Chapter 533 Fortunately the train was not delayed
"Uh, sorry, Ms. Gwen, I mean, please help us buy some time and see if you can suppress it. If not, please return immediately and I will find another way."
Hodge also realized that something was wrong, but there was no point in being anxious. The soldiers might not be able to hold on without rest.
Gwen walked away quickly with the Gatling gun. She rushed to the left for a while, raised the Gatling gun a little awkwardly, and roughly aimed at the bones in front of her.
Da da da da da da da da! The barrel of the gun spun rapidly, and the bullets rushed towards the enemy with a trail of flame, instantly turning rows of bone racks into slag.
"hiss"
Gwen stared at the heavy machine gun in his hand in amazement, and then his eyes gradually brightened.
"This thing is more powerful than a long sword!"
Every time the crank handle was shaken a certain distance, the bullet in the Gatling gun would fly out. Gwen thought about it and felt that as long as he shook it fast enough, the gun's firing rate would also become fast enough.
She tried it and found that what she had thought was indeed correct, so her hands suddenly became faster and bullets poured out like a rainstorm.
Farther away, Hodge frowned as he listened to Gwen's increasingly rapid firing rate.
"Will she have time to reload if she shoots like this? I remember she didn't seem to have many bullets with her."
Without time to think too much, Hodge entered the expeditionary force, checked the soldiers' condition and the remaining supplies, gave some instructions to the team leader, and looked at the fog behind with some worry again.
The sounds of Ash's shooting were almost continuous, and the roar of the Dragon's Breath Cannon could be heard occasionally, but the fog behind was still visibly getting closer. Gwen on the left didn't seem to have too many problems. Her shooting speed was astonishingly fast. She might have a special way of loading bullets.
The soldiers had rested for a while, so it shouldn't be a problem for them to march quickly for a while. Hodge was about to give an order when he suddenly froze in place.
A loud whistle sounded in the air.
The train is coming.
"Hahaha! That's great, that's great!!! Hahahaha!"
Hodge almost jumped up, dancing with joy. The pressure he had been under along the way was really great. Fortunately, the train arrived in time. Although the expeditionary forces had not reached their limit, the situation was quite critical.
The long whistle sounds soon turned into a rhythm of varying lengths. The armored train in the distance had discovered their presence and was sending Morse Seuss code through the long and short sounds of the whistle.
"Sir, they asked us what happened?"
"Have them stop the car immediately! Tell them to prepare for a fight!"
The soldier held up a flashlight, a byproduct of Hughes's research on cameras. It was mixed with magnesium powder and other flammable materials and could emit a dazzling light for a short period of time.
By adding some passivating chemicals, it can emit intermittent light signals, which is very useful for transmitting messages over medium distances.
The approaching train was obviously stunned. It took them a long time to respond, and then they began to slow down when they were about to reach the expeditionary force. Sparks flew from the wheels of the steam locomotive, and with a sharp sound, the train successfully stopped on the track.
The machine gun bunker on top of the train has been erected, and someone has gone up to guard the fixed position of the Dragon's Breath Cannon. The Dragon's Breath Cannon can be operated by mortals on the train. Except for the short range and the limited angle due to being semi-fixed on the train, it has no major disadvantages.
Before the train came to a complete stop, the door opened. After confirming that this was the expeditionary force, the guards on the train immediately made way to allow Hodge's men to get on board quickly.
Hodge almost rushed onto the train, and climbed on before the train had completely stopped. After finding the driver, he immediately spoke:
"I am Hodge, the commander of the Second Guards Regiment under Archbishop Alexei. According to the emergency regulations of the expeditionary force, I am in charge of the command of this train. Turn around immediately and head south to the military camp!"
The train conductor and the fireman next to him were stunned, then immediately stood up, saluted, grabbed the wrench and rushed towards the train car.
If they want to move the train back, they have to use the locomotive at the rear of the train, so they have to hurry over.
Hodge rushed to the whistle and blew it himself to inform Ash of the situation.
Shovelful of coal was filled into the combustion chamber, the water in the boiler gradually boiled, the steam engine sang happily, the piston slid quickly, the flywheel rotated to pull up the train, and the armored train slowly began to move.
The white fog in the distance was still approaching, and the white bones were wriggling rapidly in the wasteland of the northern border, looking weird and twisted, like maggots scalded by boiling water.
The fixed firing point on top of the train started to sound immediately, and multiple heavy machine guns formed a cross fire coverage on the entire surface. No matter how fast the bones were reborn, they could only be pinned down. Soon, the speed of the train increased, and now even if they didn't shoot, they couldn't catch up.
Looking at the bones that were getting farther and farther away and still chasing in vain, Hodge felt an inexplicable sense of relief in his heart. Sitting on the armored train, he no longer felt afraid. The warmth of the steel made him feel at ease.
——There was even the urge to drive over the bones.
Of course, when he thought of the endless white fog that followed the bones, he still controlled the thought.
Most of the expeditionary soldiers collapsed on the ground. Just now they felt that they had recovered some strength and were ready to continue running, but now as the wind was drained away, they immediately lost their strength and lay on the ground like fish on the shore, opening their mouths and breathing in big gulps of air.
The feeling of fatigue then emerged.
They escaped successfully!
The feeling of relief at escaping death brought smiles to their faces, and they looked at their comrades around them and burst into laughter.
The expeditionary force that was originally on the vehicle poured some water for them, and looking at the white fog that was getting farther and farther away, they asked about the situation.
Ash and Gwen had also returned to the car. Ash came back after hearing the whistle. Gwen couldn't understand the whistle, so Ash carried her back.
"When I found her, she was firing like crazy."
Ash glanced at Gwen and spoke.
"By the way, I actually wanted to ask that too." Hodge suddenly remembered and his eyes fell on the heavy machine gun in Gwen's hand.
"Gwen, you fired so quickly, how did you have time to reload?"
The expeditionary force's standard Gatling machine gun used a magazine. Although the capacity was not small, the Gatling's firing rate was also terrifying. According to Gwen's shooting method, there was no time to change bullets - her shooting sound never stopped.
Gwen was stunned for a moment, then spoke:
"Reload? What kind of bullets? Do I need to reload this gun?"
(End of this chapter)
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