The grenades that rolled down the city wall during the rainstorm fell into the muddy water under the city wall, but fortunately there was no explosion, but this small episode directly led to the "break" of the grenade projectile in front. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info Taking advantage of the grenade explosion, the enemy under the city has already broken through to a radius of thirty meters.

"Free fire! Free Fire! The platoon commanders had already drawn their pistols from their waists, brandished them and yelled at the soldiers. The soldiers had also given up on aiming and shooting altogether, and were simply mechanically reloading and firing into the crowd below, which was pouring towards the walls like a flood.

The height of the city wall is only about six meters after adding the ditch outside the wall, and the wooden fort is a little shorter, only a little more than four meters. In terms of the speed at which these Annan soldiers filled the three trenches with their corpses, it was not an insurmountable natural danger at all, not to mention that more than a dozen cloud ladders could be seen looming in the crowd in the distance, if the enemy could not be quickly defeated, then it was not impossible for the enemy to rush to the city and occupy Shabak.

When it comes to fighting in peacetime, the troops of the Senate basically suppress and inflict a large number of casualties on the enemy at range through long-range fire, and if the enemy's will to fight is not resolute, they will often break up before approaching 300 meters. During the pre-battle discussions, the patriarchs were full of calculations and estimated that the attack should collapse at a distance of 200 to 100 meters, but this unexpected rainstorm and the typhoon that had just begun to rage greatly limited the efficiency of the firepower output on Shabak City, and also affected the accuracy of fire, and the enemy below took advantage of this opportunity to quickly approach the city wall.

The fighting will of the enemy below also surprised the elders of the city, even if the number of grenades thrown before was far more than in the defense of Champa Port, the explosive power was much stronger, and the killing efficiency of the enemy below was far higher than that of the Nanban soldiers under Champa Port. But these Annan soldiers, who had been despised by the patriarchs before, rushed up with such heavy casualties, which inevitably made the veterans and soldiers above a little drumming in their hearts.

Qian Longzhou's legs are now trembling slightly, even if his eyesight is not very good, he can clearly see the enemy who is still rushing forward about thirty meters below the city, they are holding spears and short knives in their hands, wearing tattered clothes full of muddy water, and some are directly naked, one by one grinning loudly and roaring towards the artillery fire.

"How high is the casualty rate?" There was an elder talking next to him, and he could hear that he was very nervous, and his voice began to become a lot sharper, and an old man on the side was using SKS to quickly empty a magazine, turned his head and replied, "I don't know, I think the one who walked in front at the beginning should have died." ”

"Isn't that more than ninety percent casualty rate?" "yes!" "How so? Doesn't it mean that the casualty rate of the ancient army exceeded 10%, and those who could still have combat effectiveness were already strong armies? "That's right!" "What the hell is such an army?" The voices of the elders who spoke began to become sharper and sharper, and there was a hint of trembling.

"What the hell is that?" The veteran who was holding the gun quickly unloaded the magazine of the SKS, replaced it with a new magazine for the AK, and looked at the man, "Today we and they only have one side to win!" If you don't want to die, talk less and shoot more! As he spoke, he wiped a handful of rain from his face and began to pull the trigger on the crowd again.

"Grenade! Throw grenades! Following the orders of the platoon commanders, the Foreign Legion soldiers removed the grenades carried by each person from their waists, tore the grease and moisture-proof paper on them, pulled the fire cord directly, and then threw the smoking grenades in their hands one after another.

The soldiers of the South Bank Army below had already been killed and injured by the rain of grenades before, and now seeing these grenades falling like rain in the crowd, they couldn't help crying and wanting to retreat, but where could they retreat? Behind him was a dense crowd, and there was nowhere to retreat, so he could only be pushed forward. With the sound of grenade explosions one after another, the foot soldiers who rushed to the front experienced the sorrow of rolling in hell again, and at least three or four hundred people were knocked to the ground by the shrapnel and air currents of the explosion. This time the grenade rain achieved a better effect than the previous two times, and it directly slowed down the enemy's attack for almost five seconds, but as the people behind were pushing desperately, the Annan soldiers in the front had to push forward again.

