Because of the urgency of time, Yang Xingguo did not give a specific explanation to Zhao Zhigang. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before Zhao Zhigang could ask what the opportunity was, Yang Xingguo had already spoken again: "The effective range of Lao Maozi's Mosin Nagant rifle can reach 600 meters, and ordinary people can already be called sharpshooters if they can hit targets more than 100 meters away...... I want to know, Brother Zhao, among those brothers under you, how far can you hit the target with the best marksmanship......"

Maybe he was too familiar with his subordinate brothers, Zhao Zhigang replied without thinking: "I can hit a fixed target two hundred meters away...... Among the dozens of brothers, there is another one who is from Orion, who is a sharpshooter and can hit a fixed target at a distance of 250 meters, and there is another who is the same as me, who can hit a fixed target at a distance of 200 meters......"

"Two 200 meters, one 250 meters, plus I can also hit a fixed target of 250 meters...... Four sharpshooters against Lao Maozi and one heavy machine gunner, it's enough......"

Hearing Yang Xingguo's words that he couldn't go to the store before and couldn't go to the village later, the puzzled expression on Zhao Zhigang's face became even stronger.

However, Yang Xingguo still did not give any explanation. Facing the subordinates who quickly gathered around him, he continued to order......

"There are a lot of old Maozi, so they can only attack from the front...... Therefore, I decided to put heavy machine guns, light machine guns, and fifty brothers, all in front, to meet the attack of Lao Maozi......"

"More than ten brothers in the reconnaissance team, one with two guns and enough ammunition, hid in those houses three hundred meters away from the main gate of the Zhou family...... In the courtyard of the Zhou family, as long as the sound of crane gun fire is heard, I will launch an attack on Lao Maozi's heavy machine gun position, take it down, and use it for my use......"

"When you go, stay with two brothers who can use heavy machine guns. After capturing the heavy machine gun, as long as it can be used, immediately turn the muzzle of the gun for me, strafe the main force of Lao Maozi, and kill and wound their troops as much as possible......"

"Brother Zhao, the rest of the brothers in your hands are guarding the back door...... The guard squad is responsible for patrolling the perimeter to prevent Lao Maozi from sneaking up on ......"

"As for Brother Zhao, the two sharpshooters and the two of us you just mentioned are guarding the main gate, specially dealing with the old Maozi heavy machine gun, so that the old Maozi heavy machine gun does not dare to approach us for two hundred and fifty meters......"

"In addition, I have to tell the brothers who are defending the main gate that in the first two rounds of Lao Maozi's attack, our heavy machine guns and light machine guns will not fire. Therefore, the brothers must pay attention to concealment in the battle, and don't be swept away by the old Maozi heavy machine gun......"

One and a half hours old, Lao Maozi's battalion of troops entered Yang Xingguo's field of vision as promised.

Facing a large area of old Maozi soldiers in front of him, Yang Xingguo could clearly feel that the atmosphere around him had become solidified before the battle had even begun.

What's more, many of the brothers' hands clenching their rifles have begun to tremble unconsciously.

Faced with this situation, before Yang Xingguo could speak, Zhao Zhigang reminded with an embarrassed face: "Brothers, stabilize me, we are all people who have died once, there is nothing to be afraid of...... Lao Maozi also carries a head on both shoulders, and a bullet still kills them......"

At this moment, Lao Maozi, who had advanced to less than two hundred meters away from the Zhou family's compound, obviously did not intend to give Yang Xingguo any extra time to prepare.

Before the heavy machine guns were in place, a platoon of old Maozi rushed towards everyone with rifles.

Obviously, this is the striker that Lao Maozi used to test his firepower.

For these dozens of old Maozi, Yang Xingguo can be said to be inevitable.

Without thinking about it, he opened his mouth and ordered: "The battalion commander of Lao Maozi is very cautious, but there is a cautious way of playing...... Today, we will use the lives of these dozens of old Maozi to tell them that on the battlefield, caution also needs to pay the price......"

"Inform the brothers, all of them stabilize me, my guns are silent, and no one can shoot in advance......"

After finishing, Yang Xingguo directly replaced the rifle in his hand with two Mauser pistols, loaded the bullets, and prepared to shoot.

Although Yang Xingguo did not explicitly say that he wanted to fight close combat with Lao Maozi's striker, Yang Xingguo's every move has proved everything.

Therefore, after seeing Yang Xingguo's series of actions, Zhao Zhigang on the side did not hesitate, and then replaced the rifle with a pistol, loaded the bullet, and was ready to shoot at any time.

Sure enough, thirty old Maozi rushed to a position seventy or eighty meters away from the courtyard wall, and Yang Xingguo did not have the slightest intention of shooting.

Just when Lao Maozi rushed forward dozens of meters again, everyone could already see Lao Maozi's face clearly.

Yang Xingguo's facial expression finally changed.

A trace of nervousness and seriousness before the battle quickly appeared on Yang Xingguo's face.

The two Mauser pistols in their hands slowly stretched out the courtyard wall in front of them.

When more than thirty old Maozi were still more than forty meters away from everyone, and it only took more than ten seconds to quickly rush in front of everyone, Yang Xingguo's serious face changed again.

A sneer quickly flashed away from Yang Xingguo's face. Then, the crisp sound of gunfire reached everyone's ears......

The sound of the gun was an order, and Zhao Zhigang on the side followed closely behind and pulled the trigger, firing the ten rounds of the magazine as fast as he could.

Then, he quickly changed to a rifle and shot the remnants of Lao Maozi who were still on the battlefield......

Three Mauser pistols that shoot thirty rounds in just a few seconds.

And in these few seconds, fifty riflemen, each fired at least one round.

And it was only at this time that Lao Maozi, who was suddenly attacked, reacted from the shock.

But after more than eighty bullets, how many people remain......

When Yang Xingguo and Zhao Zhigang changed into rifles respectively, among the more than 30 old Maozi who fell to the ground, there were only more than ten people left who could still move.

However, these more than ten old Maozi did not live long, and they were named one by one by several sharpshooters in the yard, including Yang Xingguo.

In the blink of an eye, I lost a platoon......

And his opponent, because the forward platoon was wiped out before he had time to counterattack, did not lose a single person......

There is no way to accept this old Maozi Major battalion commander. Even the exchange of fire just now has allowed him to see clearly the opponent's strength and exposed firepower.