Chapter 13 of the Flying Dragon Chapter 13 (6)
"The fifth."
When Zhang Xinghua said this number like asking himself, the sun had gradually risen to the middle of the sky, and the shade of the tree that had originally covered him quickly retreated to a place ten zhang away behind him, but the young man who was facing the scorching sun did not feel half a minute of anxiety, and was engrossed in staring at the prey on the wall not far away. The number of probes decreases faster with the number he quotes, but there are still many lucky people who are trying their luck.
Lunch must have begun behind him, and there was a clamor from time to time in the strict queue, which was that the teams were returning to the camp in the forest to eat in turn. Zhang Xinghua was not worried about starvation, because he knew that the principal had already set aside a reward for him, not to mention that the principal himself was by his side at the moment, and more importantly, he was happy now.
No matter how good the shooting training in the military academy is, after all, it is only a wooden target, and even how many times he hits the heart is still a dead thing, no matter how many hits he has, it doesn't mean anything, but he finally won the appreciation of the chief with his own ability, and got this opportunity that others can't envy.
The first Su-17 rifle specially customized by Su Yuanlao, the body of less than ten catties is not heavy or light in his hand, and he has just taken advantage of it. At a distance of more than half a mile, it only took two calibration shots to accurately deliver a lead bullet into the body of an enemy with each subsequent shot. Now on the wooden gun, in addition to Su Yao's signature, there is also an additional word 'Zheng', which is the way of remembering merit taught by Shi Yuanlao, Zhang Xinghua likes it very much, and immediately used it on his gun.
The shiny black barrel was well-maintained, and a thick puff of white smoke erupted as each Baba warrior fell, not only marking the boy's exploits, but also adding a moment of coolness to the smoke as it rose.
In the interval when the smoke swirled and extinguished, the boy skillfully cleaned the barrel, filled the gunpowder fixed in the paper packet, put the lead bullet into the barrel, filled the fine threads on the bullet body with lard, and gently pushed it with a push lever, and the bullet could reach the innermost part of the barrel smoothly, and stick to the gunpowder tightly.
The boy then took aim again, and the moment he pulled the trigger with his fingertips, the air flow of the explosion stretched open the cork core embedded in the back seat of the lead bullet, and in an instant, the lead bullet could rotate along the rifling line in the best airtight environment and shoot accurately at the target a mile away.
Every three minutes of waiting, the loud sound that sounded on time always followed by the harvest of a life on the other side, like the roar of death, maintaining the pressure of inexplicable fear.
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Squatting behind the battlements of the wall, now he doesn't even have the courage to look.
He never understood how it was only a morning after he could get to such a situation, obviously the soldiers on his side had already prepared to stop, and the number was also superior, and the Lu division of more than 100 people on the other side did not even have decent armor, but at this time it was his own side that was suppressed on the wall, and there was only one one who fired on the opposite side.
However, basic reason told Tanjung Maya's owner that the sound was nothing more than a powerful firearm used by the shorthair on the other side, and the arquebus was not lacking in the hands of its own warriors, and it was the same sound of breaking through the air when it was fired.
But the musket in Shorthair's hand was too powerful, not only him, but many Tanjung Mayan warriors could see that the moment the smoke cleared, there was only one person shooting, and the other person standing next to him was holding a weapon in front of his eyes, and there were flashes of light from time to time, but he was not using a firearm. Although they were not close, the other shorthairs lined up a hundred paces behind the young man did not look like they were putting guns together, at least there was no smoke to be seen.
The method of restraint is not without it, in the interval when they are accustomed to the opponent's reloading, many people can already see that the short-haired only has a musket, and there is no armor, a distance of two hundred steps, a gap of three minutes is enough to rush in front of the opponent, under the scimitar of the Baba warrior, I believe that no matter how powerful the firearm is, it will not be able to resist a round.
It's just a pity that the Dudong River, which I originally thought I could rely on, has now become my own obstacle, and the thieves who have never come from the east can only look at the river and sigh under their own superior firepower, but when the advantage of firearms is reversed, I find that it is so passive.
One man, one gun, although the rate of fire is not much faster than that of the sons of the clan, the accuracy and range are really amazing. Separated by more than two hundred steps, it is common to see formations, although many of the soldiers in their own clan also fire at this distance, but they are all indiscriminately put their guns, and they are not accurate at all, like today, except for the first two times, every time the sound sounds, a shot must be put down one, it is too amazing.
On the opposite side of them, for Zhu Dazhao, who was standing beside Zhang Xing's avatar at the moment, such a result was not good enough. After all, even compared with the nineteenth century, the rifle in the hands of the young man at this moment has been optimized to a great extent, and in the next two hundred years, it is not an exaggeration to call it a militaristic weapon.
The gunpowder was packed in paper packs, and the lead bullets were specially designed, and the threads and animal fat of the bullet allowed the bullet to be easily fed into the chamber without the help of a wooden hammer, even in the mid-19th century, when the gun was first introduced to the battlefields around the world.
According to the original design, one shot in two minutes is too slow, and it should be able to reach about two rounds per minute to be qualified, but this young man's marksmanship is really accurate, and every result of his battle was confirmed by Zhu Dazhao in the telescope one by one.
What is missing is just some experience, Zhu Dazhao thought in his heart.
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The sound of gunfire from time to time became the best accompaniment to the meal, except for the birdsong, there was really no more sound in this remote wilderness in the south, and even the Dudong River in the west was only flowing quietly, making the traversers idle and painful.
