Expedition to Europe

The biggest difference between rifles and submachine guns is the range. The best use distance of rifles is usually between 200 meters and 400 meters, while the best use distance of submachine guns is usually within 200 meters.

Compared with rifles, the advantage of submachine guns is that they can fire continuously. As long as the magazine is not empty, they can keep firing, which has the firepower advantage that rifles do not have.

The advantage of rifles over submachine guns lies in the range and power. If the advantage of continuous firing is not considered, the performance of rifles is undoubtedly better than that of submachine guns in all aspects.

In fact, it is questionable how much the role of this firepower continuity is. Whether it is a rifle or a submachine gun, as long as it is hit, it will basically lose its combat effectiveness. There is not much difference between being hit by one shot and being hit by two shots.

Tang Jiading had always been proud of the "hand-held flower machine gun" equipped by the Northeast Army, just like the only unit equipped with steel helmets in Duan Zhiquan's hands. This is the treatment that only the most elite troops have.

But now seeing the rifles that can fire continuously in the hands of these precision shooters of Lan Fang, Tang Jiading was shocked.

Tang Jiading really couldn't understand why it was a rifle but didn't need to pull the bolt to load the bullet.

When shooting with a rifle, a very serious problem is that you have to pull the bolt to load the bullet every time you fire, which will affect the continuity of the soldier's shooting action, and will also delay the opportunity to fight because of the delay.

If the rifle can change the bullet without pulling the bolt...

To be honest, Tang Jiading had never imagined this problem before.

With such doubts, when he met McTavish, Tang Jiading raised his own questions.

"The weapons we are equipped with are all designed and manufactured by Lan Fang, and the rifles are of course the same. As for why you don't need to pull the bolt, I don't know this question. I guess it takes an engineer to answer you." McTavish was vague.

McTavish was an action personnel, not a scientific researcher, and he certainly couldn't give an answer that satisfied Tang Jiading.

Even if he knew the answer, McTavish would not tell Tang Jiading, Lan Fang still attached great importance to the "Secrecy Law".

McTavish was in a bad mood at the moment, because this attack was completely a performance by the precision shooters. The battle was over before McTavish even fired a shot, which made McTavish feel a little unhappy.

Of course, it was only one point. For McTavish, the weaker the combat effectiveness of the Southern Military Government’s troops, the easier it would be for McTavish and his team to complete the task.

Attacking a checkpoint or something was just a side job. Finding Huang Fugui and bringing him out was McTavish’s real mission, and this must be remembered.

“Can I see your rifle?” Tang Jiading still didn’t give up.

“No, this is my bread and butter. For now, it’s just like my wife. Can I let you see it casually?” McTavish refused bluntly.

The Northeast Army probably didn’t have anything like the “Secrecy Law”, so Tang Jiading had no sense of confidentiality at all, so he made such a request. Of course, this could also be Tang Jiading pretending to be stupid. Just take a look, it won’t cost you a piece of meat anyway.

No matter what Tang Jiading's starting point was, McTavish would not hand over his rifle to Tang Jiading. This was a taboo in the army. Although McTavish was a Catholic, he also tabooed this.

"Find a few people to replace those people to continue setting up checkpoints here." Rommel changed the subject. This "Desert Fox" was indeed cunning.

Tang Jiading agreed with him and immediately forgot about McTavish's rifle and turned to find someone.

He had to forget it. McTavish came back to get a backpack. Now he had put on his backpack and continued to set off. What's the point of looking at people who had left?

When he arrived at the checkpoint of the Southern Military Government, Tang Jiading was shocked again.

There were about 15 or 16 soldiers of the Southern Military Government on the entire checkpoint. Now they had all been shot dead, and the bodies were everywhere.

From the location of the shots, it can be seen that almost all of them were killed with one shot. Only a few were shot in the neck or heart, and most were shot in the head.

This kind of silk-like corpse is extremely miserable. Many of them have their heads exploded directly, and red and white blood flowed all over the ground. You can't see their original appearance at all.

Especially on the two Lewis machine gun positions, the machine gunners' hands were still on the trigger, but they didn't even fire a bullet. It was really a bit frustrating to die.

In fact, it's better this way, at least there is no pain in dying.

What surprised Tang Jiading even more was the integrity of the equipment of the Southern Military Government soldiers. From the perspective of the placement of the corpses, the Lan Fang soldiers had checked them and made sure that every enemy was killed before they stopped and evacuated.

It can be seen that the Lan Fang soldiers cleaned the battlefield rather carelessly, and basically had no awareness of searching the body, and did not impose more insults on the dead.

