Chapter 52: Big Sweep in Bed Host City (Part 2)
Due to the collective commotion caused by Doraemon's sudden appearance, Takagi Soichiro's speech could not continue at all - no matter how loud he roared, it was useless! In the end, it was Doraemon who used his magical props to calm down the almost explosive crowd.
So, Takagi Souichiro, whose interest was greatly reduced, suddenly became depressed. In a low voice, he briefly introduced the origins of Doraemon and others, and also informed everyone of the good news that there is now a way to combat the zombie virus. ——Citizens who have grown up watching the "Doraemon" comics express their calmness and joy about this: With the appearance of Doraemon and other powerful guys, Japan must be saved.
Finally, he announced that the Gaocheng family's "fake Japanese soldiers" were about to attack and launch a raid on the occupied areas of Bedlord City.
——And the reason why they are so willing to take such risks and break into the zombies.
"...Although with Doraemon's technological level, it is not difficult to develop a vaccine against the zombie virus. But the problem is that the Japanese government in Doraemon's world obviously cannot control aliens like us. The lives of people in the world! As an ordinary citizen, Doraemon cannot afford such a huge expense! If we want to get a vaccine that can defeat the disease, we must use real money to make the transaction..."
Takagi Souichiro said in a low voice, "...In order to raise funds for customizing a zombie virus vaccine, and also to allow all survivors in this city to truly escape danger, someone must bravely stand up, destroy those man-eating monsters, and save us. My hometown..."
At this moment, several shota and lolita holding cardboard boxes appeared out of nowhere and launched a fundraising campaign to the refugees who were stunned for a moment: "...Everyone, for the future of the country, please donate. Well! The uncles and aunts of the "Concerned for the Country" are trying to raise money to develop a vaccine. We are going out to fight the zombies! Now the world is going to be destroyed, what is the use of keeping all this money? As long as we raise enough money one day earlier, we can get the vaccine one day earlier, and you can also get it earlier. One day to truly get rid of the threat of zombie virus infection...
Ah, no, no, no, uncle, we don’t accept banknotes. The yen in the two worlds is not interchangeable. Our banknotes are like waste paper to Doraemon... What valuable belongings do you have? ? Tie clips and watches are both fine..."
"...Huh? My watch is a Rolex...Oh, forget it! No one cares about famous brands now, so I'll give it to you"
A well-dressed middle-aged man curled his lips, sighed, took off his famous watch from his wrist, and threw out a silver business card box.
"...Um...I'll donate my mobile phone to you. Anyway, I can't make calls now..."
A delicate and beautiful young woman hesitated, threw a mobile phone into the donation box, and secretly hid her wedding ring.
"...I'll give you the wedding ring and necklace! Anyway, my husband turned into that kind of monster, and I killed it with my own hands..."
A thick-set middle-aged woman with a sinister face shook her head in frustration and threw away her wedding ring and necklace.
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Regardless of whether the evacuated citizens donated generously or left nothing, at the same time, Takagi Soichiro's speech continued: "... At this time of approaching disaster, all the lofty ideals of the 'Concerned for the Country Isshinkai' must work together today! To eradicate this ugly person ! Let the country regain peace and tranquility! ”
He paused slightly for a few seconds, and at the same time drew out the saber from his waist and slashed it hard into the void in front of him:
"...Now, I announce: the entire army attacks! The raid on Bedlord City - begins!"
The people of the "Concerned for the Country One Heart" group wearing the uniforms of the old Japanese Imperial Army also raised their bayonet-mounted "38 Dayai" high and cheered in unison:
"...The great Japanese nation! Onboard!"
...Well, although the shouting is very loud, the strange thing is that it does not make people feel the slightest murderous intention... but is a bit...cute?
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Smoke filled the air, bullets flew everywhere, and blood stained the ground.
