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[Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. Some of the bandits stood there, but many of them had come to their senses at once, picked up their weapons and rushed forward. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The archers who followed behind hurriedly drew their bows and threw them at the front. One of the charging soldiers was shot to the shoulder, and for a moment his hand was out of force, and the rifle fell to the ground, but he did not hesitate at all, directly broke the shaft of the arrow on his shoulder, picked up the rifle and continued to charge forward. At that moment, a man in military uniform appeared from the top of the hill, with a white cloth wrapped around his left upper arm, on which was drawn a cross of green stitching needles and scalpels, and it was the medic in the second row. At first, Wu Wenshan asked him to hide behind to avoid being hurt in the battle, but now there are a lot of weapons left by the dead soldiers on the hillock, and they have smashed some of them before rushing out, leaving a 1628 revolver with one bullet for the medical guards, saying that it is for him to protect himself, but in fact, he doesn't need to find out what he is used for. He thought for a while, picked up a rifle with a smashed butt, loaded it with a bayonet as required in the infantry drill class, and rushed out with them. The crowd quickly collided, the army soldiers had undergone rigorous combat training, and the instructors were veterans who had previously seriously implemented the concept of "bayonets in the PLA". These soldiers, who had been trained in systematic stabbing, immediately showed their superiority, and after only one round, six or seven of the bandits fell, and only one of the soldiers was cut off to the right arm, which did not affect the movement much. "Get out of the way!" There was a roar from behind the bandits, and several bandits with rifles rushed forward through the crowd, and the bandits were already intimidated by the momentum of the soldiers, and when they saw that someone was about to come out, they hurriedly dispersed to both sides. "You!" A bandit with five big and three rough pointed at Wu Wenshan, "I'll fight you!" Before Wu Wenshan could speak, a soldier next to him hurriedly pushed him away, "You don't need our platoon commander to fight with you, I can kill you alone." So saying, the soldier met him with his bayonet. The other party is obviously not very accustomed to this kind of stabbing, not to mention that now it is in a heads-up state, the bandits did not expect that someone would rush out next to them, and for a while, the five big and three were hurriedly parrying, and retreated again and again. When he retreated to the bandits' human wall, he was blocked by the bandits behind him, and when he saw that the shiny bayonet had already poked at him, he hurriedly rolled over from the side with a dodging lazy donkey. The soldier's bayonet could not be retracted, and he stabbed to death the bandit who was still in a daze behind him. The five big and three rough ones who rolled to the side woke up, although the soldier in front of him looked thin, but the fighting movements were not ambiguous at all, and he forced himself to roll on the ground in just three moves, although he was not injured, but he was very embarrassed. And the most hateful thing is that they also poked themselves to death, their morale was not enough, and now they have to die like this, and the morale is simply needless to say. The six road eyes and the king of the broken village, who were watching the attack from a distance, were now standing there inexplicably, they obviously saw the thief rushing out, and their own people rushed up, why did they all stop there and not move? Hurriedly called a pro-soldier to come forward and ask what was going on. The movements of the soldiers here are very sharp, one after another stabbing and killing the five big and three thick dodge again and again, and the bandits don't know how to use bayonets for fighting, so they can only use it as the Qinglong Yanyue sword. In comparison, the lethality of the bayonet used to slash is far less than the effect of stabbing, so even if he dances the rifle like a flower, he is still forced to be extremely embarrassed by one assassination action after another. Now the bandits watching on the side have learned to be obedient, and no one wants to be a substitute for the dead ghosts of the five or three coarse, as soon as they saw the two of them killed, they hurriedly moved out of the way to both sides, or retreated again and again, and the circle of onlookers suddenly enlarged a lot. Wu Wenshan also felt very weird, obviously he only had about a dozen people, and there were three or four hundred bandits in front of him, even if he stepped on them, he could trample himself to death, how could he suddenly run out and go head-on? But that's fine.,If you go head-to-head, you'll definitely stop fighting.,Although your own people are resting at the same time as the other party is resting.,But hold on for a while longer.,Maybe reinforcements are coming? The