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Chapter 240 Arranging Guerrilla Tactics
Tomorrow City, at the city wall.

"Cuckoo!"

A big pigeon landed at the head of the city, with a fat belly, very proud.

But when the city wall guards stared at the fat pigeon meat on its legs, the fat pigeon felt very uncomfortable and cooed loudly.

Snapped.

A hand hit the fat pigeon's head and took the letter from the pigeon's leg.

"Okay, go and get your food."

Alan chased away the big pigeon, and the pigeon left with a flutter.

Spread out the paper, and a line of cipher text is closely arranged in a row.

"The enemy's food and grass troops are officially stationed at 500 meters, the location is as follows..."

The following is a hand-drawn drawing of the cat-eared orc Bell. The drawing is relatively simple and consists of several small graphics, dotted lines, and solid lines.

On the map, Bell also made a scale reference. One centimeter on paper represents 500 meters in reality, which is convenient for Allen to make a position judgment.

"Master Allen, what are we going to do next, ambushing in advance, or what?"

"Leading a group of people to fight guerrilla warfare, we can't sit still, we must take the initiative to disrupt their pace." Allen got up and gently tore off a light black curtain.

The curtain fell, revealing a strangely shaped map with circles of contour lines inside. If you have not studied geography, it is difficult to understand the geographical information contained in this map.

In addition, pieces of wood carvings are placed on the desktop of the temporary meeting room, including mountains, valleys, rivers, forests, etc.

When the wooden carvings are placed together, a realistic war sand table is formed. Allen and a group of soldiers can use the sand table to deduce the war situation or arrange an ambush plan.

When the orcs saw the simulated sand table, they all widened their eyes and inspected the sand table carefully.

This simulated sand table has a high degree of fidelity. Many locals provided detailed terrain information, and more than a dozen old carpenters made fine carvings to carve these sand tables.

"If we want to fight guerrilla warfare, we must be familiar with the terrain, and then the core of the sixteen-character tactics of guerrilla warfare, 'When the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy is stationed, we harass; when the enemy is tired, we fight; "

Allen secretly activates the full-level teaching ability, and on the premise that no profound knowledge is involved, everyone's learning ability is directly doubled.

The orcs originally had a vague concept of guerrilla warfare. After listening to Allen's three-dimensional and comprehensive analysis of guerrilla tactics, and using the simulation sand table to simulate guerrilla warfare between the enemy and ourselves, they were immediately enlightened.

For some reason, listening to Allen talk about tactics, everyone's consciousness seems to be pulled into a different dimension. The number of enemies is very large, and there are few comrades in arms. They are always ready to cast a net to catch the enemy, and they have to gather at any time.

They circled around for a while, and pretended to be weak for a while, luring the enemy to go deep, and concentrated their forces to defeat them one by one...

"So that's it, that's it!" After the orcs were surprised, they were surprised for the second time and suddenly realized.

After talking about guerrilla tactics, Allen began to arrange specific action teams.

All users of rifled guns are the cornerstone of this guerrilla warfare, without them, the effectiveness of guerrilla warfare is greatly reduced.

The user of the rifled gun was overjoyed, tightened the rifled gun in his hand, straightened his back, and shouted loudly: "I promise to complete the task!"

"Compared to guerrilla warfare, your lives are more precious. Don't lose your life because of greed."

When Allen saw the eyes of these riflemen glowing, he knew that they couldn't wait to test the power of guerrilla tactics.

One minute later, Allen took a group of orcs out.

"Master Alan, just send him out of the city gate. Go back, and leave the next guerrilla tactics to me!" Natasha shouted loudly, attracting the attention of a group of soldiers, who turned their attention to Alan.

Allen's expression remained unchanged, and he patted the rifle, "This war is a national war. If I want to use all my fighting power to win this war, I must play."

More than 200 veterans were very proud after hearing this.

With such a city lord who is willing to stand on the front line with the soldiers, what else do they have to be afraid of.

In addition to reasons such as defending their homeland and their loved ones, they even had one more reason to fight - to protect the best city lord, Alan Edward.

But they were also worried that Allen would die unexpectedly. After all, Wangcheng also developed muskets, and even cast copper cannons. No one could guarantee that the extremely poorly-accurate smoothbore barrel would suddenly hit metaphysically.

Of course, the weapons of Wangcheng and Tomorrow City are not at the same level at all. The huge difference in weapons generation can allow the orcs of Tomorrow City to fight more with less.

"Go, don't waste time talking, we want to harass them while they are stationed." Allen took the lead in running in small steps, and the soldiers could not resist the order of the city lord, so they had to follow.

Natasha stomped her feet, very angry, but helpless.

She knew that Alan was such a person. A high hit rate within a kilometer was the enemy's nightmare. As long as he personally led the team to fight guerrilla warfare, it was definitely the best solution.

Two 10 minutes later.

Allen led the team to the 4000-meter point and joined the beast-eared orcs at the outpost.

The forest is dense, and every 20 meters there are one or several birds standing on the branches, their small eyes blinking smartly, showing their favor to Allen.

Alan saw that the small animals were all there, and knew that this area had been incorporated into the animal's eyeliner, so he relaxed a little.

When a blue bird saw Alan appear, it squeaked twice, and Alan also squeaked twice. The bird understood, with an expression of "I understand you."

With a swish, the bird flew away, and 2 minutes later, the cat-eared orc with green juice on his face ran over in small steps.

He was wearing a green camouflage uniform, a camouflage hat woven with weeds on his head, and leaf juice and mud were smeared on his face and neck, just like a special soldier.

"Bell, what's the situation with the enemy?" Allen knew that Bell lived in the wild all year round, completely abandoned the cat tribe's love of cleanliness, and filled up the art of camouflage.

"The enemy has already set up camp and started a fire, and there are still formal troops stationed in the back. How should we fight?" Bell reported at attention.

"There is no way, just use rifled guns to snipe them. Your intelligence team will continue to monitor the orcs, try not to shoot, just let our rifled team shoot." After Allen finished speaking, he immediately walked into the woods.

When Bell heard the word rifled gun, he was confused for a while, recalled the knowledge of rifled gun in his mind, and then stuttered, "Line, line, rifle?!"

The secret of rifled guns is not a secret in the orc army, because the production of a new generation of firearms began last month. The orcs all know that rifled guns are rifled guns, and they shoot more accurately and farther away. They are all looking forward to touching the new guns.

Bell was often active outside, and he was slow to learn the news in the city. Only then did he know that the rifled gun had been born, and more than 200 rifles had been issued.

"I really want a rifled gun." Bell looked bitterly at Natasha, who shrugged.

"Don't complain to me, go to Allen." Natasha didn't have the right to shoot, so Nunuzui told him to find Allen.

Bell explained a few words to his companions, turned around and quickly chased Alan. After a while, he saw Alan climbing a tree in two steps and observing the enemy camp from the tree gap. At the same time, he took off the rifle with both hands, filled the powder, and opened the bullet bag. It was full of shiny silver Minie bullets.

The bullet was not a spherical bullet, but a conical bullet, with three concave rings in the bullet body, and a wooden peg at the bottom of the bullet. The combination of metal and wood made Bell feel inexplicable.

　Today is another day of harmony, and there may be two changes tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)