"Damn it! Who is shooting? Who is it? Who is it!" A bandit officer carrying a long knife desperately questioned his men behind the gate of his cottage.
On the wooden wall of the cottage, the soldiers holding muskets and standing sentry fell one by one in the sound of gunfire. Now they no longer dare to stick their heads out and take a look at the terrifying forest outside.
Are you kidding me? As long as you stick your head out, the forest will be filled with gunshots in a few seconds, and then the head of the soldier who sticks his head out will shatter like a watermelon hit by a stick.
"It's the devil! It must be the devil! Have we...did we offend the mountain god..." A soldier swallowed his saliva in shock and said cowardly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the officer stabbed him in the neck with his backhand. He stared at his leader with wide eyes, and for a moment he forgot to shout.
Blood began to splatter the moment the sword was pulled out, and the soldier fell down, losing his breath.
"Kill anyone who disturbs the morale of the army!" The bandit leader shook his long knife, raised the flintlock gun held in his other hand, and loudly reminded his subordinates: "Hold on! Hold on! "
After killing so many innocent people, he has long been numb. He doesn't care at all about mountain gods and evil spirits, and he won't be afraid.
What made him stern and angry was the sound of gunfire outside. What he was worried about was that Zheng's army would come to destroy this place. What he was worried about was that the people of Mirage were coming in!
However, the mountains here are high and the roads are dangerous, so the opponent's cannons will definitely not be able to push up. There is no way to use artillery attacks from this angle at the bottom of the mountain - as long as you hold on, there is nothing the opponent can do with this thick wooden wall. When the other party goes to find explosives, he can retreat calmly, which will be a few days later.
Before he could be proud, a huge explosion swallowed up the door of the cottage. The flying wood chips and billowing smoke engulfed him directly.
Countless sawdust formed a storm, cutting into his body. After the strong wind of the explosion shock wave cut through his body, he flew backwards.
Before the smoke cleared, a bandit who was standing far away saw the usually domineering leader rolling in front of him.
He had just hacked an unlucky guy to death, and he was lying on his back, his whole face covered with wood and inlaid with stones...
If you look carefully, what flies over is not a complete bandit leader, but more than half of it. One of his arms and legs were gone, and blood was splattered everywhere.
The soldier trembled with fright, dropped his sword and ran away, forgetting to even check whether his superior was breathing.
The bandit leader was indeed dead. The explosion directly shattered his internal organs, and the shock wave also shredded his body. How could a mortal body resist such a tragic explosion?
After all, it is also a battalion mortar, specially designed for mountain warfare. Isn’t it easy to destroy a wooden door?
The mountain gate was destroyed, and the surrounding bandits were immediately in chaos. They are usually very good at bullying and dominating the common people, but they really have no fighting ability at all against the regular army.
As soon as he heard the sound of the cannon, he was so frightened that he lost the courage to continue fighting. The idealistic bastard even knew how to run away with his musket and weapon.
Are you kidding me? Those real officers and soldiers even brought in cannons. It can be seen that the other party must want to wipe out these bandits. How could they not run away?
He turned into a coward just to earn a living. Although he killed people, did evil, robbed food, and defiled women, he was forced to do so, wasn't he?
Living in troubled times, people are inferior to dogs, so who can blame them? I have killed so many people to survive to this day, I can't die!
The truth can be explained clearly anyway, so these bastards who usually feed the common people began to flee without looking back.
A bandit who ran behind the wall of the wooden house had the courage to look back and saw only some living trees quickly passing through the blasted mountain gate.
Those green shadows dispersed quickly as soon as they passed through the mountain gate, and it was difficult to see them in twos and threes. But then more intensive gunshots were heard, and the slow-running bandits who escaped from the mountain wall fell to the road one after another.
"Let us go! We surrender!" A bandit knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged loudly for mercy.
Seeing this scene, several bandits who were passing by quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, shouting for mercy: "We surrender! Surrender!"
"Tu tu tu tu!" After passing by these surrendered bandits, a strange man carrying an unknown weapon and a pot on his head raised his hand, and the strange weapon spurted out tongues of fire. Several mountain bandits knelt on the ground begging for mercy. The bandits all collapsed.
This scene frightened the bandit who was peeking in the corner and quickly retracted his head. The road to beg for mercy and surrender was blocked so easily.
It seems that the other party is going to kill people and silence them. They are the people sent by that damn official from Zheng Guo! That must be the case! These people have been giving money to the official in the city. The other party was afraid that the bandits would reveal their secrets, so they sent people to kill them and silence them!
