To the west of Shawo Village.

The bandit soldier who came to report the news wore a dog-skinned hat and gasped: "Young Commander... The Eighth Route Army did not agree to release people tonight. As for the gun, he would not return any one of them!"

Wang Sanzhu next to the fire was overjoyed: "Qi...Uncle Qi and the others really broke down?"

"Really, Uncle Qi said, you can make your own decision!"

Wang Sanzhu couldn't help but feel excited. The last person surnamed Qi knew that I was the commander of the commander of me. At this time, I was waiting for a few reinforcements... He waved his hand: "Tell me the order, attack immediately! Take down the Eighth Route Army in the village in one fell swoop!"

"Do you want to tell Uncle Qi?"

"Damn it, am I or he the commander? When the guns on our side are fired, can't they hear them?"

"Hehe, then it's more than anything? Of course, the commander has the final say..." The man shrank his neck and learned to save his life from Uncle Qi. But if he wants to eat and wear, he still has the opportunity to have a good time: "Brothers, prepare immediately and attack east!"

The bandits sitting beside the fire on the ground heard the shouts of the messengers, and slowly stood up, pulling them from south to north into a magnificent fan shape of different thicknesses. Look at me, I look at you, and wait for the commander to give the order.

Most of the bandits Wang Sanzhu brought this time were his direct descendants, and the Taoist armed forces that had only gathered a few days ago would probably be of no use.

Seeing that these brothers finally finally made a team, Wang Sanzhu immediately walked to the front of the team and began to speak: "Brothers, the Eighth Route Army in the village killed our brothers, and robbed our guns clearly to be unable to get along with us. The blood debts of our dead brothers need to be paid back by the Eighth Route Army! The brothers will kill directly into the village, kill everyone when they see them, and kill him all."

This guy completely forgot about his resignation to the Japanese as a traitor and massacre the Eighth Route Army...

Perhaps because of his good relationship with Wang Sanzhu on weekdays, someone in the team asked a question: "Report to the commander, there are still our brothers in the village..."

"I mean killing one of the eighth routes in the village when they see it!" Wang Sanzhu was so angry that his lips trembled. He really didn't explain it clearly.

"Didn't you say you wanted to capture the Eighth Route Army alive and light the sky lantern?" The bandits naturally had no discipline and asked wherever they thought. There were naturally many people who were not good at eyeballs.

"I'll get into your mother, hurry up and kill our brothers, and this time I'll kill all the Eighth Route Army members. If I can catch the alive, I'll light the sky lantern!"

"How much does it cost to kill an Eighth Route Army this time?" a subordinate asked, pinching his nose.

At this time, he was talking about money? Wang Sanzhu's lungs were so angry that he exploded soon, but he couldn't hear who was asking in the dark, but he couldn't tell the matter. "Old rule, kill an Eighth Route Commander to reward him with ten yuan! Keep your word!"

"Get order!" A certain person who had watched too much of the show immediately responded, which immediately caused a burst of laughter.

The messy team was wearing torches, led by the leaders, and finally opened up into a scattered line and slowly pressed towards the village.

From time to time, people were mixed up by the small ridges of the wasteland, and immediately cursed and chuckled.

Although the bandit attack was not very well-organized, the frontal attack tactics learned from the instructor of the Japanese were implemented as follows: the machine gun was placed on both sides of the infantry and went in the middle...

The bandits kept looking at the torches horizontally and left, hoping that their team would be lowered to the brothers next to them, so as not to attract bullets fired by the Eighth Route Army first. Because the bandits thought so in their minds, the advancement formation looked quite good.

No one can see anyone in the dark attack. Those who are on the torch are afraid of being shot, so most of them are behind, and they are in danger along the way.

No matter how far the distance is, it is less than one mile away, and no matter how slow it is, it finally enters the village nearly 200 meters. Everyone is raising their waists and moving eastward without exception.

The Eighth Route Army in the village seemed to have no intention of shooting, but the loud shouting of the people in the village could be clearly heard.

The bandits who were joking all the way no longer had the intention to tell those dirty jokes. They all began to be nervous and looked at the dark village with their eyes wide open.

