Compared with the grievances of American GIs who were suppressed by a sniper rifle for a whole day, Huang Qinghe used the five-character idiom "We don't care about life" to solve it perfectly.

When people die, what is there to be afraid of in this world?

Although Huang Qinghe doesn't care about other people's lives.

Huang Qinghe, who had deliberately changed into cheesecloth clothes and straw sandals like ordinary bandits before going down the mountain, was much more desperate than his three elder brothers, and that was also the main reason why Mo Xiaomei took the scope and aimed at the bandit team for a long time without finding the leader of the bandits.

However, people are afraid of death after all. Just because the leader doesn't care about your life doesn't mean that the bandits really don't care about their own lives. Who doesn't even love himself, who is qualified to talk about loving others? Especially the leader who loves to carry a shell gun and force himself to embark on an unknown journey. God knows what to do under the muzzle of that damned gunman who doesn't know where to go, the next moment will be green mountains and green waters or fall into the abyss?

After experiencing Mo Kitten's second sniper, five gunshots, and five bandits wailing in the mountains and forests like roosters with their necks fluttering, when they ran for a few miles, Mo Kitten only fired one shot, first one went straight into the mountain forest, then ten, then hundred, and finally everyone, all of them found a place to hide.

Including Jiang Qinghe himself, at the moment when most of the bandits chose to hide without obeying the order, he also found a stone nearby to cover his body. If you don't hide, maybe the next moment it will be him, the fewer people, the greater the chance of being hit by the gunman, Huang Qinghe is like a mirror in his heart.

As for wanting to threaten his subordinates with a gun to continue to run forward at the cost of their lives, Huang Qinghe didn't even touch the handle of the barge gun.

When the bandits hid, at least hundreds of pairs of eyes swept towards him, and many of the bandits hid not only to guard against the gunmen on the side, but even 。。。。。。 also guards a certain leader who likes to pull out a gun and let his subordinates obey orders at every turn.

Huang Qinghe knew that if he still wanted to force them to run away with a gun like before, he was afraid that at least dozens of rifles would be aimed at him first.

Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, not to mention bandits who kill people if they don't agree with each other?

"Hehe, hey, the dog is still afraid of death! By the way, don't move where to climb for Lao Tzu like this, so as not to panic when Lao Tzu jumps up and down with you. Chen Yunfa watched the bandits 500 feet away on the opposite side finally couldn't hold back and hid in the mountains and forests without moving, and cracked his mouth and smiled.

Bandits who don't toss are good bandits, it's not easy for bandits to run mountain roads, he and Mo Xiaomei are more tired up and down on the mountain beams with dense bushes and no roads, and Chen Yunfa, who has a weight of more than 40 kilograms on his body, is finally a little unbearable.

As for the consideration of whether the bandits would abandon the mountain road and cross the mountains and head towards Heilong Mountain, not to mention that Chen Yunfa felt that it was impossible, even Huang Qinghe, who wanted to reach his destination as soon as possible, had not thought about it.

People who have climbed the mountain know that there is a road for you to walk, you can walk with a sore back and feel that there is no future in life, if there is no way, you have to be like the famous saying: go your own way and let others say it! There's a good chance you'll never have to walk again.

The dense bushes are at most all kinds of branches, and you are not a ghost or a ghost, like a person asking for food, but what is terrifying is the mountain locusts and all kinds of poisonous insects hiding in it, if those things bite you, it will really make people want to die, which is the opposite of the feeling of smoking a lot of smoke.

In the mountains of early autumn, all kinds of wild fruits are about to ripen, and the rich gifts of nature make all kinds of wild animals also crazy to eat at this time period, and raise fat to wait for several months of cold winter. If you rush into the dense forest and startle a nest of fat pheasants and rabbits, it can be an unexpected surprise, but if you provoke those long insects that are hidden under the fallen leaves on the branches and grow fatter, it is really a place to cry.

Although the skinned snakes are fat and tender enough to make mouth-watering snake soup, when they are alive, it does not mean that as long as the mountain people can treat them as yellow eels that are also long creatures. Bamboo leaf green, gold ring, silver ring。。。。。 Every kind of poisonous snake abundant in the Qinling Mountains can make people die in the third watch, and will never stay until the fifth watch.

Not everyone is like Mo Kitten and Chen Yunfa who made sufficient preparations when they entered the mountain, they were wrapped tightly in camouflage uniforms, and the "anti-Japanese boots" of the high-top were also firmly tied with leggings, and the realgar powder scattered all over the body was so smoked that they couldn't open their eyes, Rao is so, Chen Yunfa has not used the Triangular Army to nail to death no less than twenty poisonous snakes along the way, and he has eaten several snake galls raw and has not seen that his eyes are better than Mo Kitten.

It is still Mo Kitten who can fight enemies 600 feet away, while he can only shoot enemies within 500 feet, and most of them rely on luck.

For example, now.

The third sniper point was not too far from the mountain road, only 500 feet away. As long as you advance more than 100 feet, you will basically enter the range of the old sleeve.

Obviously, Huang Qinghe, who couldn't run away, was unwilling to hide, and his angry teeth were about to crumble, also discovered this.

A distance of 500 feet is naturally not a problem for a heavy machine gun with a range of up to 1500 feet. Soon, under the cover of the dense forest, the thirty heavy machine guns that had found cover and set up temporary machine gun positions roared angrily, hitting the hiding place chosen by Mo Kitten and Chen Yunfa, where the branches and leaves were flying, and white smoke was only rising.

At least fifty or more bandits with guns approached the location where Mo Xiaomei had shot just now from three directions.

Huang Qinghe smiled and looked at the deadly gunman on the opposite mountain beam who never fired a single shot, although he couldn't see the face of the terrible opponent under the dense forest, but Huang Qinghe could think that it must be pale.

That's right, the opponent's marksmanship is not to mention that Huang Qinghe is the only one in his life, even if he lets go of his courage to think, he can't imagine that someone can shoot the head with one shot from 700 feet away, and the red and white thing that bursts from the back of his subordinates' heads is to make his subordinates have more than dozens of lives to kill people, and Huang Qinghe, who is like killing chickens, feels that his entire spine is numb.

But so what? The reason why Huang Qinghe took a gun and forced his subordinates to run here with nearly ten lives was to wait for this opportunity, because the mountain road here is far from the opposite mountain beam, and the straight-line distance will not exceed 500 feet, with the cover of heavy machine guns, and the upper, middle and lower three ways are outflanked, and the mysterious gunman is no matter how godly he is, he can't escape from this mountain beam.

As long as he dared to show his body, he had already descended to the ravine, and the dozens of rifles that were about to enter the firing range could beat him into a sieve.

No, it's better not to be killed, Lao Tzu must skin him alive. The hideousness in Huang Qinghe's eyes almost turned into a substantial knife, cutting the Mo kitten he hadn't met until now into strips of meat, in his mind. [.]