Into Unscientific Chapter 341

Chapter 341 Goodbye, 1850! (six)

Looking at his empty left hand.

Xu Yun's pupils shrank suddenly.

He grabbed a few handfuls of air subconsciously, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

He looked around quickly, with a rare hint of panic in his tone, and shouted with all his might:

"Aveline! Aveline! Where are you!"

However, what made his heart grow colder was.

No matter how much he shouted, no answer came.

See this scenario.

Rao is that the situation at this time is extremely dangerous, and if you don't pay attention, you may die. There is still an extremely short blank in Xu Yun's mind.

What about the girl?

Wasn't it here just now?

In the blink of an eye, many thoughts flashed through Xu Yun's mind.

first.

At this time, the surrounding scene was completely out of control, and every guest was running around like a headless Kennedy.

But not so crowded that an adult can be swept away.

Next.

Although Avelyn's personality is a bit cold, she will never make the move to run away alone—this girl actually values friendship very much.

Furthermore.

This place is very close to Prince Albert's position, only three to five meters in front and back, and the guards are quite strict.

Therefore, it is impossible for anyone to stun or kidnap Aveline without making a sound.

So it's obvious.

There is only one possibility before Xu Yun—

The girl Avelyn must be the one who left the scene.

But at such a critical moment, what reason could make her disappear voluntarily?

The treasure left by the calf?

Or what remains of Lilani?

Xu Yun faintly felt that he had caught some clues, but it was still vague.

Before he could think about it, a third round of gunshots sounded around him.

Boom—

Several guests fell to the ground.

Or died on the spot, or twitched all over, or wailed in pain.

There are cries, screams and whistles everywhere:

"Help, don't leave me behind!"

"Alison, Alisson, wake up!"

"My hand is flicked, someone give me a hand, please"

And this time, the attacker finally showed some face.

It can be seen by the dim light that there are some figures rushing towards here in an open space on the left side of the auditorium.

Taking a quick look, the minimum number of people is probably more than fifty.

See this scenario.

The head of the guard who was in charge of defending Prince Albert snatched the Minie rifle from his subordinate and fired a shot in that direction.

One second later.

A figure in the distance fell heavily, and at the same time there was a howl.

The chief guard threw the rifle back to his subordinates to reload, and the same order as Xu Yun came out of his mouth:

"Retreat quickly! Protect His Majesty and retreat to the auditorium! We will be safe in the auditorium!"

"All together, hurry up!"

Xu Yun was also called back to reality by this voice, and while protecting Gauss and ran to the auditorium, he took a deep look at this thin and capable head guard.

This person looks thin and weak, he is really a powerful person at the critical moment

The chief guard really wanted to convey these words not to his subordinates or Prince Albert, but to the hundreds of guests present.

This is a psychological suggestion.

In fact, since the first shot was missed in this round of attack tonight, the meaning of the so-called 'assassination' has been at least half-failed—after all, the dead Kennedy is not a big shot with the same name.

As soon as the gunshot missed the target, the guards began to personally guard Albert.

These assassins could only come to the front from Voldemort and start a frontal attack.

However, the attack method has changed from dark to bright, and the crisis of Prince Albert has not been resolved at all:

The other party arranged so many people to attack, they must be ready to attack, and they are bound to take the head of Prince Albert.

Otherwise, you can arrange for a strong assassin to appear on the stage, and if you fail a blow, you will flee away immediately.

In other words.

The opponent has come up with such a big battle, there must be other traps around.

I don't know how the enemy is deployed right now, so it's impossible to run away indiscriminately, so I can only find a nearby bunker to hide.

At the same time.

This bunker cannot be breached easily, so the only one that can cover the top at this time is the highest auditorium in Cambridge.

And as the main target of assassination.

Prince Albert theoretically has a lot of risks whether he is going to the auditorium or after arriving at the auditorium.

For example, stray bullets during the escape process, or for example, the opponent continues to attack the auditorium frantically.

So what is the solution?

The answer is simple.

Naturally, everyone is going to run there, so that there are more human shields and defensive manpower.

No matter how useless people are, they can always contribute some strength in times of crisis.

