Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 101 Chapter 101

Among Tang Mo's more than 600 people, about 70 people were forced together. These 100 people basically have no formal training, and they are almost "death squads" bought with money.

It's not appropriate to say it's a death squad, because they don't dare to fight to the death. Even when Tang Mo recruited them, he didn't say that they were sent to die.

He recruited handymen, grooms, cooks and porters.In short, these people have no fighting power.

In addition, in order to train his direct descendants, he also brought out a youth class with about 40 people. These children also have no combat effectiveness.

They have only received semi-military training. They have undergone shooting training on the way here, and their combat effectiveness is about zero.

This part of the boy scouts did not fight with the regular troops. They followed the artillery unit, learned how to operate the artillery, and observed the atmosphere of the war to get used to it.

In fact, the commanders of these children's combat platoons are elected by the parents of the students.The purpose of their coming here was not to fight, but to supervise Tang Mo and prevent these children from being abandoned on the battlefield at critical moments.

It is obviously unrealistic to expect these children to fight, so Tang Mo can really fight, only a few dozen artillerymen, three infantry companies that have been carefully trained and seen blood, 40 cavalry and some elite hunters.

So, to be precise, this army has only more than 500 people at full strength, and even dozens of artillery loaders who are almost make up for it may not be enough for 500 people.

Such a force had only arrived at Sanchakou a few hours ago, and the artillery had not had time to conduct on-site surveys, nor had they had time to test fire.

In terms of weapons, they do have the most advanced artillery and rifles in the world, but before weapons, they are just recruits.

This is also the reason why they will shoot a salvo when they fire for the first time, and it is also the reason why the first salvo is missed.

Standing on the artillery position, Redman yelled at several shame-faced officers angrily, pointing to the black smoke rising in the distance and shouting: "It's so far away, can you miss it?"

He wanted to kick it over, and asked through gritted teeth: "Aren't you bragging, saying that you can hit more than 3 kilometers? Blow!"

That's 6 shells!Do you know how much that shell costs?Tang Mo bragged to them when he was on the road, saying that these artillerymen are all baby bumps, hard-won golden eggs!
According to the valuation calculation, because these artillery pieces are only trial production and have not yet been mass-produced, the materials are also laboriously melted and then recast, so the price of each one is sky-high.

The unit price of a cannon is 300 gold coins. According to the previous count of the Lord Earl of North Ridge, he could only buy five if he went bankrupt, but Tang Mo is now equipped with six.

The fuze of each shell was hand-crafted by Matthews and other senior skilled workers, and the fuzes of more than a dozen of them were assembled by Tang Mo himself—this kind of thing is very delicate, and the cost of a fuze is 3 More than gold coins.

This is not counting the projectile body of the shell, and the cost of primer and propellant.Even if Tang Mo got the cost price, these shells can never be said to be cheap.

What's more terrible is that these shells are not easy to make. If it weren't for the obvious disadvantages in the outbreak of war, Tang Mo would not want to reveal that he has such a level of killer at this time.

Several artillery commanders were scolded, and they were all ashamed. They also knew how expensive the weapons in their hands were, but they missed all the expensive things, which really made them blush.

On the other side, Redman was still pointing at the black smoke from the explosion in the distance and yelled: "I trust you so much! I'll let you shoot a volley when I come up! What's the result! Show me! What the fuck!" Missed!"

In fact, the reason why he yelled so loudly was because he was frightened by this weapon.Before that, he had never heard of a...cannon that could be fired and explode...

The shock that this thing gave him was too great, so big that even if this thing was a weapon he commanded, he couldn't help being afraid and awed.

According to Tang Mo's words, this thing is the God of War, the "truth" of the future, the voice of reasoning, and the most vicious tone of cursing.

Therefore, involuntarily, Redman felt even more distressed, because history is destined to record today's rich and colorful strokes, and he will also "go down in history" with the 6 shells that were blown away.

Obviously, he will be known to everyone in a shameful way: the first time a human breech-loading gun was put into actual combat, the first time it fired without a hit, the commander... stupid pig Redman.

Thinking of this, he became even more annoyed. He poked his fingers in the direction of the explosion: "Do you want some face? Do you want face?"

"Don't make a unified calculation! Separate calculations for each gun team! Check the parameters carefully! Fire separately! Don't miss it again!" In the end, in order to let them continue to fire quickly, Redman still ended his lecture: "Quickly ! Prepare for the second round of shelling!"

