"We've really made progress."

When Billy Barnard, the attendant of the Sixth Prince Eliot, met his namesake Billy Auduye, the head of the Royal Academy of Arms, in the camp behind the General Staff of the Three Guards, Auduye gave him an affirmative answer to Prince Eliot's words.

"Really?" Vincent Navry, Chief of the General Staff of the Guards, was equally pleasantly surprised, and if the Royal Academy of Arms Research really made a Brave rifle that could be mass-produced, then they would definitely be able to break through the Gastens line.

"Old friend, I can't lie to you," Auduye smiled, "it's not complete. We still don't have that kind of production process for small high-pressure gas cylinders. If it is forcibly produced, the weight and endurance of the gun are not good, and at the same time, the cost is also very high, and there are many problems in industrialization, which cannot solve the current opponent of His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince. ”

"And what else do you say?" Vincent looked disdainful, "It's all like this, is it funny to joke?" ”

"We had a problem in the process of producing the Valiant rifle as it was, so we changed our mind," said Auduye, who was not affected by Vincent's agitation, "since we can't produce a good, or a good rear-loading repeating rifle, why don't we produce a simpler rear-loading rifle?" If we abandon the burst function, we can easily achieve a laboratory design of this slow rifle by changing the front load to the rear load and ensure that the cylinder can fire two or three bullets, and the difficulty of industrial finalization is minimal to nothing. ”

"Three bullets? So how can you fight the Valorant? Vincent was still not satisfied, "You know, Gastens also has a steam machine gun called the Luoshan 1, which can fire almost unlimited bullets, and our soldiers, even if they take any of your slow rifles, is it still a disadvantage?" ”

"No, that's not the case," Auduye smiled, "and with a rear-loading gun, we can abandon the line-up tactic and use the same skirmish tactics as the opponent." This can greatly reduce our casualties and increase the survival time of our soldiers on the field. Correspondingly, the generational gap between the enemy and our weapons will be greatly reduced, and our numerical superiority will be brought into full play. ”

"Fill the technology gap with human life?" Vincent calmed down. Most of his attitude just now was faked, and it was also to force Auduye to tell the truth.

"Almost, anyway, the news I got from Prince Elliot is that there are not so many people under Gastens under him."

"He's really understaffed," Eliot nodded, "After fighting for so long, he only has a little more than a division's strength, and if it weren't for those perverted weapons, we would have swept away Elena a long time ago." ”

"If it weren't for those perverted weapons, we wouldn't have fought Elena, would we?" , Auduye knew very well the origin of this battle of Enspen, he snorted and made his request.

"We produced fifty slow-speed rifles according to our concept, and the project was codenamed Epee, because it has not yet been finalized, and there is no official name for the time being. His Royal Highness can test it first, and if we can, we will go back to small batch production and strive to arm a batch of our troops first. ”

"Good, good!"

Hearing the news, Elliot's mood was obviously a lot better, "Let's go, let's try, if it goes well, we can kill Gastens!" ”

Since Prince Eliot gave the order, the group naturally obeyed. They left the tent and were about to go to the arena when they saw the herald waiting aside.

"What's wrong?" Vincent had a faint sense of foreboding.

"Report to Your Highness, report to Your Excellency, our supply convoy was attacked by Elena's side, and the first and second regiments of the Fifth Division escorting the supply convoy were scattered, and the convoy suffered heavy losses in supplies."

Everyone who heard the news was silent, and both Vincent and Auduye turned their eyes to Eliot. They were waiting, waiting for Elliot to react to this harassment of the other party.

"Attack the supply convoy ......," Elliot's voice was surprisingly not overtly depressed, and he was silent for a moment before giving the order.

"Cleaning up the remaining supplies, treating the wounded, and increasing the escort scale of the next supply convoy, this kind of small fight will not defeat me."

Vincent and Barnard nodded in unison, and Elliot turned his head to look at Vincent, "Let's go, let's try the gun!" ”

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"The boss's tactic is really easy to use, hit and run, they can't beat it, they can't catch up and don't dare to chase, it's just like a hooligan!"

