After they all withdrew, Zhao Chuanxin moved the plaque to a conspicuous place on the side of the road.

The mountains and rivers are bleak, the years are barren and cold, and in this period, eating melons is undoubtedly happy.

Neighbors heard the movement and came out to check it out.

Seeing Shopkeeper Ye and others who were hurrying away with chairs, and then looking at Zhao Chuanxin, who was busy carrying the plaque, everyone was confused, and their eyes flashed with anticipation for the direction of development of things.

With the attitude that everyone is responsible for eating melons, Zhao Chuanxin shouted to the guy in the noodle restaurant next to him: "You, take the bench in front of your house." ”

The guy looked left and right and pointed to his garlic nose: "Me? ”

"Yes, that's you."

"Sorry, no stools are borrowed."

"It's a knock on the door!" Zhao Chuanxin looked before and after. "It's not necessary to pick the door so much, because after a while, the flowers and plants in front of your house will also suffer. The chair may not be able to hold up. ”

"Why?"

The guy took out the melon seeds, clicked one, and asked curiously.

"My name is Zhao Chuanxin, and there will be Beiyang soldiers to arrest me in a while, and we will fight off the fire here. Didn't you see that the shopkeeper Ye fled the scene with his buddies? Acquaintances, hurry up and bring the stool, don't force me to use the snatched one. ”

The man's action of swallowing melon seeds froze, his hand was still raised to his mouth, and the melon seeds were not delivered into his mouth for a long time: "Really? ”

"What a lie to you!"

The man stared straight at him, then shoved the melon seeds into his pocket, handed him the stool, and immediately fled away like a plague god.

Leaning sideways, he asked, "Just now you gave the shopkeeper Ye money just now to compensate for the loss of his teahouse in the war?" ”

"yes, yes."

"Then I think you should also compensate my family, because my house is next door."

Zhao Chuanxin supported the plaque on a stool and patted the dust on his hands.

Then he pointed to the west side of the man: "Come, open your mouth to the west." ”

The guy asked in a daze, "What are you doing?" ”

"Open your mouth to the west, there should be a northwest wind!"

“……”

When the guy saw the handwriting on the plaque, he reacted and sighed: "Everyone run, the Beiyang Army will come to fight in a while, run......"

Regardless of the other people's reactions, he went into the room to inform the shopkeeper, packed up his things and ran away.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the effect of cleaning the street with satisfaction, ran two steps, activated the Azure Ghost Armor and floated onto the roof.

Cleaning the street has two advantages, one is to avoid innocent casualties, and the other is to avoid revealing the secret of being on the roof.

In other words, except for the special services and special forces who did protection missions in later generations, few people still climb on the roof to fight.

After all, you don't need to hold a sniper rifle to occupy the highest position, master the location and card vision for sniper missions.

The current sniper rifle is an ordinary rifle, and a rifle is also a sniper rifle.

Zhao Chuanxin doesn't use a rifle now, he plays Makqin.

It's just that apart from him, no one else will have a thankless job to bring Makqin to the roof.

The difficulty of erecting the Maxim heavy machine gun on the roof was that the roof tiles were uneven, and he needed to find something to pad underneath.

So he lifted all the tiles next to him and stacked them up one by one.

In fact, his attitude towards weapons and tactics was mostly dismissive and felt too amateurish by later generations of professionals.

But in history, there are not a few wild people like him who can make contributions.

pondering, the sound of horses' hooves rumbling in the distance, and dust and smoke were everywhere.

This is the vanguard of the cavalry, and the horse pistol is equipped, which is quite elite.

It's just that they stopped cautiously about two miles away from the teahouse.

The shouts of the commander could be faintly heard, and a group of cavalry galloped around the road and blocked the other side of the street.

The battle was quite large, but it did not rain with thunder alone.

Zhao Chuanxin yawned, and fell asleep when he didn't go on the dog day.

After a while, he finally knew what the cavalry was waiting for.

A group of infantrymen, pulling the Krupp 75mm breech guns, followed with a hum.

Then the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the street.

Although the tactics and equipment supply of Japan and Germany were copied, the Beiyang Army also had some of its own means.

They use the forward team, the receiving team, and the reserve team, and this formation is called a "three-tier formation".

It's a pity that some of them can't be used in this place.

The cavalry in front did not dare to charge at the first time, and chose to wait for the reserve team behind to arrive.

Today's leader is still Wang Zhanyuan.

He squinted and took the binoculars and looked towards the teahouse.

Zhao Chuanxin was behind the roof ridge tile, and the barrel of the Makqin gun was only slightly exposed.

In addition, according to Wang Zhanyuan's inertial thinking, he felt that if Zhao Chuanxin was really here, he must be in the teahouse.

After all, who would climb on the roof to play if nothing but those snitches who are petty thieves?

