Chapter 25: Life and Death

In the blink of an eye, the patrol battalion had rushed to a position less than two hundred meters away from the cottage defense line. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Perhaps for the sake of courage, the officers and men of the patrol battalion, armed with fast guns, old-fashioned rifles, and even muskets, pulled the trigger on the cottage defense line one after another, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

As a result, the sound of gunshots like bursting beans rang out like firecrackers.

Yang Xingguo, the big boss, is full of confidence in whether the cottage can defeat the patrol battalion. However, when the gunshots really rang out on the battlefield, I couldn't help but worry about the recruits around me.

After looking at the recruits around him with his spare eyes, the thing that Wang Hu, the second master, was most worried about.

Facing the bullets flying overhead, listen to the constant gunfire in front of the defensive line.

Many of the recruits in the trench were already trembling with nervousness and fear. At this moment, more than eighty percent of the recruits are all squatting in the trench because of the fear of the battlefield.

Faced with this situation, Yang Xingguo knew that only victory could make these panicked recruits regain their composure.

So, Yang Xingguo lay directly on the edge of the trench, quickly pulled the bolt of the rifle, loaded the bullet, put the figure of a patrol battalion officer in front of the position into the front of the gun, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Gunshots rang out, and the patrol battalion officer fell to the ground without incident, turning into a corpse.

After successfully shooting an enemy, Yang Xingguo did not hesitate and continued to repeat the action just now, preparing to shoot the second enemy.

Of course, when he pulled the bolt, he did not forget to order loudly: "Brothers, the patrol battalion has nothing to fear, it is all two shoulders against one head, and one shot will still kill them......"

"Sharpshooter squad, as long as you think you have a sure enemy, shoot me directly...... If you can beat the fast gunner of the patrol battalion, you can beat the fast gunner of the patrol battalion......"

As soon as Yang Xingguo's order was issued, several gunshots rang out in the cottage defense line.

Obviously, a few of the best sharpshooters in the sharpshooter class have long been unable to bear it.

This time, the five bullets, including Yang Xingguo, actually had ordinary eyes, and directly drilled into the bodies of the soldiers of the five patrol battalions. What's more, four of the five soldiers of the patrol battalion who fell to the ground were the fast gunners of the patrol battalion that Yang Xingguo cared about the most.

However, the death of these people did not show any signs of retreat for the rest of the patrol battalion.

After all, there were more than 200 people in the patrol battalion, and the death of a few people was like a ripple on the water, which easily disappeared completely.

However, as the patrol battalion got closer and closer to the defense line, more and more sharpshooters on the cottage defense line, and even some cottage veterans who were sure of their marksmanship, joined the counterattack.

As a result, every step or two of the patrol battalion of more than 200 people advanced, some people fell in response to the sound and died on the way to attack.

Of course, these first to be attacked, without exception, were the fast gunners of the patrol battalion that posed the greatest threat to the cottage.

In the trench defended by Yangjiazhai, in the face of the officers and soldiers who kept falling to the ground on the battlefield, coupled with the continuous encouragement of the officers around him. The panic that gripped them finally stabilized.

As Wang Hu gave the order, more and more recruits began to stand up from the trenches, pull the rifle trigger at the officers of the patrol battalion who were getting closer and closer in front of the defense line, and shoot bullets.

Although the bullets they shoot are not very accurate because they are nervous, however, the bullets they shoot are very dense.

Even if only one of the ten rounds of bullets hits the dead mouse and hits the soldiers of the patrol battalion, dozens of recruits can shoot four or five enemies at the same time with one round of bullets.

Of course, the bullets fired by the attacking troops of the patrol battalion also began to work at this time.

The only thing that made Yang Xingguo feel fortunate was that under the special suppression and shooting of more than a dozen sharpshooters and veterans in the cottage, the fast gunners of the patrol battalion rarely had a chance to shoot the bullets in the chamber.

In addition, the trench dug by the cottage was deep enough, and more than 100 people in the cottage only exposed their heads and a little upper body from the trench. Even if the patrol battalion fired bullets and did not miss, it would be difficult for them to hit the target.

However, even so, in the trenches, there were still many recruits who were shot because they were not well concealed.

However, these recruits who were shot were sent out of the trench as soon as possible.

Not only ordinary bandits, but even Yang Xingguo, who kept pulling the trigger and shooting the enemy, didn't know how many casualties the cottage had in total.

Of course, the benefits of this to the cottage are self-evident.

Because you can't see death, you can't see injuries...... The remaining bandit recruits in the trenches, whose morale had finally stabilized, were on the verge of collapse, although they continued to fluctuate.

Although the performance of the recruits made Yang Xingguo can't help but breathe a sigh of relief. However, the increasingly bad battle situation on the battlefield made Yang Xingguo's relaxed heart tense again.

There were too many people in the patrol battalion to participate in the attack, although the bandits in Yangjiazhai used their fastest speed to shoot bullets forward.

However, the dense bullets still did not stop the offensive of the patrol battalion.

At this moment, the attacking troops of the patrol battalion were still more than 50 meters away from the trench, and the officers and men of the patrol battalion of more than 200 men had only lost more than 100 people after a full battle.

The remaining more than 100 patrol battalion soldiers, as long as there is no accident, continue to attack in one go.

In a maximum of ten seconds, more than 70 patrol battalion soldiers will successfully fill the trench.

At that time, even if he and Wang Hu joined forces to block them with pistols, they would not be able to avoid the recruits under their command from fighting them at close range.

A group of recruits who had never even seen bayonets engaged in hand-to-hand combat with officers and men of the patrol battalion armed with broadswords and other cold weapons......

"We must find a way to block the attack of the patrol battalion, and it is best to defeat them and defeat them directly on the battlefield......" This is the only thought in Yang Xingguo's heart at this moment.

And just when Yang Xingguo frowned, thinking about this question.

Zhang Shanlin, the leader of the reconnaissance squad who was not yet equipped with a rifle, his eyes lit up, and he reminded......

"Big boss, we still have five explosives bags, do you want to send two ...... to the patrol battalion in front of us?"

Yang Xingguo's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked: "Is the catapult arranged, can we use it now, we don't have much time to prepare......

After getting Zhang Shanlin's affirmation, Yang Xingguo ordered very decisively: "Then what are you doing?" Immediately pack ...... with explosives"

Soon, a ten-pound bag of explosives passed over everyone's heads at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After just a few seconds of flight, it smashed directly into the middle of more than a hundred soldiers of the patrol battalion.