Chapter 186: Insufficient Firepower (Silver Alliance Leader Nuan Yang 1314 Bonus Chapter)

Lin Dao nimbly flipped down from the roof, carrying a long spear on his back as he arrived at the main road entrance to the village.

He carefully hung a 'This Side Faces Enemy' on a string, then immediately turned and left.

He had placed several such things around the village, all on roads throughout the village.

He quickly ran into a courtyard, climbed up onto the roof again using the retractable ladder he had set up earlier.

Several waterproof backpacks were placed here.

He unzipped it, and inside were Molotov Cocktails packed full.

He put on an Explosion-proof Helmet and raised a riot shield in front of him.

He reloaded the Remington M700 and mounted it on the riot shield.

Although the Jurchen cavalry couldn't use bows in the rain, they could still use various thrown weapons.

Defensive facilities could never be lacking.

Dense hoofbeats drew nearer, a large batch of Jurchen cavalry surged forward.

For the Jurchen, losing their commander on the battlefield was a life-threatening matter.

If they could not avenge their commander, theoretically the entire team would be executed.

The angry Jurchen soldiers gripped their weapons, leaned forward on horseback, and headed straight into the village.

All Song who dared resist must be killed!

'Clang!'

A crisp sound rang out, bright fire light rose, and countless steel balls flew outward.

The seven or eight cavalry charging into the village at the front were instantly shot into sieves.

The sudden change frightened the following Jurchen soldiers, who hurriedly reined in their horses.

Their bodies full of steel balls, the people and horses not yet dead for a moment cried out mournfully, piercing enough to make one's hair stand on end.

In fear, Lin Dao not far away locked onto a figure and pulled the trigger.

'Bang!'

Another Jurchen soldier fell from his horse.

"Detour, detour~~~"

Wuzhang shouted loudly, "Detour past them!"

'Bang!'

His voice stopped abruptly.

The outstanding Wuzhang suffered a direct headshot!

"Nice!"

Lin Dao on the roof sighed in admiration.

He had originally wanted to aim at the torso, after all the torso had a larger area and a higher hit rate.

But by a strange twist of fate, he hit the head, scoring a headshot.

Without a doubt, a headshot was definitely more satisfying.

"I really do have a talent for fixed target practice."

On the Jurchen side, seeing Wuzhang's miserable state, everyone's hair stood on end.

It was truly too miserable.

Lin Dao's near-mysterious attack method dealt a huge blow to Jurchen morale.

Facing the unknown, one always feels fear.

But they could not retreat.

Retreating now would surely get them killed.

They could only grit their teeth and continue charging forward.

Various Qianhu and squad leaders called out, dispersing to ride around the village, breaking in from all sides to approach Lin Dao.

'Boom~'

'Boom~'

The 'This Side Faces Enemy' Lin Dao had set up in advance were detonated one after another.

Flying steel balls mercilessly harvested the lives of men and horses.

No matter what armor they wore, the result was the same.

The Jurchen soldiers were terrified and also deeply resentful.

If not for the rain preventing them from using bows, they would have long used dense arrow rain to cover the roof where Lin Dao was.

The Jurchen soldiers who charged hard suffered a strike from the sky.

Lin Dao hid behind the riot shield, ignited Molotov Cocktails, and threw them.

His strength was enormous, standing high and throwing far.

Facing the constantly falling Molotov Cocktails, many Jurchen soldiers instinctively waved their weapons to block them.

Those that missed were fine, but the Jurchen soldiers who hit a Molotov Cocktail would, the next moment, be swallowed by a great ball of flame along with man and horse.

Lin Dao's Molotov Cocktails had also advanced technologically, been updated and replaced.

He no longer used thicker beer bottles, but switched to light, thin, easily broken vases.

Although affected by the rain, most bottles still shattered and burned.

Even in the rain, the Jurchen soldiers and their mounts swallowed by flames could still not extinguish the fire on their bodies, like one pillar of fire after another constantly screaming and struggling.

The mournful howls in the flames were so piercing.

Such a cruel scene finally broke the psychological bottom line of some Jurchen soldiers.

They turned their horses around and chose to desert.

These Jin soldiers were actually already quite elite.

They belonged directly to the Second Prince's Ten Thousand Households, had experienced countless cruel battles, and their morale had originally been extremely high.

Those who could endure massive losses, persisting until now despite a battle loss rate exceeding half, were undoubtedly elite.

"No running!" a Shizhang roared while hacking at deserters, "Running back is also death, and it will implicate your families."

"Charge together, kill him!"

The Jin soldiers at this time were at their peak since raising their arms.

Whether in combat ability, morale and courage, or organization, they were at their strongest stage.

Even though the battle loss rate had already exceeded fifty percent, they were still persisting in the attack.

Ordinary elite troops would rout once losses reached twenty percent.

It could not be said they lacked courage.

It was just a pity that they had run into Lin Dao.

Facing various flying axes, flails, hammers, and other weapons flying at him.

Lin Dao, carrying a riot shield, jumped down through the hole he had previously torn open in the roof.

The remaining twenty-plus Jin soldiers dismounted with red eyes and charged into the courtyard.

"Zizi~~~"

Under the half-open window inside the house, the muzzle of an Uzi Submachine Gun appeared.

A rain of bullets spitting fire tongues knocked down the Jin soldiers who had charged into the courtyard in swathes.

The Jin soldiers still alive were driven mad.

They had never encountered such an unprecedented strike.

