"Tortoise son, Lao Qiu, you guys, shoot me! If you don't shoot, I'll kill you." Scarface shouted fiercely at the heavy machine gunner not far away.

Under the tyranny of Scarface, the bandit machine gunner, who had been lying in the small pit, rushed to the heavy machine gun, pulled the safety open, gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger again.

"Don't you die yet?" Liu Dazhu's face sank. "Send a signal to the artillery squad and ask them to blow the heavy machine gun into the sky."

"Company Commander, don't want that heavy machine gun? That's a good thing. If it is seized and left in our company, there are multiple firepower points." A veteran next to Liu Dazhu was stunned and said.

"Full future, our independent regiment has more machine guns, and I don't want to send them to you. I'll send you my orders quickly and let the artillery squad get rid of it. My brothers' lives are more precious than anything else." Liu Dazhu replied disdainfully.

Under the firepower of the bandits' heavy machine guns, the gunfire in the front positions of the bandits became weaker. The bandits who were suppressed and could not raise their heads were rekindled, as if they had a shot of a cardiotonic. Many outlaws shouted to the surroundings who were hiding themselves and continued to attack.

They are not stupid either. They know that they cannot escape where they are now, and the soldiers surrounding them are cruel and ruthless, and they have no intention of hiding. If they want to survive, the only way to survive is to break through the front line of defense.

And now, it is the only opportunity. God knows when the heavy machine gun will be silent again.

Seeing the bandit heavy machine guns starting to rage again, the bandits who were suppressed and powerless to fight back also began to move. The recruit machine gunners who had been ordered to stop shooting were a little anxious. They looked at the veteran who was leisurely leaning against the fortifications and smoking, saying, "Squad Leader..."

"What's the hurry? Do you think bullets are really worth it? You've finished the performance just now. Now it's time to see the bastards in the artillery company. They may have been anxious. Listen..." The veteran surnamed Tan slowly squirted out a puff of smoke and pointed at the sky.

The words have not ended.

"Swoosh...b..." A fire broke out less than ten meters away from the bandit heavy machine gun position.

Oh my god, you have a cannon. The scar face was as dumb as a wooden chicken, and the last trace of luck was completely buried in the eyes of the buttocks.

A skilled mortar can fire the mortar at a speed of 2 seconds per round. After the first shell was tested, the second shell of the artillery squad, who quickly adjusted the angle, was only ten seconds apart from the previous one, and his luck was unexpectedly good. He was still wondering whether he should have abandoned his gun and escaped, and his thirty-card heavy machine gun were torn to pieces by the 3.2 kilogram shell of the Shanghai-style imitation Stokes 82mm mortar weighing mortar.

As the violent explosion of shells sounded, the bandits who were about to bend over and were about to attack collapsed. The huge difference in equipment made no one of them think they could break through the enemy positions that seemed to be close to a dozen breaths. A heavy machine gun was enough to make all of them die on the way to charge, not to mention a cannon?

No one rushed forward in the collapsed bandits. They threw away their guns and fled in scatters just to run lighter, or to put their hopes on running ahead of their companions.

The power of the cannon is so great? The recruits stared at the bandits who were fleeing in a daze, and forgot to shoot for a moment.

"Idiots, what are you doing? Shoot, continue shooting, and they kneel down and surrender." The veterans angrily cursed the new recruits who were stunned by the new situation on the battlefield.

Victory is not far away, but trapped beasts are still fighting. As long as the opponent does not surrender, you cannot be careless. Many soldiers died just because they were not cautious enough and died the moment before the victory was about to come. Veterans who have experienced many battles are very clear.

Scarface, who had been hiding behind the stone, was finally completely desperate. Taking advantage of the opportunity that many bandits who were lucky enough to avoid the bullets of the recruits passed by, a tiger pounced, rolled for a few consecutive times, stood up and prepared to escape among the bandits.

He has a very agile dodging movement. If Liu Lang is here, he should also give him a thumbs up. This elderly bandit definitely has the potential to become an excellent soldier.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that there was a persistent recruit on the other side staring at him.

Niu Er shot several times in a row, but was avoided by the cunning Scarface using stones as a cover, but this did not make Niu Er, who is increasingly confident, give up. Since the moment the bandits collapsed, Niu Er focused all his attention on the big stone that was hiding from the bandit leader.

His persistence finally gained something. Not long after, the bandit leader who had been hiding and not showing up could not help it.

Scarface was also very satisfied with his actions. As long as he got rid of the damn gunman who was staring at him before, his chances of escaping would increase. He had looked at the terrain several times just now, and he would not be foolishly following the idiots' journey back and forth. The third master was right, and there must be more guns waiting for them behind him. There is a ravine less than fifty meters away from here. As long as he escapes into that ravine, the thick bushes will become the best protection for him to escape.

That's the end of the Scarface dream.

When he stood up and was about to escape to the escape gate by using other bandits to escape as a cover, his body suddenly shook, looked down at the bloody flowers that were gurgling in his chest, and his mind was confused.

The final thought came up: Is the Turtle Son's troubled you? I keep staring at me? Then everything calmed down.

The result of the heart being pierced is that it dies very quickly and there is no great pain.

Niu Er fired the most magical shot since he first went to the battlefield. He killed the enemy with one shot and the absolute ten rings.

Niu Er watched the bandit leader fall to the ground, waved his arms excitedly, and imitated the veteran squad leader to carve the fourth horizontal line with a military stab on his newly-launched wooden buttstock of the rifle. He didn't know that he killed the two largest bandit leaders of the four hundred bandits, and he didn't know that if he hadn't killed Huang Qingjiang for the first shot, the number of bandits as high as four hundred would not have been defeated so quickly. The Black Hawk Army that lost its commander would have entered chaos for a short time, let alone these undisciplined bandits.

Two big bandits whose surnames and surnames were listed as the must-kill in Liu Lang's intelligence letter became the prey of a new recruit in the Independent Group, and simply became two inconspicuous horizontal lines on the wooden butt stock.

Luocaojing said it was ten miles away from Heilong Mountain, but in fact the straight line was only three or four miles away. The fierce guns and cannons had already alarmed Wang Feiyun, who was still waiting for his two brother reinforcements on Heilong Mountain.

"The gunshots are coming?" Wang Feiyun, who had been pacing back and forth in the hall with some anxiety, trembling his muscles on his face and asked sternly.

"It seems to be in the direction of the lawn." The expression on Shawn Yue's face changed.

"That's where the third brother was going to pass when he came." A fierce look surged in Wang Feiyun's eyes.

"Not good, the third master is in danger!"
Chapter completed!