In fact, the "patriots" of the "Concerned for the Country" had not even had time to step out of the door of the Gaocheng family's residence when the battle had already broken out - they had paraded, made speeches and played military songs before, making a fuss. The big movement has already attracted zombies from all directions!
At present, the Gaocheng family's mansion has been surrounded by layers of ferocious zombies, shaking the solid iron door with a clanking sound. The street in front of the door is also crowded with zombies. If they are not cleared away, the people inside will not be able to get out!
Therefore, the "patriots" of the "Concerned for the Country" suppressed the fear in their hearts and raised their newly obtained firearms towards the zombies.
"...Boom-boom-" "...Bang-bang-" "...Baga! Where are you hitting?"
The click of the machine gun, the click of the gun bolt, the hoarse shouting of several small bosses, the long scream of the grenade...
Across a simple concrete roadblock, the "patriots" of the Gaocheng family launched a fierce battle with the swarming zombies.
Although they were dressed just like the Imperial Japanese Army before the war, they could not even exert 1/10 of the combat effectiveness of the Imperial Japanese Army in the past - whether it was their shooting skills or their mutual fighting skills. The tacit understanding of cooperation is all very, very problematic.
There is no way. Japanese society these days has already been completely "dead-ed" in "peace dementia". Even the so-called right-wing violent groups have a very sad value in their force. When fighting in the street, it is enough for each person to bring a metal bat, and at most a samurai sword to let the other party see some blood... As for the big scenes in police movies with bullets flying and explosions. , which is almost impossible to occur in reality.
Therefore, in addition to the virtual shooting games on the computer, most of the "fake Japanese soldiers" of the "Concerned for the Country" are currently touching guns for the first time in their lives (simulated guns that fire BB bullets are not included. Japan has many People like to play), only three or four of them have experience in live-fire shooting abroad, in the police or in the Self-Defense Forces...and due to time constraints, there is no time for them to train, so they can only learn to fight in battle. .
Now seeing so many zombies whining and attacking, these rookies are already in a hurry, but their firearms are also very problematic:
"...ta-ta-da--(stuck)...ta-ta-da--(jam)...ta-ta-ta-ah!!! (I wanted to change the barrel and got burned)"
Behind the concrete barricade with barbed wire, a few rookie Japanese soldiers were busy surrounding two crooked machine guns, but they still fought and stopped, making small troubles from time to time, so that the firepower could not be maintained continuously, and several times they gave way. The zombies on the opposite side found an opening and almost swarmed in.
——The Taisho Type 11 light machine gun, or commonly known as the "crooked machine gun", can be said to be a wonder in the history of firearms design. Not only because of its weird appearance, but also because of its weird performance, even the Kuomintang and the Communist armies who captured it on the battlefield hated it.
First of all, this kind of machine gun must constantly lubricate the cartridge case with lubricating oil before it can be ejected by the kinetic energy provided by the recoil of the bolt. Therefore, the machine gun is equipped with an oil can so that bullets can be lubricated anytime and anywhere - one can imagine how hard the gunner has to work on the battlefield and how easy it is to make mistakes.
Moreover, because the structure of the crooked machine gun is too complex and the quality of the parts is unreliable, it is easy to malfunction in battle.
What's even more terrible is that the Taisho 11 light machine gun is very sensitive to changes in the weather environment. Like a delicate little girl, it needs to be frequently oiled to shoot stably under low temperature conditions. And in the midsummer conditions of high temperature and humidity, even applying oil will not help.
In fact, the Taisho 11 light machine gun will have a relatively low failure rate only in seasons that are neither cold nor hot, neither dry nor wet, and are carefully wiped and maintained, as well as under ideal conditions where the combat intensity is not high and there is no need for long-term continuous shooting. Some - the current bed market is being used by Doraemon [Weather Controller] ] Adjusted to the midsummer weather with high temperature and humidity of 35 degrees Celsius, and the guys operating the machine guns were a group of rookies who had never touched a gun half an hour ago, but thousands of zombies were like a sea wave. It's coming, no matter how much it's knocked over, it's endless, there's no gap at all...
