My Third Empire

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The development of human history has promoted the progress of weapons and equipment. The appearance of the stone spear and stone axe has given mankind the first basic ability to truly face dangerous beasts, and also made humans stand out in the category of beasts.

Immediately afterwards, the emergence of metal smelting technology, such as bronzes, gave human civilization a more efficient way of killing. The sharp blades were free from the constraints of weapons in nature, and human warfare for the first time went into a wider field.

With the development of the civilized iron smelting industry in Rome and other Han dynasties, the farming countries had an overwhelming advantage over the surrounding barbarous grazing civilizations, so these farming civilizations began to expedite, decimate the country and destroy the seeds, and the war became more **** and cruel.

After the stirrup appeared, the iron smelting technology began to spread to the nomadic people. So in the past thousand years, the nomadic people have achieved a long-term suppression advantage over the farming people because of their strong bodies and good shooting. The mobility of the war has reached with the development of cavalry. The pinnacle of the cold weapon era.

Then, firearms finally appeared, and the era when humans collided with their bodies and strength officially ended. Long-range weapons such as bows and arrows were finally eliminated, and cavalry began to fall into the supporting role of war. Automatic weapons are beginning to appear. Humans can kill their own kind with unprecedented efficiency, killing enemies more and more gorgeously in order to spread their own meaning.

The reason why firearms can gradually replace other weapons and become the first choice for human warfare is because in the face of such weapons, everyone is equal. Unlike bows and arrows, women ’s bows and arrows are ultimately three points less powerful than men ’s. The bullets fired by a woman with a machine gun are no weaker than the ammunition fired by a man ’s fire, so the thermal weapon narrows the gap in the soldier ’s body. The smallest allows commanders to focus more on inspiring the morale and will of their army.

To put it simply, in the era of hot weapons, as long as an army dares to fight and believes that killing an opponent is the right choice, then the combat effectiveness of this army can be guaranteed.

For example, now, a tiger tank crushed on the edge of the foxhole, the heading machine gun in front of the car body is violently spraying its own tongue of fire, and a group of Soviet Red Army soldiers are screened. The shot was of a beautiful girl, with no trace of pity in her cold eyes, and the bullets shot were accurate and deadly.

From seeing people dare not to pull the trigger, until now they can use the machine gun to cut the life like the wheat and harvest the life opposite. This is a kind of progress, a kind of adaptation, war makes people defy conscience, defies life and eventually becomes a ruthless killer.

Alice didn't pull the trigger non-stop and shot the bullet in the machine gun. She aimed calmly, then pulled the trigger, fired a few bullets and then calmly aimed at the next target. Every time she fired, she was guaranteed to hit the target. Sometimes a single fire could kill more than a dozen enemy soldiers.

If it ’s not that the machine ’s voice is too noisy, if it ’s not because she would turn off her laryngophone during an attack, someone will hear her humming a song while pulling the trigger, a song from her own hometown Folk, but the lyrics are a bit uncivilized.

She changed the lyrics and hummed softly: "The great head flew from the sky, but I was punished because I didn't do my due diligence, and I was thrown on the battlefield to starve and use the number of murders to make up for the mistake! Machine gun x turns over this group of silly goods, this group of silly goods is really weak ... Ha ha ha, I use the machine gun to open fire non-stop, from killing people in the morning to sunset ... Ha ha ha, Ren and I have a promise , Hold on to your own destiny! "

With her a little out of tune singing, the machine gun roared out one round of bullets, which could be clearly seen in the sight. The tracer flew into the body of the Red Army soldier opposite, one shot flew his arm, the other shot big He flew his head. Then Alice adjusted the position of the muzzle again, pierced another person's stomach with a bullet, and the pulled intestines piled on the ground, looking a little out of place with the surrounding snow.

"Bang!" A bullet from an anti-tank gun hit the front armor of the Tiger tank, leaving a black shallow pit in the white camouflage paint. The number of anti-tank weapons equipped by the Soviet Red Army infantry was not Many (related to the huge number of them), and the performance is not too complimented.

For example, this type of anti-tank gun has a very amazing recoil and huge damage to the shooter. In most cases, it is impossible to fire continuously, and the anti-tank ability is very limited. It can deal with targets such as armored vehicles, against tiger tanks. This kind of tank is a bit weak.

