(Freshly baked, written in a hurry and a little busy, revised, please read it later, brothers.) ）

The Guanyin Palace where Xie Yucheng lives is located on the Huangzhu Pass in the west of Longquan County, which is more than 30 miles away, surrounded by a thousand rocks and a half-ridge Yanlan, which is a good place and a good place.

The side gate of the nunnery is next to a forest of nanmu trees, which are shallow and lush. Among them, there is an old nanmu tree that is particularly huge, and the green cloud-like canopy is like an umbrella, covering half of the nunnery.

The old crow's nest that Lu Ting and Huzi said was on this old nanmu tree. The two dragged Xie Yucheng out of the nunnery, came to the tree, pointed to the top of the tree and talked for a long time, and Xie Yucheng finally found a clump of dead branch nests from the layers of branches and leaves.

"What are you doing beating people? People ...... well" There is a wind blowing, and the pavilion-like umbrella shakes gently, occasionally leaking a little bit of sunlight, hitting the face, not dazzling. The bird's nest made of withered branches, hidden among the dense green leaves, reminded Xie Yucheng of the Hanging Temple on Heng Mountain.

Just now, from the little girl's mouth, he knew the general situation these days.

It turned out that on the west side of Tanghuwei that day, after he was knocked unconscious by the dead enemy horseman, the command system collapsed, and the strength of the resistance was even more dispersed.

The well-armed and well-trained cavalry of the Central Army, wielding silver sabers, galloped back and forth between the mountains and fields, harvesting one life after another.

As soon as they saw that there were a few more men gathered in that place, they pounced on them like hungry wolves.

The third brother and Battalion Commander Zhou tried to gather manpower and organize counterattacks many times, and successively became the targets of concentrated fire attacks.

Both of them collapsed in pools of blood.

The third brother even grabbed a war horse and rode up, and as soon as he received the saber handed by a brother, he was hit in the back by a machine-gun bullet that had been fired.

Battalion Commander Zhou led three or two people to pick up a few guns with bullets in the ground, and guarded a fence to cover everyone's retreat.

Xie Yucheng was desperately snatched back by the Qiao Feiyan sisters and brothers in this vacancy.

Seeing this, the arrogant 35 rode up the slope with a wind-like blow, and at the same time threw German-made grenades at them.

Sharply swollen smoke and firelight, flooding them.

The battle turned into a one-sided slaughter.

Although the red head is full of spirit, it suffers from inferior equipment, and the gun in his hand has long been out of bullets, like a burning stick.

Most of the people and horses in Jieyun Village have become stragglers, more awake, and they still know how to run up the mountain, panicked, and scurry like a headless fly.

In the end, in addition to Brother Jiu, Qiao Feiyan's sister and brother, and more than ten brothers in the village, there were more than 30 people left in red.

Under the fiasco, Brother Jiu and Qiao Feiyan were afraid of the empty strength of Jiuyun Village, and were suddenly attacked. Then he rushed back to the mountain, gathered the people in the village in front of the Weiyi Hall, briefly reported the situation, and saw that everyone was crying and making trouble, shouting and laughing, some were at a loss, and some were indignant and shouted for revenge...... Qiao Feiyan was even more worried, and after discussing with Brother Jiu for a while, she immediately decided to open the warehouse, distribute money and food, and let everyone take refuge in the mountains and forests in batches.

At this moment, the information station of Da Tiepu Village, which was established at the suggestion of Xie Yucheng, sent the first piece of information after its establishment. A powerful piece of information:

This raid was organized by the new commissioner of the state government.

He mainly took the Longquan Jingwei Regiment and the Lianyong Jingwei Regiment as the mainstay, and recruited the Yanyou Regiment Defense Bureau, Guiyang Regiment Defense Bureau, and Chenxian Regiment Defense Bureau in Hunan Province, as well as the Wantai Jingwei Regiment and the Dayyoujiang Jingwei Regiment in Jiangxi Province, and other local militia groups and police forces, with a total strength of nearly 10,000 people.

The eighteenth row of big palms is a leprosy tiger, and the sixteenth is Lu Hao, taking the initiative

"Brother Xie, everyone said, your marksmanship is good, in the chaotic scene of the penzhu brain, he knocked out a machine gun from the Luo butcher as soon as he shot, Huzi didn't believe it...... Brother Xie, you just show your hand and give Huzi this blind look! Lu Ting raised her eyebrows, her big eyes blinked, and her small mouth pursed.

In the rippling green leaves like a lake, a piece of sunshine shines on the cheeks of the little girl, and the mutton fat jade is as crystal clear.

"Show a hand? If you show a hand, you have to spend a handful of money. This bullet is expensive. It's hard to buy even if you have money! Xie Yucheng smiled, took out the M1911, took off the magazine, ejected the bullets one by one, and said slowly, "Ting girl, you tell me honestly, how many bullets did you shoot just now?" ”

"Three, three? Two shots? Or a shot? Oops, I don't remember, it's not two shots, it's just one. Oh, it's a shot! Lu Ting's big eyes widened, and he saw a 45-inch brass bullet with his fingers, like grasshoppers jumping high, swirling in the sun, shining gold, and falling into his palm one after another.

