Chapter 108, The Widow Maker
In order to facilitate movement, the main body of the machine gun is fixed on the carriage axle. The wheels are made of solid oak and are designed to be large and thick. The surface is covered with a metal anti-rust protective layer to bear the weight of the machine gun and provide better rolling performance.
In addition, this machine gun is also equipped with a series of sophisticated accessories, such as sights, butts, handles, etc., all of which are carefully designed and produced. When Xi Xingchen first saw it, a violent aesthetic of the 19th century came to his face.
As a war enthusiast, Xi Xingchen could easily find more than a dozen serious deficiencies in this water-cooled machine gun, but he could not deny that in this era, this water-cooled machine gun was definitely dominant on the battlefield.
Xi Xingchen still remembers that in the African Campaign of World War I, a British army of more than 50 people repelled dozens of charges from more than 5,000 Metabilis with only 4 Maxim heavy machine guns. More than 3,000 people died, a perfect harvester of human lives.
As if he had discovered a new world, Xi Xingchen walked over quickly in disbelief and pried open several ammunition boxes one after another. He saw that there were yellow bullets neatly stacked in the ammunition boxes. He was even in one of the ammunition boxes. I saw a canvas-type ammunition belt with bullets pressed into it.
"Why do you have this thing?" Xi Xingchen asked in disbelief.
"This is my private collection." Duan Derong pointed to the arms in the warehouse and said proudly, "I have tried every means to make money over the years. I haven't spent any of the money myself. I have spent it all here."
"Why?" Xi Xingchen couldn't help but be curious.
"Because I know that sooner or later, I will have a battle with the bandits, and evil will prevail over good. I don't want to be a soft-footed shrimp who can't do anything when the actual war begins."
When Duan Derong said this, his eyes shone with a fascinating light. This kind of light Xi Xingchen had often seen on TV before, it was the light of faith.
Xi Xingchen looked slightly startled, unable to believe that these words came from Duan Derong's mouth.
Wan County is a small county that was frightened by the bandits in Huangfeng Village. Here, the bandits are like savage beasts, and everyone is afraid to avoid them. What is even more desperate is that everyone from the county magistrate to the government officials here are being harassed. Bandits indirectly or directly bribe.
However, in such a harsh environment, there was actually one person who was silently preparing for war, and this person who was preparing for war was actually a small Qianzong who only led less than 150 garrison troops.
Moreover, Mr. Qian's reputation does not seem to be very good, and he is definitely worthy of the words "oppressing the people and being greedy".
However, those who can shine with the light of faith in their eyes can never be bad no matter how bad they are.
Xi Xingchen has always believed in this, and this is also one of Xi Xingchen's criteria for recognizing people.
Xi Xingchen looked at Duan Derong again and took another look at this infamous man.
"Sometimes, you really can't just look at people by their appearance." Xi Xingchen thought to himself.
Duan Derong did not expect that his casual words would greatly change Xi Xingchen's impression of him. I saw him touching the bullet on the bullet chain, the look in his eyes suddenly darkened, and he said with some heartache: "Although this treasure is good, it is too expensive. Even if I try every means to make money, I can only make money in Fenglei Continent." Bought two thousand bullets from an arms dealer."
"Although there are not many bullets, it is still enough to solve this crisis." Xi Xingchen patted Duan Derong on the shoulder and consoled him.
The water-cooled machine gun, which was called the "Widow Maker" by later generations, was definitely a high-tech technology beyond the times for the closed-door Dayan Dynasty. With the Dayan Dynasty's poor manufacturing capabilities, it was basically impossible to It is impossible to build such a very modern weapon.
Even if it could be made, with Dayan's current production technology, the bullets fired would definitely be equivalent to the same weight of silver. With the pitiful national power of the Dayan Dynasty, it could not afford such a money-burning machine gun.
"What is this? Is it very powerful?" Lian Yutang circled the machine gun twice, like a curious baby, with disdain in his eyes.
"Whether it's serious or not, you'll find out later." Xi Xingchen said with a smile.
Outside Pingshun Camp, Ma Gaoyi stuck his head out of the bunker and looked nervously at the gate of Pingshun Camp.
It has been more than ten minutes since Black Dog and Red Wolf entered Pingshun Camp. They were like mud cows entering the sea without even catching a bubble.
Binh Shun Camp was as quiet as death.
"Boss, did Black Dog and the others encounter an accident?" Niu Xiaofeng asked.
"It's possible! Why don't you go and have a look?" Ma Gaoyi was also very anxious and said impatiently.
"The lack of sound is actually a good sign. Let's wait." A black line immediately appeared on Niu Xiaofeng's face.
Are you kidding? Niu Xiaofeng asked himself that he didn't have the skills of the black dog and the red wolf. If something happened to the two of them, if he went in by himself, it would be like a meat bun beating a dog. There would be no return.
Just when the patience of Ma Gaoyi and others was about to be exhausted, the black dog leaned half out of the camp entrance and waved vigorously, signaling Ma Gaoyi to come over.
Ma Gaoyi was overjoyed when he saw this. With a wave of his hand, three hundred bandits got on their horses and roared away towards Pingshun camp.
Under the gentle breeze of morning breeze, three hundred war horses galloped like a strong wind.
The horseshoes hit the ground, making a deafening roar, as if the earth was shaking.
The smell of dust and rust filled the air, stimulating everyone's sense of smell.
The horses have a strong posture and their muscles show an attractive luster in the sun. The sabers held high by the bandits shone coldly in the morning light.
As the horses galloped, the roars of the bandits seemed to merge into a war song, filled with a bit of pride, as if it could penetrate the sky.
The surrounding scene became blurred under this violent momentum, and only the galloping horses and flying dust formed a breathtaking picture.
Ma Gaoyi waved the Zhanma Sword in his hand, feeling the thirst for blood from the Zhanma Sword in his hand.
Closer, closer, the gate of Pingshun Camp is right in front of us.
The distance of a few hundred meters, in the galloping horse, is just a breath.
In the thick morning fog, Pingshun Camp, surrounded by a deep forest, seemed unusually quiet.
Closer, closer...
Ma Gaoyi's war horses finally entered Pingshun Camp.
The moment he stepped into the Pingshun Camp, Ma Gaoyi saw the black dog and the red wolf. The two were hanging from the branches in front of the camp, dangling from side to side. It was obvious that they could no longer die.
"Fell into a trap!"
As an ominous premonition arose in Ma Gaoyi's heart, he also saw a dozen people gathered in a pile in the center of the school ground, with a strange iron frame with two wheels in front of it.
Although Ma Gaoyi had never seen a water-cooled machine gun, when he saw the machine gun for the first time, he felt a chill all over his body. The frightening feeling was as if he was being targeted by an ancient beast, which made him want to turn around immediately. , run as far as you can.
But at this moment, Ma Gaoyi was followed by three hundred bandits galloping on horseback. They couldn't even stop for a moment in such a narrow passage, let alone turning their horses' heads.
The arrow is on the string and must be fired.
"Kill!"
Ma Gaoyi was determined, clamped the horse's belly hard, and launched the first and last charge in his life.