In theory, this weapon should attack the side or rear of the tank, but in the face of dozens of tanks accompanied by grenadier attacks, Soviet infantry, who are not very experienced in anti-tank, can only take direct frontal shots to themselves Be bold. In fact, the range of individual anti-tank weapons is very close, and the specific combat performance can only be improved by the quality of the soldiers.

Alice ’s machine gun attack was very precise, so the Soviet Red Army anti-tank gun on the front could n’t get close to her tank, and could only fire early at a long distance. As a result, these attacks could only be left on the thick front armor of the Tiger tank. A small imprint simply cannot play its due role.

Behind the rolling wheels of the Tiger tank, a German grenadier pulled the safety ring of the grenade in his hand, and then threw the grenade into the trenches next to it, exploding with a bang, The shrapnel flew across the trench, and many Soviet soldiers crouched inside did not dare to look up.

The gunpowder formed by the explosion had not dispersed, and the German grenadier jumped into the trench with his companion behind him. With the g43 semi-automatic rifle in his hand, it was a shot, and the sound of the gun was heard clearly. The Soviet infantry, who was defeated in the distance, was shot in the back and fell into the trenches in a row, with a strange posture.

"Attack! Attack! Catch up!" A veteran grenadier emptied the magazine of his mp-44 assault rifle and shouted loudly while changing ammunition. Behind him, a German recruit with a rifle So he rushed up and stepped on an anti-infantry mine on the Soviet position without running a few steps, and instantly the whole person was shrouded in flames of explosion.

"God! Medic! Medic! Someone is injured!" The veteran watched in horror as the mine exploded not far away, in horror as the soldier was engulfed by the exploding air, yelling loudly, and then toward The direction of the explosion ran past. In the explosion of smoke and dust, a **** German soldier was still standing there.

"Sir! I ... seem to have stepped on ... the mines ..." The wounded soldier with blood on his face turned back and said in a faint tone. One of his legs had been blown out by a mine, but he was miraculously without serious injuries.

The Soviet Union has a large number of mines, but the quality is not guaranteed. A large number of small workshops are involved in the production of mines, which are a large amount of consumed items. Although the Soviet Red Army used more than hundreds of thousands of newly added mines, However, the quality requirements of these mines have been reduced accordingly.

Often, after the Germans stepped on a mine, the mine did not detonate, and there were also records that the soldiers who detonated the mine were only slightly injured because of the uneven arrangement of the shrapnel after the mine was hit. This time it was clear that the shrapnel still did not spread out according to the design to kill the target, but instead it shattered into several pieces that did not have the desired effect.

"Lie down! Child! You are injured! We have called you medical soldiers! They will be here soon! Don't worry, they will be here soon!" The veteran approached the injured soldier , Holding his arm, hoping to let him sit next to the trench and rest against the wall, but just reaching into the armpit of the wounded soldier, he felt a sticky liquid.

The wounded soldier was heavier than he appeared to be injured on the surface, and blood dripped down his arm to the ground, because the tactical vest was still intact, and he could not see where he was injured more. The veteran had to brace him and sit down, then shouted anxiously: "Medical soldier! Someone is injured here!"

The tiger tank had covered the other infantry soldiers over the trench and advanced at least 50 meters away. The "corpse" of a Soviet soldier not far away suddenly moved, and the dead Soviet Red Army climbed up. He wanted to run back, but he didn't notice that there was a German veteran looking at the injured comrades not far behind him.

The veteran picked up his mp-44 assault rifle, roughly aimed at the back of the Soviet Red Army with his eyes, and pulled the trigger. "Suddenly!" After a burst of fire, a beam of white smoke rose from the Soviet soldier's body, and then his hands made a surrender gesture to pounce forward, and finally fell to the ground and twisted, and stopped the activity.

At this time, a German medical **** supported his steel helmet and jumped into the trench. He carried a heavy medical backpack and carried another medical pouch with a red cross on his chest. Looking at the embarrassment when he jumped into the trench, he knew that the Soviets' counterattack firepower was actually very violent.

"Where was someone injured?" The medical guard shouted loudly after jumping into the trench, and then adjusted his posture to raise his head, only to find that there were only two German soldiers in the trench, as well as a local Corpse.

He smiled embarrassedly, then bent over to the wounded German soldier, squatted down, pulled out a pair of scissors from the backpack, cleverly closed his backpack, and then carefully I watched the German wounded soldiers sitting on the ground in front of me. While reaching out to deal with it, I reminded the German veterans around me: "If you don't mind, can you help me guard around? I don't want to die!"