Just three days ago, the first batch of weapons from the arsenal rolled off the production line, all AK47 series automatic weapons, including automatic carbines specially designed for foreign cavalry.

Because of its recent outstanding performance, He Jian's cavalry brigade was the first to be equipped with AK47 series automatic firearms produced by military factories.

The arrival of this batch of weapons made He Jian's combat effectiveness suddenly increase a lot, and they had an absolute advantage in long-range firepower.

In the past, although the carbine battle had a certain amount of damage to both sides, because the carbine was a single shot, the number of consecutive shots that could be fired within a few hundred meters was limited, and it was generally not fired a few times before it was in front of it, and the next thing was the saber battle.

But now it's different, as the latest automatic carbine gun developed by Mo Yanran's military industry group, while the size has been reduced to be able to be held with one hand, the ammunition capacity of the magazine has also been improved, and one magazine contains 60 bullets, which is enough for the cavalry to shoot until the hand-to-hand contact.

He Jian's cavalry regiment was also very happy to be able to obtain the first batch of the most advanced weapons produced by the arsenal, and they just wanted to find a team of devils to try it, but Shimizu Miki's cavalry squadron was sent to the door.

He Jian held the AK47 automatic carbine in one hand, and laughed excitedly while shooting, "Happy, this is so cool for his grandmother, brothers, kill me." ”

Behind him, the soldiers of the cavalry brigade were all automatic carbines, and their shots formed a dense network of fire, and the Japanese cavalry on the opposite side rolled over and landed.

That is, in about ten seconds, Shimizu Miki's cavalry fell more than thirty more.

"Cavalry squadron, charge." Although Shimizu Miki has already regretted it, but now that the war horse is sprinting with all its might, it is impossible to retreat backwards. Once stopped, there is only one result, that is, it becomes the target of others.

The devil's cavalry squadron knew that retreating was death, but it aroused their ferocity, and one by one they put away their horse guns, held their sabers high and shouted and rushed forward desperately, hoping to enter the white-knuckle battle as soon as possible.

"Captain, the devils want to fight with each other, should we also fight with them." Some soldiers saw that the devil had drawn his saber and his palms were a little itchy, so they shouted at their military commander.

"Stupid, our firepower is fierce, why are you stupid to fight with the devil, give me a fight to the death, and don't stop until the bullets are finished." He Jian pursed his mouth, roared, and combined the automatic carbine in his hand with a strafing shot, and the one that hit was called a ring.

In this way, the soldiers of the cavalry brigade also held automatic horse pistols and shot wildly, while covering and killing the devils on the opposite side.

In the blink of an eye, the devil was knocked down a lot.

"Cowards, you are not worthy to be called cavalry." Shimizu Miki was about to be mad, he brandished his saber, screaming as he charged.

He Jian smiled and raised the automatic horse pistol in his hand, "Boy, study hard, China has had cavalry archers since ancient times." ”

With a click, there was a sound of firing pins crashing into the air from the automatic carbine, and the bullets had already been fired.

"Looks like I'm going to give you a ride with a knife." He Jian grinned, inserted the automatic carbine into the strong holster on his waist, and then pulled out the saber with a brush, and rushed forward with a roar.

At this time, there were less than two hundred meters left on both sides, and the bullets of the fighters were almost gone, and one by one they drew their sabers and rushed forward with a roar.

There were only about forty people left in the devil's cavalry squadron, and most of the rest died under the AK47 series automatic carbines, and the remaining devils also came up with swords.

In a few breaths, the two sides collided together, and the battle began instantly.

This time, He Jian arrived at a cavalry squadron, one hundred and fifty people, and the shooting just now, there were four or five casualties, and the rest of the people were three times that of the devil, so this hedge, the devil suffered a big loss.

After the first wave of confrontations, half of the devils fell, and there were more than twenty left.

Turning the horse's head, He Jian waved his hand, letting the soldiers of the two squads stop and watch, and he led the first squad to pounce again.

One of Shimizu's arms had already been cut off by He Jian, and he tore off a piece of clothing and wrapped it, then gritted his teeth and brandished his saber and rushed up again.

"Kill!"

The fierce collision resumed, and the two sides fought again.

The severed limbs of the people in mid-air continued to fly, accompanied by the red blood, and the roars of the people.

Staggered, He Jian rushed out for dozens of meters, then stopped his war horse and turned around.

Shaking off the blood stains on the saber, after He Jian cut off Shimizu Miki's other arm with a knife just now, he also put down two devil cavalrymen.

This time, there were only six people left in the devil's cavalry squadron, and Shimizu Miki's two arms were all cut off, blood gushed out like a spring, and he sat on his horse with a pale face, staring at the god-like He Jian opposite.

"You're a great cavalryman, but I'm also a real cavalryman." Shimizu Miki's body shook twice, he asked the cavalry on the side to put a saber into his mouth, he bit the back of the knife with his teeth, and then clamped the horse's belly with his legs, urging the war horse, "Cavalry squadron, charge." ”

The remaining six devil cavalrymen shouted together, holding their sabers high and rushing forward, although they knew that there was no return, they still did not hesitate at all.

He Jian's saber was also raised, and he shouted in a low voice, "Cavalry, charge." ”

The distance of dozens of meters passed in an instant, and He Jian easily blocked the saber that Qing Shui Miki turned his head to row, and then with a slight twist of his wrist, his head flew up.

As the war horse swept by, He Jian rubbed the saber against the bloodstains, then inserted it into the scabbard and turned the horse's head around.

With a pop, Miki Shimizu's head landed on the ground from the air, rolling a few times before stopping, his mouth still clutching the saber.

On the battlefield, the soldiers of the He Jian Cavalry Brigade who were still riding on their horses were all put down, and the devils had all been put down in the battle just now.

Several soldiers jumped down from their horses, held automatic horse pistols and examined the corpses on the ground, and refilled the ones who were not dead, and in this way, the cavalry of a squadron of devils was completely wiped out.

He Jian looked at Shimizu Miki's head, then snorted lightly, and turned his horse to run in the direction he came, "As a cavalryman, you deserve respect, but as an aggressor, you are to blame and deserve it." ”

The cavalry squadron galloped away, and on this side of the grass, all that was left behind were the corpses of the devil cavalry squadron, as well as the war horses hovering beside the corpses.

In the field, the wailing of war horses echoed!

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