“Yeah, not bad!”
Amid the explosion outside, Lu Ming smiled as he stared at the observation mirror, then waved to Ni Luozi over there, "Come and take a look."
An armed helicopter that was frantically strafing the armored train was hit in the fuel tank. It spun uncontrollably and fell with billowing black smoke, and suddenly exploded into a fireball.
It should be the Type 72 rifle that can be so accurate. After all, the accuracy of this so-called anti-tank rifle is very difficult to control. It is not easy to hit the opponent, and it is even more difficult to accurately hit the fuel tank.
Ni Luozi hurried over and, following Lu Ming's gesture, aimed his eyes at the observation mirror.
Several helicopters no longer dared to hover, but drifted left and right, pouring fire on the armored train.
There were several holes on one helicopter and the pilot seemed injured and flew away in panic.
The tactical training of the "armor-piercing platoon" is that ten anti-armor rifles will definitely aim at one target and shoot. In this way, the probability of hitting the target's vital points will be greater.
"Boom" another helicopter's fuel tank was hit, and this time it exploded directly and caught fire.
Just over three minutes later, the 72nd had finished reloading.
The other three helicopters were obviously panicked, and only then did they realize that the other party did not hit the fuel tank by luck.
They immediately took off into the air and flew towards the east.
The damaged helicopter was shakily landing this time. The pilot was probably a little confused and tried his best to avoid a crash.
Ten minutes later, a telegram came from an observation post.
"Notify the coalition forces to prepare to move eastward." Lu Ming handed the telegram to Mrs. Sanjin for processing. The message from the observation post was that three enemy helicopters had been discovered to have escaped.
Mrs. Sanjin first invited Ni Luozi to the armored combat compartment and arranged a seat for him.
Half an hour later, the armed train started slowly.
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It is only more than 200 kilometers from Baiji City to Nicolo City, and more than 20 miles away is the town of Nicolo city-state.
But the armed train was not moving fast, not even as fast as a team of cavalry. That team of cavalry, who took turns riding horses, were scouts, and their job was to check in front whether the railway tracks had been damaged or mined.
The city-state coalition tried their best to keep up, but they were not far behind the train.
After entering the territory of the Nicolaus city-state, Nerozi got off the train to contact the rebels.
The armed train stopped and started frequently, at the same speed as the city-state coalition forces.
On the way, they received a telegram from Gong Mosheng, saying that Punk Trading Company contacted him and asked them to stop their advance.
Gong Mosheng is the representative of the Yellow River Trade Group stationed in Nicosia.
However, before Jiaheluo, Sandstone City and other cities established the United Free City-States, Gong Mosheng, Audrey and other companies or official representatives and entourage of the principality all evacuated Nicolo City, including hundreds of Central Continent merchants doing business in Nicolo. They all left Nicolo City and retreated west to Nicoaro, the second largest city in the Nicolo city-state.
In response to the telegram sent by Gong Mosheng, Lu Ming replied, "Ignore it."
Late at night, the armed train and the coalition forces arrived at Nicoaro, and the city lord sent by Hunhuo Luo fled without a fight.
Nicoaro is about 150 kilometers away from Nicolo City and is the largest city on the western border of Nicolo City-State.
The Central Plains merchants who were all armed in a building in Nicoaro finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The local resistance was very powerful, and resistance forces had long been guarding nearby.
The Lord of Hunhuo Luo City originally wanted to kill all the Central Plains people here and then escape, but he did not expect to encounter resistance from fierce firepower. He did not dare to fight and just ran away.
The ancient yellow flag of the Nicola city-state was flying in the former mayor's mansion of Nicola.
The train and the coalition forces were repaired here.
There were cheers in the city as the people gathered in the square singing and dancing to welcome Prince Nero.
In the command car, Lu Ming was listening to the radio. It was the West Montenegro Fort Radio Station that was relaying news from the Principality of Montenegro.
