1855 United States Tycoon

Chapter 56 Reporting Performance (2)

The first item in the report performance was such a basket, and Major Neville’s face was so gloomy as the sea before the storm. He made up his mind that as soon as the performance was over, he would immediately tie up those idiots and whipped them up until the evening, then lit candles and continued to whipped. “These idiots, only ropes and whips can teach them how to behave!”

In the chaos, the soldiers finally walked past the reviewing stand.

At this time, a man with the appearance of an attendant came over and asked with a gloomy face: “Who is the commander of this force?”

“It’s over. Do you want to be directly reprimanded for making such a prank before your Majesty?” Major Neville thought anxiously, while biting his head and replied, “It’s me.”

The attendant glanced at Neville and asked, “What’s your name?”

Your majesty’s attendant asked own name? If those damn accidents hadn’t happened just now, if there weren’t all that, if your majesty’s attendant came to ask for the name of the owner, it would definitely make Neville ecstatic, but now, the attendant sent by your majesty asked about the name of the owner. Jane is not a good thing in Dixin.

“My name is Neville.” Although he didn’t want to, Major Neville had to answer.

“Major Neville.” The attendant scowled, as if Neville owed him money, “Your Majesty said, let you stop doing any tricks. He didn’t come to see this! The shooting drill will be carried out immediately. Are you ready?”

“Yes. We will be able to do it right away! I will give the order right away. Please move to the shooting range in five minutes.” Neville replied in a cold sweat. He knew that the shooting drill was his last chance, and he must take this opportunity. Chase back the impression that was lost in front of the king.

“Very well, go and prepare, Major!” The attendant turned and left.

Neville immediately directed his soldiers to the shooting range to prepare.

“While there is still some time, I will review the shooting methods in my heart. If anyone has trouble again, I will make him regret why he came to this world!” Major Neville said viciously!

According to the set procedure, the shooting exercise will be divided into salvo exercise and individual shooting exercise. The first thing to be done is the drill of line-up volleys. Soldiers will line up in a neat line, under the accompaniment of military music, to carry out multiple rounds of volleys towards distant targets.

The first player to play is one company. They lined up in two dense formations neatly side by side. About 600 meters in front of them, there was a deep trench. The soldiers of the third company were now in this trench with their hands. They all held up some targets, and the targets were all painted like Austrian soldiers, but they all looked crooked and horrible.

“Your Majesty, look, the target is over there.” The attendant who understood the procedures of the shooting drill introduced to the king, and at the same time, handed a single-tube telescope to the king.

King Emmanruhl II raised his binoculars and looked at it. He happened to see the target of an Austrian soldier painted like a cyclop with a messy beard, a big mouth, and a few teeth missing in his mouth. Can’t help but smile.

“It’s hard for them to paint people so ugly.” said the king.

The soldiers who lined up the line first turned to the king three times long live, and the king also waved his white-gloved hands to them. Then as the military music played, the queue of soldiers began to turn toward the target with the center point of the queue as the axis of rotation.

“This steering is done very well. It seems that while the idiot called Nei Shih played those tricks, he didn’t lose much of the target’s formal military training. It seems that he was only after completing the formal training program. Let the soldiers connect those tricks. This way, naturally they won’t be very proficient, and it’s very natural to drop guns or something. It’s just that this guy dares to come out before he has practiced. It’s too shaky to show it.” King Emmanrule II thought this way as he watched the soldiers’ beautiful overall turn.

The soldiers completed the steering of the queue. They raised their rifles and began to use the ruler to aim at the targets roughly 600 meters away, and then fired the first round of salvos.

If King Emmanuel II had not played the MacDonald 1857 precision firing rifle before, he would have been incomprehensible that the soldiers started firing at such a distance. But now his feeling is: “The difference between the normal version of the rifle and the precision shooting version is still very obvious. At this distance, with the help of the scope, I can accurately shoot people at a distance of 600 meters. Although. The hit rate is not high either.”

While thinking about this, King Eman Ruhr II looked towards the target while holding the telescope.

It can be seen in the telescope that a lot of holes suddenly appeared on some of the targets painted as Austrian soldiers.

“Well, in this round of volley, at least one-eighth of the’Austrians’ were shot. If it were in actual combat, the Austrians would have been stupid if they caught such a guy at such a distance. “King Emanruhl II thought happily.

Just when His Majesty the King happily imagined how those damn Austrians were in a mess in the rain of bullets, the soldiers started to march forward in unison while being loaded with bullets. After they walked forward 5 steps, they stood up again, and then shot a second round of volleys at those targets…

“Well, the shooting speed is very fast, not even slower than the precision shooting version.” King Emanuel II nodded.

