Chapter 15: Attack
Ji Lin's sight moved to the center of the team, where a moving mountain made of steel stood.
The Governor's Mech, a heavy mech assigned by each governor to the commanders of subordinate corps, was a customized mech based on the original equipment and suitable for the commander's identity. It had stronger combat performance and was also the commander's mount.
The commander of the corps in their formation drove a heavy mech as high as 15 meters. Countless pipes connected the upper and lower parts of the mech. The four thick joints were brand new without any signs of repair. A 120mm caliber revolver cannon was hung on each side, and a transparent cabin was hung in front of the armor.
[Name]: Governor's Mech - Mountain
[Quantity]: 1
[Melee Defense]: 0
[Moving Speed]: 10km/h
[Armor Strength]: 210
[Weapon Range]: 575
[Weapon Power]: 560
[Features]:
Anti-armor projectiles: This unit can be loaded with anti-armor projectiles.
Damage Dealer: This unit has excellent damage dealing ability.
Crushing: Due to its huge size, this unit can directly crush small units.
War Supervisor: This unit is the war supervisor of the army. When it exists, it will increase the morale/organization of all units by 4 points and greatly reduce the army's collapse threshold.
Heavy Heavy Armor: This heavy unit has heavy armor in its era. If the enemy does not have a weapon that can penetrate it, the morale will be reduced by 50%, and the own troops will gain +8 morale/organization.
[Introduction]: Under the order of the Governor, move forward! Keep moving forward!
The weapon power of up to 560 and the armor strength of 210, all of which prove that once it appears on the battlefield, it will be the decisive leader of a small-scale conflict. The two revolver cannons placed high on both sides of the body allow it to perfectly play its height advantage and fire rounds of large-caliber shells at fixed targets.
It's like a mobile turret with legs.
In modern times, this kind of tin cans would have a lower survival rate than squatting in the trenches on the front line with infantry in the face of various explosives with excessive power.
Commanders often make themselves less conspicuous, rather than letting everyone see you at a glance on the battlefield.
It just seems that the power of weapons in this era has not yet reached that era.
Commanders can become the symbol of the legion by driving various steampunk-style mechas, and they supervise the march of the army.
If there is a choice, no one would want to be a musketeer captain in this era.
The short break in the early stage is over.
Ji Lin stared at the sky, and there were two small black dots in the sky flying towards their long, 4,000-man team.
Of course, it couldn't be a bird, because no bird's flight trajectory is an arc.
The speed of the shells fired by this artillery is very slow, so slow that Ji Lin can visually see its trajectory passing through the air to determine that its landing point is not next to him. From the type of shells and the arc of projection, he quickly determined that this should be a mortar.
An ultra-large-caliber indirect-fire artillery.
Projectiles larger than 250 mm.
No artillery would fire individually, and the first two shells were just calibration shots.
When the gunners finished calibrating, bombs would be poured onto the target.
Ji Lin knew this very well, and a roar came out of his mouth, sweeping all the musketeer regiments around him.
"Lie down!"
The musketeer team, which was originally confused, seemed to have received an order, and they crawled on the ground in groups like tall grass blown down by the wind.
Then a strange note fell from the sky, and the slow flight speed did not produce an obvious detonation sound, but a dull and long sound in the air.
The rain of bullets arrived.
I don't know how many shells fell to the ground. Ji Lin only heard six explosions, but the shock of falling to the ground alone was more than six.
Not all shells exploded successfully, but even the shells that did not explode carried a strong kinetic energy to crush a blood line in the marching team. A steam mechanical spider was directly hit by an unexploded shell, and then the steam boiler exploded, causing a large number of musketeers to fall to the ground.
It was a hellish scene, and compared to that, fighting with spears was not so uncomfortable for him.
It was just that the smell of gunpowder in the air from time to time made him a little excited, which meant that the war was still entering his familiar rhythm.
On the long horizon in the distance, another group of musketeers wearing similar clothes appeared. They walked in a unified pace towards the team that was interrupted by the sudden attack, followed by the shadows of square cabinets.
A hoarse and distorted voice came from the loudspeaker next to the armor on the legs of the giant bipedal steam mecha, which seemed mechanical and lifeless.
"Brave soldiers, we are attacked by the enemy..."
Although hoarse, the meaning in it could not be more obvious.
They must stand up immediately and counterattack the enemy who is about to press on.
Maintain the formation in the face of enemy artillery fire.
"Your mother..."
Standing on the battlefield of blood and fire again, the copy began to show him its hideousness.
What a fucked up world.
His body's instincts warned him to retreat.
An officer who turned to flee was hit by a large-caliber bullet, half of his body was shattered and rotted in the mud. The damned supervision team had the energy to keep an eye on them while shooting at the enemy infantry line.
The revolver cannons on the Governor's mech began to roar, and the 120mm revolver cannons on each side began to pour ammunition at the infantry line attacking from afar.
A round shell landed and hit the foot of the Governor's mech, creating a large gap in the heavy body, allowing Ji Lin to see the wide steel frame of the Governor's mech's foot. This simple and crude structure is a manifestation of excess energy output and also provides unprecedented structural strength.
The second round of artillery fire obviously readjusted the target, concentrating more shells near the Governor's mech, but the shooting accuracy was too poor. Only one of the fifteen rounds of ammunition hit directly, and two were near misses.
This time he saw it more clearly. Only three of the fifteen shells exploded successfully, and the shell that hit the Governor's mech was very unlucky and did not explode.
Isn't the technology of proximity fuses very advanced...
Fifteen rounds, so the enemy's artillery is a multiple of three...
One of the other shells that fell near the Governor's mecha hit directly into the center of a team of Vika musketeers, but this time they were not so lucky. The mortar shell exploded. If it were modern explosives, it would probably send this team of musketeers and other nearby teams into the sky. Now the shock wave only took away half of the personnel.
The accompanying mechanical spiders have already spread their six legs and ran wildly on the battlefield. Ji Lin couldn't imagine why the mechanical structure could support such a delicate action. They were not heading towards the direction of the infantry line, but towards another direction, the direction where the shells flew.
They must immediately form a team, even if the enemy's artillery fire may arrive at any time. The scattered musketeers have no advantage in firing at the line, and will only be killed by the musketeers who press on from the enemy.
As soon as they started to engage in battle, the enemy's mortars would focus their fire on the troops further behind. The ballistic calculation of this kind of indirect fire weapon was really scary in an era without advanced mathematics.
"Chongshan! Changheng!"
Two soldiers with dusty faces climbed up from the ground. Ji Lin couldn't see their faces clearly. Then other soldiers also climbed up, and the muddy soldiers held their steel guns tightly in their hands.
"Line up! Line up!"
Gunshots rang out, and Ji Lin fired into the sky, roaring loudly.
Thanks to his quick shouting, the musketeers were not ambiguous about lying down. After two rounds of artillery fire, no one was injured. This was also related to the fact that no shells fell next to them, but everyone was covered in mud.
The several teams next to them also lay down in time, and the only loss was a few unlucky people who were too close to the shells.
The spectacular line-up shooting in the colonial era began. The only flaw was that he, the lord who opened the copy, was actually the first front-line soldier to bear the brunt, covered in mud.