Night is not a suitable time for combat.
The evil moon cannot see the sun, nor can it see the moon. The dim and cold light shines on the undulating desert. You can still vaguely see the outline when facing the light source, and you can reach out to see your hands without seeing your five fingers.
Therefore, whether it is offense or defense, torches are essential.
When the scattered flames appeared in the direction of the oasis, Danny carefully wiped a magazine clean, then inserted it into the loading port and loaded it.
The enemy is coming, pay attention.
I can see it.
He first imitated the malt's prompt sound, and then replied to himself.
Doing so, it was as if Malt was still with him, acting as a protector, continuing to fight alongside him, even though he was no longer part of the Precision Shooting Team.
Since the lockdown was over, Danny returned to the musket camp, but Brian soon approached him and brought him a brand new musket.
It's the one he is holding now.
Although it looked no different from the bolt gun used by the precision shooting team, once it was grabbed in his hand, Danny realized that the gun was of no special quality.
It's like a sword with a similar shape. Some are just hand-training works that blacksmiths knock, while others are swords that can blow hair and cut hair.
The metal part of the gun body emits a unique faint light, with a smooth surface like a girl's skin; any interface is flat like a knife and an axe, and it feels natural to touch, without a trace of piercing the hand.
What surprised Danny the most was that it could also have an additional pair of monoculars at the top, and the mirror was engraved with two straight thin lines, and the center of the thin line was where the bullet landed.
He was not sure how this was achieved, but through the sight glass, the originally blurry and tiny long-range target instantly became much clearer, which in a sense was equivalent to extending the range of the gun.
Moreover, the subsequent test-firing training also proved his feeling that the shooting accuracy of this new musket is much higher than that of the ordinary bolt gun. In the absence of wind or breeze, he was sure to hit the head of a human-shaped target within 500 meters.
After learning that this weapon was specially made for him by His Majesty, Danny was so moved that he almost burst into tears on the spot.
Although he made a disciplinary mistake, His Majesty still did not give up on him and gave him the right to freely choose a shooting position in the position. This kind of treatment has no other thoughts than to repay his life.
But when Brian asked if he had any protectors he wanted to choose, Danny refused without hesitation.
He already has his own protector.
This gun.
and malt.
The fires appearing in the field of vision are increasing, just like the stars reflected in the sea of sand. This is long before the commander expected.
Before each battle, the superiors will explain the combat intentions and combat goals in detail to each team, so that they can know how far the next battle will end.
For example, the bonfires lit on the artillery position and the speed of shooting every half a quarter of an hour are all intended to lure the enemy to launch a counterattack, thereby weakening the combatants of the Watchdog clan as much as possible, and preparing for the general attack after dawn.
A brightly lit position can make the enemy notice something strange, and controlling the shooting frequency is to avoid fast and violent bombardment and directly breaking the enemy.
Of course, Danny knew that the artillery battalion could not do the next point at all.
They look at people with their nostrils all day long, but they don’t know how much resources they occupy.
The weapons and ammunition carried by the musket battalion can be carried by soldiers alone, but the artillery battalion?
Without the help of the witch named Hummingbird, they would not even be able to get into the desert.
There were more than a dozen carriages, including the load carrying artillery shells and machine gun shells, and only two howitzers could be placed inside a large wooden box.
If you follow the shooting style during the artillery exercise, you don’t need to do it in half an hour, and two fortress cannons can completely wipe out the ammunition it carries. What?
I could only stare at me.
Although Danny admitted that the exercise showed unparalleled power, he always felt that every shot was a golden dragon, and the group of people regarded this power as their own strength, and they were simply unaware of the great power.
Without His Majesty’s wealthy vault support, they can only eat dirt in front of the musket camp!
Therefore, it is just a nice saying that it is not to leave some inventory in case of accidents.
After all, it will probably take a week or two to wait until the group of recruits open the Oasis supply line and transport new ammunition.
When the fire that rushed in front entered the ambush circle of the First Army, Danny put the crossglass in front of him.
The wind direction... is northerly, stronger.The target is about seven hundred meters.
Thanks.
You're welcome.
He murmured alone, putting his finger on the trigger.
Considering that the accuracy of fighting at night would drop significantly, this time he did not leave the position too far, and chose to shoot head-on so that even if the enemy rode a horse and moved quickly, his range of movement in his field of vision would not be too large.
Sha Min is not a loss, but he is a barbarian who is good at fighting immediately. At first, there were still scattered fire. By the time of charge, it had become a neat forward line.
The sound of horse hooves was uniform, like a drum beat gradually accelerating. At the same time, they dropped the torch in their hands and pulled out the light-blind sword. The artillery position that made intermittent roar was the most eye-catching guide target.
Suddenly, continuous spots of light flashed on the backlit sand dunes on both sides.
Twist twist
The crisp sound of machine guns was mixed into the drum beats of the charge, announcing the official start of the ambush.
Without field guns, heavy machine guns became the weapon with the longest range, and bullets swept towards the charge line like running water, and the desert suddenly became boiling.
The screams, curses and shouts of killing erupted in the crowd, and the shadows under the night seemed to be a little faster.
And Danny turned a blind eye to it.
He only stared at the enemy who rushed to the first place.
Five hundred meters, I caught you.
It is not easy to find the target on a moonless night. He can only vaguely identify the enemy's charge, but it is also not a shooting act, and it is not a score to hit the head.
Whether it is a horse or a rider, any part of it can kill them.
Danny pulled the trigger, the gun body trembled slightly, and the scent of blood-boiling smoke came from his nose.
There was no shot point, nor was there a flying blood. The enemy just trembled all over and fell from the horse.
This is his hunting ground, Danny thought, this is where he should stay.
See, malt?
Don't distract yourself, the next goal is here.