The soldiers moved closer and closer to the target, and when they walked only about 400 meters away from the target, they fired the last round of salvo. At this time, every target on the opposite side has been riddled with holes, which means that if this is a formal battle, the enemy will use the traditional means of maintaining the queue and approach slowly, and it will be impossible to walk 200 meters. All were knocked down. In fact, it is impossible for an army to persist until the last person is still on the offensive. They should have collapsed and fled long ago.

After a series of shooting performances ended, they were sent into the trenches to raise their targets. Erliankan was entering the starting position to prepare for the performance, while the third company was holding the smashed target and passing in front of the king and the ministers, so that they could pass by. Look clearly at the “Austrian soldiers” who were beaten into hornet’s nests.

While the king and the ministers were happily pointing at the “Austrian soldiers” who had been beaten full of holes, Major Neville was asking for help from the United States.

“Captain Robson, there is something I want to ask you for help.” Major Neville said to Robson.

“whats the matter?”

“Lend me a few of your sharpshooters. We must come up with a good result to recover the bad impression left to His Majesty.” Neville said, “I will let them wear our uniforms and go to the individual soldiers. Shooting drill.”

“No problem, who do you want?” Robson was simply.

“Mason, Bob, Stephen…” Neville reported a big ranking in one breath. He seemed to want to use the United States to push all the ordinary soldiers down.

“No, there are too many people, and the level is too neat, it will show up. If the king is happy and talks to them, their current Italian will definitely be heard. If there is only one, we will still It can be inferred that he is a stutter.” Robson thought more thoughtfully.

“Okay, then lend me Bob. His Italian is a little bit stronger.” Neville thought for a while. He found that he was too anxious and did not think well.

“Bob, come here.” Robson called Bob.

“You dress up as a soldier from the Kingdom of Sardinia and show them your individual shooting. You must be fast and accurate.”

“Head, no problem!” Bob replied.

“If the king summons you, do you know what to say?” Robson asked.

Bob shook his head. There is no king in United States, although there is a living treasure that claims to be the emperor of United States (if you are interested, you can Baidu “Emperor Norton” by yourself). What kind of etiquette and what to say when I saw the king, ordinary United States barbarians like Bob, but I don’t know the least.

“You follow Major Neville, and he will explain these things to you.” Robson said.

The salvo performance soon ended. King Emmanuel II was very satisfied with the soldiers’ performance in the salvo, and the accompanying ministers also smiled.

At this time, the salvo drill has ended, and soon it will be the individual shooting performance of the soldiers. Almost all people relaxed. Because under the conditions of the war at the time, the level of the salvo was an important criterion for judging the level of an army. The individual shooting is considered to be of limited tactical significance. So this show is basically a sideshow.

The target has been set, and the distance is about 400 meters. King Emmanrule II believed that at this distance, if there is no scope, even if the “McDonald 1857 precision shooting rifle” is used, it is not easy to accurately hit the target. As he predicted, although the first few soldiers ensured that most of their bullets could hit human-sized targets, missed targets were still very common. But this result has been a very amazing result in the past, so most people are very satisfied.

The firing of the last soldier on the scene set off a climax. The ten bullets fired by this soldier not only hit the target, but also hit the head of the Austrian soldier’s target. The gun was like this. No false hair! This achievement even made King Eman Ruhr II not quite convinced of Own Eyes. He knew that even with the “McDonald 1857 Precision Firing Rifle”, even with the help of a scope, he would not be able to achieve such results. So he ordered: “Let that soldier come to see me.”

This sturdy and honest-looking soldier was taken to the king, his face was both excited and frightened.

“What’s your name?” King Emanrul II said to him in as kind a voice as possible.

“Your… Your… Your next million… Wan… Long live.” The soldier stammered in a flustered reply, “I…I…” Maybe because of nervousness, his tone seemed strange.

“Your Majesty, please allow me to answer on your behalf.” Major Neville said, “His name is Joe Cole. He is a sharpshooter, but he has been stuttering since he was a child. Now that I have seen your Majesty, I feel even more awkward when I am nervous.”

Joe Cole nodded vigorously.

“There is no perfect person in the world.” King Aymanruhr II said, “God gave him unparalleled marksmanship and made him speak so clumsy. Well, you did a great job just now. You said I should reward you. What is it? Ah, you can’t say anything? Let me decide. I’ll give you a better gun than the one in your hand.”