After dawn, there is a pass at the foot of the undulating mountains.
The reverberations of the two gunshots echoed in the valley.
A soldier came out of the ravine panting: "Instructor, the supplementary group in the mountain has been contacted, but... they only have a dozen people, and they can't provide us with any help at all!"
Pu Buhuan, who had been lying down all morning, turned around and shouted: "Let those common people run faster, throw useless things into the ditch, and come back to find them in a few days!"
"yes!"
Park Buhuan watched the soldiers run away, raised his rifle, and pointed it at the security force team behind him who had been chasing after him since early in the morning.
The crosshair swung left and right, framing the target holding the short gun.
That guy was suddenly shot twice by the Eighth Route Army who had been running away all night. He was just crouching behind a stone and was poking his head out to yell.
Phew, a bullet passed over the top of his head. He was startled, and he quickly shrank his head. Feeling the burning pain on the top of his head, he quickly pulled off his military cap.
Grass, one eye on the front and one on the front! There was a smell of burning hair coming from the hat.
"Company commander, on your head..."
"What happened to your head?" The bandit commander's face turned pale.
"There is a groove in the hair on the top of the head!" the man next to him quickly replied.
Captain Zhi raised his hand and touched his head, then put his hand in front of his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was no blood!
Could it be that there is a sharpshooter on this Tubal Road?
So what if there are sharpshooters? I have more than a hundred guns, but I can still be intimidated by one or two of your guns: "Hit them all, until his mother doesn't recognize him!"
Upon the company commander's order, all units immediately hurriedly placed their rifles on the rocks in front of them, trying to shoot from behind.
Dozens of rifles were aimed at the mountain road ahead, and the triggers were pulled without hesitation.
Bang...bang...bang...a hail of bullets came whizzing over, in a mess, hitting them at different levels.
The low ones collided with the rocks and swarmed, while the high ones whizzed past.
A bullet hit the stone next to Pu Buhuan, causing stone fragments to fly. He quickly closed his eyes, shook his head and ordered the soldier next to him: "Retreat!"
After the security forces fired almost five rounds of bullets in the first wave, the few people who stayed at the back jumped on the mountain road and ran deep into the ravine while the security forces were loading.
"Instructor, this is a good location. I don't believe his security forces can rush up."
Park Buhuan took a quick glance and saw that there was a platform next to the ravine. He could see the security forces behind him with his head, but the security forces on the lower ground could never see the top.
"Instructor, if... there was a machine gun, one man would really be able to defend this place, and no one could attack it."
Another soldier quickly added: "If the security forces don't use mortars."
Pu Buhuan looked up at the figures of ordinary people who were slowly moving up the mountainside after leaving the ravine in the distance: "Let's beat one of them here first. Don't you usually say that there is no chance for live ammunition shooting? This time I will let you hit them all!"
"Okay, instructor, just watch it!"
"Attention, if the security forces bring mortars, they must kill the mortar operators first!"
This was Park Buhuan's overthinking. The security force itself only had four mortars, and those mortars were heavy. The security force didn't bring them at all because they needed speed in pursuit.
The key point is that Commander Guo is also heartbroken. Two groups of artillerymen were killed and wounded. How could the mortar soldiers, whom he regarded as his beloved, be willing to use them to fight such pursuit of security regiment soldiers.
Looking at the figures of the security forces at the bottom of the ravine, several soldiers murmured. After a while, the squad leader spoke: "I will shoot the first one, and the dog will shoot the second one..."
Pu Buhuan pulled out his binoculars and looked at the leading group of security forces more than a hundred meters away. Those guys with their heads almost bent to the ground always aimed at a sheltered place before continuing to move forward. In this way, the speed could not be improved at all. I can't get up quickly.
After almost half an hour, we had walked less than fifty meters!
The security forces who have been dealing with the mountains for many years could not see that there must be an ambush from Tubal Road behind the stone protruding out of the ravine in front of them!
The first security guard was running sideways with his body lowered, about to rush behind a stone on the other side of the ditch.
The squad leader took aim for a long time and opened fire decisively. The bullets whizzed across the ravine but failed to hit the target.
The security forces immediately rushed forward and disappeared behind the big rock.
"Sixty meters away, you have to hit him two positions on the left according to his speed!" Pu Buhuan put down the telescope.
What are two bodies?
There is a reaction time when you shoot, and there is a flight time after the bullet comes out of the chamber. Although it is very short, you aim directly at him. If you can hit me, I will take your last name!
Another vigilante ran by.
Bang, the bullet came out again, impartially, and the body of the security soldier who was struggling suddenly fell down.
The soldiers were stunned and quickly cheered.
The monitor was also stunned.
Pu Buhuan is happy, this kid is a promising kid, and his education has really paid off.
After a while, the person who fired the gun said: "Instructor, I was also aiming at the security force. How come... I hit him?"
ah? This time it was Park Bu-hwan who was stunned.
After thinking for a long time, he looked away from the security guard who was still struggling on the ground in the distance: "Show me your gun!"
The soldier quickly handed over the gun, and Pu Buhuan took it. He felt that the gun seemed to be old, and he looked at the inscription on the back: 1908...
Looking at the thick barrel in front of him, Park Buhuan had a black line on his face: an old sleeve.
He unloaded the bullet, turned the muzzle of the gun, moved his eyes forward, and took a look in the not-so-bright light of the ravine: the rifling was almost invisible.
Throwing the gun back: "What's your fucking last name?"
Hey, my last name is Li, instructor, I know this is a lie, you don’t have to use my last name.
If I don’t kick you to death, tell me, how did you get hit?
I know this gun is useless. Without the rifling you mentioned, not only can it not shoot accurately, it cannot seal the gunpowder gas, and its range is also short. Therefore, I found that the bullets it fired always deflected to the right, so I Aiming at the enemy, he was running to the right. This blind cat encountered a dead mouse...
Pu Buhuan thought for a while and handed over his rifle: "Try using this gun. Whichever way the security forces run, hit the person in front of him and hit him in two body positions!"
A few unlucky guys who were in the vanguard secretly cursed the company commander's ancestors and dug up the graves of ten generations of the company commander's family.
Fortunately, this time I am the one who rushes forward, and the next attack will be fine. It may not come until at least half an hour later.
He hid his body and put the rifle in front of him again. If I don't show my head this time, I'll see how you can fight Tubalu!
I still don’t believe it. You are just a few eight-year-old brothers who can stop our endless bullets from more than a hundred brothers...
The lead soldier touched the bullet bag that had been specially reinforced with ammunition because he was a commando, pulled a handful of it and put it into his pants pocket.
This thing can be exchanged for money at the station. A few drinks are no problem. Thinking of this, I feel excited. You can even find a prostitute...
Anyway, this time the attacker was replaced by the second platoon, which had long been disliked. The platoon leader was the company commander's brother, and he was shouting from behind.
With a "bang" sound, the security forces who were said to be carrying out fire suppression were not frightened and fired back at the Eighth Route Army.
Bullets flew in random directions towards the place where the eight-pronged ambush was ahead.
The firepower of the security forces is not weak, and they cannot withstand such cheap bullets.
The platoon leader of the security army saw his men beating randomly under the eyes of the company commander's cronies, and quickly stopped him: "Can you, mother, take aim before shooting? If you waste bullets, I will turn around and deduct your pay!"
The hero could not stand up to the large number of people, and the heavy rain of bullets made Pu Buhuan and the others dare not even raise their heads.
The key point is that those security forces shoot irregularly. They will shoot sometimes and then not...
