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The bandits, however, didn't have such good equipment. They made up for it with skill, as their modified vehicles approached while firing at the Ursus people and the guards inside.

The whole scene was full of the wild charm of the American West, only lacking the classic cowboy hat and lasso. "Which side to attack first?"

"Ursus, and then the bandits!" The bandits are not the Ursus army. The latter may have received military orders and will not give up unless they have suffered serious damage. The bandits are different. They may retreat as soon as they realize that things are not going well.

"Let's go!" The thunderous sound of hooves rang out as knights chased after them from behind. Meanwhile, the Ursus were fighting the guards on the wagons. Their weapon stations had been taken over by grappling hooks, and they could only watch helplessly as the panting monster warhorses sped closer. The masked knights pulled out several Originium bombs from their saddlebags and threw them directly into the Ursus wagons.

"Boom!" An assault vehicle was destroyed, and its wreckage was pulled toward the train by the grappling hook, where it was then crushed into a pile of garbage by the train's traveling mechanism.

Upon discovering that these knights were using their own people's banner, the guards mustered their courage and fought back with all their might. Meanwhile, the bandits on the other side did not give up the fight. They climbed onto the back of the train and forcefully blew open the connecting parts, causing the last few carriages to detach. After that, they abandoned the pursuit.

They chose to grab what they could and leave, because none of the three parties would stay behind to deal with them and break away from their own people for the sake of these few carriages.

Although the profits were reduced by more than half compared to robbing the entire train, the danger was also reduced by more than half.

The Ursus retaliated with crossbows and siege crossbows, but the knights were not to be outdone. They had prepared enough homemade bombs and muskets. At close range, the magical jets fired from the ignited muskets were enough to penetrate the thin armor and protective gear of the Ursus. Vehicles were constantly forced to break away, and soon this small Ursus raiding force suffered heavy losses in the encirclement.

"Where on earth did these Kazimierz knights come from?!" The Ursus commander was forced to order a retreat. The tactics of these masked, unfamiliar knights were completely different from the foolish Kazimierz knights he had encountered before.

To put it bluntly, they had absolutely no chivalry or honor. But no matter how shameless their tactics were, they were effective on the battlefield, a hundred times more troublesome than those rigid Kazimierz knights.

"Prepare to jump!" Lin Guang whistled, and then these skilled young noble cavalrymen cheered as they jumped directly from their horses onto the carriage, quickly rushing inside using the external ladders and handrails.

The guards didn't even have time to react, after all, these reinforcements had just helped repel the Ursus people and were still trying to communicate with their commander, "Occupy the front of the vehicle!"

Faced with these "reinforcements" who had suddenly changed their appearance, the unsuspecting guards were routed.

For these young noblemen, this activity was incredibly interesting. Compared to the rigid rules at home, these unconventional tactics and fighting styles gave them a unique sense of novelty and excitement.

"Boss, the locomotive is under control." After studying the system for a few minutes, the technicians in the team found the braking system. Then, the braking systems of all the carriages were activated, and the entire train slowly came to a stop in the wilderness.

"Notify the transport team to come and move the goods. Clerk, take inventory of the supplies and make a list!"

"What should we do with these prisoners?" The train staff and guards were being watched over by several knights. Although their insignia and faces were covered, their armor was undeniably fake. Such fine armor was so well-made that no one would believe it wasn't made by a regular army! "Take them all away. After screening, some will be incorporated into the support team, and the rest can be released."

"Release them?"

“This is the wilderness; it’s their business if they want to walk to the city.”

Lin Guang said coldly that, under these circumstances, the only option for these guards and train staff was to join her.

Even if he walked back, he would only be hanged by the nobles. What else could they do? Nobles have their own rules. They wouldn't make things difficult for these young masters from families they obviously didn't know. But someone had to be responsible for this. Who else could it be but himself?

