After walking more than a hundred steps, he walked around a mountain and looked along the dirt road. With his intact eyes, he saw the villagers resting from afar.

At the same time, some villagers also saw them carrying guns and knives, stood up and shouted in horror: "The bandits are here, run away."

The villagers threw down the heavier cart animals, turned around and ran away with the package, showing their first reaction when they met bandits.

One eye was anxious when he saw this, "Brothers, come on me, don't let them go."

Lao Jiu, who had reported the news to one eye before, rushed the fastest. He chased and shouted, trying to use words to dismantle the villagers' idea of ​​escaping: "Stop, stop running, don't rob you."

During the investigation, he did not see anyone wearing Eighth Route Army uniforms, but also saw the militia's armed guns.

But just a few guns, the big swords and spears that the rest of the people were at most escorts to the wealthy family guarding the house.

Lao Jiu followed Yiyan and kidnapped the kilns and kidnapped the money, and also dealt with the escorts of the wealthy families a lot.

It's okay to bully the farmers in a high-walled courtyard, but when they meet these desperate bandits, they will immediately become timid.

Lao Jiu dared to bet a big bet, and now someone must have peed his pants.

Unfortunately, no one bet with him now. He is in a hurry to top dressing up the sheep.

"Stop, don't run!"

One after another, shouting continued to sound. One hundred or two hundred steps away, many bandits whose bodies were hollowed out by wine were running too fast and were already out of breath. One shouted at the top of his voice, and was choked with a breath of wind, his face turned red.

But no one is willing to fall behind, because whoever grabs the things will be the one who gets. If you fall behind, you will not be able to get along with the money. Even if you use your energy to get enough money, you have to chase them!

Lao Jiu took the lead in running to where the villagers were just now. Facing the supplies in the area, his eyes quickly scanned like a radar.

He was happy if he didn't think about the big things, but he had to choose valuable things if he had small things.

"Hey, there's really that bad luck."

He picked it up quickly and stuffed it into his arms. He shouted loudly with the people behind him: "Brothers, there are many rich people among the fat sheep, come and fight with me!"

The bandit who had just picked up the package heard it, and quickly opened the package and saw that it was full of torn clothes. He cursed "grass, poor people" in bad luck, and immediately threw away the package and chased after it.

On the hillside on the east side, Chen Li lay down condescendingly, searching with a pair of small eyes, just like a falcon was about to hunt, looking for the best gift.

Lao Jiu, who was in the limelight, once became his target. But when he thought that the bandit leader had a one-eyed dragon, he suppressed his thoughts again.

A pair of hunting eyes searched among the bandits, looking for the whereabouts of one eye. Finally, at the back of the team, he found an eye that was moving forward slowly.

A black cloth strip wrapped around one eye, two box cannons were slung around her waist, and wearing silk clothes. Even if it wasn't one eye, he was a big shot among the bandits.

According to the experience taught by his father, Chen Li estimated the distance between the two sides, about 120 steps. According to the three points and one line taught in the army, he calmly put the sight on the head of one eye.

He was about to pull the trigger,

"Ba——, comrades throw it to me!"

Seeing that the bandits in front were about to run out of their ambush circle, Li Ping'an couldn't wait to follow the plan and asked Chen Li to find the bandit leader and beat him to death.

He fired a shot at the bandits at the foot of the mountain with a box cannon, stood up and shouted loudly.

The militia and more than a dozen villagers who had just been trained urgently, threw down the grenade string that a seven-year-old child could use.

More than twenty grenades looked like they had thrown more than twenty stones, but their power was absolutely incomparable.

The rumbling explosion echoed in the mountains. The grenade exploded, killing and injuring seven or eight bandits on the spot. The rest of the bandits were dizzy.

Some even shouted in fear: "The Eighth Route Army is here, we are ambushing!"

The militia picked up big swords and spears, rushed down like a tiger going down the mountain. Some shouted for killing, and some shouted for surrendering the gun but not killing it. They were full of momentum.

Faced with this situation, at this time, only a small number of armed forces in Shanxi were able to organize a counterattack.

It is difficult to explain what exactly. What is certain is that it will not be these residues.

Chen Li's bullet was still fired. The bandit leader saw the ambush on the mountain with one eye. He knew something was wrong and turned around and ran away.

