Great time travel

Chapter 52, Bed Lord City raid
Due to the collective commotion caused by Doraemon's sudden appearance, Takashiro Souichiro's speech could not continue at all-no matter how hoarse he roared, it was useless!In the end, it was Doraemon who used his magical props to calm the crowd that nearly exploded.

So, Souichiro Takashiro, whose interest was greatly reduced, suddenly became sleepy. He introduced the origin of Doraemon and others in a low voice, and informed everyone that there is now a way to fight against the zombie virus. ——Citizens who grew up watching the "Doraemon" comics expressed their calmness and joy: With the appearance of Doraemon and other supernatural beings, Japan must be saved.

Finally, he announced the news that Gao Cheng's "fake devil soldiers" were about to attack and raid the occupied areas of Zhuzhu City.

——And why they took such a risk to break into the zombie crowd.

"...Although with Doraemon's level of technology, it is not difficult to develop a vaccine against zombie viruses. But the problem is that the Japanese government in Doraemon's world obviously cannot control us aliens. The life and death of the people of the world! And Doraemon, as an ordinary citizen, is unable to afford such a huge expense! If we want to get a vaccine that can overcome the disease, we must use real money to make a deal..."

Souichiro Takashiro said in a deep voice, "...in order to raise funds for the custom-made zombie virus vaccine, and to save all survivors in this city from danger, someone must stand up bravely to destroy those man-eating monsters and save us hometown..."

At this time, some Zhengtai and Luoli holding cardboard boxes appeared out of nowhere, and launched a fundraising campaign to the refugees who were stunned: "...Everyone, for the future of the country, please donate Let's go! The uncles and aunts of the "Worrying for the Country" are going out to fight zombies in order to raise money to develop a vaccine! Now that the world is going to be destroyed, what is the use of your money? As long as we raise money one day earlier If you have enough money, you can get the vaccine one day earlier, and you can really get rid of the threat of zombie virus infection one day earlier...

Ah, no, no, this uncle, we don’t accept banknotes, the yen in the two worlds is not interchangeable, our banknotes are equivalent to waste paper to Doraemon... Do you have any valuable belongings? ?Tie clips and watches are fine..."

"... Huh? My watch is a Rolex... Oh, forget it! No one cares about famous brands now, so I'll give it to you."

A well-dressed middle-aged uncle pouted, sighed, took off his famous watch from his wrist, and threw out a silver business card case.

"...Well... I donate my mobile phone to you too, anyway, I can't make calls now..."

A delicate and weakly beautiful young woman hesitated for a moment, dropped a mobile phone into the donation box, and quietly hid her wedding ring at the same time.

"...I'll give you the wedding ring and necklace! Anyway, my husband has also turned into that kind of monster, and I killed it myself..."

A middle-aged woman with a thick face and a thick face shook her head in frustration, and threw away her wedding ring and necklace.

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Regardless of whether the refugee citizens donate generously or not, at the same time, Soichiro Takashiro's speech continues: "...At the time of this catastrophe, all the patriots of the 'Worrying for the Country and One Heart Association' must work together today! Destroy this ugly species !Let the country restore security!"

He paused for a few seconds, and at the same time drew out the saber from his waist, and slashed fiercely at the void in front of him:
"... Now, I declare: the whole army is attacking! The bed master city mopping up operation-start!"

And the members of the "Worrying the Country and One Heart Association" wearing the uniforms of the old Japanese Imperial Army also raised the "[-] Big Cover" with bayonets high and cheered in unison:

"... Great Japanese Nation! Onboard!"

...Well, although the shout is loud and clear, it's strange that people can't feel the slightest murderous intent... On the contrary, it's a bit... cute?

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Gunpowder smoke filled the air, bullets flew across, and blood was everywhere.

