As the official army's personal guards equipped with Mosin Nagant rifles got closer and closer to him, Yang Xingguo's eyes kept shooting out of the hot gaze becoming more and more intense. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Gently pull the bolt to push a bullet into the back of the chamber. Yang Xingguo, whose eyes were hot, directly ordered Wang Lin, the squad leader of the sharpshooter squad beside him.

"Passing on, all the brothers fired at the guards armed with Mosin Nagant rifles, and with the sound of my guns, whether they hit the target or not, one person could only shoot five bullets, and immediately retreated with me after the shot."

After all, there are only thirteen subordinates around Yang Xingguo, plus they are all veterans of the cottage, and in the blink of an eye, the thirteen sharpshooters carefully selected from the cottage are ready to shoot.

"Bang ......" A dull gunshot sounded in the dense forest, and the soldiers of the patrol battalion who were trapped into the crosshair by Yang Xingguo fell heavily on the mountain road with a face full of incredulity.

The sound of the gun was the order, and the moment Yang Xingguo pulled the trigger of the rifle, the other thirteen riflemen pulled the trigger one after another and shot out the bullets in the chamber.

With the sound of a compact and chaotic burst of gunfire, the already chaotic marching column became even more chaotic at this moment.

Not only that, but seven or eight officers and soldiers who fell to the ground, whose fate was unknown, told everyone very glaringly that at this moment, they were being attacked by unknown people.

At this time, if the well-trained old Maozi and the Japanese are attacked, they will definitely lie on the ground and counterattack as soon as possible.

However, they are not...... Not only that, but the patrol battalion of 500 people is really equipped with fast guns, and there are only more than 100 officers and soldiers who are equipped with muskets.

Although these officers and soldiers have the conditions to counterattack, the long period of lack of training has made them forget the most basic tactical moves.

Until Yang Xingguo's second round of gunfire rang out, the 500-strong patrol battalion soldiers were still scurrying around on the narrow mountain road.

There was no doubt that the gunshots rang out, and seven or eight officers and men of the patrol battalion fell to the ground without even saying a word.

And it was only at this moment that the sentinels and team members in the chaotic army finally reacted.

Shouting loudly, he ordered his soldiers to conceal and counterattack with quick guns.

Yang Xingguo and more than a dozen sharpshooters under his command did not miss the last chance to shoot this excellent shot.

When the chaotic officers and soldiers began to hide, they fired a third round of bullets.

At this time, the patrol battalion, which was armed with fast guns and old-fashioned muskets, also began to counterattack.

However, in Yang Xingguo's view, their counterattack was so aimless.

Although the flying bullets were constantly being fired out of the chamber by them, it was already a blessing that five out of ten bullets could go in the direction of Yang Xingguo.

So, Yang Xingguo did not hesitate, and immediately used his fastest speed to shoot the last two bullets left in the chamber.

After finishing, he took more than a dozen sharpshooters under his command and quickly disappeared into the dense forest.

At this time, some people may ask, since the counterattack of the patrol battalion is basically useless, why doesn't Yang Xingguo put a few rounds of bullets here.

In fact, it was not that Yang Xingguo failed to grasp the fighter, but that the battlefield form forced Yang Xingguo to retreat.

After firing five rounds of bullets in a row, Luo Wenshan, the commander of the patrol battalion, was a fool, and he could clearly judge that there were more than ten enemies attacking him.

And even if the patrol battalion excludes casualties, there are still more than 400 people.

At this time, not to mention too much, a frontal attack and outflanking the two wings can trap Yang Xingguo here.

At that time, even if Yang Xingguo is equipped with a fast gun and the patrol battalion is only equipped with cold weapons, Yang Xingguo will fall into a dangerous situation where two fists are difficult to defeat and four hands.

Not to mention, Yang Xingguo had just begun to retreat, and the patrol battalion, which had already been lying on the mountain road for concealment, began to divide his troops.

Two infantry posts with 200 men and horses quickly outflanked Yang Xingguo's two flanks, and the remaining infantry outpost and more than 100 people from the personal guard relied on fast guns to carry out a frontal attack.

However, when they filled Yang Xingguo's hiding position, Yang Xingguo left them with not even a trace of blood, except for dozens of bullet shells that were still steaming......

"Bastard...... What are you all doing to eat, for such a long time, you have not even killed a single bandit, but you have killed and injured twenty or thirty brothers...... Can any of you tell me what the hell is going on......" Luo Wenshan, the commander of the patrol battalion, after seeing the results and losses, the whole person was like an angry lion, and he couldn't help but curse loudly.

You must know that among the dozens of subordinates lost, half of them were trained by themselves, and they were completely devoted to their own personal guards.

The infantry battalion that organized the patrol battalion to counterattack also had a ball of fire in its stomach.

Because, he has been a soldier for more than ten years, and he has never fought such a bad battle.

Without even seeing the shadow of the enemy, he lost a dozen brothers in vain.

However, anger is anger, and the infantry battalion has not lost its mind because of this.

As soon as the commander Luo Wenshan's angry roar was finished, the infantry battalion pipe band said: "My lord, the last general just saw that the brothers who were shot were basically killed by one shot, and few were injured. And the bandits who attacked us, there were only a dozen people. From this, the last general can judge that the bandits who attacked us must be the most elite bandits in Yangjiazhai......"

"The last general also heard that more than ten days ago, the old Maozi who surrounded and suppressed Yangjiazhai was because of the sneak attack of Yangjiazhai, which saw the beginning and the end, and collapsed without a fight, and even Yangjiazhai did not see ......"

Hearing Yang Xingguo's tactics, Lao Maozi suffered a big loss, and he was helpless.

Luo Wenshan, the commander of the patrol battalion who was still angry just now, finally felt a lot more comfortable in his heart.

However, this comfort did not last long, and the face of the commander Luo Wenshan was once again replaced by solemnity......

At this moment, he suddenly thought that even Lao Maozi couldn't help the bandits' weird way of fighting, not to mention that his combat effectiveness was far inferior to Lao Maozi's own......

Thinking of this, Luo Wenshan, whose face was solemn, immediately shifted his gaze to the infantry battalion pipe belt.

did not disappoint Luo Wenshan, under his own gaze, it didn't take long for the infantry battalion commander to show a confident smile on his face.