After dawn, there is a certain entrance at the foot of the undulating mountain.

Two gunshots echoed in the valley.

A soldier came out of the ravine panting: "Instructor, the mountain supplementary team has been contacted, but? There are only a dozen people in them and they can't provide any help to us!"

Park Buhuan, who had been lying for a morning, turned around and shouted: "Let the common people run faster, throw the useless things into the ditch, and come back in a few days to find them!"

"yes!"

Park Buhuan watched the soldiers run away, turned around and raised his rifle, aiming at the security army behind who had caught up with him early in the morning.

The correct heart swung left and right, and after a while, he finally framed the target holding the short gun.

The guy suddenly shot twice because the Eighth Route Army had escaped in front of him for a night. He had just crawled behind a stone. Seeing that there was no movement, he was poking his head out to shout.

Swhoosh, a bullet passed over the top of his head, and was startled. He quickly shrank his head, feeling the scorching pain on his head, and quickly pulled off his military cap.

The grass, one eye in front and back! The smell of charred hair came from the hat.

"Company Commander, above your head..."

"What's wrong with the head?" The bandit company commander turned pale.

"On the top of the head? There is a groove in the hair!" the subordinate next to him answered quickly.

Company Commander Zhi raised his hand and touched his head, then put his hand in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was no blood!

Could it be that there is a sharpshooter in this eighth territorial line? The distance between the shooting position is definitely two hundred meters!

Company Commander exploded, so what if you have sharpshooters? Can you still be more powerful than the Imperial Army? I have more than a hundred guns, can I be scared by one or two guns? I have a random gun to sieve you?

"I beat you all, until his mother doesn't recognize him!"

The company commander ordered that each unit immediately put the rifle on the rock in front of him and hurriedly kept it behind to prepare for shooting.

The gun bolts slammed into pieces.

Dozens of rifles aimed at the mountain road ahead and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang...bang...bang...bang...a thundering bullets came, and then they became messy and beaten in different heights.

The low ones hit the rocks and then ran away, while the high ones whizzed past.

A bullet hit the stone next to Park Buhuan, splashing stone chips. He quickly closed his eyes, shook his head and ordered the soldiers next to him: "Retreat!"

After nearly five bullets were fired in the first wave of the Public Security Army, the Eighth Route Army who were left at the last side jumped on the mountain road and ran deep into the valley when they took advantage of the gap.

Occasionally, using stones to cover up the ditch and fight back?

"Instructor, the location here is good. I don't believe that the security army can rush up."

Park Buhuan glanced briefly and saw a platform next to the ravine. You could see the security army behind you by looking up, while those security troops with slightly lower terrain would definitely not be able to see the above.

"Instructor, if... there is a machine gun, it's really a one-man who can pass the pass here, and there's no way to drive it."

Another soldier quickly added: "If the security army does not use mortars."

Park Buhuan looked up at the figure of the common people who were moving slowly on the hillside, leaving the ravine and leaving the mountain: "First hit them here. Don't you usually say there is no chance to shoot live ammunition? This time, you can fight enough!

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"Okay, instructor, please be optimistic!"

"Note that if the security army brings mortars, it must kill the mortars first!"

Park Buhuan thought too much about this. The security army has only four mortars, and that thing is dead. The security army has no way to carry it because of the speed of pursuit.

The key was that Commander Guo was also heartbroken. The two groups of artillery soldiers were regarded as treasured mortars, so he could not bear to use them to fight such pursuit security forces.

Looking at the figure of the security army in the low part of the ravine, several soldiers muttered, and after a while the squad leader spoke: "I will beat the first one, and the dog will beat the second one..."

Park Buhuan pulled out his telescope and looked at the vanguard of the security army more than a hundred meters away. Those guys who were almost hunching their heads to the ground always looked at a covered place before moving forward. As a result, the speed was basically

It won't get up quickly.

After about half an hour, I walked closer to the range of less than fifty meters!