In fact, the "spirited men" who "worried about the country and one heart" had not even had time to walk out of the gate of the Gaocheng family's mansion, and the battle had already broken out-before they had a military parade, a speech, and an army song. The big movement has already attracted zombies from all directions!
Right now, the Gaocheng family's mansion is surrounded by layers of ferocious zombies, shaking the solid iron gate with a "clang" sound.And the street in front of the door is also crowded with zombies everywhere, if they are not cleaned up, the people inside will not even be able to get out of the door!
Therefore, the "spirited men" of the "Concerning the Country and One Heart Association" suppressed the fear in their hearts, and raised the guns they had just obtained to the zombies.

"...Hoo-boom--" "...Bang-bang--" "...Baga! Where are you hitting?"

The rattling sound of the machine gun firing, the rattling sound of pulling the bolt, the hoarse scolding of several small bosses, the long scream of firing grenades...

Across a simple concrete roadblock, the "spirited men" of the Gaocheng family fought fiercely with the swarming zombies.

Although they are dressed in the same clothes as the Imperial Japanese Army before the war, they can't even display 1/10 of the combat effectiveness of the Imperial Japanese Army in the past-whether it is shooting marksmanship or mutual interaction. The tacit understanding of cooperation is very, very problematic.

There is no way, the Japanese society these days has already been completely "demotivated" in the "peace dementia". Even the so-called right-wing violent groups, their force value is quite pathetic.Usually, when fighting in the street, it is enough for each person to hold a metal bat, and at most a samurai sword, so that the other party can see a little blood... As for the big scene of bullets flying and explosions in police movies , which is almost impossible to occur in reality.

Therefore, in addition to the virtual shooting games in the computer, most of the "fake devil soldiers" in the "Worrying the Country" are now touching guns for the first time in their lives (imitation guns that fire BB bullets are not counted, there are many in Japan People like to play), only a few three or four people have experience in live ammunition shooting abroad, in the police or self-defense forces... and because of time constraints, there is no time to train them, and they can only learn to fight in battle .

Seeing so many zombies roaring and attacking now, these rookies are already in a hurry, but their firearms are also very problematic:
"... da da da—(stuck)... da da da—(jamming)... da da da—ah!!!

Behind the barbed-wire concrete barricade, a few rookie Japanese soldiers surrounded two machine guns with crooked handles. The zombies on the opposite side found a gap and almost rushed in.

——Taisho [-]-type light machine gun, or commonly known as "crooked machine gun", can be said to be a wonderful flower in the history of firearms design.Not only because of its wonderful appearance, but also because of its wonderful performance, even the Kuomintang and Communist armies who captured it on the battlefield hated it very much.

First of all, this kind of machine gun must constantly lubricate the shell case with lubricating oil, so that the shell can be ejected by the kinetic energy provided by the recoil of the bolt.Therefore, an oiler is equipped on the machine gun to lubricate the bullets anytime and anywhere - one can imagine how hard the gunner has to work on the battlefield and how easy it is to make mistakes.

Moreover, because the structure of the crooked sub-machine gun is too complicated, and the quality of the parts is not reliable, it is very easy to break down in battle.

What's more terrible is that the Taisho [-]-type light machine gun is very sensitive to changes in the weather environment, like a squeamish little girl, it needs to be oiled frequently in order to shoot stably under low temperature conditions.And in the midsummer conditions of high temperature and humidity, even oiling will not help.

In fact, the Taisho 35-type light machine gun has a relatively low failure rate only in the seasons that are neither hot nor cold, dry or wet, and are carefully wiped and maintained, and the combat intensity is not high, and there is no need for long-term continuous shooting. Some—the current bed master city is being adjusted by Doraemon with the [weather controller] to a high temperature and high humidity of [-] degrees Celsius in midsummer weather, and the guys operating the machine guns are a group of people who have never seen it half an hour ago. A rookie who has touched a gun, but thousands of zombies are pouring in like a tide, no matter how many are knocked over, it will never end, there is no gap at all...