The tiger next to him had a dreamy expression on his face,

"One shot?" Xie Yucheng fiddled with the barrel of the gun and counted, "Okay, even if it's one shot." One bullet is a month's worth of food for your yellow-haired girl, how expensive this bullet is, do you know now? He picked up the bullets, pressed back the magazines one by one, aimed them at the bottom of the walnut-inlaid handle, gently pushed them in, and then, with the guns in both hands, he aimed them on his back at the bird's nest and aimed them silently.

Before Xie Yucheng fell unconscious, he held the flower trap in the empty warehouse, facing the cavalry that rushed up like lightning,...... At that time, he was pinning this M1911 to his waist, but he was confused.

Although many people could not help but play abnormally due to the tense situation on the battlefield, he really couldn't forgive himself for making such a fatal mistake at such a life-and-death juncture.

Just now, he looked back on the situation at the time, sorted out his emotions, and finally understood that because he was not strong in marksmanship, he inevitably relied too heavily on the flower mechanism, so at the subconscious level, he completely ignored the Colt M1911 on his waist.

This is a defense pistol that has swept the entire twentieth century, and its appearance and power are equally outstanding!

It shouldn't be.

Lu Ting and Huzi saw him holding a gun and aiming, both of them held their breath and stood upright, their heads kept tilting up and down, their eyes moving back and forth between the pistol and the bird's nest, for fear of missing the most exciting moment.

However, after a long time, Xie Yucheng still maintained an aiming posture, did not move, and never fired.

Lu Ting gradually became impatient, and as soon as she pouted, she was about to open her mouth to urge, but she saw Xie Yucheng suddenly move.

I saw him quickly insert the M1911 back into his waist, tuck it with his hand, and then reluctantly let go of his hand. Lu Ting's two babies glanced at each other, and they were about to boo, but Xie Yucheng, who was a few steps away, suddenly moved again.

This time, he moved very quickly, much faster than the action of putting away the gun just now. In the sunlight, he saw a flower on his right hand, and the large pistol at his waist was in his hand, and then he raised it high, returning to the posture of holding the gun in both hands, and the M1911 aimed again at the crow's nest in the tree.

The wind blew the trees and swayed gently, and the golden sunlight leaked a few faint rays of light, falling on the muzzle of the gun, shining with dazzling essence.

This time, he still didn't wait for him to fire, just when the two of them were looking at each other, their hearts were burning, and their saliva was swallowed, the gun was retracted and inserted into Xie Yucheng's waist.

"Go! Boring! The two of them pursed their lips in unison and let out contemptuous boos.

Xie Yucheng suddenly turned his head and looked at the mountain in the distance, and after a while, he waved his hand back: "Someone is coming!" ”

"Who? Is it sister, brother, they are back? ”

After a while, he spread his palms to the two of them: "Lose money!" Just now you admitted that you fired a bullet, a bullet and an ocean! ”

"What? A bullet, a piece of ocean? When Lu Ting heard this, she looked angry and aggrieved, suddenly blinked her dark eyes, and looked at Huzi next to her, "Huzi, you are miserable, Brother Xie wants you to lose money 1" Glance: "Ting girl, you are honest, just now" "and" At this moment, a lock of yang

The Guanyin Palace where Xie Yucheng lives is located on the Huangzhu Pass in the west of Longquan County, which is more than 30 miles away, surrounded by a thousand rocks and a half-ridge Yanlan, which is a good place and a good place.

The side gate of the nunnery is next to a forest of nanmu trees, which are shallow and lush. Among them, there is an old nanmu tree that is particularly huge, and the green cloud-like canopy is like an umbrella, covering half of the nunnery.

The old crow's nest that Lu Ting and Huzi said was on this old nanmu tree. The two dragged Xie Yucheng out of the nunnery, came to the tree, pointed to the top of the tree and talked for a long time, and Xie Yucheng finally found a clump of dead branch nests from the layers of branches and leaves.

"What are you doing beating people? People ...... well" There is a wind blowing, and the pavilion-like umbrella shakes gently, occasionally leaking a little bit of sunlight, hitting the face, not dazzling. The bird's nest made of withered branches, hidden among the dense green leaves, reminded Xie Yucheng of the Hanging Temple on Heng Mountain.

Just now, from the little girl's mouth, he knew the general situation these days.

It turned out that on the west side of Tanghuwei that day, after he was knocked unconscious by the dead enemy horseman, the command system collapsed, and the strength of the resistance was even more dispersed.

The well-armed and well-trained cavalry of the Central Army, wielding silver sabers, galloped back and forth between the mountains and fields, harvesting one life after another.