The first thing Wang Zhanyuan saw was the plaque that was erected, and the big words "Zhao Chuanxin is here" on it.

The first reaction was: there is fraud!

But it's hard for him to say it, because even if there is fraud, one person can cheat a team of thousands of people, and if he says it, he can laugh off other people's big teeth.

But Wang Zhanyuan couldn't laugh.

He was really scared by Zhao Chuanxin last time.

The adjutant asked: "Guerrilla, can't we go up?" He is alone, there are thousands of us this time, just fire directly at the teahouse, he can't escape! ”

"Don't you think this street is too quiet?" Wang Zhanyuan put down the binoculars and suddenly asked.

"It's a little weird, that's because Zhao Chuanxin came, and everyone else was scared away, right?"

In fact, field artillery is also difficult to use here.

If you fire a cannon at will, all the rows of shops will be destroyed.

Wang Zhanyuan finally gritted his teeth and ordered: "The rear guard team will only leave the main team, the forward team will send a cavalry team and an infantry team, and the rear team will respond to it, supplement the firepower output, and flank the front and rear." The artillery stayed at the corner of the street, and if the thief pursued again, regardless of the loss of the shop, he would immediately open fire! ”

Under normal circumstances, the leaders of the troops at this time believed that the artillery should be dispersed rather than combined, and that it was better to hide than to be exposed, and that it was necessary to disperse and hide well, and then bomb at one target at the same time.

However, the terrain here is inconvenient, so the artillery cannot be dispersed, let alone hidden.

Issuing such an order made Wang Zhanyuan feel ashamed.

How can a thousand people fight one person be considered a war?

But he used the method of war to deal with a person, and he was afraid that he would become a laughing stock in the army after this war.

But he had to do that to feel a little bit safe.

At this time, the Beiyang soldiers were stacked one after another, and in Wang Zhanyuan's view, Zhao Chuanxin was really difficult to fly.

The vanguard troops crowded to the periphery of the teahouse in a noisy manner, and were about to line up to rush in.

At this time, their formation just took on the wave shape of "silkworm head swallowtail".

Zhao Chuanxin ignored the personnel who had already entered the teahouse, and immediately opened fire on the roof.

Bullets spilled out, a metal storm swept through, and people fell in pieces.

Wang Zhanyuan, who was looking at the telescope, his body trembled suddenly, and his hands trembled and moved the telescope up.

On the roof of the teahouse, he could see the muzzle of the concealed Makqin heavy machine gun, behind the ridge, spitting out long tongues of fire.

Moving the telescope down, you can see that your soldiers are lined up and shot.

The fear of being dominated by Zhao Chuanxin hit my heart again that day, and my lower abdomen was inevitably a little swollen.

Since that day, he has often urinated so smoothly that he drips endlessly, and his pants are easily wet.

This time, there were signs that a flood was about to break through the barriers.

He endured it as hard as he could, and shouted: "Zhao Chuanxin is on the top of the building, hurry, hurry, shoot at the roof!" ”

The trajectory of Zhao Chuanxin's shooting is like a snake game drawing curves, not allowing the ballistics to overlap, and gradually moving forward.

The advantage is that it will not be missed, and the disadvantage is that it is not possible to take care of the people on both sides of the street and the people behind it.

But when the gunshots were heard like bursting beans, the rear teams on both sides of the street immediately fired at the rooftops.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't dare to be tough, he barely finished hitting a bullet supply board, pocketed Makqin, and slid down with the tiles behind him, dodging the rain of bullets.

He was a little curious.

Previously, Wang Zhanyuan must not have known that he was on the roof.

But the formations and tactics used by Wang Zhanyuan restrained him very much.

He was in the United States, and when he hit the U.S. Army, the Yankees performed much worse than the Beiyang Army at this time.

Could it be that the real strength of the Beiyang Army surpasses that of the United States?

He didn't know that that day he let the Beiyang soldiers end up in a fiasco, and helped Yuan Datou train in disguise.

Afterwards, other officers carefully studied how to fight more and less, but the opponent was well-equipped and had extremely high combat qualities.

Wang Zhanyuan, on the other hand, focused on thinking about how to retreat to be the safest......

Zhao Chuanxin slid to the eaves behind the teahouse, and only then did he dare to stand upright, activate the Azure Ghost Armor, and jump towards the roof next to him.

Hunched over the eaves and walked against the wall, passing through two rows of houses outside the sight of the Beiyang soldiers before stopping.

Then take the Makqin out again.

Tata Tata ......

Wang Zhanyuan couldn't have imagined that Zhao Chuanxin could run so fast on the roof and move Makqin here.

The Makqin heavy machine gun, the whole gun weighs nearly 50 kilograms, it is impossible for a person to carry the Makqin on the roof like walking on the ground, even if the strength is infinite, it is absolutely impossible.

