Alien Arms Empire

 Chapter 602 602 The train home

"Have you ever seen this kind of paratrooper?" Sitting on the train, the squad leader looked at Xiang Ziyu and asked jokingly: "It's so frustrating. We have to take the train home."

They were sent to Donghe Bridge by plane and killed Jiang Xian, the king of Qi. Now that the vacation is over, they have no follow-up tasks and can only take the train back to their original station.

 The second half of the train was full of wounded people, some with no arms, some with no legs. These people would be sent back to the hospitals at the rear for careful care, and then assigned to places to perform some clerical work.

There is no way. There are too few civil servants who are literate and competent. They are completely insufficient. The best talents have been detained by the military. Those who are eliminated due to injuries will definitely be good for the local government.

I heard that a squad leader was injured. If you put it in the local area, you can become a village leader. If you are a platoon leader, you can at least serve as a county leader.

As for whether the battalion commander has been transferred to another place, there is no news yet. After all, among Tang Army commanders of this level, almost no one was killed in battle, and very few were injured.

“It’s nothing, it’s much safer than flying in the sky.” Xiang Ziyu didn’t feel there was anything shameful about taking the train back.

 At least, they all came back safely. The ashes of their comrades and the collected relics were stored next to them, so they couldn't complain anymore.

The whole carriage of the train felt as if someone had thrown a smoke bomb. Almost everyone was holding cigarettes in their mouths and puffing away the smoke without thinking there was anything wrong with it.

Those who have been on the battlefield will soon need spiritual sustenance. Cigarettes are probably the cheapest and most useful spiritual dependence. As long as they have this thing, the soldiers will calm down and numb all feelings between tense battles.

Xiang Ziyu didn’t smoke originally, but now he has learned to smoke. He held his cigarette between his fingers, and the Order of the White Blade, Second Class hanging on his chest was very impressive.

 Soldiers who can obtain the second-level White Blade Medal in the first battle are warriors in the true sense. Such people will be promoted quickly and will be trained as talents.

 In fact, Xiang Ziyu will be awarded the first-class White Blade Medal when he returns this time. He will become the first soldier in the army to be awarded this level of medal.

 He is now a star among the paratroopers and the God of War in the eyes of the infantrymen. His posters have begun to be distributed everywhere. He represents the heroic and fearless fighting spirit of the soldiers of the Tang Kingdom.

 All the paratroopers in the carriage enjoyed a 7-day holiday in the King's City of Qi. They could walk on the streets and bask in the peaceful sunshine, see the nobles of Qi who were obedient to them, and at the same time see the abnormal prosperity of the old world.

Frankly speaking, if one is sufficiently backward and closed-minded, entertainment will prosper to an astonishing level - the royal city of Qi State is also intoxicated, and some of the "games" can even be described as perverted.

As long as one has money and power, the royal city of Qi seems to be a paradise, comparable to the paradise of Bunas.

And the Tang army that had just occupied this place seemed to be rich and powerful, just in line with the conditions for being a master here.

 So, in the past seven days, Xiang Ziyu and his friends have lived an enviable life. When they wake up every day, their tables will be filled with all kinds of food, as if the world has never worried about food shortages.

 They can embrace all kinds of beauties without worrying that these delinquent girls will hold them responsible when they wake up the next morning.

Of course, after enjoying seven days in the King's City of Qi, they had to return to reality and recall that they were just paratroopers.

“The girl named Li Xiang in Zuixianglou is really good. I almost helped her redeem her life.” Sitting next door, a tall and strong paratrooper sighed with unfinished emotion while smoking.

“Are you crazy?” The comrade sitting next to him tore into a roast chicken in front of him and mocked with his mouth full of oil.

The sturdy paratrooper snorted dissatisfied and explained: "Li Xiang is a good girl. If her mother hadn't been cruel and sold her to Zuixiang Tower in exchange for money to treat her brother's illness, she wouldn't have done anything. business."

 “Is that what she told you?” The monitor of another class on the side raised his eyebrows, obviously not caring about this statement.

This kind of woman has a set of standard rhetoric. Speaking of which, none of them volunteered to do this kind of business.

Under normal circumstances, they will say that they are forced to live in a miserable life, their parents have been ill for a long time and have no money for medical treatment; the younger brother in the family is young, the man died and they have no money to bury him, and the landlord in the family owes money.

Sure enough, the burly paratrooper who had never seen this rhetoric immediately said: "She has a younger brother who got seriously ill at a young age and has to take expensive medicine every day..."

"Wait a minute, the nobleman who forced your girl Li Xiang is not Mr. Liu from outside the city, is he?" A paratrooper next to him changed his face and asked anxiously.

