New Ming Empire mixed in America

The canvas bag chain filled with bullets quickly slid in from the ammunition supply port above the rotating machine gun, and the empty canvas bag chain was collected by the reel from the side.

Bullets were fired one after another at the black rebels who were still in a state of confusion.

The black man who had just rushed in front to show his identity as the leader was hit by dozens of bullets and fell into a pool of blood.

The rest of the rebels were also swept to the ground one by one, and the luckier ones were killed on the spot by lead bullets.

The unlucky ones can only roll on the ground and wail, waiting for death to come.

Big and small bags of things were thrown all over the floor, and the colorful clothes were stained with blood and became worthless.

The black people behind were quick to react and would open the door of the nearby house and shrink in, or they would hide in the corner and not dare to show their heads.

Those who reacted slowly lay down on the spot and prayed that the bullet would not hit themselves.

After all the 300-round canvas belts were put away by the reel on the side of the rotating machine gun, there were no more black rebels standing on the street.

"Battle formation, pay attention to the houses on both sides, prepare grenades!"

The company commander on duty at night, who had been waiting for a long time, shouted loudly, and then led the national defense troops to attack the black rebels who were hiding.

This night attack, which was not considered a night attack, did not cause much trouble to the National Defense Forces. On the contrary, the gunfire that lasted for half the night frightened the residents of San Jose for a long time.

Early the next morning, Ding Yi followed the squad leader and was given a new task, which was to drag away the bodies of the black rebels who were killed yesterday, so as not to delay the advance of the troops.

"Be smarter with your hands and feet. If it weren't for you new recruits, would I have been assigned this unlucky job?"

I saw several recruits vomiting while moving, and the squad leader was so disgusted that he went up and gave each of them two kicks.

"It's not like you didn't see dead people yesterday, why are you still acting like a coward today?"

Although he was cursing, the squad leader spit out the cigarette in his mouth and took the bloody corpse that was blown up by the grenade from the recruit.

After arranging these recruits to carry the bodies of the black rebels who were killed by bullets, the squad leader asked Ding Yi beside him: "Why didn't you vomit?"

Ding Yi smiled and asked, "Didn't the monitor also vomit?"

The squad leader chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I'm okay now. When I first went to the battlefield, I was so vomiting that I was still vomiting even though we were more than a hundred meters away."

"Later, my old squad leader arranged for us to move the corpses. At that time, we were facing a position that had just been bombed by mortars. I almost vomited and passed away."

The squad leader was not embarrassed at all when he talked about his past embarrassing things, but rather felt like he was recalling the past.

From a farmer to a veteran on the battlefield, the squad leader himself found it incredible.

"Squad leader, what are you going to do in the future?"

Ding Yi moved the corpse and suddenly asked. His question made the squad leader think for a while before giving the answer.

"What else can I do? Of course I'm going home to farm. Long live the land has just been divided. I have to pick it up and pass it on to my son."

The squad leader told a true portrayal of that era. Serving as a soldier during peacetime and fighting for the people, and returning home to continue farming after the war was the longest thing the Chinese did in the past.

There are many men who kill people on the battlefield and kneel on the washboard after returning home.

What are these for?

It's not because these people have thoughts and ties in their hearts.

The National Defense Forces have established a firm foothold in the urban area, but Li Mingqi is a little dissatisfied.

It's not that the National Defense Forces are advancing too slowly, but that they are dissatisfied with the lack of heavy artillery in their army.

Just relying on mortars to bomb a city can be said to be a fantasy. Not to mention the extremely short range, even the power cannot satisfy him.

So this morning he ordered Liang Youwen to postpone the advance.

After receiving Li Mingqi's order, although Liang Youwen was a little confused, he still ordered to notify the national defense forces to consolidate their positions.

By noon, he knew Li Mingqi's plan, because a batch of new artillery was transported along the repaired highway from the direction of San Francisco.

Looking at the total of two hundred Xinming-style 75 cannons, Li Mingqi was finally a little satisfied.

The newly promoted Royal Guards, who had just put on the Velcro logo, were dispatched to the battlefield with new artillery.

This time Li Mingqi could finally enjoy the addiction of being a charioteer and conquering in person.

Although I was just watching from the artillery position, at least I was on the battlefield.

After the artillerymen set up their positions, Li Mingqi directly ordered the artillery fire.

The power of artillery should be tested on the battlefield. From the rear, it is impossible to see how good artillery is in actual combat.

For example, this time, when the artillery was transported from San Francisco, it was okay to walk on the road, and it only needed two horses to pull it.

But when there are no roads, four horses are needed to drag it.

This is because the wheels on the artillery mount were replaced with pneumatic tires.

If it were a wooden tire, it would probably require at least six horses.

In order to prevent the artillery support from being delayed in a similar battle in the National Defense Force, the new Ming Dynasty version of Li Yunlong shouted, "Drag up my Imperial 75 cannon."

Li Mingqi believed that the mechanization of the New Ming Empire's army must be put on the agenda.

"Fire!" As the leaders of each Royal Guard artillery crew repeated Li Mingqi's order, the new 75-meter cannon of the Xinming Empire finally roared for the first time on the battlefield.

The scene when two hundred Imperial 75 guns fired a salvo was far less shocking than in the movie.

After only two rounds of shelling, Li Mingqi had to take Liu Erhe to leave the artillery position and retreat to the rear.

Rubbing his ears, which were still buzzing, Li Mingqi said to Zhao Zhen, the annoying spirit who was following him:

"Remember, when we return, we will equip the artillerymen with head-mounted earmuffs that can be used with headphones."

At first, he only issued some noise-proof earplugs like those used by the factory to these artillerymen, but now it seems that although those things are of some use, they still suffer a lot.

So Li Mingqi was ready to launch a kind of artillery earmuff similar to that of later generations.

When the artillery fires in large groups, two people facing each other may not be able to hear clearly what they are saying, so a set of special artillery gestures are needed.

Li Mingqi didn't understand this, so he was prepared to leave it all to his secretarial team.

These young people selected from the Royal Academy of Yingtian Mansion not only have to learn knowledge from Li Mingqi, but also help Li Mingqi deal with various problems part of the time.

For example, trivial matters such as encouraging the people of the New Ming Empire to open factories, encouraging inventions and creations, and cultivating the people's love for learning.

The shells fired by real artillery are not as powerful as those of mortars.

It can be said that very few buildings on the outskirts of the city are still intact after being bombarded by artillery shells.

Even the ground was blown up by artillery shells, leaving large and small shell craters.

After several rounds of shelling, not to mention the shadow of the enemy in front of the Wehrmacht front, even the barricades were razed to the ground.

In this way, after several rounds of shelling, it moved forward a little, and after several rounds of shelling, it moved forward again.

By the afternoon, the National Defense Forces had approached the factory area.

The National Defense Forces encountered some minor setbacks here, because in order to protect their property, the factory owners armed a large number of workers to block the factory gates and guard the National Defense Forces.

And rejected Ming Xiejun's "reasonable" suggestion to take over the factory.

This made Davis, who arrived just in the afternoon, very dissatisfied.

In order to show his value, he was delayed in receiving the news that the National Defense Forces had begun to attack San Jose, so he came to ask Li Mingqi if he needed help from the Ming Xie Army.

Although they may not be able to do it on the battlefield, Davis feels that he is the most professional in helping deal with some unsighted people.