Steel, Guns and the Industrial Party Across the World

Chapter 234: Goal - Pittburgh!

"Raise the gun!"

"preparation!"

"aim!"

"Fire!"

As the company commander gave the order to fire, there was a loud crackling sound, and thick white smoke rose from the playground.

Joss endured the choking smoke, hurriedly retreated to the third row with his comrades in the same row, and hurriedly took out the cardboard fixed-load ammunition to reload.

After some operations, he pulled out the cleaning rod, inserted it into the barrel and poked the compacted ammunition, and then stood still with both hands holding the gun, waiting for the next shot.

"Fool! You forgot to pull out the cleaning rod again! Do you want to punch it out?"

There was a low voice from the side, Sergeant Makarov, the squad leader, was standing in the same row with him. As a veteran, he was the first to finish loading the ammunition, and then habitually checked the status of other people in his squad. Filling step. He saw at once that Joss's cleaning rod had been left out.

"Sorry, Sergeant!"

Joss patted himself on the forehead in frustration, pulled out the cleaning rod under Makarov's stern gaze, and waited nervously for the company commander's launch order.

The company where Joss was in was assigned shooting training in the morning, and under the command of the officer, he kept repeating mechanical movements. When he touched the musket at first, he was still very excited. Sergeant Makarov said that this kind of weapon can open a big hole in the enemy's body just by moving his fingers, even if the enemy is wearing armor.

"Artifact!"

When shooting for the first time, seeing the single hole punched in the front board, Joss couldn't help but admire in his heart.

But after a few training sessions, the excitement at the beginning has disappeared, leaving only the caution to not make mistakes.

"Xu Jin shoots! Step-go!"

Just as the company commander was about to proceed to the next subject, an orderly came running to the playground and blew his whistle while shouting: "One battalion gathers, one battalion gathers!"

The company on the drill immediately stopped the current training and quickly headed to the assembly area. Other personnel who did not participate in the training also rushed after hearing the order.

"Sergeant, we're not going to fight at the front, are we?"

Thinking of the discussion he heard in the cafeteria during breakfast, Joss quietly asked Makarov beside him.

The sergeant replied, "Maybe it is, and maybe it's not, but whatever order is given, we have to carry it out."

Everyone in the army knew that Arda was already in the middle of the battle between the two factions in the Northwest Gulf. up to this point.

The two battalions were assembled, and the 1st Infantry Battalion and the 2nd Infantry Battalion had a total of more than 1,000 people standing neatly on the playground. Soldiers from the artillery and transport companies were also present.

Several officers stepped onto the reviewing stand, and Joss recognized the first two as Lieutenant Colonel Bryce, commander of the 1st Battalion, and Major Joyce, commander of the 3rd Battalion.

"Soldiers! The day to test your training results has finally arrived!"

Bryce looked very excited and his voice was surprisingly loud.

"You must have guessed it, we are about to engage in a fierce battle, and stupid enemies are coming!"

Is there really going to be a war? The people below murmured in their hearts.

"First of all, we need to be clear about our enemies. That's right, the Kent family who humiliated us last year! This sinister family humiliated Arda and Bairdine severely last year, but we forgave them in the spirit of good neighborliness and generosity. But I didn't expect that their patriarch, Maltz`Kent, would rebelliously usurp the title of duke this year, and even attempt to launch a rebellion against the kingdom, this is an unforgivable crime!"

"We have formed a powerful alliance with Larnaca, Stanlow, Portree and other territories, vowing to eliminate the Kent family and their henchmen! It is an honor that the brave 1st Battalion and 3rd Battalion were selected as the first batch The troops that went out, and the loyal artillery company and transport company became our solid backing."

"As the sword in the hands of the lord, we will stab the enemy's heart fiercely! Let the scum left by the heavenly father know that we are not easy to mess with, and let them tremble with fear when they hear our name Trembling like sewer maggots when they see the sun!"

While waving his big hands, Lieutenant Colonel Bryce spit and spoke to the soldiers,

"Now I order that all expeditionary troops start preparing immediately, bring your marching supplies, weapons and ammunition, and we will set off early tomorrow morning!"

Throughout the day, the two selected infantry battalions were engaged in this intense preparation,

In the early morning of the next day, all the officers and soldiers of the expeditionary force assembled again on the playground, and then left Huxin Town and headed south to Biduobao.

The townspeople lined the road to send off the officers and soldiers who went to war, and slogans such as "Teach the people of Emden well" and "Long live Arda" resounded throughout the street.

The Government Administration Council dispatched propaganda officers to yell in the streets with loudspeakers every day.

"If you can't win Biduobao, the trade route will be cut off, the goods will not be sold, and you will all lose your job!"

"The Emdens come in and will take us all as slaves! Take our money and insult our sisters."

The means of propaganda are primitive and effective. After all, the targets are also townspeople who have no information and have just learned few words in the literacy campaign.

Thanks to the opening of various factories in the past year, the income of many town residents who have become workers has been greatly improved, and the quality of life has also been greatly enhanced. Thinking that the earl may destroy everything in front of them, the common people are really a little Can't stand it.

So the top and bottom are unified in thinking.

Bryce was the supreme commander of this operation. Although he was impassioned on the playground yesterday, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, until the moment before departure, he was still quite nervous.

This is the first time that he has commanded an entire army on his own. It is not because he is worried about his own ability. Arda's army is well-trained and equipped with advanced weapons. There's nothing wrong with self-preservation—Paul has worked hard to build an army that can be invincible even with mediocre commanders.

What he was worried about was his identity—a wild knight without official status, whether he would be ridiculed by other lords and knights when he got there, and whether the two dignified counties of Arda and Belding could no longer be obtained talent.

At the meeting, Bryce strongly recommended Chief of Staff Schroeder as the commander of the expedition. After all, this is a genuine knight, but Paul rejected it on the grounds that Schroeder must sit in the staff to lead the overall situation.

The count said to him: "Go, Bryce! There is always a first time!"

Bryce is very grateful for Paul's trust in him, and feels that he has a great responsibility, because this is the first time that Arda's new army has officially appeared in front of the major territories. Previously, the encirclement of pirates and the suppression of the Berdin rebellion did not exist in the Northwest Gulf. attract too much attention.

The enthusiasm of the townspeople also infected Bryce.

"This Battle of Bidowburg is a good opportunity to show off!"

He was no longer disturbed. Although the decision at the military council was to "assist allies as much as possible while preserving himself", Bryce decided to make an outstanding performance. He wanted to announce Arda's new life to the other lords. With the prestige of Greiman, they can no longer underestimate this "exiled family".

The lieutenant colonel on the horse raised his whip and pointed to the south: "Target—Pidolberg!"