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In Chalin County, there is nothing more sensational than making a big fuss in the county! After all, many people in this era have never even been to the county seat, and doing things here is enough to attract attention.

"Uncle Shi, I have already inquired clearly, and now there are seventy or eighty party members in the prison, just waiting for the order to shoot them once. In addition, the funds assessed by the counties and townships have already been received from the yamen, and preparations are being made to order a batch of arms. ”

Letting Yan Bosen call himself uncle was deliberately done by Qin Lang. Now the situation of the struggle is complicated, and if you are not careful, you will get into trouble, after all, the Kuomintang is not all wine bags and rice bags in the drama.

"You go down and rest first."

Qin Lang admired the young man in front of him very much.

Yan Bosen's father was proficient in mathematics and physics, if he hadn't been shot by the militia people, I am afraid that Qin Lang would have to run to win him over in person. Perhaps genetic, Yan Bosen is also very interested in mathematics and physics, but his dream is not to be a teacher.

"Uncle Shi, I want to fly."

"Daydreaming."

Of course, this wish would be mercilessly ridiculed by one ear, but Qin Lang was not polite, and sent the deaf man to the corner to rest with one kick.

"Don't listen to your master's illiterate, it's actually very simple for people to fly, in the West, manned planes are not a legend. Boy, remember Lao Tzu's words, as long as the power is enough, the bricks can go to the sky. ”

But at the moment there are no propellers, no internal combustion engines, these have to be fought for by guns and bullets in hand.

After exchanging opinions with his subordinates, Qin Lang rode a horse majestically into the gate of Chalin City, and several soldiers guarding the gate were so frightened that they hurriedly stood up and saluted.

Obediently, what kind of troops is this, not to mention the cavalry, the weapons on their backs are even more amazing. Even if it is the guards of Commander Tang Shenzhi Tang, I am afraid that they are not as well equipped as them. In addition to the gluttonous ten Mauser, there is also a rare submachine gun.

Qin Lang looked at the soldiers in front of him, but his eyes were full of mockery.

These people did not wear military hats, and their heads were shaved brighter than the other, and they probably didn't need to light the lamps when it was dark. What's even more outrageous is that there is also a silver badge hanging on the chest, on which is the word "Buddha" printed. One of the soldiers also wore his badge upside down.

"Great mercy, save people and save the world!"

Reading the words on the badge, Qin Lang laughed and laughed, this is the Eighth Army of the People's Army, the famous "Buddha Word Army" in history, and the freak produced by the melee of warlords in modern times.

"Look at what, don't make a way for the chief."

At this moment, an old lady on crutches tried to get out of the city, but was kicked by the soldiers guarding the gate and rolled on the ground.

The old lady tried to struggle to stand up, but as soon as she moved, black blood gushed out of her mouth and nose, and she had to lie on the ground, crying weakly:

"I can't see, the old woman is blind, beg the chief to spare her life!"

"You old beggar, you still rely on Lao Tzu."

The old lady fell at the door, blocking the road even more. The soldier who beat the man was angry with the smoke of the seven holes, and he took two steps forward and raised the butt of the gun and was about to smash it down.

"Bang!"

There was a crisp sound in his ears, and the whole person fell forward softly, and he was about to fall on the old lady.

The legs clamped the horse's belly hard, and the horse neighed and galloped. When he passed by the soldier, Qin Lang stretched out his hand and gave it fiercely, and with a slap on his bare head, the lifeless body flew sideways.

"We are the first division of the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army, and any of you who have been oppressed by the government, the official army, and the local tyrants and inferior gentry can go to Jinggangshan to appeal, and we will be the masters of your own house."

The people beside him knocked down the rest of the guards with a few shots, and followed Qin Lang to storm the city, shouting loudly while firing at the soldiers pouring out in all directions.

Naturally, it is not ordinary people who can enter the guard company, almost every gunshot has an enemy falling to the ground, and it will not be long before the county town is in chaos.

The people were so frightened that they ran around, and in order to avoid hurting the innocent, Qin Lang drove the horse into a courtyard and sent a squad of people to guard it. Then he led the rest of the people and charged towards the county office.

In addition to a company of men and horses guarding the tea forest, the Eighth Army also had people from the militia and the merchant group. The equipment of the latter two forces is uneven, with weapons ranging from the "Unicorn" made by the workshop to the "Lee Enfield", and the more ruthless is the "My Big Gold" carrying gun.

"Boom!"

Looking at the big hole in the wall, Qin Lang also felt a little weak.

Although the gun is an old antique, if you really want to be bombed, you don't have to be so troublesome to rescue, you can just find a piece of cloth to wrap it and bury it.

"Da-da-da-da."

Taking advantage of the other party's empty order to change ammunition, the "Thomson" in Qin Lang's hand spewed out a tongue of fire, and a hundred rounds of drums were good. It's a pity that I don't dare to smoke until now, otherwise I would have the demeanor of Fa Ge in SH Beach with one in my mouth.

The two militia members who were busy loading ammunition immediately turned into a colander, just looking at the black powder on the ground, Qin Lang was so frightened that he flew out of the small courtyard.

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, there was only a "buzzing" sound in the ears. Turning his head to look at the courtyard wall, Qin Lang was so frightened that he ran away.

One ear looked into the open gap with some doubts, only to find that it was full of all kinds of fireworks, and this was a fireworks warehouse for a long time.

"Okay, you unrighteous Qin Laohei, do you want to blow up Lao Tzu?"

"Brother, I'm too scared to forget."