Li Yuan was now standing in front of the machine-gun firing position, which had been pinned on by the Joint Chiefs of Staff before the war. You must know that the machine guns originally deployed in Shabak are only one-third of the existing number, and during the discussion of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, both the veteran chief of staff and the chief of staff Maruyama unanimously felt that such a luxurious configuration was not to mention dealing with a maximum of 10,000 people to carry out a large-scale attack of 10,000 people, even if 100,000 people stood here, the machine guns were enough to wipe them out, not to mention that there were smoothbore cannons on the city walls and hexagonal cannons that were almost used as snipers.

But everything is different, the casualties of these enemies in front of them definitely exceed the casualty collapse ratio proposed in the big library, although the enemy in front of them is jumping under the huge casualty ratio, but there is no sign of collapse at all, how long can the enemy hold out? It's already thirty meters! If you get closer, you will start attacking the city walls directly.

"Fire!" Li Zhen was already sweating profusely, but there was a heavy rain on his head, and he couldn't see it at all, and the roar of smoothbore cannons broke out on the city wall again, and the shotgun shot at the front enemy like a fairy scattering flowers, as if stepping on a foot on the snow, and a group of people immediately fell down in the crowd, and the grenades and shotguns combined to make the people within the first five meters of the crowd either dead or injured, and the distance between the two sides was a little farther away, but ...... That's the last thing that can be done. The shotgunners on the city walls also shoot at the crowd with their shotguns, but it still takes time to reload, and during this time, the enemy will take a few steps forward, and the distance of these few steps is no longer possible to open up with another shot.

"Call for reinforcements?" Someone next to him began to lose his footing, and leaned over to Qian Longzhou's side and said, Qian Longzhou glanced at him fiercely, "Why?" The Foreign Legion is worse than other units? We can't defend Fort Foreign Legion? Qian Longzhou felt very bad about Shabak's name, and he had always been reluctant to call Shabak, preferring to call Fort Foreign Legion. Qian Longzhou raised his arms and shouted, "We haven't fought the enemy yet!" I don't believe our Foreign Legion can't stop these ants! ”

"That's right! Give them a taste of the power of the Foreign Legion! "Foreign Legion! Invincible! "Always loyal!" The soldiers next to him heard his chant and responded with their own chanting, "Defend Shabak!" Defend the Senate! Defend the port of Vostochny! ”

The chanting at the head of the city startled the enemy below by a step, but it was only one step, this kind of chanting in front of the formation had an obvious effect on boosting morale, but now that it was thirty meters in, it was too late to sharpen the spear in the battle, right? The Annan soldiers just lowered their heads and continued to rush forward, but soon a new wave of grenades fell into the crowd, this wave of grenades was more than the previous wave, the grenades that had just fallen under the city were picked up, and the "grenadiers" with good arm strength continuously pulled these grenades that had passed through the water and threw them out with force.

These grenades looked magnificent, and they generally fell among the Annan soldiers, but nearly thirty percent of them did not explode - although the weapons of the Senate were powerful, the waterproof effect was not good, not to mention the black gunpowder loaded, and the oiled paper in front of the fire cable was barely moisture-proof, but if it fell into the water, the probability of the fire pipe being fired would be reduced by at least two percent - but it also brought an unexpected result, the damp fire pipe would not explode after being pulled and burned, There is another possibility, which is to delay the explosion...... Many Annan soldiers below saw that the grenades that fell at their feet or smashed on the heads of the people next to them did not explode, and immediately shouted excitedly and rushed forward, but the people who followed behind them just caught up with the delayed explosion, and several pieces were immediately blown up in the middle of the crowd.

But even so, the Annan people below still rushed to the city quickly, and they stopped by the trench under the city wall - they couldn't use themselves to deal with the six-meter-high city wall, and the spears in their hands were only about two meters, even if they stood on tiptoe, they couldn't poke the red-clothed enemy soldiers on the city wall, not to mention the people attacking the city wall in the current pouring rain, even if they raised their heads to look at the city wall, they would inevitably see things clearly in the water, and they could only hold their bodies to block bullets.