They simply could not get close!

If speaking of bows and arrows, they had never seen bows and arrows that could fire this fast.

And no matter what armor they wore, getting hit meant death.

The last few Jin soldiers blocking the courtyard gate completely lost their courage and combat will.

They turned and mounted their horses to flee.

Lin Dao, having changed the magazine, came out and fired a burst at their backs.

He knocked down several, but ultimately three Jin soldiers desperately spurred their horses to escape.

Lin Dao, however, did not intend to let them go.

Returning to the roof, holding a Remington M700, he shot them one by one.

The burning firelight, the falling rain, and the cold wind all affected Lin Dao's performance.

His hit rate on moving targets was indeed not high.

He expended two full magazines of ten rounds before finally knocking down the three fleeing Jin soldiers.

One of them was first shot off his horse, then followed up with two shots that hit.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Lin Dao, coming down from the roof, gave each Jin soldier in the courtyard an execution shot one by one.

After emptying the magazine, he stopped and, while changing the Glock magazine, a Jin soldier whose arm had been hit by the Uzi jumped up, wielding a ring-pommel sword and lunging at Lin Dao.

The ring-pommel sword struck the riot shield, sparking.

The rebound force was too great; the wounded Jin soldier was weakened, causing the ring-pommel sword to fall.

The Jin soldier instinctively went to pick up the weapon.

Lin Dao's hand pressed onto his shoulder.

The Jin soldier instinctively turned to look back, and Lin Dao smiled slightly at him.

The next moment, his and the Jin soldier's figures disappeared together.

When they reappeared, the Jin soldier had already become a corpse.

Lin Dao changed the magazine and first put an execution shot into his forehead.

Leaving the courtyard and coming to the village road, firelight raged all around and the stench was foul.

He tidied up a bit and turned to leave.

Arriving at a residence at the corner of the village, one side of the courtyard wall had been overturned, and an off-road vehicle was parked in the courtyard.

Li Shishi, hiding in the vehicle shivering, suddenly saw a tall figure standing outside the car window, and her heart nearly stopped from fright.

Fortunately, she recognized Lin Dao's clothes, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Lin Dao opened the previously locked car door and got in.

"Let's go, we can't stay in this village anymore."

Losing so many men and horses in succession would inevitably alarm the high command of the Jin army.

The next time Jin soldiers come, there will be at least hundreds.

"Firepower is still insufficient."

Starting the off-road vehicle and reversing out of the courtyard, Lin Dao muttered to himself, "I need to make a trip back to strengthen firepower."

The Remington M700 is quite good for single shots, but it is bolt-action.

The Uzi Submachine Gun has a fast rate of fire for close combat, but the bullets are fired too quickly.

Dealing with Jin soldiers on the scale of a hundred, that is about their limit.

Upgrading firepower is imminent.

Amidst his thoughts, Lin Dao drove the car out of the village, heading into the Cang Ye.

Time grew late, the rain fell heavier and heavier, visibility decreasing further.

Two bright headlights cut through the dark night, advancing continuously.

"Almost there."

Driving to a clearing, Lin Dao stared around. "We'll rest here tonight."

"Oh." Li Shishi responded, curling her body up.

"Get off the carriage."

Lin Dao's words made her heart tremble.

It's the middle of the night and still raining, telling me to get off the carriage?

How can Benefactor be so heartless.

Li Shishi, looking resentful, dared not defy Lin Dao's order, twisting and turning as she pushed open the car door and went down.

The cold wind wrapped in rain, hitting her body like ice knives.

Lin Dao's voice transmitted, "Walk further away~"

Li Shishi, hugging her shoulders and shivering as she advanced, was filled with bitterness.

She turned around wanting to beg Lin Dao to let her get on the carriage to hide from the rain.

But as she turned, behind her was empty of anything!

"Benefactor~ left?!"

A sense of abandonment and helplessness surged in her heart, Li Shishi's legs went soft and she collapsed sitting on the ground.

Benefactor, why treat me like this?

I'm already willing to offer everything, why abandon me~~~

"Whimper whimper whimper~~~"

Li Shishi collapsed on the ground, hugging her head and crying painfully.

Under the dim night curtain, it had quite a bit of a Liao Zhai story atmosphere.

"What are you crying for?"

Lin Dao's voice transmitted, "Come over quickly."

Li Shishi's crying stopped abruptly.

The next moment, she blankly raised her head.

Not far away, Lin Dao stood on a mount far more massive than the previous weird mount, towering there.

This new mount was extremely large, looking like a house.

Lin Dao frowned and scolded, "Are you filming a romance drama? Come over quickly!"

"Oh oh~~"

Li Shishi hurriedly stood up, stumbling as she ran over.

Lin Dao opened the RV's car door. "Get on."

Entering the carriage, 【he】 turned on the lights.

Li Shishi stared around, greatly shocked.

Tables, chairs, cabinets, even a bed!

This is the RV Lin Dao bought, spent money modifying.

Defense-wise nothing to say, at least in this Jingkang Spacetime, no one can break open the added steel plates and bulletproof glass.

"That side is the bathroom."

Lin Dao turned on the air conditioner, reached out to signal, "Go take a bath, wash properly clean."

Li Shishi's heart jumped slightly.

Her previously pale pretty face also floated up a touch of red.

"Mm."

She glanced at the bed not far away, nodded forcefully, "Benefactor, I will definitely wash clean clean, fragrant fragrant."

(End of Chapter)