For General Liu Lang, this was the first time he intuitively felt the power that industry brought to him. Although he had used foreign guns and cannons, he really saw with his own eyes the destructive power of Western tools to create, that kind of The shock is indescribable.
Although tinplate is soft, it is still iron. Ten layers of tinplate are stacked together and can be punched into shape and cut off with a clang. How much strength does this require? What kind of terrifying efficiency is this?
Stacks of steel helmets were handed into the hands of black technicians. Iron nails and sledgehammers hammered out two holes in the edges. Then the subsequent workers put on a cloth rope and it became a hat rope to tighten the chin. .
It took less than two minutes to complete a helmet. Liu Lang, who was dumbfounded, watched the mountain of hats in front of him keep rising.
"Here are a hundred iron hats... Send them to the trenches immediately. Our troops are bleeding and they are in urgent need of this batch of supplies..." Mike's shout woke up Liu Lang who was in a daze. He grabbed Mike's shoulders and almost squeezed them. Broken his bones.
"What else? Do you have any other good treasures? Take them out! Our brother is bleeding, do you know? You bastard has good things and you can't keep it to yourself..."
"It hurts, it hurts..." Fortunately, Mike is an American and has a tall body and strong bones. If he had the physique of a reed stick, his bones would probably be broken on the spot.
"General, I am not a magician, I am just an engineer who follows natural science... You have also seen that in this war, our expensive equipment may be blown to pieces in the next second. We can't even assemble it now." There’s no time…”
"Why does Mr. Xiao Letian want to build this industrial zone? What he wants is actually the kind of 'power' you just saw. But have you looked at the enemies at sea and on land? They will not allow you to get this A kind of power..."
"If you want industry to feed you back, you must first protect the hen that is hatching eggs in the special zone. You bought us time, and then the industrial zone will feed you back... It's that simple!"
Liu Lang finally let go of his hand, "I'm sorry, Mr. Mike, I understand... From today on, I swear with my life that the industrial zone will not be captured. I will give you my life in exchange for your time... This 'industry' guy I’ll leave the matter to you!”
After speaking, Liu Lang folded his hands and bowed, then shouted to the guard behind him, "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you ask someone to move the iron hat..."
When the first batch of Iron Straw Hats were delivered to the front line, the trenches were already covered with a layer of corpses, both enemy and friendly. It was obvious at a glance that a hand-to-hand battle had just taken place.
"General Liu Lang? What are you doing here? The dock cannot live without you..."
"It doesn't matter, the Dagukou fort has begun to provide support now. The French warships don't dare to get too close. We can still hold on... I'll give you this!"
"Holy crap, what is this? Big straw hat..."
Without saying a word, Liu Lang grabbed one and put it on Tietutuo's bald head. The big straw hat could not only protect his forehead, but also his shoulders. It was really a treasure against the rain of arrows.
Just as helmets were being distributed in the trenches, intermittent slogans came from the Qing army camp in the distance. When Tietoutuo heard this, "Damn it, the Qing demons are about to fire a volley again. I don't know if this iron piece will work..." …”
"Don't worry, I have confidence in this guy 'Industrial'. The arrows thrown are not very strong anyway, this layer of iron is enough... Brothers, follow my orders, prepare to open fire and kill those archers... "
At this moment, Mailer's roar came from the distance, "Fire the arrow..." followed by the sound of the bowstring trembling, and now Liu Lang did not retreat but advanced and shouted, "Come on...fire...take advantage of now... …”
The brothers of the New Army stepped on the shooting wooden platform with their big leather boots, and a long iron head and the muzzle of the gun were exposed from the trench. Bang bang bang...a torrential rain of gunfire hit the archer camp.
Crackling, clanking... The bow and arrow hit the iron straw hat, making a post-modern drumming sound. Not to mention that this layer of iron sheet really worked and actually blocked 90% of the arrows, and the remaining 10% was just embedded in it. Once it's on the iron sheet, it can't cause casualties at all.
Look at this volley of muskets again. A long flaming whip struck the archer formation as fast as lightning. Those archers who had not had time to squat down were suddenly swept away in a large area.
The air was filled with the whooshing sound of bullets flying, and the sound of bullets biting flesh, and the archers' position suddenly screamed in agony.
Mailer was so angry that his sausage mouth turned up. "Damn it, they don't want their lives? Are they shooting against the rain of arrows? Are you trying to fight with me because there are more people? I will fight with you to the end... nock the arrows... let go!"
With the order, another hail of arrows rushed out, but unexpectedly the new army fired another round of intensive fire without flinching, even harder than before.
"I don't believe in evil anymore. Let's fire another salvo..." Another round of arrows rained, and the result was another gunfire. At this time, the archery camp was already bleeding like a river, and wounded soldiers and dead bodies were dragged out. All the officers looked at the pile of corpses like a hill, and their faces turned pale.
