Chapter 72: The momentum of the bandits

"Boom ·····"

After receiving the order from the mountain artillery, Sun Da unequivocally immediately commanded the mortar squad, and fifty grenades were thrown down the mountain like scattered flowers. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Delicious!! Little guys, follow me!! ”

As soon as the mountain cannon raised the box cannon in his hand, wanting to take the lead, the bandit on the side jumped directly on the skis and slid down with a big board axe.

"Nima, second child, this product is definitely the same ancestor as you!" The mountain cannon scolded angrily and did not receive a response, and when he looked back, the second child had already disappeared, and in the team that quickly slid down in front of him, there were obviously several figures carrying a big sniper.

The mountain artillery was no longer able to complain, and the horses behind him screamed one by one and rushed down on the skis, as for the handmaiden, this time he did not act with the mountain artillery, but crossed the Yichun Forest Farm one step in advance, and scattered around to investigate the news, or solve the small group of bandits.

The devils in the forest farm were still hiding in the trenches in the white army, and they didn't know what they were guarding against all day.

When the grenade fell, they all fell down on their stomachs, and no one even cared about the heavy machine guns!

The debut of the brave bandits was perfect, and the more than 200 people who charged down successfully slid to the foot of the mountain while the devil was dodging the grenade, and miraculously not a single one died! A group of large people raised their axes and jumped directly into the trenches.

Even if the three hundred devils hid in the trenches, in the face of the carpet grenade bombardment, they still suffered heavy casualties, and in the battlefield filled with gunsmoke, some mud buried the devils under the white army.

Fifty grenades, covering a trench of less than three hundred meters, is already considered a waste, that's five hundred dollars! The dense craters almost connected the city, and the heavy machine guns that were blown into parts were a little distressing to see the mountain artillery.

The dodging devil didn't expect the enemy to come so quickly, and was just about to get up and pick up his rifle to shoot, when he was stunned to find that he was facing a big plate axe with a handle!

Didn't the people of China use a large-bladed red tassel gun? When did you switch to a slab axe? Their thin body, can they move?

This is the last thought of many devils before their heads are split before they can see the enemy clearly!

The mountain cannon can be regarded as having seen the ferocity of the bandits, no, it can no longer be expressed by ferocity, but violence!

The five-inch-wide axe, driven by a two-foot-long metal rod, chops and chops, pushes clouds and pieces of support, and all kinds of postures are dazzled by the bandits. Death when touched, death next to death, for a time, the 300-meter trench completely became a slaughterhouse.

The 38 canopy with the bayonet installed is indeed quite long, although it is an inch long and an inch strong, but in this trench less than 1.5 meters wide, carrying a spear of 2 meters is completely looking for death.

Even the devil with a rifle is resisted by the axe, and besides, the bandits are equipped with two axes! With one block and one cut, the wooden barrel was immediately scrapped, and even worse, the metal barrel was also cut off.

The howling bandits completely frightened the devils. With a height of 1.8 meters and a rich beard, as well as big eyes like copper bells, the chest hair exposed from the neckline, and the thick arms that rolled up the sleeves, it was the door god who had just pasted the wooden door of the Zhina!

"Mom····· Run·····"

"I'm going home, I don't want to fight!!"

"Ahhhh Ghost, door god·····"

"Grandpa spares his life, don't fight, don't fight!!"

When a thousand horses came up with box cannons, the devils who were powerless to resist were already scattered, and the remaining thirty or so people all fell to the ground crying and crying.

And the bandits, who were almost unharmed, looked at the survivors with a slight gasp, their eyes were red, and some even licked the blood splashing from the corners of their mouths, as if they still had some unfinished feelings.

"Master, do you want to stay? My big axe is still hungry! The thief covered in blood, threw the axe to a minion beside him, grabbed the neck of a devil with one hand, and picked it up from the ground violently, the devil who pinched the arm with exposed muscles rolled his eyes again and again, I don't know if he was scared or suffocated, the little devil tilted his head and stopped moving, "Hey, dead?!" So timid? ”

The thieves seemed to have found some fun toys, and just wanted to catch another one, but found that all the Qi brushes in front of them had fallen to the ground, and the ones behind were hiding in horror.

On the battlefield of the unilateral slaughter, the smoke of gunpowder mixed with the heat of blood formed a blue-gray mist, which could not be dispersed for a long time even if it was blowing a dry and cold breeze.

Ignoring the bandits, he walked over to a devil and switched to the Japanese option, "Where's your big army?" ”

"Go····· Go..." The devil trembled and just spit out two words, and a stream of white foam came out of his mouth, and then fainted on the ground.

"Grass, it's not poisoned?!"

"Master, this is scared to death!" The second child probed the devil's snort, and looked at the original thirty captives, but now there are only eleven people left!

The mountain cannon didn't ask any more questions, got up and lit a cigarette, and sighed leisurely: "When did the devil become so timid?" ”

"Hey, master, all plugged in?" The bandit took the axe from the minions, and the two iron guys rubbed against each other twice, looking bloodthirsty at the rest of the devils.

Just one glance, three more devils trembled and twitched.

The mountain artillery is a little suspicious that this bandit appendage has other characteristics, except that he is covered in blood, and some of them are like Zhong Kui in a big red robe, which seems to be no different from everyone? Could it be that the appendages are more hanging than the main army?

Solve the remaining devils, the Xiangma army continues to go south, and the mountain artillery is to collect everything that can be sold in the forest farm into the system, and the three-light policy must be implemented, but it can't be sloppy!

I don't know if it was because the devil's army left in a hurry, or if it was an arsenal itself, just a field artillery, and more than a dozen were sold by mountain artillery. It is a pity that the mountain artillery did not see the armored vehicles and tanks of the last time.

There are more than 1,000 rifles, but there are only 100 38 big covers, and the rest are all Liao-made 13-year-old 79 rifles, which made the mountain artillery angrily scolded Zhang Softer again.

In the face of the M1 Garand automatic rifle, these bolts have fallen too far behind, and the price of the system has dropped again and again, and now the recovery of one can no longer catch up with the money for killing a devil.

The mountain cannon wanted to take it away and sell it to the bandits, but after looking at the powerful ringing horse, he gritted his teeth and threw it into the system with the bullets.

The heavy machine gun has long been activated, and it is useless, the grenadier devil is still not improved, and the firing range of a hundred meters is a waste in the face of a mortar of seven hundred meters.

Barbed wire and railroad tracks are the same thing, you can't sell them if you don't put them together, and the wood house system doesn't want it at all, and it's not even wood!

After collecting and picking up, after obtaining more than 100,000 yuan, the mountain artillery let the second child set a fire, and the snow was everywhere, and he was not afraid of burning the large and small Xing'an Mountains like later generations.

After a long time, the Yichun Forest Farm was quiet again, and under the thick smoke from the burning tide wood, a devil dressed in a white military quilt crawled out of the soft soil, looking at the stumps everywhere, and the burning camp, as if he was crazy, he crawled and ran into the distance with a wail.

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