"Shoot the arrows!" The officers shouted loudly from behind, and the archers drew arrows from their quivers, put them on their bows, and then released them without waiting for the officer's command.

Compared to the previous salvo of bows and arrows, although this shot was not a salvo, since the archer column had reached fifty meters closer, their position was relatively far behind, and the soldiers on the city wall did not care about attacking them, so they had plenty of time to aim and shoot. Fifty meters was the distance the archers could reach, so the effect of this shot was far better than the previous one, and most of the arrows landed near the city walls.

The arrows were completely covered by the raindrops the size of soybeans in the sky, and the Foreign Legion soldiers who could not see the arrows did not know that they were flying, and often did not know that the other party had shot an arrow until they were shot.

"Oops!" "Be careful!" "Cold Arrow!" The roar of the heavy rain was mixed with exclamations, rising and falling on the city walls, "Medic! "Come and save me!" "The squad leader is injured!"

The medics scrambled across the city walls, surrounded by stretchers of militia, who scrambled to carry the wounded from the arrows onto the stretchers and to the ambulance station.

More than 20 soldiers were wounded in this bow and arrow shooting just now, and five people were shot to the vital point, and they were killed before they could be rescued. Peng Jian felt that his head was suddenly a lot bigger, many wounded soldiers around him were screaming, and the trainee military doctors in white coats were busy directing the militia around them to also hurriedly hold down the struggling wounded soldiers.

"Alcohol!" Peng Jian stretched out his hand to the back, a militiaman trembled with his hands and feet, picked up a bottle of alcohol and handed it over, but his hand couldn't put it in Peng Jian's hand twice, and the last time he heard the roar of the artillery on the city, he couldn't help but slip his hand in shock, and directly dropped the glass bottle on the ground. Although there was no brick paving on the ground in Shabak City, let alone a large-scale hardened floor, and the glass bottles that fell on the ground were not damaged, the alcohol flowed all over the ground. "Meow a mi! It's all wasted! Peng Jian wanted to lose his temper, but the wounded soldier in front of him struggled again, and he didn't care about blaming the militiaman, so he hurriedly held down the wounded soldier and stretched out his hand again, "What are you panicking about?" Take a deep breath! Grab another bottle of alcohol! ”

Peng Jian, who took the alcohol, carefully cleaned the wound and checked it again, most of these arrows have no arrows, and most of the arrows with arrows are stone arrows, with limited lethality, often straight in and out, and will not cause any big damage.

Wang Xiaojing was already shooting at the crowd below with her pistol, and although she struggled to control a large pistol like Glock, the Military Industry Committee provided a magical accessory for women to use this gun - a detachable butt. The Glock pistol is a European-style weapon, the size is a little surprisingly large compared to the size of Asians, and for the female senators, this pistol is no less difficult to use than a submachine gun, and they have proposed to the Military Industry Committee to improve the Glock pistol to increase the controllability of the pistol.

This incident made Lin Shenhe scratch his head for a while, this gun can be regarded as a classic in the history of weapons, basically nothing has been changed, and now it is a bit difficult to improve this pistol with the existing technical conditions. This problem was solved by Xiao Jing's words - "When a girl holds this gun, she feels like she is holding a Mauser pistol, and if you add a butt to the back, you can use it as a carbine." So Lin Shenhe asked Xiao Jing to pour a batch of wood from the lumber mill and make a batch of wooden holsters. The holster can be mounted in the pistol grip position when firing, allowing for shoulder-to-shoulder shooting with this "carbine Glock". Although the length of the whole gun has been more than doubled, the shooting has stabilized a lot after the stock has been added, and the female patriarchs who are afraid of the bullet casing jumping in the face or jumping into the clothes no longer have to worry about this problem, it is impossible to burn themselves so far away. The Glock pistol is much easier to aim and hold after adding the butt, not only can it shoot accurately at targets within 100 meters, but it can also be used as a submachine gun to improve the accuracy of continuous fire. Now Wang Xiaojing is holding the "Carbine Glock" in his hand to shoot at the enemy under the city, as the bullet casings pop out one by one, the direction pointed by the muzzle of the gun is falling to the ground one after another.

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