Utopia

As a result, on the second night, including Wayne, all the soldiers guarding the northern defense line of the Principality of Elimu endured a whole day and half a day of quiet time in fear.

But even if they wanted to fall to the ground and fall asleep immediately, the problem was that no soldier could guarantee that the dog-headed man would not come over and continue to pour shells and bullets on his head when he was asleep.

So even if the tired-looking Elimu Principality troops were guarding in the trenches, they were basically drowsy and didn't know when they would suddenly fall down.

There was no way.

Before the invasion of the dog-headed man, the Principality of Elimu had never fought a battle that needed to be fought at night, not to mention that the current troops had to stay awake to guard against the possible next invasion of the dog-headed man.

"Ah!"

Unfortunately, from now on, the soldiers of the Principality of Elimu had to learn how to fight at night and how to counterattack under night fighting conditions.

Because the dog-headed man has come to kill!

"The natives are the natives. Do you really think you can stay awake every day? Come to our empire. We guarantee you food, drink and a place to sleep! Take them away!"

Captain Li Chengxian, who rarely went out to fight and hit people with a rifle, was very happy.

As he said, the natives have never been baptized by modernization, let alone the comprehensive reform of modern warfare.

The natives may have mastered a lot of combat skills in the cold weapon era in the battles between each other, but they are all meaningless in front of the Guangwu Empire.

If it weren't for capturing prisoners to go back to work, he would have pulled out the saber on his waist and had a 100-man killing competition for all the officers in the brigade!

Compared to catching people, killing and arson are what he likes to do outside the most!

Since he is not a human being, Li Chengxian has no morality that humans should have. He believes in power supremacy and adheres to the law of the jungle. He doesn't care what the natives of the Principality of Ailimu and even the entire Kahn Empire think of him.

After all, the weak are born in the world. If they are not the slaves of the strong, they have no right to live.

For this reason, the troops of the Principality of Ailimu were killed by the dog-headed people at night with limited vision and extremely bad mental state.

"Rifles with bayonets are still not useful in trenches..."

"Captain?"

"No? I was just talking to myself."

Although he was reluctant to admit it, Captain Chengxian still quickly remembered a weapon that he and even the empire did not like.

Engineer shovel.

In trenches or trenches, the space environment is limited, and rifles are not useful even if they are not equipped with bayonets.

If His Majesty has not approved the deployment of submachine guns, and insisted that the soldiers use pump-action shotguns that can still serve as "trench brooms"...

It's actually okay.

At least with a shot from the shotgun, the weak natives in the trenches who have to fight to the death will have absolutely no ability to resist.

In addition, the shotgun has a bayonet mount, which can be equipped with a rifle bayonet as a safety measure to deal with any emergency.

Even if the natives had the ability to launch a sneak attack on their Guangwu Empire army, it would be difficult!

But this also made the brave Wayne, who heard the sound of the pump-action shotgun's bolt sliding, which was almost the same as the sound of popping beans, dumbfounded.

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Are you kidding me?

The dog-headed people even have pump-action shotguns?

As a reporter who took bribes in the original world and wrote random articles for profit, Wayne knew that smoothbore shotguns were definitely not something that could be dealt with with a smile.

One shot... the target at a distance of 32 feet would be "blown" all over, which was many times more cruel than ordinary submachine guns.

Pound! Crack!

That's the sound!

No!

I can't stay in this damn place any longer!

If it doesn't work, throw those homemade grenades out and let the dog-headed people have a taste of what it feels like.

So after this dark night of killing, Sogen heard the news about the dog-headed people from Beth early in the morning.

"What else can we do? Let's wait for death together. Oh, no, the Gnolls won't let them die so quickly. Judging from the current situation of the Gnolls' growing power, the Principality of Elimu and the northern vassal states of the Kahn Empire will continue to struggle to survive in the Dark Ages for the next hundred years."

"So, aren't you worried that someone will smuggle weapons and equipment from our kingdom to the natives?"

"Beth, even without our Negan Kingdom, do you think the natives won't get advanced gunpowder weapons? I don't believe that the Orchid Republic in the north doesn't have ideas, they must be with the natives of the Kahn Empire. In addition... we have gun control laws here, and the cost of smuggling from the country to the Kahn Empire is not low. "

"Orchid Republic..."

"Also, you said before that the Japanese and the Kobolds are connected and there is arms trade between them. Therefore, I can draw another conclusion by analogy, that the Japanese must have a private trade relationship with the Orchid Republic. After all, the Japanese have no state-owned military enterprises, all of them are private military enterprises. In order to make a profit, they will definitely resell arms to both sides. Moreover, their prices will definitely be lower than our Negan Kingdom. "

"The black market..."

"Same. Congress has always been very vigilant about the black market, and even used the army to clean up the black market forces in the kingdom. So even if the goods in the black market are not fake, the prices are not as high as the general public can easily imagine."

"Just like in the Kingdom of Golson, one kilogram of salt is equal to two bison that can produce milk."

"It's more exaggerated than this."

"Okay. I won't talk about this. But I received a piece of information here. The dog-headed man's revolver appeared at the police station. Stolen goods."

"This... interesting, not bad."

Sogen certainly knew what the stolen goods represented, and he also understood that one of his sons-in-law, Maron, was not having a good time.

The more border towns there are, the more guys of all kinds there are.

Especially in Lengchuan City where he was, in order to ensure the prosperity and development of the town, he had relaxed the town management before. Therefore, this made the local police station suffer, making the police officers busy everywhere.

"To be honest, I still feel sorry for the retirement of the 9×9mm pistol bullet."

"Wouldn't the 22mm pistol bullet be better?"

"Indeed. Especially in terms of stopping power, a 22mm pistol bullet is definitely much better than the 9×9mm pistol bullet, which has a similar recoil. So I know that the police officers now start using the Taffer submachine gun that fires the 22mm pistol bullet, and the semi-automatic pistol that fires the same ammunition model."