Chapter 433
My Empire Chapter 433
2020-11-03
Chapter 433 434 Humanoid Tank"We had a tacit understanding, but it was unfortunate that a short man was forced into the fortress." One The captain leaned on his position and complained dejectedly to the shooter beside him.
The shooter shyly laughed, adjusted the angle of his weapon, and said comforted: "Squad leader, you don't have to complain, this matter has been settled, you have seen it, that dwarf. It's very powerful."
"I don't know if it can be used or not, it's better not to be a recruit." The squad leader was still a little worried, but time could not allow him to continue venting his pessimism like this.
The infantry war chariot he was in stopped near the line of fire, and a serious order to prepare for battle had come from Wireless Electronics.
The next second, the rear door of the heavy infantry war chariot was slowly opened, and the soldiers hidden in the infantry war chariot rushed out of the crowded and narrow car shouting.
"Long live Emperor Alanhill Your Majesty!" The bearded dwarf soldier with his weapon also rushed out of the infantry war chariot, but because of his relatively broad stature and heavier things on his body, in the He stumbled a bit when he jumped out of the infantry war chariot.
"Get out of the way! You'll kill me sooner or later!" The Alanhill grenadier behind him avoided the dwarf soldier who had nearly fallen, took a safe position, and followed the infantry with weapons Behind war chariot, he took up his weapon and shot forward desperately.
"tú tú! tú tú!" The AK-47 burst out with fierce fire, and the shells fell into the soil, some of which were still steaming.
The dwarf stood his ground, snorted didn't speak, his attire was somewhat different from that of Alanhill's traditional grenadier, as he wore heavy armor and carried a huge hammer on his back .
In addition to these traditional weapons, however, the dwarf had an ammunition pouch wrapped around his waist belt, stuffed with chunky grenades.
The dwarf soldier holds a huge grenade launcher in his hand, which is an improved version of the M11 individual grenade launcher, which can fire 6 40mm caliber grenades in one breath, with amazing power .
Because dwarves are born warriors, they carry more weight and are stronger, so they are more suitable for holding such bulky weapons with larger calibers.
The higher-ups of Alanhill's army admired the power of this mighty warrior when they fired the weapon.
In addition, some people in the Dwarf Race were willing to join the army, so Alanhill finally approved the dwarves to join the Alanhill army.
And this method of dispersing into the infantry squad to act as a heavy fire support shooter is what Vagron himself came up with.
The dwarf in front of him, who participated in the Alanhill-style battle for the first time, was obviously not used to it. He felt that the equipment he was carrying was a bit in the way, but he was not willing to lose any of it. It looked quite bulky.
"Keep your body down! Being short is not the reason you are stupidly standing here! Find cover! Cover! Damn it!" A veteran passed by the dwarf, holding a weapon in one hand and slapping the dwarf's head with the other. The shoulder armor, shouting loudly: "What are you wearing this armor for? Hell!"
Without waiting for the dwarf to distinguish, the veteran ran to the infantry war chariot in front, and he leaned against the infantry war chariot , pulled the bolt, and pulled the trigger when looking at the place that could not be seen clearly from a distance.
"tú tú burst!" After a short burst of fire, the infantry war chariot has moved forward a short distance, and the veteran has also moved forward a distance, keeping the infantry war chariot always able to move forward. Cover your own state.
Suddenly, a feathered arrow with a sharp wind breaking sound slammed into the defensive magic array of the infantry war chariot up ahead, and then inserted into the soft soil beside it.
"Twelve o'clock! There's a demon archer! Projection! 40 degree projectile!" The veteran turned around and shouted to the dwarf soldiers who didn't know what to do: "Fire!"
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The dwarf hurriedly lowered his head and fiddled with the huge grenade launcher in his hand. He had used it during training, and after using it, he fell in love with this powerful individual weapon.
I saw him pick up the weapon in his hand, pointed the muzzle of the grenade launcher at the sky, made a posture to withstand the recoil, and then started his performance.
"Tom!" With a muffled sound, a grenade was shot out like this, and it landed on an open space not far away, splashing a piece of dust and making a huge explosion rumbling sound .
The veteran saw the landing spot and immediately turned around and shouted, "It's too close! You're not 40 degrees at all! You're shooting at 60 degrees! Quickly adjust, quick!"
After the old soldier finished shouting, a feather arrow passed over the advancing infantry war chariot and stabbed directly into the soil in front of the dwarf, less than 10 centimeters from his toes.
The dwarf glanced at the feather arrow under his feet, which was still trembling slightly because of its strength, spat on the feather arrow, lowered the muzzle, and pulled the trigger again.
