"Hold on! Hold on to me! If anyone kills this Eighth Route Army, I will give you twenty dollars to the world!"

When the Bobbozi thought of how many people he had killed by the Eighth Route Army today, his eyes were suddenly filled with blood and he gave a heavy reward.

As the saying goes, there must be brave men under heavy rewards. When the remaining bandits heard twenty o'clock, they felt like they were injected with chicken blood. They were excited. They picked up the gun in their hands and shot at the alley in front.

Wei Dayong hid in a corner, and bullets hit the earth wall beside him, making a crackling sound, and the splashing earth chips came over his head, suffocating.

It was not until this moment that Wei Dayong took off the Type 56 automatic rifle on his back, but did not fire.

The more than ten bullets in the gun were his last ammunition and there was no waste in the slightest.

But there were too many bandits. He could not raise his head and could not aim at it at all, so he could not shoot at will.

Wei Dayong fumbled around him for a while, touched a stone as big as a fist, and threw it out with enough strength.

Bang!

"Damn, grenade!"

The stone fell to the ground, scaring the many bandits trembled and hurriedly hid behind the bunker.

After a while, the bobcat saw that there was no movement and slowly poked out his head. In the darkness, he saw the outline of a stone on the ground, and felt angry and happy.

What was angry was that the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side actually dared to play with them and attacked them with a stone.

The happy ended up being a sign that the Tu Eighth Route Army on the opposite side was likely to have no bullets, so this was the worst case.

Because after throwing a bayonet from the Eighth Route Army opposite, he never fired a shot again.

Although Bobbito thought so in his heart, he did not dare to come forward first. He winked at the dog-headed military advisor who looked melancholy and sad, and said in a low voice:

"Military advisor, aren't you going to take revenge? The Eighth Route Army has no bullets anymore, come on!"

The dog-headed military advisor was about to rush out, but reason defeated his anger and shouted to the bandits around him:

"Go, the Tujiao Route has no bullets, go and kill him!"

Upon hearing this, several bandits lowered their heads and pretended not to see it.

"Transfer your mother, I will kill you if I don't go!"

As he said that, the dog-headed military advisor took out the turtle box and pointed it at the head of the bandits beside him.

But he was a little hysterical at this moment, and even his speech was a little sharp.

If it were normal, it would be normal, but now it is different from the past. After his basket was cut, this tone would be a little different in the eyes of others.

In an instant, a bandit couldn't help laughing.

"Puff~"

The laughter seemed to have caused a chain reaction. Several bandits could no longer hold it back and laughed unconsciously, even the bobcat covered her mouth.

"Male Gobi, I'll make you laugh at me!"

The Dog-headed Military Advisor was furious and the turtle box in his hand shot at the sky!

"Mom, I'm so stupid, I'm all equipped with guns!"

The leopard took a deep breath, calmed down, and then said to the bandits:

"The eighth Route Army members who killed the eighth Route Army will be rewarded with twenty silver dollars, and the rest will also be rewarded with ten silver dollars!"

When I heard that even if the Eighth Route Army was not killed, there would be rewards. Several bandits instantly became energetic and walked forward.

Although they were still afraid that the Eighth Route Army would preserve their strength and leave bullets, there was only one Eighth Route Army opposite, and they only had one shot with the 38th Bolt. They couldn't kill everyone, right?

With this mentality, the four bandits lined up and slowly walked towards the depths of the alley.

As long as the Tujiao Route Army dares to show its head, they will definitely kill him as soon as possible!

In the darkness, Wei Dayong poked out a little bit, and when he saw four black shadows coming, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Grandma's, there are only four. If you go on this trip, you will lose a lot!"

He originally wanted to attract more bandits, but now he was getting closer and he couldn't let him think too much, so he poked out the Type 56 automatic rifle and pulled the trigger.

Da da da da da!

The Type 56 automatic rifle was in flames, and the bullets were unstoppable in the narrow alleyway, killing the four bandits who came over in an instant!

"Damn it, the eighth Route Army actually has a machine gun!"

The Bobbin's face changed instantly, and he treated the Type 56 automatic rifle as a light machine gun.

"Machine gun, give me cover!"

The bobcat shouted at the machine gunner, then turned around and ran away.

Just kidding, he thought it was an ordinary 8th Route Army, but he never thought that the other party had machine guns. Although there was only one, such firepower was not something they could resist.

Besides, I discovered two or three of them before, but I know that there are still a few ambush in the darkness.

So the leopard smelled the danger and made a quick decision, wanting to escape alone.

Seeing this, the dog-headed military advisor with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks also shouted, "Second Master, wait for me!"

As he said that, the two of them ran out of the alley, one in front and one behind, like a wolf, and ran out of the village.

The remaining six or seven bandits saw that the second leader and the military advisor ran away, so they dared not continue to fight. The fighting spirit collapsed instantly, and the money fell down and scattered. They quickly turned around and ran out.

Wei Dayong rushed out from behind the cover, raised the Type 56 automatic rifle and wanted to shoot, but a click sound came from the chamber, and there was no bullet. He grabbed a 38-large cover in the dark and chased the escaped bandits.

He will not give up until he has dealt with this group of sainted bandits!

...

Let’s talk about the villagers, although Zhang Dayou led more than fifty people from all over the village to escape from the stage yard, he was blocked by seven or eight bandits.

The bandits had ammunition enough, and there was also a crooked machine gun. Although Zhang Dayou and others grabbed three 38 blocks from the bandits, they were no match for the bandits at all.

"Brother Dayou, I have no bullets!" A man pulled open the gun chamber and looked at the empty gun chamber and broke out in cold sweat.

"I'm gone, either!" said another villager with a gun.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dayou looked at Kong Luoluo's gun chamber and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Originally, there were only five bullets in the gun, but after such a long period of resistance, no matter how they saved the attack, they had already finished it.

The bandits were also attracted by this, so they were reluctant to step forward and waited for their ammunition to be consumed.

As long as they consumed ammunition, they would be fish on the chopping board and allowed to be slaughtered by the bandits.

While Zhang Dayou was thinking, the bandits had already discovered that they had not shot for a long time, and then slowly stopped shooting. After pausing for a moment, they slowly surrounded the courtyard.

"Brother Dayou, what should I do?"

A man showed a hint of panic on his face, holding the 38th cover that had no bullets.

Zhang Dayou looked unwilling. They had already escaped from the stage yard, but most of the villagers were women, children, old, weak, sick and disabled, so they were not so quick to escape, which led to them being surrounded by bandits again.

Then he gritted his teeth and said fiercely:
Chapter completed!