Therefore, after N consecutive jamming failures and burning the fingers of two people, these "Yamato Warriors of the Heisei Era" could only curse the engineers who designed the crooked machine gun and die miserably (in fact, after so many years, those engineers I’m afraid grass has already grown on his grave), and on one side I admire the superb skills of the predecessors of the Japanese Army machine gunners in World War II. They abandoned all the crooked machine guns with Japanese characteristics and replaced them with the Maxim water-cooled heavy machine guns imitated by Japan before the war - although this thing is very bulky. , but at least it is relatively reliable and is perfect for use in defensive warfare.
Of course, compared with the trouble caused by another "famous gun of World War II", this trouble for the rookie machine gunners is nothing.
"...Bang!...Bang!...Bang!"
——Classmate Takashi Komuro, who volunteered to join the war, held a Southern Type 14 pistol in both hands and stood on the roof of the building, shooting at the crowds of zombies below. It's a pity that he touched a gun for the first time in his life, but he didn't show any extraordinary talent for marksmanship, so he didn't hit a single hit...
What’s even weirder is that even though the target of the shooting was a zombie, with the crisp sound of gunfire, bursts of human screams also sounded... The reason is very simple and embarrassing - although the bullets he fired failed to break anything. The zombie's head, but the thrown bullet casing accurately hit the classmate next to him!
"...Ah - ah - Komuro Takashi! Who are you hitting?!"
The hot shells ejected from the Southern Type 14 pistol hit the shoulders and back one after another. The fat military otaku Hirano Toda, who was squatting on the ground next to him, aiming and shooting with a sniper rifle, finally couldn't help screaming and jumping. He stood up and glared at Komuro Takashi.
——The Nambu Type 14 pistol was a special weapon for Japanese officers during World War II. It was also a weirder weapon that failed even more than a crooked machine gun.
To what extent did the design of this thing fail? First, the firing pin is not hard enough and brittle, making it weak to fire and easy to break. According to American soldiers, even suicide cannot be guaranteed. Then there is the extremely complicated design structure - Japanese engineers' ability to complicate simple tasks seems to be no worse than the Germans who designed the "Tiger" tank - if the maintenance is not good, it will jam and misfire frequently, and due to the ammunition Errors in the design of the magazine clip caused the magazine to often fall off during shooting. Then there is the extremely poor accuracy. The theoretical range is fifty meters, but in reality bullets fly randomly beyond ten meters. In addition, its penetrating power is also extremely poor. According to field tests by Eighth Route Army soldiers, it cannot even penetrate wooden doors.
Therefore, even if the Eighth Route Army in the ravines was so poor that they had no guns or cannons, they were reluctant to use the Southern Type 14 pistol. After World War II, the Kuomintang prison system used this gun to execute traitors. As a result, ten consecutive shots were fired on the execution ground. The embarrassing incident of killing an old man with a gun was considered a joke by news reporters for a while. If used on the battlefield... wouldn't it be equivalent to allowing the enemy to perform the magic of "invulnerability", and at the same time boost morale?
But the above-mentioned shortcomings are not the most fatal - there are many police pistols and micro-pistols that have worse lethality than the Southern Type 14 pistol. In actual combat, they cannot even penetrate a criminal's down jacket from three meters away ( In the end, the police had no choice but to hit the criminal on the forehead with a pistol and knock him unconscious), but it was still widely used - the really terrible thing is that the ejection window of the Southern Type 14 pistol was actually set Right above the receiver. At the moment of ejection, the cartridge case will fly out directly above the gun in an almost vertical direction, and its height can even reach two meters! The next moment, the hot bullet casing fell from the top of his head again, either hitting the shooter himself or his comrades beside him! It would be okay if this cartridge case fell on a military cap or clothes. It should not be able to burn through the cloth in just a short moment. But if it falls on the ears, forehead or neck...well, then the unlucky guy's skin and flesh will suffer pain and burning...
