Chapter 4: The Heroes (Ten Outlets)

"Ghosts, Japanese." More than a dozen horse thieves who were cleaning the battlefield were panicked and wanted to rush up to help Zhou Heitan but didn't know how to do it. They turned their heads to Zhang Songling and shouted loudly.

"Old Jiu, and you, stay here to load the bullets." Suppressing the panic in my heart, Zhang Songling issued an order to everyone, "Others, scout the guys, shoot at the Japanese, attract the Japanese's attention, and remind Zhou Dangjia and others to run here!"

"Yes." The minor injured people instinctively agreed, picking up the gun that I don't know who was throwing it from the pool of blood. While firing at the large Japanese troops, they approached the carriage where Zhang Songling and Lao Jiu and others were hiding. The boss and Ru Yunlong were not around. The little black fat man naturally became the only backbone of everyone. Although a few minutes ago, they secretly muttered in their hearts that this person had a big face and had actually been in charge of the affairs of the Black Wolf Gang.

The seriously injured people who were lying in clean places picked up guns and fired at the Japanese as long as they could move. They didn't want to hit the target, but only wanted to make the pursuers afraid and dared not bite Zhou Heitan and others too tightly. "Ping Ping, Ping Ping Ping Ping..." The messy gunshots really attracted the attention of the opponent. Zhao Tianlong and Zhou Heitan pulled their mounts and fled to the carriage with the remaining members of the Black Wolf Gang. The Golden Eagle Gang bandits behind them were not polite and followed the horse title and ponytail in a mess.

"Shoot, sweep them, shoot them, sweep them, brother Zhang, the bullets are loaded, you can shoot quickly." Lao Jiu was so anxious that he was sweating. He lay down and acted as a temporary shelter and kept urging him. If he hadn't been sure, he would have wanted to pick up another light machine gun and fire himself, and personally send the Golden Eagle to help the bastards into hell.

Zhang Songling steadily placed the crooked handle on the shaft of the car, but did not pull the trigger immediately. The situation ahead was very chaotic, and the horse thieves from the Golden Eagle Gang were obviously the targets of the pursuers. He had just seen a few guys who had run a little slowly, and the mounts were cut off by the Japanese, and then they were stepped into several balls of meat paste by the war horse. If they opened fire rashly at them, they might have fulfilled the Japanese's wishes. Not only did they consume the bullets in vain, but they also lost a group of potential helpers here.

"Don't talk too much. Mr. Zhang must know more than us." Matouqin's mind turned much faster than Lao Jiu. In the blink of an eye, he found the problem. "The yellow bearded people seem to be the same as the Japanese. They are not chasing the boss, and they are running for their lives. Oh, I understand, the Japanese are too immoral. They first deceived Jiang Hulu and fight with us, and then secretly followed them, trying to catch the Golden Eagle Gang and us."

There is no doubt that the answer is the correct answer. Zhang Songling suddenly realized his sight. He adjusted his muzzle slightly and aimed at the Japanese devils and Mongolian cavalry chasing behind the Golden Eagle Gang horse thieves. The two enemy troops were only more than 600 meters away from him as a bunker. It was not the best range of the crooked man. They must be brought closer and closer...

"Boom boom boom..." Hundreds of war horses galloped, sweeping across the green field like a mountain torrent. Wherever they passed, the wild grass was instantly trampled to pieces, and dark yellow smoke rose from the grass roots, covering the sky and the sun.

Zhang Songling steadily mounted the machine gun and used his sight to cover the Japanese cavalry chasing the first row, five hundred meters, four hundred meters, and three hundred and fifty meters. "Dada, dadada, dadadadadadada..." The length and short points were fired alternately, and the bullets were evenly distributed into a triangular section. All the war horses rushing into this section were hit by the bullets and fell down with a sad neigh. The Japanese on the horse's back fell down and were stepped into meat by their own subsequent war horses.

"Table, ping, ping, ping..." With the strong momentum of machine guns, the other horse thieves who were close to Zhang Songling became much more calm when they opened fire. A whole row of bullets flew over and bit the Mongolian cavalry that rushed over, pushing them down from their mounts one by one.

The sudden attack was caused by the Japanese devils and Mongolian cavalry were a little panicked, but the panic lasted for only a short moment. Soon, they rushed over on the bodies of their own robes and rushed straight towards the hasty line of defense formed by Zhang Songling and others, trying to directly crush everyone behind the line of defense with their huge momentum.

Unfortunately, this move was simply ineffective for Zhang Songling. People who have experienced life and death several times had a psychological endurance that was far beyond that of ordinary horse thieves. He adjusted the angle of the muzzle slightly and continued to pull the trigger in an orderly manner. "Dadada, dadadada, dadadadadadadada..." Several long and short shots alternated, and four or five war horses were killed, becoming an obstacle for other pursuers.

