Chapter 1562: 1563 boring war
Chapter 15621563 The boring war
"This job is really boring..." When a dwarf with an ID hanging around his neck was talking, the food residue from his beard fell off and landed on the ammunition box at his feet.
The dwarf opposite him was wearing a small hat and was placing the bullets in his hand on the loader without raising his head.
This is a very boring job. He has to arrange the bullets neatly in the loader, then put the empty magazine on one side of the loader, and then press the "button" on the other end of the loader firmly. Push hand" to push all the bullets in a row into the magazine.
Then he has to check the number of ammunition he has loaded through the small hole on the side. Each magazine must contain exactly thirty rounds of bullets. This is a rule. If he makes a mistake, he will be held accountable.
Of course, they will not be beaten to death for making mistakes, but it will affect their ratings. If they make frequent mistakes, they will be sent to low-income areas and can only get two-thirds of the food "salary" for the same job. .
“It’s not bad, at least there is no danger of losing your life while working here.” The dwarf wearing a hat comforted the other person while loading bullets.
The Tang Army also reused magazines. Even if they had a large number of loaded magazines transported from the mainland, they still needed to reload ammunition as much as possible on the front line to meet combat needs.
On the other side of the factory, in another factory building, several dwarves were operating machinery to complete the repeated loading of the helicopter's shell chain.
This work is more complex, so it is also performed by more professional dwarf craftsmen. They have all shown a cooperative attitude in other places, so they received such an important job.
The dwarves who work here will receive extra subsidies. Their food is better and they can take more things home: such as Tang Jun’s cans, biscuits, candies, salt and various meats.
Different from the invaders, the Tang army always regarded themselves as liberators. They actually did this. During the war, what they brought to the local people was not destruction, but new life.
The troops of the Tang Empire rarely massacred local people. As long as the other party did not resist strongly, the soldiers of the Tang Empire would treat the indigenous people with a more tolerant attitude.
Then they will deal with the local landlords and gentry who have committed serious crimes, abolish the local unfair aristocratic system, and complete a series of institutional reforms.
In this process, more and more local people will get a share of the cake of system reform and become beneficiaries... Therefore, they will also understand Tang Jun more and more, accept Tang Jun, and identify with Tang Jun's rule.
Although this will take a long time, as long as there is no oppression, resistance will naturally not be endless. When public security is maintained in a stable state for a period of time, civilians will no longer have the idea of causing trouble.
The total amount of ammunition belts used on helicopters is very large, so a large number of loaders are needed to help complete the reloading work. There is no way, this type of aviation cannon is like this. The pilot's few seconds of "exhilaration" will be filled by the loader's hours of "misery".
Strafing is fun for a while, filling the crematorium... There are too many such weapons in modern warfare, such as Vulcan cannons, rocket launchers, vertical launch missiles on destroyers, close-in defense guns...
In the game, you can throw away the magazine gracefully, then reload, and continue to shoot at the enemy. Most of the time on the battlefield in reality, you are sitting in a trench playing cards, and then you are instantly taken away by a drone that flies in from nowhere.
This is no joke. Most of the time, the tasks of soldiers on the battlefield are to collect shell casings, retrieve lost magazines, and then help load bullets and mend their own scratched trousers. Most of the time, tank soldiers are not driving tanks across the battlefield, but cleaning the gun bore, overhauling the tracks, repairing the engine, checking the oil filter, and debugging optical sights and computers.
Modern war, or war in any period, cannot be linked to romance. Soldiers live a boring life on the battlefield, living a life worse than going to work. In the end, they kill or are killed by the enemy in an inexplicable attack.
“I heard that the Snow Fort surrendered?” The dwarf, who was shaking the handle and using mechanical force to squeeze large-caliber machine gun bullets into the bullet chain, asked his partner while working.
His partner put bullets into the empty bullet chain one by one, repeating his actions mechanically: "It's probably true. Don't you think the atmosphere here recently...how should I say...is becoming less and less like this?" Are you at war?"
"Yes, I feel it too. There are vendors starting to set up stalls on the streets." The dwarf who shook the handle nodded in agreement.
Without the pressure of war and without taxes, he obviously felt that his life was much better than before. Without the businessmen who were exploiting him, he felt more and more that his labor could support his family.
After three days like this, he never wanted to go back: the canned cabbage, potato and meat soup that his wife made for him was so delicious.
"I heard that guy Harf sent people over to negotiate... Those cars in the morning were driven by his people." As everyone chatted, the topic came up. Although the work in hand did not stop, they were all busy. Joined the chat.
The supervisors of the Tang Empire didn't care much about this kind of thing. They were easy to talk to and would only remind them when things went too far, so everyone was relaxed and their voices were not even too low.
Hearing Harv's name, someone immediately asked: "Is that guy a tax collector before?"
Many people nodded along, and everyone still remembered the general who proposed the tax: "Yes, that's him. He was clamoring about an increase in war tax, and as expected, each person paid an extra two silver coins in tax!"
“X **** M! Why doesn’t this guy die?” Some people immediately started to curse. It was precisely because of Harv’s suggestion that their lives became more difficult.
When mentioning the issue of increasing taxes, someone immediately thought of another culprit of the tax increase: "Stop talking, our city lord is not a good thing either!"
“He was hanged?” Someone else said immediately.
This topic made everyone feel good. They really liked the scene where the so-called mayor, or the old city lord, was hung on a street lamp: "Yes, it was just after those humans hanged him that I came out to do it for them." Live."
Another insider sarcastically said: "Don't put gold on yourself, you came out because you were hungry!"
“Hehehehe!” Happy laughter filled the entire factory, causing the Tang Army soldiers at the door to look back curiously.
(End of this chapter)