Therefore, after N times of jamming failures in a row and two people's fingers were burned, these "Yamato warriors of the Heisei era" could only curse the engineer who designed the crooked sub-machine gun to die (in fact, after so many years, those engineers Grass may have already grown on the grave of the Japanese army), while admiring the superb skills of the senior Japanese army machine gunners in World War II, they abandoned all the crooked machine guns with Japanese characteristics and replaced them with the pre-war Japanese imitation Maxim water-cooled Type heavy machine gun - Although this thing is very bulky, it is more reliable after all, and it is perfect for defensive warfare.

Of course, compared with the troubles caused by another "World War II famous gun", this little trouble for you rookie machine gunners is nothing.

"...Boom!...Boom!...Boom!"

——Takashi Komuro, who voluntarily participated in the war, held a Nambu Type [-] pistol in both hands, and stood on the roof of the building and kept shooting at the crowds of zombies below.It's a pity that he was touching a gun for the first time in his life, and he didn't show any extraordinary marksmanship talent, so he didn't hit a single one...

What's even more strange is that although the target of the shooting was a zombie, with the crisp gunshots, there were bursts of human screams... The reason is very simple and embarrassing-although the bullets he fired failed to shatter any Zombie's head, but the thrown bullet casing accurately hit the students around him!
"...Ah—ah—Takashi Komuro! Who are you hitting?!"

The hot bullet casings ejected from the Nambu Type [-] pistol hit his shoulders and back one after another. The fat military otaku Hirano Toda, who was squatting on the ground next to him and aiming and shooting with a sniper rifle, finally couldn't help but screamed and jumped. He got up and glared at Takashi Komuro.

——Nanfang Type [-] pistol, a special weapon for Japanese military officers during World War II, and it is also a strange weapon that is even more unsuccessful than crooked machine guns.

To what extent has the design of this thing failed?First of all, the firing pin is not hard enough and brittle, the firing is weak, and it is easy to break. According to the American soldiers, even suicide cannot be guaranteed.Then there is the extremely cumbersome design structure - Japanese engineers seem to be no worse than the Germans who designed the "Tiger" tank in their ability to complicate simple tasks - a little poor maintenance will cause jams and frequent fires, and due to ammunition The mistakes in the design of the cartridge shoots caused the clips to often fall off when shooting.Then there is the poor accuracy. Theoretically, the range is 50 meters. In fact, the bullets fly randomly ten meters away.In addition, its penetrating power is also extremely poor. According to field tests by soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, it can't even penetrate wooden doors.

Therefore, even if the Eighth Route Army in the valley was so poor that it had no guns or cannons, it was not very willing to use the Southern Fourteen-type pistol. After World War II, the Kuomintang prison system used this gun to execute traitors. The embarrassing incident of killing an old man with a gun was passed down as a joke by journalists for a while.If it is used on the battlefield...wouldn't it be equivalent to letting the enemy perform the magical skill of "invulnerability", and by the way, morale will skyrocket?

But the above-mentioned shortcomings are not the most fatal-the lethality of many police pistols and miniature pistols is worse than that of the southern fourteen-type pistol. In actual combat, they cannot even penetrate criminals' down jackets from three meters away ( It is a domestic fact that finally forced the police to hit the criminal’s forehead with a pistol and knock him unconscious), but it is still widely used—the really terrible thing is that the ejection window of the southern fourteen-type pistol is actually set. directly above the receiver.The moment the shell is ejected, the shell will fly out towards the top of the gun in an almost vertical direction, and its height can even reach two meters!The next moment, the hot bullet case fell from the top of the head again, either hitting the shooter himself, or hitting the comrades beside him!It would be fine if the bullet case fell on the military cap or clothes, and it shouldn't be able to burn through the cloth in just a moment.But if it falls on the ears, on the forehead and in the neck... well, then the skin and flesh of this unlucky bastard will suffer from pain and burning...

