under fire

Chapter 815

"Balu! A large number of Balu... are coming from behind!" The bandits, who had been observing behind the gunshots, let out a broken gong and roared unsteadily.

The sound of hundreds of people shouting and killing... I don't need him to remind me!

The old bandit Qi, who is old in Jianghu, heard those shouting voices and immediately knew that there were eight routes to take the back road, and he judged that the number of the eight routes rushing over would not exceed two hundred at most, and the fighting power of the eight routes on the plain was scum!Immediately ordered: "Don't panic, all go south to stop!"

Everyone knows that the conditions of the Eighth Route Army on the plain are difficult and the equipment is really poor, but the Eighth Route Army is famous for its bravery in combat.

Obviously, old bandit Qi also overestimated what these bandits under Wang Sanzhu were.

Those old bandit brothers of Wang Taigong immediately pulled their guns and turned to the eight-way attacking team to shoot, while some bandits who joined not long ago only engaged in robbery, kidnapping and extortion. Shocking scene!

Scared the pee and scared the guts!Under the panic, who cares what blocking order is given?The previous battle target was completely forgotten, and many people ran directly to the village without thinking about it... because there are so many people there!
What's amazing is... the speed of escaping is more than double that of the team that first went to the village to attack in the dark!
In the dark night, some people rolled to the ground, got up skillfully, and continued to run towards the village, thinking that the village was safer!And the fire at the entrance of the village was blown up by the bandit grenade to extinguish the fire, so sparks flew around, so they didn't lose their way.

The bandits who were attacking by throwing grenades into the yard were obviously also affected by what happened later, and they no longer actively attacked.

Seeing someone fleeing before the battle, the old bandit Qi pointed his gun at the deserter's back to stop him. He was in a bad mood. After hesitating for a while, he put down his gun. Originally, he didn't want too many casualties. He has left his back, and the attack from the eight routes is even stronger than the devil's momentum!

From the sound of the gunshots, he judged that the guns in Ba Lu's hands should not exceed fifty!As the defensive side, there is no need to get up and shoot, and the terrain is completely dominant. He expected the counterattack of his men to make the eight roads fall on the way to attack, but the bandits once again disappointed him. Pick up the rifle on the ground and continue to rush forward.

There is no machine gun cover, no grenade to open the way, I only know how to rush forward half-cautiously.

Old gangster Qi was a little uncomfortable with this style of play that relied entirely on human lives, and suddenly felt that... he really underestimated the eight roads.

As a veteran soldier, who doesn't know what it means to be brave and not afraid of death?Don't you know what is imposing like a macro?

"Hit me, hit me hard." The red-eyed old bandit Qi was lucky, and hoarsely shouted strangely, mixing his voice into the gunfire of the bandit soldiers, seeing that the eight roads of the charge were broken into pieces. fall down.

But the eight roads behind followed immediately as if they didn't see it, and the distance between the two sides was getting closer instead.

The sporadic shooting of the eight-way attack hardly posed any threat to the bandits, but the aura of not fearing death made the old bandit Qi feel a sense of fear.

In less than a minute, a Balu with a big knife in his hand appeared faintly in the bandit's field of vision again.

Just facing this certain bandits who were running fast, I quickly adjusted the muzzle and raised the gun to shoot. At least two bullets should have hit the body of that guy, but the guy seemed to be possessed by a god, and his body only trembled twice , Still carrying a knife and moving on!

The distance changed from 20 meters to 15 meters, and then to ten meters. The bandits who fired the guns pulled the bolts and loaded the bullets in a hurry.

When he was about to raise his gun to shoot again, the one holding the knife had already rushed into the group of bandits.

The eight roads slashed around with a knife, and the head of a bandit Nuo Da flew two or three meters away, and a pool of blood flew to Lao Gao.

A group of figures flashed directly behind the eight roads. The muzzle of a shell gun in the hand of the first one flashed continuously. The four bandits who raised their guns and fired were all shot. The muzzle of the gun was raised under the tremor of the body, and the trigger was subconsciously pulled. The bullet flew into the sky.

The one who fired the gun fell in the middle of the team at this moment, and the one running beside him rushed into the bandits crowd with a spear and a big knife.