Two hours later, a convoy of trucks arrived. These trucks were obtained through the Linguang family's connections in the military, some were stolen from the Ursus people, and most were sent by my uncle. Heaven knows where he got so many Ursus-style trucks.

"How's the inventory of supplies going?" Maria wasn't allowed to participate in the operation and could only wait with the support troops until Nearl finished before coming over.

"I've counted some of them, here you go!" Nearl shoved a bottle into Maria's arms. Maria looked confused, glanced down at the label on the bottle, then opened the Sniffer and showed a surprised expression, which then turned into extreme anger.

"Be careful, this is an 'imported bomb'." The clerk in charge of the inventory was not a nobleman, but the warehouse manager of a factory.

He was fired from the factory because the Ursus people robbed his warehouse, and he joined Nearl's side out of sheer desperation at being unemployed and anger towards Ursus.

As members of the lower and middle classes, they had little respect or awe for the nobles and merchants.

Besides, there are quite a few nobles in Linguang, and those who still put on airs have long been crushed by her.

"Imported bombs?" Maria's face instantly turned to astonishment. "Damn it, I knew that bastard was passing the buck and refusing to give us proper bombs, forcing me to nervously have a bunch of farmers make homemade bombs. And after all that, the bombs have turned into this!"

What was delivered under the guise of imported bombs was top-quality Syracuse red wine. With the discerning taste required of a noble lady, Maria could even determine that it had been aged in wooden barrels for two or three years.

"Syracuse in the summer, not bad, those city cowards are eating well."

Even these noble children maintained a strong aristocratic style, such as having their own tents in the camp, dedicated armorers and weapon caregivers, and some wealthy individuals even having their own private chefs.

However, due to the shortage of supplies caused by the war, it's hard to say that these knights ate much better than others.

As a result, those good-for-nothings hiding in the city were able to drink fine summer red wine, which made the radical noble sons and impoverished nobles, who already looked down on those guys, quite angry.

What should we do with these bottles of wine?

"Take it all with you and distill it." Distilling to obtain alcohol is a bit wasteful, but since it's free, it's not a big problem.

In fact, that's exactly what the guy who first discovered alcohol did. So, alcohol was originally called "water of life" and was considered a medicine.

Aside from the alcohol, the bulk of the money came from other things: a portion of the weapons and armor imported from Kazdel, as well as various kinds of food and crossbow bolts.

Kazdel packed up all the captured Letanian rapid-fire crossbows and sold them at a very low price.

In addition, maintenance tools and arrows were ordered at a price advantage of nearly 50% lower than those in Victoria.

Even Letania itself hesitated to order crossbows and ammunition from Kazdel for use on the Ursus front, since they were indeed faster and cheaper to produce than their own military factories.

These high-precision rapid-fire crossbows from Letania are "good stuff" except for their extremely high ammo consumption; their firing rate of 0.7 rounds per second is relatively slow for a ranged weapon.

However, its accuracy and range more than make up for this shortcoming. When combined with magical arrows, its power is not much lower than that of a gun. A magazine contains 10 arrows, which can effectively make up for the firepower problem for cavalry. It's just that this kind of fully automatic weapon consumes a lot of ammunition.

Putting aside the price of a box of those steel crossbow bolts, even with that weight, soldiers couldn't possibly carry too many spares. Overall, they're still inferior to Kazdel's Snow Rabbit rifle and other firearms.

"Three boxes of firearms. Is there anyone here who knows how to use firearms?" These were also captured products from Kazdel, Lateran firearms that had only been thrown on the ground once. "There are also quite a few etched bullets, all of which are Sarkaz imitations."

To be precise, it was Lao Xia who copied it. After obtaining the sample of the etching bullet, Lao Xia began to work on solving the problem of its production volume.

With the advent of wet-component industrial systems, etched ammunition transitioned from manual production to automated mechanical production, coupled with the availability of inexpensive Originium. Soon, etched ammunition produced in Kazdel dominated the global firearms ammunition market with its astonishingly low price.