As soon as they saw that there were a few more men gathered in that place, they pounced on them like hungry wolves.

The third brother and Battalion Commander Zhou tried to gather manpower and organize counterattacks many times, and successively became the targets of concentrated fire attacks.

Both of them collapsed in pools of blood.

The third brother even grabbed a war horse and rode up, and as soon as he received the saber handed by a brother, he was hit in the back by a machine-gun bullet that had been fired.

Battalion Commander Zhou led three or two people to pick up a few guns with bullets in the ground, and guarded a fence to cover everyone's retreat.

Xie Yucheng was desperately snatched back by the Qiao Feiyan sisters and brothers in this vacancy.

Seeing this, the arrogant 35 rode up the slope with a wind-like blow, and at the same time threw German-made grenades at them.

Sharply swollen smoke and firelight, flooding them.

The battle turned into a one-sided slaughter.

Although the red head is full of spirit, it suffers from inferior equipment, and the gun in his hand has long been out of bullets, like a burning stick.

Most of the people and horses in Jieyun Village have become stragglers, more awake, and they still know how to run up the mountain, panicked, and scurry like a headless fly.

In the end, in addition to Brother Jiu, Qiao Feiyan's sister and brother, and more than ten brothers in the village, there were more than 30 people left in red.

Under the fiasco, Brother Jiu and Qiao Feiyan were afraid of the empty strength of Jiuyun Village, and were suddenly attacked. Then he rushed back to the mountain, gathered the people in the village in front of the Weiyi Hall, briefly reported the situation, and saw that everyone was crying and making trouble, shouting and laughing, some were at a loss, and some were indignant and shouted for revenge...... Qiao Feiyan was even more worried, and after discussing with Brother Jiu for a while, she immediately decided to open the warehouse, distribute money and food, and let everyone take refuge in the mountains and forests in batches.

At this moment, the information station of Da Tiepu Village, which was established at the suggestion of Xie Yucheng, sent the first piece of information after its establishment. A powerful piece of information:

This raid was organized by the new commissioner of the state government.

He mainly took the Longquan Jingwei Regiment and the Lianyong Jingwei Regiment as the mainstay, and recruited the Yanyou Regiment Defense Bureau, Guiyang Regiment Defense Bureau, and Chenxian Regiment Defense Bureau in Hunan Province, as well as the Wantai Jingwei Regiment and the Dayyoujiang Jingwei Regiment in Jiangxi Province, and other local militia groups and police forces, with a total strength of nearly 10,000 people.

The eighteenth row of big palms is a leprosy tiger, and the sixteenth is Lu Hao, taking the initiative

"Brother Xie, everyone said, your marksmanship is good, in the chaotic scene of the penzhu brain, he knocked out a machine gun from the Luo butcher as soon as he shot, Huzi didn't believe it...... Brother Xie, you just show your hand and give Huzi this blind look! Lu Ting raised her eyebrows, her big eyes blinked, and her small mouth pursed.

In the rippling green leaves like a lake, a piece of sunshine shines on the cheeks of the little girl, and the mutton fat jade is as crystal clear.

"Show a hand? If you show a hand, you have to spend a handful of money. This bullet is expensive. It's hard to buy even if you have money! Xie Yucheng smiled, took out the M1911, took off the magazine, ejected the bullets one by one, and said slowly, "Ting girl, you tell me honestly, how many bullets did you shoot just now?" ”

"Three, three? Two shots? Or a shot? Oops, I don't remember, it's not two shots, it's just one. Oh, it's a shot! Lu Ting's big eyes widened, and he saw a 45-inch brass bullet with his fingers, like grasshoppers jumping high, swirling in the sun, shining gold, and falling into his palm one after another.

The tiger next to him had a dreamy expression on his face,

Just now, he looked back at the situation at the time, sorted out his emotions, and finally understood that because he was not strong in marksmanship, he inevitably relied too heavily on the flower mechanism, so at the subconscious level, he completely ignored the Colt M1911 on his waist.

This is a defense pistol that has swept the entire twentieth century, and its appearance and power are equally outstanding!

It shouldn't be.

Lu Ting and Huzi saw him holding a gun and aiming, both of them held their breath and stood upright, their heads kept tilting up and down, their eyes moving back and forth between the pistol and the bird's nest, for fear of missing the most exciting moment.

However, after a long time, Xie Yucheng still maintained an aiming posture, did not move, and never fired.

Lu Ting gradually became impatient, and as soon as she pouted, she was about to open her mouth to urge, but she saw Xie Yucheng suddenly move.

I saw him quickly insert the M1911 back into his waist, tuck it with his hand, and then reluctantly let go of his hand. Lu Ting's two babies glanced at each other, and they were about to boo, but Xie Yucheng, who was a few steps away, suddenly moved again.

This time, he moved very quickly, much faster than the action of putting away the gun just now. I saw a flower on his right hand in the sun, and the big pistol on his waist was in his hand, and then