How can the usual bandits have the heart to practice stabbing? They are not eight-way opponents who have no bullets and can only practice stabbing every day?
To be precise, the attacking team was only the dozen or so eight-way fighters in the front with good fighting power, but he, the dozen or so people, showed momentum, making the recruits of the Huidao sect who followed closely behind also become enthusiastic.

And there is also a unique skill in the armed forces of the Daomen: God Possession!
With the current battle going smoothly, some recruits rushed into the group of bandits shouting curses. Of course, he would think that his body was invulnerable to knives and guns, and the spear in his hand greeted the bandits directly and fiercely.

A lot of bodies were hard hit by the bullets fired by the bandits before they died!

The gun doesn't have any brains, but no matter whether the Taishang Laojun, Guanyin, or Tathagata Buddha you invited is possessed or not, as long as you stand in front of it, it will tear the target apart.

The two sides meleeed together, and the long-distance shooting advantage of the bandits' rifles immediately disappeared, and it became a pure one-on-one exchange game!
And where have the bandits seen such a style of play that doesn't require orders at all?

Twenty or thirty of the bandit soldiers who rushed over in the first wave of eight roads died under the sword and shuttle, and the remaining seventy or eighty bandits emptied their magazines and had no time to put bullets in their guns, so they had to Grab the rifle and start hand-to-hand combat with the broadsword, shuttle mark, and bayonet in the hands of Balu.

Naturally, among the bandits, there were also capable people who knew a little bit of kung fu. One bandit held the barrel of the gun with one hand, swung it up and violently smashed the head of one Ba Lu, and rushed unstoppably to the next Ba Lu.

Geng Ting looked at the bandits rushing towards him, and fired the last bullet of the shell gun in his hand immediately.

The bandit soldier who was shot staggered, and the gun in his hand disappeared, but he didn't lose his combat power. He still took advantage of the situation and rushed over, directly hugging Geng Ting who had emptied the magazine of the pistol, and the two immediately fell to the ground. He fell to the ground and rolled into a ball on the ground.

The two stared wide-eyed, but they were both blinded by the dust stirred up by the tumbling. They closed their eyes and endured the discomfort in their eyes. Grabbing, scratching, thrusting, and pulling almost made the most of the movements that their hands could perform.

This gangster should be better nourished than Balu, and his body has an advantage. Even if he is shot, his physical strength is still better than Geng Ting's. He finally touched Geng Ting's neck with one hand, and immediately tried to twist the neck in his hand with all his strength.
Battalion Commander Geng groaned in his heart, so he had to use all his strength to tighten the muscles on his neck. He didn't know where the shell gun in his hand was without bullets, so he had to reach out and grab the bandit's hands, trying to relieve the tension caused by the bandit's hands on his neck. The pressure. However, the bandit had too much force in his hands, and it didn't help at all.

Geng Ting's guards had been dispersed long ago, and there was no way to help him at this moment. He hadn't breathed for tens of seconds, his face was flushed, and his eyes were protruding. Maybe his neck would be broken in the next moment.

The bullet I shot just now definitely hit the bandit in the chest!This bandit has definitely been shot!

A messy memory flashed through Geng Battalion Commander's mind, he immediately let go of one hand, and groped on the bandit's chest that was pressing on him, and finally asked him to find the bullet hole in the bandit's chest, and immediately thrust his finger in hard to even be able to Feeling the bullet butt embedded in the sternum, I didn't have time to think about it, so I pulled it sideways with all my strength.
The skin outside the bandit's tense and trembling chest muscles was directly torn away, and the bandit's body trembled following the direction of Geng Ting's hand movement!
The bandit's hands finally lost their strength.

Geng Ting could even hear the air whizzing into his lungs, he regained a little strength, and immediately raised his leg with a knee, the bandit suffered pain again, and the bandit who was pressing on him tilted to one side, and the two separated, then The bandit held a wounded place with both hands and screamed.

Geng Ting breathed with his mouth wide open and never paid attention to the air. He quickly raised his hand and tried to wipe his eyes. He vaguely saw the rifle that the bandit had dropped on the ground. With all his strength, he smashed at the bandit who was still rolling and struggling beside him. This time he was unlucky and hit the bandit directly on the back of the head.

The bandit's head was immediately opened, and a blur immediately appeared in the night!
At several points, the smelly liquid splashed on Geng Ting's face, and Geng Ting, who had lost his strength, had no strength to sit still, and fell to the ground, panting heavily.

(End of this chapter)