The back roads are all cut off, and what I didn't say must be snatched back!

The brothers gathered more than 100 of their men and climbed the mountain, vowing to retake the cottage. They weren't stupid either, they knew that there would never be many soldiers who didn't jump out and cut off their back roads, and they couldn't carry heavy weapons, and more than a hundred people and horses piled them to death.

But Huang Qingyuan ignored two things, first, now that he is attacking upwards, the huge disadvantage in terrain is almost impossible to make up for in terms of numbers, even if he still brings the only heavy machine gun, it is useless, one fights from top to bottom, and the other has to tilt his head, and the light machine gun can also beat the heavy machine gun cry in minutes.

Second, there is the change of people's hearts. Huang Qingyuan and other bandit leaders naturally also had women, but women were just tools for them to vent their desires, and they didn't notice the panic that flashed on the faces of the bandit leaders who had children after hearing that the village had been breached by the national army.

Some people say that men will only mature when they have children, and in fact it is true, only when you have children and become fathers, do you know who the softest part of your heart is reserved for. Whether he is a great traitor or a vicious person, he probably can't escape the genetic imprint of the continuation of biological populations.

The fluctuating morale of the army coupled with the difference in terrain, the firepower network composed of twenty box guns carried by the Ling Hong squad was actually not too ruthless, and seven or eight grenades thrown into the crowd directly became the last straw that crushed the bandits, and more than 100 bandits were killed in the first wave of attacks, which were more than 30 meters away from the mountainside.

And the forward under the mountain, as early as the moment when he heard the grenade explosion on the mountain, marched towards the mountain road with two recruit companies. In order to prevent the bandits from hiding in the mountains to shoot cold guns, the forward countermeasures are also very simple, enough to scatter more than 100 recruits in the mountains, their task is to find out the bandits hiding in the dark under the leadership of the veterans of a hundred battles, and at the same time there are up to 6 machine guns as their fire support points, as long as the lookout post finds that there is wind and grass there, they are all not to say a word about the shuttle first.

The two mortars are also on high alert, and as long as the soldiers searching in the mountains feel that there is a cat and it is difficult to see because of the dangerous terrain, they will use artillery shells to investigate.

Under the blow of this kind of fire reconnaissance at any cost, the bandits hiding in the rocks could not bear their strength. If the tremendous psychological pressure of seeing a brother who is only ten meters away from you being beaten into a sieve by a machine gun can make you try to stuff your body into the crack of the stone again, then the terrifying feeling of being blown to pieces by a mortar and losing your hand and losing your head is definitely not something that bandits who have always been accustomed to bullying the weak and afraid of the hard can bear.

Qiu Shaoyun, who was lit by the flames and could still remain motionless in place without saying a word, was also the only one in the red army whose ideals were higher than life, not to mention the bandits.

It's not that our army doesn't work hard, but the enemy army is too tyrant, bullets and shells don't need money to hit any corner they can suspect, and the bandits who are unwilling to be silent lambs finally give full play to the characteristics of bandits, and if they can't beat us, they will flee until you can't hit me.

I have to say that the bandits are indeed very familiar with the terrain, so familiar that the bullets of the recruits can't catch up with their butts, with the help of the terrain, after dropping dozens of corpses, most of the bandits fled up the mountain.

He didn't care about it either, what he had to do now was to attack the mountain as soon as possible with fewer casualties, there were still Ling Hong and 20 soldiers on the mountain, if they made any mistakes, it would be to slaughter the bandits of the entire mountain, and his operation was also a complete failure.

The difficulty of attacking the mountain was much smaller than expected, and after a full two-mile mountain road, the recruits who were on full alert did not receive any attacks, and they all thought that they had fallen into the plan of the bandits, whether they were ambushed on all sides or invited the king into the urn? Several groups of top soldiers in a row reported that there was no hair missing.

Of course, there was no hair to be seen in the front, and Huang Qingyuan, who was cut off and red-eyed on the back road, did not hesitate to send more than a hundred bandits from the mountain road again to launch a charge against Ling Hong, who blocked himself on the mountain road.