Li Huanzhang lay in the ditch west of the village, looking at the bandits who were getting closer, and was overjoyed. The bandit really didn't know how to die. He actually let the torch behind him, exposing all the attackers in front to the light.

Seeing the bandits getting closer, they finally shouted: "Everyone listen to my orders and attack the bandits before the rush first, so that the target will be killed and injured to the bandits behind them! Be careful, only one round will be fired, and after the empty bullet bay, you must press the bullets in time. When waiting for the next order, be careful to save bullets!"

After saying that, he aimed at a figure waving torches behind a team.

After estimating the distance, it was almost three hundred meters away!

Bang, a shell jumped out and spun off.

With a loud bang, the bullet loaded.

Bang, another jump jumped out happily.

Then a gunshot rang out.

In the perception of bandits, even if there are torches in the two or three hundred meters in the dark, it is probably impossible to see clearly the figure!

The sudden sound of gunfire made the bandits rush in their waists. The first thought was to lie on the ground to avoid bullets!

The commander said that there will be rewards for killing the Eighth Route Army, but who is really willing to exchange his life for money?

My life is gone, no matter how much money I have, it is useless!

The dense gunfire immediately caused two hundred numbers to fall into the wilderness in a mess. Some unlucky guys who were shot but did not die were howling at the top of their throats...

Finally someone discovered that the person who was shot was the little boss with a torch behind him!

His screams were so loud that he could hear them clearly even a hundred meters away from the front. All the bandits lying on the ground stood up and their scalps were numb. That was two or three hundred meters away!

When was there a sharpshooter in the middle of the Eighth Route Army? It is definitely not an ordinary person to hit the target from two or three hundred meters away!

The bandits were immediately in anger. Of course, there were no bandits with good marksmanship. They immediately lay on the ground and raised their guns to fight back at the place where the light flashed in the village.

One man shot and more bandits immediately became bolder and followed him to the village in a neat manner as if he were in tune with each other!

This scene directly made Wang Sanzhu irritate the toothache behind him. It was almost this distance. There were obviously not many people from the Eighth Route Army in the village. He could just charge and kill into the village. At this time, he was still lying on the ground and fighting with them. He heard the gunshots?

Wang Sanzhu hesitated for a moment, but he still hugged and ran forward for a distance, and went directly to the machine gunner on the side. He pulled the machine gun as soon as he reached out and lie on the ground and fired at the village in the dark.

Dada dada...

Dada dada...

The sound of three-point shooting of the Czech light machine gun began to sound amid the chaotic rifle sounds.

A rain of bullets immediately roared towards the village. Perhaps because he was not a professional machine gunner. Although he should be able to hit the machine gun when he heard the sound, the bandits didn't know what level of machine gun the young commander would be?

Don’t say that there is no accuracy at all in the dark night!

In the bandits' understanding, being able to make a machine gun sound is a great achievement. Originally, machine guns were just a random thing to scare people. Of course, if you want to suppress them, just two machine guns would be useless...

Wang Sanzhu fired a bullet in a magazine and immediately cheered the team of the halberd at the top of his throat and gave him a reward: "Brothers, I will rush to the village. Our machine gun has suppressed the Eighth Route Army. Kill one Eighth Route Army will be rewarded with twenty yuan!"

If you can grab a rifle, it will be worth 100 yuan on the black market. What is the reward of 100 yuan and 20 yuan?

Besides, he insisted on fighting this group of people, mainly because he couldn't swallow the tone of being ambushed by the Eighth Route Army. As for other matters, it was not within his current consideration at this time.

Hearing that the reward doubled, the vulgar figures in the dark immediately screamed strangely.

The stopped team immediately took advantage of the small potholes in the wilderness, and began to climb forward with their heads in cover. Occasionally, they raised their heads and shot, and then immediately changed their positions, slipping like a large loach.

A Czech machine gun on the other side also rang and began to suppress the village!

With a distance of about a hundred meters in the dark, the village rifles always keep sounding at a certain frequency.

Many of the attacking bandits just crawled towards the entrance of the village, some of them crawled and some of them simply stopped and shot and changed positions horizontally.
Chapter completed!