Chapter 52: Bedlord City is being raided Due to the collective commotion caused by Doraemon's sudden appearance, Takagi Souichiro's speech could not continue at all.
No matter how loudly he roared, it was useless.
In the end, it was Doraemon who used his magical props to almost explode.
The crowd calmed down.
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 Doraemon cartoons 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 people like us from another world.
But Doraemon, as an ordinary citizen, 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 transactions."
Takagi Soichiro 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 to eliminate those man-eating monsters and save our hometown. " At this moment, several young ladies and lolita holding cardboard boxes appeared out of nowhere and launched a fundraising campaign to the refugees who were stunned for a while: "Everyone, for the future of the country, please donate."
The uncles and aunts of the National Heart Association are raising money to research and develop the epidemic.
Miao, but you have to go out and fight the zombies.
Now the world is going to be destroyed.
What's 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.
Really get rid of the threat of zombie virus infection in one day 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.
Do you have any valuable belongings?
Ties.
Both clips and watches are acceptable.”
"Ha, this watch is a Rolex.
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.
"Well, 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 also turned into that kind of monster, and I killed him 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.
Regardless of whether the evacuated citizens donated generously or took nothing, at the same time, Soichiro Takagi's speech continued: "At this time of approaching disaster, we and all the lofty ideals of the Concerned for the Country Ishinkai must work together to eradicate this ugly person and restore peace and tranquility to the country."
He paused slightly for a few seconds, and at the same time he drew out the saber from his waist and slashed it hard into the void in front of him: "Now, I announce: the entire army will launch a raid on Bedlord City."
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 Daigai" high and cheered in unison: "Great Japanese National Onboard" Well, although the shouting is very loud, the strange thing is that it doesn't make people feel the slightest murderous intention, but it is a bit cute.
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.
The battle had already broken out.
They were parading, giving speeches, and playing military songs, making a lot of noise. , it has long 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 "Concern for the Country" suppressed the fear in their hearts and raised their newly obtained firearms towards the zombies.
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"Boom boom" "Bang bang" "Baga, where are you hitting?"
The click of machine gun fire, the click of the gun bolt, the shouts of several small bosses, and the long scream of grenade launchers.
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 display the combat effectiveness of the Imperial Japanese Army 110 in the past, whether it was their shooting skills or their tacit understanding of cooperation. , all very, very problematic.
There is no way.
Japanese society these days has already been completely "dead-ed" in the "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 opponent see some blood.
As for the big scenes in police movies with bullets flying and explosions, in It's almost impossible to happen 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 a gun for the first time in their lives.
Not counting simulated guns that fire BB bullets, many people in Japan They like to play, but only three or four of them have experience in live-fire shooting abroad, in the police or in the Self-Defense Forces.
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: "Da da da jam, da da da jam, da da da.
I tried to change the barrel but it 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 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 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 to lubricate the bullets anytime and anywhere.
You 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 current bed owners are being used by Doraemon The air conditioner was adjusted to the high temperature and high 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.
However, there were thousands of zombies like It comes like a tidal wave, no matter how much it overturns, it will never end, there is 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.
In fact, after so many years, those engineers I'm afraid grass has already grown on the grave.
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, At any rate, 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" Komuro Takashi, 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 zombies crowded below.
Unfortunately, it was the first time in his life that he touched a gun, and he did not show any extraordinary talent for marksmanship, so he failed to hit a single shot.
What’s even stranger is that even though the target of the shooting was zombies, 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 the heads of any zombies, But the thrown bullet casing accurately hit the classmate next to him "Ah, Takashi Komuro, 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 but scream and jump.
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 the crooked machine gun.
To what extent did the design of this thing fail?
First of all, the firing pin was not hard enough and brittle, making it weak in firing and easy to break.
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According to American soldiers, even suicide was not guaranteed.
Then there is the extremely cumbersome design structure.
Japanese engineers' ability to complicate simple tasks seems to be no worse than the Germans who designed the "Tiger" tank.
If it is not properly maintained, it will jam and misfire frequently.
Moreover, due to the magazine jamming design Mistakes on the weapon resulted in the magazine often falling 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 were so poor that they had no guns or cannons, they would not be willing to use the Southern Type 14 pistol.
After World War II, the Kuomintang prison system used this gun to execute traitors.
