The boss of Funiu Mountain's Evil Tiger Ridge, Guofeng, is now riding a tiger with difficulty.
Since the beginning of the Central Plains War, this bandit's bad luck has come. Because the army was under military discipline, the villages and towns they passed through collected some military supplies and destroyed their fields, but the villagers themselves were not harmed. But the bandits were out of luck. why? Because bandits are rich, especially old bandits. Therefore, all bandits within dozens of miles around the garrison were suppressed.
No matter how high your mountain is, no matter how dangerous the terrain is, it will be nothing in front of the regular army. When all kinds of mountain artillery, mortars, and light and heavy machine guns opened fire, everything was wiped out.
Although the evil tiger mountain village is located in a dangerous terrain and Feofeng has worked hard for many years and considers itself to be impregnable, it could not withstand the attack of a regiment of the Northwest Army. The four hundred bandits persisted for less than half an hour before they were captured by the stronghold. Only the boss, Feng Feng, and a few old brothers took advantage of the chaos and escaped. All the belongings he had owned for many years were gone, but he didn't even have time to cry. He was chased by the army and had to sleep in the mountains for half a year.
It was not easy until the army withdrew. Not only did the brothers eat chaff and wild vegetables for half a year, they all missed women. Not to mention women, I didn't even see a sow on the mountain. They were all going crazy. So, a gust of wind that had flowed from Wuhu Ridge to Fangcheng Mountain decided to go down the mountain to make a vote.
After some inquiring, I found that Ertang Village at the foot of the mountain was very popular and every household had cooking smoke, so I decided to clean up Ertang Village today so that the brothers could have a good time.
Early in the morning, a gust of wind brought down the fifty or so tough bandits that had been collected with great difficulty over the past six months. The bandits are high-spirited and energetic. Thinking of the delicate white skin of the women in the village, as well as the large pieces of meat and large bowls of wine, all of them felt hot and burning in their hearts. The mountain road that was supposed to take three hours to complete ended up at the bottom of the mountain in less than two hours.
However, imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel. Before reaching the entrance of the village, he was discovered by the village's hidden whistle, and the gun rang out. A gust of wind made me wonder, let alone a small village with guns, they actually put out hidden sentries? Didn't the troops withdraw?
But listening to the gunshots fired in the village, it seemed that there were not many people there, so Guofeng gritted his teeth and ordered a strong attack. This time it’s even more confusing. It doesn’t matter if you have a gun or a concealed whistle, why do you have a machine gun?
"Ta-ta-ta!" At the sound, five or six people were killed and injured in one fell swoop. This battle was impossible to fight. So Guofeng showed up his flag and shouted that he would leave as long as the village gave him some food. The village also called out and raised the flag, and it turned out to be a colleague named Hao Laodao.
Colleagues are enemies. If anyone gives you food, get out of here!
Now a gust of wind was in trouble. return to? No, if we retreat, the people we have managed to gather will disperse, and it will be difficult to lead the team.
A forceful attack is not an option. Who the hell dares to charge when this machine gun fires? The brothers who had been knocked down just now were still covered in blood and howling on the ground.
If you can't attack or retreat, I will be the butt of you. Just block the entrance to the village. If you don't make it easy for me, you won't be able to live a peaceful life. This Xiangfeng is worthy of being a veteran who has been eating like bandits for many years, and he actually came up with such an impossible solution.
So there were too few people in the village to fight out, and too many people outside the village were afraid of machine guns and couldn't get in. The two sides fired a few shots from time to time to harass each other, and it was like a stalemate.
If no transport team arrived at the right time, the village would probably still suffer disaster when it gets dark and is attacked by a gust of wind regardless of casualties.
However, what Xiufeng didn't know was that Gao Xiaoshan entered the village from the back village entrance...
At noon, the gunfire in the village suddenly stopped. A gust of wind was a little strange at first. Was it because the village was out of bullets? It doesn't look like it. If there were no bullets, I wouldn't have fired a few random shots from time to time to scare people. What does this mean? Want to attack it? That's just right, the guys in my hands haven't seen any blood yet.
When a gust of wind started to feel that something was wrong, did he give in and give the order to retreat? A hail of bullets swept over him along with the sound of machine gunfire on the mountainside on the left. The bullets whizzed past his head and brought up gusts of wind, making the gusts of wind feel colder and biting than the howling wind in the mountains in winter, making him shiver from the cold to his bones.
The sound of bullets pouring into the human body was heard in front and behind him. On the left and right sides of his body were the screams of pain from brothers whose bodies were torn apart by the violent bullets. Standing next to him was the second-in-command Hou Ermao, an old brother who had followed him for more than ten years, an old bandit who wiped out the slaughter house without blinking an eye, with that very familiar face that was now pale with fear, A big hole exploded in an instant, and the red and white liquid flew out from the black eye socket, along with the minced meat, and directly splashed a gust of wind on his head and face.
A gust of wind scared me. How many machine guns were firing? His mind was empty, but his heart was cold from top to bottom. What a big pit this is, I just jumped into it.
Before Gust Feng could take the regret medicine, a precise 7.92mm bullet was shot into his head, and the powerful kinetic energy splashed out with fragments of the back of his skull...
If a gust of wind can still come back to life, you can see that the moment the machine gunfire stopped, a group of soldiers armed from feet to teeth rushed out of the village in a skirmish formation. Everyone had long guns and short cannons, and wore iron-clad armor. He quickly rushed into the bandits' position and used bullets to clean up every body that was dead or pretending to be dead. The scholar's order is not to let anyone go.
The battle ended simply like that. The terrain around Ertang Village can be traced by the brothers with their eyes closed. After Gao Xiaoshan entered the village, he ordered the machine gun team to go up the mountain from another entrance in the village and set up six machine guns on the side of the bandits.
Then - there was no more. Covered by such a violent metal storm, the forty or fifty bandits exposed on the sides were really a piece of cake. Only a gust of wind was lucky enough to escape the metal frenzy, but it failed to escape the bullet fired by Zhang Xiaoping's G98 Mauser standard rifle. The other team members are just practicing their attack formations and cleaning up the battlefield.
An hour after the battle ended, Zhou Wen arrived with a convoy.
He looked at the few people who came out. In addition to Gao Xiaoshan and a girl with a round face and big eyes carrying a gun, there was also a familiar face that he didn't expect to appear here. Isn't this the bandit Hao Laodao from whom he robbed most of his belongings?
Zhou Wen was amused. He was an acquaintance. He didn't expect that this old bandit would gain a little weight after not seeing him for more than half a year. He asked Old Uncle Wu to lead the team into the village, and then he walked towards Gao Xiaoshan and the others with his red sleeves on his back.
I saw Hao Laodao passing through the crowd, running over shouting, saying hello with a charming smile on his face: "Sir, sir, you are here. If it were a little later, the old and young in this village would be in trouble." Disaster is imminent, the one who came this morning is Funiu Mountain's most notorious old gangster, Guofeng."
Zhou Wen smiled and said: "Hao Laodao, how did you recognize me? Didn't I cover my face at that time?"
In fact, Hao Laodao also judged that Zhou Wen was the masked officer through observation and the figure in his memory. But his mouth was full of flattery: "Sir, how could you not recognize someone like you? From so far away, I can feel the majestic aura and strong aura coming towards me..."
