Zhang Qian's face immediately revealed a look of joy.
Gatling!
F * ck, I'm just lacking a heavy weapon now!
However, there was no time to go to other places to extract it now.
Zhang Qian looked at the people around him and saw that all their eyes and attention were on the city gate. He stood up and went to an abandoned box on the wall.
"Gatling, extract!"
"10000 30mm bullets, extract!”
Zhang Qian quickly opened the box and called a servant to help him install the Gatling Gun.
In the impression of ordinary people in his previous life, the Gatling gun seemed to be a heavy machine gun in their hands.
Actually, it wasn't.
The Gatling gun was a weapon produced by the United States in the 1830s.
At first, it appeared in the form of a cannon, unlike the Gatling heavy machine guns in the movies in his previous life that could be lifted by one person.
Gatling guns had long been sold to the United States in this era, but there were not many of them, so there were not many of them seen in ordinary anti-war movies and television dramas.
He set up the Gatling Gun and reloaded it.
At this moment, the Japanese had suppressed the Zhang Clan Fort's guards and arrived at the main gate.
Looking at the dozens of Japanese soldiers below, Zhang Qian shouted,""Little Japanese, your grandfather will give you a gift!!!”
Hearing Zhang Qian's roar, many Japanese people looked over.
However, when they saw the huge Gatling gun in front of Zhang Qian, they were dumbfounded.
" Da da da da!!!"
" Da da da da!!!"
The Gatling gun's muzzle emitted intense sparks, and countless 30mm bullets were fired at a rate of 600 rounds per minute.
The Gatling gun's barrel was not like an ordinary machine gun. It only had one barrel.
It had a total of seven barrels!
Each barrel fired at a rate of 600 rounds per minute.
It was equivalent to seven soldiers with machine guns that fired at 600 per minute.
The dozens of Japanese who rushed in first were instantly turned into beehives by Zhang Qian's Gatling gun.
When Zhang Qian saw that the pile of rotten meat below the city gate tower was already dead, he finally stopped attacking.
Zhang Qian felt his arms trembling. He felt like his arms were going to break if he could control them for a while longer.
The recoil of the Gatling gun was too strong. Even if it was in the form of a cannon, with the gun carriage to reduce the recoil, it was still unbearable for Zhang Qian.
When the surrounding Zhang Clan Fort guards saw Zhang Qian turning the tables around, they all roared excitedly.
However, as the commander, Zhang Qian couldn't care less about his excitement.
He secretly looked at the situation outside the fort. The Japanese's main force had already approached Zhang Clan Fort.
At this moment, Zhang Qian, who had calmed down, shouted at everyone on the wall,"Grenade! Don't look up, pull the pin and throw it out of the city gate!”
With Zhang Qian's calm command, his subordinates finally reacted.
With the suppression of the Gatling guns, the Zhang Clan Fort's people were more confident.
Zhang Qian also took some time to say to The Dog That Loves Fish in the live broadcast room,""Brother! Well done! F * ck, this Gatling gun is so satisfying! My arm was almost broken.”
The Dog That Loves Fish: " Brother Smiling Smile, save your strength." Just now, I saw that the situation was urgent, so I hardened my heart and spent 100,000 yuan to get you this. I guess my ability is limited these few days.
Zhang Qian also knew that 100,000 yuan was a considerable sum of money for an ordinary family no matter where they lived.
"Brother, I really don't know how to thank you." Zhang Qian thanked him sincerely. I'll kill a few more Japanese."
" Dog that Loves Fish ": As long as we kill the Japanese, there's nothing wrong with that!
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On a certain live streaming platform.
The popular streamer Da Sima was currently streaming LOL.
"Take it back."
"Yo ~~~~~~~"
"Once the ghost knife is opened, I can't see ~~~~~~~"
"Move ~ Move ~"
"Hands dry."
"Hahahaha ~~~~~~~~"
"Uncomfortable…"
Da Sima opened the bullet screen to take a look as he watched the hero in his hand return to the city.
When he saw so many advertisements in the bullet screen, he read softly,""Realistic live broadcast of the War of Resistance. The streamer has transmigrated. Room number: 1111 "
Da Sima frowned. With so many people advertising this live broadcast room, this was heaven-defying. However, Room 1111? Who was this? Why didn't I know that our platform had room number 1111?”
Hearing Da Sima's words, PDD, who did not broadcast live all year round but mingled in the live broadcasts of various big streamers, also revealed his true colors.
He went to Da Sima's computer to take a look and saw a message: " Live broadcast of the War of Resistance, Chinese people swear not to be slaves.”When he saw the advertisement, he immediately laughed like a pig.
"Hehehe, this advertisement is really awesome.”
"Let's go and take a look. Let's see how he broadcasts the war. If it wasn't bad, he would treat it as an advertisement for his peers. If it was fake, he would report it directly.”
When Da Sima heard PDD's words, he temporarily put down the game and opened the platform's web version. Then, he started searching on the platform.
"Boom!"
A shocking explosion sounded in Da Sima's live broadcast room.
The audience and fans who were waiting for a good show almost fainted.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of grenades exploding echoed in the live broadcast room.
The intense gunshots and the corpses strewn all over the ground outside the Zhang Clan Fortress's main gate pulled all the viewers who were watching Zhang Qian's live stream into the real battlefield.
The biggest difference between reality and movies was the degree of realism.
A fake was a fake. No matter how amazing a movie was, it was impossible to make it 100% real.
It was the difference between the two that made the audience in the live broadcast room fascinated.
"No way, a live broadcast caused such a huge commotion?”
"Is your live broadcast making money or losing money?”
"Such a big scene, it's almost as big as the production budget of big IPs now, right?”
“··········”
Da Sima and PDD looked at each other and saw that something was wrong.
In Zhang Qian's livestream, many viewers knew Da Sima and PDD. When he saw their IDs enter the live broadcast room, he immediately said,"This isn't a movie. This guy really transmigrated. I just saw a bunch of Japanese being turned into a pile of meat.”
"It's true. What this brother said is true. The streamer has transmigrated to the Anti-Japanese War and is currently fighting a large group of Japanese. Those who have the ability, hurry up and support the streamer. It wasn't easy to transmigrate back. He didn't want to die before he even fought.”
"Just now, a brother tipped a Gatling gun and spent 100,000 yuan. PDD, Da Sima, are you embarrassed to come to his live-stream?？”
“···········”
Da Sima and PDD were stunned when they saw the one-sided comments.
Any streamer knew that the fans in every live broadcast room could not be so harmonious. No matter how big the host was, there would still be people scolding them.
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