Ah, leave it to me.
The evil moon cannot see the sun, nor can it see the moon. The dim and cold light shines on the undulating desert. You can still vaguely see the outline when facing the light source, and you can reach out to see your hands without seeing your five fingers.
Therefore, whether it is offense or defense, torches are essential.
When the scattered flames appeared in the direction of the oasis, Danny carefully wiped a magazine clean, then inserted it into the loading port and loaded it.
The enemy is coming, pay attention.
I can see it.
He first imitated the malt's prompt sound, and then replied to himself.
Doing so, it was as if Malt was still with him, acting as a protector, continuing to fight alongside him, even though he was no longer part of the Precision Shooting Team.
Since the lockdown was over, Danny returned to the musket camp, but Brian soon approached him and brought him a brand new musket.
It's the one he is holding now.
Although it looked no different from the bolt gun used by the precision shooting team, once it was grabbed in his hand, Danny realized that the gun was of no special quality.
It's like a sword with a similar shape. Some are just hand-training works that blacksmiths knock, while others are swords that can blow hair and cut hair.
The metal part of the gun body emits a unique faint light, with a smooth surface like a girl's skin; any interface is flat like a knife and an axe, and it feels natural to touch, without a trace of piercing the hand.
What surprised Danny the most was that it could also have an additional pair of monoculars at the top, and the mirror was engraved with two straight thin lines, and the center of the thin line was where the bullet landed.
He was not sure how this was achieved, but through the sight glass, the originally blurry and tiny long-range target instantly became much clearer, which in a sense was equivalent to extending the range of the gun.
Moreover, the subsequent test-firing training also proved his feeling that the shooting accuracy of this new musket is much higher than that of the ordinary bolt gun. In the absence of wind or breeze, he was sure to hit the head of a human-shaped target within 500 meters.
After learning that this weapon was specially made for him by His Majesty, Danny was so moved that he almost burst into tears on the spot.
Although he made a disciplinary mistake, His Majesty still did not give up on him and gave him the right to freely choose a shooting position in the position. This kind of treatment has no other thoughts than to repay his life.
But when Brian asked if he had any protectors he wanted to choose, Danny refused without hesitation.
He already has his own protector.
This gun.
and malt.
The fires appearing in the field of vision are increasing, just like the stars reflected in the sea of sand. This is long before the commander expected.
Before each battle, the superiors will explain the combat intentions and combat goals in detail to each team, so that they can know how far the next battle will end.
For example, the bonfires lit on the artillery position and the speed of shooting every half a quarter of an hour are all intended to lure the enemy to launch a counterattack, thereby weakening the combatants of the Watchdog clan as much as possible, and preparing for the general attack after dawn.
A brightly lit position can make the enemy notice something strange, and controlling the shooting frequency is to avoid fast and violent bombardment and directly breaking the enemy.
Of course, Danny knew that the artillery battalion could not do the next point at all.
They look at people with their nostrils all day long, but they don’t know how much resources they occupy.
The weapons and ammunition carried by the musket battalion can be carried by soldiers alone, but the artillery battalion?
Without the help of the witch named Hummingbird, they would not even be able to get into the desert.
There were more than a dozen carriages, including the load carrying artillery shells and machine gun shells, and only two howitzers could be placed inside a large wooden box.
If you follow the shooting style during the artillery exercise, you don’t need to do it in half an hour, and two fortress cannons can completely wipe out the ammunition it carries. What?
I could only stare at me.
Although Danny admitted that the exercise showed unparalleled power, he always felt that every shot was a golden dragon, and the group of people regarded this power as their own strength, and they were simply unaware of the great power.
Without His Majesty’s wealthy vault support, they can only eat dirt in front of the musket camp!
Therefore, it is just a nice saying that it is not to leave some inventory in case of accidents.
After all, it will probably take a week or two to wait until the group of recruits open the Oasis supply line and transport new ammunition.
When the fire that rushed in front entered the ambush circle of the First Army, Danny put the crossglass in front of him.
The wind direction... is northerly, stronger.The target is about seven hundred meters.
Thanks.
You're welcome.
He murmured alone, putting his finger on the trigger.
Considering that the accuracy of fighting at night would drop significantly, this time he did not leave the position too far, and chose to shoot head-on so that even if the enemy rode a horse and moved quickly, his range of movement in his field of vision would not be too large.
Sha Min is not a loss, but he is a barbarian who is good at fighting immediately. At first, there were still scattered fire. By the time of charge, it had become a neat forward line.
The sound of horse hooves was uniform, like a drum beat gradually accelerating. At the same time, they dropped the torch in their hands and pulled out the light-blind sword. The artillery position that made intermittent roar was the most eye-catching guide target.
Suddenly, continuous spots of light flashed on the backlit sand dunes on both sides.
Twist twist
The crisp sound of machine guns was mixed into the drum beats of the charge, announcing the official start of the ambush.
Without field guns, heavy machine guns became the weapon with the longest range, and bullets swept towards the charge line like running water, and the desert suddenly became boiling.
The screams, curses and shouts of killing erupted in the crowd, and the shadows under the night seemed to be a little faster.
And Danny turned a blind eye to it.
He only stared at the enemy who rushed to the first place.
Five hundred meters, I caught you.
It is not easy to find the target on a moonless night. He can only vaguely identify the enemy's charge, but it is also not a shooting act, and it is not a score to hit the head.
Whether it is a horse or a rider, any part of it can kill them.
Danny pulled the trigger, the gun body trembled slightly, and the scent of blood-boiling smoke came from his nose.
There was no shot point, nor was there a flying blood. The enemy just trembled all over and fell from the horse.
This is his hunting ground, Danny thought, this is where he should stay.
See, malt?
Don't distract yourself, the next goal is here.
Ah, leave it to me.
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