The Maxim heavy machine gun was fed by a 5.2-metre-long canvas cartridge belt and was equipped with 250 rounds.

Qiao Guoqiang fired 250 rounds of ammunition in one minute.

Now, the ground around the machine gun is densely sprinkled with yellow, orange and orange bullet casings.

"Big killer!" Wang Fuming slapped the thick cooling cylinder in front of the machine gun with his hand, but he quickly took his hand away when it was hot.

"Be careful, hot!" Qiao Guoqiang saw a bucket on the ground next to him, picked it up and poured the small half bucket of rainwater directly on it. With a sound of "呲~", a stream of water vapor rose, which was regarded as dissipating the heat.

This gun was bought from the Russian Diggers in the world of "God of Medicine", and the mechanical parts are in good condition, but the bullet is not very reliable. Later, he simply replaced all the bullets produced during the Cold War, which were all 7.62*54R standards anyway. So it was very smooth to fight just now.

If he had used the bullets provided by the diggers, he would have been rushed up by those Qing Dynasty old boys.

Chen Shaobai looked at Qiao Guoqiang and Wang Fuming, who were sitting in front of the machine gun chatting, and sighed to Li Yutang, "Originally, I wanted to insist on 15 minutes, but I didn't expect Brother Qiao to solve it in two minutes!" ”|

"As he said," Li Yutang said, "it's the age of guns..."

On the balcony of the small building a hundred meters away, Yan Xiaoguo saw the scene of Qiao Guoqiang slaughtering his subordinates with a heavy machine gun with a single-barreled telescope, and Geng Zinian's memories came back to his heart again. "No matter how high a person is in martial arts, if he encounters a stun gun (heavy machine gun), he will definitely die."

"With this kind of big killer weapon, can we complete the task?"

For the second time, he had doubts about his martial arts.

The first time was the year of Gengzi. That year, the Eight-Nation Coalition Army entered the capital, and the gossip master Cheng Tinghua was killed by more than a dozen German soldiers with foreign guns.

After a while, Chen Shaobai looked at his pocket watch and greeted his companion: "It's time, go!" ”

The backbone of several newspapers and the head of the Fang squad escorted Li Chongguang, who was a stand-in, downstairs, and when passing by Qiao Guoqiang's side, Li Yutang pleaded, "Protect him!" ”

"Don't worry!" Qiao Guoqiang said, "He is a person I am optimistic about, and I guarantee that he will not lose a single hair!" ”

Li Chongguang got into the car, and Qiao Guoqiang patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be afraid, Brother Qiao is protecting you!" ”

"General Fang, you have to work hard again."

"It's not as good as your brother Qiao, you're tired." After Fang Ban Master finished speaking, he greeted his subordinates, "Go!" ”

"Liu Gongzi!" Qiao Guoqiang said to Liu Gongzi, who was very proficient, "You protect Boss Li!" I want to fight you when I get back! ”

"Good!" Liu Gongzi took the black gold iron fan and promised with a few words.

The convoy left the grandmother's house and headed for the Tianchao Daily office.

Halfway through, the sound of horses running suddenly came from the road.

Soon, Qiao Guoqiang saw a black tall horse being whipped by a knight and rushing towards the convoy.

"You guys go first!!" Qiao Guoqiang urged the convoy to go first, then snatched a mace from Wang Fuming's hand, and threw it out with a wave of his hand.

The mace swirled over the horse's calf, and by inertia, the black horse stumbled.

Yan Xiaoguo was thrown off the horse's back by this huge inertia, and rolled on the ground with his agile skills to cushion the force of the fall, and then pulled out a waist knife and rushed towards Qiao Guoqiang.

Qiao Guoqiang grabbed his hand from the back waist, and a Remington M870 appeared in his hand, facing Yan Xiaoguo, "Bang!" "It's just a shot!

A red plastic shell jumped out of the shell window and fell to the ground in a graceful arc.

"Bang!" A shot knocked out the knife in Yan Xiaoguo's hand.

"Click" pulls the pump.

