Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

During World War I, Maxim heavy machine guns + barbed wire + trenches = slaughterhouse.

Since Maxim, the nomads have become good at singing and dancing.

Even in World War II, it was the standard equipment of the German class. As long as the gun was on fire, everyone in the class had to carry ammunition for it.

Zhao Chuanxin doesn't need anyone else to carry the ammunition.

He just waited quietly and continued to verbally abuse.

These teachers and students are safe for the time being, and have not been accidentally injured by stray bullets, because Zhao Chuanxin was exporting the whole process.

He has been playing with guns for a long time, and he will never make a mistake in reverse Q.

Some boys couldn't help but said: "Mr. Zhao, if you don't shoot, they will rush over soon."

On such a tense battlefield, Zhao Chuanxin was still in the mood to turn back and grin at the boy: "There's no rush, I just want them to rush for a while."

Maxim generally has three ways of playing, one is to shoot long bursts from a long distance, the other is to shoot at a long distance at a 45-degree angle to cover a large area with cross coverage, and the last one is the very funny sentence: "Wait until the enemy is close. Fight again!”

On the battlefield, Maxim had to change positions frequently, otherwise he would not survive for a minute.

But here, those stragglers outside thought that they could be called "strong army" Beiyang soldiers by stealing some skins from Japan and Germany. Zhao Chuanxin just waited here.

He just wants to wait until he is close before fighting!

Anyway, they couldn't spread out over a large area and focus their fire on Zhao Chuanxin.

There is no such geographical condition.

Sure enough, Wang Zhanyuan over there waited for a while and saw that Zhao Chuanxin was just cursing but did not continue to fire.

He mistakenly thought that Zhao Chuanxin was out of ammunition.

In normal people's thinking, no matter how powerful a person is, the amount of ammunition he carries is very limited.

As for the rumors about Zhao Chuanxin in the United States, many domestic people who know military knowledge scorned them.

Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second!

They thought that these rumors must be a coincidence.

It's just spreading rumors.

Wang Zhanyuan had the same idea.

So, he said to the adjutant: "Let the brothers come up!"

Most of the Beiyang soldiers still have long braids, and the long braids are trailing behind their big hats, which looks very ridiculous.

They moved forward cautiously with their guns in hand, their braids swaying.

The angle at which Zhao Chuanxin set up Maxim was just right, blocking the corner of the door, and the muzzle of the gun was pinned to the door frame of the auditorium.

People outside could not see him, but he could vaguely see the approaching Beiyang soldiers outside through the devil's crystal glasses and through the wall.

When a group of people came closer, Zhao Chuanxin kicked the table leg behind him with the sole of his foot, and moved towards the center of the door. Maxim's muzzle was fixed on the wall of the door as the central axis, and the bracket below made a heart-wrenching sound. "Creak" sound.

then,

Tata Tata...

Teachers and students couldn't see outside, but they could hear fierce howls reaching their ears.

They trembled with each cry.

From another perspective, Wang Zhanyuan sees it more intuitively.

I saw my subordinates falling down row after row, and the scene was as tragic as purgatory.

Inside the auditorium door, Maxim breathed out long tongues of fire. The bullet flew out at an extremely fast speed and flew towards the living body. Whoever he hits will start spurting blood. Hit the ground, and the ground will smoke. Hitting the wall, sparks flew.

Many people can't even hum and die immediately.

This is the power of the Maxim heavy machine gun!

At this time, the Beiyang Army was still in the training stage and had few opportunities to actually go into battle against the enemy.

Wang Zhanyuan had never seen such a tragic scene. He stood blankly on the spot for a moment, his head empty. Even the sound of gunshots seemed to become quieter. His men rushed to kill and then fell to the ground slowly like leeks.

This made him see more clearly, and his spirit was shocked by the waves of flesh and blood flying around.

He didn't understand. This was a situation that occurred because he was too frightened and his adrenaline surged to a certain level.

Then, the tension passed, and hearing and vision returned to normal.

The adjutant's face was as pale as paper, and he shouted in his ear for an unknown number of times: "Let the brothers retreat, we can't rush through!"

Wang Zhanyuan shuddered violently.

This warlord leader, who in the next era would be known for his brutal rule and excessive corruption, was now frightened out of his wits.

He felt warm in his crotch, and liquid was flowing down his pants.

He hurriedly said: "Withdraw, withdraw quickly!"

The reaction was just a few seconds slower, and seven or eight more corpses fell.

In fact, even if he did not give the order, those Beiyang soldiers would have broken up and fled.

The metal bullet chain is stable, and Zhao Chuanxin's bullets almost never stop firing.

And even with a heavy machine gun, its accuracy is extremely high. Super strength ensures the stability of control. Devil's crystal glasses ensure precision.

They directly defeated the Beiyang army outside and broke into a river of blood.

Hearing the pause in the gunfire outside, Zhao Chuanxin also turned off the engine. The teachers and students huddled in the corner with their heads in their hands stared at Zhao Chuanxin blankly.

There were a lot of water stains on both sides of the Maxim gun barrel.

Because it is a water cooling system, some leakage will inevitably occur when shooting.

Zhao Chuanxin stood up, took Maxim's stand and lifted it up, and Maxim disappeared. All that was left was a pool of water stains on the ground.

A group of people stared at each other, not knowing how this was done.

At this time, the cigar Zhao Chuanxin was holding in his mouth was still not extinguished!

Raising his hand again, he held a Lee-Enfield box-action rifle.

click!

Cock the gun.

Turning around, he shouted to Yinghua: "Mr. Lianzhi, remember to report today's events well. I have thought of the content for you. The title is - Shocking, the Beiyang Army killed the people."

The content is - Zhao Chuanxin was persecuted by the Beiyang Army headed by Wang Zhanyuan and was forced to rise up to resist. Zhao Chuanxin fought bloody battles and was no match for him. In the end, he lit up his last cigar in a pool of blood and sighed - I am smiling to the sky with my sword across my sword, leaving my gallbladder and liver intact! "

"..."

Yinghua was stunned, you are such a slippery man.

"Not an opponent", "Finally in a pool of blood", plus the last line of Tan Sitong's poem, this seems like a tragic hero, but in fact it can't explain anything.

Because he was not an opponent, he did not say he was defeated; he was in a pool of blood, but he did not say he was defeated.

And that title is even more worth pondering.

Very eye-catching.

Not to mention, Yinghua really wants to try this method to see if this method will increase the sales of "Ta Kung Pao".

After saying that, Zhao Chuanxin didn't wait for Yinghua to answer, then walked out the door with his rifle.

A boy asked loudly: "Mr. Zhao, where are you going?"

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand without looking back: "Go after them!"

Everyone was stunned!

There are about four to five thousand people in a Beiyang Army alliance. Of course, there are not that many people coming. It is estimated that there are one or two hundred people.

Is it okay for one person to hunt down one or two hundred people?

Although the effect of the speech was very flattering, it could be regarded as a piece of gauze wiping the buttocks, and it was missed in front of this group of students!

Zhao Chuanxin is quite satisfied.