Chapter 636
Hu Yi had some illusion that when he was a bandit when he was young, he suddenly came to his mind.
At that time, I was running around freely in the mountains and doing whatever I wanted. Although I was often beaten and scolded by old bandits, I at least knew where I could sleep in every day.
In the middle of winter, I can’t grab food in the mountain village, and often I have eaten for the first meal but not the next meal.
Looking at the bandits with different costumes coming up, shouting and muttering the familiar slander of the Northeast. In just a few seconds, Hu Yi suddenly became a little confused.
Bang, a crisp sound of gunfire rang out in the wilderness.
Hu Yi was kicked by the girl next to him who had just fired a shot before he came to his senses.
Only then did I find that the bandits were approaching within twenty meters. After the gunshots, the bullets on the opposite side immediately shot and quickly lie down.
"Dead fox, where are you going to be stupid at this time? Have you been shot?" The little girl lying next to her continued to raise her gun and shoot. The twenty meters said just now, she was not vague at all, and hugged the bandit holding a rifle first.
Hu Yi's face tightened, and he didn't care about the bullets that occasionally whizzed past his head, so he quickly pulled out the shell gun and fired.
The distance of less than 20 meters was too close for Hu Yi, and there was no need to aim at it at all, and the muzzle kept beating.
The bullet flew towards the three bandits who were holding spears and half-kneeling, and the three unlucky guys were immediately shot, falling to the ground and screaming.
As bullets flew across the opposite side, the two bandits lying on the ground with short guns saw that the situation was not good, so they quickly turned over to a shallow pit next to them and raised their guns to fight back.
The bandits hissed, and the guns of the bandits holding short guns had just flattened, and two crisp gunshots came from the opposite side again.
One of the bandits who had the short gun was shot on the shoulder, and only one of them was left in the team. This guy was so panicked that he stood up and turned around and ran away without thinking.
He didn't take the battlefield behind seriously at all, and ran back with a desperate attempt.
Hu Yi changed a twenty-shot clip and pointed the muzzle of the muzzle at the back of the fleeing bandit. After thinking about it, he did not fire the gun, and the muzzle drooped slightly.
The bandits who surrounded the back were stunned. In just one round, the ones who were holding guns here were almost wiped out!
The boss on the ground was moaning while covering his shoulders, and the mullet with a red ribbon tied was next to him.
No one dares to pick it up.
Hu Yi observed carefully for a while, slowly stood up, carrying a twenty-shot muffle gun, and walked towards the bandits lying on the ground with a calm expression. Behind him, the girl turned around, changed the magazine quickly, and then raised her gun to warn Li Huanzhang who was arrested from a distance.
After hearing the gunshot, the bandits over there were already lying all over the ground.
The bandits looked at the killing god who had hit the shell gun with a bean-like blowing, and were slowly approaching with the gun.
Hu Yi looked at the people on the ground with a calm expression and suddenly said, "Who came from the Heishan Baishui? Report a man."
The bandits trembling on the ground were stunned for a moment. The person in front of him came up and said directly. The injured person gritted the bullet and replied: "The tiger sitting in Qinglong Village, southern Jinan, brother, let's throw a vine?"
"Burn the pot?" Hu Yi replied subconsciously, looking at the bandits with half of the shuttle marks in the team, and the clothes patches were patched, and the damn chaotic times, even the bandits and bandits became less and less qualified, and they couldn't help but shake their heads.
"So it's Brother Hu!" The leader with a dark face shook his head when he saw Hu Yi, but he was speaking authentic jargon. He must have escaped from the northeast of his hometown. He didn't care that he was shot on his shoulder and was bleeding. He gritted his teeth and stood up to make friends: "Are we brothers who are just a little ignorant and listened to the elder brother's words... they were also from the north?"
Hu Yi sneered: "On the first day of the Lunar New Year, you are doing a tragedy. What's the ability to use a gun to attack the Japanese? What's the ability to steal his compatriots?"
The boss heard Hu Yi's words and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "What's the matter? This is a misunderstanding. Early this morning, a brother who was pulling the string came back to report the message, saying that there were black dogs moving in his brother's territory. I thought you were trampling the plates for those black dogs... If you don't talk about this, brother, what kind of clue are you?"
Hu Yi was a little amused and cried, and actually met a similar person from the north here, frowned: "I am not a clue, we are the 9th Company of the Eighth Route Army...the Independent Regiment!"
