On March 28, 1938, Taohua Mountain in southern Shandong.

The peach blossoms are blooming on the mountain and the colorful flowers are everywhere. From a distance, it seems that the morning glow is running to the ground. The fragrance emitted by the peach blossoms is so refreshing. Thousands of bees are buzzing and buzzing, butterflies of all sizes are flying around. The spring scenery in southern Shandong is so beautiful.

However, outside the mountain there are broken mountains and rivers, with harsh sounds of gunfire everywhere, thick smoke rolling, ruins, dripping blood, and the eyes are full of baldness.

Gao Han is 25 years old, 1.78 meters tall, slender, strong muscles, bronze skin, broad forehead, thick eyebrows and big eyes, high nose bridge, short beards, clear eyes, and a sense of trust.

Gao Han is a military enthusiast. During a spontaneous camping experience, he encountered a mysterious blue light, and his body soared and then lost consciousness.

In a daze, he seemed to have entered a strange space, with a wide porthole, and the stars in the sky were vaguely visible. There were also many instruments that had never been seen before, a group of strange people who said some strange words, such as experiments, transformations, improvements, etc., and then he fell into a coma again.

When he woke up, he soon found that he had become a time traveler and the leader of the bandits in Taohua Mountain. His bandit name was Gao Jiu and he was known as Jiuye.

When he was feeling his bad fate, he suddenly discovered an unexpected surprise - perhaps he had traveled through different time and space and encountered bizarre experiments, his physical functions had undergone strange changes, and his intelligence, knowledge, power, speed, vision, hearing, smell, etc. were greatly improved. He even had the abilities of language translation, infrared night vision, database retrieval, etc.

At this moment, he stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance. Without using a telescope, he could see clearly the target ten kilometers away, and even had laser ranging function.

"Come on the gun." Gao Han ordered without looking back.

"Oh, Master Jiu." A bandit about 20 years old responded.

Jia Liu is Gao Han's personal follower. He is of medium shape, has a small round face, and his eyes are not big and clever. He turns around and runs to the room not far away, and soon gets an 80% new Hanyang piece.

Gao Han held Hanyang Zao in his hand and couldn't help but look at it carefully.

Made in Hanyang, with a diameter of 7.92mm, a total length of 955mm, a total weight of 3.166kg (excluding bayonets), and a barrel length of 442mm,

The range of the watch scale is 1800m. The gun's ammunition supply, rifle and rifle wrapping are the same as that of the Han 88 Mauser rifle. The Type 88 rifle cartridge was made in June 22 of the Republic of China, and the German m88    7.9    mm     .

Bullet elements: shell length: 5.7    cm, total length of bullet: 8.255    cm, warhead: round head, metal cover, warhead length: 3.124   cm, warhead diameter: 0.808    cm, warhead weight: 227    grain, warhead cover metal: copper-nickel alloy, bullet charge: flake-like non-compression, charge weight: 40.6    grain, muzzle initial velocity: 639.78    m-sec    (74                                                                                                                                                               

As a military enthusiast, Gao Han was extremely excited to play with this kind of old antique object for the first time.

He tricked and loaded a bullet, raised his gun to find the target of shooting.

Soon he locked in a target, which was a black and yellow Niu Feng who was collecting honey. A series of numbers flashed in his eyes:

The distance is 125.4212 meters, the wind speed is 2.3132 meters per second, the wind direction is 86.15 tight, the temperature is 27.8148°, and the air pressure is 1.0182pa.

The target flight direction is 323.11, the angle is 17.27, and the shooting ruler is 1, and the advance measurement is 0.21.

Gao Han pulled the trigger, and with a "bang", a bullet flew out of the muzzle, spinning at high speed and tearing the air, making a "whimper" whistling sound, and soon hit the flying Niu Feng. Niu Feng was too small and was hit so badly.

"It's so awesome." Gao Han was extremely excited, pulled the bolt, loaded the bullet again, and continued to look for the next target.

The gunshots alarmed the bandits in the village, and they all gathered around to see what Jiu Ye was doing.

"Ba, bha, bha." Gao Han kept shooting, knocking out a peach blossom in the distance, a spider and an ant that had just drilled out of the hole. Of course, only Gao Han could see all this clearly.

"It's so good." Gao Han cheered excitedly with every shot.

"What is Jiu Ye doing? Are you stupid?"

The bandits stared at each other with big eyes, not understanding what the boss was doing. Bullets were so precious, but the boss was emptying guns and shamelessly praised themselves. Everyone secretly complained, but no one dared to say it.

Feng Xiucai is the only person in the village who knows the words and snippets. Everyone calls him Feng Xiucai, but no one remembers his real name. He is 46 years old this year, thin, a little hunched, and his dark yellow and thin face is full of wrinkles. He looks 56 years old. He is wearing a gray-washed long dress with a copper frame abacus hanging around his waist.

Feng Xiucai is the butler in the village, a Grandet-style figure. He is thrifty and almost stingy. He not only stings with others, but also very harsh on himself. No wonder his body is so thin.

Every time Gao Han shot, Feng Xiucai's heart trembled, and he frowned, almost crying.

Finally, Gao Han stopped shooting, and Feng Xiucai's brows stretched out. However, the next sentence from the boss made him cry without tears.

Gao Han handed the gun to Jia Liu and said to Feng Xiucai: "Feng Xiucai, Master Jiu is happy today. He will hold a banquet tonight. Take out any delicious food in the village. You can have enough wine and meat. Everyone will have fun together."

"OK."

"OK."

The bandits with yellow faces and ragged clothes cheered.

Feng Xiucai was so distressed that he almost fainted. A few turbid tears broke out from the corners of his eyes, and he said in a trembling voice: "The master is the powerful Japanese at the moment, and the soldiers are in chaos. There are no wealthy families around us. We have already had the last meal but no more meals, so we have to save some."

Gao Han walked up, patted his shoulder gently, and smiled and said, "Uncle Feng, don't worry. From today on, our good days will come."

"Uncle Feng?" Feng Xiucai felt warm. This was the first time that the boss had called him so affectionately. Just for this sentence, he made up his mind to be generous.

He said, "Okay, I'll do it right away."

However, he still reminded him with concern: "One of the boss, you should be more concerned about money and food."

Gao Han smiled and said, "Don't worry, go quickly!"

No wonder Feng Xiucai felt sorry for the foundation of Taohua Mountain. The bandits on Taohua Mountain only went up the mountain after the Japanese captured Jinan, and it has been less than half a year.

Gao Han was originally a long-term worker of Xiao Changyu's family, president of the Jinan Prefecture Chamber of Commerce. He was attracted by the eldest daughter Xiao Yatong and trained to become a driver. After the fall of Jinan, a Japanese officer intended to humiliate Xiao Yatong and was beaten to death by Gao Han. In order not to implicate the Xiao family, he fled Jinan and gathered some fleeing people to go to Taohua Mountain.

There was originally a small village of seven or eight families on Taohua Mountain. After the Japanese came, they massacred a nearby village and all the people on the mountain ran away. After Gao Han and others went up the mountain, they simply renovated the place and became a mountain village.

There were 26 bandits on Taohua Mountain, including Gao Han, and two women were responsible for cooking and washing clothes. The guys in their hands were varied, with a total of three old sleeves, four bird guns, and several large swords and spears. The Hanyang-made one Gao Han just used was the treasure of Taohua Mountain. There were 54 bullets in total, and Gao Han just knocked out 5 rounds, which was a great luxury and waste.
Chapter completed!