The Thomson submachine gun is good at everything, but the rate of fire is too fast, and the "burst" has to be reloaded in a few seconds. As soon as Qin Lang pulled out the drum, he saw the figures of several soldiers of the People's Army. After throwing away the drum, he pulled out the ten Mauser inserted in his waist.

"Bang bang."

A shuttle passed, and four or five people fell on the opposite side. But the leader shouted:

"He's out of bullets, rush up, rush up."

The remaining militia immediately roared and pounced.

Qin Lang smiled coldly, threw away the ten-ring Mauser in his hand, and casually pulled out another one from his lower back.

"Bang bang."

The civilian army that rushed up was taken by surprise, and immediately overturned a few, and the rest hurriedly retreated, only to be killed by Thomson in one ear.

"Bastard, you wouldn't have shot earlier, trying to betray Lao Tzu?"

Qin Lang scolded as he loaded the bullet.

"Didn't hear, didn't hear."

One ear said with a smile.

Whether he didn't hear the gunshots or Qin Lang's words, only he knew.

The county government of Chalin City was in the middle of the city, and the remnants of the enemy fled into it, and then blocked the heavy wooden gate.

"Go to the fireworks store and get some barrels of gunpowder."

Qin Lang glanced at the wall of the high courtyard, turned his head and said to one of his subordinates. It took him less than two minutes to regret that the guy who ran there had made a dozen barrels, each of which was about the size of a gasoline barrel.

"Your special mother was originally from the second battalion?"

"Commander, how do you know?"

The soldier was puzzled.

"Because the second battalion will only produce mallets."

Qin Lang said angrily.

More than a dozen barrels of gunpowder exploded together, and half the street went to the sky. If this is really done, it will be a terrorist attack, and the people will probably turn around and run away when they see the Workers' and Peasants' Party in the future.

"Blow the door open with half a barrel, and I'll move the rest away."

The forehead was covered with sweat, but fortunately the people's army did not arrange a sharpshooter, otherwise the gunpowder would have been burst, and the guards would have to roast duck in the fireplace.

After the explosion of "boom", the heavy door panel became chopping wood, and a few unlucky ghosts who wanted to hide behind and shoot black guns immediately became flying supermen. But when it landed, it was miserable, and they were all flattened.

One ear was about to rush in, but Qin Lang grabbed him, and sure enough, he saw a figure, and the door was dusty with various bullets.

"Throw a grenade into it."

After Qin Lang made a few gestures, the soldiers took off the grenades on their bodies one after another, and in an instant, gray-blue smoke came out of the sky over the entire county office.

"Listen to the workers and peasants outside, you have a felony in our hands, I count three times, if you don't stop firing, Lao Tzu will kill him, it's a big deal to die and the net will be broken."

"Stop."

Qin Lang ordered in a low voice, and then nodded into one ear.

"What kind of felon, if you dare to fool Lao Tzu, cut off your dog's head and hang it on the city gate."

One ear shouted loudly.

Then, under the cover of this broken gong throat, Qin Lang led a group of people to the right side of the courtyard, and with a few people's flicks, a soldier went up to the wall.

Soon he was in sign language.

"There were three of the enemy, and in the room to the right of the door, a man was held hostage at gunpoint."

"Go down and take cover."

Qin Lang immediately played a few sign languages.

The warrior nodded, and quietly jumped off the courtyard wall again. With a few crickets chirping, a soldier was lifted over the wall, and finally Qin Lang also entered the courtyard.

It is said that the county government of CL County was built in the Southern Song Dynasty, and it has a history of several hundred years, and it is very spacious and magnificent. But now it's a bit miserable, because the gatehouse, which represents the face, has been blown into ruins. If it were placed in the Hereafter, this sin would be enough to be shot.

All Qin Lang could see was the four people in the front yard, who were pointing their guns at a thin and short guy at this time. However, the man was wearing a black cloth bag on his head, and I don't know if it was really a Workers' and Peasants' Party.

"You send us out of the tea forest, otherwise you will kill this bandit, he is your important person, don't force Lao Tzu to do it."

The Nationalist soldiers roared in panic.

"You take Lao Tzu for a fool! If you catch someone casually, you dare to lie to it, in case you are released, in exchange for the little guy in the tea shed, where will Lao Tzuhong's face be placed? ”

One ear said in a mocking tone.

"Believe it or not, if I don't back down after dozens of shots, I'll shoot."

A row of green bamboos was planted at the entrance of the courtyard of the county government, and a soldier quietly moved over, and after glancing inside, he made a gesture that no one was around.

Qin Lang stood up suddenly, rushed to the side of those people, and said coldly:

"You're shooting! beat the hostage to death, Lao Tzu posthumously recognized him as a martyr, and the three of you happened to be buried with him. ”

"Ahh

The three militias screamed in fright, immediately pointed their guns at Qin Lang, and then shouted hysterically:

"Don't come here, don't come over, or Lao Tzu will rob it."

"Shoot, shoot. Lao Tzu has a heavy task, so he doesn't have time to spend on this guy. You went all the way, and when you saw the king of Yama, you said that the green wolf did it. ”

Qin Lang laughed.

"Don't come here."

A civilian soldier raised his foot and kicked over the hostage, and the old sleeve in his hand slammed into the opponent's head.

"Don't shoot."

But at this moment, someone shouted at the door.

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Mo Songzi will change the previous article again, because after the press release, he received a lot of suggestions, and the article was also revised a lot, which made it incongruous. But you can't change it all at once, you can only change it in a few chapters, please bear with it.

It's still the same old saying.

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