The boss of Funiu Mountain's Evil Tiger Ridge, Guofeng, is now riding a tiger with difficulty.
Since the beginning of the Central Plains War, the bandits' misfortune has come. Because military discipline is in place where the army passes, apart from collecting some military rations and destroying their fields, the villagers themselves have not been harmed in any way. However,
The bandits were unlucky. Why? Because the bandits were rich, especially the old bandits. So all the bandits within dozens of miles around the garrison were suppressed.
No matter how high the mountain is, no matter how dangerous the terrain is, it will be like a cloud in front of the regular army. All kinds of mountain artillery, mortars, light and heavy machine guns will be fired, and everything will be wiped out.
Although the terrain of the evil tiger mountain village is dangerous and Fu Feng has worked hard for many years and considers himself to be impregnable, it could not withstand the attack of a regiment of the Northwest Army. Four hundred bandits persisted for less than half an hour before the mountain village was captured.
The head of the house, Fengfeng, took several old brothers to escape. All the belongings he had owned for many years were gone, but he didn't even have time to cry. He was chased by the army and had to sleep in the mountains for half a year.
It was not easy until the army withdrew. Not only did the brothers eat chaff and wild vegetables for half a year, they all missed women. Not to mention women, not even a sow was seen in the mountains. They were all going crazy. So, it was already
A gust of wind flowing from Wuhu Ridge to Fangcheng Mountain decided to go down the mountain to make a vote.
After some inquiring, I found that Ertang Village at the foot of the mountain was very popular and every household had cooking smoke, so I decided to clean up Ertang Village today so that the brothers could have a good time.
Early in the morning, a gust of wind brought down the fifty or so tough bandits that had been collected over the past six months. The bandits were high-spirited and energetic. Thinking of the delicate white skin and large pieces of meat of the women in the village
, a big bowl of wine, everyone’s heart felt hot and burning. The mountain road that originally took three hours to complete reached the bottom of the mountain in less than two hours.
However, imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel. Before reaching the entrance of the village, I was discovered by a secret whistle in the village, and the gun rang out. A gust of wind made me wonder, let alone a small village with a gun, it actually fired.
Hidden sentry? Does this mean the troops have not withdrawn?
But listening to the gunshots fired in the village, it felt like there weren't many people there, so Guofeng gritted his teeth and ordered a strong attack. This time, he was even more confused. It doesn't matter if you have a gun and a hidden whistle, why do you have a machine gun?
"Da da da!" At the sound, five or six people were killed and injured at once, and the battle could not be fought. So a gust of wind showed the flag and shouted, as long as the village gave some food, they would leave. The village also shouted and showed the flag, it turned out that
It's a colleague named Hao Laodao.
Colleagues are enemies. If anyone gives you food, get out of here!
Now a gust of wind is causing trouble. Retreat? No, the people who have finally gathered together will be dispersed by retreating, and it will be difficult to lead the team.
Attacking by force was not an option. Who would dare to charge when the machine gun went off? The brothers who had been knocked down just now were still howling on the ground covered in blood.
If you can't attack or retreat, I will kill you like a knife. I will block the entrance to the village. If you don't make it easy for me, you won't be able to live in peace. This Guofeng is indeed a veteran who has been eating bandits for many years.
I just came up with a solution that was not a solution.
So there were too few people in the village to fight out, and too many people outside the village were afraid of machine guns and couldn't attack them. The two sides fired a few shots from time to time to harass each other, and it became a stalemate.
If the transport team hadn't arrived at the right time, the village might still have suffered under a fierce attack by a gust of wind at nightfall regardless of casualties.
However, what Xiufeng didn't know was that Gao Xiaoshan entered the village from the back village entrance...
At noon, the gunfire in the village suddenly stopped. A gust of wind was a little strange at first. Was it because the village was out of bullets? It wasn't like that. If there were no bullets, I wouldn't have fired a few shots from time to time to scare people. What is this?
What do you mean? You want to attack it? That’s just right, the guys in your hands haven’t seen any blood yet.
When a gust of wind started to feel that something was wrong, did he give in and give the order to retreat? A hail of bullets swept over him along with the sound of machine gunfire on the mountainside on the left. The bullets swished past the head and brought up a stream of waves.
The strong wind made a gust of wind feel colder and biting than the howling cold wind in the mountains in winter, and it made him shiver from the bones.
In front of and behind him were the sounds of bullets being poured into people's bodies, and to the left and right of him were the screams of pain from brothers whose bodies were torn apart by the violent bullets. The second-in-command standing next to him
Hou Ermao, an old brother who has followed him for more than ten years, an old bandit who wiped out the butchery and wiped out households without blinking an eye, had a big hole in his face that was very familiar but now turned pale with fear.
, the red and white liquid shot out from the black eye sockets, along with the minced meat, directly splashed a gust of wind on his head and face.
A gust of wind frightened him. How many machine guns were shooting? His mind was empty, but his heart was chilled from head to toe. What a big pit this was, and he just jumped into it.
Before Gust Feng had time to take his regret medicine, a precise 7.92mm bullet was shot into his head, and the powerful kinetic energy splashed out with fragments of the back of his skull...
If a gust of wind can still come back to life, you can see that the moment the sound of machine gunfire stopped, a group of soldiers armed from feet to teeth rushed out of the village in a skirmish line formation. Everyone had long guns and short cannons, and wore iron-clad armor.
He quickly rushed into the bandit camp with spiked military boots and used bullets to clean up every body that was dead or pretending to be dead. The scholar's order was not to let anyone go.
The battle ended so simply. The terrain surrounding Ertang Village could not be mistaken with closed eyes. After Gao Xiaoshan entered the village, he ordered the machine gun team to go up the mountain from another entrance in the village and set up six machine guns on the side of the bandits.
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Then - there was no more. Covered by such a violent metal storm, the forty or fifty bandits with their sides exposed were really a piece of cake. Only a gust of wind was lucky enough to escape the metal frenzy, but it could not escape Zhang Xiaoping's G98 Mao.
The other team members were just practicing attack formations and cleaning up the battlefield.
An hour after the battle ended, Zhou Wen arrived with his convoy.
He looked at the few people who came out. In addition to Gao Xiaoshan and a girl with a round face and big eyes carrying a gun, there was also a familiar face that he didn't expect to appear here. This was not the bandit Hao who had robbed most of his belongings.
An old knife?
Zhou Wen was delighted. He was an acquaintance. He didn't expect that this old bandit had gained a little weight after not seeing him for more than half a year. He asked Uncle Wu to lead the team into the village, and he walked towards Gao Xiaoshan and the others with his red sleeves on his back.
I saw Hao Laodao passing through the crowd, running over shouting, saying hello with a charming smile on his face: "Sir, sir, you are here. If it were a little later, the old and young in this village would be in trouble.
Disaster is imminent, the one who came this morning is Funiu Mountain's most notorious old gangster, Guofeng."
Zhou Wen smiled and said: "Hao Laodao, how did you recognize me? Didn't I cover my face at that time?"
In fact, Hao Laodao also judged that Zhou Wen was the masked officer through observation and the figure in his memory. However, he was full of flattery: "Sir, how could you not recognize someone like you, so far away?
People can feel the majestic aura and powerful aura coming towards their faces..."