No way, the Nambu Type [-] pistols worn by Japanese officers during World War II are so unreasonable to use.As a result, many Japanese military officers would rather draw out their sabers and slash at the enemy when they were in dire straits, rather than use such unreliable pistols for the final fight in their lives—you pull the trigger and there is a snap, The opponent was unscathed, but you were hit on the forehead by a bullet casing, bleeding all over your face... Do you dare to use this gun?

Well, without further ado.Due to the strong wind on the roof and the large body surface area of ​​the fat man, all the hot bullet casings thrown from Takashi Komuro's pistol hit Hirano Toda next to him.But now the weather is hot and the clothes are thin, so it made him scream.

"...Since you are holding such a dangerous gun, you should stand farther away! Why come to me when you have nothing to do? Go, go, go over there!"

"...Sorry sorry, I really don't know how weird this broken gun is. Besides, I can't shoot anymore now."

Takashi Komuro laughed dryly, and spread his hands to Hirano Toda, revealing the gun body and magazine that had been split into two.

"...The magazine of this gun suddenly fell off by itself just now, and I couldn't put it in anyway... How about you try it?"

"..." Hirano Toda suddenly felt black lines all over his forehead...

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Fortunately, as a well-known bolt-action rifle in the East, the "[-] big cover" in the hands of the "fake devil soldiers" still exerts its due reliability and firepower level.The Hundred-type submachine guns held by another group of people made up for the lack of continuous firepower to a certain extent.In particular, Rei Miyamoto, who was born in the spear department, holds a "[-] cover" with a bayonet on it, shoots and stabs continuously, as nimble as an eel, and cooperates closely with her boyfriend Haoyong Jing who holds a [-]-style submachine gun. Like a farmer cutting wheat, he beat the zombies over and over until their brains burst.

In addition, the grenades and grenades fired by the members of Gao Cheng's family also blew up the zombies, sending charred limbs flying all over the sky.But the problem is that the loud noise produced by the roar of these weapons has attracted more zombies from a distance, causing the battle to be further protracted.

Moreover, taking advantage of the pause of the defenders' firepower network, sporadic zombies crossed the courtyard wall and broke into the courtyard several times.Seeing this, the unarmed asylum citizens would just howl and run around.Thanks to Mrs. Takashiro Yuriko and several armed maids, carrying the "March 1911 cover" and the Browning M[-] pistol she kept in her possession to plug the leaks, and the precise sniping from the air by Nobita Nobita and other elementary school students, it did not lead to any accidents. Greater scourge.

Seeing a sweeping operation that should have been like a massacre - after all, although zombies are difficult to kill, at least they move slowly, have no vision, cannot avoid bullets, and are even more impossible to confront living people with guns. Shooting——Being beaten by these 21st-century Japanese devils, Wang Qiu and Ma Tong couldn't help sighing: The Japanese these days and the devils in the era of militarism are indeed two completely different creatures!

However, under the circumstances that human beings are no longer afraid of zombie virus infection, these ordinary zombies without intelligence and will not evolve into big monsters, no matter how large in number, cannot be the opponent of a modern army—even a group Low-quality rabble!

Despite being attracted by the intense gunshots and frequent explosions, tens of thousands of zombies continued to emerge from every corner of the city, rushing to the door of Gaocheng's house one after another like moths to a flame.However, under Doraemon's unlimited supply of guns and ammunition, as well as the Jedi counterattacks and endless fights of the Gaocheng family, their final outcome can only be drowned in the hail of bullets, smashed into piles of indistinguishable rotten Meat.

Moreover, with the passage of time, after squandering an unknown number of boxes of ammunition, the rookies of the "Concerned about the Country and One Heart Association" gradually mastered the battle... or the rhythm of the massacre, and began to be able to pull the trigger calmly and skillfully. Calmly knocked down the flailing zombies to the ground.

