Chapter XI. Black guns
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With a pop, the steel knife entered the neck, and another German soldier fell down unwillingly holding his throat, although there were still bullets left in the Mauser rifle in his hand, but when facing the ghostly Li Cunyi and Shang Yunxiang's master and apprentice, there was no chance to shoot.
This kind of three-three system, the advantage of the squad in the street battle with the warriors, was greatly weakened.
"The gunfire stopped for a long time, and the foreign devils also dispersed the queue and began to rob from house to house, and Cheng Shibo was afraid that he was already ......"
Looking at the sadness on Shang Yunxiang's face, Li Cunyi's heart was unconsciously agitated, he knew that it was too late, but after so many years of brotherhood, how could he bear not to see the last face?
With a slight twist of the wrist, the blood stains on the steel knife fell into the dust like iron wires, and Li Cunyi said with a gloomy expression: "Even your uncle's skills can't resist that foreign gun, and my generation of martial artists is really going to decline......"
"Master......"
Li Cunyi waved his hand, "Brother for more than 20 years, I want to see him for the last time, you go back first to arrange for the brothers and sisters to leave the capital with the fool Er, the inner city of the national capital has been reduced to this, and it is useless to fight hard, if I can't come back, you will go to all parts of the south in the future to spread the branches and leaves, and spread the incense of our northern faction, the national disaster is at the head, even if there is one more person who practices martial arts to resist, it is good......"
"Master? It's come to this, let's fight out of the capital together......"
"Go, the country is not divided into north and south, this shape and gossip do not have to stick to the door, we must pass on the spirit of our martial arts, and let those foreign devils know that the men of our Great Qing Kingdom are not ...... of the wrong species"
Quietly patted Shang Yunxiang's shoulder, the old man who was over half a hundred years old turned around and disappeared into the slightly flooding night, but the words left behind made Shang Yunxiang, who had always been firm-minded, a little in a trance, and after hesitating for a while, the man with iron feet and steel fists stomped his feet, and still chased in the direction where the master disappeared......
At the same time, a thin figure carefully wandered in the cobweb-like alley, although the priest's robe he was wearing allowed him to deceive two groups of German soldiers, but the Chinese people on the road with swords in their hands also made Yang Meng still dare not be careless, while listening to the surrounding movements, while taking advantage of the terrain to hide and hide in the run.
On the ground in the distance, two foreign devils were lying in a pool of blood, and seeing the bare wounds on the devil's throat and heart, Yang Meng's face relaxed slightly: "Senior Brother Hao's Xingyi big gun has actually been practiced to such an extent, even the musket combining hardwood and metal has been broken one after another, but I don't know where Senior Brother Cheng and they have run now......
Days of intensive training, so that Yang Meng Sanda and Muay Thai have successfully integrated into his boxing, but in the end he has not experienced this kind of absolute actual combat test, let alone a head-on conflict with foreign guns, thinking of the evaluation of firearms in this era in later generations, the more apprehension in his heart became, seeing that there was no one around, he simply touched his hand on the Mauser gun next to the corpse, and slightly clumsily pulled the bolt.
Click......
A yellow bullet was pushed into the chamber, Yang Meng hid by the wall alertly, trying to recall the posture of holding the gun and the essentials of the action of raising the gun to shoot.
Although I have played many field gunfight games in my previous life, it is just **, and its recoil and the weight of the firearm are not the same, but even if shooting with a gun is very rusty for Yang Meng, it is much more reassuring than holding two daggers like this and rushing up to fight hand-to-hand with the devil with a musket.
A veteran otaku with a strong sense of understanding and adventurous spirit, he has a deep understanding of the cruelty of this era, and when he heard the footsteps of Suo Suo in front of him, his face couldn't help but become nervous again, and he gently picked up the Mauser gun in his hand and lightly disappeared into the alley next to him.
A foreign devil in a black tuxedo walked among six or seven soldiers, and from his expression, there was both a fierce eagerness to try, and a hint of concern, and behind them, there were bursts of broken footsteps and shouts, which sounded like a rare advantage.
Seeing the 'tuxedo' take out a black shell gun from his waist very covertly, Yang Meng's eyes suddenly opened, and then he quietly moved his body back again, and gently held the Mauser gun on his waist, but he didn't have the slightest idea of directly shooting the cold gun.