No way, the Southern Type 14 pistol worn by Japanese officers during World War II was so unreasonable to use. So much so that when many Japanese officers were at the end of their rope, they would rather pull out their sabers and slash at the enemy than use such an unreliable pistol for the last fight in their lives - you pull the trigger and there is a pop. Your opponent was unscathed, but you were hit in the forehead by a bullet casing and your face was covered with blood... Do you dare to use this gun?
Well, back to business. Due to the strong wind on the roof and the large body surface area of the fat man, all the hot bullet casings thrown from Komuro Takashi's pistol hit Hirano Toda next to him. But now the weather is hot and the clothes are thin, so the iron is so hot that he screams.
"...Since you are holding such a dangerous gun, you should stand farther away! Why are you coming close to me when you have nothing to do? Go, go, over there!"
"...I'm sorry, I really didn't know this gun was so weird. Besides, I can't shoot anymore now."
Komuro Takashi laughed twice and opened his hand to Hirano Toda, revealing the gun body and magazine that had been split into two parts.
"...The magazine of this gun suddenly fell off by itself, and I couldn't put it back in...How about you give it a try?"
"..." Hirano Toda suddenly felt that his forehead was full of black lines...
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Fortunately, as a bolt-action rifle well-known in the East, the "38 Dagai" in the hands of all "fake Japanese soldiers" still exerts its due reliability and firepower level. The Bai-style submachine guns held by others made up for the lack of continuous firepower to a certain extent. In particular, Rei Miyamoto, who was born in the Gunsling Club, holds a bayonet-mounted "Sanba Gaigai" and shoots and stabs continuously, as nimbly as an eel. She works closely with her boyfriend Igo Hironaga, who holds a Hyaku-style submachine gun. Like a farmer cutting wheat, he beat the zombies over and over again until their brains burst.
In addition, the grenade launchers and grenades thrown by the Gaocheng family also blew up the zombies, causing the blackened limbs to fly across the sky. But the problem is that the huge noise caused by the roar of these weapons attracts more zombies from a distance, causing the battle to be further prolonged.
Moreover, taking advantage of the pauses in the defenders' firepower network, sporadic zombies crossed the courtyard wall and broke into the courtyard several times. When the unarmed refugees saw this, they would just run around howling. It was only thanks to Mrs. Yuriko Takagi and several armed maids, carrying the "Sanba Daigai" and the privately hidden Browning M1911 pistols to plug the leaks, as well as the precise sniping from the air by Nobita Nobita and other elementary school students that it did not happen. A greater disaster.
Seeing a mopping up operation that should have been like a massacre - after all, although zombies are difficult to kill, at least they move slowly, have no vision, cannot dodge bullets, and are impossible to fight with a living person with a gun. Shooting - being beaten by these Japanese devils in the 21st century, Wang Qiu and Ma Tong couldn't help but sigh: The Japanese these days and the Japanese in the militaristic era are indeed two completely different creatures. Got it!
However, now that humans are no longer afraid of zombie virus infection, these ordinary zombies that have no intelligence and cannot evolve into big monsters, no matter how large they are, cannot be the opponent of a modern army - even a group of them. Low quality rabble!
Despite being attracted by the fierce gunfire and frequent explosions, tens of thousands of zombies continued to emerge from every corner of the city, like moths to a flame, rushing to the door of Gao Cheng's house one after another. But with Doraemon's unlimited supply of firearms and ammunition, as well as the desperate counterattacks and endless fights of the Takagi family, their final outcome can only be to be submerged in a hail of bullets and beaten into piles of indistinguishable pieces of shit. Meat.
Moreover, as time went by, after squandering countless boxes of ammunition, the rookies of the "Concerned for the Country" gradually mastered the rhythm of battle...or massacre, and began to be able to pull the trigger calmly and skillfully. He calmly knocked down the zombies with their teeth and claws snarling to the ground.