However, the firepower network composed of nearly twenty box guns can't be rushed, even a Transformer can be beaten to slag, not to mention that the recruits of the Independent Regiment still have 6 grenades on their bodies, which is equivalent to nearly 120 small mortar shells, especially if they are thrown from the mountain to the mountain, it doesn't feel too sour.

More than a dozen grenades were dropped, and the bandits who were crowded together because of the terrain were considered to be unlucky, dozens of people were blown up into blood gourds rolling to the ground, and if they were killed on the spot, they were stronger, and the most terrible thing was that they broke a leg, but they were still conscious to find the broken leg and press it on the bloody bone stubble.

The bandits' already weak willpower completely collapsed at this moment, some ran down the mountain, some drilled into the dense forests on both sides of the mountain road, although it was not far away from the abyss, but it was better than being blown up by grenades here!

"Brothers, give it to me!" Huang Erye was still gritting his teeth and being ruthless, although he hid behind the rocks and didn't even show the corners of his clothes.

"Second master, let's withdraw first!" The bandit leaders were very sober and ran away with Huang Qingxiang, who was still shouting.

They don't want to be cannon fodder when Huang Erye is not sober.

The blind-eyed Uncle Huang and the pale-faced Master Yu were naturally no exception, they were carried down the mountain by the bandits, and then went down three or four hundred meters, where there were still four or five strong strongholds, enough to resist the attack from the mountain, as for the mountain, wait for the enemy to attack down. The bandits don't have the habit of taking one step and looking at three steps, and it is the daily routine of bandits to drink and get drunk today.

Ling Hong didn't chase after him, he wanted to go up the mountainside, just this one road, and the other places couldn't go far was the abyss, unless he had wings, otherwise he was still in this small place, and when the recruits even attacked with hundreds of people, after a little search, no one could run.

And the bandits who stayed in the various strongholds were shouted by the brothers who ran from both sides of the six gods and no masters, and the heart, which was already seven up and down, fell directly into the ice bucket.

If you go to the top, you have to be blown up by the grenades thrown by the plague gods, and there are also a gang of local tyrants below who use machine guns to sweep the shells and bombard, especially the rhythm of looking for death wherever you go.

As for whether they stayed in this seemingly solid and safe cliff stone chamber and resisted, even the most stupid bandits didn't have this idea, and others attacked up and down, even if the bullets and shells couldn't get in, and the rattan ladder they used to enter and exit the stone chamber was broken, what were they doing in this place? Waiting to eat when you're hungry?

I can't fight it, I can't escape it, what can I do?

In the face of such an embarrassment, the three bandit leaders were also numb at this time, shouting to fight with them, the head fell off the bowl with a big scar, and eighteen years later, he was a good man, naturally the fierce and brave "big chest and brainless" Huang Erye, Uncle Huang looked gloomily into the distance, probably thinking about whether he could grow two angel wings to fly over these thousands of rivers and mountains, Master Yu kept pulling his beard at this time, probably thinking about whether he would be shot after being caught.

Looking at the appearance of the leaders, the unstable bandit leaders of the army, you look at me, I look at you, silently look at each other, and their eyes communicate silently.

All for the sake of the baby, the bandit leaders gradually became firm in their eyes as they looked at each other, and found a perfect reason for themselves.

Huang Qingyuan, who was swept over and over again by the strange eyes of his subordinates, finally stood on end, and at this time, his eyes were not squinting to show his coldness, and the boss with staring eyes shouted loudly: "What do you want to do?" ”

As soon as he finished asking, the three bandit leaders were swarmed by more than a dozen leaders. It's like three folk girls who have just been robbed up the mountain.

"The 。。。。。 of the Turtle Son" Huang Qingxiang only had time to shout, but he was gagged by a group of bandits who didn't know which bandit had randomly pulled out of his body with a fishy smell.

voted for the name, Lao Tzu turned out to be a vote, and there was a voice in Master Yu's head that was desperately echoing.