"Bang bang ......"

A series of bean-popping sounds rang out one after another, and the gunshots were so dense that when they reached the distance, it seemed to form a loud bang. An unprecedented cloud of smoke rose from the two lines of defense at the same time, but fortunately, due to the relatively scattered firing points, the smoke also dispersed quickly, at least for a short time, and did not affect the field of view of fire - this is also a major reason why the Qiong Navy is accustomed to adopting the tactics of skirmishers.

If the Houjin soldiers who were running for their lives had been bathed in a hail of bullets, they were now hit head-on with a wall, a wall of death made of flying bullets—and many of them ran so well that they suddenly rose into the air, splattered with blood, and fell headlong to the ground before they could figure out what was going on, never to get up again. This phenomenon has also appeared just now, but it is definitely not as dense and shocking as it is now - a row of people are planted at the same time, if in the future it will be a standard queue shooting scene!

Of course, there were some lucky ones who missed the shot, but this luck was not of great significance - the shooters of the Joan Navy did not pause after the first shot, and they followed the standard maneuver that they had practiced countless times in their rapid-fire training: they did not observe the results at all, but quickly lowered the barrel of the gun, pulled the bolt, and the shelling hook on it would be fibrosized, and the fragments of shell paper that had been blown up but could still remain largely intact were dragged out in one piece - the process itself could also play a role in cleaning the chamber. After checking and confirming that there is no debris in the chamber that could affect the next shot, another full load is inserted, the bolt is closed, the gun is raised, the next target is looked for and aimed, and the ...... is fired. This is the complete operation of a Joan naval rifleman. Any recruit, as long as he is trained, can complete this set of moves in eight to ten seconds, and the veteran can do it even shorter, about five seconds.

And the set of moves can be looped almost infinitely - as long as there are enough bullets. Pulling the trigger and aiming is basically not physically necessary. Of course, after a certain number of consecutive shots, the chamber needs to be cleaned repeatedly, and if the barrel is overheated, the outer surface needs to be wiped with a strip of cloth dipped in water to cool down, but these do not take a few more seconds.

So those who had just escaped the first blow had not had time to feel the luck of escaping death, when they heard the terrible "thump" again, which, though not as grand as the first, continued one after another, until none of the enemies within range of the riflemen were standing.

There are more than 400 riflemen, more than 400 rifles, and the requirement for a hit rate on the training ground is more than 70%. Various factors are taken into account in actual combat. Even if the hit rate is reduced to about 30%. It can also knock over more than a hundred at once. So how can the Houjin army, which still has seven or eight hundred remnants in front of him, withstand a few rounds of blows - a child can calculate: six to seven rounds is enough, while the rate of fire of the Qionghai rifle is eight to ten rounds per minute.

Can you run 200 meters in a minute? It's certainly no problem on the track and field, and it's not difficult for an ordinary person to be in a quiet and peaceful environment. But if he is allowed to carry a light or heavy weapon in his hand, and wear thick or thin armor on his body. Running on the rugged ground, one foot deeper, one foot shallow, the most fatal thing is that he finds that he may fall and die without warning like his companions at any moment and at any time - can he still run?

Maybe someone can, but unfortunately bullets aren't completely random - anyone who stands out will get bullets for themselves first, especially those who run first. So it's actually very difficult to cover this distance, and it's impossible to do without a sizable population base.

In fact, within the Joan Navy, the firearms team designers and the military staff officers once joined forces to make estimates and measurements. There are even programs for high manual use of laptops. A set of mathematical models was established, and various numbers were entered to make predictions: for example, a hundred-person unit was equipped with a Qionghai rifle with a rate of fire of 8 to 10 rounds per minute, and after shooting from the 200-meter line without considering other factors. How many hand-to-hand armies can it withstand the decisive impact of the plane?

The final number was about 1 to 5, that is, 100 trained Qiong Navy officers were at full firepower, using rapid fire mode, which could withstand the impact of 500 people within 200 meters. And this ratio will increase rapidly as the number of people increases--if it is a fireline composed of 1,000 people, the opponent that can be resisted will not be 5,000, but will increase to 8,000 to 10,000.

This number does not take into account the morale factor, which means that the five hundred people are just a machine, and they will not be afraid at all, they will not run away, they will only know how to rush forward until they are defeated. Of course, it is impossible to have such an army in actual combat, so this number can be at least doubled or quadrupled in practical application - depending on the elite Cheng of the opponent. But in this era, even the Houjin army could not maintain its combat effectiveness after more than half of the casualties.