With this thought in his mind, the bandit turned around and ran away. But when he turned around, he saw a monster standing on the other side of the wooden house!
This monster is covered with vegetation, like a bunch of moving plants. The bandit, who was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were split apart, immediately screamed and fell to the ground.
The monster seemed to have grown hands, pulled something out from its waist, and raised its hand towards him. The bandit finally saw the fire flashing from the opponent's hand and heard the gunshot. Then his vision went dark and he was completely swallowed by death.
The combat effectiveness, tactical level, and weapons and equipment of both sides are not on the same level, so the entire battle is more like a one-sided massacre.
However, the roles were reversed for this kind of massacre that the gangsters were accustomed to. They who used to massacre civilians are now the targets of massacre.
Wearing white gloves and leather boots, the battalion commander of the 2nd Battalion, 1st Marine Regiment walked into the village with his hands behind his back. He looked at the body that had been broken into several pieces due to the explosion, and frowned in disgust.
The battlefield is actually one-sided, and there is no danger for him to walk to this place at this time. He carefully avoided the blood on the ground and glanced at the soldiers in the distance who were mowing down the bandits with submachine guns.
With the cooperation of his comrades, a soldier opened the ajar door of the wooden house with the muzzle of his gun and observed the scene in the house with his peripheral vision.
There was an unpleasant smell in the dark room, and the messy bed was full of naked women. They lay on the bed and on the ground like zombies, staring blankly at the door with a crack in it, and then looking away.
The women were scrawny and many had bedsores. They may not have showered for a long time, and many of them are unkempt and covered in stains.
After confirming that there was no danger in the room, a Marine covered his nose and carefully observed the room, then withdrew and looked at the pale-faced comrade beside him.
"Let me ask you, do you still think that the shoot-to-kill order is cruel?" The veteran reached out and patted the recruit on the shoulder and said, "I'll leave this to you?"
The recruit shook his head, checked the status of the submachine gun in his hand and then raised his head: "You stay and take care of them, leave the rest to me..."
Unspeakable annoyance made him carry the gun and walk towards the direction where the bandits were fleeing. After seeing another bandit kneeling down begging for mercy, he shot without even thinking about picking up the gun, emptying out a magazine in one go. .
Throwing away the empty magazine, he pulled out a new one from the magazine bag under his ribs, inserted it into the gun body and pulled the bolt, and then continued to walk forward with a furious rage.
"It's bad! It's bad! The big boss! The big boss! The mountain gate, the mountain gate has been lost!" A panicked bandit climbed up the stone steps to the door of the best big house in the village, knelt on the ground and shouted loudly .
The burly bandit leader came out carrying a flintlock gun, and the room was filled with the smell of blood. The two women on the bed had their heads separated, and blood splattered everywhere.
The big boss, who still had blood stains on his chest, looked at the smoldering cottage with eyes wide open. He roared with anger: "Asshole! You want to kill me? How can it be so easy? Just wait, I will kill you all sooner or later!" killed!"
"Wait until I come back! I'm going to cut the families of you bastards into pieces one by one today! Just wait! Just wait!" He glanced at the bandit soldiers kneeling at his feet, turned around and walked towards the back hill: "Let's go! Follow me! There is a secret passage in the back mountain..."
That was what the bandit was waiting for. He immediately followed his leader and looked back timidly at the fallen mountain stronghold, his eyes full of reluctance.
If you want to rob so many women, build such a stronghold, plunder so many treasures, and hoard so much food... it will not be easy.
I don’t know when I and the big boss will be able to make a comeback...or will I be able to become a small boss by then? It would be great if I could become a little boss, share more food and drinks, and sleep with women first. That would really be a happy life!
"I said, you still want to run away?" Suddenly, a ball of green grass spoke, startling the boss and the bandit soldiers behind him.
Before the two of them had time to draw their guns, they were horrified to see that the entire forest around them seemed to come alive, and dozens of figures stood up faintly.
"Were you the ones who screamed just now? Ha! You still want to run away? Everyone here will give you a kick, and you will become a photo!" The company commander of the 3rd Company of the 1st Battalion sneered and walked out from behind the tree.
After he finished speaking, he was stunned and waved his hand irritably: "You don't know what a photo is, forget it."
As his words fell, dense gunshots echoed in the dense forest, and bullets flying from all directions cut the two figures into pieces.
"Is this the last group on the nearby island...?" the 3rd company commander asked the old fisherman next to him, looking at the leaves splattered with blood.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"Yes." The old fisherman lowered his head and covered his eyes with his hands to prevent his tears from staying - he finally avenged his son!