What's more, this thing consumes bullets extremely quickly.

It's impossible to carry a gun and an ammunition box at the same time, right?

It was something that was beyond his knowledge.

However, Zhao Chuanxin did just that.

He lay behind the ridge and continued to strafe.

This time, it's not the striker, it's the stamina.

The stamina team was still shooting at the top of the teahouse, but who expected that a death invitation was sent directly above their heads, and they were caught off guard and swept down a large area.

I saw that the forwards and rearguards on the other side were gathering in this direction.

Zhao Chuanxin just finished playing the ammunition supply board, put away the gun, and continued to run in the opposite direction.

Then, the team on the other side also suffered.

250 rounds of ammunition, the rate of fire is fast, and it can be completed in an instant.

Therefore, it is natural that there are no bullets missing, many bullets hit the open ground, and many bullets are ineffective in shooting at the same flesh and blood, which is a wasted bullet.

But three rounds of guns also swept down thirty or forty people.

Fighting less and fighting more is morale.

After three rounds of gunning, the people below were already frightened, and some people looked at their comrades who were in a miserable state of death, turned around and ran.

Many of them have never seen blood, so even if they have been training for a hundred years, they are still afraid when they go to the battlefield.

The key is that you can't catch the shadow of Zhao Chuanxin at all.

Wang Zhanyuan held the back of his hand holding the telescope, and roared: "Fire, fire!" ”

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Field artillery is still suitable for long-distance firing, and the trajectory is preferably a straight arc, which is simply difficult to use here.

Moreover, there are their own people on the street in front, so the firing angle is terrible.

However, the surrounding buildings were hit with a "ding" sound, and the walls, doors and windows were the first to suffer, but the roof was not seriously damaged due to the angle problem.

Rao was like this, which also startled Zhao Chuanxin.

Directly abandoned the Maxim heavy machine gun, replaced it with a lighter Madsen machine gun, and constantly roamed around the roof, evading the range of artillery bombardment, and then firing at the position closest to Wang Zhanyuan.

Wang Zhanyuan's command position was very hidden, and he was holding a telescope in the corner of the wall, and Zhao Chuanxin just saw him.

The shelling and the sound of dense rifles masked the gunfire of the Madsen machine gun.

But when Wang Zhanyuan found that the people in front of him fell in a pool of blood, the startled telescope fell to the ground.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

The lieutenants grabbed their guns and pointed them at the roof.

However, at this time, Zhao Chuanxin was gone.

Wang Zhanyuan collapsed.

"Love who the will fight, anyway, Lao Tzu won't fight! Gather your men and collect your troops! ”

Infinite firepower + elusive = can't afford to hurt!

But if you want to talk about retiring from the army, Zhao Chuanxin is not sleepy at all.

Seeing that the remnants of the defeated army below were about to retreat, Zhao Chuanxin showed his head again and opened fire.

Wang Zhanyuan is a person whose combat ability is very average.

He may have something, but not much.

For example, just after the war, he did not have an effective way to deal with the elusive Zhao Chuanxin.

But at this time, I was about to retreat, and suddenly I had the ability.

Roared: "The forward team and the forward team retreated, and the brigade opened fire to respond, and it is necessary to disperse and fight, and there is no need to concentrate in one place." Artillery ceasefire, withdraw first! After the artillery was withdrawn for a mile, the forward squadron changed to the reserve group to concentrate fire......"

Sure enough, Zhao Chuanxin was not afraid of gathering fire, and he would run away if he couldn't beat him anyway. On the contrary, it will make the other party frightened by fear and loss of purpose.

However, when they shot indiscriminately just to delay, Zhao Chuanxin didn't dare to take the lead.

That's when it's the most dangerous.

He didn't dare to show his head, and the Beiyang soldiers in the street were able to retreat calmly.

Then a team of people left behind the break, and only needed to shoot in one direction. The brigade can also retreat, but Zhao Chuanxin never dares to appear.

It wasn't until the forward squadron of the Beiyang soldiers was about to retreat that Zhao Chuanxin suddenly drilled out and strafed without scruples, but the effect was very average.

When he was in the United States, Zhao Chuanxin didn't work so hard.

This made him face up to the Beiyang Army.

Although the streets were full of corpses, Zhao Chuanxin felt bored, as if the battle had not achieved the desired effect.

He jumped off the roof and walked through the streets, gathering the weapons and ammunition and putting them into the secret space, which must not be wasted.

But they did not rob them of their money.

There is that time, pursue the Beiyang soldiers, and double the looted weapons to earn back.

His horse was hidden behind the teahouse, and I don't know if it was injured by the shelling just now.

Zhao Chuanxin crossed the roof and was relieved to find that the horses were fine.

Turned over and got on the horse and went out of the alley.

