Three seconds, killing two people, although it has a surprise effect, but it also proves Zheng Long's strength from the side.

Another little devil, the reaction was very fast, after Zheng Long killed the second person, his bullet was already loaded, after Zheng Long found out, he could no longer completely dodge, he could only forcibly move his body, ready to use non-critical parts to force the opponent's bullet.

At this moment, a black shadow burst out of the crowd and rushed towards the little devil's body.

"Kang!"

The moment the little devil pulled the trigger, the black shadow had already pounced on him, and the little devil was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground, and the muzzle of the gun subconsciously deviated, and the bullet hit the sky directly.

Zheng Long stared at the god and saw that it was a young man under the age of twenty who knocked down the little devil, and he panicked and hurriedly rushed up.

The young man is emaciated, the word emaciated may not be appropriate, it can be described as skinny, his face is sallow, at first glance it is caused by long-term malnutrition, and his forehead is particularly prominent, his chin is slightly upturned, his eyes are small but very distracted, especially at this moment, he is holding the little devil's rifle with both hands, and the green tendons between his neck can be seen that the young man has exhausted all his strength, even so, the muzzle of the little devil is still slightly raised.

"Die!" At this moment, Zheng Long finally arrived, and after shouting loudly, he hooked his foot and kicked the little devil hard in the temple.

"Peng!"

In just a moment, the little devil had already rolled his eyes, and his hands were paralyzed on the ground weakly, seeing that he had no strength to resist.

When Zheng Long was about to kick the second kick, there was a person who also moved, it was none other than the young man who had just knocked down the little devil, I saw that after he snatched the 38-type rifle in the little devil's hand, he reached out and opened the bayonet at the front end of the rifle, and then, holding the rifle with both hands, stabbed it directly into the little devil's chest.

"Poof! Poof! ”

The young man's face was expressionless, his eyes were not a little colorful, and his hands were steady and ruthless, not at all like what a newly adult person should do.

I stabbed twice, and the knife bottomed out, and I saw the blood on the little devil's chest come out like a fountain, staining the young man's face.

"Woo! Woo......"

The little devil clutched his chest, took two big breaths, and then lay on the ground, his neck crooked, and he died.

Of the six devils, Zheng Long killed three, the old man killed one, the young man killed one, and the remaining two were beaten to death by the crowd.

None of the people died, but several were hit by bullets, and to their credit, none of the women or children in the village were injured.

After the young man killed the devil, he didn't even have time to wipe the blood on his face, and hurriedly ran to the old man.

"Grandpa, how are you? What do you think? The young man looked at the blood that kept flowing from the old man's shoulder, and asked in a panic.

"Grandpa, close the wound." At this time, a girl in her early twenties also walked out of the crowd, took out a handkerchief and blocked the wound on the old man's body, but the effect was almost non-existent, and the blood on the old man's body was still flowing.

"Minor injury, can't die!" After the old man said something indifferently, he turned around and shouted at the crowd behind him, "Come on a few uninjured old men, dig a pit and bury the body of the little devil, put away the gun, and keep it!" ”

"Whoa!"

As soon as the old man spoke, several sturdy men who were not injured suddenly came out of the crowd, and two of them carried a little devil, and after a while, the little devil was dragged away.

"Lao Tian, put away the gun, this will be the weapon of our village in the future, next time the little devils come again, give them all surprises!" After the old man explained again, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the young man and said, "Shunyo, go, pick up grandpa's pipe, grandpa take two puffs." ”

After hearing this, the boy hurriedly got up and picked up the pipe that had fallen not far away.

"Shunyo!?" Zheng Long paused for a moment, looked at the young man, and muttered, "This is not the same for TV?" ”

"Baby! Are you partial? Just when Zheng Long was thinking nonsense, the old man asked out loud.

"Ah, yes, old man, I'm from the part, and I happened to be passing by." Zheng Long hurriedly shouted, stepped forward and observed the old man's wound and said, "The bullet has entered the body, you need to have surgery to deduct the bullet out, otherwise when the wound is inflamed, your physique, this age, I'm afraid you can't stand it, old man." ”

"Do you know how to heal?" The old man looked up and asked.

"I know a little bit, but I can't talk about it." Zheng Long replied in a low-key manner, Zheng Long is indeed not a doctor, but he was a serious special soldier before the crossing, and he was still very good at dealing with gunshot wounds.

"Then you can fix it, help me get the bullets out, and by the way, help the other people in our village get the bullets out." After the old man finished speaking, he took the pipe that Shunyo had handed over, signaled Shunyo to fill the tobacco, took out a match from his pocket, and handed it to Shunyo, who hurriedly took it and helped the old man light the pipe.

After the old man took a few hard puffs, he seemed to be enjoying himself, and then he continued, "What tools do you need, I'll let the girl go back and get them." ”

"Daggers, kerosene lamps, towels, gauze, preferably anti-inflammatory herbs, such as white thatch." Zheng Long thought for a while and said, "I don't have anesthetic on my body, it will hurt a little if I buckle it directly, you have to endure it." ”

"Girl, go home and get what he said." The old man explained, and continued, "I'm old, my body is not as good as before, if I was young, with these little devils, it would be impossible to hurt me." ”

"What did the old man do when he was young?" Zheng Long asked curiously.

"I have worked with warlords, and I have also been bandits in the mountains." The old man took a puff of his pipe and continued, "If I had been ten years younger, I would have joined the army, and I would have heard that little Japan was preparing to invade our country, but I didn't expect it to come true now." ”

"Mom pull a b, we Chinese can beat ourselves by ourselves, outsiders bully us, absolutely not!"

"Gentlemen!" When Zheng Long heard this, he not only stretched out his thumb.

"What is this! When the old man was young, he was a well-known ruthless man in the surrounding towns, and bandits did not dare to come here to rob. Another man with an injured calf next to him said loudly, "Brother, do you want to organize an elderly person like me?" ”

"Yes, as long as you want to protect your family and defend the country, the organization needs it!" Zheng Long smiled.

"Shunyo, haven't you been whispering in my ear that you want to join the army? Isn't this an opportunity? The old man glanced at Shun next to him and looked at Zheng Long and said, "Little brother, my grandson has always wanted to join the army, or you will take him away?" ”

"You want to join the army?" Zheng Long didn't reply to the old man's words, and looked at Shunyo and asked.

"Yes! I want to defend my family and country. Shunyo thought for a while and said loudly, and then Shunyo muttered in a low voice, "I just can't let go of my grandfather and sister." ”

"Haha!" The old man smiled and said, "Shunyo, man, you should protect your family and defend the country, my body is okay, you don't have to worry." ”

"Little brother, don't worry, this kid has followed me to hunt since he was a child, and his marksmanship is very good, and he won't embarrass the organization."

"If you join the army, you have to listen to orders, and you may also pay for your life, are you afraid?" Zheng Long looked at Shunyo and asked.

"My grandfather said, as long as death is meaningful, it is worth it, and I am not afraid of death!" Shunyo said and straightened his chest, his face full of pride.