When Cao Xiu heard the artillery fire from other vehicles gradually began to decrease, he reached out his hand and quickly touched the barrel.
"Ah!" Cao Xiu yelled. Fortunately, he acted quickly, otherwise he would have had blisters.
It was overheating, and he felt nervous.
According to the operating code, the gunner is the commander and the monitor of the artillery status. At this time, according to the operating code, firing should be stopped.
The artillerymen don't care about this, they just fire, fire rapidly, and fire desperately.
In short, they will do whatever the superior says. There is no responsibility as long as you follow the orders of your superiors.
In Yang Fan's army, the division of power and responsibilities is very clear. No one can mess around. Use all kinds of rules and regulations to control people to death, and things can't be done outside the rules and regulations. The supervisor's initiative must be within regulations.
The brains at the grassroots level are the corps leader, team leader, small flag, and general flag. They are the ones who need to adapt to the enemy. Of course, soldiers can have the right to make suggestions, but it is the commander who has the final say whether to adopt them, and the commander bears full responsibility.
It cannot be fired any more, otherwise the artillery will be damaged. If the barrel explodes or the barrel is damaged, Cao Xiujiu will be investigated and prosecuted by the Zhenfu Department.
"Stop shooting!" Cao Xiu ordered decisively.
As soon as the artillery fire stopped, the crowd that had been stopped began to get up again and continue to surge in. The soldiers were very anxious. However, they must also carry out orders.
Disobeying orders on the battlefield is punishable by beheading. Even if the commander's order is wrong, you must obey it. The commander will be held accountable when the time comes.
Cao Xiu jumped out of the side door, took out a tube of fireworks, and pulled the fuse directly.
stop! A yellow flare shot up into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, yellow signal flares rose up one after another.
stop! stop! stop!
Countless yellow flares rose from the chariots on the surrounding walls.
This is a notification signal that the gun has overheated and stopped firing.
Although Mang Gurtai, Khan Ahai, Buyan Ahai and others did not know what this meant, the shelling gradually stopped with the yellow signal flares.
"Alas! Heshuo Baylor is still wise. If I had stopped the attack just now and gave them time to cool down the artillery, today's attack would have been in vain." Khan Ahai said wiping cold sweat.
"Yes, Da Jin is still very powerful. He knows the Ming Dynasty's army very well, and his time calculation is wonderful." Buyan Ahai also expressed his admiration.
"Hahaha, Ben Beile and Ming Dynasty have been fighting for a long time. I think back then, when I was thirteen years old, I followed my father to conquer the world. Ming people are nothing, as soon as they stick their butts out, I know what they are going to do. Hahaha .”
All the Tai Ji and Tabu Nang also laughed along with them.
Since the soldiers in the car camp stopped firing, the Mongols would rush up soon, and everyone was very anxious.
"Return the cannon, lower the tailgate and lock it," Cao Xiu ordered.
Everyone immediately moved the heavy copper hair basket back in a hurry, and stopped it in the middle of the car. There were signs on the car floor here, and then fixed it. This position is the center of gravity of the vehicle and is the artillery storage position specified in the operating instructions.
The gunner doused a blanket with water and wrapped it around the barrel. There was a roar and steam came out.
"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wang, you two go to the roof of the car with repeating guns and halberds to guard. Xiao Zhao, Xiao Li, you two go under the car with the same weapons." Cao Xiu ordered.
He stood guard in the car, ready with a nine-shot door gun, and prepared to shoot from the shooting port of the tail door. The shooting opening in the tailgate is only one foot square, so no one can get through it.
Several people took action immediately.
They got on and off the car with weapons.
The militia group behind immediately took up their weapons and went up to the city wall, preparing to attack these Mongolian soldiers just like the last attack on the herdsmen.
"Master, the artillery has stopped firing at this time. Are we going to use the machine gun you mentioned?" Xiao Niangpi asked.
Ever since the last time they saw this hand-operated Gatling gun at the experimental site, it left an indelible impression on Lin Yueru and Xiao Niangpi.
The high-speed rotating barrel, the lightning-like shooting, and the bullet casings falling like raindrops shocked the two of them, and they couldn't speak for a long time. He opened his mouth and looked at the cavalry terminator that the master said.
"My wife, you guessed it right. Let's kiss her first. Now let's let our Death Scythe come on stage." Yang Fan smiled, hugged Tu Shanyue, and kissed her on the pink cheek.
The little girl was embarrassed and surprised, so she raised her fist and hit him. Seeing Lin Yueru looking at him resentfully, she felt that it was not good to favor one person over another, so she quickly hugged him and kissed him.
Yang Fan took out his flare gun, pointed it at the sky, and fired three purple flares in succession.
Seeing the purple flare flying into the sky, about ten meters behind the car city, on the watchtowers built with steel pipe scaffolding, the soldiers and officers lifted the black cloth one after another, revealing what was covered underneath.
These are some mysterious objects with tripods and many tubes. None of Yang Fan's troops had seen it, and only the officers and soldiers of the machine gun battalion who had secretly stopped it recently had seen and used this thing.
The black cloths falling one after another on the high platform immediately aroused the attention of everyone in the camp.
"What the hell is that? It looks so weird,"
"Why are there so many pipes? Could they be firecrackers?"
Everyone started talking quietly. After all, the Ming Dynasty had a three-eyed gun, which had multiple barrels connected in parallel. This is probably what the six barrels are connected in parallel.
The officers and soldiers on the observation deck are all members of the machine gun battalion. According to the establishment, each team is equipped with a hand-operated Gatling machine gun. A battalion's current combat force is equipped with approximately ninety hand-operated Gatling guns. There were thirty machine guns on each wall.
At this time, as the artillery fire stopped, almost all the Mongolians cried with joy. Damn it, these terrible heavy artillery have finally stopped firing.
It's so terrible. This is simply not something people can bear.
Even the city wall of Datong is tall and thick, and it is not as difficult as this car city.
The city wall of Datong is the nightmare of the Mongols. Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Datong has never been breached. So much so that the Mongols cursed among themselves, saying that sooner or later, you will die under the city wall of Datong.
But, my God, Datong doesn’t have so many heavy artillery!
It's all a thousand catties of copper hair, and it will kill me.
This morning and afternoon, tens of thousands of people filled up in front of the not-so-high Checheng city wall, without even touching the city wall.
The one hundred meters close to the city wall is simply a road of death. There are broken corpses everywhere, rivers of blood, and the ground is as greasy as mud. Along the way, I keep falling, getting up, and advancing in the pool of blood, and then cannon Ringed, they became part of the ground.
Today, their relatives and friends, Anda, have become the messy pieces of meat in this place one by one.
The Mongols are also very angry. When people are extremely frightened, they will become extremely angry.
"Come on, charge forward, chop these Han people to death, and avenge our brothers."
"Hula!"
"Hula!"
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