medic held his rifle between his legs vertically, pulled out the arrow for the soldier with the arrow in his shoulder, and then turned on the anhydrous alcohol he had with him to clean his wound, and several bandits watched in amazement at the incredible pattern of wound treatment. The bandits who smelled the smell of wine immediately became noisy and rushed up to surround the medical guards. "Big brother! Let the younger brother take a sip of wine, just take a sip. "yes, yes, just one bite." This sudden change made everyone stunned, "Wine? Suddenly, someone from behind shouted, and then a crowd rushed up for the medics' positions. The heads-up of the five big and three thick suddenly lost the audience, and all the audience used it in this direction, leaving the two of them on the spot. However, it is impossible to stop this thing alone because there is no audience, and the two sides are still fighting to the death. The swarms of bandits flocked to the medic, who had just been an enemy, and begged him for a drink. The medical soldier was overwhelmed by the crowd, and he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know when the bottle in his hand was snatched, and his hand was empty. Turning his head again, even the first-aid kit was torn off, and several bandits were frantically rummaging inside. Soon they found a small bottle with a darker liquid inside. "What's inside? Is it wine? A man who was clearly a small boss asked. It's not wine, it's not drinkable, it's iodine wine. Before the medic could finish his sentence, he watched in amazement as the little leader uncorked the bottle and poured a small half bottle into his mouth. Then he handed it to the next little leader, "Lao Tzu doesn't drink without wine!" Don't think you'll fool me by adding a name in front of the word wine! That's wine! It's really spicy! A few small leaders on the side hurriedly drank the remaining iodine wine without hesitation. Why does it taste so bitter? Brother, are you mistaken? He said it wasn't wine, maybe it wasn't really a bar? "You haven't been drinking, have you?" This is the smell of wine, and there is probably something added to it, it doesn't matter, it has to be this spicy taste. As he spoke, the little leader probably started to feel a little uncomfortable, and even his voice slowly became hoarse, and he spat on it, and the spit turned out to be brown. Yes...... What's going on here? Then the little leader covered his stomach with his hands and rolled on the ground, screaming as he went. Poisonous! This wine is poisonous! The few bandits who had just drunk were so frightened that their faces changed color, and they hurriedly cut their throats to spit out the poisonous wine just now. But how can they know that when iodine enters the mouth, it will burn all the way down the mouth, throat, and esophagus, and then it will seriously corrode the gastric mucosa, lead to gastric perforation, and finally directly lead to death. The medical soldier was also frightened, he had only heard from the veteran doctors that drinking iodine wine might kill people, but he didn't expect the effect to be so fast. In fact, these bandit leaders are only burning their esophagus and throat now, and they have not yet reached the point of stomach perforation, and they will not be able to die for a while. "What are you guys making a fuss about?" Wu Wenshan couldn't help but look at these guys with an incredible expression, this is a war, do you still look like a war? "Brother Hua is dead!" Suddenly, I didn't know that it was the bandit who shouted nervously, and the bandits who didn't understand what was going on behind them blew up their nests, and they all turned around and ran backwards for a while. Because the gentle slope along the road was littered with corpses, many bandits tripped over these corpses, and then trampled to death by their own people, and soon only the thirteen army soldiers and the bandit leader who was still fighting alone, and then the few bandit leaders who were still rolling and screaming on the ground. Taking advantage of the fact that the bandit leader was distracted by the rout next to him, the soldier wielding a bayonet gun directly put the bandit head to the ground. Thirteen people couldn't help but laugh when they looked at the bandits who had fled into the woods, and they were really drunk to think about how to fight and still be such a child's play. "What happened?" The six road eyes are about to explode their lungs, and hundreds of people have stepped forward without even killing a single soldier, what is this matter? And at present, all the small leaders of the bandits under each banner were either stabbed to death on the spot by the soldiers, or they drank the poisonous wine of the thieves and are now rolling on the gentle slope, dying. After listening to the report of his subordinates, he was even more angry, and directly picked up the treasure knife and cut down a few subordinates who smelled of wine. "There's a war going on here, and you still have the courage to go to the enemy and ask for a drink? Whoever drinks poisoned wine dies and dies, and whoever doesn't drink poisoned wine will kill