The drawback is that Lao Xia doesn't plan to process overly complex etched projectile bases. After all, for automated production, the simpler the product, the more ideal the cost and efficiency. Therefore, the etched projectiles produced are the most basic "impact projectiles" and "incendiary projectiles".

The former is a kinetic attack; after being launched, the warhead will continuously accelerate until its energy is exhausted. The latter will cause a small-scale high-temperature explosion upon impact.

As for the fancy ammunition from Lateran, there's no need to replicate it; war is all about quantity! Almost everyone who's used it says that these cartridge ammunition have a ton of flaws.

For example, using the cheapest packaging casing results in a short shelf life of only six months, after which the power will begin to decline exponentially.

Using the lowest quality synthetic jade base material results in about a 5% chance of a malfunctioning projectile when fired, meaning it loses its function after only a few meters, leaving only kinetic energy damage similar to a slingshot.

There are fewer types of ammunition, and none of the fancy special ammunition found in Laterano, such as the kind that transforms into a firebird, leaving a burning trail along its path before exploding at the end, or the kind with timed explosions, depth-controlled explosions, and other special effects.

The accuracy is also low. The reason for the low accuracy is that the synthetic jade used as primer is all of poor quality. The center of mass and the direction of propulsion cannot be aligned with the axis at all. As a result, when sniping is needed, it is necessary to pick out the good quality pieces one by one.

It has so many drawbacks, but it only needs one advantage—it's cheap.

The price of one genuine etched bullet can buy two boxes of these counterfeit etched bullets, each box containing 50 bullets.

If you buy a Christmas family bucket of 500 units, you can get a 15% discount. The reason it's called a Christmas family bucket is that Terrans believe it's a reference to the Lateran Pope.

Actually, no. It's because the bucket is red with white joints and bottom, resembling Santa Claus's attire, that's why Lao Xia calls it the Christmas Family Bucket.

Why is it called a "family bucket"? One reason is that it can be used by your whole family, and another is that it can easily wipe out your entire family and still have some left over.

No matter how many drawbacks there are, they can't outweigh the fact that this thing is cheap and plentiful. Low accuracy is not a problem. Once the trigger is pulled, no one cares if one or two shots are duds when firing at full speed. Short storage time is also not a problem. The Leitanian frontline soldiers who are used to this kind of good thing will not keep it for six months. They usually just turn the gun into full automatic mode and start spraying bullets!

Even without special ammunition, it's not a problem. With a barrage of impact and incendiary rounds, there's no need for anything fancy. As for special operations, there's naturally no need to buy such cheap ammunition.

"Here you go, the Lateran-made firearm you've always wanted, and ammunition made in Kazdel." Nearl tossed Maria a firearm resembling a UMP45, along with a large box of etched ammunition.

"Let me see!" Maria hurriedly opened the packaging box. From the appearance alone, these etched bullets showed no signs of being poorly made. The copper-plated steel shells were shiny and the rose-colored synthetic jade trigger points on the bottom looked very neat and uniform. However, after looking at them in the sunlight for a while, she discovered that some of them had obvious cracks inside.

"This is such a shoddy job; the way it's made is simply suffocating..."

Maria complained that the poor quality wasn't due to processing technology, but rather because the lowest-grade materials were used and the quality standards were forcibly lowered.

In parts that don't involve expensive materials or where cutting corners is impossible, both the metal bullets and the internal magic cores are exquisitely crafted, resembling works of art. A box of 50 bullets is almost indistinguishable from one another.

However, when it came to the primer and the filling Originium powder, it was extremely difficult. The substrate for etching circuits would crack from time to time. It's a wonder they did polishing and plating protection. With that effort, couldn't they have used better etching materials?

As for the circuits, the etching precision was very high, but the etched circuits were the most basic and simplest. In fact, almost half of the substrate was not etched. As for the problem that the center of the circuit was often not even in the center of the circle, Maria didn't even want to complain.

