Vault 32

Chapter 206 Cannon Roar

The humming hydroelectric generator sets rotate the blades all the time, not because of the turbulent underground river inside the cave base. With the action of high-precision instruments, the kinetic energy is converted into kinetic energy, providing the interior of the base transformed from the underground cave. A small amount is also a long-term source of electricity. For a base that completely relies on exchanging industrial power storage boxes to maintain the three major systems of lighting, ventilation, and communication, even these two small hydroelectric generator sets can save a lot of money.

The Soviet officer, Blejevsky, had to admit that in just one or two months since he arrived here, he had already watched these Americans turn this originally dark and damp place into a The underground karst cave has been abruptly transformed into a living base.Although they did not have permission to leave the No. [-] cave, they could tell from the echoes of the conversation that several large-scale defensive bunkers had been built even outside the cave base.

And Bledjewski walked forward slowly, living in the cave for more than ten weeks did not expose him to the slightest sunlight, and his already fair skin became a little pale.And his hair is also a little dry, and his brows and eyes have lost the calmness he had when he first came to this cave base. He occasionally turned his head to look at Liszt who was walking beside him, and there was a bit of haze in his eyes. Coughing slowly, he said lightly, "Then Mr. Liszt, you just showed me how the great Soviet army conquered this crude base that has only been built for more than two months?"

"The Soviet army may be very powerful and can break through my humble base, but I don't think it is great."

In the slightly dim cave tunnel, Liszt was also striding forward, glancing at Blejewski with an expressionless expression on his face, but with a sarcastic smile on his face.Just three meters behind him, two young men from the Marine Corps were acting as guards with M4A1 assault rifles with bayonets attached, looking warily at the Soviets in front of them.However, there was not much nervousness in Liszt's eyes. Even though he knew that the guy next to him had a Soviet army standard spur hidden on the side of his thigh, he still strode forward without looking back and spoke at the same time. Said: "And they have come now."

"The tactical bombing lasted for about 3 minutes? If such a density is placed on the frontal battlefield against the US Federation, I think the commander who carried out this tactical bombing will be tried in a military court."

Brejewski shook his head slightly and shrugged his shoulders in regret.However, following his walking posture, his hand also subconsciously swept over the corner of his thigh. Inside the slightly bulging bag was firmly tied a Soviet military-style military thorn, which was still extremely sharp.This was quietly handed over to him by another soldier, and Brejewski looked at Liszt who was almost close in front of him, his heart trembled slightly, and the fingertips that touched the handle of the saber also left again, just As if unintentionally, he said: "If the bombing lasts longer, perhaps these caves with uneven force will collapse by themselves."

"If the bombing lasts longer, maybe you will be buried under the collapsed rock formation." The smile on the corner of his mouth remained the same, Liszt's ears shook slightly, and he seemed to have heard the slight wind in the tunnel in front of him. There was already a certain smell of burning and gunpowder explosion in the nostrils, and the pace of his feet couldn't help but speed up a bit. At the same time, he turned his head to look at Bledewski who seemed to have stabilized, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. Sarcasm: "You know, there is one thing I have to explain. We are several meters below the rock formation, and it is unlikely that we will be bombed by the surface and cause the collapse."

Liszt's eyes were full of sarcasm, but Brejewski couldn't help but pause slightly as he moved forward. He could see the hidden confidence in the seemingly mocking gaze in front of him.Subconsciously swallowed, the two guards of the US Marine Corps behind him were also urging him to move forward, so he shook his head vigorously, and continued to stride forward to keep up with Liszt's pace, but for some reason , but his heart throbbed a little more.

The smell of scorched earth was getting thicker and thicker. Liszt just sniffed the air slightly, and the tip of his nose was already filled with this gas that can only be produced after burning.Reaching out and rubbing the tip of his nose, Liszt still strode forward. Two half-meter-high circular tunnels had been dug on both sides of Cave No. [-], and he knew that this was the main passage to the four defensive bunkers on the west side. However, he did not get into the narrow tunnel, but turned around and walked towards Cave No. [-].

