Chapter 63
My Empire Chapter 63
2020-11-03
Chapter 63 63long sword and boltThe first bullet on the chain was loaded into the chamber, and then some became It's a matter of course. The first bullet rushed out of the muzzle of the Mark Qin heavy machine gun with flames and rushed to the target less than 30 meters away from the muzzle.
That's a very close target, and it's a densely packed crowd that doesn't require any aiming at all. The appearance of heavy machine guns for the first time in history has at least doubled the speed at which humans slaughtered their own kind.
"tú tú tú tú!" The undulating and surging gunshots suddenly quieted the noisy battlefield. The originally stalemate battle situation also changed with these coherent gunshots. be clear.
In just a split second, the bullets swept into the Arrant soldiers standing in a row. Row.
In fact, they are indeed about the same number as on the execution ground - bullets that can fly for thousands of meters are far from losing their penetrating strength due to the blocking of armor, and many bullets are piercing through. After killing the first person, he penetrated the armor of the second row of soldiers.
Blood splattered through the crowd, spraying the faces of the soldiers in the rear; bullets flew everywhere because they were blocked by metal, slicing through anything it encountered with its inertia. People fell one by one, and after only ten seconds passed, Arrant's soldier phalanx pushed back dozens of meters away.
It wasn't that these soldiers had time to retreat, it was just that everyone in front of them was no longer standing. The ground was covered with the bodies of soldiers and the wounded who were still screaming, and those who had not fallen were still struggling in the torrential rain of bullets.
Franky saw what was happening in front of him. He held up his long sword and ordered the soldiers to charge. Before he could change his posture, he was afraid to do anything. He saw with his own eyes that his soldiers fell in pieces like magic, like ripe crops in the farmland.
The storm of blood and rain, spreading in the rain of bullets, destroyed the faith of all Arrant soldiers at once. The Arrant soldiers did not flee, however, because they had no time to back down.
Before these soldiers could turn around, they were already smashed into sieves by the oncoming bullets. Because there were no tracer bullets, they could not even see the route of the bullets. He shattered his head and fell to the ground on his back.
At the same time that the Maxim heavy machine gun kept spewing deadly flames, the second heavy machine gun was pushed up the high ground in the breath of the Alanhill soldiers. Then, this Death God banquet became even more joyful, joyful and despairing.
"tú tú tú tú!" Feeling the vibration of the machine gun, the sub-shooter knelt behind the steel plate and kept holding the ammo chain to the proper position. Then, as if by magic, the bullets were sucked into the body of the machine gun and turned into scattered casings that fell to the shooter's feet.
The rate of fire of bullets has been increased to a point where the rifle cannot catch up. The speed of such a heavy machine gun's strafing is almost comparable to the firepower of a platoon or even a company. So when automatic weapons came along, trenches were the only way to save soldiers' lives.
In less than one minute, the phalanx of Arrant soldiers blocking the gap was pierced by bullets, and the entire battlefield was filled with corpses, as if the devil had descended from a religious picture. The end of the world is the same.
Then the bullets rushed into the crowd of archers who were unarmored and shielded. Those youngsters who had already begun to collapse, fell out of one by one blood hole in their backs, fell on the street, and fell next to the corpse of their comrades.
The 2,000 people in front of them were hardly given any way to live, and the sound of machine gun slaughter was continuous and steady. The grenadiers, flanking the machine guns, began cautiously over the heights, and then they saw themselves throw up.
The corpses were pressed against one another, blood flowing in the middle of the corpses. There were no cries or howls. The wounded who had just been beaten into sieves drained the blood from their bodies before the massacre was over.
The two machine guns stopped firing in tacit understanding, and the muzzles were hot. In the water tank connected by the water pipe under the muzzle, the sound of boiling water became weaker and weaker. Alanhill's grenadiers held up their weapons and staggered along on top of the corpse.
Because there are too many corpses and the piles are too thick, people walking on the meat need to be very careful, there is blood that has not dried up, and there are still corpses that are stiff, accidentally the whole person will Fall, and your clothes will turn blood red.
"Damn it!" The battalion commander, who climbed to the commanding heights with his long sword, was cursed. He saw his wounded and the bodies of his subordinates. However, as he climbed the steep slope and saw the other side of the backslope, he narrowed his eyes involuntarily and frowned.
