Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 186 Insufficient Firepower (Bonus Chapter by Silver Alliance Leader Nuanyang 1314)

With agile movements, Lin Dao flipped off the roof and, carrying a long spear, arrived at the main entrance to the village.

He carefully cocked a 'this way is facing the enemy' coin, then turned and left.

He set up several of these things in the village, on various roads throughout the village.

He quickly ran into a courtyard and climbed onto the roof again using the retractable ladder that had been placed there earlier.

Several waterproof backpacks are displayed here.

Unzip it, and it's full of Molotov cocktails.

He took out a riot helmet, put it on, and held up a riot shield in front of him.

The Remington M700 was reloaded and mounted on the riot shield.

Although the Jurchens couldn't use bows due to the rain, they still used various types of throwing weapons.

Precautionary measures are always essential.

The sound of dense hooves grew closer and closer, and a large number of Jurchen cavalry surged in.

For the Jurchens, losing a general on the battlefield was a matter of life and death.

If they cannot avenge their commander, theoretically the entire team should be executed.

The enraged Jin soldiers gripped their weapons tightly, leaned over their horses, and charged straight into the village.

Any Song people who dare to resist must be killed!
'choke!'

With a crisp sound, a bright flash of light rose, and countless steel balls flew everywhere.

The seven or eight riders who led the charge into the village were instantly riddled with bullets.

The sudden turn of events startled the Jin soldiers, who hurriedly reined in their horses.

The bodies of the men and horses, still alive but not yet dead, were filled with agonizing cries and screams that sent chills down one's spine.

In a moment of panic, Lin Dao, who was not far away, locked onto a figure and pulled the trigger.

'boom! '

Another Jin soldier fell from his horse.

"Take a detour, take a detour~~~"

The fifty-year-old shouted loudly, "Go around!"

'boom! '

His voice stopped abruptly.

The outstanding and brilliant 50-year-old was shot in the head!
"Pretty!"

I exclaimed in admiration at the tree-lined path on the roof.

He originally intended to hit the torso, since the torso has a large surface area and a high hit rate.

But by a twist of fate, it hit him in the head, resulting in a headshot.

Without a doubt, a headshot is definitely more satisfying.

"I really do have a talent for hitting stationary targets."

On the Jin soldiers' side, seeing the fifty-year-old's miserable state, everyone felt their scalp tingle.

It's so miserable.

Lin Dao's almost unpredictable attack style greatly damaged the morale of the Jin people.

There is always fear when facing the unknown.

But they cannot back down.

If we retreat now, we will surely be killed.

We had no choice but to grit our teeth and keep pushing forward.

The squad leaders and sergeants gave orders and dispersed, riding their horses around the village and sneaking in from various places, approaching the forest road.

‘Boom~’

‘Boom~’

The "enemy-facing" traps that had been set up in advance along the forest road were detonated one after another.

The flying steel balls mercilessly reaped the lives of men and horses.

No matter what kind of armor you wear, the result is the same.

The Jin soldiers were terrified and deeply resentful.

If it weren't for the rain making it impossible to use bows, they would have already rained down arrows to cover the rooftops along the forest path.

The Jin soldiers who charged forward were met with an attack from above.

Lin Dao hid behind a riot shield and lit a Molotov cocktail, which he then threw.

He was extremely strong; he could throw things from a great height.

Faced with the continuous falling Molotov cocktails, many Jin soldiers instinctively swung their weapons to block them.

Those who missed were fine, but the Jin soldiers who were hit by the Molotov cocktails would be engulfed by a large ball of flames the next moment.

The Molotov cocktails used in the forest have also been upgraded and replaced with newer models thanks to technological advancements.

Thicker beer bottles were no longer used; instead, thinner, more fragile vases were used.

Despite the rain, most of the bottles still broke and caught fire.

Even in the rain, the flames engulfing the Jin soldiers and their mounts could not extinguish the flames on their bodies, making them look like pillars of fire, constantly screaming and struggling.

The agonizing screams from within the flames were so piercing.

Such a horrific scene finally broke the psychological barrier of some of the Jin soldiers.

They turned their horses around and chose to desert.

These Jin soldiers were actually quite elite.

They were directly under the Second Prince's army commanders and had experienced countless brutal battles, so their morale was originally extremely high.

Those who have managed to withstand enormous losses, with casualties already exceeding half, and have held out until now before fleeing, are undoubtedly elite troops.

"Don't run!" a corps leader roared as he slashed at deserters. "You'll die anyway if you run back, and you'll bring trouble to your family."

"Charge forward together and kill him!"

At this time, the Jin army was at its peak since the start of the uprising.

Whether it's combat capability, morale and courage, or organization, it's at its strongest stage.

Even with casualties exceeding 50%, they continued their offensive.

Ordinary elite troops would be routed if they lost 20% of their troops.

He was undeniably brave.

Unfortunately, they encountered Lin Dao.

Faced with various flying axes, flails, hammers and other weapons.

Lin Dao, carrying a riot shield, flipped over and jumped down through the hole he had previously made in the roof.

The remaining twenty-odd Jin soldiers dismounted and rushed into the courtyard with red eyes.

'Sizzle~~~'

The muzzle of an Uzi submachine gun was visible beneath the half-open window inside the room.

The rain of bullets, spitting fire, felled swathes of Jin soldiers who had stormed into the courtyard.