"Yes!" As soon as the nearest officer turned around, he saw the gunner standing next to the cannon he was in charge of, and shouted angrily, "What are you looking at? Correct it quickly! Quick!"

"Let the Boy Scouts do the math too! Don't make any more mistakes! Hurry up!" Another officer walked back to his cannon position, roaring in the same embarrassment and indignation.

Of course, apart from themselves, the other people who were taken aback were the Susas troops who had lined up to fight.

These Susas soldiers, who had not undergone too strict training, were frightened by the sudden explosion behind them.

Many people's first impression was that these explosions were explosives buried on the roadbed in advance, and this was one of the few ways they could reasonably explain the explosions.

After all, although there are flowering ammunition these days, let alone these recruits, even their commanders have never seen such a powerful flowering ammunition.

So these soldiers breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts: it's so dangerous, it must be the explosives planted by the enemy in advance, and they didn't detonate when they crossed the road just now, it must be the blessing of the gods.

Of course, they were actually blessed by the gods, because if the gods had not blessed them, the place where they were might have been covered by six howitzer shells.

"Boom!" When a Susas soldier finally came to his senses, looked away from the explosion on the roadbed, and looked behind him, he suddenly noticed two slender war chests of soldiers from North Ridge. Alignment is close at hand.

So, without waiting for the order, the panicked Suzas soldier pulled the trigger and fired a shot at the queue of Tang Mo's new barracks in the distance.

This shot also reminded more Susas soldiers of the fact that there were two rows of enemy soldiers walking towards them in neat steps.

"Don't fire! There's still a distance between them! Don't fire!" A Susas officer shouted loudly in the queue, holding his long sword, hoping to stop the flustered soldiers of his own side.

General Tuqi's confidant, who was standing in his position, had also come to his senses at this time.Now he simply judged his battlefield situation and found that the advantage was still in his hands.

On the one hand, although the enemy's artillery was a little weird, and those explosions made him uneasy, after all, this round of shelling has passed.

According to the theoretical loading speed, it may take a few minutes for the enemy cannons behind to fire again.

The opponent obviously had no experience in battle formation, and there was an obvious gap in the cooperation between infantry and artillery—their infantry was still on the way, and when the two sides approached, the opponent's second round of artillery might not be ready.

In addition, there was another point that gradually made him feel relieved-the idiot who commanded the infantry on the other side didn't seem to have much combat experience.

Under normal circumstances, the attacking team will be arranged in three rows, or simply use a square formation to directly attack, which can ensure the density of firepower, and also ensure that one's own soldiers will not collapse immediately due to losses.

Apparently the opponent's commander didn't realize this. The opponent only had two rows. Although it was two phalanxes, there were only two rows. It looked extremely thin.

Such a thin battle line can be pierced through with a single volley, and the opponent's formation will be completely disintegrated, and there will be no decent combat effectiveness at all.

With these two advantages, Tucci's confidants felt that he could still hold the front line.However, the explosion just now still made him a little flustered.

So, he grabbed a signal soldier beside him, and asked nervously: "Just now, where is the signal soldier sent to urge reinforcements? Have you set off? Have you sent the news to Mr. Tuqi?"

The messenger shook his head, he is not a god, how could he know where the colleague who set off first has arrived at this moment.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. That person may die halfway, may not find Tucci, or may have sprained his foot and lost his way...he knows where to go.

"You! Go immediately! Go quickly! Go and urge again! Tell General Tucci the situation here! Quickly! Go immediately!" He let go of his hand, and the messenger immediately turned around and ran back.

On the other side of the battlefield, Tang Mo, who was following the side of the team, stepped forward step by step. After seeing a puff of white smoke rising from the enemy's phalanx in the distance and a sharp gunshot, he didn't see anyone falling down. Down.

He breathed a sigh of relief and shouted loudly to encourage all the soldiers: "Hold on! Gentlemen! Our tenacity is like the steel of Northridge! Our blood can ignite the coals of Northridge!"

"This is our home! A home that no one can take away! Let these bastards taste what our Northridge bullets are like!" He waded through the weeds step by step, watching the opponent's phalanx getting closer.He chattered tirelessly, trying to relax himself as much as possible.

(End of this chapter)