Chapter 447, war, a war that shed the blood of both gerbils and gerbils.

Chapter 447, war, a war that shed the blood of both gerbils and gerbils.

There are not many things to do every day, sleep, get up, eat canned mushrooms, listen to the short-haired and generally tall rat men roaring to obey orders on the battlefield, and then run and explain the simple formation.

In fact, it is to teach these gerbils to line up and rush forward.

As a gerbil boy who arrived in the late stage of this great conscription, Shazao didn't really touch these weapons that belonged to him until the tenth day before the end of the third month.

Some crude and simple guns, some sticks that can fire bullets, generally speaking, these cheap things with only five parts are called sticks, and there is no big problem at all.

Considering that so many weapons and equipment are to be given, and the positioning of the gerbils is basically cannon fodder, let alone the infantry suit carrying a small boiler, the rat engineers are reluctant to give these weapons with complex structures to the gerbils.

Then, the gunpowder weapons that were abandoned by the rats long ago have re-entered the sight of the rats.

In the branch of individual weapons, the rats did not fail to point out the gunpowder technology line, but they did not work hard on this technology line at all and turned to the steam engine line on the other side without hesitation.

In fact, it is not right to say that it is a steam engine, it should be a steam magic engine. After mixing with the magic engine technology line, the steam engine, or the magic steam engine, has been developed by the rats to an extremely exaggerated degree.

This can be seen from the equipment of these battleship rats, that is, the rat instructors who teach these gerbils.

It is not just a bulky boiler connected to a hot iron rod. In fact, it is a combination of large and small steam engines, exoskeleton auxiliary frames, and various gun components with different engines.

No kidding, when equipped with large steam engines and high-speed nozzles, these battleship rat infantry can even use these steam guns to penetrate the tank armor of the gerbils.

This is a very mature system. In fact, those power armors are the result of the expansion of such a weapon system.

Of course, there are not many people in the Skaven Empire who actually enjoy such a sophisticated weapon system. A bulky steam boiler and a hot iron rod can also be said to be a kind of actual situation.

For those planetary guards, the situation is like this.

The Skaven engineers who picked up gunpowder weapons again in the First Expeditionary Fleet designed the simple gunpowder iron rods in the hands of these gerbil conscripts at a very fast speed, and started the terrifying production capacity of the industrial zone in the flagship. In a very short time, they made a set of standard cannon fodder three-piece sets.

Anonymous Rifle: This is the name given by the Skaven engineers to this firearm, an ultimate cannon fodder weapon with only five metal parts.

Anonymous Bulletproof Breastplate: This is a bulky metal breastplate that is cast in one piece and only protects the body.

Anonymous Bulletproof Helmet: A cheap stamping helmet.

This is the equipment that the gerbils will carry when they go to the battlefield. How to say it, it is very cheap.

Almost all the items in this set are formed in one piece using stamping technology, and many of them even have sharp burrs on the edges. This is because the rat engineers did not even polish the mold carefully because they needed to assemble it too quickly. Many helmets are even thick iron sheets with arcs.

Of course, this anonymous three-piece set is not without advantages. The rats are extremely advanced in material science, and the First Expedition Fleet, which has just captured an iron meteor, is not short of iron.

The materials used in this anonymous three-piece set are quite solid and rough, but there is no cutting corners, which can even make some poor planetary guards envious.

To be honest, the rats have indeed pushed steam technology to a new level. Their pneumatic weapons are not inferior to kinetic weapons at all, but there is a big problem, that is, maintenance.

Let’s not talk about the heavy and cumbersomeness. After all, a miniaturized steam engine is actually the size of an apple, but maintenance is a disaster that cannot be ignored.

Those miniaturized steam boilers are extremely complex and need to be carefully maintained every time they are used. The battleship ratmen infantry, the absolute top class in the ratman empire, are not to be mentioned.

Do you expect the bigwigs in the ratman empire to equip the planetary guards with a group of professional ratmen engineers for weapon maintenance?

I think you are crazy. Those guys don't even need to talk about weapon maintenance. Even their weapons may be antiques from a hundred years ago. They will keep buzzing when they are turned on, and they may explode once they are overloaded.

This makes the actual combat effectiveness of the planetary guards who are supposed to protect the planets really worrying, as if they have a slow start feature. At the beginning of each fierce war, the planetary guards, which can be regarded as almost unarmed, will inevitably retreat step by step, until their personnel are rotated one or two times, and those old weapons are worn out, and the bigwigs above finally start to distribute the weapons that have just come out of the factory to these poor guys.

In this way, they can slowly stabilize the front line.

In this situation, even if the rat people have reached a considerable height in steam technology, for those poor people, it would be better to give them some gunpowder firearms.

At least they don't have to carry the overly bloated old steam engine. They can run very fast with the iron rod in their hands.

Moreover, the manufacturing and maintenance costs of gunpowder weapons are obviously lower. In this case, the rat masters may be more willing to replace these poor people with some such cheap iron rods.

The weapons in the hands of many poor people in the planetary guards are not even as good as those of the gerbils equipped with the three-piece suit of the Nameless. It's really pitiful. It's hard to get better treatment.

Now, in terms of food and equipment, most of our imperial army is far inferior to these heretic cannon fodder teams.

It's really a tear to say too much.

The Nameless rifle that was tinkered with in a hurry has a big problem with ammunition. It is not a continuous rifle, but a bolt-action rifle. The cold metal casting gun body has a certain weight.

It was just that every time a shot was fired, the pungent black smoke would suddenly gush out of the barrel at the moment when the bullet shell was ejected. It didn't take many shots for these gerbils to be stained black by the black smoke.