As a result, they fired ten shots in a row on the execution ground.
The embarrassing incident of beating an old man to death was considered a joke by news reporters.
If used on the battlefield, wouldn't it be equivalent to letting the enemy perform the magic of "invulnerability", and by the way, morale will skyrocket?
But these shortcomings are not the most serious.
The lethality of many police pistols and micro-pistols is worse than the Southern Type 14 pistol.
In actual combat, it is even impossible to penetrate a criminal's down jacket from three meters away.
True domestic facts , and finally forced the police to hit the criminal on the forehead with a pistol, knocking him unconscious, but it was still widely used.
The really terrible thing is that the ejection window of the Southern Type 14 pistol is actually located directly 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 cartridge case falls from the top of the head again, either hitting the shooter himself, or hitting the shooter himself.
It would be okay if the bullet casing hit the comrade next to him and fell on the 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, 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 of their lives.
You pull the trigger, and there is a pop, and your opponent is not hit.
No damage, but you were hit in the forehead by a bullet casing and your face was covered with blood.
How dare you use this gun?
Well, back to business.
Due to the strong wind on the roof of the building 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 don't you come close to me when you have nothing to do?
Go over there."
"Sorry, 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.
I can't put it back in.
How about you try it?"
"" Hirano Toda suddenly felt that his forehead was full of black lines Fortunately, as a bolt-action rifle well-known in the East, the "38 Dagai" in the hands of all "fake Japanese soldiers" still exhibits its due reliability and firepower level.
The Bai-type 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 flexibly as an eel.
She works closely with her boyfriend Igo Hironaga, who holds a Hyaku-style submachine gun.
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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 1911 pistols to plug leaks, as well as Nobita Nobita and other elementary school students' precise sniping from the air, that it did not happen.
A greater disaster.
Seeing a mopping up operation that was supposed to be 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 shoot at a living person with a gun.
These twenty-first-century Japanese devils were in danger.
Wang Qiu and Ma Tong couldn't help but sigh: The Japanese these days and the devils in the militaristic era are indeed two completely different creatures.
However, now that humans are no longer afraid of zombie virus infection, these ordinary zombies, which have no intelligence and cannot evolve into big monsters, no matter how large the number is, cannot be the opponent of a modern army, even a group of 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, and calmly Knock down the zombies with their teeth and claws to the ground.
Eventually, the gunfire became sparse as there were fewer targets.
The 1911 pistol sprayed out a ball of gorgeous and dazzling flames, and the last zombie crawling outside the courtyard wall was beaten until its brains burst.
At that moment, the entire mansion became quiet, but the pungent smell caused by the fierce battle The smell of gunpowder smoke, blood, and putrid smell still lingered in the huge courtyard, which really made people nauseous.
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 to enter and exit, the Doraemon Five and Wang Qiu had to suppress their nausea and use shrinking lights to shrink the zombie remains one by one, and then sent cleaning robots to throw them into the dimensional trash can.
Then he controlled the weather controller and caused a localized rainstorm in the small half of the city centered on Gaocheng's house.
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 property 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 initially completed clearing the attack path and used bamboo dragonflies to fly back to Gaocheng's house, they saw what seemed to be a commotion in the courtyard of Gaocheng'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.
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 discovered for a long time.
After the gunfight temporarily subsided, this unfortunate woman Then he turned into a zombie, stood up from the bushes with a whimper, 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.
Therefore, Soichiro Takagi had no choice but to have someone hold the office worker, and then shot his wife in the head with his own hands.
Then, the office worker who lost his beloved wife still refused to give up, and called some people with red eyes to ask for help.
He asked Soichiro Takagi for an explanation, but was knocked down by the president 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 him in a low voice: "Little girl, for killing you who has become a zombie with my own hands, I'm sorry about my mother."
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He took a deep breath and suddenly changed the topic, "This is the current reality of this cruel world.
Even if a relative, friend, or lover turns into a zombie, they must be killed without hesitation."
Die, otherwise, you will be the one who dies."
"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 a tragedy from happening again, let's attack, warriors, in order to protect this piece of land that belongs to our land" Then, amid the complicated looks of many evacuating citizens, two chariots carrying sun flags rumbled out of the gate of Gaocheng's house oshow7: