Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 170 Chapter 170
Among the remaining soldiers, one finally came to his senses, turned around and wanted to run back, but in the process of turning around, blood was splashed behind him.

He stumbled and took two steps forward, then tripped over the corpse and landed on the body which was still warm.

Blood gushed out of the hole behind him like a spring, and the Cyric soldier who fell on the way to escape realized at this moment that he didn't seem to even see what the enemy looked like.

Throughout the battlefield, the few remaining soldiers scrambled and ran backwards. Because it was a moving target, the soldiers of the Datang security forces who fell silent had no intention of wasting their bullets.

After all, in less than 10 minutes just now, they had fired a full 3000 rounds of bullets, which was almost the amount of bullets consumed by two legions in one charge.

"What happened just now! Why did it suddenly jam?" Pulling the trigger, the shooter was checking his weapon in the bunker.

After all, the ammunition chain is made of canvas, and its reliability is not as high as imagined. In fact, the failure rate of this first-generation ammunition supply system is terrifying.

Tang Mo had always thought of replacing the canvas bullet chains with iron bullet chains, but the war had already arrived before this plan started.

The assistant shooter took out an ammunition belt from the ammunition box under his feet again, hung it on the weapon, checked it carefully, and then said: "This time it will be better, and it is estimated that it will not get stuck in a short time."

"Everyone is running away! What bad luck!" The shooter re-aimed, but saw that there was no life standing on the battlefield.

Cyric's offensive formation is three phalanxes advancing side by side, which happens to be a legion spreading out in front.They have already entered the periphery of Bunas, so they are ready for battle.

The carriages of the entire regiment were attached to the back, and the artillery was also marching, and it was still a few hundred meters away from the front line, so it was not attacked by machine gun fire.

What was lost was the three infantry phalanxes in front of the legion. These soldiers were slaughtered by the new automatic firearms in just 10 minutes.

More than 1000 soldiers were almost wiped out in 10 minutes, and probably less than 20 people fled back to the location of the supply troops.

The regiment commander who was with the supply troops was stunned to see his troops being massacred. He saw with his own eyes that three of his battalion captains were shot and fell to the ground, dying among the rebellious army.

What made him even more depressed was that all three battalion flags were thrown on the battlefield, and his army was basically completely finished.

"This, this is... this is witchcraft! It's magic!" The adjutant standing beside him on a horse was so surprised that he even stuttered.

There is no way, he really can't imagine that there can be such a terrifying weapon in this world, which can defeat a full army so easily!

"Enemy, enemy... yes, yes..." The head of the legion wanted to agree with his adjutant, and blamed the blame on magic and other bastard explanations. He opened his mouth, but in the end he was embarrassed to talk about magic and witchcraft. excuse.

"The orderly! The orderly! Quickly! Report what happened here to Lord Gies! Quickly!" After a long while, the legion commander finally regained some sense, and shouted to the orderly beside him.

With almost one tenth of the soldiers lying on the battlefield inexplicably, turning into cold corpses, the attack of the Cyric Consortium came to an abrupt stop.

The second legion came up about half an hour later, and assembled at a distance of about 800 meters from the machine gun position, neither advancing nor retreating.

"I said, are they provoking us?" Seeing the enemy's move through the binoculars, Wes sneered and asked Tang Mo who was standing beside him.

Tang Mo also put down his inaccurate spotting telescope, and replied with a half-hearted smile, "I don't know our reality, let the infantry stand in front, and prepare the cannons behind the infantry."

After losing a legion, it would be an idiot for Cyric to let a new legion rush up to die.

Geese is arrogant and insidious, and he is not stupid... After learning that Tang Mo has powerful methods, how to avoid such methods became something that Geese had to think about.

In the end, Cyric didn't have a good way to deal with it. He could only stabilize the front line first, and then honestly use artillery to test it.

In fact, Tang Mo guessed right. On Cyric's side, Geese was looking at the terrified surviving soldiers with a frosty face, trying to find out something from them.

The result disappointed him greatly. These soldiers were talking all over the place, and they didn't say anything useful or worth referring to.

A soldier nervously described his experience: "I heard continuous gunshots! Very fast! Then the person in front of me fell down! There was blood all around! There were screams..."

"The officers walking beside me had their heads smashed! I tried to hold him up, but there was only blood on my hands, blood all over my body." Another soldier followed suit.

Some people were gesticulating, and while gesticulating, they were talking about how a bullet flying head-on knocked a person's finger into the air.

There were also people who just stood there dumbfounded, looking at Gies with empty eyes, as if they had lost their souls.

Keith was a little annoyed. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation: one of his legion privates was defeated by the enemy, but he couldn't even see what the enemy looked like!

Just before Gith was full of anger and had no chance to vent, an officer hurried in and reported to Gith Hui: "My lord! According to your order, we have assembled the artillery of the five legions!"

Finally, when he got the news he wanted, the expression on Keith's face somewhat improved.He glanced at those incoherent rout soldiers, waved his hands in disgust, and ordered the people next to him: "Take them down!"

"Yes!" An officer immediately drove all the soldiers who were mentally disturbed out of the camp, and the whole camp suddenly seemed much empty.

Looking at the rest of the commanders, Geese forced a smile, clapped his hands and said calmly: "Okay...no matter what the enemy has, their range must not be high, otherwise, I will With so many soldiers at a distance of 800 meters, they should have opened fire long ago."

If those Cyric soldiers standing in the front row knew that the commander who ordered them to stand here was actually asking them to stand here to test the range of each other's weapons, their expressions would be very exciting.

After Gies waited for the news that the artillery assembly and erection had been completed, it seemed that his arrogance had finally returned to his body.

After all, the Datang Group's security forces are too small, and they will definitely not counterattack across the board at this time, so he is not worried that the other party will attack his artillery positions.

Frankly speaking, he is now relying on his own strength to play dirty here - anyway, the enemy is not strong enough to fight back, so I will fight slowly!

And Geese felt that he had enough shells, so he used the shells to investigate and find out what Tang Mo was really like.

So he ordered: "Let these fifty field guns fire! Bomb me! No matter where you suspect there is an enemy, fire me a cannon!"

"Obey! Your Excellency!" The officer in command of the artillery immediately turned around to deliver the order. This kind of thing must be raced against time.

At this time, Gies looked to the other side, named a general, and ordered: "Also, let Baron Stella's troops stand by! After 250 rounds are fired, his troops will start a tentative attack !"

In fact, Gies is not without worries. Although he is confident that he has an advantage in the number of artillery and shells, he does not think that his artillery is superior.

During the Battle of North Ridge, Earl Fischero revealed a new type of artillery, which was extremely powerful. Geese knew that this thing was a product of the Datang Group.

In order to prevent Tang Moshi from opening his mouth and blackmailing him with a new type of artillery, Cyric did not buy this type of artillery.

They got a C64 from Susas and studied it, because they couldn't handle the shells, and the imitation eventually fell through.

In short, Gies was very afraid of Tang Mo's artillery, so he didn't plan to concentrate artillery to compete with Datang Group at the beginning.

The cannons are assembled now because the Datang Group did not show the cannons, but used other new weapons first, which caught Geese by surprise.

According to Geese's current plan, after a few rounds of shelling, he would immediately press down on the infantry, so that Tang Mo had no chance to fire.

"Boom! Boom!" After more than ten minutes of silence, Cyric's cannon finally let out a roar, and one solid projectile after another hit the open space where no one could be seen.

In the eyes of the commanders of the Datang Group's security force, the other party was simply firing indiscriminately, without any purpose at all, and wasting shells completely.

A cannonball fell on the corpses that were too late to clean up, smashing the corpses to pieces, which looked spectacular and terrifying.

Another shell hit the flat ground, was bounced high, and rolled a long way before stopping in an open space.

The place where the shell hit was at least 20 meters away from the trenches of the Datang Group security forces.

Because today's field artillery has a flat trajectory and uses solid ammunition, the damage to trench fortifications does not exist at all.If they were hit and wounded like this, it could only be said that they were extremely unlucky.

This kind of unlucky degree is almost equivalent to walking on the road and suddenly being hit on the head by a falling object...

The soldiers of the security forces of the Datang Group hiding in the trenches, crouching in the trenches with their weapons in their hands, chewing on jerky, did not take this level of shelling seriously at all.

(End of this chapter)