This is actually a bit flattering to McTavish and others. Tang Jiading has never seen the ferocity of the Lan Fang soldiers when fighting against foreign troops. Everyone wanted to open their mouths to see if there were gold teeth. Respect for the dead is a joke.

The soldiers of the Republic of China were still very pitiful. Most of them had nothing except the weapons they carried. Even if McTavish and his men searched them extensively, they probably wouldn't find much.

This was the main reason why McTavish and his men gave up the search.

The treatment of the Lan Fang "Royal First Brigade" is still very good. The soldiers can make a lot of money, but they can still support themselves and their families. The logistics department of the Lan Fang military is not stingy, and the supply of various materials has always been as much as needed, so the soldiers of the First Brigade don't care much about those small amounts of money.

One detail can prove the abundance of Lan Fang's materials. Among the troops that went out of Beijing to perform the mission this time, among all the hundreds of Northeast Army soldiers, only Tang Jiading had a pocket watch, and all 36 Lan Fang commandos wore watches, which is very telling.

After a short interlude, McTavish and his team continued to set off. This time, they did not march in formation with backpacks, but sent out scouts, and they were disguised scouts.

There was a battle here just now, so it was reasonable if there were a few wounded, so five or six commandos dressed in the uniforms of the Southern Military Government began to play the role of wounded soldiers, not only wrapped in bandages but also carrying stretchers, looking like defeated soldiers.

As the captain, McTavish still had privileges. He lay on the stretcher openly and hummed from time to time. He was really addicted to acting.

The original text can be read in Liu # 9 @Shu/bar!

It was easy to deal with with disguise. Although the speed of these wounded soldiers carrying stretchers seemed a bit abnormal, no one probably noticed these details. Even if they noticed, it was normal. Those who could be carried on stretchers were probably seriously injured. This was a race against time with the god of death, so it was normal to be fast.

So the speed immediately increased greatly. When Tang Jiading and his team passed another checkpoint of the Southern Military Government, they only saw five or six corpses on the ground, and did not even hear a gunshot. I don’t know how McTavish and his team did it.

Such a commando brought more curiosity to Tang Jiading, and this curiosity was slowly turning into awe.

"How should I put it? These people cannot be measured by ordinary people's eyes. They are not human beings at all. It is more appropriate to describe them as super humans." Rommel explained Tang Jiading's doubts.

There is no concept of "superman" yet, but it does not prevent people from understanding the meaning of "superhuman". Rommel's words can be regarded as recognition of the Lanfang Commando.

"Our requirements are not low, and everyone is carefully selected. Why can't we train like that?" Tang Jiading is now convinced.

It has been seven hours since leaving Daogu. If we calculate the distance, we should have walked more than 40 kilometers. This area is a hilly area, and the road conditions are neither good nor bad. It is precisely because of the fast speed of the Lanfang Commando that Tang Jiading's people have gritted their teeth and kept up.

Soldiers shed blood but not tears. It is more difficult to make them admit that they are not as good as others than to kill them. Therefore, although Tang Jiading's people are close to physical exhaustion, they are still struggling to support.

Relatively speaking, the Lanfang Commando is much more relaxed. They are not very ostentatious. They just keep their heads down and hurry on. The frequency of breathing is steady and the pace of their feet is constant. There is not much difference from when they just set out in the morning.

Tang Jiading's men were a bit off. Many soldiers' equipment was crooked, and they were not as strong and powerful as they were in the morning. There were even a few who fell behind, which made Tang Jiading feel a bit embarrassed.

"Almost every week, they would conduct such training once, a forced march of about 100 kilometers, then a medium-intensity battle, and then cross the mountains and return to the troops without carrying any supplies. This is common for them. If it was the Royal First Brigade, I guess it would be about 150 kilometers of forced march." Rommel said slowly, it seems that this is also a regular training. At least he can keep up with the team and looks quite relaxed.

"Hey, Colonel, your data is from three months ago. We are now the 200-kilometer type." There was a commando next to him, and he immediately updated the data with a smile.

"200 kilometers! Do you want to suffer for your blessings?" Tang Jiading thought of the dozen cars of the commando team and was really puzzled.

"Hehe, I don't know if it's asking for trouble, but we've gotten used to it after a while. At least we won't be looked down upon in this situation." The commando soldier answered with great pride.

This answer is really a bit embarrassing, and the subtext is: we really look down upon you now.

Tang Jiading looked at the Lan Fang commandos who looked normal and walked briskly, and then looked at the Northeast Army who looked ashen and staggered, and could only sigh.

There is no way, the fact is that it is natural to be looked down upon.

However, he was really unwilling to accept it!