502,Yang Fans Chainsaw 2

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A stream of warm liquid flowed from his crotch.

Hatu's legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground. He was not a coward. He was also a well-known warrior, but this look, this demon wielding a flaming whip, suddenly took away all his strength.

Today, from early morning to afternoon, his nerves suffered endless torture.

This, the addition of the hand-operated Gartley machine gun, became the straw that broke the camel's back.

He was lying on the ground like a dog, feeling despair in his heart and his eyesight turned black.

The people behind thought that the centurion had been shot. They passed him and continued to rush forward. The Mongolians a hundred meters behind picked up their bows and arrows and fired.

Dense light arrows and heavy arrows also rained down near the city wall.

Because at this moment, in addition to the terrifying fire whip, the shooting ports on the city wall and below the city wall were opened again.

The fire door guns fired one after another started again.

On the city wall, after firing nine consecutive rounds, the gun barrel began to be changed, and the sound of nine consecutive rounds of firecrackers sounded again from the shooting port under the city wall. The upper and lower coordination became smoother and smoother, and the connection was almost perfect.

After a long period of hard training, the complete integration was finally completed on the battlefield today.

Because the ones responsible for defending the side carriages are the carriage camp regiment composed of the guards of thousands of households. The three regiments of the militia are responsible for the first city wall. They and the machine gun battalions are not under their respective jurisdictions. Naturally, they fight on their own.

It was their duty to guard the city walls and chariots. Now that the artillery fire has stopped, the Mongols have rushed up, and they will naturally fight them back.

The machine gun battalion essentially just supports their operations.

This is the basic rule for Yang Fan's troops to fight. Do your own thing well and keep everything unchanged without new orders.

At the feet of these men lay bundles of loaded gun barrels, ten in a bundle.

They didn't even look at the enemy, because they were everywhere. They just mechanically lit up the high-speed fuses with fire sticks and lit them from beginning to end.

Once you empty a barrel, you quickly replace it with another. The empty and hot barrel is thrown directly back, and someone behind you is responsible for storing and reloading it. In this way, you don't have to worry about overheating when changing barrels.

The more they fought, the more skilled they became. It only took fifteen seconds to empty a nine-round barrel. Including the time to replace the barrel, one minute was enough to empty two barrels. The intensive shooting of eighteen bullets directly hit the gun.

The Mongols were put into a large area.

Seeing this, the repeating guns on the city wall were already firing in turns, knocking over the Mongolians who rushed within thirty meters. The hand-cranked Gatling gun on the high platform began to extend its firepower, shooting at the heavy Mongolian troops.

middle and rear of the cluster.

Han Deqin became more and more comfortable with the machine gun in his hand. He has very good eyesight. He was selected because he was a special shooter. People like this have good eyesight.

He saw that the enemies swept by the flames of his machine gun turned into pieces of flying meat piece by piece, and he felt that his blood was boiling. His hometown was in Xuanfu, and his home was in the countryside.

Every year before the winter, the Mongols would come and loot as much as they could. The weather had been too cold these years, and many people had starved to death on the grasslands.

His fellow villagers were often killed by the Mongols, and he harbored a deep-seated hatred for the Mongols.

If we say that with the three-stage attack of the musket, it is still possible to rush up and kill the musketeer with a cold weapon. The nine-shot fire door gun at close range has a rate of fire of 18 rounds per minute, and it is difficult to rush up. And every time

Under the fire of a Gatling gun with a rate of fire of 100 rounds per minute, it was almost impossible to escape.

As the bugle sounded, all the machine gun crews knew that this was an order to extend the firepower.

Han Deqin immediately raised the muzzle of the machine gun too high and began to shoot at the middle part of the Mongols.

A magazine will be empty in ten seconds, and then it takes five seconds for the person on the left of the machine gun to pull out the old magazine and throw it on the sacks spread several layers under the table. The person on the right of the machine gun immediately puts out a new one.

The magazine is inserted into the machine gun.

Then the machine gun spit out a tongue of flame again. A tongue of flame was twenty-five bullets.

With such a large caliber, the Gatling gun's ultra-long barrel of one meter and two meters has an effective range of five hundred meters, which is one mile in this era.

It takes five minutes to walk one mile, or even trot, and now the entire one-mile range is within the shooting range of the Gatling gun.

There is no safe place in the depth of the entire attacking group.

After the Gatling guns began to fire in depth, the Mongolian attack group became a battlefield at the same time. This subverted the Mongolians' cognition.

In traditional battlefields, the front is the most dangerous, and there is no danger at the back. Except for the bow and arrow projectiles that will cause damage to the front half of the military formation, in other cases, soldiers from both sides fight on the front line. The soldiers at the back are not in any danger.

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However, now that the Gatling gun has been put into use, there is no longer a distinction between front and rear on the battlefield. The height of the high platform is more than ten meters, which is high enough to see far away.

The dense fire whip flew like a burning sickle and landed on the crowd.

Because the shooting position is relatively high, and the Mongolian formation is relatively dense. Most of the sickle-shaped firing line of a group of twenty-five rounds is concentrated on the head and upper body of the Mongolians.

The head was hit by a bullet. Such a large bullet directly shattered the head, turned into a bloody mist, fell on the shoulder, and directly separated the upper limbs from the torso.

If a bullet hits an arm, the arm will basically be missing.

The huge warhead caused horrific wounds. Once the bullet was hit, a large area of ​​muscle, soft tissue, and bones were all shattered, and the blood was atomized. There was no way to give first aid or stop the bleeding.

If he was shot and died, there would be no rescue value at all. Moreover, the Mongols did not have a battlefield rescue system.

The machine guns directly blinded the Mongols. They had only seen people killed by thrown arrows, but they had never seen people who looked like they had been churned by a meat grinder.

The confidence of the Mongols completely collapsed. They ran around in panic, trying to avoid the scythe of death.

However, the sickle-shaped line of fire composed of twenty-five rounds of bullets still flew one by one and landed on the heads and torsos of the Mongolians.

Each one brings a piece of flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Xiao Niangpi suddenly felt that her throat was dry. She had enjoyed watching the machine guns sweep across the Mongols. Her men had been killed and wounded in the battle with Jiannu and Duoyan on the grassland. She felt very relieved.

However, every time the machine gun's line of fire fell, there were stumps of body parts and meat, and internal organs flying everywhere. She couldn't stand it any more, so she bent over and started vomiting.

Soon, when she vomited, Lin Yueru couldn't bear it anymore and bent down to vomit.

Yang Fan quickly called to the maid who was also wearing a military uniform, and quickly helped the two ladies in. He couldn't let them look at it anymore, otherwise it would be bad if it left psychological trauma.

Battlefield syndrome is not easy to treat.


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