Xiao Lang dared to use 600 people to fight against the opponent's 10,000 people, and it was precisely based on the number obtained from this test that in the face of absolute technical superiority, the courage of blood and qi could not change anything. As long as the other side still relies on hand-to-hand combat troops based on cold weapons, war is just a simple math problem for the Qiong Navy.

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Mathematics is characterized by truthfulness, coldness, and no diversion from anyone's will, and since the calculation is that a maximum of seven rounds of shooting can solve the problem, then in fact the same is true of the table, and even more so - the misses of the fighters have not dropped much, and the actual rate is about fifty percent. And the opponent's speed will never be as perfect as the machine qì in the test model, which will not change at all from start to finish. In fact, in a state of extreme fear and stress, the human body will be consumed very quickly.

So it didn't even take a minute, and the first wave of attacking Houjin warriors all fell in front of the firepower line of the Joan navy. The fastest one was only about 100 meters in front of the formation. Two hundred meters of death, they couldn't even run half.

When the gunfire died down, and after the last volley, there was a miraculous man standing in the field—he was the only one left. And it doesn't seem to be hurt, it's a lot of luck, but it doesn't mean anything here. The man had been running forward with his head bored, and only then did he suddenly wake up, and when he looked around, he found that the surroundings were empty, and he was the only one standing.

The man's face suddenly became dazed, and he staggered forward two more steps, and finally stopped. He looked up ahead, where the Shorthairs' line of defense still looked loose and thin, and as he approached, he could already make out the faces of his opponents - dark-skinned, short-built Southerners with no armor on their heads, except for a helmet that appeared to be metallic. If you can rush over, it is estimated that one will hit two...... Even three is fine!

However, he had realized that this wish would never be granted, even though the distance between him and the enemies was not too far, more than the distance he had just walked. But these journeys are completely dependent on human life! But they don't have anyone anymore. On the other side, the movements of the greenskins remained the same as at the beginning: they were still quietly reloading with their heads bowed and raising their guns to aim...... Although not all, as far as he could see, there were at least five or six tubes of black hole fire guns aimed at him again.

I couldn't help but look back, behind me, underground, piece by piece, all of them were comrades-in-arms who had become or were about to become corpses. Especially somewhere in front of him, a corpse was brushed together, almost arranged in a line - this person did not know that it was the position of the 200-meter line set by the Qiong Navy, and now it has become a veritable "dead line".

There are four Niu Lu, more than a thousand of the bravest Dajin warriors, some of whom have even fought with the old Khan since the Battle of Sarhu, but now they have all fallen here, and they have not even been able to touch the enemy's edge!

With a "dang bang", the knife that had been held tightly in his hand fell to the ground, and the man knelt down slowly, raised his hands to the sky, and let out a miserable cry like a wolf's howl. After that, in the sound of "bang" gunshots, a qiē returned to silence.

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It was as if someone had pressed the "pause" button, and the battlefield fell into a state of some kind of pause for a while, and even the second wave of the Houjin Army Brigade that was attacking temporarily stopped. The leading officer seemed hesitant to move forward or abort the attack - they were still far from the Jan naval line, and although they would also be sniped by marksmen, it was still a small fight, and for a team of thousands of men, the occasional fall of one or two was nothing.

If they turn around and move away from that terrible army now, the other party must not be able to help them. But if you move on...... The horizontal line of corpses in front of them had already foreshadowed what was to come—the horrible scene that had taken place just a moment earlier had so frightened many that even the most daring generals in the army could not help but look to the rear, to their commanders, hoping to see a new directive, one that no longer required them to die.

The guy who didn't know if it was Derge or Yue Tuo seemed to be hesitating, the Houjin army probably hadn't suffered such a big loss since its establishment, and more than a thousand of the most elite warriors were buried in vain - even if the Houjin was still a tribal system, these dead warriors were his own domestic slaves, and this matter would definitely bring him big trouble in the court. Regardless of whether he wins or loses this battle, he will not have any good fruit to eat.

The losses are already huge, do you want to continue to invest? Investing more manpower may be able to turn the situation around, but it is also possible to completely lose the old capital, and the Houjin general who was in the saddle turned around a few times in the same place, and he was very undecided.

But soon, on the opposite hillside, Xiao Lang made a move towards him, which made him completely determined-

These two verses were written while listening to "The Rainy Season in Castelmel", and it was very tasteful. U