chapter)