Sure enough, the small hair boats that had just washed on the beach were really moving on the beach at this moment, and the eyes of the three Maidno generals were straight at the moment. It's a boat, and it's amazing enough to be able to sail without oars in the water, and now it's still possible to sail on the beach? Isn't that weird?

The small hair boat has already sent the personnel loaded on the ship ashore, and the empty boat is of course going back to the transport ship to load the next batch of personnel and supplies ready to go ashore at this moment. If the boat is propellered, it should be re-pushed into the water by manpower, and the propeller should not hit the beach to prevent serious damage to the propeller. But now it is the propeller that propels the small hair boat, a thruster that resembles a large elongated conch, and does not have to worry too much about these problems, because it has a much larger force area than the propeller, so it can move slowly on shallow sandy beaches. At this moment, the white water vapor on the small hair boat rose upward, and the screw thruster rotated in the sand under the hull, pulling the small hair boat back to the sea, and then directly turned around on the sea surface through the forward and reverse rotation of the two thrusters, and headed towards their respective mother ships.

"This! What the hell is going on? "Do you understand?" "I don't understand anyway, how on earth these ships can go ashore and re-launch?" "Is it really as the legend says, the Chinese have mastered the power of the devil?" A few generals stared at the sea with binoculars, hating themselves for having too few eyes, and that if they saw one place, they would ignore the situation in more places.

"What's going on? Why hasn't the amphibious assault vehicle come out yet? Tang Xunliang turned his head with some curiosity at the moment to look at the few Fuchuan transport ships not far from the sea, Yang Junbo raised his binoculars and looked at it, "It's not clear, it seems to be using manpower to lower it." ”

Following Yang Junbo's hand, Tang Xunliang really saw a fortune boat not far away, where the sailors were busy turning the winch and using a crane to put an amphibious assault vehicle on the water. "Excuse me, what the hell happened to the amphibious assault vehicle? Why hasn't it been put into use yet? Yang Junbo commanded to the signal bearer beside him.

The flag bearer hurriedly waved the signal flag in his hand in the direction of the fortune boat in the distance, and the signal flag danced vigorously in the wind, making a whirring wind sound, which made Yang Junbo a little distracted for a while. "Meow, Lao Tzu used to sell cars, but now he is commanding a battleship!" He muttered to himself.

The signal flag bearers on the Fu ship in the distance also began to raise flags in this direction, and now that the sky is basically bright, it is very inappropriate to use light signals, so all the signals are transmitted through the signal flags. The flag bearer looked at it for a while, then turned to Yang Junbo and stood upright, "Report to the captain, the diesel engine on the amphibious assault vehicle cannot drive the winch because it needs to be started by man after launching. ”

"These guys, the engine is still inflated, this is a bit of a busy." Before Tang Xunliang's words fell, he heard a voice from a nearby microphone, "Commander, I am the starboard observer, and the troops on the beach are waiting for orders. ”

"Start attacking! No war without amphibious assault vehicles? Tang Xunliang said and said to the signal standard-bearer, "Send me the last sentence!" ”

"Snap--" The three flares rose into the air again, this time in a different color than the previous ones, which naturally caught the attention of several generals, Kirkman said, "These are probably the methods used by the Chinese to transmit signals, presumably to inform the troops to begin a pre-agreed operation." ”

As if to confirm his words, the Marines on the beach began to move, and after they had landed, they began to march slowly, forming a three-man formation along the way, and each other with horns.

This formation was very incomprehensible to the Medenor people, who had always had a low accuracy of their weapons, so they had to rely on their soldiers to stand in close columns and counteract the accuracy of their weapons with dense fires, and even then, their salvo damage rate was too low, so they had to use axes or spears in the front line to fend off the rapidly approaching enemy.

However, the Senate Marines did not have this problem, and they did initially train by lining up to shoot the party, but soon after they developed it and found that such a way of fighting was too wasteful of ammunition. Because of the rifled weapons, even the accuracy of the Senate rifles was terrifyingly high, so their enemies often began to be beaten at a distance of three or four hundred meters, and after many volleys, they were somewhat dismayed to find that such a dense salvo not only failed to exert the effect of firepower, but often a target would be targeted by seven or eight soldiers, so that a large number of shots were wasted. The Marines soon revised the training program and adopted a skirmish line of combat. Soldiers and soldiers are no longer shoulder-to-shoulder, they are required to maintain a distance of one to two meters, actively search for threatening targets during the march, and carry out active fire to eliminate them according to the distance.

"Why didn't they move towards the range?" Mycenaeus said curiously, "You see, the range is over there, but they are heading to the north. ”

Russell's telescope advantage was immediately reflected, "The shooting range we see now should be specially used for the ships used to cover shooting, and the shooting range used by these marines should be the open space in the north, you see!" Something is standing! ”

Sure enough, in that area of more than ten acres, a lot of white pillars suddenly erected, and a scarecrow made of straw was strung on the pillars. The Marines didn't start shooting right away, which made the audience wonder, "What are they waiting for?" Why don't you shoot yet? "It's not like you're waiting for the scarecrow to rush up, is it?"

The laughter of several Medenor people did not stop, but they saw that the formation of the Marines began to change, and they were divided into many groups, each of which was still three people, each with a long, bayonet-loaded rifle in his hand, and scattered over a large area.

"Can you still hit like this?" Before Russell's self-talk stopped, he saw that the first column of Marines had already half-knelt down, and they quickly flattened the rifles in their hands and aimed them at the scarecrows in the shooting range, and then the muzzles of the rifles rushed out in clouds of gunpowder mixed with fire. The dense rain of bullets soon hit a large number of scarecrows, and in the telescope, the scarecrows that were hit one by one flew up with smoke, and many of the pillars used to make them were directly broken and fell to the ground scattered.

