As Zhang Wenxuan expected, the natives who had already killed the red-eyed would definitely not give up because of the defeat of a surprise attack. They are like a pack of wolves that smell blood, and after being stabbed by a hunter, they do not flinch, but lick their wounds and look at the hunter in the distance, looking for an opportunity to pounce again.

To say that Zhang Wenxuan is not nervous, it is impossible, there are less than 30 people under him who are not injured, and most of them have no ammunition for half of the base number of rifles. Although his subordinates are trained, but the vast majority of them are also on the battlefield for the first time, although the level of the mob on the opposite side is more watery, but it is better than the number of people, and I don't know if it is to kill the red eye or some other reason, in the case of lying down at least 100 people, they still do not retreat!! Looking at the thugs of more than 200 people opposite, Zhang Wenxuan was very bottomless. What is even more worrying is that the Mauser rifle used by the other side is obviously the standard equipment of the Dutch colonial army. Does this mean that the Dutch are ready to make a move against the 2nd Beiyang Naval Division? If that's the case, I'm afraid things will be difficult!!

"Lord Zhang, a few more gangs of thugs are coming. After they were repelled by the Green Cannon and the Mountain Cannon from elsewhere, they began to move this way, and our position was too prominent!! A scout came running up to him.

"Let's go. If this continues, if the thugs come, they won't be able to leave. A small leader said anxiously.

"We're gone, what are they going to do?? Why don't we let those unarmed people cut off the queen for us? Are you still a gentleman? Zhang Wenxuan heard this. Without saying a word, he punched the little boss on all fours.

Silence, a chilling silence. looked at the Chinese team that was still dragging their families and slowly moving forward not far away, and then looked at the group of thugs on the opposite side who had already killed red eyes and might rush up again at any time. Zhang Wenxuan and his subordinates felt a trace of despair in their hearts. Retreat, definitely not, if you don't say anything else, you can't spare yourself. And if you don't withdraw and fight to the death, it is obviously not something that these people who are soldiers who just want to eat can do it. Beiyang soldiers are very clear about what is su zhì Zhang Wenxuan.

In this dilemma, suddenly a group of soldiers came running around a corner, and each of them was carrying a box, a pipe, and a tripod. When Zhang Wenxuan got closer, he found that they had actually dismantled a Maxine machine gun and moved it over.

"What are you doing here? Just a few of you use it? Zhang Wenxuan was not happy when he saw the 10 or so people who came over, but scolded him. In his opinion, if there are no more dozens of people, this kind of refueling tactic will not be able to deal with the combined charge of several groups of thugs that are coming.

"Master Zhang, just look at it, with this thing, don't be afraid of a few hundred more people." An officer with a Beijing accent said nonchalantly, and then with a wave of his hand, his soldiers immediately connected the machine gun mount, barrel and ammunition box. At the same time, a bulletproof steel plate was added to the front of the machine gun.

"Does this thing work?" Zhang Wenxuan said suspiciously.

"You don't know, this thing is harder than artillery. Just now, a few buddies used this thing to kill people in an alley. The officer said as he wiped the sweat from his head with his hand. This bullet is like rain, you just look at the man, one by one. ”

"What do you mean by a Hutong person?" Zhang Wenxuan said with some confusion. The officer didn't answer, because 3 minutes later, he told Zhang Wenxuan with the facts, what is a Hutong person!!

"Grandson, come to Grandpa." Looking at the swarming thugs, the officer was not scared at all, but shouted excitedly!! A few seconds later, a long whip of bullets slammed into the charging crowd. It was accompanied by the popping of bullets into the flesh and the mob screaming in horror, not knowing whether it was groaning or panicking. A gap was cut in the attacking crowd. Individual clever men tried to hide behind the latter wall of the wooden door, but powerful machine-gun bullets ignored these so-called bunkers. Tongue of fire lightly. A few spots of scarlet erupt from the bunker. In less than three minutes, the officer had emptied three 250-round canvas chains. And what about the situation on the other side? How so? It's really a dead alley person. The corpses really blocked the road!! …,

"This is the so-called one-alley people?!" Zhang Wenxuan understood what this sentence meant. In less than 3 minutes, he disintegrated an attack of the other party and killed more than 100 people, this kind of thing Zhang Wenxuan had never even thought of before.

"This thing is good, but it's too heavy and too bullet-consuming." The officer leaned over and said.

"Head, the water is gone." Just then, a soldier said as he removed the cooling bucket of his Maxine machine gun.

"Also, it's too water-consuming, and this jar of water is more than 10 catties." The officer continued. "Which one you and the second dog hurry up and change the water."

"It's gone. I'm in a hurry, where can I find water? The soldier said, bowing his head.

"Ugh." The officer was stunned for a moment, then patted his thigh and jumped to his feet and said, "Whoever wants convenience, hurry up." Pee all here! As he spoke, he pointed to the unloaded cooling water cylinder. Then Zhang Wenxuan and others witnessed the first collective urination on the battlefield in the history of the Qing Dynasty!! The spectacle of the scene amazed the enemies who were a few hundred meters away from each other. I was stunned there for a long time. Zhang Wenxuan and the officer looked at the officer who urinated in the bucket and looked at the thug not far away who was ready to rush up at any time. This does not stop until the cooling urinal is fully filled and then pressed again.

After this retreat, the thugs waited for half an hour to reorganize the next wave of charges, after all, there was a lesson ahead. The group of people who went up just now were all reimbursed in less than 3 minutes, "The Qing people have demonic weapons. We can't die in vain! When a native, who was later captured, was asked why the next offensive had not been launched, he said this in trepidation. However, under the reprimand of the leader, these masters, who were just about to fight with red eyes, slowly moved forward after a hastily organized it. Although this time a lot of caution, the team is also dispersed a lot, but under the point fire of the Maxine machine gun, there are still heavy casualties, a short burst of 5 rounds can accurately say that an indigenous person is beaten into a blood gourd, and a long burst of 20 to 30 rounds can sweep down a few thugs who suddenly jumped out and were ready to fight to the death, looking at the machine gun next to him that spewed out tongues of fire from time to time, Zhang Wenxuan found for the first time that fighting can be so comfortable. He and his brothers around him can actually light a bag of dry tobacco and take a few puffs.

In this way, the thugs who had already been killed by the machine gun fire hastily ended the battle and disengaged, while Zhang Wenxuan and others returned to the vicinity of the landing site with their safety belts thanks to the Maxine machine gun. Looking at the brothers who had experienced the war and the Chinese who had some scars on their bodies to thank him from time to time, Zhang Wenxuan was proud of what he had done for the first time, did not abandon his brothers, and did not let the civilians suffer too much harm. Zhang Wenxuan watched a group of Chinese people get on the boat. I was finally relieved that the battle here was over, but things had just begun for the Beiyang and Dutch colonial authorities!!