Just in the forest behind the queue, less than three hundred meters away, the sun sparsely penetrated through the leaves, evenly scattered on a small open space that had not been opened up for a short time, and now it was a camp, everything according to the requirements of the infantry drill code, the sturdy marching tents were placed in clear layers, camping, cooking, commanding, all functions were readily available, and the thatched pit that was the farthest away was also clearly marked, and everything seemed so orderly.
The only thing that seemed out of place here was the dozen or so loggers who had been caught in the morning and held in the camp, confined to tents one by one, guarded by special personnel, and all the orderly behavior in the camp was a constant reminder not to try to escape, or to do anything that would make these shorthairs misjudge, for the consequences could be very serious.
Outside the forest, the team that was separated by a distance of more than 100 meters between Zhu Dazhao and Zhang Xinghua was dividing into several teams and taking turns to return to the camp to eat. Knowing the content of today's meal in advance, let the students look forward to the luncheon meat a little more, it is a kind of meat specially made by the chiefs, and the students who have heard it say that it melts in the mouth, and there is an indescribable fragrance, but since no one buys it from the store at the entrance of the school, such a taste has gradually become a legend.
Watching the cadets gobble, the two figures looked a little lonely at the other end of the camp.
With the camp, naturally the stove has already been dug and there is no need to cook on the boat. Although there was a delay in time, it couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the young people, and even the errand of sharing meals did not need to be supervised by the elders themselves, and the leaders of each team arranged it by themselves.
"Do you think the other side will surrender immediately?" Xiong Taibai asked Sbulan next to him worriedly, he had been worried that if it continued like this, the cannon he brought would be useless, and everyone had suffered a lot for this field cannon. In order to test the efficiency of the artillery carriage, along the way, the cadets of each team took turns to pull and follow the brigade, and the roads by the sea were potholes.
Sbran didn't care, "If you continue to fight like this, I'm afraid it won't last long." ”
Although until now, I haven't even shouted a serious word, and I don't know if the one who was put back at first told the truth in the stockade, but the effect of accurate sniping is indeed visible.
Not only did the Baba Nyonya people build this great industry here, but further west there are said to be a few stops along the road along the road, but unfortunately, the forest in the east has no artificial obstacles due to the forest farm, but has become a natural shooting range for this team.
The horn was finally handed to Wu Hao from Zhu Dazhao's hand after Zhang Xinghua's tenth kill, and a loud local tone came out. Zhang Xinghua, who had completed the task, happily walked in the direction of the cooking tent surrounded by the last group of students who had taken turns to go down, where the curling smoke was quite similar to the white mist that had just been emitted from the muzzle of his own gun, and he knew that the food and treats were ready to stop.
A group of well-fed and well-fed teenagers maintained a neat queue and leaned up, at this moment, the muskets in each person's hands had made them full of confidence under the example of Zhang Xinghua, with such a divine weapon, what else could Borneo stop them?
The sound finished and began to repeat.
'We are the Great Song Beiwei Army, and we have been ordered to receive Tanjung Maya. ’
'You must open the city before sunset.' ’
It was almost the same request as the shrimp covenant, and when I heard it again from the mouth of the short hair, I was no longer surprised by the other party's ability to transmit sound for thousands of miles, and at a distance of more than half a mile, a musket could shoot like a musket, so the ability to say a few words in my ear was naturally not a good ability.
With his back against the battlement of the wall, the relatives around him cast anxious eyes full of inquiries and expectations, hoping that such a frightened heart can end quickly, compared to the wealth in the village, it is too exciting to witness the usual partner in front of him with his head blooming or chest piercing, not to mention that such an experience has been experienced ten times, each time it is repeated, the fear will be magnified in the warrior once, and finally it is about to explode.
seems to have made up his mind, and he is dressed properly, so that his embarrassed image can barely be seen at the beginning.
"Everyone can also see that Shorthair has not used all his strength, if it is a hard fight, if you want to say that our stockade, ten will not be able to resist."
Immediately there was an uproar among the crowd, some sighing, some resentful, and some helpless......
"I'm afraid this industry can't be saved this time, but it's good to save my life, since the short hair outside has not been attacked so far, it is really different from the previous thieves from all walks of life, I also heard the past little gang said that they are going to do business in Borneo, most of them are the same as that Hongyi, and they are only greedy for our salt farm."
Lawuchi was still unconvinced, "Just give Tanjung Maya away?" How many thieves have come to attack in the past? When was it not beaten by the warriors of the clan and fled, and now I have to give in when I hear them make a sound? ”
La Wuchi's words immediately attracted the burning eyes of everyone around him, and the look in his eyes clearly said, 'You can do it, you can do it'.
Qi Ran still said unhurriedly: "I didn't say that the city would be opened immediately, didn't I hear what the short hair below said?" It's still very early before sunset, so let's see. ”
Just when everyone was suddenly enlightened, a sharp cry suddenly sounded in the air, and in a moment, it was from far and near to the outside of the wall, and the Dudong River responded with a splash of several zhang high, and hit everyone one after another.
Xiong Taibai finally didn't hold back, and Zhu Dazhao didn't object, the cannon that he finally pulled in didn't actually shoot a few times, and it was not like the ordnance supervisor to explain.
The artillery crew of six people was orderly under the command of Xiong Taibai, and it seemed to be at ease, less than a mile away, if it wasn't like it didn't kill too much, the first shot would not have entered the river. However, if there is no other interference, there is no possibility of missing a second shot.
"Fix the shooting of the Yuan."
"The target is facing the wall."
"-put!"