"Did the brothers who reported the message to my elder brother first in the morning have any response?" Huang Qingjiang glanced at the ridges on both sides and asked casually.

"San Master, they must have left it in the village after reporting the letter!" Scarface replied.

"Then have you sent someone to explore the way forward?" Huang Qingjiang's heart twitched secretly.

Although this is no different from usual, I always feel something is wrong and the surroundings are so quiet.

"My Third Master! Who dares to provoke our brothers in Heilongshan? It's those hundreds of little bastards with hair. When we and the Fourth Master arrive, they will know that I'm so powerful." Scarface smiled.

Indeed, although the individual equipment of the bandits was not very good, the 30-knot heavy machine guns raised in the team gave people great confidence. The rate of fire of 500 rounds per minute was not at a disadvantage when they shot against Jia Hushi's regular army two years ago. A 30-knot heavy machine gun on each mountain is also the confidence that the Four Tigers dare to challenge the regular army like the Independent Regiment.

Quiet, yes, it's too quiet. It's a bit too quiet. Huang Qingjiang, who didn't listen carefully to his confidant subordinates. If the birds' songs that sound from time to time in the mountains may be a bit annoying, but since he entered the valley of Luocao, he has never heard a bird's cry. What does this mean?

Huang Qingjiang's hair was standing up all over his body and he shouted desperately: "Stop, stop, stop me."

The bandits who were addicted to smoking looked at their leaders in a daze. They were urging them to leave quickly, but now they are about to stop. What is this?

I feel something is wrong now. Is it too late? Seeing that the bandits suddenly stopped moving forward, Liu Dazhu, two hundred meters away, sneered. Although he had not reached the ideal fire distance, the bandits had all entered the encirclement, and it was impossible to run away.

Liu Dazhu did not yell like in various magical dramas in later generations, "Battle me" as majestic as in various magical dramas. That was a bit nonsense. The firepower points in the entire encirclement were distributed in a radius of nearly a thousand meters. Could it be that they would have to provide a treble speaker for the superiors before each time they started fighting?

Liu Dazhu just aimed at the man who was a little out of control and was yelling without saying a word. If he guessed correctly, the man who could stop all bandits from moving would at least be a bandit leader. And his gunshots were orders.

"Stop it for me..." Huang Qingjiang was panicked and stepped on a piece of cow dung, and fell a dog to eat shit.

At the same time, with a "bang", a bandit who was about to help the boss and flatter him, a bloody flower bloomed on his chest, and the other staggered and fell heavily to Huang Qingjiang, who was terrified and wide-eyed.

"There is an ambush..." The thought that made Huang Qingjiang extremely frightened just came to his mind, and the sound of gunfire like fried beans suddenly rang out. The bandits marching in a scattered and long snake formation fell down instantly.

Liu Dazhu glared in dissatisfaction, not only annoyed that the bandit leader suddenly fell and avoided the shot he was determined to win, but more of it was dissatisfied with the recruits' first round of shooting. There were a total of 100 rifles, and the target was so obvious. Although the distance exceeded 200 meters, the hit rate was only a pitiful 20%. It is very likely that half of the hit rate of more than 20% belonged to the results of the ten veteran squad leader.

This is much worse than the usual target shooting results. You know, although they are only three months of recruits, after two months of shooting training, each of them fired no less than 1,500 bullets, which is more than the total bullets he fired in dozens of battles after five years in the 19th Route Army.

The first shot of the first battle that the recruits participated in was extremely bad.

However, Liu Dazhu also knows that beating a living person and a target that cannot be beaten are completely different. I am afraid that this is also the most important reason why the superior wants to use these new recruits to suppress the thieves!

Niu Er, who was lying not far from Liu Dazhu, punched the ground in annoyance after finishing his first shot. The sight had clearly put the bandit with a beard and a fierce face with a smoke gun in his waist, but at the moment of shooting, his heart trembled for no reason, and his hand holding the gun shook slightly.

It is obvious that the difference is a slight mistake and the shot that cannot be kept in a single line is flying wherever it is. The bearded man fell to the ground in Niu Er's vision, and his hands and feet crawled towards the place where he could hide.

Of course, the recruit Niu Er was upset. As an Andongcheng native whose father was killed by bandits, Niu Er vowed on the day he joined the Independence Corps that one day he would avenge his father. Unexpectedly, this opportunity came so early. The training and assessment of the recruits was to wipe out the bandits. Although it was not the bandits who had a deep blood hatred between Andongcheng and him, Niu Er hated all the bandits. If there were no bandits, his old man could still sit in the sunset and weave bamboo baskets like he did when he was a child, and he could bring back sweet bean cakes from the city to his youngest sister. The crisp laughter of the youngest sister could still resound throughout the mountains and forests.

Niu Er dreamed countless times in the past two days that he used the gun in his hand to kill all the vicious bandits, but when things came to an end, he was actually scared. Niu Er was extremely upset about his weakness. If possible, he would want to slap himself a few times now.

"Bastard, I'll aim at it before firing it. Bullets cost money." The veteran squad leader scolded in anger.

In this round of shooting just now, except for the veteran squad leader, Niu Er's squad was all fired empty cannons. It can be seen from the nervous and embarrassed faces of the new recruits.

The bandits were obviously veterans. At the first moment of the gunshot, except for a few bandits running around like headless flies, most of the bandits fell to the ground and looked for cover.

Unfortunately, the ambush site chosen by Liu Dazhu is very poisonous, especially for the ambushed object. The reason why Luocao is called Luocao is because the ridges here are flat and there are few trees. They are mainly grass and shrubs. They are considered as the pastures for nearby mountain people and are an excellent place to herd sheep.

But this terrain is a tragedy for the bandits who are eager to escape. The grass and bushes can cover their bodies, but they can't stop the bullets. It feels like lying in the grass and hoping that the bullets can't hit you. It's just the same as hiding a bell.

"The son of the turtle, shoot, shoot, I have many people, not many people." Scarface hid behind a bush, waving the muffle gun in his hand and shooting aimlessly in front of him, shouting at the top of his lungs.

Niu Er, who was full of shame, pointed his gun at the battlefield amid the angrily scolding of the veteran squad leader. The figures of hundreds of bandits rolling on the ground were spectacular. Scarface, who was waving the shell gun and bravely firing at his own position, attracted Niu Er's attention. He squinted his left eye, held his breath and quietly wrapped the Scarface tightly with his sight.
Chapter completed!