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Two days later, one morning, the space-time tourists on the ship "Qionghai 207" encountered their first attack since they came to the Ming Dynasty, an attack by the Ming government army.

It was about five or six o'clock in the morning, and according to modern habits, they had just gotten up, and dozens of young men who had stayed in the compound of the "green zone" in the county town had just climbed out of their sleeping bags -- since the ship had re-launched into the sea, the bunks in the cabins must have been more comfortable, so most of them preferred to return to the ship to sleep at night. There were a lot fewer people left in the compound.

Everyone gathered next to the only well in the yard, brushing their teeth and washing their faces, and Liu Mingqiang, the little fat man who was in charge of putting the last guard last night, yawned and went to open the door, ready to go to bed after doing this.

I took down the latch and just opened the corner door a crack, when a shiny spear tip suddenly inserted outside the door, and the little fat man only had time to shout:

“**…… Oh my god......! ”

An iron spear had stabbed him in the stomach, knocking him to the ground on his back.

The small door was kicked open with a bang, and more than a dozen groups of men in armor brandished bright swords and spears and were about to pour in. Everyone in the courtyard was stunned for a while, and they quickly jumped up and rushed into the house to get a gun, and they didn't know what was going on at all.

However, there was one person who reacted differently, it was Wang Haiyang! I saw him throw the basin casually, strode towards the door, and touched his waist as he walked...... Brother Xiao Wang is fierce, he even carries a guy to sleep! You must know that most of the people in the yard are still shirtless at this time!

With a "bang", the imitation 54-style fire in Wang Haiyang's hand was fired, only one shot, and half of the head of a man who rushed in first on the opposite side exploded, and blood splashed everywhere, as if he was using a sledgehammer to break a watermelon with all his might.

"Bang", the second gunshot rang out, and another unlucky guy was shot in the chest, and there was a small hole in the front that didn't show anything powerful, but a bloody hole the size of a sea bowl exploded behind it, and internal organ fragments immediately splattered out of it, rushing at the people behind him.

"Ah............h

Despite the language barrier, the cries of humans in fear are easy to understand. And just when the few people behind were cowering and didn't dare to move forward because of fear, Wang Haiyang had already strode to the door, and with a hook of his instep, the shotgun that was thrown on the ground by Liu Mingqiang jumped into his hand. The young man assumed the governor's classic pose, clicked the handguard and loaded it, and then fired a shot at the crowd in front of him.

Flesh and blood flying!

This was the only adjective Pang Yu could think of afterwards, when he had already rushed out of the house and had a large shotgun in his hand, but after seeing the consequences of Wang Haiyang's shot, he didn't have the courage to point the gun at the opposite crowd again, even if they were enemies.

-- The lethality of modern weapons is simply too great. Wang Ruobin, the black hand, likes to pirate famous guns from all over the world, he boasted that this copycat Remington M870 is more powerful than the original, Pang Yu didn't take it seriously, but now it seems that this guy doesn't seem to brag.

One shot went down, and more than a dozen men on the opposite side fell a small half on the spot. But these people are obviously outlaws, and the remaining seven or eight people are covered in blood, and one guy is even blind in one eye, and he actually rushes up with a knife at the muzzle of the gun!

Wang Haiyang was stunned, not that he was afraid, but it was strange that these Ming Dynasty people were really bold, and after seeing the power of the shotgun with their own eyes, they dared to hit the muzzle directly. You must know that even if modern people are pointed at this gun, they can only squat down obediently with their heads in their hands.

But then everyone realized that these guys just didn't understand at all. All firearms in the Ming Dynasty could only be fired once, so these people also thought that Wang Haiyang had to reload after a shot, and it was safe to rush forward.

Their judgment can't be said to be incorrect, the single-barreled musket does need to be reloaded, but this group of dirt buns probably never expected the process of loading this gun to be so fast - as soon as the handguard was pulled, there was a click, and an empty No. 12 shell with green smoke flew out, and Wang Haiyang sneered and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the front again.

There was another boom, this time only two were knocked down due to the distance, but these two people were so badly wounded that they were killed on the spot without even screaming, and blood was spraying like a colander everywhere in their bodies, and the remaining few people were stunned at once.