"The process has at least 99% room for improvement..."

"So you think you can improve?"

"It definitely can..."

"What about the cost?" Nearl asked after thinking for a moment.

Maria's face immediately fell. If you were to buy these inferior synthetic jade scraps from a factory, you'd probably be paid by the sackful. But if you were to exchange them for genuine, high-quality synthetic jade, a single piece of pure Originium would be enough to buy a small box. Even if it were 100% processed with zero waste, the primer material alone from a single etching bullet would fetch 28-35 LMD.

This is also the source of Dobermann's panic when Jessica used her snack money to buy etching bullets. A box of etching bullets is 800 rounds per box according to Laterano's packaging standards. Even if there are 0 scraps, the cost of the primer alone is 16000 LMD based on the wholesale purchase price of synthetic jade of 20 LMD.

Then consider the crafting cost of the spell core, the price of the highest grade one that can accommodate advanced etched circuits, not even considering the cost of reverse engineering the advanced etched circuits from the original Laterano etched bullets...

"I'm sorry, sister." Maria decisively abandoned the plan to improve it. There was 99% room for optimization, but any optimization or improvement would increase the cost by dozens of times.

"Wait a minute, if that's the case, wow, those Sarkaz really know how to make money!"

Although we don't know their scrap rate, even if it's twice as high as Laterano's, the profit margin of this seemingly cheap and high-volume product is still more than twenty times that of Laterano.

"The factory price of this thing is definitely no more than 50 cents in LMD!" Actually, it's 40 cents. "And then how much do they sell it for?"

"Retail price is 2 Lungmen Dollars, wholesale price is 1.8, and bulk price is 1.7." Lin Guang knew a little about the prices of weapons.

"Quickly four times the profit..." In terms of arms, it's really nothing, even a fair price for honest people, but ammunition is something that's sold in large quantities, so four times the profit is terrifying.

"Boss, it's installed..."

"Evacuate!"

"Won't the car explode?"

"No, leave it to them, let's go!" After loading the supplies, Lin Guang and his group quickly left the scene of the looting.

Chapter 82 The Battle of Qasimir Begins

Chapter 82

In eastern Kazimierz, at the Light Camp, dozens of trucks and various support vehicles formed a circle, with the pitifully small camp of the Light Knights in the center. Small as it was, it had everything it needed, including a canteen and field kitchen built with cloth and steel pipes, and a field hospital, armory, and maintenance station built with towed caravans.

Since winter is still a long way off, tents are enough for the barracks, but they will need to be replaced with something else in a few months.

Otherwise, in the freezing cold, living in thin tents would likely cause quite serious non-combat casualties.

There was no pay for the troops, and Linguang couldn't afford to pay them either. The military expenses mainly came from the rations brought by the participants, and the operating costs were covered by the meager income from selling spoils of war and the small amount of property owned by Linguang.

Therefore, in a very strange way, officers and soldiers were successfully integrated in this army.

Although the cavalrymen born into noble families had their own cooks and professional servants, they all received the same supplies.

Military pay was also exactly zero, and they even had to subsidize it out of their own pockets.

If they can subsidize it out of their own pockets, then the fighting spirit of this army is quite strong, which shows that the people here are not fighting for money.

The train supplies stolen by the imposters have been registered and cataloged. The luxury goods and less useful items were handed over to Maria, who was in charge of selling them, to be sold through black market merchants and the speculators accompanying the army, turning them into much-needed military rations, equipment, vehicle spare parts, and so on.

The acquired weapons were distributed to the newly recruited villagers. Manna sent some of the villagers who could not be settled or who could not follow him to Nearl. These survivors, whose villages had been burned or massacred by Ursus, all harbored deep-seated hatred and trained very hard.

The real problem isn't getting them to take up arms, but rather getting them to understand military commands so they don't just rush in and fight to the death at the sight of Ursus people.