The commander of the Sharp Knife Regiment, now the head of Elena's guerrilla column behind enemy lines, Blanchier Warren, munched on the bacon he had stolen from enemy supplies and commented on the battle he had just taken. Beside him, Haba Nai, the commander of the 3rd Regiment of the Production Brigade, held two cans of biscuits in his hand and nodded in agreement.

"But isn't it, how do you say that sentence, the enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy stops and disturbs me, and the enemy retreats and I fight, right?"

"It's 'the enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy is stationed and I disturb, the enemy is tired and I fight, and the enemy retreats and I chase', you didn't listen well when you watched the class!"

When Berrancier had finished eating the cured meat, he grabbed two more from the box, turned and handed them to the leader of the group of peasants behind him.

"Uncle Asmin, we can't transport these supplies to Elena, and we can't eat them ourselves, so you can take some more. You also helped a lot to successfully defeat Elliot's team this time. ”

"That's all as it should be," said the leader of the peasant contingent, named Yasmin Nell. He was a serf, Gastens became a new peasant after Elena promoted the land reform, and Eliot was stripped of his freeman status when he arrived. From being stripped of his freeman status by Eliot, Yasmin Nellst became a staunch revolutionary. Although he didn't know much about communism, he was extremely determined to overthrow Eliot and overthrow the country. Therefore, he led his peasant brothers, who had the same idea as him, to start the task of giving news to the guerrillas. The success of the ambush of the enemy's convoy also relied heavily on the intelligence he provided.

"That's different, you're risking your lives to help us, a few pieces of meat are not enough to show your gratitude", Berranchir stuffed the meat into Yasmin's hand, and beckoned the others to take it behind him, "These meats are specially pickled military rations, and if you take them back, if they are discovered, the consequences may be serious." For the sake of insurance, everyone eats here first, and we take some of the rest, and you can deal with some first, how about it? ”

Seeing that Branchir was full of sincerity, these peasants, who had just experienced freedom and were deprived of their free status again not long after, were no longer hypocritical. Everyone sat on the ground, ate with the comrades of the partisans, chatted together, and imagined life in the province of Ens Pan after the victory in the war. Whether it was the peasants or the soldiers who fought with them, everyone was very happy. And their leaders, Bellankir and Haba Nye, were more concerned about another thing.

I don't know how Elena is playing? I hope that my actions on my side can help Elena.

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While Bellanchier was eating bacon with his peasant brothers, Elliot attacked Elena again. The 1st Division of the 3rd Guards Army, carrying a large number of slave soldiers, began to storm the defensive line constructed with trenches and breastworks at the Johor Bahru Pass. The 2nd Regiment of the Production Brigade that Gastens took him to the Johor Bahru Pass was placed on the front line to control and use the Los Angeles 1 steam rifle. The newly formed Second Militia Division, because they were all novices, arranged them behind the chest wall defense line, using the eliminated inventory of Glory rifles to assist in the battle. This combination of iron shield breastwork and trenches, and the combination of recruits and veterans, still has a strong ability to resist the onslaught of Eliot's troops. Elliot's troops tried to attack for a while, then withdrew.

"Generally good play", Gastens made no secret of his approval at the summary meeting after the skirmish, "The defensive battle is a relatively simple way of fighting, and there are fewer changes. Gallance you fight in this way, and if the enemy launches a massive attack, no matter how much it is sacrificed, do not let them in. Trenches and breastwalls maximize our weapon advantage, and if you abandon these two lines of defense and rely only on Ira Langf's limited production brigade fighters, it will not be so easy to fight. ”

"That's nature," Garence nodded, "I'll work well with Brother Ella, don't worry, I won't let you down." ”

Gallance's statement did not come out of nowhere. He and Ira Langf were both old subordinates brought out by Gastens from the 19th Death Squad, but now, for some reason, he is the commander of the militia division, and he is also responsible for the defense of the entire San Son Pass. And Ira Langf is only the commander of the 2nd Regiment of the Production Brigade, and there is already a distance between him and him. Although Ella Langf didn't seem to mind the matter, and Gastens always said that there was no position in Elena, and that everyone was a communist comrade, Gallance was still very careful about the relationship between the two. On almost all major decisions, he will fully consult Ira Langfu to avoid his psychological gap. Judging by the results so far, this approach seems to be okay.