Yang Meng knew that for people who had never fired a gun, at a distance of tens of meters, the accuracy was basically the same as fighting in the sky, and for this kind of barge gun that could only be used at the officer level, Lie faintly felt a threat in his heart, but the dozen or so martial arts people who rushed out of the alley made him faintly hold the idea of being a 'yellow sparrow' in his heart.
"The little devil in black is the murderer of Cheng Ye, and if it is a master, he will kill him......"
More than a dozen men with knives stained with blood on their bodies, running and jumping on the street corners like raccoon cats, judging from their footwork, Yang Meng felt that he was stronger than himself, and the seemingly messy impact routes all contained a strong murderous and masculine blood, and the bloodstained long knives pointed directly at the 'tuxedo' under the protection of the devil soldiers.
Bang bang......
Although the devil team couldn't stop retreating, the foreign guns in their hands were whistling wildly, seeing three or four bloody men folded on the way to charge, and the eyes of the few martial arts people behind them unconsciously showed a light of righteousness.
Andre's face was slow, but the barge gun in his hand quickly burst into action, this 'box gun' that was imitated in the War of Resistance against Japan, for today's people, it is simply an artifact for home travel, killing people, seeing that two more men fell in a blink of an eye, Yang Meng finally couldn't help but raise the barrel of the gun in the back.
Bang......
What do you rely on to walk the rivers and lakes?
Luck!
Yang Meng's luck was very hot, and this tentative shot to the devil's chest directly shot the handsome guy Jin next to him in the head, and at the same time made the team that had restored their morale fall into fear.
For these invaders, even the most powerful martial artists can hardly resist the combo of foreign guns, but what worries them the most is that at some point, these barbaric and backward Qing warriors have actually learned how to use Mauser guns.
The most hateful thing is that those who learn to fight are all black guns!
The arc-shaped defensive formation was suddenly divided into front and back two-way shooting, considering that the threat of the black guns was far greater than that of these knife-wielding Qing boxers, Andre unconsciously followed the other two soldiers, and opened fire and searched for the rear.
What made Andre depressed was that although Yang Meng's marksmanship was not very good, under the influence of the CS and cross-fire that prevailed in later generations, his tactical awareness was far beyond the understanding of this era......
Bang......
With the previous experience, Lie's crosshair has improved slightly, and although this time the bullet did not hit the target, it passed through the devil's waist well, and in the blink of an eye, he fell to the ground with another wail and lost his combat power.
A cold sweat broke out on Andrei's forehead, as an elite-level spy, his instinctive instinct for danger was far from ordinary, he would not have thought that the guy who shot the black gun was just a rookie with shit luck, but instead raised the threat of his opponent to the same level as himself.
Yang jerked the bolt of the gun, calmly waiting for the opponent to panic, although there was still a bullet in the magazine, he didn't believe that he would be so lucky, instead of crookedly exposing his short feet, it was better to keep the threat like this, as much as possible to deter the opponent into panic.
Yang Meng was right.
Under the shock of this elusive black gun, the remaining German soldiers suddenly lost their heads in a panic, and in the case of a series of missed shots, they were in a scuffle with the five or six Wumen men wielding long knives in a blink of an eye.
The Qing people, who had just been killed by foreign devils like targets, looked like deadly tigers after getting close, and before Andre could shoot them with a shell gun, the three unlucky soldiers had become shields in front of them.
Looking at the soldiers' constantly twitching corners of their mouths and bleeding wounds, Andre became more and more jealous......
Bang bang......
Thinking of the huge threat behind him, Andre's eyes flashed, and he shot directly at the hostages and opponents, killing his comrades and killing several careless warriors......
Bang......
This time, Yang Meng finally swung his marksmanship normally and shot the bullet at Andre's feet......
"Shit ......"
Just when Andre's heart tightened, and then he scolded in a cold sweat, the martial arts man who fell in a pool of blood suddenly bounced in the air, kicked the shell gun in Andrei's hand At the same time, the bloody long knife in his hand was also thrown out with all his might......
Poof......
There was silence in the alley, and Yang Meng quietly jumped off the wall with tears in his eyes......