Chapter 210 The Last Battle of Black Dragon Mountain (4)
Perhaps the most brutal military industry of the Republic was originally made by foreigners. They were unwilling to show their destructive fangs before being stained with the blood of the Japanese. The three-edged military spurs held tightly in the backhands of the soldiers had not yet been put into use.
Eagle used his primitive bow to show why bows and arrows are called the boss of long-range cold weapons.
An arrow locked the throat. Almost every bandit encountered by Linghong's team was shot through the neck by an arrow from a mountain eagle at the first encounter. It not only took away his life, but also took away his right to express his pain. The remaining
All he could do was bulge his eyes, spray blood and writhe on the ground to fight for his life.
There was a lot of movement, but it was not enough to make the people in the village realize that the danger was coming.
So when Ling Hong and his party rushed into the village, a bandit leader with more than 30 bandits who were walking in a hurry and clearly had some kind of mission looked at the strangely dressed team blankly for several times before opening his mouth to speak.
"Damn it, there's a sneak attack." This should be what the bandit leader wanted to shout the most.
However, the box cannon in Ling Hong's hand choked his cry back into his throat again. This time, Ling Hong and his soldiers never let the long-range cold weapons of the mountain hunters outshine their predecessors.
What is the concept of twenty-one small "submachine guns" that can shoot out 20 rounds of bullets in an instant? There are at least hundreds of copper warheads at a speed of 400 meters per second within a radius of 100 meters at the same time, laughing crazily. An accidental collision.
The distance between the two parties was only more than thirty meters. At this distance, even if the person holding the gun was a pig, he would probably be able to hit one or two bullets out of ten!
While we came here prepared, we were still thinking about where these human beings, wearing fancy clothes and smeared black faces, jumped out of nowhere. The king just asked us to go patrolling the mountain, okay?
Under the crazy attack of nearly twenty submachine guns, the scene was completely one-sided. Thirty bandits were all swept to the ground before they could even pick up their guns.
A hint of fear finally rose up in the eyes of the overbearing CEO. Although he had never seen the power of firearms, which could kill people from more than a hundred feet away, and the range was far beyond the ancestral weapon in his hand.
Bow, but Shan Ying trusts his own bow more. If he is within thirty feet, he is sure that the person who can survive is definitely him. Shan Ying, who once shot an arrow through the head of a wild boar, has this confidence.
But after Ling Hong and the soldiers opened fire, Shan Ying knew very well that if there was only one soldier holding such a repeating pistol, the worst outcome would be to die together. If there were two or more, he would definitely die. This
An army is completely different from him holding a bow and arrows and daring to chase down a few bandits with spears alone.
Seeing that his whereabouts had been revealed, Ling Hong also immediately ordered: "According to the previous order, a group of three people will break up and rush forward. If they encounter bandits with guns, they will be killed on the spot. If they encounter women, children, old and young, they will be ordered to enter the house and not go out. If they encounter the bandit leader, they will be refused."
Those who do not surrender will be shot to death. Within twenty minutes, I will eliminate all remaining enemies in the stronghold."
Because of the threat of the enemy at the foot of the mountain, 90% of the bandit leaders, including Huang Qingyuan and others, are busy setting up positions in various strongholds in the mountain. In fact, there are not many bandits stationed in the village at the moment.
Huang Qingyuan ordered a patrol around the village. According to current sayings, it was to check for leaks and fill gaps to prevent blind spots in the defense.
I just didn't expect that there were not only blind spots, but also twenty tigers were introduced, which could kill anyone they encountered.
The people left in the village are mainly old, weak, women and children. As long as you are a human, you will have relatives. This is a normal logic. As long as you are a man, you must have a woman. The most common thing bandits do is to rob people.
The girl went back to be the wife of the village. However, she may not meet all the beautiful and beautiful people who are particularly in line with the aesthetic vision of the bandit leader, so she will naturally become a reward for the gangsters. In this era where there is no family planning and no TT, don't
Having so many children would be more than enough to set up a primary school on this mountain. If Liu Lang saw those children running around barefoot, he would have bared his teeth and felt distressed for a long time. He was trying to suppress a bandit, but he still had to stick to it.
Money to run a school?
After killing several bandits who resisted, Ling Hong locked up everyone he could find in the village in the largest house in the village with the sign "Juyi Hall". He sent two soldiers to guard it.
I took the rest of the soldiers together to find a position that could block the attack of the bandits from the bottom of the mountain.
The hundreds of women and children were a hot potato for Ling Hong at this time. He could neither kill them on the spot like ordinary bandits if they dared to resist, nor could he let a few eighty-nine-year-old children approach them.
A stone he threw hit Captain Ling on the head with a huge blow that was as big as the Dragon King's horn. To these kids, Ling Hong was the enemy, that's all.
However, even Ling Hong did not expect that this group of old, weak, women and children would upset the hearts of the bandits who were united and prepared to rely on natural dangers to fight against the new recruits.
Although most of the wives were snatched away just for use as a hot bed, the baby was his own, and the usual calling of "Old Man" made many ruthless bandits who regarded human life as trivial feel a little more tender when they returned to that simple little home.
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What's even more terrible is that most of those who have wives are small leaders among bandits. In modern terms, they are the backbone of bandits.
The crisp gunfire of the box cannon could be heard even down the mountain, not to mention the bandits who were not far from the village.
As soon as he heard gunshots coming from the mountainside, Huang Qingyuan, who was patrolling the position with a few confidants, his face darkened, "Boy, are they shooting in the village?"
"It seems so, and it's the sound of shell guns. There are quite a lot of them." Huang Qingxiang listened to the gunshots constantly coming from the mountainside and analyzed them professionally.
"Isn't there a lot?" Huang Qingyuan's face became extremely ugly.
The shell gun is a good thing, but one can cost more than 100 yuan. After so many years, Huang Qingyuan has only equipped so many guns for his 20 or 30 subordinates. What's more important is the backbone of the village.
None of them were on the mountain, they were all in various strongholds preparing to fight to the death with the "regular troops" who had not made any move at the foot of the mountain.
If your own gun is not there, it will naturally be someone else's gun, the enemy's gun.
The two brothers looked at each other, and their faces turned pale. Anyway, they were much whiter than the toilet paper used in the toilet.
I was thinking hard here about how to capture the enemy at the foot of the mountain, but before I could fire a single shot or even see a shadow of the enemy, I lost my lair.
If it had been anyone else, their hearts would have been shattered.
The loss of his old nest was the second most important thing, and the second most important thing was that the cash that KouKou Baba had accumulated in the past ten years hidden in his old nest was the second most important thing. The key was that his escape route was cut off.
What gave Huang Qingyuan the confidence to fight against the "regular army" with heavy machine guns and cannons was not only the dangerous mountain terrain, but also the fact that he could defend or retreat. If he could beat him, he would fight. If he really couldn't beat him, bring something with you.
Drilling into the mountains behind the cottage, the hundreds of miles of Heilong Mountain mountains not only hide hundreds of them, but even if they were ten times more, it would still be drizzle.
But now, the way back is blocked.
In Huang Qingyuan's mind, instead of the 10,000 tigers stampeding through his land, the whole place was trampled over and over again by migrating African takin herds.