It's so powerful that it can shoot continuously (of course, they haven't seen a submachine gun that really shoots continuously, and it's impossible to even imagine.) What a horrible firearm!

No matter what these Ming Dynasty people thought in their hearts, the shotgun in Wang Haiyang's hand sounded mercilessly for the third time, followed by the fourth time......

The Remington M870 has a magazine capacity of seven rounds.

There was no fifth shot, the first four shots knocked over a dozen people, and the remaining three or four screamed and turned around and still escaped from the corner gate, Wang Haiyang didn't chase it, but just went over to close the wooden door and re-put on the latch.

Outside the gate of the county warehouse, about ten armed men wearing the costumes of Ming Dynasty soldiers were blocking the door, waiting for the first wave of warriors to open the gate. The first batch of more than ten people rushed in, each of whom had four or five lives in his hands, and the most were fierce and brave warriors.

However, when they rushed in through the corner gate, they heard a loud ping-pong sound inside, and then only three alive, one head and one body of flesh and blood, escaped as if they had seen the most terrible demons and monsters, and even their own people could not be distinguished, and the weapons in their hands had long been abandoned, and they ran away screaming and screaming.

One of them is still a team leader, who kills people without blinking on weekdays, and is known as "ghost sorrow", but at this time, his face is pale and his legs are weak, and he doesn't even know the hundreds of households who led the team to ask about the situation, and he only wants to drill into the alley outside. But he was held hostage by several pro-soldiers and couldn't move.

The hundred household officials were furious, and the two slaps made the man's mouth and nose bleed, but when he wanted to ask more, he found that the other party was paralyzed, his eyes were straight, and his pants were wet, and he was scared stupid. This state of affairs is definitely not able to ask anything, but it has already made hundreds of households quite suspicious.

What kind of person is here who can scare the fiercest brave man under his command like this?

His question was quickly answered—only a moment later, before the hundred household officials could decide whether to continue the attack or retreat, the county warehouse gate took the initiative to open again, but this time it was the front gate, and after the gate was opened, no demons rushed out, but there were four or five big men standing in a row, wearing strange full-face helmets, and even covering their eyes.

As a soldier, the attention of the hundred household officials is, of course, mainly on the weapons in the hands of the opponent. According to the information I heard beforehand, the weapon used by these "short-haired widows" seems to be a kind of firearms, but what is surprising is that they do not carry any sharp blades other than firearms.

The army of the Ming Dynasty still attaches great importance to firearms, the Beijing division has a special musket unit Shenji battalion, and the number of firearms in the local troops is also quite a lot, but no officer will expect to rely entirely on firearms to fight the enemy, the efficiency of this thing in actual combat is too low, it takes a long time to fill the gunpowder on the gun after a sound, and once face-to-face, even the burning stick is not as good - and these enemies in front of them actually plan to rely on firearms to fight close combat?

The officials of the hundred households didn't have time to be happy, and the guns rang out on the opposite side, and more than a dozen people were immediately knocked down here. Four or five guns put down more than a dozen people in one round, which was definitely a very terrifying lethality, but Baihu felt relieved for a while - this round was passed, and there were still more than eighty people left on his side, rushing up together to split the corpses!

Just as he was about to give the order, the second and third rounds of gunfire rang out one after another, and the team here was completely disrupted at once, and Baihu himself was also stunned, and he vaguely understood what happened to those people who rushed in just now, but it was too late.

The four or five people did not rush out, just blocked the steps of the door, condescendingly poured firepower into the Ming officers and soldiers gathered in front of the county warehouse, the distance between the two sides was only twenty or thirty meters, the Ming army naturally tried desperately to rush up to hand-to-hand combat, but it just couldn't rush forward, not to mention rushing forward, even those officers and soldiers who stood in place and did not fall down in time, or fled backwards along a straight line were also beaten to pieces, the guns in the hands of those people did not need to be loaded at all, as long as they shook their hands after each shot, and then it can spew out that terrifying deadly white smoke.

