What should we do? Hundreds of people who were threatened by Liu Lang's gun turned their attention to the owner of the house who was hiding behind the porch, expecting her to make a quick decision.
Whether it's war or peace, there has to be a way to say otherwise. It's really terrifying to feel like I'm waiting to be sentenced to death.
Gou Saiyu has almost broken her silver teeth at this moment. She never imagined that she would meet such a hobbiter. She really wants to make peace with him! But did that damn fat man give her a chance to make peace with her? Is it difficult to give up?
She ordered all the guards to put down their guns and said to him: "You guys have given in. Brother, please stop scaring us?"
If this is the case, then the Gou family will never be able to raise their heads in Tongguan City again. I am afraid that decades later there will still be a joke about how one shot per person made three hundred Gou family men bow their heads in submission!
"Brother, if you shoot again, don't blame me, the Gou family, for being unkind. If you lose your life, even if you go to the commander of your independent regiment, I, Gou Saiyu, dare to say that all the consequences are caused by you yourself." Gou Saiyu bit.
Zhiya shouted loudly.
"Haha, little girl, there are so many nonsense. Let's do it. If I are killed by you, just because I am not good at learning, I guarantee that the 1,200 people in the independent group will not cause trouble to your Gou family.
"Liu Lang's voice came from another place.
Accompanied by another gunshot, a guard leader who was climbing on the roof screamed like a frightened rabbit and rolled down from the roof more than three meters high. Watch him roll and climb with lightning speed.
As quickly as he hid in the room, the surrounding guards understood that this man had been killed in battle "honorably".
Moreover, judging from the white buttocks exposed when he was rolling, it seemed that his buttocks were sticking out a little high and he was being targeted.
Is that damn fat man teasing them with this? The guards' anger was gradually aroused by Liu Lang's almost childish approach.
Gou Saiyu has been in charge of the Gou family for several years. Because she manages the family well, no one dares to disobey her orders in recent years. This time, with her order, three hundred guards with guns dared to confront the regular national army.
Gou Saiyu showed his strength. But now, he was provoked like this by an unknown young officer, and he was provoking with the lives of the guards.
Gou Saiyu was angry. A trace of red appeared on his fair face, and he said to the middle-aged man who had been following him: "Go down and tell all the brothers to go out and find that fat guy for me, beat him to half death and then bring him back to me."
.”
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and said, "Miss, he has a gun."
"He has already shot, no wonder we are here. Order brothers, if he shoots again, we can't just let him shoot." Gou Saiyu said coldly.
"But..." The middle-aged man was startled. Gou Saiyu wanted to fight with the fat man who didn't know what he wanted to do.
"It's nothing, let's just say that. Also, tell the brothers, it's better not to beat them to death. The alive ones are better than the dead ones." Gou Saiyu waved his hand, interrupting the middle-aged man's hesitation. Finally, he looked at the middle-aged man's face.
Worried, I had to add another sentence: "He stole the Hanyang-made gun. It shouldn't have more than five bullets."
Before seeing the three people with guns, Gou Saiyu had already confirmed with his bastard brother Gou Defu that the guns had been robbed and all the bullets had been taken away, but the total was only five bullets for each person. On this point, Gou Saiyu
She is not afraid of being cheated. Her husband is the top officer of the local garrison. She knows very well that the army does not have sufficient ammunition. It is very good to be able to distribute one magazine of bullets to each person during non-war times.
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up. He was worthy of being a young lady. She really had nothing to lose. The fat man previously shot back at the person who shot him, and just now he fired three more shots. A total of four shots were fired, and now there is only one shot left.
It's just one shot. No matter how good his marksmanship is, he can still kill three hundred people with one shot? He can't just line up three hundred people and let him hit them! What's more, he has a weird habit of hitting his hat first.
In this way, as long as the guards don't take their shots too seriously, they can just fire a few shots into the open space and listen to the excitement. Without guns, there is only one person, but there are 300 people in the Gou family, let alone 300 people.
, even three hundred pigs can kill that bastard fat man.
After catching the person, we can negotiate carefully with the independent group and give the chief something to make him happy. The Gou family will also gain face and everyone will be happy.
It has to be said that as the chief steward of the Gou family, Liu Fuyong is really first-rate in trying to figure out the thoughts of the head of the family. What he thinks is exactly the same as what Gou Saiyu thinks.
As soon as they heard that the head of the family ordered that they could shoot, but that fat man who was joking with his own life and others could only fire five bullets, and it was proven by Gou Defu, the guards of the Gou family showed cruel smiles on their faces. If they caught that
Damn fat man, they must let him know why the flowers are so red, they are all stained with blood.
They all have good intentions, but if they listen to a song that will become popular in the future, they will know that they made the wrong calculation.
"There are no guns, no cannons, the enemy made them for us..." This lyric fully reflects the perseverance of the red troops. Of course, they are still a little poor.
Another thing is that enemies who don't give away equipment are not good enemies.
Soon, the confident guards knew what kind of monster they had encountered.
The expected last shot of Hanyang was not fired at all.
There were quite a few people who gave away guns.
"What should we do? Let's go help Chief Ha!" Seeing hundreds of people from the Gou family starting to hunt for the Chief, Shi Datou, who had already had a round with Chen Yunfa, was worried.
"Come on, Brother Big Head, can you shoot?" Chen Yunfa was staring outside excitedly and said this without looking back.
"No." Shi Datou shook his head in annoyance, as if to prove that he was not so useless, and then added: "Well, I don't know how to shoot, but I can still deal with seven or eight of them."
"Seven or eight?" Chen Yunfa bared his teeth and smiled, turning back and pointing outside: "Brother Big Tou, there are more than 20 people outside with box cannons and hundreds of rifles. Do you think they will throw away the guns and follow them?"
Do you do it alone?"
"Won't."
"That's alright, let's just watch here. Those grandsons can't hurt our chief. If the chief says we can handle them, we will definitely handle them." Chen Yunfa comforted the worried Shi Datou with confidence.
Not only did he have blind confidence in Liu Lang, but in this complicated environment, Chen Yunfa suddenly had a clear understanding. It seemed that fighting here would not necessarily win if there were more people.
The initiative seems to be in the hands of the superiors hiding in the dark. But as for how the superiors should win this asymmetric war, Chen Yunfa seems to have grasped a clue, but it seems that everything is very clear, just like in front of him
It was shrouded in a thin layer of fog, and he would know the truth only when the sun rose.
It must be said that Chen Yunfa has the talent to be a special forces soldier.
Street fighting has always been the cruelest battlefield, but this place is a sniper's paradise.
The seven-month Battle of Stalingrad on the Volga River in 1942 proved this point. The most famous sniper of the Soviet Union, Vasily Zaitsev, sacrificed the lives of 400 German soldiers to make himself one of the top ten snipers in the world.
of ranks.
And if a special forces soldier whose shooting skills are even better than Vasily's and who has been trained in the most advanced special operations concepts of later generations has to engage in street fighting with 300 businessmen guards who have not received much military training, the result can be imagined.