The surviving Jin soldiers were going crazy.

They had never encountered such an unprecedented blow.

They couldn't get close at all!
If we're talking about bows and arrows, I've never seen one that can fire so fast.

Moreover, no matter what kind of armor they wear, getting close to them means certain death.

The last few Jin soldiers blocking the courtyard gate completely lost their courage and will to fight. They turned around, mounted their horses, and fled.

Lin Dao, having changed his magazine, came out and fired a burst of bullets behind them.

Several were defeated, but three Jin soldiers still managed to escape on horseback.

Lin Dao, however, had no intention of letting them go.

He returned to the rooftop and fired one shot after another with his Remington M700.

The burning firelight, the rain, and the cold wind all affected the performance of the forest trails.

His accuracy on moving targets is indeed not high.

It took two volleys of five bullets to finally bring down the three fleeing Jin soldiers.

One of them knocked down the horse first, then followed up with two more shots that hit it.

'boom! '

'boom! '

'boom! '

Lin Dao, who had come down from the roof, finished off the Jin soldiers in the courtyard one by one.

After emptying his magazine, he stopped to change his Glock magazine. At that moment, a Jin soldier whose arm had been hit by an Uzi jumped up, brandishing his ring-pommel sword and lunging at Lin Dao.

The ring-pommel sword struck the riot shield, sparks flying.

The force of the rebound was too great, and the wounded Jin soldier was too weak, causing the ring-pommel sword to fall.

The Jin soldiers instinctively reached for their weapons.

Lin Dao placed his hand on his shoulder.

Jin Bing subconsciously turned around and looked over, and Lin Dao smiled slightly at him.

The next moment, he and the Jin soldiers disappeared together.

When they reappeared, the Jin soldier was already a corpse.

Lin Dao changed the magazine and fired a shot into the forehead first.

Once outside the courtyard and onto the village road, flames raged all around, and the air was thick with the stench of fire.

He tidied himself up and turned to leave.

Arriving at a house in a corner of the village, one side of the courtyard wall had been knocked down, and the SUV was parked in the yard.

Li Shishi, trembling inside the car, was startled when she suddenly saw a tall figure standing outside the car window, and her heart nearly stopped beating.

Fortunately, he recognized Lin Dao's clothes and breathed a sigh of relief.

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

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

The successive losses of so many men would inevitably alarm the Jin army's high command.

The next Jin army to come will number at least hundreds or thousands.

"The firepower is still insufficient."

After starting the SUV and reversing out of the yard, Lin Dao muttered to himself, "I need to go back and reinforce our firepower."

The Remington M700 single-point motor works quite well, but it's bolt-action.

The Uzi submachine gun has a high rate of fire in close combat, but the bullets fire too fast.

Dealing with a hundred Jin soldiers is pretty much their limit.

Upgrading firepower is urgently needed.

Lost in thought, Lin Dao drove out of the village and headed into the open fields.

As night fell, the rain intensified, and visibility decreased.

Two bright headlights pierced the darkness as the car continued its journey.

"almost."

Driving to an open space, Lin Dao looked around and said, "I'll rest here tonight."

"Oh," Li Shishi responded, curling up.

"get off."

Lin Dao's words sent a shiver down her spine.

It's raining so late at night, why are you telling me to get off the bus?

How could my benefactor be so heartless?

With a sorrowful look in her eyes, Li Shishi dared not disobey Lin Dao's orders and awkwardly pushed open the car door to get out.

The cold wind, carrying rain, felt like ice blades hitting my skin.

Lin Dao's voice came from behind: "Go away~"

Li Shishi, shivering as she walked with her arms wrapped around her shoulders, was filled with bitterness.

She turned around, wanting to beg Lin Dao to let her get in the car to avoid the rain.

But when I turned around, there was nothing behind me!
"Our benefactor is gone?!"

A wave of helplessness and abandonment washed over Li Shishi, and her legs gave way, causing her to collapse to the ground.

My benefactor, why are you treating me like this?
I've given you everything, why are you abandoning me?
"Woooooo~~~"

Li Shishi collapsed to the ground, clutching her head and weeping.

Under the dim night sky, the atmosphere was reminiscent of a ghost story from Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio.

"Why are you crying?"

Lin Dao's voice came from behind: "Come over here quickly."

Li Shishi's crying stopped abruptly.

The next moment, she raised her head in confusion.

Not far away, Lin Dao stood on a mount that was far larger than the strange mount he had seen before.

This new mount is enormous, it looks like a house.

Lin Dao frowned and scolded, "Are you filming a romance drama? Get over here right now!"

"Oh~~"

Li Shishi hurriedly got up and staggered over.

Lin Dao opened the RV door and said, "Get in."

Once inside the car, I turned on the lights.

Li Shishi looked around in amazement.

A table, chairs, cabinets, and even a bed!

This is a motorhome that Lin Dao bought and has been modified.

In terms of defense, it's unbeatable. At least in the Jingkang Time and Space, no one can break through the steel plates and bulletproof glass.

"That's the bathroom."

Lin Dao turned on the air conditioner and gestured, "Go take a shower and get thoroughly clean."

Li Shishi's heart skipped a beat.

Her previously pale face now had a touch of rosy color.

"Ah."

She glanced at the bed not far away and nodded vigorously, "My benefactor, I will definitely wash myself clean and smell nice."

(End of this chapter)