“How do you know?” The sturdy paratrooper was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the other party. "I, I, I... I met a girl that day... She, she was also forced into Piaoxiang Courtyard by Master Liu..." The paratrooper seemed to finally realize that he had been tricked, and his face turned pale: "This, this …”

“…” The sturdy paratrooper had never seen this kind of trick before, but he was not stupid. He also realized that he seemed to... seemed to have lost a pure love.

"Brother, don't pay attention to these details. Isn't it just a reward of a few gold coins? It doesn't matter!" A few paratroopers began to comfort these poor people who just thought they had found their true love in King Qi City.

 For a time, there was a more joyful atmosphere in the whole carriage. They quickly forgot about the relics and ashes next door, as well as the injured people with broken arms and legs in the carriage further away.

 For these people who have seen life and death, everything is no longer so important. They were soon laughing, yelling, and fighting together.

Xiang Ziyu looked at the lively scene and shook his head without saying anything. Instead of squandering the money like the paratroopers from Bunas, he mailed it all back to his home.

 Compared to people from the Eastern Mainland, the Chinese are more willing to accumulate wealth, so their concepts are naturally different. Xiang Ziyu's squad leader also knew that these black-haired soldiers were brave and not afraid of death, but they were more introverted, so he didn't say much and just lowered his head to read a book on engine maintenance.

It wasn't until the train stopped at the platform that everyone realized that they had returned to the territory of Tang State, or in other words, to the original territory of Tang State.

"All paratroopers, get off the bus! Take your equipment! Baggage! Check your belongings! Don't lose them!" On the platform, the officer who had been waiting there immediately put the loudspeaker to his mouth and reminded loudly.

 All the paratroopers walked off the train carrying their weapons and equipment, and some soldiers who were holding relics of their comrades crowded on the platform.

When Xiang Ziyu, who had the Second Class White Blade Medal on his chest, stepped out of the carriage, the officers on the platform all stood at attention and saluted.

 This is an honor that belongs to front-line combat heroes. Officers and soldiers below the rank of colonel must stand at attention and salute when they see a hero.

It’s just that this kind of salute is ceremonial in nature, and you can do it yourself without waiting for the other person to return the salute. Xiang Ziyu returned the military salute seriously, and then followed his comrades to the exit of the platform.

 The war is not over yet, and they have no extra vacation. They have to wait here for the replacement of new weapons and equipment, and then start adaptive training.

Tang Mo plans to give priority to new weapons and equipment to the paratroopers so that they can improve their combat effectiveness.

  After all, the number of paratroopers is relatively small, the quality of the soldiers is high, they have rich combat experience, and they need more weapons and equipment.

What was issued to the paratroopers was the AK assault rifle that had just started to be produced. It was called the Type 56 assault rifle in the Tang Army. There was no way, Tang Mo really didn’t want to explain to his engineers why this rifle was called Kalashniko. H-47 rifle.

 So, he directly took out a serial number and named his mass-produced AKM assault rifle "Type 56" assault rifle.

As for why the number 56 was used, Tang Mo replied directly and rudely that he liked this number and it had no special meaning.

In short, the Type 56 assault rifle mass-produced by Datang Group was distributed to paratroopers as soon as it was produced, and was used to eliminate the Thompson submachine gun equipped by paratroopers. At the same time, 7.62X39 ammunition began to be installed in the troops.

Taking the opportunity of this rifle change, the paratroopers also changed to the brand-new Beretta 92F pistol. The brand-new pistol has actually been distributed to many officers and has undergone a series of battlefield tests.

Although 9mm pistol bullets are not as good as .45-caliber pistol bullets, they still have unique advantages: the new 9mm-caliber pistol can carry two more rounds of ammunition, giving soldiers more choices on the battlefield.

At the same time, when facing unprotected targets, the power of 9mm pistol bullets is not too ugly, and the stopping ability is still sufficient.

In addition, the downward movement of the pistol caliber was also achieved in conjunction with the upgrade of the power of the paratroopers' main weapons: although the power of the paratroopers' pistols was slightly reduced, the replacement of submachine guns with assault rifles obviously greatly improved combat effectiveness.

 The Type 56 assault rifles issued to paratroopers use metal folding stocks, which are considered a special supply.

After the paratroopers experimented with this new weapon, they immediately fell in love with this weapon that was more powerful than a submachine gun, had less recoil, was short and easy to carry.

 They don’t like the Beretta 92F pistol, known as the Type 9 pistol, because they feel that the 9mm bullet is not as powerful as the .45 caliber bullet.

However, because of the assault rifles, they do not resist making the secondary weapons they carry more portable.

 (End of this chapter)