The power of industrial weapons has just shown a little shyness, and it has almost pushed human civilization to a cruel peak. Even the city that was burned by the giant dragon was far from the blatant bloodshed in front of him.
"Ouch!" A soldier was lying on the edge of the collapsed city wall, leaning over the broken bricks that had been loosened, and vomited continuously. He was a recruit who had just entered the battlefield, and it was the first time he saw such a real picture of victory.
The retching sound of this recruit made the remaining soldiers look pale, and their stomachs were also uncomfortable. It was the first time they saw a heavy machine gun pouring bullets on people. Frankly speaking, although the result was bloody enough to make everyone doubt life, the way he opened fire with a heavy machine gun was really handsome!
The adrenaline of countless people is surging, and the grenadiers who have walked down the slope begin to look at the city in front of them. It is now almost the spills of war of Alanhill. All thought so.
After watching the heavy machine gun fire, no one doubted the outcome of the battle anymore. The opponent is impossible to withstand such an attack, or in other words, no one can withstand such a terrifying attack!
Maybe Magic Empire's army can counteract the slaughter of industrial civilization, but the reality is in front of us, there is no Magic Empire's army, there is only the physical body and mortal flesh of Arrant Empire.
"Ah!" Just when everyone felt that the victory was so bloody and so straightforward, a brawny man covered in blood stood up from among the piles of corpses. He was carrying a long sword full of blood, and the blood had made the gorgeous armor on his body unrecognizable.
The blood-soaked man waved the long sword in his hand like a demon in hell, which startled the grenadiers around Alanhill. But soon they came back to his senses - the guy in front of him was just a lucky guy who didn't die, not something scary.
Frank was finally knocked down by his own men. Those who knocked him down were shot into a sieve by bullets, but he was only hit in the stomach. The bullet brought him boundless pain, but it didn't kill him.
So, after Alanhill's grenadiers occupied the gap, he woke up, and then the stubborn old man, resolutely chose to stand up and face the enemies he couldn't defeat. .
"Come on! Like a man, have a decent fight!" Frankie swung his long sword and stumbled forward two steps, only to find that the surrounding Alanhill grenadiers were Didn't mean to get close to him.
A few soldiers held long bayonets and kept a distance to persuade him to surrender. Their tone was full of sincerity: "Sir! Surrender! You have already lost!" "Yes! Survive It's not easy! Don't waste your life!"
"Bah!" A mouthful of blood was spit out from his mouth, and Franky took a step forward and slashed the shovel in front of him with a sword. The long army thorn shouted loudly and mercilessly: "I am Franky! Wallawa's defender! Who dares to come up and fight me?"
The soldier who was provoked by him Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly took a step forward, the bayonet in my hand went straight forward, and the speed was trembling in fear. In the past few months, he had to practice this move hundreds of times every day, and all the technical essentials had been built into his muscle memory.
Even if there is only such a move, the power of this move is quite huge. If he's facing one of Arrant's regular soldiers, the one to emerge victorious isn't necessarily. But he was facing a general, an old man with superb sword technique.
The backhand sword slashed the opponent's army thorn, and Franky's long sword slashed towards the opponent's shoulder like a spirit snake spitting out a letter. The soldier also seemed to realize the strength of the other party, but before he could react from his surprise, he was hit in the shoulder by the long sword, and fell down with a scream of blood.
Frankie's imposing manner was even more fierce, and his blood was like a murderer. He glanced at the corpse of the Alanhill soldier lying down, and shouted hoarsely: "Merely this! Next! Come on!"
I have practiced sword technique since I was a child, and a person can even overturn a dozen opponents of Franky, and he has never been afraid of anyone in melee combat. Looking at the entire Arrant empire, a sword technique expert like Franky is also one of the very best.
Anyway, he doesn't want to live anymore. As long as the opponent can rush up to fight, he has the confidence to kill more enemies. He no longer thinks about how to live, what he thinks now is how to explain to the thousands of Arrant soldiers under his feet.
These are the youngsters who fought with him to the last moment. It was he who brought them here and on this Road of No Return. He must give these people an explanation! Thinking of this, he slowly glanced around, like a king patrolling his territory.
Then he heard the sound of a bolt being pulled...
(End of this chapter)