Qi Xiaojun's face was fearless, and he swept with a machine gun, and many enemies were swept to the ground by the machine gun. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Soon the bullets in the gun ran out, Qi Xiaojun took off the empty magazine, threw it on the ground, loaded the last magazine, pulled the bolt, and shouted: "Come on!" Those who are not afraid of death come up. Pulled the trigger and was ready to hit it again, but the gun was jammed, he quickly pulled the bolt again, pulled the jammed bullet out of the chamber with his hand, pulled the bolt again, hit again, and it was still jammed, "What's going on with grandma?" ”

"Captain Qi, let me tell you, no matter how this shot is fired, it just won't go off. Your bullets have been soaked in salt water by our He Xiaodong and Adjutant He, and they can't go off, that is, they have been manipulated by your Administrator He, and many of you Communist Party people don't know how they died. Accept your fate, Captain Qi. Surrender, our commander is a very talented person, a tiger general like you, defecting to the National Salvation Army, will definitely be reused. Seeing Qi Xiaojun hurriedly fiddling with guns, the bandit leaders and bandits unscrupulously posed in various poses, smirking proudly, "Don't believe it, you listen to the gunfire around you, is it getting less and less, your people are all finished." ”

Hearing what the bandit leader said, Qi Xiaojun calmed down instead. With a long sigh, he said, "That's it! This is God's will, no wonder we Qi Xiaojun, okay, this gun, you take it. ”

When the bandits saw that Qi Xiaojun had the intention of surrendering, they relaxed their vigilance and carried their guns on their backs, and wanted to come over to tie up Qi Xiaojun. When the bandits approached, Qi Xiaojun suddenly shouted: "Your grandmother's, Lao Tzu will give you a gun!" "Raise your machine gun and shoot at the bandits. The bandit leader covered half of his ear full of blood with one hand, screaming in pain, and raised his pistol with the other hand, and pulled the trigger desperately towards Qi Xiaojun. "Woo Woo Woo ......" A burst of gunfire rang out, Qi Xiaojun was shot several times, his eyes were black, the machine gun fell to the ground, and one stumbled and fell to the ground. He struggled to crawl to the door of the turret, blood trailing the ground. A bandit picked up a gun and wanted to replenish it for him, but was stopped by the bandit leader, and he wanted to see if this communist district squadron leader could not let go of anything more important than life before he died. Qi Xiaojun climbed into the turret with difficulty and slowly, lying on top of something and not moving.

The bandits surrounded them curiously, looked into the turret, and saw Qi Xiaojun lying on Xiaomei's body and not moving.

"Phew! What the hell! I still think about women until I die, it seems that the Communist Party also has seven emotions and six desires, and I also miss women! The bandit leader said, scolding, and took a group of men and walked away.

Indeed, the Communist Party is also human, they are not gods, they also have seven emotions and six desires, but they are not as filthy and unsightly as the bandits imagined. The love between Qi Xiaojun and Xiaomei is innocent and beautiful, full of longing and desire for the future Xinfu life. Xiaomei left, Qi Xiaojun followed, at least in heaven, they found their ideal happiness and future. Their love will never disappear, melting between the green mountains and green waters, always protecting today's pair of lovers from being harmed.

On the other side, the other comrades of the district government have been sacrificed. Tian Yunchun and Liao Minghe were seriously injured and lying under a big tree. Tian Yunchun took out the magazine in the gun, withdrew the bullets one by one, and examined them carefully. Before, everyone was busy fighting bandits, busy breaking through, no one would have thought that there was a problem with the bullet, but now, everything is quiet, and you can't go, it's better to see what happened to this bullet, why can't it be fired? Tian Yunchun picked up a bullet, held it up in front of his eyes, and saw that the appearance was no different from usual, and when he saw that his whole body was full of small green dots, he rubbed it with his hand, numb, and his fingers were covered with patina.

"Lao Liao, give me your magazine." Tian Yunchun stretched out his hand to Liao Minghe for the magazine.

"Don't look at it, these bullets have been manipulated by He Xiaodong, soaked in salt water, all of them are rusty, and they will definitely get stuck in the chamber of the gun. This damn He Xiaodong, if Lao Tzu has another chance, he has to pick his skin with his own hands! ”

"I'm afraid we won't have this opportunity." Tian Yunchun checked the bullets in the magazine handed over by Liao Minghe, and then threw the entire magazine out of the distance.

"Although we don't have a chance, it doesn't mean that our government doesn't have a chance, Lao Tian, don't worry! Someone will avenge us, and our blood will not be shed in vain. Liao Minghe was very calm and smiled. Tian Yunchun nodded in agreement. Liao Minghe said again: "You, a Shandong guy, died in our Guangxi, maybe the bones will be buried here forever, and you can't go back, don't you regret it?" It's not like us Guangxi Yankees, who died in their own homes, rest assured! Liao Minghe teased.

"What's there to regret? We fought from the north to the south, and we were glorious several times, but I didn't expect this head to be able to carry it to Guangxi and earn it. What does it matter if a man like us who is fighting in all directions dies? There is an ancient poem that says, what is it called, what is the shroud that has not been returned? Tian Yunchun pointed to Liao Minghe and asked him to pick it up, Liao Minghe learned Tian Yunchun's Shandong accent and said, "What shroud?" I don't understand, I only know that in Guangxi, if a person dies, dig a pit, wrap it in a mat, and put it in the pit to bury it. Wait, my two brothers will definitely be able to be buried together, at least smoke a cigarette, have a companion, and be content. ”

"Okay, how many can we smoke him?" Tian Yunchun threw over two cigarettes, lit them separately, and smoked them beautifully. Tian Yunchun took out the only grenade in his mouth, unscrewed the lid, pulled out the pull ring with his little thumb, put it on his finger, and held the cigarette in his other hand. The two looked at each other and smiled, very calm and frank.

The bandits have surrounded the circle. Wu Tiancheng and Mo Tong were lying behind a mound of earth, and Wu Tiancheng waved his hand to He Xiaodong and signaled to shout.

"Hey! District Mayor, Secretary! I know you're there, your people are dead, surrender! No one came to save you, the People's Liberation Army is still far away, Commander Wu and Division Commander Mo said, as long as you surrender, everything is easy to discuss, you are still your district commander and secretary, as long as you agree to cooperate with our National Salvation Army, you have nothing to lose, we can withdraw our troops immediately, and everything will return to its original state. How about you guys thinking about it? He Xiaodong shouted.

Liao Minghe was about to curse, but was stopped by Tian Yunchun with his hand. Tian Yunchun shouted: "In this case, I will discuss with the district chief." Tian Yunchun shook the grenade in his hand, the two looked at each other and smiled, and after a while, Tian Yunchun continued to shout: "That's it, others, we are not familiar with it, and we are not at ease, or you He Xiaodong will come over in person, let's talk about the conditions, how about it?" ”

How dare He Xiaodong! This is clearly to blame him for the past. Wu Tiancheng didn't care so much, pointed at He Xiaodong, waved his hand, and said: "Adjutant He, you go and talk to them, as long as they agree to cooperate, Lao Tzu is willing to do anything." Go! Just go! He Xiaodong had no choice but to rub his shoulders, slowly touching Tian Yunchun and them, thinking about countermeasures as he walked, and preparing to escape at any time.