In a few days, the Prince of Black Mountain Castle will personally visit the imperial capital and meet with His Majesty the King.
The people of the Western Regions would not understand how shocking this piece of news was.
But in Montenegro, in Sonia, in the imperial capital, and in the Eastern Alliance region, this statement will inevitably cause many chain reactions.
It will have a profound impact on the entire situation of the empire.
Lu Ming was in deep thought.
In fact, when the eldest prince heard that the purpose of his visit to the imperial capital was to meet him, all his previous dissatisfaction was immediately swept away.
Not to mention the intimate tone when I called Montenegro personally.
Although the Northern Territory was nothing, he, the Prince of Black Mountain Castle, ruled over hundreds of millions of people and was already the overlord of the Northern Territory.
In the eyes of the Grand Prince, it is of extraordinary significance to meet the King of the Kingdom of Griffinni as a prince. It is an extremely important support for consolidating his throne and his claim to be the Great Emperor of the Empire.
Therefore, before his own people went there, he had already promised that as a vassal state of the kingdom, if the Principality of Montenegro was attacked by the regular Sonya army in its enclave in the Western Regions, it would be equivalent to the Sonya tearing up the peace treaty with the kingdom. The kingdom would formally declare war on the Sonya. At the same time, the border army had already prepared for war.
His trip to the imperial capital was actually a bow to the eldest prince, just to win the kingdom's support for the principality in the Western Regions.
Otherwise, if the Sonyans really launched a large-scale war mobilization in the Western Regions, they could really drive out all the interests of the Principality in the Western Regions.
This is because if we don't count the surprise effects brought about by some secret weapons, our economic and military strength is far inferior to that of the Kingdom of Sonia, not to mention that in the Western Regions, which are thousands of kilometers away from our core areas, our armed forces in the Western Regions will find it difficult to get strong support from our side if they encounter a large-scale war.
After turning off the radio, I happened to see the Lashimi sisters who were released from the storage room by Mrs. Sanjin. After taking a bath and exercising, they were locked up again. Fatima listened to her sister in everything, but Lashimi did not follow her brother Nirozi and insisted on continuing to be a subamah here.
"Oh, come here, don't go to the small dark room yet." Lu Ming waved his hand.
Lashimi pulled her younger sister, and Fatima followed her sister, and the two sisters knelt at Lu Ming's feet again.
Lu Ming was helpless, but there was nothing he could do. It was useless to ask them to get up. After thinking for a while, he said, "You two go back and record a video, telling about Hunhuo Luo's atrocities. I will take it to the imperial capital. I have already called the film crew, and they will come from West Black Mountain Fort soon. It's not just you, I will find more people in Nicolo to tell the story."
Lashishimi's face turned pale. Lu Ming said, "Oh, just tell me what you saw. You don't need to tell me what you heard." He added, "Don't get me wrong. I won't tell you about the experiences of the women in your family. Even if Nicolo is recovered, this history will be forgotten. It will not be recorded in history books. The atrocities of the Hunhuo Luo people are full of blood and tears. I don't need to use things like disrespecting your mother and sister to gain sympathy."
"In fact, I used the images of your sisters to let the outside world know that Nicolo is not a barbaric city-state. The little princess is just like the nobles in the imperial capital, young, beautiful and well-educated. Now, your homeland has been occupied by barbarians."
"Yes." Lashishimi lowered her head, her shoulders shaking, and she was obviously trying hard not to let her tears flow out.
"You don't have to sleep in the small dark room today." Lu Ming turned to Mrs. San Jin and said, "What do you think?"
"No, no..." Lashishimi said softly, "Master, I have sworn an ancient blood oath to be your Subama for the rest of my life. Otherwise, my parents will not rest in peace in the afterlife and will go to hell."
Madam Sanjin whispered, "Master, there is nothing we can do... Even if the master says that the master's Su Ba Mai means eating well and sleeping well, the ancient god will know..."
Lu Ming waved his hand, "Okay, let's talk about it later."