Suddenly, I saw a group of shopkeepers and men who were trying to approach in the distance.

Fear of death is fear of death, but if your own industry is there, it is impossible to really give it up no matter what.

Hearing that the gunfire had stopped, they had the courage to come and inspect the situation.

Zhao Chuanxin looked back at the miserable streets, some of the shops were bombarded by artillery fire, and the better ones were also full of holes, and the air was filled with strong gunsmoke and the smell of barbecue.

He actually has a bit of a weak heart.

After all, it's all because of him.

But

How thick-skinned is Captain Zhao?

He must first create the moral high ground himself.

With a posture of righteous indignation, he pointed behind him on horseback and said, "Look, look, everyone, is this the work of man?"

This is all a good thing done by Aixin Jueluo Zaizhen and Yuan Datou.

By the way, there is also that dog named Wang Zhanyuan, who is leading the guerrilla today!

Therefore, I announce that the whole audience today will be paid by Aixin Jueluo Zaizhen and Yuan Datou! ”

After saying that, he didn't give everyone time to react at all.

A cloud of smoke pursued in the direction of the retreat of the Beiyang Army.

Leaving a group of shopkeepers and fellows looking at each other.

Then the shopkeeper, who had lost the most of the shop, howled: "Ahhhh Yuan Datou, who suffered a thousand knives, should be put into the oil pot Zaizhen, you must not die well......"

And Zhao Chuanxin,

That's it?

Inexistent!

If these Beiyang soldiers are not beaten to the extent that they are as fearful as the Yankees, they will inevitably leave troubles.

Therefore, it is necessary to hurt them and fear them.

Not only should they be afraid, but they should also be afraid!

According to the traces of the withdrawal of the Beiyang Army, it didn't take long for Zhao Chuanxin to catch up.

However, their personnel were too concentrated, and Zhao Chuanxin was hanging far away, and it was always difficult to have a chance to make a move, until they came to the south bank of the lower reaches of the Haihe River.

Zhao Chuanxin dismounted, patted the horse's back and said, "Man, you can go." ”

The horse took a few steps forward and stopped again.

Zhao Chuanxin slapped the horse's buttocks, and it ran away.

When he saw the horse running away, he immediately jumped into the Haihe River.

In fact, underwater, his speed is much faster than that of a horse, the fastest speed, I am afraid that it is three times faster than a horse running at full strength, roughly equivalent to the speed of a sailfish.

But if you go full speed, the Azure Ghost Armor can't bear it. If you want to swim consistently, you need to be about twice as fast as a horse.

Under water, it is easy to pursue the Beiyang troops in front.

In a moment, Zhao Chuanxin was already on par with them.

Wang Zhanyuan rode on his horse and was silent.

fought on his own territory, and he didn't even dare to accept the corpses of his subordinates.

Embarrassed, also worried about going back and being punished, plus the fear of Zhao Chuanxin, it's really messy!

Just then, the nightmarish sound of machine guns rang out again.

Wang Zhanyuan returned to his soul and turned his head to see that the team had become chaotic.

Not only is he afraid, but these Beiyang soldiers are also afraid.

Listen closely, the gunshots came from the Haihe River.

How is this possible?

Wang Zhanyuan looked in disbelief and saw half of a person's body faintly exposed in the water.

They were being shot at them with a machine gun.

Haihe River is the mother river of Tianjin people, with a maximum depth of 7.5 meters and a widest distance of 350 meters.

Not only is it deep, but the current is fast.

But the man in the water can show half of his body, and he is still holding a machine gun to shoot, and his body is as stable as on land.

It's just that the distance is a little farther, the embankment is high, and the power of the upward shot is not as great as before, so this time the Beiyang Army was shocked.

Wang Zhanyuan could stand on the embankment and send people to shoot into the river in a fan shape.

Similarly, although the dive is powerful, it is not too accurate. The good thing is that in such an open area, he is confident that he can suppress the devil in the water.

However, Wang Zhanyuan had lost confidence and had no heart to resist at all.

He ordered: "Withdraw, withdraw!" ”

After retreating, because the embankment is blocked, there is no way for people in the water to strafe.

The adjutant looked at Wang Zhanyuan in disbelief.

This is withdrawn?

You can't win when you're at a disadvantage, and you don't fight when you're at an advantage.

But it is the duty of a soldier to obey orders, and the adjutant had to let people retreat.

In the Haihe River, Zhao Chuanxin regretfully accepted the gun.

He is not afraid of the other party's fire suppression on the shore, he can come and go like the wind in the Haihe River, and he can't suppress him at all.

At that moment, a figure appeared on the shore.

It's Wang Zhanyuan.

He shouted loudly: "Zhao Chuanxin, I am Wang Zhanyuan, don't shoot......"

(End of chapter)