"Well, you're fine", Gastens didn't pay much attention to Garence's thoughts, he nodded, arranged some more work, and turned to leave. The key to Elena's defensive battle was the Luoshan 1 steam rifle, and the key to the Luoshan 1 steam rifle was whether the iron bullet that replaced the lead bullet could be successfully put into production. As Elena's most accomplished expert in steam technology and modern industry, he must come up with a mature production plan for iron warheads as soon as possible in order for Elena to continue to be independent.

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Just as the fighting intensified in the province of Enspan, and a large number of the landlord class, nobles and burghers were trying to escape the province, a beggar-like man wearing a tattered linen cloak and smelling of rancid body appeared on the streets of Diego, a city in the eastern province of Enspen. He walked staggeringly and looked weak. But no matter how much he swayed, this man seemed to have a clear goal. The passers-by of his side had seen so many of these vagabonds, who had lost everything because of the war, and they hurried past the man, rarely stopping. Occasionally, a few young men handed him a piece and a half of bread, and he always thanked him sincerely before eating it as slowly as he could. If the young man who handed him the bread had a heart, he could tell the clues in his thank-you accent.

This beggar, from Roseville.

The beggar, who had eaten a few loaves of bread, seemed to have some strength, and he wandered through the city of Diego for a long time, as if at last he had thought of his destination. He spent more than two hours searching, and finally found the strange and familiar house number.

11 South 4th Road.

A small courtyard with a closed gate, and a sign with a few words written on it at the gate of the courtyard.

Pawnshop.

The beggar looked at the door of the pawnshop for a while, but did not see anyone open the door. He tried to knock on the door, but no one answered. The hottest industry in the war years actually closed its doors in broad daylight, which surprised him a little. However, no one is no one, and the beggar knows that he cannot change the facts. He hesitated for a moment at the door, then found a nearby corner and curled up.

If you don't open the door now, you will always open the door, will you?

In the afternoon, someone kicked the beggar awake.

"Hey, what are you doing? Don't stay still, get out! ”

The beggar shifted his body, raised his head, and looked at the visitor, who he unabashedly looked at with his cloudy gaze and dirty face.

“…… Over here...... Is there no one here? ”

"It's been a long time since there was no one, the battle has been fought like this, the rich have already run away, and so are you, get out!"

The visitor was obviously impatient, and the beggar nodded, slowly moved his body, and left the corner where he had been for a long time. The man looked at his back, looked at it for a moment, spat on the ground, and turned away.

The beggar seemed to be struck, and he left the pawnshop, went around the circle, found the back door of the pawnshop, and sat down again. After a while, the man who had just driven him away reappeared.

"Hey, I said you, I don't know what's wrong, right?"

The man cursed and made a gesture to kick. The beggar raised his hands as a cover, and suddenly a word that did not belong to Rein suddenly came out of his mouth.

"Kunlun".

The kicker stopped, and he looked left and right, and in the dim light, there was no one in the middle of nowhere. He paused for a moment and asked softly.

"What did you say?"

"Kunlun."

The beggar seemed to confirm something from the man's movements, and the second pronunciation was clearer and more confident. The man spat on the ground again, and dragged the beggar by the collar into the courtyard. There is a tree in the courtyard, there are a lot of sundries piled up on the ground, and a two-story building occupies most of the space in the courtyard. The man pushed the beggar into the courtyard and closed the courtyard door before letting go of his hand.

"Where are you from? Who asked you to come? ”

"Queen Mother of the West."

The beggar said another strange pronunciation. This time, he seems to have finally gained the trust of the other party. The man's tense face suddenly smiled, and he strode forward and hugged the beggar, completely ignoring the smell of the other's body.

"I finally saw you, comrade. Say, who are you, where are you from, and what are you going to do? ”

The beggar did not rush to answer, he took off his cloak and showed a miserable white face.

"My name is William Richardson, and I'm going to Elena."