"Bang!" Another shot broke one of his legs.

Yan Xiaoguo knelt on the ground, but he was still stubborn to stand up.

"Click" "Bang! "The fourth shot, broke his other leg.

"Since you are used to being a slave to the Tartars, don't stand!" Qiao Guoqiang pulled the pump again and aimed the gun at Yan Xiaoguo's slippery head.

"Bang~"

Yan Xiaoguo is dead. On the other side of the road, the guy named Kang Li was stoned to death by Shen Chongyang with a stick with nails.

When Li Chongguang and his entourage returned to the Tianchao Daily office without danger, Xwen had already gone to the dock from the secret passage and left by boat.

"Whew!" Slash down.

"Phew!" The knife is blocked by a fan! Qiao Guoqiang's wrist flipped, and the blade of the "Eighteen Chops" changed, cutting towards Liu Yubai's wrist,

Liu Yu withdrew with his white hand, and the fan opened and blocked it. Qiao Guoqiang's mountain knife was immediately crooked.

Qiao Guoqiang's wrist turned again, and the knife was picked up from under the fan.

"Phew!" Blocked again.

Qiao Guoqiang's right leg flicked suddenly, kicking the opponent's hand holding the fan, and at the same time quickly withdrawing the knife.

Liu Yubai's fan swept again, Qiao Guoqiang's calves were cold, and his pants had been cut by the fan with a two-inch-long opening.

"You've lost!" Liu Yubai said. "If you fight to the death, just now that is enough to cut off the blood vessels in your calves, you will definitely die."

"You're right!" Qiao Guoqiang said that he put his hand on his waist, and the person lay back, "Bang!" "Bang!" Two shots!

Two red paint bullets appeared on Liu Yubai's body.

"But, I have a gun!" Qiao Guoqiang smiled evilly

Liu Yubai looked at the paint in his hand, frowned and said, "Washing clothes is very expensive..."

"I'll pay for it!" Qiao Guoqiang stood up and said, "As long as you fight with me every day!" ”

"Good!" Liu Yubai agreed. The way for a warrior to make money is to either join the army and sell the emperor, or take care of the family, or mix the rivers and lakes, and another is to accept apprentices. Teaching each other kung fu is the most normal in his opinion.

What's more, Qiao Guoqiang is rich.

"Wait!" Liu Yubai stopped Qiao Guoqiang, who was about to leave.

"What's wrong?"

Liu Yubai asked, "Martial arts, is it really going to decline?" ”

Qiao Guoqiang turned his head, thought for a while, and said, "This is inevitable!" The method of selecting military generals with martial arts, bows and arrows, and horseback riding has long been outdated. With the development of industry, the rich will buy a large number of firearms for self-defense, martial arts can only be used when those poor people fight, and martial arts masters will even become legends in the mouth of storytellers. “

"It's not that it will perish immediately, but the possibility of becoming a general by practicing martial arts is getting smaller and smaller, and it will be completely cut off after thirty or fifty years."

"That? What will the future war look like? Liu Yubai asked

"I'm going to give them a class recently, if you're interested, you can come and audit!" Qiao Guoqiang invited.

"Good!" Liu Yubai clenched his fists: "Thank you!" ”

Qiao Guoqiang is going to give a lesson to those revolutionary parties and let them know what line can make the country strong. The revolutionary party at this time, the too young, too simple Tucson break. I thought that I could save the country by reading a few books and knowing a few new terms.

What are the virtues of the scholars at this time?

In the so-called university halls, 80-90% are liberal arts, and the students are still studying the rubbish of the Four Books and the Five Classics. Sorry, it's garbage!

In the age of agriculture, it was used to coerce and fool the people.

As for international students, of course, there are big names like Cai Yi, Jiang Baili, and Zhan Tianyou, but most of them are the "kelp" of pheasant universities like the young master of the Zhao family in "The True Story of Ah Q".

Qiao Guoqiang didn't want to be a revolutionary mentor, he just wanted these people to do less ridiculous things when they did their careers in the future. Or, survive more.