The black-faced man hesitated for a moment, opened his throat and shouted forward: "Everyone rolled over with me, the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple, it was his brother."
Soon, more than a dozen bandits on the ground ahead stood up and rushed over with Li Huanzhang and the others vigilantly.
"Brother, what's the origin of this guy? How dare you take action on our territory?"
The black-faced bandit covered his shoulders with blood seeping outwards and glared at the bandit who had just come over: "Dragon, put the gun down quickly."
The second leader hesitated for a moment, raised his hand quickly, signaled the brothers to lower their guns, and replied to the big bandit leader who was wearing a bloody sheepskin coat: "Brother, what should I do if these two people say they are the Eighth Route Army?"
"This is the Eighth Route Army. I have been on the road before."
The second head of the army's eyes lit up: "Southern Jin is the only one who is the second gunner of the Qinglong Village in Qinglong Village! Since I have the code today (collided)? Pull it? "
"This is Brother Hu, please give me a greeting." The boss blushed.
The second in commander bowed to Hu Yi: "To be honest, the Eighth Route Army Armed Forces found us and asked us to join the Eighth Route Army. My brothers were still considering it, but we didn't expect that we would come first."
Hu Yi was a little helpless and didn't want to waste time here, so he took the initiative to make a settlement: "Okay, I hurt you guys today, you can draw a way."
"In this way, I'll bandage the elder brother first, why don't you wait a little longer?" The second head of the army looked at his elder brother's bloody shoulder with concern and bowed to Hu Yi.
"Hey, you are fighting the Japanese everywhere. I think you might as well do with the Eighth Route Army." The little braid next to him heard Hu Yi and the bandits saying something he had never heard before, and immediately became excited.
The boss sat on the ground and let his brother take out a bayonet to carry bullets for him: "We have always been in conflict with the water of the Eighth Routes. There is no grudge in the distance, and there is no resentment in the near future. You hurt my brothers. Let's say...Oh...you kid, be gentle...you..."
Hu Yi pulled a hand and asked a girl who was about to have an outburst, and replied slowly: "This world is different from ours. Who has no backer behind her? Today I will give you a face to give me my brother to accept this love."
The boss grinned and endured the pain: "Brother, show your skills, it depends on whether you deserve this love."
Hu Yi had no expression on his face: "Then you can draw quickly."
Wang Dadang thought for a while and ordered the brother next to him: "Go fifty steps away to get a big stone as a target."
After saying that, he turned his head and asked the brother next to him to have his shoulder bandaged and picked up the wrench gun that he had dropped to the ground.
This is very clear, it is to compare with the shooting skills. If Hu Yi can beat the most powerful one among them, Hu Yi will just go there. If he loses, he will fight according to the rules.
To put it bluntly, he is now injured and compared with Hu Yi to shoot his marksmanship, which is obviously releasing water.
Hu Yi shook his head and turned around and walked aside.
Before the bandit set up the target, he raised the speed machine in his hand, pressed the trigger, and the bullet was popped out of the bore.
One shot after another is as fast as a machine gun.
The muzzle kept beating.
Experts can tell if they have any of them at the right time. They can shoot the shell gun so quickly that the stones of human heads and stones that are twenty meters away from the ground immediately splash.
The thug gun and the rifle's shooting accuracy are completely different.
It is not difficult to hit a distance of twenty meters, but firing ten shots in a row and hitting the target is not a difficult question. It seems to be impossible for ordinary people to do this!
To take into account both shooting speed and accuracy, Wang Dadang's family believed that he did not have the ability, and did not care about any injuries on his shoulders, and bowed with a dark face: "Greatly send me brother Hu!"
"Hey, Wang Dazhuan, why don't you join us in the Eighth Route Army?" The little girl was unwilling to give up and persuaded her to surrender again.
"You are just a little bitch, just messing around." Wang Er's head of the family couldn't help but curse.
"Hehe, the bullet from the wound of the boss was not taken out. After a long time, that arm around will be ruined. Auntie will have surgery. Otherwise, I will help you take out the bullet?" The little girl ignored the second boss and continued to tempt Wang Dazhu.
Her idea is very simple. Gao Yidao has a bandit Black Tiger Army. How could the Ninth Company not even compete with the second company? The bandits are so rich, such as Jin Scar...
Chapter completed!