Conquer Europe from the West

Chapter 135 Cavalry also have supervisors?
Two red flares shot straight into the sky, illuminating the Imperial cavalrymen who were still running for their lives on the ground.

Instead of turning their attention to the fleeing cavalry, the truck-mounted artillery continued to bombard the roads and supply depots.

However, since they had already blown the supply depot into the air, there were basically not many people left to deal with—Raine could see that the shell that triggered the secondary explosion sent almost all seventy-odd people resting in the supply depot to their deaths.

There were at least thirty soldiers who rode away on their warhorses, and it took only three cannonballs to wipe out two-thirds of the entire company.

The gunner of the artillery crew also seemed to have noticed the problem.

So he almost immediately ordered his men to prioritize sending the two outposts in front of and behind the supply station into the air.

The royal soldiers inside were very loyal and did not desert, so they also faithfully went to see their goddess.

far away.

The convoy, which received fire support from self-propelled truck-mounted artillery, immediately accelerated its pursuit.

While gripping the steering wheel, Hammer used the flare gun handed to him by his passenger to fire flares into the sky to guide his colleagues behind him.

Brinkman wasn't idle either, but she was currently covering her eyes, kneeling on the ground, and screaming incessantly, looking just like Rikka Takanashi who had been blinded by the flashing lights.

The sunglasses that he had previously refused to wear were now lying to the side, half-buried in the dirt.

Raine probably guessed that she had used the magic night vision goggles to look at the flashbang, but there was nothing he could do about it. He could only carefully pick up the "sunglasses," wipe them clean, and put them back in his pocket, ignoring his adjutant who couldn't control his curiosity.

At that very moment, the other soldiers of the assault company also got off the vehicle, picked up their GW.98 rifles, and began to reap the lives of those Imperial cavalrymen who had their backs to them.

The sparse gunfire continued for a long time, ceasing only after the last Imperial cavalryman fell.

The artillery crew had run out of ammunition before that and was now busy pulling the support frame out of the ground.

Seeing this, Ryan thought that after this battle, he must make sure that the people at the equipment development institute could finish the half-track truck chassis as soon as possible.

However, it's not the kind of staggered center wheel found on Earth.

Instead, it uses the same horizontal coil spring suspension system as the M4 tank.

Of course, this is mainly because the current empire does not yet have the capacity for large-scale production of automotive shock absorber springs.

No, it should be that no country currently has that kind of financial resources.

But the suspension system on the M4 Sherman tank was different.

That thing is a spring made by rolling a long triangular piece of iron. For the current empire, the cost and effectiveness are both moderate. Whether looking back a few decades or a few decades from now, it can be considered a pretty good solution.

Shaking his head to clear his mind, Ryan nudged Brinkman, who was still kneeling on the ground covering her eyes, and pulled her up.

Hammer had already driven up to the side of the truck cannon and even opened the door for Ryan.

Ryan first helped Brinkman into the cockpit, then looked at the gun crew: "Hurry up and pack up the guns, we'll be waiting for you at the supply depot."

"Yes! Colonel!"

The gunner didn't salute, but he said everything he was supposed to say.

But Ryan had already hitched a ride and left.

Hammer looked very excited, and he drove recklessly through the fields, steering the car: "Colonel, do you think our achievements today are enough to earn us a medal?"

"I think so."

Rein leaned against the car window frame, looking out at the fields illuminated by the firelight, the warhorses with broken legs or their intestines spilling out, and the corpses of Imperial soldiers. He was not in a good mood.

These imperial cavalrymen were barely well-trained, but their reactions were not quick enough, and their actions did not resemble those of an elite force.

Furthermore, they immediately noticed Brinkman observing with sunglasses, which means the Empire must have some method to distinguish friend from foe. We must get our hands on it.

Renn thought to himself.

However, there are more important things to do right now.

He looked at the highway not far ahead, where a platoon of deputy platoon leaders were standing by the roadside, holding pistols and interrogating a cavalryman from the Empire.

"Hammer, stop the car."

Ryan patted Hammer's arm, shoved his sidearm into Brinkman's arms, then got out of the car and jogged over to the platoon leader: "Who is this guy?"

"do not know."

The deputy platoon leader casually stuffed the P-08 into his belt, pointed at the still-burning supply station building next to him, and cursed through gritted teeth, "This kid is lucky he didn't die from the secondary explosion."

"You found him in the house?"

Now it was Ryan's turn to be surprised.

The deputy platoon leader quickly shook his head: "No, it was found outside the house."

After thinking for a moment, Raine immediately said to the soldier beside him, "Call Shadrin over."

These words immediately caught the attention of the kneeling cavalryman, but he was immediately hit by a female squad leader in the platoon with the butt of her rifle, knocking out several of his teeth: "What are you looking at!"

Three platoons of soldiers immediately escorted Shadrin out. The former Imperial cavalryman, now dressed in half an Imperial uniform, looked at Renn and asked, "What do you want?"

Renn slapped the cavalryman on the back of the head: "Do you know this guy? What's his name? What's his rank and position?"

Shadrin didn't reply immediately. Instead, he bent down and glanced at the man, then, unexpectedly, spat in his face.

He first launched into a tirade of Russian slang and profanities before finally saying to Renn, "I know this guy!"

"He's the head of our company's military police! Coward, beast!"

As Shadrin spoke, he was about to kick the cavalryman a few times, but was stopped by the soldiers.

Ryan immediately reached out: "Hey, hey, hey, don't do anything yet, tell him his identity!"

Seeing this, Shadrin finally stopped and said, "Fallan, those bastards sent a bunch of bullshit supervisory teams a while ago, saying they were helping us train."

"When they arrived, they did nothing but point guns at us and force us to charge forward. Anyone who stopped was shot!"

"So beastly?"

Renn was taken aback.

Isn't this the kind of thing that's only available later in the game? How come it's available so early?

He immediately looked at the overseer and noticed that the man had blond curly hair and eyes that were not the grey and green of the Empire, but the blue of the Farrans.

It was only upon this glance that Renn noticed that the man was wearing a Royal Second Lieutenant's badge and a Farland Second Lieutenant's badge on his collar.

Raine spoke in Falland: "Are you a Fallander?"

Only then did the cavalryman raise his head, his blue eyes fixed on Shadrin: "Damn traitor, I knew you were a bastard, I should have killed you long ago!!"

After saying that, he looked at Renn, grinning to reveal a mouthful of yellow teeth stained with blood: "You're too late. The Imperial Army has already advanced to your railway line."

"It's only a matter of time before the Empire takes over Insterburg."

(End of this chapter)