"This hit rate is terrible!" Mycenae whispered in surprise, "The hit rate just now was at least thirty percent!" ”

"Ninety percent!" Russell's voice was not high, but it made a few people around him look over, "It's not everyone who shoots, but only the soldiers in the first column, you see!" ”

Sure enough, after the soldiers of the first column finished firing, they began to withdraw from their shells, loaded the next bullet, and waited on their knees with their guns, and the attack group of the second column immediately overtook their position, rushed forward several steps, stood with flat-ended rifles, and pulled the trigger towards the target in the distance.

This time the hit rate has dropped a lot, it seems that it is caused by the flat-end rifle, in fact, the 1629 rifle has been notorious in the Senate army for a long time, not only the 1629, 1628 and the Senate rifle have been criticized by many veterans of the equipment department, their caliber is too big! A full twelve millimeters! In the old world, only the 0.5-inch Barrett rifle could be compared, but the Barrett was an anti-materiel sniper rifle used to shoot at targets of about a kilometer! The caliber of these rifles is so large that the propellant used in each bullet seriously exceeds the need, and it is seriously inconsistent with its range of 400 meters, wasting at least 50 percent of the propellant, and at the same time too much propellant increases the chamber pressure in the rifle barrel when firing the bullet, the old world material barrel used in the old rifle is better, and the barrel used in the new rifle has been blown up many times because the material is not pure enough, fortunately, there have been no casualties, but it has blown up the soldiers to panic, Seriously affects morale. Another problem that too much propellant can cause is that the recoil of the rifle is very high, and after a soldier has fired twenty rounds, there is basically no impact on the combat effectiveness without shoulder bruises. Therefore, the armament department's call for the miniaturization of weapons is getting louder and louder, and even the Planning Commission, which claims to be incapable of pulling out a dime in everything, has begun to loosen its mouth at the moment, but it is necessary for the armament department to provide a batch of weapons for selection.

However, even if the hit rate dropped, Russell clearly saw that the hit rate was at least seventy percent or more, and now only half of the scarecrows that were originally dense in the shooting range were now left.

The soldiers of the third column quickly crossed the position of the soldiers of the second column, ran forward quickly for about twenty meters or so, fell to the ground one after another, held their rifles in their hands and began to aim. Russell thought they were about to shoot, but they didn't see the fire and smoke coming out, and at that moment, Kirkman asked curiously, "What did the first column of people before them get up for?" ”

Sure enough, the soldiers who had been half-kneeling on the ground before took out a fist-sized thing from their pockets, held it in their hands, and then stood up one after another, and ran in the direction of the shooting range.

Soon the scarecrow exploded into clusters of fire, and the debris kicked up by the blast wave of the explosion scattered in all directions, and the smoke and dust scattered in all directions, blowing up the neighborhood to a pulp.

Russell's face was bloodless, and the fighting methods of these Chinese soldiers almost perfectly cracked his infantry tactics, especially when his soldiers were lined up in dense formation, guaranteed to be immediately blown up by these fist-sized things. Judging from the power of the explosion just now, just more than forty can completely disintegrate the dense formation of more than 200 people.

At this moment, the rifles in the hands of the third column of soldiers who were lying on the ground before spewed flames and smoke, and the scarecrows in the shooting range were basically hit and fell to the ground one after another. Of the hundreds of scarecrows before, only a handful of them were still standing in the middle of the range.

"My army can't fight such a battle, and it will certainly be beaten to the ground in their head." Russell shook his head as he spoke, and as he spoke, he saw the soldiers who had just thrown the explosive iron fist shouting loudly and charging forward with all their strength with their bayonet rifles, and they rushed to the front of the scarecrow, stabbing the rifles in their hands forward, and the last few remaining scarecrows were so easily put to the ground by them.

"How should such a battle be fought?" Kirkman asked with some hesitation, "Frontal infantry will certainly not have an advantage over infantry!" ”

"Yes! A frontal attack is definitely looking for death! Russell rubbed his chin as he spoke, lowered his binoculars and said to Kirkman, who was staring at him, "If it were me, I would find a way to pin them down with infantry in the front, and then use the dragoons to detour back to the flanks and break through their ...... first."

"You mean that?" Mycenae's words interrupted Russell, and they hurriedly raised their binoculars again, and sure enough, on one side of the range, hundreds of targets were erected, and these targets were larger below and smaller above, and from a distance they looked as if someone was riding on horseback.

Soon these cavalry targeted the direction of the landing soldiers, the marines were obviously a little panicked, many soldiers forgot their original position, threw grenades at the approaching cavalry, or shot at the target repeatedly, but due to the speed of the cavalry, many grenades failed to stop the cavalry, and the rifles did not accurately hit these rapidly approaching targets.

"Didi-da-" As a strange sound came, a Marine with a golden object in his hand was holding it to his lips and blowing it, making a sharp and continuous rhythmic sound. The Marines were visibly stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted and stepped back in the direction of the beach.

"Looks like they can't deal with the cavalry either!" Russell said with a little self-comfort, but Kirkman shook his head, "They must have a way to crack it, otherwise, why put something that can defeat them on the shooting range?" ”

Sure enough, before the words were spoken, the strange sound sounded again, and the soldiers fell to the beach, and at the same time, two strange "boats" washed up on the beach. Although these two ships can float on the water, they are not in the same shape as the "boat", and they are square all around, with two long pipes underneath, constantly rotating, allowing the two strange boats to move quickly on the beach, and the speed makes the Medenor people gasp again.