The moment the gunfire rang out, it meant that the talks between the two parties had broken down, and a battle without compromise began.
"Damn it! This grandson of Wang Hu~"
Hu Biao cursed bitterly when he realized that how many people and good coolies would die in vain on the spot.
But now all the words are powerless, I can only defeat these grandsons first and then talk.
But when Hu Biao, AT, Xu Feng and the other three people fell to the ground one after another, rolling around in embarrassment to dodge bullets, they were about to take out their pistols and start to fight back.
In the position behind them, other members of the Zhongzhou team, who had been preparing for a long time, had already opened fire to counterattack.
Then, there was no longer any suspense in such a battle that could be said to be a direct massacre.
First of all, with the crisp sound of gunfire, Wang Hu, the leader of the Harpoon Brotherhood, burst out with a dazzling blood spray on his forehead.
With a look of disbelief on his face, this guy just received a lunch box.
That was the sniper Hunshen Fashen in the Zhongzhou team. After using the "Basic Sniper Specialization", in the first battle, he directly shot the enemy chieftain in the head.
More or less, it was a show off on the spot.
Then, in the sound of gunfire like a roll call, Jason, Xiling and other sharpshooters who had used "Basic Rifle Mastery" and whose marksmanship skills were very good killed one by one one by one.
Those Harpoon Brotherhood armed men who opened fire with their weapons fired only one or two shots and were quickly brought down to the ground.
Moreover, most of them were shot in vital parts, and it was not even possible to rescue them.
Although the other people's marksmanship was a little worse, because the semi-automatic firepower of the Garand and M1 carbine was fast enough, they knocked down more than a dozen targets in a short period of time.
As for the native escorts, about 20 of them with firearms were also opening fire.
It's just that at the current distance of nearly 300 meters, most of these are the first shots in life, which is basically equivalent to a lonely shot.
The remaining eighty or so people waved their weapons and after a slight hesitation, they also rushed forward.
Facing such a scene, Hu Biao felt quite relieved, thinking that the hard mooncakes he had last time, as well as the instant noodles and cans this time, were not wasted.
Of course, the spirit of these people is commendable, but in fact it has no effect.
It was at this point that when the M2 Browning heavy machine gun of Original Sin opened fire, the suspense of such a battle was completely gone.
The powerful 12.7 mm caliber bullet was fired by that guy from Original Sin.
And with precise marksmanship, the effect can only be described with one adjective: insane.
The natives who were howling loudly and waving various cold weapons in their hands rushed forward. In the blink of an eye, almost all the people in the front row were knocked down.
Unlike other weapons, he was knocked down with just one shot.
The fragile human body was hit by such a 12.7mm large-caliber bullet.
That kind of arms and thighs were directly broken on the spot, and the white bones were exposed; and after the whole person was beaten into two pieces at the waist, the internal organs immediately flowed out.
After being hit on the main torso of the body, there was immediately a wound as big as a bowl, and blood spattered all around.
It splashed onto the scene where the surrounding natives were full of heads and faces because the formation was too dense during the charge.
The natives who had never experienced these scenes were immediately frightened.
That is because all the great changes happened so fast during this period of time that they were unable to react for a while.
Otherwise, these natives might collapse on the spot.
But even so, the natives who rushed to the second row were frightened by the extremely bloody sight in front of them, and instinctively stopped in their tracks.
But the people behind couldn't see it, so they bumped into each other on the spot and became a mass.
In such a chaotic situation, it can be said that with Original Sin's shooting skills, he could hit a target by casually firing a bullet.
It also means that a good coolie will be disabled even if he does not die in the future.
Fortunately, at this moment, Hu Biao took out a pair of shell guns and planned to fire, but found that he had killed his opponent No. 30 or 50 in just a moment.
It can be said that the most die-hard members of the Harpoon Brotherhood were basically killed.
If we include the seriously injured and disabled, in just a short time, there will probably be close to a hundred people, who can all be organized into a production team in the future.
When we really want to continue fighting, so many good coolies will be wasted.
After thinking of this, Hu Biao quickly pulled out a twenty-shot shell gun, raised his hand and pointed at the sky, saying "pop, pop~" with just a few shots.
They shouted at the same time: "Everyone, stop, put down their weapons, surrender their guns and don't kill~"
After such greetings, the people behind them stopped firing one after another.
When everyone in the Harpoon Brotherhood finally came to their senses, they immediately threw away their weapons and fell to their knees.
That is to say, among the armed men with guns, more than a dozen turned around and ran away with a scream.
Hu Biao quickly fired his bow from left to right, hitting their thighs on the spot, knocking over five or six of them, but the remaining ones quickly got into the maze-like shack.
Hu Biao had no choice but to leave all these people behind.
Seeing this, Suifeng and the white-collar worker didn't even need to greet Hu Biao, and immediately chased after him with all their strength.
At this moment, the eighty or so native escorts behind them also ran here after running wildly.
With expressions of ecstasy on their faces, they began to capture prisoners.
In such a process, the natives of the Harpoon Brotherhood were quite cooperative...
At this point, such a joke-like fight can almost be said to have come to an end, ending with Hu Biao and the others.
The specific loss, that is, the old hunchback had his pants wet, is so small that it can be ignored.
That is to say, the best coolies in his plan were suddenly reduced by a hundred or so, leaving Hu Biao speechless.
But now that things were like this, Hu Biao could only accept the reality, and even made up his mind to kill a few of the most heinous examples of these people just like he did when he mobilized the masses last time.
For example, in front of you is Chen Daozi, who is lying on the ground with a frightened look on his face.
What! Not to mention anything else, just the string of hundreds of small scars on this guy's hand, this guy belongs to a heinous person and must be killed on the spot.
So, Hu Biao took two steps forward and pointed the twenty-shot shell gun at this guy's dark, smooth forehead.
But before he could shoot, Chen Daozi began to beg for mercy crazily:
"Sir, please don't shoot. I am an honest person~"
With a 'bah' sound, Hu Biao spat heavily and said with disdain:
"Don't blame me. If you do, blame yourself for doing too many evil things. Say sorry to the hundreds of people who died unjustly as marked on your hand."
At such a sound, Chen Daozi almost cried.
He identified it with a cry in his voice: "Sir, I'm just bragging. I don't know what kind of skin disease this thing is. I've been like this since I was a kid."