The heart of playing tactics is dirty

Fortunately, Xu Yun and the others were one of the first few to take action, so they ran to the left side of Prince Albert's **** group smoothly—the attacker was on the right side.

After a few minutes.

The panting crowd finally arrived at the auditorium.

"Quick, close the door first, and leave a small door for others to come in!"

After rushing into the auditorium.

The head guard first ordered people to block the gate of the auditorium, leaving only a side door for people to walk through, and then led people to stick to the doorpost to guard.

The rest quickly came to the auditorium and sat down near the podium, recovering their physical strength and spirit.

After breathing evenly.

Snapped!

A majestic seventy-year-old man in a purple brocade robe with a red flower embroidered on his collar suddenly slapped the table.

Looking menacingly at another middle-aged man who looks like a soldier not far away, he said coldly:

"Sillman, what is going on?"

"Why are there so many attackers in Cambridge University, which should be strictly guarded?"

"As the person in charge of tonight's vehicle inspection, I now reasonably question your loyalty to His Majesty!"

The old man's voice fell, and everyone's eyes instantly locked on the middle-aged man.

There were even a few nobles who had already been stimulated to a stress response. Regardless of the presence of Prince Albert, they subconsciously pulled out their knives.

"Be safe, Lord Grafton."

Just when the atmosphere was a little dignified.

Prince Albert spoke, and he stretched out his hand, pressed it down a few times, his face looked calm:

"Sillman has been by my side for twenty-four years. He has served and followed me since I was not in England. There is no need to question his loyalty."

"In my opinion, most of these attackers sneaked into Cambridge University by some other means. This matter can be investigated after tonight."

"What we have to consider now is not why the attacker appeared here, but how to calm down the attack on Bourne!"

At the end of Prince Albert's speech, he suddenly called out a name.

The head of the guard earlier heard the words and quickly turned around from the entrance, and trotted to Albert:

"Your Majesty!"

Prince Albert glanced out the window where the gunshots were still going on, and asked the chief guard:

"Bourne, how many attackers are there outside?"

Bourne knelt down on one knee, put his hand on his shoulder, and said respectfully:

"Returning to Your Majesty, the exact number of attackers is still unknown, but judging from the firing intervals of the firearms, there are about seventy people."

The rate of fire of the Minie rifle is 2 to 4 rounds per minute, of which the rate of 4 rounds will not be reached until 1877.

Now the Minie rifle has just been born for less than five months, and the rate of fire is generally only two rounds per minute, and a few can reach three rounds.

With such a long time interval, combined with the filling time and orientation, it is indeed possible to roughly determine the number of attackers.

After all, it is impossible for someone who can become the chief of the guard without some investigative ability.

"Seventy people."

Prince Albert's fingers tapped the armrest of the chair rhythmically, and the sound of tuk-tuk was very clear in the auditorium.

after awhile.

He glanced at the guard at the door again, and asked Bourne:

"How many weapons do we have?"

Bourne paused slightly, and replied in a low tone:

"Only... only thirty bayonets, and... five Minie rifles."

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly froze.

Xu Yun also sighed.

It is not accidental that there are so few weapon configurations, nor is it a high-difficulty condition deliberately set by some will for the plot, but the configuration of the king's guard is indeed so bleak.

This involves the division of labor of the British Royal Guard.

British Royal Guard.

It is not so much a force, but more like a special war guard system.

Its subordinates can be divided into three modules: the Royal Division, the Royal Artillery Regiment, and the King's Guard.

in 1850.

The royal division has 5 infantry regiments and 2 cavalry regiments.

Infantry regiments are:

Grenadier Guards, Coldstream Guards, Scottish Guards, Irish Guards and Welsh Guards.

These five guards are collectively called the Guards Division.

The cavalry regiments are the "Guards Cavalry Regiment" and the "Blue Royal Cavalry Regiment".

These 7 regiments are collectively called the Royal Division.

Napoleon's so-called invincible French 45th Infantry Regiment was defeated by the Royal Division.

The Royal Artillery was established in 1716 by George III.