me!" Liuluyan was furious, his real hair stood on end, and he pointed his knife at the hillock, "One last time, they die or you die!" Judge Advocate General! Catch them up! The bandits were in mourning, and now they had lost all their strength, and most of their weapons were left on the gentle slope, and now there were hundreds of people who were in a hurry, but no one dared to rush ahead. The military court team was not polite at all, and directly took up their weapons and cut down the last few people to the ground, and mercilessly cut off their heads and threw them in front of the crowd. This action frightened the bandits, and also helped them make up their minds, anyway, if you don't fight, you will die, and if you fight at most, you will die, so it is better to fight. Thinking of this, they couldn't help but let out a roar of "kill the thief" again and charged towards the gentle slope. Wu Wenshan saw the bandits rushing over again, and glanced at his comrades-in-arms around him, "This is really the final battle, see you in Xishan." When he was about to rush out, he saw two people rushing out from behind him, shirtless, almost all of their heads were pitch black, only their eyes and teeth were still a little white, and each of them was carrying an equally black cloth bag, which was full of unknown things, which really startled the thirteen people, "What person?" "It's me, it's me! I'm in the second shift! The speaker didn't have time to explain, and the thing he was carrying in his hand, wrapped in clothes, was thrown straight down the gentle slope. Whether it was the bandits or Wu Wenshan, no one knew what these two people were doing, but they saw these two bags of clothes in an arc in the air, landed on the gentle slope, and unfolded with a snap, and the black paste inside immediately splashed outward. "What is this for?" Wu Wenshan figured out that this must be his own person, although he hadn't recognized who it was, but what did it mean to lose two bags of oil? Soon a slightly pungent smell filled the air, and the paste oil slowly flowed down the gentle slope and soon to the bottom of the slope. "Let's go and light the fire!" The man who threw his clothes shouted, "This oil burns!" Wu Wenshan immediately understood, and hurriedly took out a military match and rushed up, which had just been lit, and before he put it on the oil, he saw a blue flame suddenly emerge from the air, licked the flame on the match, and then threw himself into the ointment that was still flowing down on the ground. The burning burst into flames like an explosion, and the shock wave pushed Wu Wenshan sideways and threw it directly onto the hillock. However, Wu Wenshan was lucky, he fell on a bush, except for scratching a few clothes, he didn't even break the skin, except for a large piece of his hair and eyebrows. He didn't care about this, so he got up and asked the two black soldiers, "Where did you find this oil?" "Right down the hill, the two of us were beaten down from the top of the mountain, and we were in a quagmire, and in the center of the quagmire there was such an oil pool, and there was a lot of this oil in it, and we chose some paste to bring it, and this oil burned very violently, and it should be able to stop the attack of the bandits." "Well done!" Wu Wenshan turned his head to look at the raging fire on the gentle slope, the black smoke rising from the sky, and the bandits who were burned under the gentle slope in the distance and cried wolf, and said to the two of them, "If we don't enter Xishan this time, I will definitely give credit to the two of you!" With that, he turned his head to look at the other soldiers who were still stunned. Go, let's go get more of this oil, and don't let the fire go out." "============================= divider============================= Yuan Zhenli finally installed the circuit of the motor, and now it has undergone primary debugging. The Mosquito fighter is now parked on the runway, and several veterans of the mechanical port are leading the apprentices to inspect the whole. From time to time, I also gently tapped some of the connecting parts to make sure that they were stable enough. The Mosquito aircraft had a 1628 carrier-based machine gun mounted on the right fuselage, carrying a thousand rounds of machine-gun ammunition, which could be used to fire at targets on the right side when circling. Ten fireworks with prefabricated fragments and twenty grenades were also carried. In addition, the plane carried a high-power radio station for radio communication with the Port of Vostochny. As for the instrumentation of the plane, most of them were dismantled from Yuan Zhenli's own light plane, and at this time the plane was already empty shell, and even the solar panels had been dismantled and sent to the Planning Commission's warehouse for storage. After the final test, the veterans in charge of the test gave a thumbs up to the take-off controller in front. Soon Yuan Zhenli saw the take-off controller turn his hands upwards in a circle, which was a command to start the engine, so he turned on the power supply switch of the motor. The propeller immediately spun at high speed.