At this time, about two hundred meters in front of the position, Major Davis had already made the rest of the soldiers erect rows of scarecrows.

At this time, shortly after the barley was harvested, there were many bellflowers in the territory, and with the help of the serfs, hundreds of scarecrows were soon completed.

According to Terry's arrangement, the leader of each heavy machine gun squad must be a scout, because their duty during combat is to observe the distance of the target and instruct the machine gunner to strike the target.

The advantage of this is coordination, after all, this is not a single heavy machine gun, in the event of a battle, several heavy machine guns fire at the same time, if there is no one to coordinate, the effect of crossfire will be greatly reduced, but if the squad leaders can coordinate with each other, the effect of the strike is definitely much better.

Now the practice time is not long, but the fighters are still very fast, when the machine gun squad leader reported the distance to the target, the first shooter next to the heavy machine gun immediately pressed the chain, and the second shooter has quickly adjusted the elevation angle.

"The target goes into the attack distance, there are all squads, shoot."

"Shoot."

"Shoot."

“……”

With Terry's order, the squad leaders repeated the command, and with a wave of their raised left hand, all the host gunners who were ready to hold the grip nervously pressed the trigger excitedly.

"Tom tom tom...... Tom tom ...... Tom ......"

With the subtle vibration of the MG08 gun, strings of tongues of fire erupted from the trumpet-like muzzle, and a huge and coherent gunfire broke the quiet snowfield at once.

The sound of gunfire immediately attracted the rest of the soldiers, including the serfs who had been left behind, and all eyes were on the scarecrows in front of the position.

Dense bullets rained down on the scarecrow, foaming the grass and igniting the dried barley leaves, and soon black smoke and fire enveloped the area.

The salvo of five MG08s was indeed shocking, and the momentum caused by the continuous gunfire was definitely no less than the salvo of thousands of soldiers' rifles, and more importantly, the density of bullets was far greater than that of rifles.

It is important to know that although each Heavy now only has 50 rounds of fire, the MG08 has a theoretical rate of fire of 450 rounds per minute, even if it is practically impossible to achieve such a rate of fire.

After all, with Terry's explanation, these machine gunners didn't dare to press the trigger. But in less than half a minute, 250 rounds of ammunition were fired at the 100-meter-wide area in front of the frontal position, and an average of two to three bullets per meter were missing, and even the skinny target could not escape such a bullet density.

The 50 Heavy took turns to fight, and when all the Heavy finished firing live ammunition, there was not a single intact scarecrow in front of the position, except for the thick smoke.

"It's good, everyone didn't disappoint me, all of them, one person in each class was left to boil water, and the rest rested. When the enemy attacks, I hope you can hold on as you did just now. ”

Although these machine gunners were all shooting live ammunition for the first time, after all, the soldiers who could be selected as machine gunners could be said to be relatively capable veterans in the army, so no one had an accident, but Terry still explained, and this allowed everyone to rest.

"Terry, it's so shocking, with this magical weapon, not to mention less than a thousand cavalry, even in the face of a regular division of the Imperial Army, with such 5 heavy machine guns, it can be steadily suppressed."

Major Davis, who had been watching with a telescope from the watchtower, quickly came to Terry's side and looked at the still burning scarecrow and said with emotion.

"Indeed, Major, the suppressive power of heavy machine guns is incomparable to that of rifle salvos, but our machine guns are still too few to control all areas, and if thousands of cavalry stragglers deploy, it is estimated that they will not be able to suppress it."

Unlike the shock of Major Davis and Lieutenant Sean, Terry frowned and said worriedly as the machine gunners returned to their combat positions to rest and stand by.

"Brother Terry, don't worry, first of all, the High Priest doesn't know that we have such a sharp weapon as a heavy machine gun. So it is unlikely that all the cavalry will be bet on at once. Secondly, we still have more than 600 riflemen, and we have the confidence to resist the attack of those cavalry with the help of the diamond-shaped fortifications dug by these serfs, and now with your heavy machine guns, victory is only a matter of time. ”

Seeing Terry's concern, Sean smiled, patted Terry on the shoulder, and slowly explained to him.

"Well, what Lieutenant Sean said is that when I was in the Imperial Army, I also participated in several infantry battles, although we now have a wide frontal battlefield, but as long as we are not fools, if we want to exert the momentum and coherence of cavalry, no commander will stupidly send all the cavalry to attack in a linear manner at one time."

Although Terry is now not inferior to any lieutenant officer in terms of momentum, his combat experience is still insufficient, and he used to either follow the large army to fight positional warfare, or he fought alone, and his knowledge of this kind of command is all supported by the theory of inheritance, so at this time, he naturally took it for granted, and only after hearing Davis and Sean's explanations was he a little relieved.

Actually, there is one thing that Terry didn't say. If it weren't for the fact that his current gold coin was stretched thin, as long as he exchanged it for another kind of cavalry nemesis, then his worries would naturally be solved, but now it seems that even if he doesn't have that sharp weapon, there should be no problem facing the cavalry troops of the Great Sacrifice.

"It was so lively just now."

At this moment, a kind teasing voice came from behind the three of them, and when this familiar voice came into the ears of the three of them, the three of them were startled at the same time, and quickly turned around and looked at the person with a surprised face.

"General, why did you come up too?"

Seeing Major General Oprah grinning at the staircase of the watchtower, the three of them asked in unison.

"What's the matter, I'm not welcome to come and see this old man, I still think I'm old and useless. So you're afraid I'm getting in the way here? ”

Looking at the three surprised faces, Major General Oprah was still smiling, but he said angrily.

"Ah, where, it's just that a big war can happen at any time, you ......"

After all, Major Davis has followed the major general for many years, so it is very clear that the major general is not the kind of commander who does not care about the importance of the matter, according to military regulations, such a front line, as a major general, Oprah cannot come in person when the big war is about to start, so he also mentioned it at this time, but before he could finish speaking, the major general interrupted him.

"Davis, I wouldn't have done this if I were still in the Empire, but when is it, do you think we still have a safe rear now?"

The major general is indeed right, this battle is not the past, now there are so many soldiers left in the revolutionary army, facing thousands of cavalry, almost all of them have been sent out, if it still fails, even if the major general is far away from the battlefield, in the face of this cavalry that comes and goes like the wind, even if it is hidden in the rear, it is not necessarily safe.

PS: Effective tactical methods can greatly improve the effectiveness of weapons, and tactical upgrades are always more important than weapon upgrades.

—The Autobiography of Terry, Vol. 32