But he was a little bit lucky. Just after running a few steps, a grenade landed at his feet. The explosion fragments pierced into his body. Several fragments shot into his chest and abdomen, which was already fatal enough.

One eye raised and fell down, staring at the sky with both eyes wide open. He didn't seem to expect that he would be finished like this, not dead.

The only thing worth comforting is that... he had already fallen into endless darkness before he could finish his thoughts.

The Eighth Route Army's bullets were very precious. Chen Li was specially sent to protect Yuan Chenming this time, and the company commander specially approved him thirty bullets.

What his baby looks like, how could he waste it on a dead person?

Lao Jiu was not dead after being bombed. Before the militia rushed forward to capture him, he was hit on his chest by a bullet from Chen Li and lay on his back on the ground.

The battle was so good that more than 20 bandits did not react, and more than half of them were killed or injured, and they were cleaned up by the militia.

Yuan Chenming was watching the fun behind him. When the fight in front was over, he and the two female soldiers walked out from behind the rocks and spoke as they walked.

"It's so real about playing the role of a villager who is about to collapse. I almost believed it, let alone this group of bandits, they died unjustly."

"Captain Li has a good command ability, and he just grasped the timing. It's a pity that there are fewer people, otherwise it would be even better if he had to encircle it in front and back."

He stood far and observed carefully. The slowest bandits ran away at the outermost periphery of the ambush circle and took advantage of the chaos to run towards the road.

In any case, the bandits who had won a big victory before and were worried about all kinds of bandits just now have been eliminated. No one will be unhappy.

Erni turned her head and wanted to share the joy. She looked at her sister and Yuan Chenming.

Suddenly, I felt a little funny. She was obviously a young man who was a few years older than him, so she had to pretend to be an uncle.

The point is that you don’t put two beards on it, your acting skills are not too good. You can’t draw a tiger but become a dog, which looks ridiculous.

Erni was smiling happily, but Qiu Shufang was not like that heartless little girl.

She was even more curious about Yuan Chenming. She could make grenades and provide advice and command wars, but she usually looked gentle and kind, which was really curious.

When Xu Xiaoyong saw them coming, he greeted happily: "The big scholar is really amazing. If you don't take action, you will have to do something big."

Yuan Chenming felt fluttering in his heart, his face was joyful, but his mouth was still the favorite style of Chinese people, modest:

"It's just an idea to take down all the bandits, all depends on the cooperation between you and the courage and fearlessness of the militia soldiers."

Xu Xiaoyong had a smile on his face. He really didn't mean to praise Yuan Chenming too much. Because the big show deserved this praise.

It is not too much to be able to come up with such an ambush plan in such a short time, at least you can be a team adviser.

If you train and practice for a while, you will become an excellent military commander.

Although the battle just now was small, someone was injured. Qiu Shufang and Erni went to help rescue the wounded.

Xu Xiaoyong praised him a few words and wanted to clean up the battlefield and return the performance props just now to the villagers. He also invited him to take a look.

Yuan Chenming looked at the corpse and blood lying on the ground from afar, and shook his head quickly: "Forget it, I feel disgusted."

"College students = rich children, they are well protected. They have never seen dead people, and it is understandable that they are afraid in their hearts." Xu Xiaoyong immediately made up for his imagination and did not force him anymore.

In fact, it is not true for rich children. College students are real, and it is true that they have never been so close to dead people.

By the way, when he walked here, he was lying down a bandit's corpse, his twisted and deformed face, and blood and bones in the broken limbs. Everything made him feel uncomfortable.

In the movies and TV series, there are endless corpses, countless bones, and blood flowing into rivers. No matter how miserable it is, it doesn’t matter. Because you know that it is fake, at most you were shocked at that time.

But here, when I smelled the smoke that had not yet dissipated in the air and looked at the corpse lying down dozens of steps away, my heart was greatly impacted.

It is said that military and police who carried out firing in peaceful times must receive psychological counseling afterwards to prevent psychological illness.

Yuan Chenming, who had never even killed a chicken, stood here and looked from afar, which was enough to impact his heart.

He was a little puzzled. Why didn’t he feel scared when he was watching the fun in the distance?
Chapter completed!