Currently has 24 mounted artillery teams, 61 ground artillery companies and 79 heavy artillery companies.

The addition of the Royal Division and the Royal Artillery Regiment belongs to the external combat module.

After tanks appear in a few decades, there will also be 4 Royal Guard regiments in the Royal Armored Tank Force.

In the entire external combat module, the first battalion of the Coldstream Guards will participate in the changing of the Guards, and the others will at most serve as ceremonial guards.

The third module of the British Royal Guard is actually responsible for the personal security of the royal family members.

That is the King's Guard.

It is further divided into the guard of honor and the personal guard. The guard of honor is the soldiers who wear bearskin hats in front of Buckingham Palace and claim that they will never laugh and will be posted on YouTube if they smile.

The personal guards are Bourne and others who are with Prince Albert.

A king's personal guard usually consists of two 'regiments'.

They are a mix of the red St. James regiment and the blue Buckingham regiment. Since ancient times, red and blue have produced CP.

However, these two 'regiments' are said to be regiments, but in fact they only have 43 troops:

Each regiment has one officer and 20 soldiers, and the immediate boss of the two regiments is a chief guard, that is, Bourne.

The rank position in 1850, the rank of major in Xu Yunchuan's later generations.

And it's fucking.

The British King or Queen's personal guards will not be equipped with firearms themselves.

If you don't believe me, you can search for the key words 'Queen Elizabeth in 1981', and you will see a very outrageous piece of news:

1981 Queen's birthday parade, a 17-year-old boy shot at the queen. Although it was finally confirmed that the bullets were hollow bullets with no sound, Elizabeth was shot six times.

This incident is already outrageous, and what is even more outrageous is that the queen's personal guards captured the young man by covering his mouth with his hands because they did not have live ammunition.

Of course.

This is not to say that members of the British royal family will not have gun guards when they travel, but that the pro-guards will not be equipped with live ammunition.

Guard. That is to say, the accompanying troops composed of combat modules outside the pro-guard will still be equipped with firearms.

But the problem is

Cambridge University is just a hundred kilometers outside London, belonging to the absolute hinterland of London.

Therefore, Prince Albert did not bring too many guards with real guns on this trip.

And those guards are all in the small town of Cambridge at this time, and it will take at least 20 to 30 minutes to arrive at the scene.

So for a short period of time.

Prince Albert can only rely on Bourne's 30 bayonets and five Minie rifles-the reason why the bayonets are not full is mainly because some of the personal guards did not follow the retreat.

At the same time, to make matters worse, this is the University of Cambridge!

In addition to the audience, there are also a large number of students in the dormitory.

Once those thugs feel that the assassination is completely fruitless, they might turn their heads and point their guns at those students.

After all, if there are too many casualties, even if he is the king, he will be under pressure.

And just a few seconds after Bourne reported the armed information.

A guard standing at the door in charge of guarding raised his hand and said loudly to Bourne:

"Chief Guard, there is a situation!"

Born saw that he raised his head and glanced at Prince Albert:

"Your Majesty."

Prince Albert nodded knowingly:

"Go, you can handle it yourself if there is an emergency."

Bourne saluted him, stood up, and walked quickly to the window.

I saw the vocal guards and Bourne whispering something, Bourne's eyes visible to the naked eye froze, and he listened carefully outside.

After a few seconds.

Bourne turned his head suddenly, and said to Prince Albert:

"Your Majesty, it's people from **** Scotland and Tsarist Russia!"

The voice just fell.

As if cooperating with him, shouts with a strong accent sounded in the distance:

"Minger!"

"Suka is not listed!"

Wow—

Hearing Bourne's words, the originally quiet scene suddenly became noisy again.

Scots and Russians.

One is the northern nation that has been clamoring to split.

The other is a rival in the Crimean War with Britain.

no doubt.

This is a long-planned assassination operation involving an international war!

At the same time, the Scots are nothing more than that. After all, Scotland has not yet been divided, so it is not difficult to come to London—for example, Old Tang and Wheat came from Scotland.

But the Tsarist Russians were able to lurk into London, which is quite intriguing.

A few more seconds passed.