The bullets in the first machine gun were quickly fired, and he picked up the second machine gun, "Dada, Dadada, Dadadadada..." The same rhythm shot, killing more war horses, causing greater casualties, and more flesh and blood barriers. The Japanese and new Mongolian cavalry rushed forward and never thought that among the horse thieves, there was someone who could make the light machine gun so well. He suddenly became confused and instinctively slowed down the pursuit speed, and at the same time tried to avoid stepping on his own body. However, the subsequent troops did not realize what was happening ahead, and sprinted with all their might, colliding with the guys who had slowed down, and their tendons and bones were broken.

When the bullets in the second machine gun were shot empty, the sound of the machine gun paused. Lao Jiu and Matouqin loaded the two too slowly to recover the machine gun firepower in time. However, this delay was only a very short moment. Before the Japanese could react correctly, Zhang Songling had already raised the machine gun with only half of his son's bullets and fired another row of shots, "Dada, Dadada, Dadadadada..."

The Japanese and the new strange teams were in chaos. The former belonged to the left-behind troops and were far from elite troops, while the latter had never been on the serious battlefield and had no experience in dealing with machine guns. However, the cooperation between Zhang Songling and Lao Jiu and others became more and more familiar. With Zhang Songling's deliberate accusation, the interval of the point shooting was almost equal to the interval of the gun change, forcing the Japanese and Mongolian accomplices to stop chasing and launching a machine gun with a cavalry gun.

Taking advantage of the stagnation of the pursuit, Zhao Tianlong and Zhou Heitan took the remnants of the Black Wolf Gang to jump off their mounts and ran to Zhang Songling to help consolidate the defense line. The Golden Eagle Gang bandits who were not human inside and outside also ran to the flanks of the team with a shameless face, grabbed the used Liao Shisan, and opened fire at the Japanese and Japanese accomplices.

"Table, ping, ping, ping..." The two horse thieves who had killed to the death a little while ago added up. They had more than a hundred guns and shot a few rows of random shots, forcing the pursuers on the opposite side back dozens of meters.

"Jiang Hulu left the team and ran away by himself." Zhao Tianlong poked out half of his body from behind the carriage, and shot at the enemy, quickly introduced the situation to Zhang Songling. "The old Japanese devils of Fujita want to kill all the horse thieves in one go. First, they deceived him, one-eyed dragon and others to fight us, and then quietly set up a trap behind them..."

These words are roughly similar to Zhang Songling's own judgment, so there is no need for him to listen too carefully. After thinking about it, he asked loudly, "Who is the Mongolian cavalry opposite? Why is it bigger than the one yesterday? Do you have other enemies? Did you see it clearly just now?"

"It's the private soldier of the little prince of the Left Banner. Bai Yin didn't know when he got involved with the Japanese devils. We didn't see anyone else. In addition to the Duke of the Front Banner, the prince of the left and right banners and the little Beile of the Houqi. The women in the Right Banner are now in charge and are unwilling to provoke us. As for the little Beile of the Houqi, he has always been timid and will not make any move." Before Zhao Tianlong spoke, Zhou Heitan rushed to answer. The situation was not good. He hoped that Zhang Songling could come up with a clever plan like yesterday, so that everyone could completely get rid of the pursuers and escape from the sky.

"Sqin won't cooperate with the Japanese." Ruyunlong said suddenly with great confidence, as if the other party's every move had asked for his consent, "That little Beller's only hobby is smoking big cigarettes. It's different whether he can ride a horse at the moment."

One hundred to three hundred, his side was still a mob that was temporarily pinched together by two remaining soldiers, and the hope of victory was very slim. Zhang Songling frowned and thought for a while, and made a decision in a low voice, "Before the Japanese machine guns had not followed, everyone rushed into the woods, then searched for cover on the spot and formed a defense line. Brother Hei Tan took your brother with me, and was in front of him. Brother Long went to lead the people of the Golden Eagle Gang to make the second row. If someone refused to obey the orders, you would kill him directly. Don't be ruthless."

"This..." Zhou Heitan was a little hesitant and did not want his people to be on the front line. But thinking that everyone was already trapped and would not be able to escape calmly if the pursuers did not retreat. He had to force his heart to nod and get up and gather the team, "Old Jiu, please take a few people here to stop the attack. Other brothers, follow me into the woods."

"Bring all the wounded soldiers in. I stared at the Japanese with a machine gun. They couldn't rush up for the time being." Zhang Songling reminded him in a worried manner, and then continued to use the machine gun to draw a line of life and death in front of the pursuers. Anyone who dared to step through the horizontal line that was shot out by the bullet would be killed on the spot without hesitation.
Chapter completed!