Eventually, as there were fewer and fewer targets, the gunfire gradually died down.With Mrs. Yuriko Takashiro's Browning M1911 pistol, a gorgeous and dazzling tongue of flame spewed out, and the last zombie wriggling outside the courtyard wall was also beaten to pieces... At this moment, the whole mansion became It was quiet, but the pungent gunpowder smoke, bloody smell and rancid smell brought by the fierce battle still lingered in the huge courtyard, which really made people want to vomit.And tens of thousands of mutilated corpses have completely blocked the road outside Gao Cheng's house, and the sticky blood flowed into a small river.

In order to open a passage for everyone in the Gaocheng family to enter and exit, the Doraemon Five and Wang Qiu had to suppress their nausea and use the [shrinking light] to shrink the corpses of the zombies one by one, and then sent a cleaning robot to throw them into the [dimension] garbage can】.Then, the [weather controller] was manipulated, and a localized torrential rain fell within the small half of the main city centered on Gaocheng's house, using the overwhelming rain to wash away the disgusting stains on the ground.

——In fact, if you carefully search the remains, you should be able to find a lot of property such as bracelets, rings, and necklaces from them.But neither the traversers nor the natives of this time and space could bear such disgust, so they could only throw them away together.

However, when Wang Qiu, Doraemon and others initially cleared the attack road and flew back to Gaocheng's house with [Bamboo Dragonfly], they saw some disturbance in Gaocheng's courtyard.Hundreds of people gathered on a lawn to chat and shout... But at the next moment, the crowd gathered in the courtyard suddenly changed from noisy to silent, and then, everyone with fearful expressions on their faces, slowly backed away...

Looking down from the sky, Wang Qiu saw Soichiro Takashiro standing alone in the middle of the dispersed crowd, carrying a wooden sword.

And an office worker wearing a suit shirt and tie fell on the ground in front of him, as if he had received a heavy blow in the abdomen. The entire body of this office worker was curled up like a bowed shrimp In a ball, trembling in extreme pain.There is also a little loli with twin ponytails and pigtails squatting tearfully next to the office worker, glaring at Soichiro Takashiro with hatred that seems to be able to boil a kettle.

Immediately afterwards, from Mrs. Gaocheng Yuriko's narration, Wang Qiu probably knew the reason for the conflict: just now, a few zombies broke through the wall by chance and broke into the courtyard, creating a huge commotion among the refugees.The office worker's wife was separated from her husband and daughter first, and was unfortunately bitten by a zombie and seriously injured, then fell into a hidden bush and was not found for a long time... until the gun battle temporarily subsided, the unfortunate The woman turned into a zombie, whimpered and stood up from the bushes, appearing in front of everyone.

Seeing this, the members of the "Worrying the Country and One Heart Association" wanted to shoot the zombie in the head, but they were stopped by the mad husband.Therefore, Soichiro Takashiro had to ask someone to hold the office worker, and then shot his wife's head off with his own hands... Next, the office worker who lost his beloved wife was still relentless, and yelled with red eyes The man wanted to ask Takashiro Soichiro for an explanation, but was knocked down by the chairman with a wooden knife.

— Well, it's a sad story indeed.

At the same time, facing the hostile gaze of the little Lolita who lost his mother, Souichiro Takashiro hesitated for a while, and finally opened his mouth, comforting him in a low voice: "...Little girl, for those who have become zombies by themselves I am very sorry about your mother. But..."

He took a deep breath, and suddenly changed the topic, "...This is the current reality of this cruel world! Even relatives, friends, or lovers...as long as they become zombies, they will be completely innocent. Kill it without hesitation, otherwise, you will be the one who dies!"

"... Now, tens of thousands of monsters have been wiped out. The safe passage to the outside has also been opened! In order to end this tragic nightmare, to prevent such a tragedy from happening again, attack! Warriors! To protect this land that belongs to us!"

Then, under the complicated eyes of many refugees, two bean chariots with the sun flag rumbled out of the gate of Gao Cheng's house...