Chapter eight hundred and sixteen empty guns and fast guns
In the vast wilderness, a team of war horses galloped past.
"Huh..." On the hilltop in the southern suburbs, Han Baihang reined in his horse and stood. Han Baihang still admired Sun Chuanfang's ability to lead troops. After making a temporary hunting plan in the southern suburbs in the morning, Sun Chuanfang gave an order, and within half an hour, three men
Thousands of men and horses had already been fully equipped and were marching all the way. When they arrived at the southern suburbs, the Fujian soldiers under Sun Chuanfang had already formed three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, surrounding the southern suburbs into a hunting ground like an iron barrel.
Han Baihang knew in his heart that Sun Chuanfang was deliberately showing off his military power, and wanted to show off his combat power so that Han Baihang could rest assured that he would entrust him with the task of going north. However, compared with the combat power of his third division, such a military appearance was really nothing.
Excellent.
"Mr. Han, are you still satisfied?" Sun Chuanfang was quite proud. He was very confident in his own strength.
"Xin Shuai's master is enough to dominate the world!" Han Baihang said with certainty, while Sun Chuanfang waved his hands exaggeratedly.
"I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it. Of course, Commander Han's Third Division is the most popular among the great soldiers in the world. How can I, a soldier from a remote country, compete with them?"
"Commander Xin need not be too humble. With such a heroic soldier in Fujian, the President and Commander-in-Chief can rest easy!"
Han Baihang nodded slightly and sighed sincerely, but he saw that Sun Chuanfang's face turned dark instantly. Could it be that Han Baihang's unintentional intention was that he really wanted to be trapped in this Fujian land until he died. If not, he would still have to beg.
Sun Chuanfang wished he could open his riding crop and whip this bastard to death.
Han Baihang didn't seem to notice the gloomy expression on Sun Chuanfang's face at all, and continued: "In the troubled times of Kyushu, there are constant wars. But Xin Shuai can sit and watch the storm in this peaceful and peaceful land, which makes Baihang very envious."
Sun Chuanfang just smiled and said: "Brother Han, what you said is wrong. Men of my generation have already joined the army and served the country on the battlefield. Mr. Sun has already ignored life and death, so how can we talk about hard work? Brother Han, please tell Yu Shuai, if
If there is a war, I, Sun Chuanfang, am willing to lead a brigade of soldiers. I will be shattered to pieces before the three armies, so what's the point?"
"Oh?" Han Baihang turned to look at him and said, "Xin Shuai is so determined?"
"The heart of the fist should be as strong as iron and stone!" Sun Chuanfang restrained his usual smile and became very serious.
Han Baihang put on a thoughtful expression, and Sun Chuanfang's face tightened, expecting Han Baihang to say what he was most looking forward to, but Han Baihang suddenly said: "Xin Shuai! Let's see who of us can compete!
"Han Baihang reined in his war horse, leaping down from the slope like a dragon coming into the world. He held the reins with one hand and unhooked the rifle slung on his back with the other.
Sun Chuanfang was so filled with hatred that the anger in his eyes disappeared. He smiled heartily, followed with his prancing horse, and said: "There are no brothers on the battlefield. Brother Baihang, be careful!"
Sun Chuanfang pulled out the gun on his waist, a German Mauser 1896 pistol, and the two of them walked westward along the official road in the southern suburbs. In the grass nest on the left front were two gray-haired hares. Han Baihang became interested.
The rifle in his right hand was passed through the reins, twisted around hard, his right foot took off the pedal, and he leaned under the horse to the left. He made a mistake and grabbed the ears of the two rabbits, and pulled them onto the horse together.
"Good!" Sun Chuanfang praised him. He was most familiar with the southern suburbs. He often hunted in various places in southern Fujian. Han Baihang was in front, and suddenly heard two gunshots, which were the sounds of German Mauser 18969.
Han Baihang turned his head and saw Sun Chuanfang holding his gun high, looking at him with a smile on his lips.
Han Baihang suddenly felt his scalp tightening. If these two shots were aimed at him... Sun Chuanfang's two shots were clearly a warning.
Sun Chuanfang suddenly tightened the reins, and Han Baihang clearly saw the weeds in the bushes on the right side of the official road falling to the ground one by one as if blown by a strong wind.
"Brother Baihang, be careful!" Sun Chuanfang suddenly gave a warning, and a shadow appeared in the bushes and rushed towards Han Baihang. Han Baihang and his horse's head passed by the small figure. Sun Chuanfang raised his gun and shot, hitting the beast.
Unexpectedly, the beast not only did not run away after being injured, but instead let out a roar like a wild boar and pounced back.
At first glance, I thought this beast was a wild boar in the forest, but it was much smaller than a wild boar, with short limbs, black and brown hair, and a rather fierce temperament. I saw this beast rushing towards Han Baihang's face.
, Han Baihang remained as still as a mountain, just staring at the beast that was rushing towards him with a pair of eyes like a lone wolf in the mountains.
When Sun Chuanfang saw Han Baihang motionless, he thought he was petrified by this beast he had never seen before. He originally just wanted to give him some power, but if someone died... But there was only a pistol a hundred steps away.
Sun Chuanfang was beyond reach.
Just when the beast jumped in front of Han Baihang, Han Baihang suddenly moved. He pushed forward the military rifle in his hand and inserted it into the beast's mouth. Han Baihang pulled the bolt with one hand and pulled the trigger with the other.
With a sound, the beast's blood spattered in all directions, piercing Han Baihang's rifle, and green smoke burned by bullets emerged from its mouth and nose.
Sun Chuanfang did not shout hello. He had never seen such a fast gun. Sun Chuanfang knew clearly in his heart that he was warning Han Baihang by firing the gun into the sky. There were guns aimed at his back everywhere in Fujian. These guns would not all be fired into the sky.
, but Han Baihang used his quick gun to warn Sun Chuanfang that even among thousands of troops, with his quick gun, he could definitely kill Sun Chuanfang first. This is a guy who must retaliate and never bows his head.
The man with the polite appearance has a new understanding.
The name of Wu Peifu's number one general was indeed not for nothing. Sun Chuanfang knew that if he did not lower his head this time, his journey to the north would probably become a dream!
Sun Chuanfang laughed, stepped forward and said, "Brother Baihang knows this beast."
"I was about to ask Xin Shuai for advice!" Han Baihang raised his gun, looked at the beast carefully, and asked calmly.
Sun Chuanfang nodded and said: "This is a pig badger. It is fast and powerful, and has an extremely fierce temperament. If it weren't for Brother Baihang's superb marksmanship, anyone else would have..."
Han Baihang said oh, with a look on his face. But in his heart, he secretly said that he was lucky. Although the shot just now was indeed done intentionally by Han Baihang, he did not expect that this beast was so powerful.
, if the shot hadn't happened to hit the beast's mouth, even if Han Baihang's gun was fast, it would have been deflected by the pig badger. When the time came, there was no second chance.
Just when Han Baihang was secretly frightened, Sun Chuanfang took the horse and let out a long sigh.