Eventually, the gunfire became sparse as there were fewer targets. As Mrs. Yuriko Takagi's Browning M1911 pistol sprayed out a ball of gorgeous and dazzling flames, the last zombie crawling outside the courtyard wall was beaten to the point where its brains exploded... At this moment, the entire mansion became... It has calmed down, but the acrid smoke, bloody smell and putrid smell brought by the fierce battle still linger in the huge courtyard, which is really nauseating. Tens of thousands of mutilated corpses had completely blocked the road outside Gaocheng's house, and the sticky blood flowed into a small river.
In order to open a passage for everyone in the Takagi family, the Doraemon Five and Wang Qiu had to suppress their nausea and use [shrinking lamps] to shrink the zombie remains one by one, and then sent cleaning robots to throw them into the [dimension] garbage can】. Then he manipulated the [Weather Controller] to cause a localized rainstorm in a small half of the city centered on the Gaocheng family. The overwhelming rain washed away the disgusting stains on the ground.
——In fact, if you carefully search the corpses, you should be able to find a lot of belongings such as bracelets, rings, and necklaces from them. But neither the time traveler nor the natives of this time and space could bear such disgust, so they could only throw them away together.
However, when Wang Qiu, Doraemon and others completed the initial clearing of the attack path and used the [Bamboo Dragonfly] to fly back to Takagi's house, they saw what seemed to be some commotion in the courtyard of Takagi's house. Hundreds of people gathered on a lawn, talking and shouting... But in the next moment, the crowd gathered in the courtyard suddenly turned from noisy to silent, and then, with fearful expressions on their faces, everyone slowly retreated and dispersed...
Wang Qiu looked down from the air and saw Soichiro Takagi holding a wooden sword, standing alone in the center of the crowd that dispersed.
An office worker wearing a suit, shirt and tie fell to the ground in front of him. It seemed that he had received a heavy blow in the abdomen. The office worker's entire body was curled up like a shrimp. He was in a ball, shivering in great pain. There was also a little loli with twin ponytails, squatting next to the office worker with tears in her eyes, glaring at Souichiro Takagi with a hateful look that could boil a kettle.
Then, from Mrs. Yuriko Takagi's narration, Wang Qiu roughly understood the whole story of the conflict: just now, a few zombies luckily broke through the wall and broke into the courtyard, creating a huge commotion among the citizens who were taking refuge. This office worker's wife was separated from her husband and daughter, and was unfortunately bitten and seriously injured by a zombie. Then she fell into a hidden bush and was not found for a long time... until the gunfight temporarily subsided, this unfortunate woman The woman turned into a zombie, stood up from the bushes, and appeared in front of everyone.
Seeing this, everyone in the "Concern for the Country" wanted to shoot the zombie in the head, but they were stopped by the crazy husband. So Takagi Soichiro had to have someone hold the office worker, and then shot his wife in the head with his own hands... Next, the office worker who lost his beloved wife still refused to give in, and screamed with red eyes. The man wanted to ask Soichiro Takagi for an explanation, but the president knocked him down with a wooden sword.
——Well, this is a really sad story.
At the same time, facing the hostile gaze of the little Loli who lost his mother, Takagi Souichiro hesitated for a while, and finally spoke, comforting in a low voice: "...little girl, for killing a zombie with your own hands, I'm deeply sorry about your mother, but..."
He took a deep breath and suddenly changed the topic, "...This is the current reality of this cruel world! Even if it is a relative, a friend, or a lover...as long as they become zombies, they will have nothing to do with it." Kill it without hesitation, otherwise, you will die!”
"...Now, thousands of monsters have been eliminated. The safe passage to the outside has also been opened! In order to end this tragic nightmare, in order to prevent such tragedies from happening again, attack! Warriors! To protect this land that belongs to us!" Then, amid the complicated eyes of many evacuating citizens, two bean chariots with sun flags rumbled out of the gate of Gaocheng's house...