Alien Arms Empire

"Medical soldier! Medical soldier! Someone is injured!" Behind the Tang Army's armored vehicle, a soldier rushed over to check on his fallen comrade. He shouted anxiously, calling for a doctor to come and help.

After confirming that there was a sniper, the Tang Army's armored vehicles started and blocked the soldiers who were hit.

After a brief exchange of fire, the sound of a grenade explosion was heard in the distance, the dust raised gradually fell, and the entire battlefield returned to silence.

The medical soldier holding the medical box quickly ran to the location of the accident. He almost rushed to the fallen soldier with a sliding shovel: "The location where he was shot!"

"Chest, I think I might die..." the soldier who fell to the ground replied angrily. Then he saw his comrades gathered around him, each looking down at him in horror.

"Get out of the way! It's easy for him to suffer from hypoxia if you do this." The medic raised his head and scolded, making everyone take two steps back.

There were still half-eaten cans and self-heating food on the ground. After hearing the gunfire, the Tang Army soldiers threw away these things and crawled to hide behind the bunker.

This is almost a subconscious reaction. They have no habit of protecting food. The first survival rule they learn on the battlefield is to throw away anything they can as soon as possible when escaping.

"The bullet penetrated the tactical vest! I didn't see any blood... It was stuck on the bulletproof insert... It almost penetrated... Wait, there is blood..." The medic checked the tactical vest of the shot soldier and saw what was inside. A bulletproof insert made of Kevlar material.

This thing is used to protect the torso of soldiers, similar to ancient breastplates. But obviously, this thing is more powerful than an iron plate.

　　The bulletproof vest was torn open with force, and the inside of the uniform was indeed stained red with blood, about the size of an eyeglass lens. The bullet still caused some damage to the unlucky soldier.

"The warhead shattered the bulletproof plate, but you are really lucky. It only penetrated your bulletproof vest and caused you some skin trauma." The medic breathed a sigh of relief, and then pressed the button with his hand. Soldier's wounds.

 “Hiss...ah!” The soldier suddenly became energetic, and the pain made his expression a little distorted: “It hurts! It hurts!”

"The ribs are broken... Congratulations, you can go back to the rear for treatment." The medic said as he began to treat his wounds.

"It's okay! Lao Wang can't die!" the platoon leader waved his hand in the distance and shouted loudly. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to discuss the Qin madman who had just shot.

“Isn’t it okay if we surrender, but we have to attack by surprise.” A soldier held a rifle and complained with disgust on his face.

"Isn't it? We treat the prisoners so well and give them food..." Another soldier said while putting the helmet on his head.

 He took it off while eating before, but now it seems that it is safer to wear it. The hatch on the armored vehicle's turret was lifted, and the commander poked his head out again.

"Continue to rest! The order we received is to stay where we are! Set up security posts! Lao Fang! Lao Fang! Send people to check all the surrounding places. I don't want what just happened to happen again." The company commander shouted loudly next to the jeep, After receiving the order, the platoon leader named Fang nodded, indicating that he had heard it.

 Subsequently, he selected a few people, each with a few soldiers, to carefully inspect the surrounding ruins. They need to make sure that there will be no more enemies around them, so that everyone can feel more at ease when stationed here at night. The ground was littered with corpses, some broken furniture, and collapsed buildings. It is not an easy task to investigate every corner here, which is one of the reasons why street fighting is difficult.

They had checked before, but unfortunately they still missed a Qin soldier like Tuesday Dog. This time they can only be more careful so as not to make any mistakes again.

 …

 In the dilapidated building, Liu Zhian looked at a room full of wounded soldiers and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He has been defending Huaishan for half a month. During this half month, the Qin army's losses have reached tens of thousands.

These soldiers are all descendants of the Qin State. The loss of each one makes Liu Zhi'an sad, but he must let them continue to fight, because only in this way can the Qin State continue to exist in this world.

Thousands of people were killed every day, and thousands of people were seriously injured every day. The Qin army's ammunition was consumed very quickly, because most of the ammunition was discarded on the position.

The Tang Army's new tactics made the Qin Army very uncomfortable. A large number of troops were scurrying around the city like headless flies, but they rarely had the chance to fight back.

It's as if...the Tang army is the master of this city, they are the guerrillas, and the Qin army is just a group of unlucky guys fighting on the road.

However, he still achieved his goal, because he trained some veterans in Huaishan, and these veterans accumulated some combat experience in street fighting, and Liu Zhian resolutely transferred these soldiers who had experienced war from the front line.

That's right, he transferred all these soldiers back to Shushan City, where he was preparing to fight the Tang army to the death, and Huaishan... was just his training ground.

The good news is not that there is no such thing. After seeing the Tang Army’s rocket launcher, the Qin Army also made a poor imitation. Although this kind of individual rocket launcher is much less powerful than the one used by the Tang Army, it does increase the Qin Army's individual firepower.

During the street fighting in Huaishan, the Qin Army used this imitation rocket launcher for the first time. Its actual combat performance was truly amazing. At least 30 people from the Tang Army died from this large two-kicker...

 “General!” A lightly wounded soldier saw Liu Zhian and quickly stood up and saluted. Liu Zhian motioned to the other party not to be so reserved, and then walked out of the bunker with his adjutant.

"How many more people have been mobilized?" Liu Zhian asked the adjutant who was following him, looking at the sky that was dyed gray by gunpowder smoke in the distance.

The adjutant immediately replied: "About 1,000 people were taken away today. Any more may cause the collapse of the army."

"Take your time, don't rush. We have to hold on here for at least 10 days. Ten days is 10,000 people. Add in the 15,000 people who were taken away before, and the thousands of people who retreated when Huaishan collapsed. Shushan will have 10,000 people." Nearly 30,000 veterans can fight." Liu Zhian did a simple math problem.

He was very satisfied with this number, because at least when he lost a large number of new soldiers, he had accumulated some useful "non-commissioned officers" for Qin.