Passing through the long and narrow tunnel, the atmosphere of war in the No. 2 cave is more intense. Ten marines are stationed here tensely, but the ground is all covered with black ash blown in. And look at the opened shooting holes. , I knew that the smell of ashes and scorched smell came from the outside.An M[-] Browning heavy machine gun has been set up on the firing position made of concrete pouring. The tripod firmly supports the heavy gun body, and the shooter and deputy shooter have already looked out nervously, through the far-sighted gun mounted on the heavy machine gun. With the scope, he observed the situation outside very solemnly.

And right next to the heavy machine gun position, at a corner of the No. 92 cave, on a platform also made of concrete, a short and flexible cannon was placed on it, which was carried out by the other five marines in division of labor. Manipulation, it was Liszt who exchanged in the system and the World War II Japanese Type [-] infantry gun.They were all ready, and they all looked at the situation outside with solemn faces. Even as soldiers transporting ammunition, they had already moved over a dozen shells and boxes of heavy machine gun chains in the shortest possible time, and used them directly. The crowbar is open and ready to be used.

"Such a small cannon? It looks really strange."

But Brejewski's eyes scanned the No. 92 cave, but his gaze was already aimed at the Type [-] infantry artillery on the artillery position in that corner.He couldn't help but frown slightly. In this world without the traditional Asian scope, there was also no trace of the Japanese army in World War II, and there was also no prototype of the Type [-] infantry gun, which was extremely dexterous in complex environments.But his previous military literacy still made him think for a moment. Looking at the shape of this small artillery, he couldn't help but curl up a sarcastic smile: "A mortar that can shoot directly? I didn't know that the US federal government would actually develop it. Such a useless weapon."

"Of course, this thing has a short range and low power, and it's really a bit bloated compared to flexible mortars."

Liszt didn't have the slightest intention to refute Brejewski's ridicule. Instead, he also showed a smile, turned his head and glanced at the sarcasm on his face, and slowly shrugged his shoulders, looking at that which is more applicable to Asia. The [-]-type infantry artillery with a relatively thin body coughed lightly, and then said lightly: "But this is artillery, isn't it?" He said softly: "It's easy to suppress your small-caliber artillery, isn't it?"

The smile on Blejewski's face gradually faded. As a commander of regiment-level troops, he certainly knew what the most important artillery in mountain warfare should be.And he looked at the muzzle that had been tilted upwards like a mortar, and his expression also changed.And his eyes glanced at the muzzle of the 70mm caliber gun, but looked at the shell next to it, which was significantly larger in length, width and height than ordinary mortar shells. His eyes gradually widened and he turned his head. He looked at Liszt and said in a rough voice: "Have you already planned it?"

Although this kind of artillery is not as convenient and flexible as the mortar, but looking at the thick and narrow shooting holes in front of it, it can only let the artillery shells fly out.This is undoubtedly an artillery position in a bunker, which can effectively kill the enemy and completely protect itself.Brejewski's face was already a little livid. He could imagine that it was like a mortar, a howitzer, or a small artillery that fired directly at a cannon. With the firepower of several heavy machine guns in the bunkers and bunkers, it was easy to harvest. The picture of the Soviet infantry who continued to attack in this direction with an ignorant face.

"Of course, since we were discovered by you, isn't everything we do for today?"

Taking a deep breath, the rich smell of scorched earth made Liszt seem to have returned to the long-lost battlefield. He turned his head and glanced at the extremely ugly Brejewski, but a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth. in his face.Liszt took a few steps forward slowly, and came to the original entrance that had been blocked by concrete. Outside the small observation hole, he could see the already pitch-black land that was only left with ashes.

With the data link flowing in his eyes, Liszt's eyes have already penetrated the observation post and the limitation of distance, and he saw the Soviet soldiers gathering together like a field trip like a telescope.Liszt narrowed his eyes slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more mocking, as if he was talking softly to himself: "Look, they are like spring outings, do you think we can win, my dear Bridget Comrade Vowski?"

As he was talking, he had already pulled out his radio walkie-talkie from the interlayer of his chest, and pressed it slowly. Unsurprisingly, it was all disturbed noises, but Liszt just snorted coldly, He turned his head to look at the commander of the No. [-] cave next to him, and ordered slowly: "Then tell our troops now and wait for my order!"

(End of this chapter)