There were also people who shot arrows at them, but their heads were completely obscured by heavy helmets, and there was not even a gap, and although they were not armoured, the strange coats were so thick that feathered arrows could not penetrate them. Originally, the bow and arrow can only play a harassing role on the battlefield, the so-called "three arrows are worth a knife, three knives are worth a stab", the climate on Hainan Island is hot and humid, the bow is small and soft, and its lethality is even lower and pitiful, even if it is a poisonous arrow, it must be able to hurt people first.

After four or five rounds of continuous firing, the Ming army was completely defeated. Including the officials of the hundred households, as long as they can still move, they will no longer care about 3721 and turn around and run away. People reacted the fastest in a crisis, and these Ming troops scattered like a nest of flies really greatly increased the success rate of escaping - after all, there were only four or five people over there, and even if one person chased all the way, he couldn't take care of it.

In fact, at this time, the firepower of the crossing side is not very sufficient, and there are only two authentic copycat versions of Remington M870 with a bomb capacity of seven rounds, or Wang Ruobin did it "over there", and it was seized together as incriminating evidence, and it was nothing more than re-equipped with No. 12 shotgun here. The remaining few are all simple substitutes pieced together by Wang Ruobin after he came here using the remaining materials, some are double-barreled and double-bullets, and they will be reloaded after the four shots are fired, and there are a few underworld versions of five consecutive shots, and the rest are all pirated May Fourth. Of course, Wang Haiyang still has five or six semi-automatic ones on hand, which can be used as a machine gun when necessary, but the bullets are also very limited.

It's a pity that no one in the Ming Dynasty army found out about this, and even the Baihu official who could calmly observe the enemy at the beginning fled for his life - he was hiding behind at the beginning, and when the front meat shields all fell, this Baihu Lord only had the share of a girl. Before he fled, the only impression left on him by the enemy was that he was powerful! It's so powerful!

Of course, this also has something to do with the firepower configuration of the traversal. Since Pang Yu mentioned everyone's actual military literacy that day, Tang Jian Xie Xi and others did have an in-depth discussion on this issue. The gun is not something that can be used when you get it, and if you suddenly put a pistol in the hands of the military blind, the probability of hitting yourself is definitely more than fifty percent, let alone accidentally injuring your companion. But for a while, there were not too many bullets for everyone to practice their hands, so it was finally decided: usually when someone goes out, you can bring a small pistol to strengthen your courage, but when you really fight, try to gather the gun in the hands of people with actual shooting experience, and let them give full play to the power of the musket.

Here's how it worked in this actual battle: everyone concentrated all the heavy equipment, including long-barreled guns, motorcycle helmets, canvas denim jackets, and sweaters soaked in water, on five or six people, and cobbled together an elite commando team in an extreme time to let them go to the door to sweep. The rest of the personnel were only responsible for helping to reload the bullets and monitoring the surrounding walls to prevent anyone from climbing in. Those five or six commandos all had a history of joining the army, and they were very skilled in shooting and shooting, and they didn't seem to have any psychological burden on killing.

Although the Ming army fled, in order to prevent them from coming back after regrouping, Wang Haiyang still led the six-person commando team to pursue all the way, of course, he did not disperse, he stared at the back of the largest group of people's buttocks, and fired a shot to scare and scare if the front ran slowly, this trick worked very well, those Ming troops ran like rabbits from beginning to end, and they didn't even dare to turn their heads, and those who couldn't run knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. Of course, Wang Haiyang didn't have time to capture the prisoner at this time, so he only stared at the fleeing officer and chased after him, and he must completely collapse the other party's establishment.

The last group ran up the wall, and in desperation they all jumped off the wall, and the pursuit of the commandos ended there. In fact, the earthen wall is only more than four meters high, and it is not even two floors, so it can't hurt anything if you really jump. But on the one hand, Wang Haiyang didn't want anyone to accidentally sprain his ankle, after all, the commandos were dressed very bulkyly; On the other hand, Pang Yutongguò, who was staying in the compound, sent a message on the walkie-talkie, saying that the beach had also been attacked and that the commando team should rush back immediately to rescue.

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