This was a big drawback, which came from the incomplete combustion of gunpowder. Although such a situation was not surprising, it was even said that it was extremely rare that the Nameless Rifle, which was made by the tinkering, had only such a big problem besides being a little too long.

After all, it was unknown where these rat engineers got the gunpowder formula from, and they also randomly added some things to modify the gunpowder formula.

But what was strange was that although the gunpowder seemed to be a little bit insufficient, the power of the Nameless Rifle did not seem to have any big problems. The bullet could easily penetrate the Nameless bulletproof breastplate cast by the rats within the range of 200 meters.

The bulletproofness of this breastplate is really worrying, and it can only resist the scratches of some stray bullets. However, it can easily penetrate it within the range of 200 meters. The gunpowder is not fully burned. Its power is a bit too exaggerated.

Well, as long as you carefully observe the thickness of the bullet of the nameless rifle, you can see some clues.

Damn, what on earth did these bastards come up with? What is this bullet that is thinner than the wrist of the gerbil man used to shoot? Is it used to shoot tanks?

The amount of gunpowder is really too exaggerated.

Well, now I know why this nameless rifle is too long. If it is not so long, I am afraid that these gerbil boys who are generally shorter than the rats will fall over when they fire a shot.

This is very rat, this is very rat engineer, this is what they can do, this group of bastards!

But how can I say it? They did come up with a set of equipment out of thin air in just three months and produced more than 300,000 sets, and armed these sand rat boys before the offensive plan began.

The rat people certainly did not keep them for more mascots.

They were recruited to fill the line. Since the war fortress on the opposite side likes to stretch the battle line, engage in trench warfare, and attack the fortress, then Qi will play with them.

Time is on the side of the rat people. With the replenishment of a large amount of resources and several encouraging strategies promoted by the First Fleet, the number of new rat people is expected to surge in the next two years. When this batch of new generation of battleship rat people can be filled into this yellow planet, many problems will naturally be solved. Of course, this will take some time.

Qi really wants to end it all quickly, but he is not a stupid and reckless guy. He will wait after he has the patience he needs.

Of course, waiting does not mean doing nothing. Since this war fortress is a relatively smart indigenous organization, he has come up with such a driving system, so Qi will play with him.

They want to fight a war of attrition, so Qi will play with them, use these gerbil wastelanders to play with them, and train soldiers by the way, temper those expensive idiots in this war, and then let them teach the next generation of war experience.

That is to say, Qi was asleep during the twenty years of interstellar navigation, and he could not take care of these guys, otherwise raising such a group of expensive idiots would really drive him crazy.

The war is about to begin. When those loud-voiced rat instructors shouted to these gerbil boys to announce the news after lunch, these guys will be sent to the battlefield soon.

The blood of gerbils and gerbils will flow in this war.

But the guys on the field, these gerbil boys, were extremely calm about the news, and even had a hint of excitement, because of another small part of the news from the ratman instructor.

Get military pay and merit.

In short, they will have money every day from today. The bad news is that it is not the canned mushrooms promised during the conscription. The good news is that the military pay can not only be exchanged for canned mushrooms, but also for more.

A very simple set of incentives, but it made these gerbil boys so excited that they tossed and turned in bed at night and could not fall asleep completely.

To be honest, they have no grudges against helping the rats to attack other gerbils. This is not surprising. The gerbils who hold the legacy of the golden age do not regard them as their own people. How can they have grudges against those too lofty concepts?

Compatriots, betrayal, traitors, these are all false, all false. Food, survival, reproduction, these are the most important to these wastelanders. They are not the gerbils who once embraced civilization and rationality.

These wastelanders are just a group of monsters in gerbil skins who are struggling and transforming like beasts in the ruins left by the former civilization.

Don't look at them being respectful and peaceful to the rats, but that is because they are really afraid of the rats. If the rats do not sweep their settlements, if the rats do not cast the terrifying divine punishment from the sky.

Then will they be so docile? Not necessarily.

The pits that are still surging with magma and have not completely cooled down have become miracles that many gerbils kneel down to worship.

After that war, these bystanders were really afraid of the rats, felt scared, began to rise and fall, and became simple.

Early the next morning, a rat instructor called Shazao. This guy was obviously from the army criticized by the flag, the first group army. The expression on his face was natural and clear, without the feeling of fierceness and sharpness.

"By the way, Shazao, do you still have red dates in your settlement? I want to buy a batch."

During this period of time, the rats spontaneously started trading with the wastelanders, especially from the soldiers of the group army.

This group of rat masters who were tired of eating canned mushrooms and synthetic meat were extremely enthusiastic about the natural things in the hands of the wastelanders, and they were not stingy with their canned mushrooms and synthetic meat.

Well, these two things actually came from the same source, because the synthetic meat was also made of mushrooms.

Shazao lowered his head and waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, no, I will ask my tribesmen to send some to you, sir!"

How simple.

This clear and stupid ratman instructor did not choose to get something for free, which was not a ratman at all. He stuffed a metal card into Shazao's hand.

"Okay, you must remember it! You can take this exchange card to the warehouse to exchange it, don't forget it!"

Shazao glanced at the iron plate in his hand, and his face showed surprise. This was a material card that could be exchanged for synthetic meat. Obviously, synthetic meat was more tempting to the gerbils than canned mushrooms.

He held it tightly in his hand.

With this material card, it was obvious that his younger brothers and sisters could grow up smoothly without wandering in the sand sea.

"Thank you, great ratman, thank you, great spirit of the sand sea!"

Such words were full of excitement and excitement.

At present, the rats and these simple and honest gerbils are getting along well with the wastelanders.