Chinese When Da Niu saw He Xiaojun standing there, he seemed to remember him, the hero who repelled the opponent's attack this time.

Da Niu hurriedly stepped forward, pulled He Xiaojun in front of the old man he called Uncle Tai, and said to the old man: "Uncle Tai, this junior brother is the sharpshooter who helped us repel the bandits after Brother Han was injured just now, his gun is accurate, and four people were hit in five shots, which is even more powerful than Brother Han." ”

The old man, whose name was Uncle Tai, after carefully looking at He Xiaojun, hugged him and said: "This young man, on behalf of the whole village of Chen Village, thank you for your help, otherwise, if the bandits are really attacked, more than 100 people in our Chen Village will be in danger." ”

Although He Xiaojun didn't see the shooting equipment, he saw that everyone at the scene looked like they were all doing something, so he hurriedly collected his mind and threw himself into his role.

He Xiaojun searched his stomach and thought about the manners and words of the ancients in the ancient books he had read in his mind, and then learned from the old man, clumsily hugged his fists, and said in the tone of the ancients as much as possible: "This old man is polite, and it is natural for the villagers in his hometown to help." ”

When the old man was about to say something, a group of people walked down from the building on the same floor as the black room where He Xiaojun had just appeared, which led to the big wooden ladder he had just seen.

At first, He Xiaojun thought that it was the crew who walked down from the upper floor, but when he saw that the people who came down one after another were all people wearing ancient clothes, his thoughts were a little short-circuited.

How did so many actors come down at once? It's just a temporary extra, so you don't need so much, right? Moreover, the appearance of these actors who have already dressed up at this moment does not seem to match the plot?

Just when He Xiaojun was thinking nonsense, among the group of people who came down, a middle-aged man who looked like Lang Zhong came out, he came to Brother Han and squatted down to take the pulse for Brother Han.

There were hundreds of people coming down from the upper floor, men and women, old and young.

He Xiaojun, who had been staring at this group of sudden people, noticed that among this group of people, there was an age gap among the men, only children and middle-aged people, and none of them were young.

After the man who looked like Lang Zhong took a pulse, he said to the old man named Uncle Tai: "Uncle, Ah Han is not in a big problem for the time being, but he is bleeding a lot and is a little weak. The trouble was his trauma, I had never been treated for a gunshot wound, so I didn't know what to do. ”

"So what do you say you should do?"

"Uncle, there is a church run by foreigners in the city, I heard that the foreigners there can treat gunshot wounds, it is best to send Han there as soon as possible and let the foreigners treat them."

"Alas, let's not mention that this place is more than thirty miles away from the city, and now the bandits haven't retreated, and we can't get out, how can we send Ah Han to the city?" After the old man named Uncle Tai groaned for a while, he ordered the person who looked like Lang Zhong: "Apu, you stop the bleeding for Ah Han first." ”

"Okay, uncle."

At this time, because the old man called Uncle Tai called He Xiaojun, who was quite close to Brother Han's position, he had already seen that something was wrong, that is, after being wiped with blood by Lang Zhong, he saw Brother Han's injury, which did not look like it was made up.

Then, He Xiaojun saw Lang Zhong take out a lot of bottles and jars from the medicine box that he didn't know whether it was woven with rattan or something, and when he was busy, he knew that the man named Brother Han was really injured.

This situation immediately short-circuited He Xiaojun's thoughts. Could it be that Brother Han was really shot? So in other words, the shootout just now was a real gun? If so, it's not filming, it's a real shootout.

Thinking of the time when he was in the shootout just now, He Xiaojun's forehead was sweating, and he also felt that his feet began to soften.

He Xiaojun bit the tip of his tongue vigorously, and after forcing himself to calm down, he pulled the big cow who was standing beside him, the first person he saw here, and moved to a corner of the hall to learn from him whether this play was true or false.

"Brother Niu, who is down there just now?"

"They are bandits from Spider Mountain, who came to raid our village last year. However, at that time, there was a gunman from Ah Hong in our village, and he played with guns well, so they couldn't take advantage of it. This year, they may have known that Ah Hong had gone to Jinshan, so they came to rob again. ”

Jinshan, as He Xiaojun still knows, is what the countrymen called the United States at that time. To go to Jinshan is to go to the United States.

From Da Niu's words, He Xiaojun basically knew the truth of the matter, but he didn't give up, or he didn't dare to admit this fact, and continued to ask Da Niu for verification: "Brother Da Niu, aren't you filming? ”

"What are you filming? What is Filming? ”

"Make a movie."

"What is a movie?"

He Xiaojun was crazy. But the more anxious I was, the more I couldn't find the right words.

He Xiaojun had no choice but to repeat the old trick, and bit his tongue again to calm himself down again, before he asked Da Niu: "So, is the gun you shot just now real?" ”

"Of course it's true, these guns were donated by overseas Chinese in the village, and it took a lot of effort to get them back, if it weren't for these guns, we don't know how many times our village would have been looted."

When he heard that the gun was real, He Xiaojun couldn't listen to the words of Da Niu anymore, because after thinking that he had just experienced a rain of bullets, He Xiaojun's face was so frightened that his feet were so soft that he could no longer support his body, so he slid against the wall and sat on the floor.

"Hey, brother sharpshooter, what's wrong with you?"

Just when Da Niu wanted to ask He Xiaojun how he became like that, the person who was ordered to go to the "Swallow's Nest" to observe the enemy's situation suddenly shouted: The bandits are coming again.

Before the man's voice fell, fierce gunfire was heard outside.

After Da Niu heard the enemy's situation, he no longer bothered to ask He Xiaojun, got up and hurriedly ran to the "swallow's nest", and Ah Guang also hurriedly ran out.

After a while, everyone in the hall heard the sound of gunfire coming from the "swallow's nest".

At this moment, He Xiaojun was deaf to the situation around him, because his head was blank.

What's going on? How did you come to this era of gunfights and banditry? What age is this? Didn't you get played by God and throw him back to ancient times, right?

Countless questions followed, filling He Xiaojun's brain, causing him to enter a state of downtime, sitting still and letting his thoughts be chaotic and intertwined, stirring up a ball of oars in his brain.

The situation outside seemed to be a little anxious, and someone carried Brother Han, who had stopped the bleeding, to the "swallow's nest".

He Xiaojun seemed to be blind to the situation outside his body, and continued his confusing thoughts.

Listening to the language of the people on the scene, this should still be his hometown; Judging from the age of the application of weapons and carved towers and the attire of the people they saw, it should be in modern times at this time. But what year did you go back to? Where did you go back?

After biting the tip of his tongue hard again and tasting a hint of fishy saltiness, He Xiaojun was a little sober and could begin to continue to analyze his current situation.

He Xiaojun, who has a certain degree of research on conventional weapons, roughly analyzes the years he is in from the use of weapons.

The official period was only released in 1925, and there was no reason for the new guns to be lost to the people so quickly, so the years elsewhere should be at least after 1930. And what about the old sleeves? It has been used in China for a long time, from the end of the Qing Dynasty to the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, spanning more than half a century, so it is difficult to judge the exact date from its body.

However, judging from the situation of bandits in their hometowns, it should be before the liberation, because at the beginning of liberation, their hometowns had already stationed troops, so how could there be bandits? From this, He Xiaojun roughly knew that the era he was in now was between 30 and 49.

He Xiaojun, who did not give up, bit himself hard again, and had to believe that he had indeed crossed over.

Alas, I just watched all-night episodes, and God you wouldn't punish me like this, and you threw me back to that era when I was not only backward, but also war-torn. Cat flutter Chinese