Just when Mailer was paranoid and wanted to shoot again, suddenly the prostrate musketeers in front shouted, "Sir, don't shoot yet, look at the trenches..."
Swish, dozens of burning torches were thrown in front of the trenches, and with the light of the New Army's searchlights, people finally saw the hedgehog jungle.
I saw that the trench was full of iron straw hats, filled with random bows and arrows. From a distance, they looked like overgrown bushes. Under this strange jungle of arrows, there were countless rifles and pairs of perseverance. s eyes.
"Oh my god, isn't this bullying? They have so many iron straw hats there? How many blacksmiths have to work for this for several months? We haven't seen each other for the first few days, why do so many suddenly appear today? Bullying, this is not Bullying..."
Mailer was about to cry. If he were told that it would only take dozens of minutes to process all these iron straw hats, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.
"What about the fort? Why don't you take action yet, when those French people know that the cannon will fail? They don't dare to rush forward and fight hand-to-hand, so why are they bragging..."
What a coincidence. Just when Mailer was yelling at the French, suddenly there was a sudden sound of movement from the Dagukou fort. The rumbling sound of artillery was actually mixed with the shouting of killing like a mountain and a tsunami.
"It's time to start, the French soldiers finally took action..." There was joy around Mailer.
The Dagukou Fort was now in chaos, and the French army and Eight Banners elites in the darkness had already launched an assault. Although this was a slight change from their original plan, the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired.
The French marines who landed to support Mailer were all elites who had experienced many battles. Although they lost their morals and became pirates, their battlefield consciousness and their own quality were not lost.
During the lurking period, they had already discovered something strange. They discovered that there were always some figures appearing vaguely on the west side of the defense line of Dagukou Fort, and their positions were extremely tricky. They were all in locations with the widest viewing angles and no blind spots.
All veterans have a sense of murderous aura. They can feel the dangerous aura emanating from those figures from more than a hundred meters away.
"Master Foreign... should we take action? Marshal Mailer has already opened the door..."
"Shh... don't make a sound. The enemy on the other side is very strange and dangerous. We have to wait..."
The foreign devils who pretend to be mysterious make these Eight Banners athletes look weird and dangerous with their noses hanging out and crooked? Is it possible to fight without danger?
"Bah...are these foreign devils afraid..." The Eight Banners athletes who retreated spat thick phlegm into the pit, their faces full of dissatisfaction and anger.
At this moment, on the observation post on the fort, a bald soldier jumped up from the box he was leaning on, his eyes staring into the darkness like a thief.
He didn't make any noise, he just walked around the box like a normal person and waved to his superior from where he was carrying people, "Squad leader...Sir Ye Qiu...come here, come here!"
"What's wrong?" Ye Qiu asked confused.
"Sir, there is something strange in the west of us. It seems that something is touching... My eyes are very strange. There was a white light flashing just now. I don't know what it was, but the movement was very strange..."
The person with vicious eyes was Tian Erdan, the treasure Ye Qiuxin had found. Although he had not yet perfected his marksmanship, he was already a reserve sniper. Ye Qiu always took him and his horse back with him when he went on missions.
"Are you sure?" Ye Qiu's voice was a little nervous.
"Sir, don't worry, my eyes can't deceive anyone, and I know all about the ditches and bumps in the wasteland to the west... If an enemy comes here, they will definitely use the more than ten acres of stick land..."
Sniper operations are all about freedom of movement and freedom. Military commanders have always been very vague when giving orders to snipers. They often say, "So and so go to such and such area, lurk and assassinate... Kill as much as you like, how you kill." Got it! 'Look, armies have historically maintained snipers as lone wolves.
Although Xiao Letian's snipers cannot reach the level of lone wolves, they are still raised as a pack of wolves. They all operate in squads and can make decisions on their own without consulting their superiors when encountering emergencies.
Now we actually had a golden opportunity for the enemy to steal the camp. If Ye Qiu, Pang Chaoyun and the others didn't take action, they would be struck by lightning.
Soon, more than thirty snipers began to sneak away from the towering fort, and their original guard positions were replaced by green battalion soldiers. The French on the opposite side had no idea that they had been exposed.
The rumbling sound of artillery covered the footsteps of the snipers. Under the leadership of Tian Erdan and Ma Hui, a group of bloodthirsty wolves gradually lurked to the south of the French army, and a semicircular shooting position appeared.
During the sound of the cannon, Ye Qiu suddenly touched his lips and let out a cuckoo call: "Cuckoo...cuckoo...cuckoo..." After three bird calls, a group of people suddenly rushed out from the edge of the fort, holding burning cannons in their hands. The torch was thrown into the clearing with a roar.
"Light up the friendly troops..." The sky and the earth suddenly became brighter, and a bloody battle was about to break out.
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