"" The horse bandits were shooting while rushing down the valley entrance. The robbed carriage convoy seemed to have weapons. Both sides shot at each other. The bullets pierced the air and made bursts of chirping sounds. There were also the neighing of wounded horses and the howls of people.

The sound filled the eardrums.

Suddenly, Zhao Hu's ears perked up. He heard an unusual gunshot: "Da da da da da da". It was a machine gun, and it was a light machine gun that killed people like dogs. In the past five years, he had only heard gunshots like this.

I heard it twice, and both times, the horse bandits suffered heavy losses!

Uncle Hua also shouted: "No, machine guns, great ideas!"

The two bandits suddenly raised their hands and shouted into the distance: "Look, there's a cavalry!"

There were two muffled sounds of "Puff, puff". Uncle Hua turned around suddenly and was sprayed by a blood arrow on his face. His eyes suddenly turned red.

"Are you crazy? Do you want your life?" Uncle Hua wiped his eyes with his sleeves and shouted tremblingly.

Zhao Hu put away the steel spur, picked up the bandit's rifle, pulled the bolt to check, and said loudly: "Uncle Hua, don't stop me, I will take revenge today, you were also kidnapped by them, take this opportunity, let's

Run, both of you!"

Uncle Hua wanted to stay and fight with him, but he knew that he could only hold him back, so he could only stomp his feet bitterly: "Okay, I'm going, you, take care, I'll wait for you at Beishan Pass!"

After saying that, he picked up another rifle, mounted his horse, took the reins of the other horses, gave a light shout, and drove off.

Now is not the time to hesitate. Judging from the smoke in the distance, there are nearly a hundred people on the other side. They are definitely not something that these twenty or thirty horse bandits can deal with. Once surrounded, everyone will die.

The battle ahead quickly changed, and the Death-Destroying Ghost roared: "It's a tough idea, we've fallen into a trap, run away!"

Zhao Hu was a little amused when he heard this: "You are not professional at all. Isn't it said in dramas and dramas that the wind is tight and the breath is blowing? You haven't even learned this?"

I was thinking in my heart, but I didn't stop in my hands. While dragging the two corpses to hide behind the rocks, I gathered their bullets together. The rifle in my hand was an old sleeve. I counted the bullets again, eighteen rounds.

, round head, pressed into the barrel of the gun, aimed at a rock in front and fired with a bang.

"It's not bad. It's only one fist that misses a hundred meters. Just adjust it when shooting." After muttering to himself, he pressed all five round-head bullets into the gun chamber, then led the horse to hide behind a rock and stretched out his hand.

Take out the barrel and wait quietly.

He caught a glimpse of two bleeding corpses from the corner of his eye, and felt a sense of nausea for no reason in his chest. In the past five years, he had seen many corpses, all of which were crimes committed by this gang of lawless horse bandits. He had no chance to stop them, even if he wanted to.

Every time he spoke, he would be beaten until he fainted, and then he turned a blind eye.

Although they have no power to resist for the time being, the seeds of hatred have already taken root and sprouted in their hearts. Every blood debt of these gangsters is deeply remembered in their hearts. It can be said that except for Uncle Hua, every horse bandit in the entire gang should be killed and must be killed.

Kill a thousand swords!

In the past five years, he would take the opportunity to secretly learn the martial arts of those people every day. Some were good at shooting with guns, some were good at throwing knives, and some were good at boxing and kicking. As long as he saw them, he would not miss them. Therefore, his own skills were also slightly improved.

You Xiaocheng, just now, he used two sharpened stabbing sticks to directly assassinate two horse bandits. Although they didn't pay attention, they attacked with both hands at the same time, and they were sure to hit with one hit. This was inseparable from their hard training over the years.

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The northwest wind blew slightly in front of me. The horse bandit who was running at the front had already climbed up the mountain ridge and was charging down. His bare head was jumping in the rear sight, and you could even spot the horse that was thrown up behind him.

The pig's tail has long lost its former ferocity and has become dejected.

Following behind was Di Baotian Routongue. He lay crouched on the horse, fearing that stray bullets would hit him from behind. He raised his small pistol high and fired randomly backwards. Rather than fighting back, he was hurting himself.

Take courage.

Then, I saw four or five embarrassed horse bandits behind them. Northwest Feng turned around and fired from time to time, and also retreated towards this direction on horseback.

After rushing downhill, the Destroyer Ghost found that no one was there. He turned his horse around and galloped towards another ravine. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Wang Geda, Song Xiaobei, where are the people?"

"Here it is." There was a shout from behind. Hearing the sound, the Death-Destroying Ghost suddenly reined in the horse's head. The fast-running horse suddenly closed its hooves and then slammed to the ground, knocking the Death-Destroying Ghost sitting on it.

