On the winding and rugged mountain road, Yang Xingguo and dozens of brothers from the combat platoon had been gone for almost an hour.

As everyone gets farther and farther away from Pine Tree Ridge, the surrounding woods become increasingly sparse.

Just when everyone walked a mile or two further and could completely walk out of the mountains, Yang Xingguo decisively ordered everyone to listen and rest on the spot.

Of course, Yang Xingguo and Wang Hu did not rest.

Yang Xingguo was eager to survey the surrounding terrain and find a suitable place, and was preparing to give the Russians a moment to let them know the existence of Yangjiazhai.

As for Wang Hu, maybe he was really suppressed by Yang Xingguo, and he actually followed Yang Xingguo tightly. He wanted to know how Yang Xingguo defeated the Russians in detail...

Soon, a dense forest next to the mountain road was chosen by Yang Xingguo.

When Yang Xingguo returned to the resting place and was about to assign tasks, he followed a brother from Zhang Shanlin and happened to be with everyone with exhausted faces. Then, he said nothing about Zhang Shanlin's explanation.

"One hundred and ten old men, all equipped with rifles... Ten old men took the lead, more than five hundred meters away from the brigade..."

Hearing this, Yang Xingguo's eyes quickly shot out two rays of light.

His eyes lit up and he decided to say decisively: "The Russians are giving us fighter planes... I decided to destroy the ten Russians who were leading them in the shortest time, and then quickly withdraw from the battlefield..."

"We have ten sharpshooters, each pointing at an old Russian, and lying in the dense forest thirty meters east of the mountain road. The remaining brothers, one group, one group to deal with a Russian, to avoid the sharpshooter's mistake... Try to kill ten Russians in one round of shooting, and don't give these ten Russians any chance to react..."

"After one round of shooting, the sharpshooter kept covering the spot... The others immediately rushed up the mountain road, took away all the things that the ten Russians could take away, and then retreated quickly..."

Faced with Yang Xingguo's decision, Wang Hu, who had never spoken, looked worried and opened his mouth many times to say something...

However, in the end, I didn't say anything more, and under the order of Yang Xingguo, I quickly drilled into the dense forest beside the mountain road.

Because Wang Hu and Yang Xingguo are both one of the ten sharpshooters.

Of course, Yang Xingguo did not follow him, but stood on the mountain road and watched everyone lie in ambush.

As his first battle after becoming the leader, Yang Xingguo would never allow any accidents.

Although I don’t know the specific combat effectiveness of the Russians during this period, in Yang Xingguo’s view, he should be cautious if he can be cautious. At least by doing so, he can reduce the losses of dozens of brothers under his command to a minimum.

It was not until all the brothers disappeared in the dense forest and there was no sign of anyone moving on the mountain road that Yang Xingguo disappeared in the dense forest with a rifle.

Perhaps it was because Yang Xingguo used it to prepare for it too long. After less than ten minutes of entering the dense forest, ten Russians entered Yang Xingguo's vision.

As the actual controller of the entire three northeastern provinces, the Russians definitely have their own proud capital.

Therefore, the ten Russians did not look like scouts, and they did not even have the minimum vigilance.

Faced with this situation, Yang Xingguo knew that as long as nothing unexpected happened, these ten Russians would definitely become victims of their morale boost.

Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters...

Ten old men finally walked to the front of Yang Xingguo.

Yang Xingguo did not hesitate and quickly put the body of the Russian who was walking in the front into the barrel into the sight of the gun, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

When the gunshots sounded, Yang Xingguo knew that a powerful recoil was pressing towards his shoulders.

Of course, at the same time the gunfire sounded, the Russians who were trapped in the sight of the star were already falling heavily on the mountain road with a look of reluctance.

When the gun chamber was fired, Yang Xingguo did not take the time to appreciate the results of his shooting.

The whole person was like a war machine, quickly pulling the bolt and putting a bullet on the Murata rifle in his hand.

However, before he could make a new aim, a burst of gunfire sounded like a bean-like gunshot sounded in the jungle beside him.

The remaining nine Russians fell on the mountain road without any time to react.

If you are lucky, you have a blood hole on your body... If you are lucky, you will have three or four blood holes on your body.

"Good job..." Seeing this result, Yang Xingguo's serious face showed a hint of joy at noon.

Then, he shouted loudly at his subordinates who were still stunned and shocked around him: "Why are you still stunned? Clean the battlefield immediately..."

After saying that, Yang Xingguo didn't care about his identity as the boss and was the first to rush out of the dense forest where he was hiding.

Because it is still May, Liaodong is still very cold in May.

In addition, the Russians stationed in Liaodong are the richest among all the Russian troops in the Far East. The Russians who fell on the mountain road each wore a coat, hat, a rifle, two boxes of bullets, and a bayonet... They are well-equipped.

And the bandits under his command rushed to the battlefield, the first one to find the finances of these Russians.

Faced with this situation, Yang Xingguo was immediately angry.

He raised the Murata rifle in his hand and pulled the trigger without hesitation towards the sky.

The gunshots sounded, and the eyes of dozens of bandit subordinates focused on Yang Xingguo.

Time is tight, and Yang Xingguo didn't hesitate much and cursed directly: "No, I have no life, why do you want money for... I listen to me, first take a rifle, then bullets and other equipment, and finally take the Russian coat, hat and shoes..."

Seeing that his subordinates finally reacted and began to receive equipment as ordered, Yang Xingguo walked directly to the body of the old Russian who he shot, wanting to see what the difference was like for this old Russian who was not equipped with a rifle.

It’s really hard to say that even if Yang Xingguo saw the Russians of this period for the first time up close, he could see the other party’s military rank at a glance... the second lieutenant.

More importantly, there was a wooden gun box hanging around the waist of the lieutenant that he was very familiar with in later generations.

As long as people familiar with World War II, they know that this gun box is the world-famous box cannon. To put it more directly, it is the Mauser pistol native to Germany. However, the Mauser pistol of this era does not have the function of continuous shooting.

However, even so, the loading capacity of the Mauser pistol of twenty rounds and the effective range of more than fifty meters made him the most popular among all kinds of pistols.

"What an unexpected surprise..." Yang Xingguo couldn't help but sigh.
Chapter completed!