Bourne's voice came again, making everyone's hearts tense:

"Your Majesty, the enemy seems to be splitting up, and some of them are moving towards the auditorium!"

Hear Bourne's words.

Xu Yun's ears clearly heard a few gasps, and even Gauss's hand holding his wrist added a little more force.

Even Xu Yun smelled a smell of urine, it was obvious that someone was already fighting.

But luckily.

Prince Albert, the most critical person in charge at this time, is obviously not one of the counselors.

Looking at the gloomy atmosphere visible to the naked eye, he stood up suddenly, and stopped the decline of the crowd:

"Everyone, be quiet first and listen to me!"

The surroundings fell silent for a moment.

Prince Albert looked around and continued to speak loudly:

"Everyone, now that we have reached a desperate situation and there is no way to retreat, instead of crying in panic, it is better to come to him and fight!"

"According to what Byrne said, the opponent has divided their forces—although the main force must be attacking the auditorium, the number will definitely decrease."

"As for our Cambridge students and guests alone, there are close to a hundred people. Counting the king's guard team, the number is about two to three times that of the other party."

"Although the enemy is superior to our side in terms of firearms, the reloading speed of the Mines rifle is extremely slow, and we have the walls of the auditorium as barriers. There may not be no chance of winning in a battle."

"so."

As he spoke, Prince Albert pulled out the king's sword from his body.

clang—

A cold light flashed across the auditorium.

I saw him inserting his sword heavily on the wooden table in front of him, looking at the frightened crowd, he decisively issued a combat order:

"Now, as the prince of the empire, I order that those over 50 years old and women at the scene should retreat to the back of the auditorium first!"

"The rest of the people worked together to move the tables and chairs to block the side windows and the auditorium door, leaving only the small door and the front window for fighting!"

"In addition, quickly collect copper lamp bases, heavy books, short stools, etc. in the auditorium. If the enemy rushes into the house, they will directly smash at them!"

Following Prince Albert's order, everyone at the scene looked at me and I looked at you, and began to follow suit.

Prince Albert is now extremely powerful and prestigious in the UK. Now that he stands up and becomes the backbone, everyone naturally chooses to follow.

at the same time.

Bourne walked up to him quietly, and asked him in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, why don't you block all the small doors of the auditorium and wait for the reinforcements from the town to arrive?"

"Reinforcements?"

Prince Albert looked at him and suddenly sneered:

"Bourne, do you think the **** will arrive here in time?"

Bourne was slightly taken aback, not knowing why.

Prince Albert glanced at Xu Yunmai and Lao Tang who were moving the table from the corner of his eye, and said again:

"The 7th company of the 1st Battalion in Coldstream is in charge of the outer guard today. It was only transferred back to London from the border at the beginning of the year."

"Don't forget, according to the news I got a year ago."

"The James Hope Grant who attacked the Scottish outpost at that time was a captain of the 1st Battalion at Cold Creek"

As he spoke, he exhaled slowly, took off the long sword on the table, and said meaningfully:

"If you think about it again, Cambridge University has a total of 17 colleges, and the terrain is extremely complicated, and most soldiers have never understood the layout of Cambridge."

"If someone deliberately took a detour to delay for some time, by the time they arrive here... maybe the day lily will be cold."

Bourne finally understood what Prince Albert meant, and his breath stopped suddenly, and he lost his voice:

"Your Majesty, you are saying that there are people in the guard."

Prince Albert patted his shoulder heavily and sighed:

"So Bourne, instead of believing that there will be reinforcements coming, it is better to take a detour with them-the entrance of the auditorium is so big, if we can withstand two or three rounds of offensives and grab a few rifles, we may still survive."

"In this offensive and defensive battle, there is no so-called completely backed defense, only attack and defense with clear cards"

Bourne was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

The meaning of Prince Albert's words is very clear:

Due to limited time and materials, it is impossible for them to quickly build a complete defensive offensive just relying on the tables and chairs in the auditorium.

If you want to do everything, you will only be broken into by attackers from outside.

