Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 202 The advantage of range is unsolvable

The so-called metal jet is a high-energy metal material flow produced by using specific technology, mainly produced by the explosion of shaped charges using the Monroe effect.

It is not molten metal, but a high-temperature and high-pressure fluid formed by the metal cover (usually copper) under the impact of the explosion.

The jet velocity can reach 2000-8000 m/s and the temperature exceeds 3000°C, so using it to kill people is completely overkill.

But when dealing with this kind of arm monster, it is better to be safe. Zeus has already prepared for the situation that bullets will be completely unable to hurt them. At that time, these specially designed mines will be the last line of defense.

Fortunately, although their appearance was distorted to the extreme, they still seemed to be carbon-based creatures. Their weak flesh and blood could not resist steel. When the flames dissipated, all the arm monsters fell down.

Hughes breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that everything had exploded normally.

The biggest technical difficulty of this type of mine is how to trigger it stably, but with the help of Nini's biological fuse, this is not a problem at all. Instead, it has become its strength. Accurate and stable detonation is especially rare for weapons of this era.

The soldiers were obviously frightened. They were only a hundred meters away from the center of the explosion, and it was the first time they had experienced such a deafening sound and huge flames.

A few people were so scared that they wet their pants, and more people just stood there, staring blankly ahead, not moving.

Alexei immediately took the team leader to pat them and let the soldiers come back to their senses. If no one went to comfort these frightened soldiers, it would be easy for them to suffer psychological trauma and become extremely afraid of fighting from then on. The Imperial Army Academy had special teaching on this.

Fortunately, although it was the soldiers' first time on the battlefield, they were still far away from the enemy. The murlocs in the back row were just a bunch of small black dots in the distance. After Alexei calmed down most of the soldiers and dragged those who were completely frightened to one side, the murlocs were still more than 400 meters away.

"About ten of them have lost their will to fight. The rest, though still a little frightened, have begun reloading." Hughes estimated and turned to look at Ash. "You probably won't have a chance to play."

Ash nodded silently. She had a similar assessment of the situation. Although the murlocs seemed numerous, they had already sprinted for over 500 meters and were obviously exhausted. Most of them had slowed down, and even if they really ran to the front, they probably wouldn't have much strength left.

These guns capable of long-range attacks are surprisingly effective against mobs like murlocs. Even though the hit rate is questionable at a distance, distance is the best guarantee.

The soldiers' movements slowed down a lot, and it took them nearly a minute to complete a reload. However, the murlocs were in even worse condition. Many of them fell behind, and some could not run anymore. They stood there, supporting their legs and gasping for breath.

Their thin limbs are not suitable for movement on land.

"Fire!"

The soldiers fought much worse this time. Many of them were still in shock and fired without aiming. This time they only hit two fishmen.

But Alexei remained unmoved and continued to command the soldiers to continue reloading and firing.

With decisive and calm orders, steady firing, and the presence of their superiors and banshees, the soldiers gradually calmed down. The fishmen, however, were now at the end of their strength, completely drained of energy. Their charge was barely faster than a walk. Three more volleys were fired, and the soldiers' shooting became increasingly accurate. Several of those who had been so frightened that they could not stand returned to the ranks.

After recovering from the shock, the soldiers began to slowly adapt to the battlefield. They became more and more skilled at reloading, and were even faster than during training.

The morale of the fishmen on the opposite side was on the verge of collapse, but they did not start to flee in all directions - they had no strength left and had become complete fixed targets.

"Murlocs have very poor endurance. It's surprising that this race is obsessed with mining," Zeus muttered to himself, holding his chin, wondering what he was thinking.

Alexei looked at the opposite side and simply let the soldiers shoot freely. The battle was over and it was now just a one-sided massacre.

The shooting continued for a while, and most of the fishmen fell down. Alexei ordered the drummer to beat the military drum, and the soldiers began to advance. After they got closer, they shot and killed the remaining fishmen, and then officially began to clean up the battlefield.

"how does it feel?"

Hughes came closer, and Alexei's face was full of complicated expressions.

"It's hard to describe, sir. This doesn't feel like war, it feels more like play."

The enemy did not pose any threat to them from beginning to end. The soldiers only needed to complete the shooting action and the enemy would fall down in large numbers like wheat fields in the wind. In the process, the soldiers did not even consume much physical strength. Even if the enemy really rushed to them, they could still engage in close combat in full condition.

This is an indescribable huge advantage. The Imperial Army can conquer the world with just smoothbore muskets, but now Castel has rifled rifles, and the weapons and guns in the hands of the Imperial Army are like toys compared to them.

If he were to fight against the Imperial Army, Alexei was confident that he could crush the enemy's morale before they came within range. The advance rate of the line infantry had strict requirements and was easy to estimate.

Alexi shook his head. What was he thinking? Why would Castel go to war with the Empire? Hughes was a border earl personally appointed by the Empress.

But besides the Empire, who else could be Castel's rival? Alexi looked at the rifle in his hand, then at the Banshee and Castel Cathedral in the distance, and fell silent.

"Don't worry, Alexei. Our Skitarii will be equipped soon. The rifles are just a temporary fix." Seeing him silent, Hughes assumed he was worried about the lack of firepower, so he stepped forward and said a few words of comfort, "Our new weapons won't be so weak against those arm monsters. They're much more powerful."

At this point, Xiu Si suddenly remembered something. He turned to look at Chloe and said, "I remember a batch of steam rifles were found in the manor. Do you know anything about those things?"

He temporarily sealed the batch of steam rifles in an empty warehouse far away, along with several boxes of saltpeter ore and newly made brass bullets. He planned to observe these suspected products of cognitive interference first to make sure their properties were stable before using them. It would be troublesome if they became contaminated when he held them in his hands and fired them.

Besides, the steam rifle doesn't sound very reliable. How useful can this thing be?
"Yes, that's the powerful stuff you mentioned."

(End of this chapter)