The bandits who had been dealing with the mountains for many years had a public security army number even if they voted for the Japanese, the bandits did not forget it. How could they not see that behind the stone protruding from the ravine in front, there must be an ambush from the Eighth Route Army!

The first public security army was lowering its body and running horizontally, about to rush behind a stone opposite the ditch.

The squad leader glanced for a long time and fired decisively, and bullets roared across the hills.

The security army immediately rushed forward and disappeared behind the big rock. Obviously, the squad leader did not hit the target.

"A distance of sixty meters, you have to hit him on the left according to his speed!" Park Buhuan put down his telescope.

"What are two positions?"

"When you shoot, you have a reaction time, and after the bullet is out of the barrel, there is another flight time. Although it is very short, you can directly aim at him and you can hit me and take your surname!"

Another security army ran past.

Bang, the bullet came out again, and it was unbiased and suddenly fell down in the body of the proud security army.

The gunman was stunned and cheered quickly.

The squad leader was also stunned, and slapped the slut on the stone with his chin...

Park Buhuan was happy. This kid is a seedling, and his education has really worked.

After a while, the gunman turned his face with a stone printed on Tang Ji, and said proudly: "Instructor, I am also aiming at the security army. Why... I've hit it?"

Ah? Park Buhuan was stunned this time.

After thinking for a while, his eyes were taken back from the security army who was still struggling on the ground in the distance: "Take me your gun!"

The soldier quickly handed over the gun, and Park Bu-hwan took it. He felt that the gun seemed to be a little old. He looked at the inscription behind it: 1908...

Looking at the thick barrel in front, Park Buhuan had a black thread: an old sleeve.

After retreating the bullet, he turned the muzzle, and looked forward, and took a look in the light of the ravine: the rifle was almost invisible.

Throw the gun back: "What's your fucking surname?"

"Hehe, my surname is Li, instructor, I know this is confused, you don't need to take my surname."

"I won't kick you to death? Tell me? How did you hit me?"

"Report to the instructor! I know this gun is useless, what are you talking about? The rifle is not only not accurate, but also cannot block the gunpowder gas, and the range is also short. When I was training, I found that the bullets fired were always on the right.

So I aimed at the enemy. He was running to the right. This blind cat met a dead mouse..."

Park Buhuan thought for a while and handed over his rifle: "You try this gun. Wherever the security army runs, you can hit him in front of him with about two physical positions!"

Several unlucky men from the security forces who were vanguards rushed left and right amid the cold gunshots of the Eighth Route Army, secretly cursing the company commander's ancestors, and had already dug the ancestral tombs of ten generations of the company commander's family in their hearts.

The unlucky guy next to him is so angry that he can't stand it?

Fortunately, this time it was my own class and I would have nothing to do with the next offensive attack. At least it would take half an hour to take the turn.

Hide your body and put a rifle in front of you again. I won’t show up this time. I see how you can fight the eighth ranks of the country!

I don't believe it anymore. You are just a few eighth-way company, and you can block more than 100 brothers who can't stop our endless bullets...

The vanguard touched the ammunition bag that had been specially strengthened because he was a commando, and pulled a handful of it into his pants pocket.

This thing can be exchanged for money at the station, and it is no problem to have a few drinks. Thinking of this, I feel excited and even find a local prostitute...

Anyway, this time the attack was replaced by the second platoon that I had long disliked. The platoon leader was the company commander's brother and was shouting behind him. That guy was not a good person.

After a "bang", there were gunfires. The public security troops who were said to be suppressed by fire were not afraid. They immediately fought back at the Eighth Route Army to cover another unlucky guy in the brothers' squad to attack.

The bullets flew to the eighth route ambush in front of them.

The firepower of the public security army is not weak, and even if there are enough bullets, it cannot withstand such a bad bullet.

The platoon leader of the public security army watched his subordinates sucking under the noses of the company commander's confidant and quickly stopped him: "Can your mother aim and then shoot? I will waste bullets and I will take back my salary!"

The heroes were not as good as the crowds, and the dense rain of bullets made Park Buhuan and others dare not even raise their heads.
Chapter completed!