Chapter 132 Attack and Defense of Soto City [Part 2]
Facing the many soul masters who jumped from the top of the city, the fear of soul masters that had accumulated for thousands of years among the infantry made them a little shaken, but the most enlightened political commissars under Cheng Ying all followed them to the front line.
, in conjunction with the comfort of veterans who have completed circumnavigations.
The slight commotion quickly subsided. At the artillery position, Zhang Dou, who was already a senior artilleryman, comforted his new partner: "Don't look at those soul masters when you are loading, they can't get through.
The infantry and grenadiers cover the machine gunners, and the machine gunners cover us. We are the safest on the entire battlefield, so we just need to take aim and blast them hard!
Just this guy, after the blast, the Soul Emperor lost half his life. Let me tell you, my most glorious moment was when I blasted the Titled Douluo into the sea with one shot!
That's really cool! The barrel is so thick that if a woman gets in it, it can turn around. It's much more powerful than the thing we are using now!" Zhang Dou, like a veteran in the army, showed off his gun to the newcomers.
His achievements, but it did not delay him at all. He recited the trigonometric function table in his mind, turned the winch skillfully with his hands, and aimed at the most conspicuous Eight-ring Contra as if the cannon had become one with him.
In the surrounding artillery, the recruits heard Zhang Dou say that he shot the Titled Douluo into the sea, and they thought he was just boasting, but they were not so nervous anymore. They all silently counted the trigonometric function table in their minds, preparing to give it to them later.
The intruder will be severely punished.
The soul masters who rushed down from the city wall didn't know what they were facing. They just thought it was something like a heavy construction machine. Although its power was huge, its accuracy was really worrying.
Even among the soul masters who jumped off the city wall, there were some young soul masters who were only fourteen or fifteen years old. Before they joined the battle, their master even told them how to kill people and how to avoid retching due to nausea after killing people.
Their hands have never been stained with blood, and they will never understand the cruelty of modern warfare. Perhaps they still had a playful attitude before going to the battlefield.
They laughed at each other and said who would vomit first because of the murder. Their words were filled with innocence and cruelty, with the infinite cruelty to those who were killed.
But starting from today, everyone will understand that they should not step onto the battlefield unless they are determined to die. In an era where caliber determines justice, bullets will never deliberately avoid nobles and soul masters.
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Before setting foot on the battlefield, they thought that ordinary people would just flee like a flock of sheep facing a tiger. But after they actually faced them, they were horrified to see that not a single soldier on the skirmishing line fled.
When the distance was still very far, they raised the strange iron rods in their hands, and pointed the black muzzles at the soul masters like tigers descending the mountain.
No one realized what it was. Maybe some people regarded the black muzzle as a blow dart used by primitive tribes. Apart from the poison, there was nothing to fear.
But when the muzzles of those guns flashed with fire, it was too late to realize that something was wrong. The high-speed projectiles penetrated their skin, tumbled in their bodies in their horrified eyes, smashed their internal organs into pieces, and then hit them behind their backs.
The explosion caused a huge wound.
The weak ones were even blown away by the impact of the bullets like broken sacks, and fell to the ground not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
After one salvo, more than twenty soul masters fell down. The smells of death and blood, gunpowder smoke and steel all mixed together. Taking a breath, your stomach felt like it was overturned and you wanted to vomit.
Friends who had been friends for many years died on the battlefield, and many people were red-eyed. Soul masters were mostly loyal and affectionate people, so when faced with the death of their comrades, they roared and rushed towards the skirmishing line.
It sounds nice to say that you value love and righteousness, but in Cheng Ying's eyes, it is unorganized and undisciplined, with no fire cover and no bunkers. Even if you are the king of special forces, attacking the position is asking for death.
Bullets and muskets have made the battlefield less legendary and romantic. There is no longer a cavalry that can defeat a thousand, there is no longer a savior riding alone, and if you kill seven in and seven out in the chaos of the army, you will be shot into a sieve.
Some people didn't realize that times had changed, but some people realized that the genius control soul masters who were best at team command immediately commanded the defense soul masters to be at the front.
The bullet hit the shield or the petrified skin, causing sparks to fly. One of the soul masters' soul was the famous Diamond Mammoth, a top-notch defensive soul with four defensive soul skills added to it.
He actually completely ignored the hail of bullets, and the bullets could only leave white scratches on his body.
He glanced disdainfully at the other soul masters behind him, and rushed towards the infantry position with a roar like a tank. The other soul masters also formed formations and hid behind the defensive soul masters, and quickly rushed towards the battle line.
Just as the Diamond Mammoth Soul Masters were about to break into the position and kill them, they saw the artillery line slowly retreating, throwing black iron balls from behind and hitting the Soul Masters who were assaulting the artillery position.
In fact, what they did was not a raid at all, it could only be said to be a force attack. They looked down on ordinary people's troops, so they didn't take them to heart. What's the difference between a raid and a force attack? Not all of them dispersed in a hurry, but
Now it's completely different.
With the warning from the previous musket, the dark iron lump also forced the soul masters to pay attention. Although there was no soul power fluctuation in that thing, the bullet also had no soul power fluctuation, so it could not kill people.
Facing the oncoming iron lumps, most people chose to dodge, and a few chose to defend. Only the Diamond Mammoth Spirit Master relied on his invulnerable body to avoid a large number of grenades.
He was the most eye-catching person on the battlefield. Not to mention his five soul rings, he was also the largest in size. More than a dozen grenades were directed at him, and they made a clanking sound like metal collisions when they hit him.
"Haha! What a crappy thing, it doesn't hurt or itch! It's not as powerful as the iron peanut you had before!" I saw him laughing and grabbed a grenade. I wanted to crush it, but I didn't want to make a loud noise.
, the grenade exploded.
Cheng Ying, who was watching this scene with a telescope from a distance, felt his teeth aching: "It hurts just looking at it!"
If you hold the grenade in your hand and detonate it, even the titanium alloy hand will be blown to pieces! Chengying heard the scream from so far away. It has to be said that the diamond mammoth's defense is indeed first-class, even if it is hit by
More than a dozen grenades were exploded at close range, only to be covered with metal fragments. The hand holding the grenade was blown away, and he was screaming in agony while covering his wrist.
Cheng Ying dubbed him from afar: "Ahhh! My king's power!"