This time, he didn't stop, and after hearing the "Tom" sound, he pulled the trigger twice in a row, letting the other two grenades fly along with him.
Because of the recoil, the muzzles of the three grenades vibrated slightly when they were launched, which ensured that the grenades would have a more reasonable distribution after falling.
The "bang!" grenade landed again, and this time it landed on the edge of a distant building, blasting demon soldiers using bows and arrows off the edge of the building.
The second grenade landed on the roof of the house, knocking off the entire roof and blowing down one of the walls of the house.
A third grenade landed further afield, sending some of the shifting demonic forces into the sky.
"Good fight! Who fired! I'll go back and give him credit!" Seeing a series of explosions, suppressing the enemy on the opposite side, the company commander's voice sounded on the Wireless Electronics channel, and many people I also saw this series of amazing suppressions.
"bang! bang!" is another two cannonballs. Because they have learned to project bows and arrows, the dwarf soldiers are really familiar with this kind of ballistics. Light firepower on the opposite side.
After firing all 6 reloads, the dwarf stepped forward with his short legs and moved his body forward with heavy steps.
As he moved forward, he opened his grenade launcher and dumped the six empty shells in the open space beside him.
The shells ding ding dong dong smashed into the mud that had been run over by the tracks, and hit the shells of some scattered 7.62mm caliber bullets, making a crisp sound.
Then, he squeezed a grenade from the ammunition bag around his waist and stuffed it into the huge, revolver-like magazine, only ten times larger. Inside.
Then the second, the third, until he had filled his weapon with ammo, then he lifted the head and closed the grenade launcher in his hand again. Regardless, a feather arrow slammed into his thick shoulder armor, leaving a clear dent on it.
He picked up the reloaded grenade launcher and started strafing again in the direction the bow and arrow came from. The cumbersome 40mm grenade launcher looked like an ordinary one in his hand. As flexible as an assault rifle.
The recoil of the terrifying is not worth mentioning in the face of the dwarves, and he even has the extra strength to carry a suit of armor and a Warhammer that doesn't seem to do much.
Under his operation, this 40mm caliber six-pack grenade launcher exerted terrifying power on the battlefield.
A series of explosions sounded on the enemy's positions, and the images of dwarves carrying grenade launchers rampaging through the hail of bullets made many people change their minds about dwarves.
"Hey! Beard!" Deliberately avoiding the word dwarf, the veteran leaning on the infantry war chariot gave him a thumbs up: "Good job! When the machine guns find cover, I will Will find an opportunity to rush over! Are you covering me?"
Willingness to hand over his back to the opponent, this is already the most trustworthy performance on the battlefield. The veteran felt that the dwarf was good and a very trustworthy comrade-in-arms.
The dwarf nodded: "You can call me a dwarf! But I tell you! I am among our dwarves, but a tall man!"
"haha!" leaning against the infantry war Behind the chariot, the young human veteran laughed heartily: "I like you! My name is Antonio!"
"My name is Buck! Dwarf Buck!" The dwarf tapped his fist on his breastplate Knock, self-introduced: "I'm the best warrior in Dwarf Race!"
"I can see it!" Antonio nodded with a smile, continuing to follow the infantry war chariot: "Follow me! Put yourself You will find that the enemy is easy to deal with."
"Thank you! You are a good warrior!" Dwarf Buck also felt the cooperation of these human soldiers on the battlefield. With a tacit understanding, he stood behind the veteran Antonio, holding a grenade launcher and slowly advancing.
Every time he fires the grenade launcher, the opponent's position will explode continuously. For a time, the defensive line of the demon army is chaotic, and soon there is a premonition of collapse.
"Are you sure it's an infantryman?" Putting down the telescope in his hand, a division commander who was inspecting the front line looked at the adjutant beside him with an exaggerated expression and asked.
The adjutant was also shocked by the exaggerated performance of the dwarves on the battlefield. At this moment, he could not help but sigh in his heart, God is really unfair, and other races are really unfair in some respects. It's way too much ahead of humans. In comparison, human beings are too mediocre and too weak.
Before he could finish his sigh, the adjutant's habit that he had cultivated over the years allowed him to subconsciously answer the question of his superior: "Yes, sir, those soldiers in armor are supplementary dwarves. Infantry. They are under the command of the infantry squad, and they are used for close fire support."
"Okay." He continued to hold the telescope, the division commander looked at it for a while, and put down the telescope in his hand again. And reluctantly confirmed: "Are you sure the ones I see are not humanoid tanks?"
(end of this chapter)