Chapter 115 Risk
The answer is obvious, at least he basically can't do it in this life.
Especially under the premise that the Krurod Empire has an emperor named Zelen who invented the regeneration chamber for the Krurod Empire, which can turn all kinds of scrap copper and iron and corpses on the battlefield into various infantry weapons.
Therefore, the soldiers of the Krurod Empire have sufficient ammunition, and when fighting, all kinds of guns and rain of bullets killed the pig-headed people who dared not face them head-on.
Therefore, Pierre, who had no idea how many pig-headed people he had killed, and didn't want to know how many black-haired dog-headed people he had eliminated, slept and ate enough, and continued to participate in the battle to break through the second line of defense of the Akitsu Empire.
Mai Lin: "Pierre, I declare in advance that I don't have grenades."
Pierre: "Your partner has it, I have it, and everyone has it. What are you afraid of? But you see, there are so many concrete fortresses on the opposite side."
As Pierre said, the second line of defense of the Akitsu Empire is 600 meters away from the first line of defense on the beach. Moreover, compared to the first line of defense located on the exposed beach, the pig-headed people of the Akitsu Empire built a walled defense line outside a city on the beach closest to the beach.
In other words, these Japanese soldiers are going to have a siege.
Siege.
This is a battle that makes both the attacker and the defender feel like they are being skinned alive.
Therefore, Pierre asked his men to take out their notebooks and start recording while exploring along the places where the enemy would not easily find their position.
However, after walking for most of the day, the pig-headed wall and the defense facilities behind it were airtight, and even Pierre himself felt that he had no way to find a weak point to break through.
In other words, either the sky or the underground.
Instead of going underground, that is, digging a tunnel to attack, Pierre first thought of a better way, the sky is the way out.
And in the sky, cannons bombard or planes drop bombs, or a super-powerful guided missile.
Well.
In this way, Pierre, who had a general idea in his mind, quickly analyzed how to attack the city. But he also understood that the pig-headed people on the opposite side would definitely not fail to think of his siege method.
Especially behind the wall, there is a wave-powered artillery turret equipped with a combination of missiles and cannons almost every 150 meters. He doesn't believe that these are decorations deliberately built by the pig-headed people.
Hiss... Wait?
Artillery turret?
In other words, the pig-headed people also rely on electricity supply?
If he can infiltrate the opponent's power plant to destroy it, then these artillery turrets will be scrapped?
No! No matter how you look at it, the pig-headed people don't look like a group of fools who only remember to eat and not to fight.
The tactics used before... Will they be so stupid and continue to make mistakes again?
No matter what, report it to the higher-ups first. Anyway, the staff above are experts who specialize in making plans, and now the staff have gone to the grassroots to help plan, and there are good solutions to many things.
More importantly, the general and His Majesty above have said that officers should go to the front line more often, listen to the voices of the soldiers more, and look more at the actual needs of the soldiers and the enemy's front-line layout.
Especially the front-line layout, the staff of the Pao Republic in the past did not pay attention to this, and the result was one failure after another.
Until the end of the Pao Republic.
Anyway, after investigating the situation, Pierre naturally looked around to see if there were any tongues (lone enemy soldiers).
Unfortunately, there were none.
There was not even a black-haired dog-headed man who would theoretically be sent out to die.
Okay.
For the time being, let's see if the cannons in the rear can come quickly and bombard this wall as soon as possible.
Cash: "Sure enough, Guillermo, they really treat our city as their own territory."
Guillermo: "It's okay, the water supply source of the enemy city closest to us is not in the city."
Cash: "Poisoning?"
Guillermo: "Not only poisoning, we have to let the Quetzalcoatl bomber come to help."
Cash: "You think the matter is not big enough? Okay! I like it! But do you have a plan?"
Guillermo: "Of course."
Just like that, Cash took Guillermo's plan, related intelligence materials, and reconnaissance reports and began to compare them.
Cash: "Here's a question, Guillermo, have you ever thought about what would happen if they sent magic warriors like You Lizi to join the resistance..."
Guillermo: "That's why we have that portable 20mm caliber light individual combat anti-cannon, and a heavier semi-automatic combat anti-cannon as a special weapon."
Cash: "Not safe enough."
Guillermo: "Insurance is not something we can easily provide, after all, we are soldiers fighting."
Cash: "So every soldier has to take the initiative to take risks?"
Guillermo: "Turn big risks into small risks to ensure that there are no risks."
Big things become small, small things become nothing.
Cash knows this truth.
But is it really good to share the risks so irresponsibly to the soldiers below?
Pierre himself was thinking about this issue.
Even if his reconnaissance squad has heavy machine guns, some special 11×67mm witch hunting rifle bullets, and special rifles just in case.
But it's not enough.
If that doesn't work, he changed his pistol to the rumored "single-shot pistol" that can fire 11×67mm rifle bullets?
But... that thing only fires once loaded, is it really useful?
If you really encounter a dangerous situation, one shot can be the difference between life and death.
He couldn't afford to gamble.
Buy it.
Mailin: "I say Pierre, you have been struggling with your gun for a long time. Is it so difficult to decide?"
Pierre: "Yes. Because I need to ensure that the medicine is universal."
Mailin: "You are thinking too much. Pistols are considered personal property and have nothing to do with the military. Besides, you want the semi-automatic pistol that fires a 13×23 mm pistol rifle, right?"
Pierre: "You know?"
Mailin: "It's not like we met on the first day. Besides, Pierre, you and I have been squatting together in the same pit since the Bundy organization. Can I not know what you are thinking?"
Pierre: "I..."
Mai Lin: "Buy it if you have the money. Don't regret it later."
Pierre: "Understood."
Since an old friend said this, Pierre had nothing to hesitate. I got a Bic semi-automatic pistol with an empty weight of 1134 kg, a total length of 216 mm, a barrel length of 127 mm, a muzzle velocity of 267 meters per second, an 8-round magazine supply, and an exposed hammer rotating firing mechanism.
Mai Lin: "You are so fast."
Pierre: "We are doing sales with the military caravan, so we are quick."
Mailin: "Ha, look at this...have you been deceived by some sales girl?"
Pierre: "You said so..."
It was true that the beauty he had just been promoted to was somewhat good-looking, but Pierre himself did not feel cheated.
At least he checked the Piccolo.
No problem.
Absolutely no problem.
Moreover, the two magazines he bought also had 16 rounds of 13×23 mm pistol cartridges.
All without any problems.
At worst, he didn't count the bills carefully when he gave the money, and it seemed like he just threw several bills out.
Ahem...
fine.
It doesn't matter.
As long as the goods given by the other party are worth it, it doesn't matter to him.
After all, a pistol...it only needs enough lethality at a distance of 25 meters or even 15 meters. What's more, the 13×23mm pistol rifle is a missile that also wins by weight, and uses the characteristics of low speed and heavy missile to ensure that it can have sufficient lethality even at subsonic speeds.
At the same time, Pierre spent a lot of money this time. These demons can be easily killed or can cause any magic warrior to go berserk.
Mailin: "Anyway, you... I don't care, I just rely on you here."
Pierre: "Haha."
Just because he and Mailin spent a lot of time squatting in the pit together, Pierre really didn't want to say anything more.
Let it be.
After all, we are all squatting in the same trench. From now on, we will have plenty of time to eat, sleep, and fight together, sharing blessings and hardships.
By the way, let’s see if everyone’s lives are tough enough.
If it's not hard enough...maybe this is your destined fate? But he, Pierre, firmly believes that fate is something that is always in his hands.
Unless you don't want to catch it at all and let it run wild...