It almost fell over after being hit.

I finally managed to stabilize my mount, and when I turned back, I suddenly felt a heat in my chest. When I lowered my head, I saw a blood hole on my chest.

The distance was only sixty or seventy meters. The bullet entered under the right rib and passed through the front of the left chest. A blood hole as big as a small bowl suddenly drained all the strength from the whole body. The life-destroying ghost only had time to look at the face full of hatred with hatred.

His face was already tilted under the horse.

Ruan Tongue, who was rushing towards him, saw that Zhao Hu had actually shot Lao San. He was so frightened that he quickly pulled the reins with both hands and turned to the right. In his panic, he didn't even realize that he had dropped his pistol.

"Bang!" This guy just ran away, and the two horse bandits who rushed up from the side without looking behind him couldn't hold their horses back for a while, and they collided with this guy hard.

First, a horse bandit was hit and thrown high into the air, and then his head hit the ground. His entire head was not in his cavity, and a large cloud of yellow dust was stirred up.

The other was knocked off his horse, but one foot was still hanging on the stirrup. The horse in front of him fled to the side. The horse bandit was also dragged on the ground and bounced up and down. His head kept colliding with the hard gravel.

White flowers flowed out all the way.

Ruan Tongue groaned and rolled under the horse. He hid behind the horse and shouted at the top of his lungs: "The eldest boss, that bastard Xiaohu betrayed him and beat the third boss to death... ah!"

Just as he was talking, Zhao Hu hit the war horse in front of him with his second shot. The bullet hit the horse's back. The horse felt pain and jerked forward, trying not to take out Ruan's tongue.

Pulling the bolt, ejecting the shell, and loading the gun, Zhao Hu looked calmly and just wanted to kill this duplicitous bad guy again. Since there was another war horse in the way, he took a step forward to take aim.

"Dang, Du" a bullet hit his ear and hit the stone. As soon as his left auricle became hot, Zhao Hu knew that Northwest Feng was about to take action. He quickly fired a shot at the charging horse and ducked behind.

In the pile of rocks.

Seeing Zhao Hu's gun pointed towards him, Northwest Feng instinctively ducked down to avoid the bullet, which posed no threat. However, when he tried to shoot again, the little guy had already hid behind a rock.

"What's going on?" Northwest Feng yelled at Ruan Tongue as soon as he got off his horse. It was a bad year, but this time he really got into trouble. Not only did he hide the machine gun in the carriage, but he also surrounded him from behind.

It's basically a trap. People let the news out early just waiting for you to jump in.

"Little bastard, he, he shot the third child and frightened the two horses. What should we do?"

Northwest Feng pressed bullets into the shell gun, and turned his head and shouted: "Little Huzi, I have always been very kind to you, and this is how you repay your kindness? It doesn't matter if the third brother kills your godfather and is beaten by you.

Now, let’s open up a road and we’ll have green mountains and green waters from now on!”

"I don't. You gangs of murderers and robbers will be punished today. You will all die!"

Ruan Tongue was about to follow the advice when another bullet hit the saddle in front of him. He was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with a grunt, but he said reluctantly: "Little bastard, if you let me catch you, I will skin you and cramp you."

No."

Seeing Zhao Hu firing, Northwest Feng also stuck his head out and fired back three times, sending stone fragments flying. Zhao Hu shrank his head and pulled the bolt again. He was about to fire back when he suddenly heard the sound of a machine gun outside.

, there were only two short screams from the northwest wind, and then there was no more sound.

He secretly looked up and found that the two of them had fallen to the ground dead. Northwest Feng's mount struggled forward for a few more steps before falling to the ground!

"Okay, it seems that the security team has taken revenge on me." Zhao Hu muttered and stood up to shout. Suddenly, another round of bullets came across. If it were not blocked by a sharp stone in front of him, he would have been shot.

!

Without thinking, he raised his gun and fired at the machine gun that appeared on the ridge. After a gunshot, a machine gun rolled down the ridge.

"Hey, when did my marksmanship become so accurate? No matter, since I don't have a machine gun, I can go out and grab the gun."

Zhao Hu stood up and ran towards the small gun not far away first. He had been coveting this gun for more than a day. Now that he could finally own it, how could he not be inexplicably excited?

A handful of flower-mouthed muskets, six shell guns, and the bullets on everyone's body were put into a horse sack. When Zhao Hu dug through the belongings of several people, he was surprised to find that there was a large amount of money!

The bandits were rootless people, and they carried all their belongings with them. No, he immediately dug out twenty or thirty small yellow croakers and hundreds of pieces of ocean. Zhao Hu filled two sacks with these things and carried them on his back.
Chapter completed!