But if only a small opening is left, use this part of the material to reinforce the gate on the other side

First, it can free up materials to reinforce other parts, and second, it can tell the attacker a message:

If you have the ability, you can rush in from here.

As for the attackers, they also face a choice:

Impact other doors and windows that have been reinforced again, or directly enter through the small door.

Cambridge University is located in the hinterland of London after all. Even if there are ghosts in the guards to delay them, the time limit for these people is still quite tight. After all, it is obviously impossible for so many people to be dead, and they must have a follow-up escape plan.

Maybe a carriage, maybe a boat, there are many possibilities, but the prerequisites are certain:

cannot be surrounded.

Therefore, this battle has now directly become a wicket attack and defense battle.

One side is 140 people, 30 bayonets plus some knives and throwing objects, and five Minie rifles.

The other side probably has about 50 people, but has the same number of rifles.

However, Prince Albert's face seemed calm, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

As an industrial madman, he really knows the power of thermal weapons all too well.

That's right, the rate of fire of the Minie rifle is indeed very slow, firing three rounds per minute is considered to be of excellent quality.

But the problem is that there are many people on the opposite side.

Assuming that there are fifty people surrounded, shooting once every 15 people is enough to ensure strong fire suppression.

Although there are some auditoriums on my side as bunkers, if the opposite side carries explosives

That's hard to say.

all in all.

This is a game of life and death.

Then Prince Albert looked outside again, his gaze was a bit misty:

"The Scotsman, the Tsarist Russian. I don't know who else is hiding and not showing up?"

And just between Prince Albert and Bourne.

A simple line of defense is almost finished:

This auditorium covers a large area and can accommodate about two to three hundred people. There are eight windows on the left and right sides.

However, more than a hundred people are under the division of labor, and it is still very easy to block them with tables and chairs.

at the same time.

Bourne led people to quickly settle down:

Soldiers with bayonets and nobles who were temporarily selected and relatively skilled in martial arts stood by the wall of the side door. The thick wall can ensure that they will not be shot by bullets.

If the enemy does charge in, they will fight each other hand to hand.

There are two shooting spots on the two sides of the small gate obliquely at forty-five degrees, one with three guns and the other with two guns.

The rest of the young and strong stood behind the shooting point, ready to throw heavy objects at any time.

Wheat is naturally among them.

This young Scottish youth looked extremely serious, with the corners of his mouth tightly pursed, his face pale.

He held an ax tightly in his hand, ready to throw it at possible enemies.

Last year also seemed to be at this time, when he and Lao Tang were attacked and killed by Grant in the camp.

If Xu Yun hadn't made a move at the time, he and Lao Tang would have celebrated their anniversary by now.

Thinking of this, Mai Mai couldn't help shaking his head slightly:

When the camp was attacked, Grant and the others used cold weapons, so Mr. Luo Feng was able to turn the tide.

Now those attackers are all armed with firearms, Mr. Luo Feng is probably helpless.

Mr. Luo Feng can't take out a firearm that can suppress 50 Minie rifles all at once, right?

Recalling the idea that popped up in his mind, Xiaomai himself laughed:

If such a thing could happen, he would eat the ax on the spot!

By the way, what is Mr. Luo Feng doing now?

Thinking and thinking.

Mait subconsciously turned his head and looked at Xu Yun—as a young and middle-aged man, Xu Yun was naturally assigned to the front row.

But after seeing the situation clearly.

A question mark could not help but appear in Maimai's eyes, and subconsciously asked Xu Yun:

"Um, Mr. Luo Feng, why are you taking off your clothes?"

Exactly.

Xu Yun at this time.

is undressing.

When Mai Mai spoke, he had already taken off the windbreaker, revealing the bottoming sweater he was wearing inside.

Hear the question of wheat.

Snapped-

Xu Yun patted the pile of things beside him lightly, and said as a matter of course:

"because."

"I want to wear body armor."

Note:

I slept for an hour and couldn't fall asleep. I woke up and wrote this chapter. Now I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go to bed first.

Not sure what time to get up at night, I posted this chapter first to ensure that there are few updates. In fact, 7,000 words is already compared to the amount of updates that many people have made in two days.

(end of this chapter)

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