C2527 Police armoured carts (2/2)
”God bless you, you're finally here! ”If we had been any later, we would all have died here …”
”How are your casualties? ”How is the police station now?”
”It's over …” I don't know anything about the police station! The only ones left alive from our patrol squad are the three of us, and the remaining three are all dead! ”
”Damn it!” This bunch of thugs who deserve to go to hell! ” The mounted police pointed at the armoured carriage and shouted, ”What are you waiting for? It's armed with rifle ammunition, so let's fight with these damn bastards! ”
One by one, they distributed the brand-new Chasibo rifles to the police. This was the newest model in France, equipped with a needle-wire gun, and loaded with cardboard ammunition. Although there was no new brass ammunition, the firing speed was much faster than the others.
Those policemen with bloodshot eyes lined up in a line and aimed at the rioters that were rushing over in front of them. They shouted, ”Brothers, revenge!”
Pah pah pah … The sound of gunfire, a hail of bullets, swept away the masses of uprising people.
”Fire, fire, fire!” Use the fiercest firepower to crush them and kill these thugs! ”
The shooting speed of the new type of rifle was that fast. The police quickly pulled the bolt and loaded the rifle. The people on the opposite side were all demonstrators, so there was no need to aim. As long as you pulled the trigger, you could hit the target.
At first, the heroic rebels were still roaring furiously as they braved the rain of bullets. However, under the barrage of bullets, the leaders of the workers were beaten to death and a large area of them was wounded. The long street was filled with the sounds of wailing.
”Comrades, don't worry about me, continue moving forward …” We can't let our brothers die in vain... Go fuck yourself! ”
”Intifada! Today is the moment of the armed uprising... The enemy's massacre exposed the real face of the reactionary emperor. If we retreat, we will never be able to recover... ”
The dying man raised his hand helplessly in the air, blood spurting from his mouth as he shouted the slogan of revolution. However, he was unable to change the situation in front of him.
The injured workers' leaders crawled forward on the ground with all their might, using the last of their strength to motivate the newcomers to move forward. They pointed their bloodied hands at the direction of the enemy!
But war is not changed by human emotions. The difference in firepower was not something that could be bridged with just a few exciting slogans!
Covered in murderous intent, the mounted police drew their sabers and began to call for their horses. ”Cavalry, prepare to charge!” ”Rifle fire cover!”
Pah pah pah … Amidst the gunfire, the mounted police had already started their charge. Their robust warhorses lined up in a row, blocking the entire street.
These mounted police did not care about the injured on the ground. The big hooves of the horses trampled on the heads of the dead as if they were crushed watermelons. Red and white splattered all over the ground.
”Go to hell, you thugs!” The shining saber was raised high into the air, fiercely hacking down while screaming non-stop. The high-headed warhorse knocked away those thin workers.
Immediately afterwards, the police on foot charged forward with their rifles in hand. They fired fiercely while the warhorses were still in a gap.
Under the suppressive firepower, the small armed force formed by more than 40 policemen quickly overcame the momentum of more than 300 people. The situation on the street immediately fell to one side!